"Mother!"

Ah Fan rushed home, pushed open the door violently, and stopped in his footsteps. The courtyard was empty, described as Xiao Suo, and the old slaves of the family were nowhere to be seen. Less than overnight, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds.

She looked around in disbelief, her heart was already half cold. After a moment's hesitation, she lifted her foot over the threshold.

"Big brother, second brother!"

"Ayan?"

Ah Fan called out the names of her relatives, but no matter how much she shouted, she didn't hear any response.

In the courtyard, a long black sword lay on a fallen leaf.

That's the second brother's sword!

Ah Fan rushed over and picked up the long sword and held it in his arms, the long sword was stained with blood and sludge, and it was no longer as bright as before.

The mountain ghost realm is like spring all year round, but the Muqing Courtyard where they live seems to have experienced the baptism of the autumn wind, and the trees in the courtyard are sparse and withered, and the grass and trees are withered. The fallen leaves spread all over the ground, almost burying the long sword.

Only then did Ah Fan realize that the clan must have encountered a great disaster. And Ah Hui wants to take her out, I'm afraid she knows this. The life and death of her family members are now unknown, and she is also dispossessed at the moment, so she doesn't know what to do.

At this moment, she thought of Ah Hui.

She tied up Ah Hui and threw her there to die, but now she was scared, if even Ah Hui had an accident, she really didn't know who to look for.

Perhaps, it's not too late, she has to bring Ah Hui back quickly. As long as the current level is passed, when the family members come back, she will have a chance to kill Ah Hui in the future.

For Ah Fan, Ah Hui is mortal. Once her murderous intent is raised, it will be difficult to extinguish it anymore.

Ah Fan picked up the sword and hid it under the stone table, and when he turned to leave, the huge plane tree in the courtyard suddenly burst into flames.

This is...... What's going on!?Ah Fan was startled and took a few steps back, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Why is this happening? Ah Fan was scared. These 700-year-old sycamore trees have long had their own tree spirits, and the tree spirits are derived from the spirit to protect the tree. The plane tree was ignited this time, and I am afraid that the tree spirit was hit hard, and the tree itself was hit hard, and the oil ran out and the lamp was dry and could no longer protect itself. However, trees will never burn on their own, I am afraid ......

She tried to escape, but it was too late.

"Yo, didn't the mountain ghost who missed it come to the door by himself now? There was a joking voice in the sky.

Ah Fan was startled and turned around to escape. In an instant, an afterimage fell from the sky, stepping on the burning dead branch and falling in front of the plane tree, blocking her way.

The sycamore tree was wrapped in raging fire, and the "crackling" sound of the branches cracking in his ears stimulated Ah Fan's heart. Fear struck her limbs in an instant, numbing her limbs and unable to move.

Behind her was a huge flame, and a young man in a dark green power suit slowly walked towards her. But after walking halfway, he changed his mind and sat down on a stone bench beside him.

"Hello, the third lady of the mountain lord's family. Xumo curled his lips and smiled evilly, waving his hand at her. The slender eyes glanced at her faintly, caught a glimpse of her small movements, and the fierce color flashed in her eyes with a warning.

"In the order of the lower human race. ”

Ah Fan was frightened, and the hand holding the poison powder shook, and the small packet of poison powder fell to the ground.

A small cluster of flames jumped with the wind on the tip of the knife, and with a slight shake of Xumo's hand, the flames fell far onto the poisonous powder and burned it clean.

Ah Fan hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and retreated, staring at the seemingly lazy man with wide eyes.

Xumo put away the scimitar in his hand and stuck it in his waist, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Ah Fan, a cold light flashed in his amber eyes, and he straightened Erlang's legs to look at her and seemed to smile.

"The subordinates under me went around most of the forest and didn't find you, but I didn't expect to catch you just by burning an old tree to play. Ha~ Luck is really good. Xumo clapped his hands and laughed.

He reached under the table and reached for a long sword. The sword is black, with intricate patterns engraved on it, and the hilt is also engraved with patterns, which looks like honeysuckle.

Xu Mo sneered: "A big man's sword is actually carved with flowers?" The sword was held in his hand, and Xu Mo glanced at Ah Fan, who was looking at the sword nervously. It is said that the mountain ghost clan produces a beauty, and the beauty under the firelight is really more pleasing to the eye.

Xumo raised the sword in his hand and waved it at Ah Fan, who didn't know what he was going to do, so he was vigilant and subconsciously took a step back. In the next second, Xumo threw his sword into the fire in the light of the fire.

"Let me tell you the truth, your aunt was stabbed in the heart by your second brother's sword and died of blood. How about helping you refine this sword? ”

"You! you!" shouted angrily. Her mother, her older brothers and sisters...... and the sycamore tree that she regarded as family, and he actually played with their lives like grass and Kan.

