Chapter 418: It's Never Hurt So Much!

I don't know how long it took, Su Yunfei woke up quietly, with a splitting headache and a panicked chest, at this moment he wanted to sleep all the time, he didn't want to wake up, he couldn't and couldn't accept the departure of his closest people.

Like a wandering spirit, he sat in a daze in his father's room, sobbing silently in his father-in-law's room.

Su Yunfei walked out of the courtyard, his blood-red eyes were hollow, and his heroic face was covered with blood and tears, he took out the white cloth, used it as a filial piety suit, and staggered towards a grave.

His father, father-in-law, and mother-in-law, Li Fuyao's father and mother, and his big yellow dog are buried here.

Su Yunfei knelt quietly in front of the grave, kneeling for three days and three nights.

Three days later, he slowly got up, wiped away the blood and tears, his expression did not have the slightest wave, he was numb to the pain, he had never been so painful.

He flew to the Forgetful Peak, knelt down with a thud, and walked to the courtyard on his knees, unable to kneel in the room of the master Li Yi.

From Lin Miaoke's diary, he learned that Shizun had been looking for him for 5,000 years, and he only stayed in the sect for one month every year, and the rest of the time he was looking for Su Yunfei's whereabouts.

Li Yi searched all over the world of the human race, and also went deep into the ocean to visit all the sea races, and even ventured into the world of the demon race.

For five thousand years, Li Yi never had a smile on his face, until the war between the three clans of humans and demons fell into the world of demons.

Without Li Yi, Su Yunfei would have been killed by the people of the Blood Demon Sect at the entrance of the 100,000 Great Mountain, and he would not have become a disciple of the Shushan Sword Shrine.

Su Yunfei knocked his head three times, then got up and closed the door.

He went to Yueyao's room, and Yueyao took care of him like a sister, when he first came to Shushan.

There is a portrait of Su Yunfei and her standing together at the head of Yueyao's bed, and the two of them are laughing so happily in the painting, which is on the top of the Yellow Mountain, and the painting saint painted it for the two of them.

There were traces of deep tears drying up on the scroll, and for countless days and nights, Yueyao looked at the portrait and cried silently.

Suddenly, Su Yunfei saw a few lines of small characters on the portrait:

Xiao Yunfei, my sister is going to fight with the demons and demons, if my sister doesn't come back, you have to take care of yourself alone! In your room, I put a feather away, be sure to put it away, this is the last gift my sister left for you. Don't read it!

Su Yunfei rushed out of Yueyao's room, came to his room, and saw the white feather at the head of the bed, he hugged the feather and cried.

Soon he saw that the walls of the room were densely packed with messages written to him by fellow students from Shushan, and he read them all word for word.

His mind was blank, and he didn't know how to get out of the room, standing on the cliff, he suddenly remembered the picture he saw in the time pool of the secret realm of Taiyi Dao people ten thousand years later,

He stood on the top of the mountain, and when he looked back, he was gone, alone.

Now it has been fulfilled!

Su Yunfei flew out of Shu Mountain and flew to Lingyue Palace to find the woman he had promised to love her for 10,000 years, Xiao Yunxi.

Like the Shushan Sword Shrine, the Lingyue Palace is also dilapidated and lifeless.

Through induction, Su Yunfei found the yard where Xiao Yunxi lived, the yard was already overgrown with weeds, he gently pushed open the door, the house was clean and tidy, and it was spotless.

The furnishings in the room were simple, with his portrait on the head of the bed, and a large number of treasures he gave to Xiao Yunxi.

He saw a line written on the wall:

Yunfei, I can't wait for you to love me for 10,000 years, I have become an immortal, I am going to go to war, if you fall, we will continue to accompany each other on the Huangquan Road, if you are still there, live well for me, meeting you in this life is the best thing for me Xiao Yunxi, farewell, don't read!

Heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the room, unable to be quelled for a long time.

Until he couldn't cry anymore with blood and tears, Su Yunfei walked out of the room, cleaned up all the weeds in the yard, and restored it to the way it was when Xiao Yunxi was there.

After doing this, he put the entire courtyard into the Na Ring, and bowed deeply to the dojo of the Lingyue Palace Patriarch Dugu Feng and the Palace Master Lonely Xianqin.

Immediately, he flew back to Shu Mountain and came to Wentian Peak.

now

, Ye Tingcheng sat on the steps of the courtyard where the Lord of Tianfeng Peak was invincible.

She buried her head between her legs and sobbed silently, like a homeless little girl, sensing Su Yunfei coming, she raised her head slightly, her face full of despair and helplessness.

"Little junior brother, is Shushan really gone? Are those fellow disciples really gone? Is it really just the three of us?"

Ye Chengcheng shouted helplessly, she looked at Su Yunfei expectantly, hoping to get a different answer.

Su Yunfei nodded silently, a sense of grief permeated the entire courtyard, the senior sister and brother hugged each other tightly, and only they would depend on each other for their lives in the future.

The two flew to the Heavenly Sword Peak, Xiao Yao Ning looked into the distance, his eyes were blank, and the Dongfang man knelt in front of the Sword Palace, in pain.

Su Yunfei walked to the front of the Sword Palace, gently picked up the Dongfang man who had been crying to the point of losing his strength, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him silently.

The four of them sat on the steps and were silent for a long time, and suddenly, Su Yunfei slapped his head and shouted:

"How did I forget Grandpa Jiang Chen, he will definitely leave something for me!"

