In less than half a day, Yang Ning rushed from the Qingsong Mountains to Yangjia Village. In the past, this section of the road took Yang Ning a day. Compared with the past, Yang Ning is more than twice as fast.

Yang Ning let out a long roar: "I'm back." Yang Ning ran quickly, and when he was still a few hundred meters away from the martial arts training ground at the head of the village, Yang Ning finally couldn't suppress the joy in his heart. Although Yang Ning's soul was reborn, Yang Ning did not experience any family affection in his previous life. In this life, Yang Ning not only has a bond, but also has a father's love. Recalling Grandpa Qingyu's kind face, the smile on Yang Ning's face became stronger and stronger.

Yang Ning stood in the martial arts training ground at the head of the village, with a stiff expression on his face: "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Ning was completely stunned by everything in front of him.

I saw that Yangjia Village, which should have appeared in Yang Ning's field of vision, the adobe houses disappeared one after another, replaced by rows of blackened walls.

The smell of burnt meat filled the air, and there was even smoke in some places. All the buildings were in ruins, and even a few big cypress trees in front of Yang Qingyu's house at the head of the village were burned down.

It's silent. Occasionally, there was a crow or two on the branches of a charred tree.

Yang Ning's mind was blank, his face was stunned, and he was completely stunned.

A thin figure stands at the head of the village. His soul was reborn and he had the memories of his previous life, but when he faced such a tragic situation, it was the first time he encountered it.

An hour later.

Dusk falls.

The bleak and miserable situation was like a nightmare, and Yang Ning couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

"Is this Yangjia Village?" Yang Ning muttered to himself. Yang Ning even wondered if he was on the wrong path. I deliberately looked back.

The ruthless reality told Yang Ning that this was Yangjia Village.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Ning roared. In the Yangjia Village in front of him, Yang Ning didn't feel any life, only countless scorched trees and scorched black earth, and the disgusting scorching smell in the air.

"Ah......" Yang Ning's eyes were blood-red.

Yang Ning was a little helpless in the twilight.

The place where I grew up living has become a scorched earth.

"Who is it?" Yang Ning lost his mind, "Who is it?" "Yang Ning's liver and intestines are broken.

The only thing that responded to him was the countless crows that were startled.

"Huh?" Yang Ning's eyes were blood-red. Yang Ning actually sensed life in the ruins.

"Who is it?" Yang Ning rushed over at great speed.

The location is a martial arts training ground opened up in the village of Yangjia Village.

Underneath the dozen charred corpses, Yang Ning felt life. Yang Ning hurriedly removed the corpse covering it.

Finally, Yang Ning flipped it out.

The faces of the people lying in front of them had been dyed black with black char.

"There is still a breath...... "Yang Ning tried the man's snort.

Yang Ning picked up this person on his back and came to the martial arts arena at the head of the village. There are no more intact buildings in the village. Yang Ning had to choose a relatively clean village head martial arts arena.

Yang Ning simply washed the man's face.

"Yang Qiong......" Yang Ning finally recognized this person.

Yang Ning hurriedly found a bucket of water and splashed it on Yang Qiong's body.

At dusk, the remnant sun is like blood, and the whole sky is red with blood. In the village, countless black crows have fallen one after another, and it seems that they have begun to look for food for their sleepover.

"Ah......" Yang Ning slashed.

Rattle......

The black crows were frightened and hovered in the air, surrounding the sky directly above Yang Ning, as if cursing Yang Ning to stop them.

"Water, water......" A faint voice came.

Awake? Yang Ning ignored the black crows in the air and hurriedly brought water for Yang Qiong.

"You are? Yang Ning ......" Yang Qiong's eyes were hollow, and his hoarse voice seemed to have not opened the glottis for many days.

Yang Ning's blood-red eyes were almost dripping blood.

Yang Ning took a sip of water for Yang Qiong and nodded.

"All dead, all dead......" Yang Qiong's speed of speech flickered fast and slow, the six gods had no owner, the whole person collapsed to the ground, without the slightest strength, and his mouth kept murmuring, frightened.

Yang Ning didn't know what to say, patted Yang Qiong's chest, got up, stared at the remnant sun that was already left in the sky, and his blood-red eyes finally dripped bloody tears.

Yang Ning gradually had thoughts in his heart.

As night fell, you could faintly see the sparks still twinkling in the remnants.

Coo-meow......

Owls chirp in the distance.

Yang Qiong finally returned to his soul.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Ning couldn't wait.

"Silver-blooded iron horseman, all silver-blooded iron horseman......" Yang Qiong still didn't fully come to his senses.

Yang Ning didn't speak, but his conjecture was confirmed in his heart. Sure enough, it's a silver-blooded iron horseman.

However, why did the silver-blooded iron rider not move all these years, but acted ten years later, Yang Ning was a little puzzled.

As everyone knows, in the past ten years, the leader of the Silver-Blooded Iron Rider, Blood Han, has been in retreat, and it was not until recently that he woke up from the state of retreat.

"Yang Qiong, you eat something first to recover." Yang Qiong's face was pale, and he had obviously not eaten for many days. Looking at the ruins in the village, it is clear that five or six days have passed since this incident.

"Okay." Yang Qiong finally recognized Yang Ning, and his heart was also a lot more stable.

Yang Ning found some light food for Yang Qiong, so that Yang Qiongxiao could recover, and he took advantage of the moonlight to come to the village.

Yang Ning wanted to see if there were any people like Yang Qiong who still had vitality.

After an hour, Yang Ning returned to the village disappointed. There were more than 100 people in the whole village, except for Yang Qiong and Qi, everyone else died with the flames.

