More than a thousand miles away from Lin Hai City, 100,000 mountains flooded the sight. At the foot of a certain mountain range, there is a terraced rice field that falls in a wavy shape. The late rice in the field is in full bloom, and the green is bright. On the edge of Tian Mo, a simple thatched house was also built.

This huge mountain field seems to be the only one family. Very little.

"When I had left yesterday, I saw the sky with the mountain on my back, the same blue..."

A young man in white rode on the back of a buffalo and walked slowly from the field. The immature children's voices are blown by the morning breeze of the rice waves, which is more beautiful and pleasant. With a beautiful smile on his face, the boy stroked a handful of short black hair on his forehead, and then sang loudly with great interest.

"When I woke up from a sweet dream, in the early morning, I rode the ox with my head up, and walked through the intersection of yesterday's road, and the heavens gave me a beautiful beauty... Blood Arrow Cloud, Blood Arrow Cloud, you are the soul in the dream of Caixia, you are the spirit that dances in the sky..."

The beautiful singing and the cheering of the rice waves in the terraced fields filled the mountains and the sky. The smile on the boy's cheek was like his youthful hope, unbridled and unstoppable.

"Wahaha, ah..." scribbled together a song, the bull riding boy laughed heartily, and Ren was young ** edified. Then he opened his hands again, looked up at the nascent sun in the sky, and his immature voice was sonorous and powerful: "I must let the world know that I, Lin Xiaoyun, have come, yes, I want to change my fate!"

"The future is an untouchable net, I believe it, but with my strength, let me break through, let me break through..."

Singing again. This young Lin Xiaoyun is really in a good mood.

"It's time to have fun. Come back soon. An old voice seemed to come from the thatched hut not far away, kind and with a faint sense of relief.

"Grandpa... Grandpa, you're back!" Lin Xiaoyun turned his gaze to the moment in front of the thatched house, and his face was suddenly full of surprise. Briskly and hastily jumped off the back of the ox and ran towards the hut.

In front of a thatched house. An old man in his old age looked at Lin Xiaoyun who came up from the ridge in front of the door, with a loving and satisfied smile on his ugly face. This ragged old man was actually the old beggar who saved Xia Yang's three people! And he still held a porcelain bowl begging for food in his dead gray palm, betraying his identity.

"This child, though he has no good roots. The old beggar shook his head softly, his horrified face full of hope, "But it will be much better than his uncompetitive brother." ”

"Grandpa, you've been in the city for three months, and Xiaoyun thinks about you day and night. Lin Xiaoyun ran to the earthen dam in front of the thatched hut, and his whole body leaped into the arms of the old beggar, hugging and hugging, very happy.

"Yo, my little girl. The old beggar's weak skeleton obviously couldn't bear to toss, and he trembled a little, rubbing Lin Xiaoyun's nose and scolding with a smile: "The boss is not small, and he is still naughty in this life." Life in the city is not easy, grandpa and I have to beg for a living, so you kid have to work hard. ”

"Begging?" Lin Xiaoyun was stunned, and suddenly sadness appeared on his face: "Grandpa, it's really hard for you... You didn't find Daddy?"

"The city is too big for Grandpa to find. The old beggar sighed slightly.

"Dad, you're back. At this time, a middle-aged woman in plain clothes walked by the path outside the earthen dam, holding a bamboo basket full of fresh vegetables. The middle-aged woman's face was a little haggard, but she couldn't hide the joy of anticipation, and said softly: "It's good that Dad is okay to come back, I'll go cook for you." ”

"Mother, Xiaoyun will help you make a fire. Lin Xiaoyun got off the old beggar and ran over happily.

"Autumn flowers. The old beggar looked at the middle-aged woman and cried out with a sigh: "I have suffered you all these years, and my unfortunate son has not returned home for more than ten years... Alas, I can see these old men. ”

"Daddy, don't talk about that. The woman's autumn flowers buried the sadness on her face, and forced a smile: "It's good that Dad can come back." ”

"Alas," the old beggar let out a long sigh, sighing out the deep helplessness. He also said: "Qiuhua, there are three little guests in the house today, and they are also hungry for a while, so let's cook more meals." ”

"Yes, Dad. ”......

'Where am I?' Xia Yang suddenly felt that he was wrapped in endless pain, and in addition to this extreme pain, there was an unspeakable pain and sorrow, making him panic, scared, sad, and even escape!

The world seems to be black and vast, with faint starry spots.

The wind in my ears is blowing, and I want to rub my confused eyes to see this place clearly, but it seems that I can't do it?

But the dark world began to fade on its own, retreating...

Neatly stacked coffins, stench of haze gases, huge chains shaking in pitch black... The scenery gradually became clear in Xia Yang's eyes.

"Temple of the Dead!"

