"Decades ago, you ran away from me, and now for the sake of a woman, you don't want to run away!"

"You don't understand!"

The swordsman looked back, but saw the woman cross-legged on the ground, her eyes closed, and she had no sense of what was happening in the outside world.

He was about to send the woman away, but his chest was pierced by a claw.

The swordsman fell, landed beside the woman, and looked at the familiar face, and felt a pang in his heart.

"Let's all die!" Wei Du fell in front of the two of them, and there was no pity in his eyes.

Burst!

The rain fell again, with longing. Thunder sounded, with reluctance. What you can see before you is everything that was and is present. All I can hope for is tomorrow's laughter!

Boom! Thunder rings in this world!

Unforgettable thoughts, ten years of thoughts.

I don't care about your appearance anymore, I just want you to look back at me!

A sharp sword passed through Wei Du's body, and the power contained in his thoughts was too powerful, and in just an instant, Wei Du's life was harvested!

"He's dead, are you still there?" the woman asked, crying.

"I'm here!" the man responded.

......

......

"Sir, the lightsaber is back!" someone stumbled into a hut.

"What, take me to see it!" Zhou Qiu walked out of the room, his face shocked.

Zhou Qiu looked hurried, ten years later, he was still chasing his mother's whereabouts, since the silk light sword was back, presumably, his mother should be fine.

The Silk Sword, oh no, maybe it's more appropriate to call it the Silk Demon Sword.

Zhou Qiu touched the demon sword, and an unforgettable love appeared in his mind, for a while, he was a little envious, but he was afraid that he would not be able to survive the long loneliness.

......

......

"Huang San!"

"Huang San!"

There was a call in my ears.

"Huh?" Huang San opened his eyes.

Huang San had a long dream, but the characters in the dream were real.

That dream turned into a text and entered into Huang San's brain, forming three words!

Lovesick kill!

"Wake up!" Zhou Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, she almost thought Huang San was dead.

"Ahem, boy, fight again!" the white-haired man felt a little jealous in his heart for some reason.

"Come!" The power in Huang San's body has not yet dissipated.

"Don't!" Ling Yun snorted coldly, and actually roared the two men back.

The white-haired man retreated because his sister was unhappy.

And Huang San doesn't know why, anyway, it must be right to retreat at this time!

"Brother, we're just here to retrieve the Silk Light Demon Sword, don't make trouble!" Although Huang San gave him a sense of affection, it was not easy to talk about him after all. The brother on the side is different, he can scold him at will.

"Good, good!" the man smiled bitterly, for this sister, the man has always been careful.

Lingyun also seemed to feel that she was a little excessive, after all, after she went home, most people spoke coldly to herself, only her brother, one was protecting herself.

However, Huang San's two frowned slightly, and they also wanted to retrieve the demon sword, I am afraid that there would be a battle between them!

In this way, the four of them searched around here without incident, except for the little fat motor, who followed behind him with a ghostly heart.

"Here!" the man shouted.

A light gate appeared in front of the man, and through the light gate, you could still see the red sword placed inside.

The crowd gathered around, and the man tried to step into it, but was stopped by a force.

This light gate is an identification rune, made by Nalan for the Zhou family.

saw the man take out two jade pendants, one was thrown to Ling Yun, and the other was held by himself.

The two of them stepped towards the gate of light again, but this time they were not stopped.

Zhou Yanxi saw the two of them entering, she was anxious, and walked towards the light gate, the ancestral land of the Zhou family, she would not be a member of the Zhou family.

Sure enough, Zhou Yanxi passed through the light gate without any obstacles, but there were still two people left outside the door.

The little fat man smiled, for the person in front of him, he had been looking for a chance to get rid of it!

"Die!" saw Nalan's pen pass through the center of the motor's eyebrows, splashing a piece of blood!

As far as Huang San is concerned, why doesn't he want to get rid of this little fat man!

Putting away the Nalan pen, Huang San stepped into the light gate. And the motor that had been 'dead' stood up.

"Whew! The Ancestor of Seeking Loss gave me a rebirth talisman. However, that kid seems to be the remnant of Nalan!hehe, some of them are playing now!" I saw the motor turn into a red light and disappear.