More than a hundred corpses were placed in the martial arts arena at the head of the village, and it was no longer possible to distinguish who was who, and only the shriveled and pitch-black dried corpses remained.

For a while, the smell of burnt smell permeated the martial arts arena.

But neither Yang Ning nor Yang Qiong felt it. The two knelt on the martial arts arena.

"Yang Qiong, who attracted the silver-blooded iron horseman?" Although Yang Ning had heard of the name of the Silver-Blooded Iron Horse, in Yang Ning's memory, the Silver-Blooded Iron Rider did not seem to know the location of Yangjia Village. Moreover, this is on the border of the Western Wilderness Liuyun Country, the terrain here is already full of ravines, and Yangjia Village has been very careful in recent years, how can the silver-blooded iron rider easily find the location of Yangjia Village.

Yang Ning firmly believes in this point, and there must be someone to lead.

"It's the Lu family." Yang Qiong's voice was bitter. His relatives, neighbors, and many other playmates who grew up together were all in the fire, and they completely lost their precious lives.

"Sure enough, it's them." Yang Ning finally confirmed. Ten years ago, the Lu family had intercepted and killed them in the Xiheng Canyon, that is, Yang Ning had already suspected that the Lu family had a connection with the Qushan tribe and acted as a dog leg for the Qushan tribe.

"The Lu family, I won't destroy you, and I swear not to be a human being." Yang Ning gritted his teeth. There is a faint oozing of blood between the teeth. A faint fishy smell wafted from Yang Ning's mouth.

"Yes, the Lu family, and the Qushan tribe." Yang Qiong's fierce eyes seemed to be filled with blood. Compared to Yang Ning, Yang Qiong hated the silver-blooded iron rider even more. It is precisely because of the silver-blooded iron ride that his happy life is completely gone.

The two of them were depressed, and after a burst of roars, they knelt quietly.

The night is always unforgiving. It doesn't bring you anything, only endless darkness that makes people in the dark, always so helpless. It's so helpless that it's scary and it's panicking.

The long night was long, and the two lonely figures of Yang Ning and Yang Qiong were kneeling quietly like this, without even making a simple move.

More than 100 cold corpses were quietly placed on the martial arts arena by Yang Ning and Yang Qiong.

"Brother Pizi and Brother Zhen?" Yang Qiong did not forget that although he had lost his loved ones, he still had brothers.

"They? I don't know, if I'm not mistaken, Brother Pizi should have gone to the Ancient Knife Tower. As for Yang Zhen, I don't know. "Yang Ning is not sure, because Yang Zhen's talent is still above Yang Pi, and the most suitable for Yang Zhen is the Northern Xuan Sword Sect. But I remember that Yang Zhen said that he would go to the Fog Hidden Gate to find Qin Ningyi. Yang Zhen's whereabouts, Yang Ning really doesn't know.

"That's good." After three years of growth, Yang Qiong has also grown a lot, especially after the tragedy of Yangjia Village, Yang Qiong's psychological growth is even greater.

Yang Qiong completely bid farewell to his previous youthfulness, and his eyes were very cold in the moonlight.

The feeling to Yang Ning is that he is another Yang Pi.

Yang Pi's talent can only be said to be in the middle and upper reaches, and it is precisely because of Yang Pi's cold obsession that Yang Pi has been achieved. never thought that the current Yang Qiong would actually become the next Yang Pi. Moreover, Yang Qiong's talent is better than Yang Pi, which is the most terrifying.

Under the moonlight, Yang Ning even felt the coldness.

……

Early the next morning.

Yang Ning and Yang Qiong buried more than 100 corpses in Yangjia Village. The venue is at the martial arts arena at the head of the village.

The two knelt quietly in front of the grave.

"What are your plans for the future?" Yang Ning asked.

"Plans? I don't know, I just want revenge. Yang Qiong's voice was cold.

"Revenge? What are you cultivating now? "Yang Ning didn't want Yang Qiong to die in vain.

"The pinnacle of the Fivefold Realm." Yang Qiong replied.

"The pinnacle of the Fivefold Realm? It's not enough. "Thinking back to that day, Lu Xuming, the number two person of the Lu family, was already a cultivator of the sixfold realm of the Guanshan Realm, and the cultivation of Yang Qiong's peak of the fivefold realm, if he wanted to face the Lu family, it was still a little insufficient. Moreover, behind the Lu family, there is also the Qushan tribe.

"So what do you say?" Yang Qiong also knew that his cultivation was a little insufficient. But he couldn't forget that his life was bought for the lives of a dozen playmates. I still remember that at that time, my playmate buried himself deep with his body, but he could only feel it with his eyes, that kind of pain, Yang Qiong felt that his heart was going to explode.

"You know what? My life was bought by Brother Yingfeng and Brother Yinghui. Yang Qiong knelt in front of the grave, almost roaring. Yang Qiong's emotions were out of control, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Calm down." Yang Ning held down Yang Qiong. How does this Yang Qiong feel like a powder keg, just a little bit.

"I can't ......calm down," Yang Qiong said, hugging his head and crying.

"You know what? Grandpa Qingyu fell right in front of me, and then was trampled into pulp by the silver-blooded iron horseman. Yang Qiong whimpered and sobbed.

"And I can only watch." The corners of Yang Qiong's eyes were blurred, and blood-colored tears rolled down, "I can only watch, ah......" Yang Qiong completely broke out, crying.

Yang Ning patted Yang Qiong's back and held Yang Qiong in his arms.

"Everything will pass." Yang Ning said softly.

The empty valley is restless, and it echoes for a long time.