"Senior brother, do you remember what kind of place this is?" The big-headed ghost Wu Tiandao.

"Of course I do." Liu Hao's voice was a little weak.

Wu Tian leaned him against a bluestone, bathing in the afterglow before sunset, while he drank wine by himself, with the ghost head knife stuck in the side.

His face was slightly red, and there were five paw prints on his shoulders, which were injured by Liu Hao, who was fighting desperately.

"Senior brother, do you think I'm stupid, that's why you left me alone!" Wu Tian turned his head and said.

Liu Hao's face twitched and he didn't speak. Bluestone had been stained red by his blood, and he had several bloody knife wounds on his body. He has been abolished, the domineering medicinal power of the Blood Demon Pill has caused the meridians in his body to be broken, and he is already unable to move, even if his body can be healed, then he will become a waste person who cannot cultivate in the future.

Wu Tian knew this, as early as before dawn, his knife was on Liu Hao's neck who was lying in the mud. He spoke of him like a dead dog.

Wuzhangya is the steepest place in the Black Mountain Ridge, and at the same time, it is also the favorite place for the previous generation of demon disciples to climb and play, but it was made a forbidden place by Liu Hao.

"Senior brother, why did you want to kill them!" Wu Tian asked.

Liu Hao laughed, laughed a few times, and began to cough heavily.

"Kill me!" Liu Hao said.

"Kill me!" Liu Hao roared.

"You answer me first!" Wu Tian's knife cut down a piece of bluestone.

"What I did back then is what you do now, do you still use me to answer?" Liu Hao said.

"Humph! Senior brother, do you think I'm stupid, so you left me! Wu Tian's head almost touched Liu Hao's forehead, and his eyes were facing each other.

Wu Tian's two eyebrows were twisted together, and he gritted his teeth, eager to swallow Liu Hao in front of him into his mouth.

He hated him, he hated him so much, especially in these five zhangya.

The two crooked-necked willow trees on Wuzhangya are thicker and more crooked than when they were younger, but the swings on them have long been blown by the wind, and only the stone stove carved out of the knife on the bluestone is still sleek, and that is where they make a fire.

He stood up and looked down, bottomless.

"Senior brother, senior brother, third junior brother, it's all your fault!" Wu Tiandao.

Liu Hao didn't speak, because there were some things that couldn't be hidden, and he had told too many lies in his life, and he didn't want to say it anymore.

"How did Shizun die? How did the little sister die? I want you to tell you, and today I want you to tell me everything! ”

Wu Tian kept tearing his clothes, and he roared angrily and questioned, like a roaring wild dog.

His knife chopped off one of Liu Hao's fingers.

Liu Hao didn't scream in pain, just gritted his blood-red teeth and looked at Wu Tian.

"Senior Brother Wu, come here, I'll tell you." Liu Hao whispered.

Wu Tian couldn't hear clearly, so he had to put his ear to his mouth.

"You're really stupid!" Liu Hao said.

He smiled, at this time, he forgot everything in the past, and now he is a wasted man with nothing, an old man in his last years.

With a smile, all enmity was extinguished.

Wu Tian raised his foot, took off the brocade bag from Liu Hao's waist, and kicked him off the cliff.

He didn't kill him with his own hands after all.

He raised the knife in his hand and waved it in the remnant sun. He couldn't get used to everything in Wuzhangya.

The bluestone shattered, and he kicked the pieces of bluestone down. The willow tree, broken, no longer has to endure the ravages of the mountain wind.

He hated him, and he didn't have to hate anymore.

At this time, he is very satisfied, he has got everything he wants, and the next thing to do is how to continue.

Inexplicably clutching her buttocks, she limped forward with difficulty, and Feng Yao had already taken the colorful butterfly and rode away on the giant tiger.

As for him, in Feng Yao's words, he is a sin he has done, and he has to pay it back by himself.

"Inexplicably, does it hurt?" Demon Emperor Dao.

"Does it hurt?" The Immortal Emperor said again.

"Nonsense!" Inexplicable.

"It's right if it hurts!" The Demon Emperor and the Immortal Emperor laughed gloatingly.

"The devil said: Don't open the house for three days." Demon Emperor Dao.

"The fairy said: The little tree is often beaten, and the child is often beaten." The Immortal Emperor picked it up.

"Shut up," shouted inexplicably, "two bad old men, what do you know! It's the soothing of love! ”

"Oops!" His foot was kicked on something, his toes hurt, and he fell to the ground.

He lay on the ground, spit out the rotten leaves in his mouth, and when he got up, he looked to the ground. But I only saw a thick layer of yellow leaves.

