After ten breaths, the rain of swords stopped.

Shen Yueyang's figure was revealed behind the collapsed house, he didn't look at Jiang Chen and the others, his eyes passed through the smoke and dust, searching for the last appearance of the corpse.

That invincible monster, the great villain, and the great devil, under the joint attack of two groups of people, finally fell into hell?

Did things go a little too well?

Jiang Chen felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Originally, in his expectation, even if he could get rid of the white ghost sorrow, he would eventually have to pay a certain price, and it shouldn't be so easy......

Knowing Suosuo, a subtle sound sounded from all directions, converging into a strange and ugly voice: "The surname Shen, you dare to betray the young master!" ”

Shen Yueyang didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "I have only one purpose from beginning to end, to avenge Liu Yiyi and divide the ten thousand swords surnamed Bai!" ”

"Fool, you're going to regret what you've done, wait and see! You have already eaten my naphtha pill, and in less than three days, your brain will burst and die, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will definitely not give you the antidote......"

"Oh, do you mean that black pill, I spit it out a long time ago." Shen Yueyang stood up, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "The surnamed Bai thought that everyone would die for him, but except for something brainless like you, who doesn't want to find a better home?" Isn't it, Little Dream? ”

Behind him, Xia Xingmeng lowered his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"Slut, it turned out to be you! How dare you betray the young master! Betrayal Wind and Rain Building! You dogs and men are going to hell for me! His tone was filled with infinite resentment and anger, and a bloody orb of flesh condensed from the ruins not far away, hissing and screaming.

Shen Yueyang waved his hand, and a sword qi shot through the air, nailing the meat ball to the ground, and the meat ball tried its best to break free.

"Wait, dog man and woman, none of you can run, ...... Meatball" laughed madly.

Shen Yueyang didn't have time to pay much attention to this kind of small role, and looked at Jiang Chen: "Do you know why I should keep my hand when I slashed you with a sword before?" ”

"Oh, did you keep your hand?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Shen Yueyang looked at Jiang Chen deeply and said slowly, "Because you have the smell of vegetarian on you." The last time you and she saw each other was not long ago, it seems that she does look the other way for you. ”

"So what? It's about you. For this kind of scum who almost deceived his sister, Jiang Chen didn't have a good face for him.

"I'm her brother, and it's none of my business when you say it's none of my business—"

Before Shen Yueyang's words fell, the ground suddenly shook.

The shaking was more than one wave, and the entire mansion began to shake.

"Not good!"

"There's something buried down here, it's going to explode!"

"It's a corpse! The Red Demon is going to cause a series of corpse explosions and die with us! ”

"Let's go!"

Amid the panicked shouts, people rushed to the outside of the mansion.

As soon as the front foot stepped over the threshold, a huge roar sounded behind him, and in an instant the mountain shook, and the dark blue tongue of fire erupted from it, spreading rapidly in the wind, and soon engulfing a large part of the wall.

The entire General's Mansion was plunged into flames, and the sound of broken brick walls was endless.

Jiang Chen and the others ran out of the town non-stop, frightened, and turned around to see the fire in the town, and without hearing the slightest human voice, the corpses all over the town were quietly devoured, and all the sorrows and sins were turned to ashes in the raging flames.

"It's over." Jiang Chen let out a sigh.

"This way of dying is really cheap for him." Su Yunqing touched her lower abdomen, hateful.

Shen Yueyang and Xia Xingmeng are nowhere to be found.

Not far away, the Doomsday Cavalry was gathering, and Zhang Yuting was standing alone in the clearing, looking at the smoke flying in the east, and his face changed.

Mink Huang counted the number of people, walked in front of Zhang Yuting, and carefully looked at her face.

After a long time, seeing that Zhang Yuting had never been able to come back to his senses, the black armor general had to call out: "Zhang Daochang......"

Zhang Yuting's confused eyes fell on his face, scattered as if there was no focus, and after a while, he hummed softly.

Mink Huang coughed dryly and said, "Dao Chief, now that the devil surnamed Bai has been ambushed, what are your plans next?" Why don't you go back to the north with me, the young marshal must be very much looking forward to the arrival of the Dao Chief......"

"Nope." Zhang Yuting didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and began to shake his head, "I want to go back to Fanghuaguan." ”

"There are thousands of miles away from here, and you have not healed from your old injuries, and it is very dangerous to be alone! If something happens to you, what face do I have to see the young marshal? Mink Huang said earnestly, "Dao Chief, why don't you move to the north, take care of your injuries first and then make a plan!" ”

"No need." Zhang Yuting pursed his lips and shook his head.

Mink Huang persuaded hard for a while, but to no avail, seeing that she had made up her mind, she had to say: "Since the Taoist insists on leaving, I can't force me to stay." It's just that I also asked the Taoist chief to give me a sentence or two of good words, so that I can go back and meet the young marshal to have an explanation. ”

Zhang Yuting pondered for a long time, his eyes were shining, and in the end he could only breathe a sigh of relief and turn into a helpless sigh.

"Please tell General Luo, I am an outsider, I am dedicated to the Tao, and I will not enter the red dust, so I can only live up to his heart......"

