It was a rainy night, and the rain was pouring down, and the sky and the earth were a little hazy.

In the mountains and forests, a small mountain village, without a trace of light, seems a little silent. Under this pouring rain, everything between heaven and earth was wet, and between this heaven and earth, there was only rain mixed with the fishy smell of earth.

There was a soft "click", and then the sound of "rumble" shook the sky. A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the earth, and then a thunderclap shook the heavens and the earth.

Under the light of the lightning, in front of the small mountain village, a young man was digging a pit of earth.

The rain soaked his clothes, and the mud mixed with the rain stained his whole body, and then it was washed away by the rain, but the boy did not know it.

The pit he had just dug was soon filled with rainwater, but he didn't care, and dug for the next one.

And not far behind him, there was a huge white cloth, covered with a pile of unknown things. The pile was about half a foot high, but it was so tightly covered by the white cloth that it was impossible to see what it was.

The white cloth has been washed away by the rain and is extremely clean, and in this dark rainy night, under the light of lightning, it is particularly conspicuous. Underneath the white cloth, a red liquid seemed to flow out of the rainwater and down the low ground.

Under a large tree through which the rain flowed with the red liquid, a little girl sat trembling and crouching with her knees crossed.

The girl's eyes were ruddy and a little swollen, and she didn't know whether it was rain or tears flowing down her delicate little face, and the low sobbing and choking sound was particularly fragile in the storm, only she could hear it!

In this way, the night passed, and the heavens and the earth returned to clearness. The rain is still dripping from the leaves of the trees in the forest, and there is still the sound of stagnant water flowing after the rain in the mountains. The young man had already scooped the water from dozens of pits with a broken wooden scoop.

Counting them, the young man dug one hundred and nine pits in one night, each of which was about the same size, just enough for a man to lie down.

The young man remained silent and did what he was doing. From time to time, he would also look up at the little girl under the tree, with pity in his eyes. But when he turned his head, he was extremely resolute, and the speed in his hand was a little faster.

And at this moment, I can finally see the appearance of the young man clearly, his face is a little thin, but he is very resolute, and he is very similar to Song Yixing. Or it can be said that it is exactly the same as Song Yixing's youthful appearance.

After cleaning the pit with all the water, the boy got up and tore open the huge white cloth. Covered in it was a pile of corpses.

To be precise, some are corpses, while others are stumps and severed arms, and some are internal organs littering everywhere. This tragic situation is extremely horrific and disgusting.

Without the rain covering, the pungent smell of blood also came to the face, making people want to vomit.

The young man was unmoved, he was silent, his hands did not stop, and dragged the corpses one by one into the pit, because his strength was too small, he wanted to carry it, but he couldn't carry it, so he could only drag it over.

And the little girl, after seeing these corpses, stopped crying again. There was despair in her eyes, endless sadness.

They are all from this village, these are the relatives who have lived with them since childhood, but they are all dying tragically at this moment. Among them are the parents of a little girl and a teenager.

The girl and the boy were also from the village, and just two hours before the murder came, the younger sister cried and wanted to eat plums, but there were no plums near the village. Every time my sister wanted to eat plums, my brother went to the mountains more than ten miles away to look for them.

This time, my sister insisted that she go with her brother. And with their sister, the two naturally slowed down a lot, and they didn't come back in the evening, and the crisis in the village happened at this moment. Because of this, the two escaped a murder.

The little girl cried out to her parents in despair, but the boy was still silent, with some endless grief in his eyes. The boy didn't stop, one busy.

He laid out the corpses one by one, and assembled the broken pieces. They were all put into the pits, a total of one hundred and nine pits, exactly one for each person.

When all this was done, the boy buried them one by one, and when the last two were buried, the boy paused, and he lifted one of the corpses out of the same pit as the other, and at last kowtowed three times, and whispered:

"Daddy, you two can sleep together, you can go in peace, don't worry about us, I will take care of my sister." ”

After speaking, the young man picked up the soil and slowly buried it to the two. At this time, the little girl ran upside down, but now she stopped crying, she also picked up the dirt, and buried the bodies of her parents with her brother.

The world seemed to be mournful for these two thin bodies, and at this moment, there was silence here, the sound of raindrops, the sound of water, all gone.

After a long time, the boy took his sister's hand and stood up, led her to the newly built low grave, and bowed deeply three times.

After a moment of silence, the boy led the little girl to the remaining dirt pit beside him, and whispered:

"Sister, do you see this dirt pit? This is left for me, all the relatives are dead, we can only find a way to avenge them, if I die one day, my sister will bury me here, okay?"

The girl choked up and sobbed, and when she heard this, she began to cry, and said:

"Brother, my father and mother are dead, don't leave me, okay. ”

When the young man heard this, he hugged the little girl and did not speak, and there was a pain in his heart. He hugged the little girl and touched her head very dotingly. He also wanted to cry! But he couldn't, now his sister's only reliance is on him, all he can do is to be strong, only if he is strong can he protect his sister and take care of his sister, he can't let his sister watch him fall down!

"Brother, I don't want you to die......," the little girl cried in his arms, and the voice was heartbreaking to hear.