Xia Yang's eyes were blood-red, and all the pent-up hatred was like a sudden flash flood and a monstrous soup!

"Kill!"

However, everything was finally left pale, and Xia Yang burst into tears.

This scene is a sad heart that tears apart. Xia Yang even thought of escaping and not daring to face it like never before.

"Master...", choking, letting the tears flow uncontrollably, Xia Yang almost felt that he could not find himself, and the whole world was deducing the despair of being shattered.

Mu Sheng, who was locked by black iron chains, his body had been emaciated to the point of being unbearable, and there were too many illusory and terrifying images drilling in and out of that loose clothes... His face was even more jawy, his cheeks were flabby into folds, his lips had lost their color, and the sparse strands of hair on his head had withered to the point of lifelessness. Although he looked serenely with his eyes slightly closed, his whole face really couldn't hide the struggle and persistence that he was trying to endure in extreme pain.

"Master!" Xia Yang fell to his knees on the surface of the black stains, tearing his heart out.

As if the two worlds were separated, Mu Sheng's expression did not change at all.

"Master!"... Xia Yang's head desperately bumped against the surface, and a pool of blood suddenly burst out of his forehead. The monotonous fist clenched tightly slammed into the surface of the iron-rough ground again and again, and the crisp and sonorous crash and hysterical shouts filled the vast underground palace like hell, and the echo was desolate and loud.

"Master!"

"Master!" ......

The screams were filled with no echo despair, and Xia Yang was pale and helpless. ...

However, Xia Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, and in an instant, he was smeared blood-red by endless anger!

A young man in a black shirt appeared, wearing a long braid, his hands behind his back, and his pale face was vicious and lonely.

The black-shirted young man stared at Mu Sheng gloomily, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth twisted: "Old thing... Is it true that pain has no deterrent to you?, since you are willing to be the enemy of my Death Temple, then my second ghost prince, let you see..."

"There are actually people ?..." The pupils of the second ghost prince suddenly shrank, and the moment he turned his head, a sharp cold light suddenly shot towards the place where Xia Yang was!

Xia Yang's heart trembled, and an extraordinarily dangerous cold glow had completely wrapped himself!

However, from the expression of the second ghost prince, it was known that he did not see very clearly, and his eyes wandered in the place where Xia Yang was, as if he was trying to lock on.

"Playing ghost with my second ghost prince? I'll let you see the space ghost eyes of this prince!"

The forehead of the second ghost prince suddenly cracked into a tiny blood crack, and a strange pitch-black pupil suddenly appeared on his forehead, and shot towards Xia Yang with an incomparably penetrating light!

Xia Yang suddenly felt that he was about to be shattered, extremely frightened! His life was almost a million fragile under this penetration, all the severe pain and all kinds of senseless contradictions were intertwined in him, and finally he was completely left with no help himself!

At the last moment, Xia Yang suddenly felt that the pupils of his master Mu Sheng were open, and then he was completely liberated, like the wind and smoke, and naturally separated from this world......

"Soul Thoughts?..." The mouth of the second ghost prince opened wide, too many to believe, and he couldn't even help but shake his head: "It's actually just a soul thought? would you so unscrupulously shuttle to the underworld hall of my Death Temple? It's fun, it's fun..."

"If you didn't guess wrong, it has a lot to do with you?" The second ghost prince turned his head slightly and looked at Mu Sheng with an evil smile.

Mu Sheng didn't even glance at the Second Ghost Prince, his pupils closed slightly. Returned to the silent world.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. The second ghost prince knew that he couldn't get an answer, and he didn't really want to get it, so he said slowly: "It looks like a kid who hasn't yet entered the spiritual path, and this prince is really surprised and can't believe it." The days without opponents are lonely, it seems that this time there is finally one, a very handsome boy, but there is too much hatred, hehe..."

"Someone!"

"Second prince, subordinates are coming. After a gloomy word, a miserable white and hairless human head suddenly condensed out of the swirling black fog and suspended in the air of the underground palace. It is the Lord of the Dead Temple.

"I want that kid to not be able to get out of the South Gate Domain, dead or alive. The second ghost prince seemed to be disappointed in himself, and his lonely gaze slowly raised: "Although this prince likes the feeling of being an opponent, if he lets him grow freely, he will only be very ignorant." ”

"I don't know who the second prince wants?" the Lord of the Dead Hades Temple still didn't understand.

"That's him. The second ghost prince said that his forehead suddenly cracked, and at the moment when the strange pupils appeared, a black and white image appeared in the air. This image is Xia Yang's extremely angry face and his silhouette that drifted away like smoke in an instant.

"No one can escape the space ghost eye of this prince, since he dares to come, he naturally has to leave his life behind. ”

"The subordinates will dispatch the backbone of the main hall, and let the South Gate Domain become the burial place of this kid!"