At the top of the Burial Sword Peak, three figures stood majestically.

"The chicks will leave the nest one day, but this day really comes......".

Mu Qingyun looked at the cyan figure that was gradually moving away, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Mu Qingfeng looked at his eldest brother and smiled lightly, "What, eldest brother is reluctant?"

Mu Qingyun shook his head.

He took a sharp breath and slowly exhaled it, and after calming down a little, he said slowly.

"I can't be his shackles, neither can the Burial Sword Pavilion, not even this martial arts country.

It's time for him to break ......."

Mu Qingfeng on the side nodded and didn't say anything.

And Mu Zhu in front of the two brothers slowly spoke.

"Lin Fan, this child, has a tough heart, conduct, and qualifications are all one in a million, but he is still too immature.

If he grows up under the wings of the Burial Sword Pavilion, I am afraid that it will limit his development too much, and it will not be good for him.

When he goes out and really sees the world as it is, he will understand a lot, and the chicks will certainly not forget their nest when they are full-fledged.

And according to the ancestor's guess back then, that incident should have happened to Lin Fan's generation.

With Lin Fan's qualifications, even if he can't become one of the protagonists of that calamity, he should be able to participate in it."

Mu Qingyun nodded seriously.

He ...... Will be back, and with great surprises......".

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At the foot of the Burial Sword Pavilion Mountain, Lin Fan glanced back at the mountain peak, which was not too steep, and several large halls loomed under the cover of clouds and mist.

"At this time...... It should be the time for the disciples of the Burial Sword Pavilion to practice in the morning~."

smiled faintly, patted Xiao Hei's back gently, and walked away with a gust of wind......

......

Anxi province is mountainous, with overlapping mountains covering most of the province's area.

Fortunately, with Xiao Hei, Lin Fan was spared a lot of bumps and fatigue.

The first real long trip, Lin Fan actually didn't have any destination, and the Demon Beast Forest couldn't go for the time being.

Lin Fan not only got the fire spirit, but also killed a demon king, the Ice Spirit Cold Python.

No matter what, the Demon Beast Forest will not be peaceful recently, and Lin Fan, the culprit, of course, refuses to throw himself into the net.

So Lin Fan traveled all the way to the east, and Xiao Hei flew unhurriedly for two days, and finally Lin Fan settled in a low mountain range, ready to rest.

Although the military food pill had the same effect on Lin Fan as Xiao Hei, Lin Fan still couldn't help but want to eat some meat.

The fat fish in the clear spring in the mountains, the hares in the grass in the forest, and the bonfire lit by a pile of dead wood, Lin Fan's dinner was very rich.

Wiping the corners of his greasy mouth and patting his round belly, Lin Fan burped contentedly.

And a hare and a few small fish, for the three-meter-high wind eagle, it is really impossible to plug between the teeth.

So Xiao Hei, who was a little light-tongued, flew away to find food.

With a straw stick in his mouth, he stretched out comfortably, and Lin Fan fell on the grass and looked at the stars in the night sky.

"You kid, where does it look like you're going out to practice, is this clearly a spring outing", Ling Lao appeared aside, looked at the lazy Lin Fan, and shook his head with a smile.

"Uh...... Hey...... I also think it's too comfortable", Lin Fan replied with a mischievous wink.

"Hey...... You", looking at the 16-year-old child, Ling Lao smiled again.

"Huh?"

A breeze blew while laughing, and Lin Fan's expression changed and quickly turned over.

Sniffing the air hard, Lin Fan frowned.

"It's burnt, and this smell ......."

Lin Fan discerned the direction of the wind and walked over quickly.

Ling Lao looked at Lin Fan's back suspiciously, and also floated after him.

Because it was a soul body, Ling Lao couldn't distinguish the smell, and since Ling Lao didn't find anything abnormal, it meant that there should be no danger nearby.

After walking through the mountains for a quarter of an hour or so, I gradually saw the light of a fire in the col in the distance, and in the light of the fire, puffs of smoke were rising outward.

Lin Fan's expression was quite serious, and he silently walked towards the firelight.

After walking for a while, several wooden houses burning in the col appeared in front of me, and several charred corpses in the fire "sizzled" outward, exuding the smell of burning.

"It's true that it's the smell of burning corpses, but these people are ......", looking at the dumped wooden house and the dozen or so burned corpses beyond recognition, Lin Fan's brows furrowed.

This burnt smell Lin Fan couldn't be more familiar.

In order not to be eaten by demon beasts in the demon beast forest, Mu Qingyun burned nearly a hundred corpses with a fire snake, and the smell Lin Fan will never forget......

