The silk rain lingers, fluttering in the withered grass and pouring out an unforgettable past.

The cliff stands horizontally on the mountainside of Shuli Mountain, and there is a narrow plank road built near the cliff. The plank road is extremely old, many of the pallets have decayed, and several sections of iron chains hang over the cliff wall.

The grass swayed on the cliff, and there was a lonely grave.

Yan Ci stood in front of the grave like a dead tree, and stood for a long, long time until the first break of the drizzle.

In his short career as a beggar, he has received many kindnesses and seen many evil deeds, but these things seem insignificant, but the episode staged by the plank road makes him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

This place is full of traces left by the past, and the lonely graves and damaged plank roads make Yan Ci's heart return to the past.

It was before arriving at Tongchen Garden, there was a group of bandits who chased after him, and Yan Ci was lucky enough to grab a lame horse and fled here.

There was a dangerous road in front of him, followed by the pursuers, and he was brave and brave, and stepped on the plank road on horseback.

The lame horse creaked under its hooves, and it lingered after a few slow steps.

Behind the cliff, the sword is bright, several white horses and snow manes are flying, and the bandits are dancing with swords and swords.

When Yan was in a dilemma, and wanted to abandon the horse and flee, a long howl fell from the top of the mountain, and a young man who fell into the sky fell into the sky, and the angry eyes and horizontal knives guarded the side of the plank road for him.

That battle was extremely difficult, and the young man of Luotuo was already panting after killing all the bandits, and then faced the bandit leader, and was repeatedly knocked off the plank road, always persevering, wiping away the blood stains and constantly going to battle.

The light of the sword as light as cotton wool and the magnificent sword light intertwined and flew by, and the young man finally killed the bandit leader with his unyielding will.

At that time, the plank road collapsed, and the lame horse rolled down from the cliff with a neigh, carrying Yan Ci straight to the bottom of the cliff.

The young man Luo Tuo was exhausted, resolutely let go of his hand that was climbing the cliff, and rushed to the rescue like a crane in the smoke, grabbed Yan Ci's arm at the critical moment, and threw him off the cliff without hesitation......

Every time I think of this experience, there is always a warmth in the sadness. Yan Ci did not expect that one day he would have his life to return to this place, so he buried a piece of green pine that symbolizes nobility and unyielding to express his sorrows.

The night is lonely, and people are silent.

The deceased is gone, and all that remains for him is endless remembrance.

The first rays of dawn in the east sprinkled, Yan Ci glanced at the lonely grave, turned around, looked back and looked again, and two lines of tears rolled down.

Under the gaze cliff, the clouds are surging, and the vines and roses between the walls are curling, and only a dead pine hangs upside down.

Edgeworth descends, the green shade at the bottom of the cliff is extinct, the apes are difficult to cross, and occasionally gusts of yin wind blow, and the cold is pressing.

The deep stream was filled with a pungent stench, wisps of black gas floated, and all along the way were stumps of branches and leaves, and the dry bones of beasts.

Yan Ci released his thoughts, groped a few more steps, swept away the dead leaves, the white bones of the lame horse were half-hidden in the mire, and a tattered floral burden hung alone on the saddle bridle.

The half-rotted ebony hairpin in the baggage is something that the mother has worn for many years, and the faint jasmine fragrance is the most familiar smell of Yan Ci. The hairpin is held in the palm of his hand, and he sees things and thinks about people, and the grief in his eyes increases.

A skeleton wrapped in a half-rag shirt hung from the cliff wall, and the fatal wound was not broken ribs and leg bones in multiple places, but a long knife with a long handle, which passed through the chest.

The blade is bright, bright as autumn water, just a mortal thing, and the word "Yunlu" is engraved on the blade, I don't know if it is the name of the knife or the name of the person.

The knife is the Luotuo knight, and the skeleton is also the Luotuo knight.

Yan Ci wailed and took off the bones, hugged them tightly in the crook of his arm, and cried until his liver and intestines were broken.

Sunset, sunrise, sunset, tears almost gone.

Yan Ci dug a hole in the hard and cold cliff wall, took out his clothes, wrapped the bones tightly, and carefully buried them in the cave.