With a sigh, the black armor general led the troops to gradually move away, Zhang Yuting turned to face the gradually declining fireworks in the east, his eyes were blurred again, and his mind traveled away again.

Forgetting the passage of time, she stood like a stone sculpture in front of the ashes, picking up pieces of glass hearts in a vain attempt to piece them together.

However, the results obtained are only failure after failure.

Why?

That person is obviously dead, why is there still a trace of worry, disturbing her mind and making her unable to live in peace?

Could it be that after the Dao heart is broken, there will be no way to go back to the past?

Her expression became more and more confused, and even faintly frightened.

"You seem to be sad." Jiang Chen's voice came from her ears, which evoked her mind a little, "Looking at your melancholy and reluctant appearance, people who don't know still think that it was your husband who just died!" ”

Zhang Yuting tugged at the corners of her mouth, but that shallow arc really couldn't make up a smile, and she said softly: "For some reason, his shadow floats in my heart, and it can't fade away." ”

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Congratulations, maybe you fell in love with him because of hatred." ”

"Hahahaha......" Another burst of more unbridled laughter came from the side, and the two looked sideways and found that Su Yunqing was holding his stomach and leaning back and forth.

"The fairy who is detached from the world falls into the mortal world, tastes love for the first time, but falls in love with someone who should not be loved? Such a forbidden love, if it is made into a story, will definitely be popular all over the streets! I really want to see what the expressions of those old men will be in Fanghuaguan! Oops, the only fly in the ointment is that our male protagonist has become a puddle of flesh, and I can't have a lingering and tear-jerking infatuation sadomasochism with you anymore cough cough cough cough ......cough cough

Su Yunqing finally laughed and coughed so much that tears flowed out.

Zhang Yuting looked coldly at the woman's absurd words, frowned, and said, "I don't mean that. I just vaguely felt that that person might not be dead, he was still hiding somewhere......"

"I know, I know, I know!" Su Yunqing gasped and said, "He will always live in your heart!" Although he insulted your senior sister and almost killed you, and was finally chopped to pieces by ten thousand swords in front of your eyes, you are hopelessly in love with him! Haha, love is so inexplicable, otherwise this world wouldn't be so interesting! Daoist Chief, you should listen to your inner voice, put away his body and bury him, clothe him with linen and filial piety, and be widowed for three years......"

"Miss Su!" Zhang Yuting couldn't help but raise his voice, and annoyance appeared on his face, "Please don't talk so nonsense!" ”

"What, angry?" Su Yunqing laughed and said, "I miss you little immortal, and you will be angry for a few jokes, which shows that you really love him!" Don't think about it anymore, go to the fire and look for it, I'm afraid it will burn to ashes if it's too late! ”

Xinin muttered behind her, "It's already burned to ashes......

"If it's burned to ashes, then you have to pick up the ashes......" Su Yunqing said, her eyes suddenly widened, "Hey, what is this guy going to do?" ”

I saw Zhang Yuting holding the dust upside down, and walking towards the smoky ruins of the town with long sleeves.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but speak: "Miss Zhang, you are ......"

"I'm going to see his ashes." Zhang Yuting's figure sank into the smoke.

"Are you really going?" Jiang Chen and Su Yunqing looked at each other.

Xiyin, Red Mountain.

The drizzle was falling, and the sky was as dark as darkness.

The group carried a huge red box and trudged through the mud.

The white ghost stood quietly in the rain, like a silent statue.

The rain that lingered down seemed to feel the incomparable fierce flame hidden in this statue, and it was divided to both sides three feet above his head, not daring to wet his person at all.

The white ghost looked down from the top of the mountain, and the speed of the pedestrian was very slow, and the posture was awkward, which made people look anxious.

But he didn't rush, for he had been waiting thirteen days, not a quarter of an hour now. Even though his heart was beating "bang", his face was still unwavering, hanging his hands, motionless.

Ten paces away from him stood another person, an old man in a dark robe with a gloomy face.

Any wary master would not take the initiative to approach within ten steps of the white ghost, and this old man was no exception. Even if his cultivation was close to the "Martial Saint", he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance in front of the current descendants.

In an atmosphere that was so silent that it was almost frozen, the team of porters slowly climbed to the top along the muddy mountain road.

In the rainy weather, the crimson enchantress followed the porters, and when she got closer, she found that there were people on the top of the mountain.

"It's him!" Seeing the white ghost's sorrowful appearance, the crimson demon queen was taken aback, raised her right hand, and ordered in a loud voice, "Stop!" ”

The white ghost smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It's the second time we met, Red Girl, you really didn't disappoint me." ”

When he spoke, his head was always in the direction of the old man in Xuanyi, and his gaze did not deviate in the slightest. If outsiders saw this scene, they would think that he was talking to the old man.

The old man's clothes trembled slightly in the mountain wind, and he stood there, and the top of the mountain was a foot higher.

The Crimson Enchantress turned her head and said, "Mr. Song, is it possible to deliver the goods now?" ”

Mr. Song glanced in the direction of the white ghost. The white ghost said sadly: "Xiaoying, you go to inspect the goods." ”

With that, the shadow beneath his feet suddenly writhed, condensing into a slender form, as if rising from a mire, completely pitch black, almost blending in with the leaden gray background in the gloomy weather.

