Chapter 322: The Human Face on the Stump

The battle that belonged to the peerless powerhouse on the green lake did not last long, and soon the two stopped fighting, as if they already knew that this competition was inconclusive.

No one knew the outcome of this competition, and Xiao Yu knew that the competition was over when he saw the two of them return to Yongcui Island.

"They weren't ruthless, it was more of a temptation." Xiao Yu said in his heart.

The two returned to Yongcui Island, and Nanping directly instructed Nanjun to bring the wind sorrow and wind and snow to the guest room to rest, and leave other things alone.

Feng Xue came to Xiao Yu's side and said in a low voice: "The second uncle said that it was indeed not Nanjun who attacked him at the beginning, but Nanjun was present. ”

"Your second uncle, I want to ask him, who was the person who shot twenty years ago, right?" Xiao Yu glanced at Nanjun and said, "Nanjun should be nearby, he must know who the person who made the shot is, maybe he was solved by Nanping's predecessors in the first place." ”

"That's what it means." Fengxue nodded and came to the accommodation arranged by Nanjun.

Somewhere on Yongcui Island, a lonely grave is independent and between flowers and plants, and all kinds of flowers bloom around the lonely grave, which is quiet and peaceful.

The only discordant place is probably that Nanping and Feng are sad.

Nanping and Feng Sorrow still treat each other coldly, compared to before, now Nanping is resentful and unsettled, and he can't wait to cut Feng Sorrow with a thousand cuts.

"This tomb is ......" Feng sadly looked at the lonely grave thoughtfully, in fact, the first time he saw the lonely grave, he already knew the owner of this tomb.

"What? Across a pile of soil, do you forget your intended person? She never forgot you until she died. Nanping sneered, his words were full of disdain for the wind and sorrow, and said: "You say, if you were a little bit more manly, just a little bit, would Lan Ting still die?" ”

Feng Sad's face turned white instantly, and his lips squirmed several times, but in the end he didn't say a word.

"Wind sorrow, wind sorrow, how good it would be if you died directly, you don't have to worry about others when you die, now, not only did you kill Lan Ting, but you yourself are better than dead!"

Nanping spoke viciously to each other, and his words were like cold knives, one knife at a time, and the partial body was cut by the wind and sorrow.

"I've always wanted to ask you, and they all said that you were hit hard by demonic skills, invaded by demonic energy, and often fell into madness, and the reason why you are crazy is because of Lan Ting's death!"

As soon as Nanping's voice fell, the wind was suddenly shocked, his face was completely pale, and he collapsed directly on the ground with a plop, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

Nanping looked at the wind and was sad like this, only to feel more happy in his heart, as if all the anger of more than 20 years had been vented, came out, and said: "You blame yourself, regret, and panic, because you think about it yourself, Lan Ting's death is all caused by you, if you die, Lan Ting will be able to live well, and she and I will also have our own children, maybe now, there should be such a big wind and snow!" ”

Burst!

Wind sorrow directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly became decadent, as if he had lost all the strength to survive.

"Look at you like this, if Lan Ting knew that it was someone like you who killed him, she would regret saving you that day!" Nanping sneered.

"Feng Zhiyun, you killed me!" Wind sorrow staggered to his feet, not wanting to bring up the old things again, and bring up another person.

"I didn't kill him, he's alive and well!" Nan Ping smiled indifferently.

"He's alive!" Wind Sorrow was surprised, so far, Feng Zhiyun had disappeared for more than twenty years, and everyone thought he was dead because the life card he left behind in the Wind Clan had been broken.

"The life card was shattered by my shot!" Nanping saw the doubts in Feng Sad's heart, and said: "I haven't seen you for twenty years, you must miss your eldest brother very much, go, I'll take you to see him!" ”

Nanping sneered, and dragged him towards a certain place on Yongcui Island like a chicken.

The wind was exhausted and powerless to resist Nanping, so he could only be supported by Nanping like this, and Nanping dragged it for several miles, and the gravel tore the clothes of the wind and sorrow all the way, and the sludge would also be polluted with snow white.

Nanping dragged the wind sorrow to an ancient tree, this ancient tree shaded the sky and the sun, and if you look closely, this ancient tree happens to be in the center of Yongcui Island.

The ancient tree looks a little decayed, and its vitality is no longer very vigorous, and there are knife marks on the stump, and there are faint blood marks on the knife marks, I don't know if the teenager did it arbitrarily.

"Look, this is your eldest brother, Feng Zhiyun, hurry up and say hello to him!" Nanping kicked on the ancient tree, the ancient tree trembled, and an old human face appeared on the stump!

The human face was full of frowns, and in fact he didn't know if it was wrinkles or tree bark, and those knife marks, which happened to gather on the human face, looked extremely pitiful.

"Sad ......"

The first person to see the human face on the bark was Nanping, and he trembled for a while, and then he saw the wind sad.

The human face didn't seem to be real, and after staring at Feng Sad for a long time, he called out the name of Wind Sad uncertainly.

"That's right, he's coming to see you." Nan Ping looked at the face coldly and said, "He is coming to be your companion, you should be happy." ”

"Brother Zhiyun, it's really you!" Feng Sadness finally reacted, and hurriedly knelt in front of the human face, reaching out to touch Feng Zhiyun's face.

"What the hell is going on? I always thought you were dead. Feng Sad's hands trembled, and he wanted to touch Feng Zhiyun's cheek but didn't dare.

"I've been imprisoned here by him since the fifth day after my wedding." Feng Zhiyun shed tears, what happened to him over the years made him miserable, he had more than one idea of committing suicide, but he was blocked by Nanping, and in the end, Nanping directly abolished his cultivation, cut off his hands and feet, and fused him with this ancient tree, so that even if he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Feng Sadness looked at Nanping coldly, and said coldly: "Why did you kill him directly, and you want to turn him into such a look!" ”

"It's too cheap to kill him, where is there such pleasure!" Nanping laughed, pointed at Feng Zhiyun and said: "He wants a pleasure, I want it too, who will give me a pleasure!" You have been suppressed underground for twenty years, you can't survive or die, who will give you a good time! ”

Nanping's questioning made Feng Sadness speechless, yes, if it weren't for Feng Zhiyun, all of them would be beautiful, and all people would not have to suffer this kind of torture.

"This is all self-inflicted, he wants to die a hundred times and dream! I'm going to make you regret coming into this world! Nanping's eyes flashed with demonic energy, he took out a rusty dagger in the dirt, and slashed it Feng Zhiyun's cheek, and in the sound of stabbing and stabbing, strings of blood flowed down from the human face!

With that, there was also the screams of Feng Zhiyun.