"Okay, my brother won't die, my brother won't die, and my brother will always be with my sister. ”

Xiao Nian squatted down, stretched out his little hand, and wiped out the tears in the corners of his eyes for his sister. However, when his dirty hand rubbed the little girl's white and delicate face, it was the little girl's face that was succulated.

The boy was dumbfounded, but he couldn't say anything, and gently wiped the stain from the little girl's face again with his sleeve. He took the little girl to worship everyone here, and then took the little girl and walked out of the mountain village.

The little girl had tears in her eyes, but she didn't cry out loud, and was led by her brother. After a long time, the little girl asked:

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Go to the immortals, learn the art to avenge your relatives. ”

"Are the immortals powerful? Can they beat those people?"

The boy nodded, "Hmm!"

"Then when we become very powerful, I will kill one hundred and eight bad people in the demon world, and my brother will leave one for my brother to kill"

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As she went away, the little girl's words gradually increased, and it was clear that she was a lively girl......

As soon as the picture turns, this is a world with fantasy colors, and it is also a big world of nothingness. Here, the colorless glow flows, and the world seems to be nothing but the colorless glow.

In the depths of nothingness, there is a small island hanging in the sky, the island is one foot square, and in this empty space, it is as small as a drop in the ocean.

On the island, a green willow tree is rooted, the willow tree is not tall, only more than a foot long, but the trunk is vigorous and powerful. A little light feather fell on the willow that fell and dissipated in mid-air, making people dizzy.

In the middle of the island, in addition to the willow tree, there is a stone table and several stone benches.

At this moment, the three of them sat around the stone table. On the stone table, a pot of tea, three teacups, and light yellow tea in the teacups with wisps of green smoke turned into a strong aroma.

Among the three, a young man was dressed in a blue robe, with a white jade belt around his waist, and his hair on his head was combed into a small bun, and then naturally fell behind him. On top of the bun, there is a black hairpin, and the style is very simple. This person has a handsome face, and he is exactly what Song Yixing looks like, but compared with Song Yixing, he has a little more fortitude.

The other man was dressed in white, plump as jade, he looked extremely handsome, and he was much better dressed than the one who looked the same as Song Yixing.

The woman was even more extraordinary, her pale yellow dress was windless, her hair was extremely long, and it was coiled into a delicate hairstyle on the top of her delicate head, and then it was draped backwards, and the two white ribbons on the hair ornament on her head were also draped backwards. Her facial features are extremely delicate, and she can't pick out a single flaw, especially in the center of her eyebrows, and a little vermilion mark gives her whole person an indescribable temperament.

The woman's figure is extremely graceful, and the belt around her waist shows her slenderness in her hand. When she poured tea for someone who looked like Song Yixing, she stroked her cuffs, her white fingers were slender and delicate, and her arms were bright and white. The whole person looked extremely ethereal under that movement.

The man in white took a sip of the tea in front of him, stood up, and said proudly:

"If one day I attain enlightenment, I will rise above all the realms and create an immortal inheritance. He doesn't care about heaven and earth, and dominates the ups and downs of this world. His words, with his lofty ambition, were very impassioned.

Then he smelled again, "You two have a plan?"

A person who resembles Song Yixing replied: "I have only one goal in this life, and when this great cause of breaking demons is completed, I will have no other plans." ”

The beautiful women also said: "I am the same as my brother, I accompany my brother, and I will do whatever my brother does." ”

The person who looked like Song Yixing looked at the woman and smiled with relief. And the man had some loss in his eyes, but it was also a flash.

The picture turned again, and above the clouds, there were two people in a palace of golden splendor and extremely solemn and magnificent.

One sits on a dragon chair in the center of the main hall, holding a pagoda, which is divided into nine layers, and the nine-colored light flows. This man was officially the man in white, and he seemed to have achieved his goal, becoming the strongest of the hundreds of millions of people, creating all this, and achieving great merit in the world.

The person below is a man in a blue robe who is exactly the same as Song Yixing. A trident in his hand emitted a piercing golden light.

At this moment, the two seem to be facing each other, and the momentum between the two is rising. At this moment, this temple was suppressed to a clattering sound. The momentum of these two people is not weak.

"Why did you betray me?" the man on the dragon chair retorted.

The trident, which resembles Song Yixing, raised and pointed at the man on the dragon chair:

"You betrayed the world!"

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, and this heaven and earth are ruled by me, what should I do?

"Stubborn!" The man who looked like Song Yixing had a cold gaze, and he looked at the pagoda in the hand of the yellow-robed man, very jealous.

In the next moment, his whole body was full of light, and the Divine Yuan began to burn, and in an instant, his momentum reached the peak that he could reach.

At this moment, he turned his head to look at the distant passage behind him, which was the only intersection to the human realm.

Although the two places are boringly distant at the moment, in the eyes of others like him, they are just rulers. There was endless nostalgia in his eyes, and there was also heartache.

The next moment, he was not desperate, he silently rushed towards the yellow-robed man, and also rushed towards the pagoda.

Suddenly, without the intense energy overflowing, the pagoda shattered, and his body shattered.

At this moment, Mo and Song Yixing opened their eyes. His head was dizzy, and it took a long time for him to slowly wake up. In front of him was a woman of fantastic beauty.

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