He squatted down and spread his hands away, revealing a white skull.

"Ahh After all, he hadn't seen it, and he hadn't seen it in his previous life, so he squatted on the ground in fright, and then crawled forward.

He didn't care about the pain in his buttocks, and stumbled a few times, then he stood up and ran forward.

Caidie and Feng Yao have already returned to the Bamboo Garden. Feng Yao was in the room, checking the green furnace of alchemy. And Caidie is guarding the door, looking out, waiting inexplicably.

"Little inexplicable! What are you running for? The servant who took care of the medicine field stopped his busy day, and walked forward along the dirt path with a hoe and basket on his back, smiling, but the wind and fire inexplicably brought a cloud of dust in front of them.

"Auntie!" As soon as he arrived at the bamboo forest, he shouted.

"Inexplicable!" Little Butterfly ran out.

Inexplicably bypassed her, ignored her, and ran into the courtyard. Clutched on his knees, gasping for air.

Feng Yao walked out, still holding a wooden pestle for pounding medicine in her hand, she glared at him, the wooden pestle knocked on his head, and said, "Say!" What's wrong! "Today, she has a bad temper.

Inexplicably, he wiped the cold sweat on his head and said, "Auntie, die, die......"

"Boom!" The wooden pestle slammed on his head again.

"Say who is dead! Is your ass itching again! Feng Yao crossed her waist and said.

"Auntie, it's a dead man!" Somehow, it was not easy to speak.

"Dead people? Where is it! Feng Yao asked.

"In the pine forest!" Inexplicably replied.

"Take me to see it!" She picked up inexplicably and walked out.

How could Feng Yao not know about the things of the sect in the past few days, maybe the dead person in the inexplicable mouth was the disciple of the sect who had disappeared in the past few days.

Dusk fell, the fire clouds on the valley became darker, I don't know when, a few clouds, gathered together, deep valley, there are always a few wind and clouds changing, the sky, floated a flower, a flower with a colorful light, at the same time, rain, soft drizzle.

The drizzle fell, and Feng Yao suddenly stopped, and she felt the familiar breath that she would never forget.

The heavy sword slowly fell and landed in the courtyard.

Feng Yao was stunned, looking at the person in front of her intently.

Ying Tianchang coughed heavily, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Feng Yao let go of the inexplicable "ah" and threw herself at him.

She hid in front of him, caressing his wounds, his cheeks. Tears fell, her hands trembled, and her heart trembled. She even suspected that the person in front of her was not him in her heart.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Senior brother, you speak! Feng Yao choked up.

Ying Tianchang's hollow and godless eyes flashed with a fine light.

When he saw Feng Yao, he knew that he had finally come to the place he wanted.

"Feng Yao." His hands were clasped on Feng Yao's shoulders.

It hurts, and the pinched Feng Yao hurts.

He shook her and stared at her.

"Feng Yao, quick, help me save her, you will definitely be able to save her."

The soft rain washed away the blood stains that should be long, and a winding blood stream flowed outward.

"Senior brother! Don't worry, I'll help you heal your injuries first, inexplicably, quickly, help me help your uncle in. Feng Yao said.

ran over inexplicably, hugged Ying Tianchang's thick arm, and tried to lift him up with all his strength.

Ying Tianchang stood up slowly, although his gaze was a little dull, he never left Liu Ying lying on the heavy sword.

"Liu Ying." He snapped at his head.

"Liu Ying!" He roared angrily, threw out inexplicably, and hit his head inexplicably on the bamboo house.

Ying Tianchang knelt on the ground, he touched Liu Ying's cheeks with both hands, lowered his head and lightly touched her forehead, and then he rested his head on her head.

"It's long." Liu Ying called out weakly.

"Liu Ying, Liu Ying." Ying Tianchang raised his head, took her hand, and put it on his face.

"I'm cold, can you hold me tight?" Liu Ying said slowly.

Ying Tianchang nodded heavily, wanting to hold her in his arms.

"Don't move." Feng Yao said.

Ying Tianchang turned his head to look at her.

"Senior brother, take her into the house first, let me see." Feng Yao said.

Ying Tianchang carefully picked up Liu Ying and placed her on Feng Yao's crescent moonbed.

Feng Yao checked Liu Ying's injury, and at this time, the blood had been stopped by Ying Tianchang, but the deep knife wound was still shocking.

She put her fingers on Liu Ying's wrist, purple qi swirling around her jade hand, she probed, and then took out a small and delicate bronze carved ball from the red embroidered brocade bag around her waist.

She held it in her palm, and the ball floated with a pale golden glow.