Walking to a wooden house that had not yet been lit, Lin Fan walked in.

The doors were wide open, and the inside was a mess.

On a dilapidated wooden bed lay a gray-haired old man, who by this time had long since lost his breath, and a blackened round wound on his chest robbed him of his life.

And under the old man's bed, a child a few years old was brutally cut into two pieces, and the blood on the ground had not dried up at the moment.

Looking at the corpse with round eyes and a frightened face, and the child who died tragically on the ground, Lin Fan's eyes were cold, and he turned around and walked out......

......

After searching several rooms in a row, it was roughly the same, and there was not a single living hole left in the room that had not yet been lit.

Most of the deceased were old people or children, and without exception they died in a miserable state, full of horror, thinking that they must have experienced all kinds of terrible things before they died.

The smell of burnt paste made Lin Fan's stomach churn for a while, and the hundreds of cold and miserable corpses in nearly forty rooms made his scalp tingle......

"These should be ordinary mountain people, but who would kill these unarmed people so cruelly."

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed.

Ling Lao also frowned slightly when he stood on Lin Fan's side, he couldn't smell the smell, but the nearly a hundred broken corpses also made him a little angry.

"Of course it's done by people, only people can be so cruel, even if the ferocious demon beasts hunt humans, it's out of the instinct of predation, but they only hunt and don't kill.

And it is precisely human beings who boast wisdom and flaunt civilization that will commit such atrocious acts."

Lin Fan's face was cold, and he nodded slightly in agreement.

"Could it be...... It's a bandit".

Ling Lao shook his head, "The thieves robbed the property, but where did the property come from in this poor little mountain village.

And even if the thieves come here to rob, there is no need to slaughter the village, and they do their best to fish, kill chickens and eggs.

Nor is this an act of a bandit."

Lin Fan nodded again, and then thought about it seriously......

After calming down and analyzing carefully for a while, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"They did come to rob, but not for the money.

They abducted all the young ...... in the village."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Ling Lao also found a problem, "Yes, most of the dead are old people and children, and no one else was found in the village, so it should have been taken away."

But who wants to slaughter a small mountain village and kidnap the young men of the village?"

Ling Lao was a little puzzled again.

"Then we have to ask these murderers."

Lin Fan said coldly.

"Based on the situation in the village and the behavior of the deceased, the massacre should not last more than two hours.

There are 40 families in the village, and a few have dozens of young adults.

And they are all ordinary people, they will not act too fast, and if they take the dozens of ordinary people who have been captured, the murderer will not go too far out of the ......."

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......

In the dense forest, under the light of a few torches, more than 20 men and women staggered forward slowly with gloomy expressions.

Everyone was coarsely clothed and covered with blood, and a long rope of ox tendons tied everyone's hands, tying more than two dozen people into a string.

Around them, several black-clothed warriors with hideous faces held torches and drove these people forward.

"Ah......h

With an exclamation, a woman in cloth folded her hands in front of her chest and squatted on the ground, causing the entire team to stop.

"Smack......

A burly man in black with a scar on his face slapped the screaming woman to the ground, then grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up.

"Stinky bitch, shame on your face".

After a curse, the scar warrior reached into the coarse cloth blouse of the woman he was lifting, and rubbed it vigorously a few times, and the rough force made the woman in his hand painful, and immediately turned pale and trembled all over.

"Old Scar, what are you doing", an angry shout came.

The man in black at the head walked towards him.

The man with the scar was stunned for a moment, and then said with a lewd smile, "Hehe, boss, we have lived in this mountain for more than half a year, and we haven't opened meat for a long time.

The middle-aged man in black led by him slowly approached, glared and shouted, "I still want to be happy, if we can't rush back before dawn, we won't even be able to live, and you will be happy......

Death is considered light, if the master is angry......

Hmph, think about the consequences yourself."

Hearing this, the black-clothed warrior called Old Scar shuddered, and seemed to be more afraid of the consequences than death.

Looking back at the cloth-clothed woman, Old Scar's face became hideously twisted.

"It's all you slut"

Then he threw a punch......

"Bang~"

The cloth-clothed woman's body shrank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

And several men who were tied up together beside him looked at this scene indifferently, and their expressions did not rise at all, as if they had become numb.

The cloth-clothed woman stood up tremblingly, but the old scar untied the leather whip from her waist and suddenly threw it over.

"Smack......

There was a crisp sound, and another blood mark was added to the cloth-clothed woman's body.

"Get up, get up and hurry up," Scar shouted and pulled out several whips in quick succession.

The crowd howled in pain, and then they all stood up like walking corpses and continued on their way......