The boy was still carefree, and the cub lay quietly in the corner, as if sleeping with his eyes closed.

After a while, the cub slowly opened his eyes, but this time, the cub did not look at the carefree boy, but at the young father who had just left the door.

This existence that can change the fate of young people in this endless cycle.

After a little staring, the cub slowly withdrew his gaze.

This time, the cub didn't have any more clumsy plans, and let the cogs of the boy's fate run slowly.

Under the order of the imperial court, more than 1,000 conscripts were requisitioned, and the young man's father once again embarked on the road of no return to escort the conscripts according to the established fate.

Only this time, the boy seemed to have a premonition of something, and suddenly pestered his father and followed his father on this road of no return.

The fate of the teenager has once again embarked on an unprecedented fork in the road.

The county seat is not far from the county seat, hundreds of miles, even if it is escorted by conscription, it is only a matter of more than half a month.

The so-called conscription, the so-called county town, is obviously just a front.

Hundreds of thousands of conscripts have gathered, and since that order was issued, the fate of everyone has been completely sealed.

On this day, southwest of the county.

In the mountains, hundreds of thousands of conscripts from all over the world gathered.

Similarly, it is also a team of patrols who are escorted from the north and south of the world, and they are still working hard to maintain the order of these hundreds of thousands of people.

This gathering alone lasted for nearly half a month.

In half a month, everyone only saw that there were more and more people gathered in this valley.

All inspections have only received one order, that is, to maintain order and wait for orders.

Until all the conscripts were gathered, hundreds of thousands of people, stretching to the entire valley, it was difficult to count them in detail.

The boy is very excited, so many people, the customs and words of the south and the north, in terms of the young man's heart, is simply to see the world, and everything is extremely novel.

In late autumn, the sun sets.

The bleak autumn wind swept in the mountains, the fallen leaves flew like rain, a touch of sunset sprinkled in the sky, and the dark golden color was stained, which was very magnificent and very beautiful.

For all the people who gather in this valley and have nothing to do, the beauty of the sunset is also a good place to chat.

But this day, it seems, is different.

The remnant sun is like blood, but it is becoming more and more scarlet.

The entire heavenly vault seemed to be stained with blood.

Countless people were talking, and the noise filled the valley, but at some point, this noise suddenly calmed down, almost silent, and there was an abrupt dead silence.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the figure standing in the air in a daze.

A wide black robe covers the figure, and it is difficult to see the slightest hint of it, only a gaze of indifference, looking at all beings like ants.

Behind him, a flag was hoisted high, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The old man looked indifferently at the people in the valley, his eyes did not see the slightest fluctuation, only to see him raise his hand and roll up, the flag hung in the sky, the remnant sun covered, the sky was dim, and the rolling ghost qi was like the heavenly river pouring down, sweeping towards the valley.

At this moment, it was like a hell on earth, the creatures in the valley, but all those who were contaminated by the ghost qi were like being Ling Chi, their flesh and blood fell off little by little, their faces were hideous, and they died little by little in despair and painful wails.

Almost instantly, a large number of mundane mortals were swept by the ghostly aura, and under the scene of hell on earth, countless miserable screams and wails resounded through the valley in an instant.

The young man's face turned pale, and although his father was frightened, he still reacted in time, grabbed the young man, and ran away towards the valley for his life.

But it is evident that all this, under the unimaginable power of ordinary people, is in vain.

It doesn't make any sense.

At this moment, the valley was also completely blocked, and there was nowhere to escape.

And the wave of ghost qi that swept away did not stop in the slightest, wantonly devouring and destroying hundreds of thousands of living beings in the valley.

"Dad, I'm afraid!"

The boy trembled.

"Mu'er, don't be afraid, Daddy is here, Daddy is here!"

"With Daddy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

The father held the boy in his arms, suppressed the fear, and tried to comfort the boy, as if he ...... It's also comforting myself.

The wave of ghostly energy is approaching, and everywhere you look, there is the bloody cruelty of a hell on earth.

The two fathers and sons, who are snuggled together, can only desperately wait for the established cruel fate to come at this moment.

The ghost qi swept through, and without any accidents, the two snuggled fathers and sons were completely devoured.

The flesh rotted and fell, and the father also tried to get in front of the boy, trying to get the boy ...... A little less pain, a little less despair......

Wailing, despair......

The boy was no exception, on the trembling body, the flesh and blood fell off piece by piece, the organs corroded, and even the white bones in the body could be peeked.

But at this moment, the young man, who was trembling uncontrollably with fear, suddenly stopped trembling and suddenly stopped wailing and screaming.

As if from a dream, he looked down at his own decaying and falling body, feeling the pain and torment that bordered on despair.

The young man has a hard time seeing the eye sockets, and there are even traces of blood and tears oozing out.

