Then.

A hoarse voice suddenly came from outside the window: "It's quite alert." ”

Luo Qingfeng was shocked.

After a moment's pause, he took the initiative to go over and push open the window.

Outside the window, a man with hair in a power suit stood there expressionlessly.

"Is that you?"

Luo Qingfeng naturally knew him.

I saw him for the first time when I was caught by the nightingale and went to Linshan Village that night.

The man with the hair stared at him sharply, nodded and said, "Sure enough, he is a person who cannot be seen, he looks like a weak scholar, but he is a cultivator." No wonder I didn't even see it that night. ”

Luo Qingfeng didn't speak again.

The man with the hair looked at him again, and said lightly: "I came today, not because of what you deceived that night, but because of what happened that night, I have already punished the nightingale." I came for the matter of Meng Fatzi, who was killed and even his body was melted. ”

The man with the hair stared into his eyes: "As far as I know, a few days before he was killed, I had a holiday with you. ”

Luo Qingfeng said: "So, you suspect that I killed him?" ”

The man with the hair flashed his eyes and said, "You shouldn't have the strength to kill him alone, but I still have to check your body." ”

Luo Qingfeng frowned: "How to check?" ”

The man with the hair looked faint: "Take off your clothes and let me take a look." His knife has a serious injury effect, if it hurts you, with the strength of your Open Heaven Two Star, it is impossible to recover so quickly. I'll just take a look, and you'll be able to get rid of suspicion. ”

Luo Qingfeng narrowed his eyes: "What if I don't let it?" ”

The man with the hair suddenly sneered: "Then I can only use force, and when the time comes, your cousin's family may also go to prison because of you." ”

Luo Qingfeng fell silent.

The man with the hair stood outside the window, looking at him playfully, but did not urge.

There was a long silence.

Luo Qingfeng slowly unbuckled his belt and took off his shirt, revealing his sturdy body.

The man with the hair frowned and said, "Turn around." ”

Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists, slowly released them, turned around, and turned his back to him.

The man-haired man didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

Luo Qingfeng stood in the room for a long time, and Fang raised his hand and slowly stroked the wound on his shoulder that day.

It's amazing, not even the scars are gone.

Is it because of the physique after the refining of the four stars of the open sky, or is it some other reason?

He didn't think much about it, put on his clothes, closed the window, and continued to cultivate.

He didn't go out again for a few days.

There are more and more people in the town.

When there are more people, there will naturally be more friction, and there will be fights and bloodshed every day.

Wangxing City sent a lot of people from the government to maintain order.

He hid in his house every day to cultivate, and every time he just went out to buy cooked meat, and then came back immediately, and did not venture outside the town again.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to the day before the date of marriage.

In the evening, when he was finishing his work, he was reading a book at his desk, when a loud bang suddenly came from the mountains and forests outside the town!

The whole town was shaken!

People thought there was an earthquake and rushed out of their houses.

Luo Qingfeng also came out of the room, stood in the small courtyard, and looked at the place where the sound came from.

Unfortunately, the outside of the whole town was extremely gray, as if it was covered by something, and it was impossible for the eye to penetrate.

At the same time, loud noises in the distance kept coming.

It lasted about half an hour.

By the time it got dark, everything had finally calmed down.

"It should be the tomb of the Great Demon that has appeared, right?"

Luo Qingfeng secretly guessed in his heart.

It's a pity that this kind of thing has nothing to do with a rookie cultivator like him who is just getting started and has no background.

Can't see out of town.

Obviously, the whole town had been locked down, and even if he wanted to get out, it would probably be impossible.

Just as he was about to return to the house, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Then, Song Wan'er's gentle voice sounded: "Cousin......"

Luo Qingfeng looked at the door, but did not open the door immediately, and after a while, Fang walked over and opened the courtyard door.

Song Wan'er wore a pink skirt and held a red robe in her arms, stood outside the door, looked at him a little shyly, and said softly: "Cousin, this is the new clothes Wan'er made for you, tomorrow we are married, you can wear it." ”

Luo Qingfeng glanced at it with complicated eyes, took it in his hand, and said, "Thank you." ”

Song Wan'er smiled shyly, looked at him with sparkling eyes, and said softly: "Cousin, don't be polite to Wan'er in the future, ...... in the future." We're a real family. ”

Luo Qingfeng was silent for a moment and moved away: "Do you want to come in and sit?" ”

Song Wan'er shook her head, her face flushed, and she said in a low voice: "The matchmaker said that the night before the marriage, men and women can't meet, and Wan'er still came over secretly, so she can't stay longer." ”

Luo Qingfeng didn't speak again, looking at her delicate and shy face.