Her body trembled, and fear and anger collided in her chest, finally allowing her to explode.

"Who are you!?Who the hell are you!?" Ah Fan glared at him angrily. The anger in her heart burned her chest, and she only felt like she couldn't breathe, and her eyes were hot as if they were about to burst.

She caught a glimpse of the fire in the distance, and thought of the miserable scene in the forest, and I am afraid that the fire in the mountain was also set by that person.

Xumo chuckled, "In the lower human race, Xumo." ”

"Where are they, my mother!?"

"Well, they're all in the iron cage below. However, as I said, He Nujun is dead. ”

Xumo looked up at the plane tree in the sea of fire, revealing a cruel smile.

"Now that the sycamore tree has been burned, He Nujun should not be able to be reborn. ”

The term "rebirth" has never been heard of by his mother and brother. She didn't know that every mountain lord had a sacred tree as a companion, and once the mountain lord died, she could borrow the sacred tree tree to be reborn, but the reborn spirit was not the original.

Although she didn't sort out Xumo's words, she knew one thing clearly, that is, her mother would not come back.

Suddenly, her mother's past voice and smile flashed in her mind, her mother's gentle smile, soft call, and frowning brow when facing her...... In the end, it all disappeared.

"I'm going to kill you!" Knowing that his mother was gone, Ah Fan was so sad that purple dark lines appeared on his hands.

The poisonous black vine writhed in the darkness and attacked the boy in front of him.

Xumo pulled out the scimitars on both sides and cut off all the rattans. Between the swords and swords, Ah Fan actually felt that face was quite familiar.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Oops, it's so ruthless. Will you forget about it so soon?" Xu Mo turned around and sat back, his right hand propped up on the stone table, and his palm held his head to cover the rattan pattern at the corner of his eye.

He smiled evilly: "Heh, Xiaosheng went into the mountain to play today, but for some reason he got lost, I wonder if the girl can tell Xiaosheng where the road out of the mountain is?"

An elegant and shy voice sounded, and the young man in front of him overlapped with the elegant scholar in the blue robe two days ago.

Ah Fan was stunned for a moment, and regained a trace of clarity. When you think about it, the voice ...... She suddenly realized and lost her voice: "You...... It's you!"

"It's down. Xumo played with the jade pendant in his hand, and the hair on his forehead fell to block Ming's eyes.

"I wonder if the girl will be happy when she dies in front of her eyes? The girl was so murderous at a young age...... It's not good. Xumo stopped flipping the jade pendant and raised his head and smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth.

Ah Fan gritted her teeth, she couldn't believe it anymore, she had to believe that the person in front of her was the one she had ordered the animals to gnaw and bite earlier.

"You, how can you not die!"

"It's a pity that I didn't die. Xumo grinned at Ah Fan.

"Just a human race, how did you get in!?" Ah Fan couldn't advance or retreat, but he didn't want to fall behind.

If the mother and brothers really do what he said, then she must leave here now.

She can't leave Tongshan, but at least she's going to die on the way to save her brothers and Ayan, on the way to her family, instead of fighting a teenager in a desolate home, and possibly being killed by him.

She had the courage to deal with Xumo, and secretly used her spiritual power to mobilize the thousand-year-old wooden vines underground.

In Ah Fan's mind, he still looks down on the human race. When she was a child, she came into contact with villagers and woodcutters, and thought that all the Terrans were the same. She couldn't hear any mountain ghosts say how powerful the human race was and how to be vigilant, even if the patriarch personally taught her, she was only convinced. It wasn't until the fire reached her doorstep that she knew she was afraid.

However, centuries of pride still prevented her from looking down on the Terrans. Despite her fear, she still has the pride of being a mountain ghost. This arrogance made her conceited and inferior.

Ah Fan only wanted to defeat his opponent with one blow, so he used a spell that only the mountain master could use.

This magic was not taught to her mother, not even her brothers, but only Ah Hui alone. At that time, she accidentally saw Ah Hui cultivating, so she took out her words, and then deceived Ah Hui to teach her secretly. Now it comes in handy!

"Well...... "Xumo pouted and cocked his legs. He dangled his legs, and the jade pendant fell back into his hands, tumbling, tossing, and falling on his fingertips.

"The girl is so smart, why don't you think for yourself?"

Surrounded by a giant burning tree, a hot wave of heat rushed towards you. The mountain ghost clan was born afraid of fire, and Ah Fan was sweating like rain at this time, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

On the other side, the body of He Nujun in the cage burned in the arms of the clouds, but it turned to ashes in a moment.

"Mother...... Mother!"