"The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoru, the ghost of everything, the four lives are ......" set up a tombstone of the "tomb of the unknown hero", reciting a mantra to life, Yan Ci cried: "Engong, please rest in peace, and swear to avenge this blood sea of hatred." ”

Where the bones hang are carved with a shield icon and a line of dark red lettering.

"Sukusha Clan Cleanup Portal"!

Yan Ci was furious when he saw the inscription at first glance, and guessed that Luo Tuo Xia Ke did not die after falling off the cliff, but was killed by the people of the Susha clan.

However, in the past, Qing Ming once said that the bandit who chased and killed Yan Ci was born in a family of Huangfu, how could there be an inexplicable more family of Shusha at this time?

Yan Ci secretly made up his mind to find out about this matter.

Leaving Shuli Mountain, Yan Ci's homesickness became stronger. Calculating the time, I can barely go back and forth in January, so I decided to go back to my hometown first.

To the east through the north corner of the Qingluo grassland, and then thousands of miles to the west shore of the Canghai Sea, a city on the shore is the parrot city. It is fertile for thousands of miles, merchants gather, and it is extremely rich.

Even though the homeland has been reduced to ruins, it is a place of birth and nurturing after all, and no one can not think of it.

The wind and sun of the green radish grassland are beautiful, the green carpet is spread out in the blue grass, thousands of bamboo shoots and stones rise from the ground, the pineapples of ten thousand trees are swaying, the wild horses are galloping and the elk are yoyo, and the white cranes are fluttering their wings and the golden eagles are roaring, which is a pleasant scenery.

Yan Ci Imperial Sword was in the sky, and he was in a happy mood, thinking that those disciples who patrolled the Qingluo Grassland were really blessed, even if they lived here for many years, they didn't feel bored.

There are also some low-level demon beasts in the grassland, but most of them live in the mountains and swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, and disdain to be in the company of ordinary beasts.

There are also some demon beasts whose cultivation is shallow, although they are hungry and hungry, but they seem to dislike meat and are vulgar and rarely spend time hunting, and this Qingluo grassland has a rare peace.

On a whim, Yan Qi tamed a wild horse to drive.

It's a pity that the wild nature of the healthy horse is not lost, when running suddenly left and right, suddenly jumping up and down, Yan Ci rode for a long time, the hips on both sides were in pain, and he couldn't help jumping on the ground and scolded: "Damn wild horse, if you don't walk well, I'll stab you." ”

The mustang turned his head, glanced at him inexplicably, and continued on his way with a relaxed step, rather disapprovingly.

Yan Ci swayed his legs and followed the horse for a while, and when he saw that the wild horse's temperament was slowing down, he jumped on the horse again and galloped.

The horse's hooves flew over, running more and more skillfully, and the heroic feelings of the horses and the wind and Xiao Xiao came spontaneously.

After a while, the horses slowed down, and Yan Ci sat cross-legged on the horse's back, letting the wild horses gnaw on the grass slowly.

At this time, it is not early, and there is a small hill made of craggy boulders in front of it, the scenery is acceptable, and Yan Ci plans to rest there for a night.

He released his mind and probed around, sensing a slight sound from the other side of the mountain,

Yan Ci was curious, and pulled the horse to a blister to draw water, while he restrained his voice and crept behind the boulder to peek.

There were people fighting behind the mountain, and four strange white-clothed monks beat up two disciples in Tsing Yi of Tongchen Yuan.

Among the besieging monks, there is a white young man who has the late stage of cultivation, but unfortunately he is a stunned young man, and he does not pay attention to the surrounding situation at all in the wilderness.

The trapped disciple is the pair of living treasures of the Shusha family who are good at playing with talismans, and the two of them don't know where to get a pile of five-element talismans, and occasionally throw out an attack talisman to force the enemy to scramble.