Song Wan'er's face turned even redder, she lowered her head, bit her pink lip, and said softly: "Cousin, don't you have anything to say to Wan'er?" ”

Luo Qingfeng paused, looked at her delicate face, and said softly: "Wan'er, you are so beautiful......

The shame on the girl's face was even stronger, and her eyes were a little more happy.

Luo Qingfeng said: "Go back and rest early." ”

Song Wan'er raised her eyes and said softly, "Well, my cousin also rested early." ”

The two looked at each other for a few more moments.

Song Wan'er blushed and left shyly.

Luo Qingfeng stood at the gate of the small courtyard for a long time, and then closed the courtyard door.

"Tomorrow ......"

He looked up at the gray night sky.

"Tomorrow must be cloudy......"

It's night.

Outside the window, a light rain suddenly began to fall.

The autumn rain brought coolness, wetting the houses and streets of the town, as well as the mountains and forests dozens of miles away, as well as the people who were fighting there.

Of course, it's not just people.

The next day, the rain was still falling, but calm had returned to the town and outside the town.

This night, Luo Qingfeng slept exceptionally peacefully.

After dawn.

He put on the coarse cloth robe he had brought from Linshan Village and went out.

The brand-new red robe he had sent last night was hung by him at the head of the bed.

The autumn wind swept across the windowsill and entered the room, where the red robe hanging at the head of the bed swayed gently, just like the wedding robe that night when it hung at the head of the bed.

Luo Qingfeng got into the carriage, left the town, and went to Linshan Village.

The drizzle was hazy.

Some of the houses in the town have collapsed last night.

The woods passing by were also in shambles.

Luo Qingfeng opened the curtain and looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, as far as the eye could see, it was originally a high mountain, but now, it has been razed to the ground.

Many of the dense trees in the mountains and forests have also collapsed.

On the side of the road where the carriage passed, a lot of garbage was discarded, including food, clothing, and some broken weapons.

The coachman was in front of him and nagging.

"There was something big going on last night, and you guys who live in the town don't even know it...... I heard that there were monsters on the other side of the mountain, and the city sent a lot of people to encircle and suppress them, at that time, the sword light and sword shadow, the roar shook the sky, and the little second child lived in the village outside the town, but he saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears......

"In the middle of the night, a red moon appeared in the mountain, and a lot of things flew out of that place, and they were said to be treasures."

"A dog raised by the little old man was stabbed to death by a flying sword, it's really terrible......"

Luo Qingfeng's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Is that sword still there?" ”

The coachman smiled bitterly: "It's long gone, and during the third watch, many people from the government came to the village to look for it and took the sword away." I heard that many people in the city have been sent out to look for it today, and I guess they will pick up all the things that flew out of the mountains yesterday......"

Luo Qingfeng was secretly disappointed, and his eyes looked at the collapsed mountain forest in the distance again.

It's not just the government.

It is estimated that the demon clan and the demon clan have dispatched a lot of masters.

The coachman said again: "Childe, there is chaos outside during this time, people are being killed everywhere, what are you doing so far away?" ”

Luo Qingfeng was silent for a moment, glanced at the fire paper beside him, and said, "Go to the grave of grandma and deceased wife." ”

When the coachman heard this, he didn't dare to ask any more: "Oh, that little old man should hurry up, it's not good after noon." ”

"Smack!"

The whip sounded, and the horses galloped.

Luo Qingfeng lowered the curtain, lowered his head, and looked at the red jade in his palm.

The carriage was bumpy, and it was almost noon, and it finally arrived.

It's still some distance from the village.

But the roads were muddy, and the carriages couldn't get through.

Luo Qingfeng gave the only remaining silver to the coachman, then got out of the car and walked towards the village.

There was a dead silence in the village, and there was no life anymore.

Luo Qingfeng entered the village, slowed down, walked from the head of the village to the end of the village, and kept thinking of the bits and pieces of his life here.

The memory of that girl, at this moment, is the most profound.

He stood at the end of the village for a long time, and then went to the col behind him in the cold rain.

"Grandma, Zhao'er, I'm back......"

He looked up and looked through the hazy curtain of rain to the grave ahead.

But suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.

There seems to be one more thing on Zhao'er's grave.

If you look closely, it looks like a sword, stuck there crookedly.