Immediately, the four of them had a tacit understanding and flew towards the 100,000 mountains and valleys at the same time.

When they flew over the 100,000 Great Mountain, they found that there was no breath of any demon king in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountain, and even the demon beasts were pitiful, only some ordinary tigers, leopards, wolves and the like with extremely poor blood.

"It's really a blink of an eye, things are not people!"

"Alas~ It's really curious to kill the cat, we shouldn't have gone to that island, my intestines are all repentant."

"There's no point in talking about this now, the first thing to do is to find out if any of our contemporaries are still alive."

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After sighing for a while, the four of them flew to the valley of the Void.

After entering the Valley, Su Yunfei was surprised to find that the courtyard of the old man guarding the sword, Jiang Chen, was gone, and the Xuanyuan Sword was gone, and there was originally a spatial passage to the world of the demon clan in the thatched hut in the courtyard, but it was also gone.

Su Yunfei's sword eyebrows tightened, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

"Still nothing, Grandpa Jiang Chen should have left too hurriedly and didn't leave anything for me." Su Yunfei said helplessly.

Dongfang Man sighed and said:

"How tragic that decisive battle was, even a powerful person like Grandpa Jiang Chen didn't come back alive."

"Let's go to the Great Wall of the North and have a look!"

All four shouted at the same time.

"Maybe we can find the bones of my fellow disciples." Su Yunfei said softly, his voice full of grief.

The four of them bowed respectfully in the direction of Jiang Chen's courtyard, and then the sword flew towards the Great Wall in the north.

Along the way, they saw that many familiar cities had disappeared and were covered with vegetation, and the cities of the Terrans were pitiful, and the tragedy of the Great War was unmistakable, and the population had not recovered much for five thousand years.

The four of them landed in front of a mountain gate, this is the old place of the Crazy Knife Gate, how could they forget the cute Rong Rong, the little girl who was pampered by the four of them as a sister.

The Crazy Knife Gate is also dilapidated, there are no people, and there are traces left by the years everywhere, even if the four of them are fully prepared, they can't help but feel a pain in their chests.

Rong Rong, such a cute and simple little girl, also fell, and in Rong Rong's room, the four of them saw her last words left on the wall:

Brothers and sisters, Rong Rong is going to eat... Oh no, I'm going to kill monsters, Grandpa Swallowing Sparrow has fallen, Rong Rong is so sad, her brothers and sisters are gone, Rong Rong is even more sad, Rong Rong may not be able to come back, when you pay tribute to me, bring more delicious food. Goodbye, brothers and sisters!

The four of them couldn't hold back any longer, the tears couldn't stop flowing, and Rong Rong was gone.

Packing up their mood, everyone flew to the Great Wall of the North.

Many places on the Great Wall in the north have long collapsed, judging from the traces, they were forcibly broken with great mana, and the formation on it has long been invalid, and at a glance, it is full of devastation.

Su Yunfei and the four of them stood on a Great Wall that had not yet collapsed, silent, sensing whether there was a Shushan Sword Shrine under the land on the other side of the Great Wall, and the same sect of the South China Sea Sword Sect

Bones.

At this moment, a group of monks wearing the uniforms of the Unified Sect flew over the Great Wall, and they glanced at Su Yunfei and the four of them lightly, and nodded.

The leader is a middle-aged woman, and the others are all teenagers and girls, who should be the woman's apprentices.

The middle-aged woman pointed to the Great Wall, and then pointed to the direction of the demon clan's world, her face was solemn, and she said in a deep voice:

"Five thousand years ago, the ancestors of our human race fought a decisive battle with the demon and demon races here, and that battle was the most tragic battle in history, three billion human troops, all the martial artists were killed in battle, dozens of immortal mirror monks all fell, more than 10 million monks, and only 1,000 survived in the end."

Everyone fell silent, too tragic, and a young girl asked:

"Master, did our Terran race win in the end?"

The middle-aged woman looked at the direction of the demon clan from afar, sighed and said:

"In that battle, the demon race, including the demon ancestor, was all wiped out, except for the demon ancestor, all the demon clan monks were killed, and the reason why the human race immortal mirror all fell was because they chose to self-destruct in order to let the demon clan fall, but unfortunately the demon ancestor was too powerful, they just disabled the demon ancestor, and the human race was victorious, but it was not won."

"Demon Ancestor, is he still alive?"

"I guess I'm hiding in a secret place to recuperate."

Then, the middle-aged woman said sharply:

"Bringing you here today is to let you see the place where your ancestors fought, your current peace is the life of your ancestors, the demon ancestor is not dead, the demon clan will come back one day, when the time comes, it is our generation that carries the banner of the human race, victory will be prosperous for all generations, and defeat will be slave forever! Therefore, you must work hard to cultivate in the future, and in the future, you will cut off the head of the demon ancestor and open up the peace of the human race for eternity!"

The middle-aged woman's words were sonorous and powerful, and even Su Yunfei and the four of them were moved, and those young girls listened with enthusiasm.

"Cut off the head of the demon ancestor and open the peace of the human race!" They shouted in unison.

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Su Yunfei and the four of them suddenly perked up.

Su Yunfei looked at Ye Qingcheng, Dongfang Man, and Xiaoyaoning, his expression was extremely serious, and he said:

"The four of us started a sect, and the name is the Sword Sect!"