"Liu Lin, what's going on?" Cheng Wei saw an acquaintance in the crowd and walked over to ask.

When the man heard Cheng Wei's voice, he turned around, his face was ugly, and he whispered: "It's Cheng Wei, there is a machine array in front of you, you can't pass it, it's really dangerous." ”

"Do you see what the formation is?" Cheng Wei glanced back at Yang Fan, turned his face to Liu Lin and said.

Following Cheng Wei's gaze, Liu Lin saw Yang Fan, his eyes suddenly lit up, his face showed joy, he ignored Cheng Wei, walked up to Yang Fan in a few steps, and bowed respectfully.

His expression was very excited, and he said to Yang Fan: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Yang, and we are expected to pass this time." ”

Yang Fan returned the salute with a smile, he also knew this Liu Lin, and he was also a disciple of the Chuan Gong Palace, and everyone was still very familiar with each other.

"What's wrong? Isn't there anyone passing through this formation?"

He glanced at the people present, and the cultivation was below the seventh level of the Lingwu Martial Arts, and several of them were slightly injured.

"We didn't be able to step out of the five meters, and we automatically retreated, in front of us was a phantom array, we only felt that after entering, it was a strange shijie, and the mind would be stimulated by various illusions, and when we woke up, we had already retreated. ”

Liu Lin talked about the scene of breaking into the formation, with palpitations on his face, and he seemed to not want to recall the incident of Yujian in the phantom array.

"Well, I see! Then all the people who passed through were more than seven?" Yang Fan had already guessed what was going on with the phantom array, and asked lightly.

"Yes, it's all over, all the strong people of the Sevenfold Spirit Martial Arts have brought their own people over, our group of people can't pass without the protection of the strong, and we ask Senior Brother Yang to help." Liu Lin said sincerely.

"I'll give it a try!" Yang Fan did not answer his request directly, the phantom array, this is also his first time, whether he can pass or not, or not.

"Be careful!" Cheng Wei and Huang Kaishan looked at Yang Fan.

"Senior Brother Yang, be careful!"

The others looked at Yang Fan expectantly, their faces full of hope.

Now everyone's hopes are pinned on Yang Fan.

His strength is obvious to all among the outer disciples, and that life and death challenge to the Moon Sword has made everyone remember him.

Yang Fan moved, his actions involved everyone's heartbeat, his eyes moved with his footsteps, and the expectation in his eyes became more and more intense.

Rumble!

The sound triggered by the formation came out, and a white light suddenly shot out from the cave wall, enveloping Yang Fan's body, the white light was like a scorching sun, dazzling, Yang Fan only felt that his body was light, and then it sank, and when he looked around, he appeared in the vast void.

The feet are dangling in the air, the body has no roots, just standing in the air, up and down, left and right, there is endless nothingness.

After Yang Fan looked at it for a week, he immediately closed his eyes, this is the phantom array, there will definitely be an illusion, he wants to calm his mood in order to face the impending illusion.

Waiting quietly, the waiting illusion did not appear, I don't know how long it has passed, Yang Fan opened his eyes and found that he had broken away from the illusion array, and Cheng Wei looked at him with a smile.

frowned with some doubts, Yang Fan would have something wrong, but he couldn't figure it out.

It is impossible for the phantom array to be without illusions! But with the real brothers in front of him, he had to believe that he had passed.

Cheng Wei and Huang Kaishan came over with a smile and stretched out their hands to greet him.

Without thinking about it anymore, Yang Fan had a smile on his face, and he was about to celebrate with his brothers.

But!

Cheng Wei walked in front of him, suddenly his face showed a hideous color, and with a wave of his hand, a dagger shining with blue light appeared in his hand, which stabbed into his heart at once.

"You ......" Yang Fan was instantly filled with boundless pain, not only physical pain, but also the betrayal of his brother.

"Poof......

Behind him, Huang Kaishan also slapped his vest with a palm at the same time, and under the severe pain, Yang Fan spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Unwilling, sad, and lost, Yang Fan looked at the two of them, like falling into a cold ice hell, and his mind was spinning.

The toxin quickly spread throughout his body, and strangely, the Light Dragon in his body did not react at all, as if it did not exist.

"'Bright Jue' is gone...... Yang Fan's body was as soft as boiled noodles, and he slowly fell to the ground.

In the distance, Liu Lin smiled proudly, and pointed at Yang Fan with others, as if he was saying something, but Yang Fan couldn't hear it clearly, he felt that his heart was so cold that he had lost all his heat.

I don't know how long he lay down, but drops of hot and hot raindrops fell on his face, and in the blink of an eye, it was cold and cold.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the crying beauty in front of him, and was pleasantly surprised.

"Mother......" Yang Fan's eyes were wet, looking at the woman holding him and crying, and shouted excitedly.

Although it has been more than ten years since his mother left him, he still remembers everything about her, the eyes, the eyebrows, the long brown hair, the warm eyes, and the feeling of loving hands holding him.

Mother, how many times can I call the name in my dreams, finally, appeared in front of him.

His mother was haggard and older, but he felt that she was more beautiful.

How many times did he cry in his mother's arms, how many times did he brush his face between his mother's hands, how many times did tears wet his mother's clothes......

"Fan'er......" Mother saw Yang Fan wake up, let go of her hands, no care, no look, no care, ignoring Yang Fan's longing eyes, she retreated like the wind, gradually, farther and farther away, until she was gone, and only her whispered and loving call echoed in the air......

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

......

Yang Fan shouted at the place where his mother disappeared, over and over again, but his mother did not appear again after all.

Hoarse voice, tears filled his clothes, Yang Fan stood up in pain, the wound in his heart was still shocking, and the blood gushed out like a spring, without the slightest sign of stopping.

He was tired and tired, and drowsiness came to him, and he wanted to sleep, a sleep that would never wake up, and perhaps it would make him forget his brother's betrayal, his mother's ruthless departure.

In a blur, two pretty figures appeared in his sleepy sight.

The beautiful voice like a yellow warbler dispelled his sleepiness, and he opened his eyes to look at the smiling Wan'er and Yunsheng.

"Help me......" Yang Fan saw Yunshang and Wan'er with a smile on their faces, and stretched out his hand, as if he was about to grasp the straw that saved his life.

However, the two women took two steps back in disgust, letting his hands flutter in the air, and their smiles turned to coldness.

"Yang Fan, it's not that we won't save you, it's that you shouldn't deceive me, you have nothing to do with me!" Yun Sheng said, his body slowly dissipating.

"Brother Fan, you want to get rid of my father? You want to run away from me? You die! Wan'er will be happier if you die. Wan'er's eyes were full of sadness, and she disappeared like a breeze after speaking.

Pain!

Yang Fan felt that the taste of pain worse than the wound in his heart filled his whole body, and every pore and cell was trembling, releasing his pain and sorrow.

Helpless, hesitant, regretful, Yang Fan's heart was dripping blood, the look on his face gradually dimmed, and he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Laughing madly, laughing sadly, laughing tearfully.

He doesn't blame Wan'er, he doesn't blame Yunshang, and even Chengwei and their betrayal, he no longer blames.

He only blames himself, and it was he who did wrong that made them treat him like this.

Everything was still, the sound of the wind in his ears disappeared, the scenery in front of him disappeared, the pain in his heart was gone, and he was now only empty and confused.

Maybe death is really the most correct choice for him, since he lives in this world and has no memory, why should he be nostalgic again?