In the light gate, they were not surprised at all when Zhou Yanxi came in, but how did this Huang San come in?

A terrible thought suddenly flashed in the man's heart, this kid can't be a member of the Nalan family, right?

Since ancient times, in order to resist the demon clan, Nalan has also produced a lot of people and a lot of strength.

The relationship between the two ethnic groups is close, and there are marriages between the clansmen. When Nalan was destroyed, even Beiting sent people to help.

During that period, there was a children's song that was circulated among the people.

Beiting, Nangong, Ximen, Dongfang, Nalan, the demon clan that fights, hugging the head of the rat. The human race lives a happy life, and the credit of the five races is indispensable, indispensable!

It's just that with the collapse of Nalan, this song may not be sung by anyone.

If his sister likes such a person, as an older brother, he will naturally not object.

"Boy!" shouted the white-haired man.

"Something?" Huang San raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want to know my name?"

"Does your name have anything to do with me?"

"Do you want to know?"

"I don't want to. ”

Huang San shook his head, but the man on the side was furious, this kid looked very pleasing to the eye before, why was he so badly beaten?

The white-haired man shouted angrily, "Remember my name!"

"Does it work?"

“......”

Beiting Zhenyu lowered his cultivation to the third order and strode towards Huang San.

Huang San frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?

Time passed, and the power of the Ginseng Tree had long since dissipated, but Huang San had wasted a piece.

"Look at the punch!"

A punch mixed with the sound of the wind struck Huang San's eyes. Huang San butted with his palm, raised his foot, and quietly kicked towards the enemy's crotch. saw that the other party punched again, smashing on Huang San's leg. As if he had been hit by a car, Huang San grinned in pain.

"Come again!"

Huang San saw that he was at a loss, so he naturally wouldn't give up!

I saw Huang San pick up the boulder on the side, hold back his strength, and throw it towards Beiting Zhenyu.

"Children only throw stones when they fight!"

Beiting Zhenyu looked disgusted and reached out to pick up the boulder.

Suddenly, a blinding white light lit up inside the boulder. Boom! The boulder exploded, and the stones splattered everywhere.

Beiting Zhenyu was not afraid, standing there like a god descending from heaven, the stone cut through the air, but it couldn't cut his skin.

"Carving insect skills!"

Beiting Zhenyu stomped his feet, and the whole person rushed towards Huang San.

It's like a truck coming head-on, before anyone arrives, it is bound to arrive first!

Huang San's face changed, and his figure stepped back.

Huang San didn't have much space for him to retreat, so he retreated to the light gate.

"Let's get out!" Huang San's figure flashed to reveal the light gate behind him, Beiting Zhenyu's face changed, and he grabbed Huang San with his hand and brought him into the light gate together.

The two of them rushed out of the light gate and stood in the graveyard.

"Where's the motor?" Beiting Zhenyu looked around, but did not find the motor.

"You're not going to kill him, are you?"

"Any questions?"

Beiting Zhenyu fell into deep thought.

"Hey, where is his corpse?" Huang San looked towards the light gate, where the body of the motor was gone.

"He's not dead!"

Beiting Zhenyu shook his head and stretched out his hand to shake it, wisps of vermilion gathered in his palm.

"This is?" Huang San's pupils shrank.

"Rebirth Talisman!" A piece of vermilion paper with the word 'heavy' engraved on it! Then, the vermilion paper turned into fine red sand and scattered in the air.

"Magic?"

It's not that the Nalan family is good at magic in the world, it's just that Nalan ranks first in the magic that he is good at!

"Are you really a disciple of Nalan?" Beiting Zhenyu said this, and he regretted it a little.

"Yes!" Huang San nodded in acknowledgement.

Jing Guan had already guessed, but when he heard Huang San admit it in person, the shock in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

Is that behemoth coming back?

Thinking back to Nalan, as far as Beiting Zhenyu saw in the books, he was an extremely strong and responsible family.

It is even recorded in the books that in the Northern Regions at that time, half of the human race killed in battle came from Nalan!

Gradually, Beiting Zhenyu had a trace of expectation for this ancient and mysterious family in his heart.

"Huang San!" Beiting Zhenyu said suddenly.

Huang San looked at Beiting Zhenyu, his handsome face was full of sorrow.