In the backyard of Qingzhuang.

"Xiaoqing, today, I'm afraid that my Qingzhuang is in danger, but I didn't expect that my Qing's family has escaped from the world and stayed away from the temple, and Murong Yuan still refuses to let us go. The man who spoke was about thirty, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"At this time, in order to protect my Qing clan's bloodline, my father has arranged for the Nine Elders to lead you to take refuge temporarily. ”

As he spoke, he took out a jade talisman from his underwear, about an inch long and two fingers wide, made of white jade.

"This is six years ago, I inadvertently saved a person, he claimed that he was an elder of Tianmen, his name was Gu Yuefeng, he gave me this talisman, and said that if I have a son, he can make an exception to accept him as a disciple. I have tried to infuse true qi into the talisman, and it can create a cyclone and lead people to resist the wind. I asked my father, and he said that Tianmen is a hidden sect in the Xuanmen, and the disciples in the sect are extremely deep. ”

After a pause, he said softly: "If I die in battle today, you will take Hu'er to directly use the jade talisman and walk west along the Tianshan Mountain." This jade talisman is very precious, and it is also a token, you take the token to the gate of heaven to find him. Shouting in the fire, shouting in the water, since someone has led you, do not lose the token, the people of the gate of heaven only recognize the token and do not recognize the person, if there is no token, even if you arrive at the gate of heaven, it is in vain. ”

Meng Qing said with tears in her eyes: "Brother Feng, you go with us, there are still a few elders outside, let's go together, how can Qing'er live alone without you." ”

"Hahahaha!" "Qing'er, don't you know me, the people of the whole village are fighting to the death, how can I Qingfeng survive in the world, my Qingjia boy is fighting to the end today." ”

"Brother Feng, then we won't leave, we will die together."

Qingfeng looked at his wife deeply, at this moment, the good years of the past came to mind one by one, reading together, practicing swords together, wind and snow, wine and food, I thought that I could be a fairy couple in this world together, but today there was a sudden change. He bowed deeply to Meng Qing three times, Meng Qing was stunned for a while, he didn't know what he meant, and he didn't have time to stop him.

"Qing'er, sometimes it's harder to live than to die, it's easy for me to die today, I won't be by your side in the future, you are alone with Hu'er, and you have a deep hatred of blood, you must take care, you must live well!" After speaking, he hugged Meng Qing and Qinghu, then turned around and picked up his weapon and rushed out.

Watching her husband leave, Meng Qing knew that this might be the last time, she tried hard not to let herself cry, and her lips had unconsciously bit out blood. "Woo woo woo!" Qinghu next to him seemed to realize something, and couldn't help crying. "Mother, where did my father go?"

"Don't cry!" Meng Qing stared at Qinghu's eyes and sighed deeply in his heart. "Hu'er, you have to remember, no matter whether your mother is alive or dead, your enemy is Murong Yuan, the current emperor, in the future, your mother is not allowed to see you cry again, and only blood can repay the blood debt!"

"Murong Yuan, Murong Yuan!" Qinghu muttered, the name deeply engraved in his heart.

In Shengjing, the capital of the dynasty, in the deep palace, on the dragon chair, an old man sat deeply and did not say a word. said that he was an old man, because he was eighty years old this year, but his face did not show the slightest sign of age, just a few gray hairs on his temples, occasionally reminding the people of the Tianyuan Continent that this person was also starting to get old. Murong Yuan, the ruler of this continent, fifty years ago, inherited the legacy of several generations of the Murong clan, overcame obstacles, crossed the thorns, and named himself after the peerless powerhouse of the mainland. At this moment, there was indeed a faint trace of tears in the corner of his eye. In the palace, there was no sound, and only the breathing of the palace maids and eunuchs could be heard.

A ray of sunlight shone into the palace, and in the alternation of light and shadow, a shadow appeared next to Murong Yuan, his figure was extremely thin, as if it was really a shadow. "Your Majesty, they have all gone. Seeing that Murong Yuan didn't speak, he disappeared silently, just as he didn't know where he came out from, and he didn't know where he disappeared from.

"Qingli, I am not as good as you, I am the emperor, and you are a saint; I am the emperor of the world, but there are still places that are difficult to conquer, and you are destined to conquer all beings! No, not to conquer. Since you are going to be a saint, then I will fulfill you!"

"I owe you hope to pay it back to you in the next life!"

"Let's go, let's go. ”

After Qinglan gave the order, the elders were ordered to lead them away. At this time, there was only one old man left in the hall except Qinglan, this person had long hair, and he was dressed as a scholar, at this moment, his black eyes slowly turned into light green, and those who looked at him felt like a spring breeze.