She pinched it with one hand, and there were words in her mouth, and with a "bang", the small ball opened, and in the ball, there was a golden pill floating, she reached out and took it off, and then pinched Liu Ying's peach cheek and fed it.

Ying Tianchang held hands and kept swinging up and down in the room.

"Senior brother, you come out with me." Feng Yao said heavily.

Ying Tianchang walked out with her, and only Caidie was watching curiously in the room.

As for inexplicable, he had just woken up from a coma at this time. He touched the back of his head, which had bulged out a large bag, and he inhaled in pain.

The raindrops on the eaves were dripping on his head, and the burning pain in his ass came at this time, and he quickly struggled to get up.

Headaches, toe pains, butt pains, he has mixed feelings, but he is helpless.

He walked with his legs up, and it took him a long time before he entered his room.

"Senior brother, your injury!" Feng Yao said.

"It doesn't matter what hurts me." Ying Tianchang regained his senses. "You tell Senior Brother first, how is Liu Ying."

"Senior brother." Feng Yao wanted to speak and stopped.

"Tell me!" Ying Tianchang said.

"Alas!" Feng Yao sighed and said, "I'm afraid her life can't be saved!"

Ying Tianchang was stunned, his eyes were dull, his heart was empty, he didn't know what to think, he leaned against the bamboo wall, his soft body couldn't stand, he sat down, and grabbed his hair fiercely with both hands.

"Senior brother, your injury, this is Jin Soresan, I'll treat you first!" Feng Yao took out the white jade porcelain bottle from her waist and said.

Ying Tianchang didn't speak, he raised his head and said, "Is she really hopeless?" By the way, I'll go to Shizun, Shizun will definitely be able to save her, and he will definitely be able to save her. He ran out.

"Senior brother!" Feng Yao stomped her feet and called out, and followed him downstairs.

As soon as the two of them came out of the attic, they saw the old sect master's sword fall in the courtyard, and Feng Tianxiang also followed behind.

"Master!" Ying Tianchang knelt down, wailed, wept bitterly, and crawled towards him. He grabbed the corner of the old sect master's robe with both hands and said, "Master, master, disciple, please, help me save her!" ”

The old sect master didn't know what was going on, and looked at Feng Yao, who shook his head.

He had never seen Ying Tianchang cry, and since he was a child, no matter how much he suffered, he never cried. When the old sect master saw him help him up, Ying Tianchang pulled the old sect master and walked towards the bamboo building.

Liu Ying on the bed seemed to have a trace of anger after taking the medicine, and her breath gradually stabilized, but her face was still pale.

Her fingers moved slightly, and the butterfly fluttered her big eyes, standing on tiptoe to look at her, and she slowly raised her eyes.

The door creaked open, and Ying Tianchang walked in with the old sect master. "Grandpa." Caidie called, and then stepped aside with interest.

"Liu Ying." Ying Tianchang saw that Liu Ying was awake, and gently pulled her together, and the broken strands on the ends of her hair.

"It's long." Liu Ying said.

Feng Tianxiang brought a bamboo chair for the old sect master and asked him to sit down.

The old sect master stood up, first looked at Liu Ying's injuries, and then, like Feng Yao, used his aura to probe her meridians, he stroked his beard and did not speak.

"Is this a love flower?" The old sect master saw the colorful love flower floating in Liu Ying's hand.

Feng Yao nodded.

"Let's go!" The old sect master stood up and walked out, Feng Tianxiang and Feng Yao glanced at each other and followed, while Caidie was fiddling with the bead curtain at the foot of the bed at this time, "Caidie." Feng Yao called, and Little Butterfly followed.

"You wait for me, Master will definitely be able to save you." Ying Tianchang comforted.

On the first floor of the bamboo building, the old sect master sat upright on the bamboo chair, and his children stood on both sides.

"Master, Liu Ying?" He asked.

The old sect master said: "Alas! Tianchang, her heart has been broken, and now only Yao'er's fifth son Jin Dan is holding a breath, and she is powerless to return to heaven as a teacher. ”

"So, Master, you can't save her either?" Ying Tianchang said.

The old sect master closed his eyes and nodded.

"Master! You help me, you think of a way, you must have a way. Ying Tianchang suddenly knelt down and threw himself on the old sect master's lap with bitter tears.

The old sect master leaned down, held him in his arms, and gently patted his back, Feng Yao squatted down, hugged his blood-red arm, and said, "Senior brother, I'll treat you first!" At this time, she didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

Ying Tianchang raised his head suddenly, his eyes were swollen and red, and there was no trace of blood on his face.