He slowly looked at the figure trying to stand in front of him, this was not a tall, but extremely majestic father.

"Father's ......"

The boy's throat shrank, but under the rapid erosion, he only let out a twisted roar.

In the next moment, the young man looked up violently at the black-robed old man in the sky who looked at all beings like ants, and in his rotten eyes, there was a strong hatred and killing intent that could not be restrained by the flesh.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Avenge my father!"

"I want him dead!"

"Kill him for me!"

The boy roared, almost madly hideous!

At this moment, in the decay of stepping towards death, a faint phantom condensed, green shirt and white hair, standing with his hands in his hands.

The overwhelming wave of ghost qi swept and landed on this phantom figure, but it did not set off the slightest fluctuation, not even the corners of its clothes.

"The torture of my father is a thousand times more repaid to him!"

The boy looked up at the phantom, his voice hoarse, but extremely determined.

The green shirt and white hair, except for the staining of more years and this frosty white hair, the others are almost exactly the same as him, there is no difference.

Just like the man in the mirror, the moon in the water......

At this moment, the person in the mirror, the moon in the water, is also looking at the hideous-looking teenager.

The four eyes looked at each other, wearing a green shirt and white hair, and the indescribable complexity seemed to be visible in his eyes.

The short life of a teenager is only an inch of land in Qinghe.

What a teenager wants is nothing more than the ordinary life of a secular family.

The boy's greatest reliance, greatest reliance, and greatest tranquility are none other than his father, who is regarded as one of the ants.

The spiritual world is, after all, the reflection of the young man's soul and derived.

The existence of the boy's father is the existence of Optimus Prime, and it is the peace in the boy's cognition.

Without the existence of this supernatural pillar, the boy is the desperate boy who fainted after hearing the bad news, and the future is dim.

The grace of dripping water is still reciprocated by springs.

But he took away people's bodies and everything, but he didn't even inherit people's cause and effect.

The pain of losing his father, the sea of blood hatred......

The cycle of cause and effect, with this cause, there is also the result of this endless cycle.

He is Chu Mu, and he is also a young man.

is also Chu Mu, he is him, and he is also him......

But he ...... But he ignored this hatred, and even after he knew that this hatred existed, he didn't care about it in the slightest.

And the root of this hatred ......

Chu Mu looked up, the black-robed old man was terrifying, and his majestic power was completely beyond the imagination of the world.

For him, he is no stranger.

The situation in the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation Realm was already the focus of his attention back then.

The Li family in Nanshan is the top force in Dachu, so it is naturally the top priority of his attention.

This Li family Zhenren, who once sacrificed more than a million mortals with blood and refined a magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, is obviously not a secret to him and to the immortal cultivation world.

Nanshan Li Yun, Jindan early cultivation.

The only uncertainty is that I don't know if this Li family Jindan is still alive now when the Li family in Nanshan exists in name only.

At this moment, perceiving Chu Mu's outliergy, Li Yun looked vigilant, looked at Chu Mu with jealousy, a banner to protect himself, and asked loudly: "What is the intention of Daoist friends to my land?" ”

Chu Mu turned a blind eye, he raised his hand to wipe it, and with a touch of the cold blade, it slowly condensed with his palm brushing in front of him.

Soon, a three-foot blade was in front of Chu Mu.

At this time, Chu Mu looked at the young man again, he raised his hand and flicked it, and the blade flew out, and in an instant, the blade hung in front of the young man.

"You will avenge the revenge of this world."

"I will avenge the revenge of this world."

Hearing this, the young man did not hesitate at all, and as soon as he grasped the blade, his almost resentful gaze was fixed on the black-robed old man in an instant.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the old man made a decisive move, and a banner spun rapidly, and countless resentful ghosts swooped down with a roar.

"Kill!"

The young man raised his blade high, and with a hoarse roar, he stabbed ...... Hack down!

At this moment, the sound of the knife was crisp, the overwhelming spirit of the forest, and the countless resentful ghosts and evil ghosts were as fragile as foam under the light of this knife.

The sword light flickered, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be divided.

Looking at it again, what was cut off was not heaven and earth, but the banner that covered the sky and the sun, and the fierce black-robed old man.

"Die!"

The young man was hysterical, a three-foot blade waved wildly, and the light of the knife crisscrossed and staggered, all flying towards the old man who had been cut off.

Just like Ling Chi's punishment, every knife of the young man is a deep crack that has sunk into the old man's body.

It wasn't until the young man was exhausted that the old man who was imprisoned in the sky by the sword domain, the criss-crossing cracks, slowly bloomed.

Blood rained down, and countless pieces of flesh fell from the sky.

The boy wept bitterly.

Chu Mu was silent......

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(End of chapter)