This person is a person from the Shangfan tribe in the Western Mangyuan, nameless and surnameless, adopted by the Qing family since childhood, named Qingfu, and grew up with Qingli, Qinglan and other brothers, talented, unforgettable, pedantic, full of wisdom. At the beginning of Qing's escape, Murong Yuan promised to be the right prime minister, and gave the country the surname Murong, Qingfu resigned on the grounds of illness, and escaped with the Qing family. Qingfu does not hold any position in the Qing family, travels all the year round, and occasionally comes back and does not appear as his real identity, only known to Qinglan.

"Brother Fu, why did you say that Murong Yuan came to attack the villa at this time, it seems that the other side has completely believed that the eldest brother is dead. Qinglan sighed faintly and said.

"There has been no information for decades, the Murong family has no patience, there are few heroes who accompanied Murong Yuan to fight the world back then, if it weren't for my Qing family's early escape, and the life and death of my brother are unknown, I am afraid that the disaster of exterminating the clan has already come. Qingfu said in a deep voice.

"Brother Fu, you are full of wisdom, and you are a Tibetan person, it is said that the king of Fan Fuzan has also loved you for a long time, and the magic you have cultivated is changeable, and you are the best at disguise raids, and the white night terrors don't know that you are in the village, and when the war is over, you can escape from the chaos. Qinglan said after a while.

Then he said: "I know your feelings for the Qing family, but you are more useful alive than dead, and in the future, if the juniors who escape from the secret passage have those who can achieve great things, they will need your help." ”

Qingfu wanted to say "good", but he couldn't say anything, for a person like him who had already looked down on life and death, he couldn't say a word at this moment. He understood what Qinglan meant, and he also knew that such an arrangement was the most correct, and the revival of the Qing family still needed him. His hands trembled slightly, and the world could no longer imagine that this Qingfu, who was light and light, and had already achieved great swordsmanship, and the Divine Machine Sword Sect, would still tremble. With all his strength, he replied, "Good!"

After a long time, Qingfu looked at Qinglan deeply and said: "Second brother, don't worry, I count my destiny, and I still have decades left in my life, if the Qing family has outstanding people, I will help him take revenge and let him kill the enemy." Then he said solemnly: "If the Murong family wants me to destroy the Qing clan, I will stir up the world and let it destroy the country!!

"Hahaha!" "Okay, brother Fu, among the descendants of my Guanqing clan, if you want to succeed, except for the third grandson Qingwei and the sixth granddaughter Qingya, you have to take more care." ”

"Second brother, you forgot to talk about someone. ”

"Who?"

"The tiger is stepping on the storm, and the person you named according to this sentence back then, your grandson Qinghu. ”

"Qinghu? Qingfeng, the son of this unscrupulous son. ”

"That's right, it's Qinghu!"

"Report to the owner that the enemy has stopped outside the trench and does not dare to attack. A disciple of the Qing family flew up to report.

"Okay, tell the third elder and the fourth elder to recycle the big array, and at the same time pay close attention to the enemy's movements, and replenish the aura of the big array at any time!"

"Yes, Second Grandpa!" the visitor grinned, and quickly went to the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder again.

"Brother Fu, you don't want to be here, now I want to hand over to you a very important thing. ”

"You mean the Book of Soldiers?" asked Qingfu.

"Yes, this is the eldest brother's life's work, if anyone can get him, he can be invincible on the battlefield. Qinglan Road.

Qingfu didn't speak immediately, paused for a while and said: "The "Book of Soldiers" is written by the eldest brother after ten years, on the basis of combining the wisdom of his predecessors, and developing and innovating, the person who commands the army gets it, if he can learn it, he will become a famous general, I will definitely protect this thing with my life, and pass it on to the children of the Qing family in the future." ”

Qinglan said: "No, when the eldest brother left, he said that he would stay with someone who was destined, I believe that he has his own heavenly creation, and when the time comes, whether he is a descendant of the Qing family or not, he will be handed over." ”

"Okay, I'll take the opportunity to sneak up on the White Night Terrors, and whether I succeed or fail, I must flee immediately. ”

Qinglan picked up the flask and slowly poured two glasses of wine. "Brother Fu, you haven't drunk for thirty years, and today you and my brother are separated, I'm afraid we can only see you again in the next life!"

Qingfu didn't speak, silently picked up the wine glass, touched it with Qinglan, drank it all, and turned to leave.

After Qingfu left, Qinglan muttered to himself: "Brother Li, brother will toast you again, forgive brother for being incompetent, I hope we can still be brothers under Jiuquan!" After drinking, he strode out.