After standing still, the black shadow took a step forward, and floated slowly down from the top of the mountain as if it had no weight.

Looking at this strange way of appearance, the crimson enchantress and the white-robed knight both clenched their weapons.

The ghost shadow came to the porters, stood by the red box for a moment, nodded, and a hoarse voice came from his throat: "It's genuine. ”

Bai Ghost smiled slightly: "Very good!" Master Song, please bring the box up! ”

Mr. Song took out a small mahogany box from his arms, handed it to the crimson enchantress, and said, "This is your reward." ”

The Crimson Enchantress took the box, opened it and took a look, then quickly closed it and waved her hand back: "Let's go!" ”

A group of swords-wielding samurai and porters descended the mountain at a very fast speed, gradually becoming a few small black dots in Mr. Song's eyes.

They all sensed that something was wrong here, and they didn't even bother to breathe, and they crawled out of this ominous place.

"Hall Master Song, you are getting kinder and kinder." The white ghost sighed sadly.

"Yes, when people get old, their hearts will soften, and the things they did when they were young can't be done now."

"Use 100,000 taels of silver to send a kindness, and only Hall Master Song can have such a generous hand."

"At my age, the only thing I can fight for is not to squeeze too long in the oil pot when I go to hell in the future."

During the conversation, Mr. Song climbed to the top of the mountain.

The red lacquered box, which required the combined efforts of seven or eight wrestlers to lift, was carried by him with one arm, and his steps did not tremble in the slightest.

He walked between the white ghost and the old man in Xuanyi, separated the eyes of the two of them, and finally eased the continuous temptation of the two sides.

"Bang!"

The red box was thrown by Mr. Song on the rocks on the top of the mountain, and it shook twice, and the eyelids of the white ghost and the old man in Xuanyi jumped together.

"Hall Master Song, please slow down!"

"You don't need to talk about Sven at this time, right?" Mr. Song blinked, "I'm afraid what we're going to do later, I'm afraid it's going to be even more rude!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his cuffs, and there were four or five more orange-yellow beads in his open palm, which were soft in color and exuded a faint warmth, which dispelled a lot of the cold on the top of the mountain.

"Is this the relics of the Five Ancestors, it looks very hot."

"In addition to the two of the five ancestors, there are also one of the seven ancestors and two of the eight ancestors." Mr. Song said as he placed the five beads around the red box, and the orange and yellow halos reflected each other, wrapping the box, "Three should be enough, but to be on the safe side, I took two more." ”

The white ghost smiled and said: "Using the remains of a great monk to do extremely evil things, why didn't I think of such an interesting game before!" ”

"This is not a bad thing, let's just give a strong man who has been wronged and humiliated a chance to take back everything he deserves, and it can be regarded as justice...... Mr. Song said, suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked down the mountain, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming." ”

At the same time, Bai Ghost Chou discovered that faint aura, although that person was extremely well hidden, he still showed his traces in front of the three supreme masters.

"Who's going to send him?" The white ghost looked at the old man in Xuanyi.

The old man in Xuanyi was silent, but took a step forward with his right foot and landed on a flat rock.

The white ghost smiled sadly: "Since the seniors are willing to make a move, the juniors will be lazy and watch from the wall." ”

The old man in Xuanyi let out a low snort, his eyes fixed on the blurred white shadow below the mountain.

The speed of the people was extremely fast, and the last breath was still at the foot of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the cliff of nearly a hundred zhang and landed in front of the old man in Xuanyi.

It was a slender woman, white clothes and silver hair, extremely beautiful, but at this time, her eyebrows and eyes were slight, her jade face was awe-inspiring, and she looked like she had another heroic style.

The white ghost whistled and said, "What is the girl's surname?" ”

"Yang." The woman in white spit out a word in a cold tone.

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Yang, can you tell Fang's name?"

Yang Luo refused to say more, his right hand was raised, holding a thin sword as thin as a cicada's wing, difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and slowly approached the old man in Xuanyi.

When the white ghost saw the sword, he was slightly moved: "Good sword!" 'The day sees the shadow but does not see the light, the night sees the square but does not see the form, the fortune does not know what it touches, and the things do not see. 'Could this sword be the ancient god soldier "Snow in the Sleeve"? ”

The shape of the snow in the sleeve is difficult to discern with the naked eye, and only the slightly distorted air indicates its existence.

The white ghost looked at it for a long time, and muttered: "Half an inch, one foot seven, it's a delicate toy......"

At this time, the old man in Xuanyi stepped on his feet, and his right fist struck out, making a sharp sound of breaking the air, and he was in front of Yang Luo in the blink of an eye.

Yang Luo's eyes suddenly burst out with dazzling light, like a star in the dark night, so dazzling in a dim world.

The whistling of the fist wind stopped abruptly, and the scorching heat froze in front of her, as if time had frozen.

Yang Luohao's wrist was lightly raised, holding the short blade as thin as a cicada's wings in her hand, and she walked forward calmly, meeting the hot wind mixed with the smell of blood and metal.