The white young man scolded: "The two losers, they must be skinned after the talisman is used up." ”

Su Shadong smiled proudly: "There are a lot of talismans in Lao Tzu's storage ring, I'm afraid it will be enough for another day." ”

The white young man was suspicious, and said hatefully: "Little cub, I'll fight with you for a day." Then he instructed the other white-clothed monks: "The three junior brothers helped me sweep the formation, and today I am tired of these two little cubs." ”

A short boy said: "I don't know if what the little cub said is true or false, or if you don't capture it alive, it's good to get some talismans for nothing." ”

The white pure boy suddenly woke up and said happily: "This is very good, everyone make persistent efforts, be sure to take it down before the talisman runs out." ”

Su Shaxi panicked in his heart, and exclaimed: "Hey, it's just a lie." ”

Before he could say anything, Su Shadong glared and scolded: "Idiot!"

The other side laughed: "This guy is honest." After saying that, the offensive intensified, and "not a thing" suddenly became dangerous.

Su Shadong shouted: "Huangfu thief, if you don't stop fighting, Lao Tzu is going to curse." The white young man ignored it, and swung his sword even more fiercely.

Su Shadong said angrily: "The brazen Huangfu Waimen wild dog, bite people when they see them." ”

Shusha asked in response to the enemy, "Why are they Outer Gate Wild Dogs?"

Su Shadong laughed and said: "When I see the talisman, my eyes will shine, eighty percent of them can't pick up the meat and bones of the Huangfu family, what kind of beast can it be if it's not a wild dog?"

The white young man said angrily: "The rabbit cub doesn't have a door on his mouth, and the little master is dignified, and he is stronger than you, a yellow-mouthed child." ”

Su Shadong crossed his hands on his waist and sneered: "I think you are asking Huazi to twist Yangge, poor and happy." ”

The more they talked, the more angry they became, and they even slowed down their offensive and defensive momentum and scolded each other directly.

Su Shadong scolded the eighteenth generation ancestors of the Huangfu clan in a neat and tidy manner, and the white young man's face turned green with anger.

This scene is simply infinitely beautiful, and I suddenly heard a person quip: "The children of famous families, who are not at ease fighting but are busy with their tongues, are really not doing their jobs!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and there was a young man in a green shirt sitting leisurely on the stone, with a mocking look in his deliberately half-squinted eyes, and he looked like he was underbeaten.

Seeing the group of cultivators coming, the young man stretched out his arms, and seemed to be extremely unpleasant to watch the play.

Yan Ci didn't want to show up, but the children of Shusha and those people fought to the end, and he clapped his hands and said quickly, but when he heard that it was Huangfu's disciples, he began to sit still.

The deep hatred of the night raid clan tormented and tormented his heart all the time, and it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart if he did not crush the children of the Huangfu clan and scatter ashes.

Yan Ci was impetuous, the white young man was even more uncomposed, this son was ridiculed and was furious, and when he saw Yan Ci's clothes, he scolded: "The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, and there are all the goods under the door of Tongchenyuan." ”

Yan Ci was not annoyed, and said lightly: "Your Excellency is a guest from afar, if you can really spit out an ivory, let you wait to leave." ”

Bai Jing smiled angrily and said: "You and I are quite cultivated, and it is still unknown who will kill the deer, could it be that Your Excellency still expects these two nests of waste?"

Su Shadong arched his hand and smiled: "Senior Brother Yan Ci, it's been a long time. ”

Yan Ci smiled: "Wild dogs have to be beaten, and it is useless to grind their mouths." ”

The white young man intercepted: "Your Excellency's surname is Yan?"

Yan Ci caught a glimpse of his happy eyebrows and smiled, and sneered: "Be careful! Come on, don't learn from shrews and scold the streets." "The iris fairy sword shook, and the killing machine was revealed.

Suddenly, I saw a white shadow in the distance rushing like a frightening flood, and before anyone arrived, thousands of fiery red swords had tumbled and rolled towards the heads of the people of Huangfu Gate.

It's a pity that the emperor's son hasn't woken up yet, so he turned into a few puffs of blood rain and sprinkled it on the green grass.

A delicate voice said: "The little man is still staying here to die!"

The person who came in autumn water has bright eyes, a slender figure, fluttering clothes, and his posture is demure and elegant, revealing a graceful and dignified lady's temperament.

Yan Ci sighed secretly, the opportunity was fleeting, he originally planned to clean up the disciples of the Huangfu family, and then inquire about the living treasure that was not a thing, but this person would doom him to return in vain.

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