Chapter Seventy-Five: Strange Voices

The evening sunset is particularly moving, like a dark red veil gently brushing in the sky, passing time and warmth. In the depths of the mountains and forests, the birds have been returned, and the unique mountain and wild houses have also been lit up early.

In front of the simple courtyard built with grass and trees, an ice and snow beauty in a long aqua blue dress sat quietly on a boulder. The last bit of residual light of the sunset hidden in the mountains is humorous in her lonely body, which is also a rare and beautiful scene.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her glazed eyes stared silently into the distance. In addition to the endless verdant mountains and forests, there should be more than ...... in her sight There is one more place that cannot be reached!

In just a moment, she seemed to return from a fugue, and a trace of gloomy sadness flashed in her clear and refined eyes. Her body twitched slightly, too.

She slowly pulled out a slender iron sword with a warm jade from behind her. The sword is delicate, sharp and elegant.

She lowered her head to examine the sword in her hand, and only a moment of hard work was saddened. Fingers wandered over the sword, and a burst of coolness and an indescribable feeling invaded her heart.

The boy's uninhibited laughter could be heard from inside the room.

Two children of similar size chased one after the other and ran into the courtyard.

"Brother Aman, you stop for me, you hurry up and return Tu'er to me, you give it back to me!" Mo Hetu's fleshy little face turned red with anger, and he pouted and shouted.

Aman was also running fast, leaving Mo Hetu behind, and his face was filled with a rare smile.

"Tu'er, Tu'er, are you tired of staying in the cage, do you want me to let you out for a flight?" he tilted his head and smiled at the restless white-feathered spirit bird jumping in the bamboo cage.

When Mo Hetu heard this, his heart became even more anxious. If Tu'er is released and flies away, he will lose one of his best playmates.

Seeing that Mohetu didn't chase after him, Aman tilted his head and concentrated on teasing the white-feathered spirit bird in the cage that was restless and chirping.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hetu cried out with a "wow". When Aman turned around, Mo Hetu's eyes were already red, tears flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the Lingjuan bird in his hand with a sobbing grievance.

Aman didn't expect that Mo Hetu would cry out for this white-feathered spirit bird, and hurriedly ran to Mo Hetu with the spirit bird, how dare he slack off.

He wiped away his tears for Mo Hetu with one hand, and comforted him lightly: "Sister Hetu, don't be sad, it's Brother Aman's bad, I shouldn't take your picture." ”

Mo Hetu sobbed and said: "Brother Aman, don't let the picture out, okay, if it flies away, there will be no one to play with me." ”

Aman also understood the reason why Mo Hetu was really crying, he smiled warmly, handed the Lingjuan bird over, and said softly: "Brother Aman was joking with you just now, Tu'er is so important to you, how could I let it fly away." ”

Mo Hetu also stopped crying slightly, glanced at Aman affectionately, and said in a low voice in a childish voice: "Brother Aman...... In the past, when my father went out hunting, I was the only one at home, but a few days ago I had Tu'er, and now that you are here, I don't want you to leave me!"

Aman couldn't help but reach out and touch the face of the fragile little girl in front of him, "Sister Hetu, don't worry, my sister and I won't leave for the time being!"

Mo Hetu looked at Aman again, and said in a coquettish voice: "Brother Aman......"

Aman turned his mind and asked, "Sister Hetu, it's going to be dark soon, why hasn't your father come back yet?"

Mo Hetu scratched his head and said seriously: "There are not many prey around here, when I was home alone in the past, my father would come back earlier, but now that you and Sister Ah Ying are at home, my father should go hunting a little farther away." ”

"Poof~"

A faint white light suddenly flashed in front of the courtyard gate, and Aman and Mo Hetu were startled at the same time and hurriedly rushed over.

On the boulder outside the door, Ah Ying sat cross-legged, and her aqua blue dress fluttered. Above her, a slender iron sword suspended in the void was wrapped in a faint layer of white light.

In the fading twilight, the white light is unusually bright. Mo Hetu, who grew up in the mountains and forests, found it even harder to believe everything in his eyes. Boss Zhang's mouth couldn't say a word at the moment.

But at the first glance of Aman's exquisite long sword in the white light, the lingering shadow once again wrapped around his heart, as if something heavy was pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Ah Ying slowly raised one arm, and pointed his two fingers and sword directly at the long sword that was levitating in the sky and emitting white light. A little white light jumped from her fingertips, echoing the white light on the sword's body that trembled slightly.

Her face was like frost, but her two eyebrows suddenly tightened. The dangling sword shook even more.

"Poof~", the white light on the sword suddenly shone brightly, and the entire exquisite long sword turned into an invisible pure white light that swirled in mid-air and rushed towards Ah Ying.

Wisps of white smoke poured into Ah Ying's fingertips, and the slender iron sword with the original jade hilt was nowhere to be seen!

After Ah Ying, who was sitting on the stone, dispersed the qi veins around him, Ah Man came closer, and said in a sentimental voice: "Sister, Senior Brother finally explained, you want us to send this sword back to Broken Cloud Pavilion and hand it over to Master?"

Ah Ying stood up and walked in front of Ah Man, and looked at it silently for a moment, "There is no place for us in Broken Cloud Pavilion anymore, from the moment we left. ”

Somehow, Ah Man's heart would echo with the voice of the Zangfeng Daoist, "I order you to set off immediately, and support Ah Ying to leave the Broken Cloud Pavilion as soon as possible, and the two of you will not be allowed to step into the Broken Cloud Pavilion for the rest of your life!"

"My Qi Vein cultivation is already in the late stage of Mingcheng, and condensing this sword into the body should be what Senior Brother is most willing to see. ”

The worry in Ah Man's expression did not fade, and he whispered softly: "I hope this sword can really be like a senior brother and protect my sister's life!"

Mo Hetu suddenly ran quickly in front of Ah Ying, dragged Ah Ying's fingers, and said urgently: "Sister Ah Ying, it turns out that you can really break the great kung fu of Cloud Pavilion! Can you ...... Can you teach Tu'er?"

Ah Ying didn't answer, his face was ruthless, and his eyes didn't know when to look at the fading darkness ahead.

A dejected figure walked out slowly in the dim dense forest, his steps were very heavy, his expression was agitated, and he had no previous demeanor at all.

Aman and Mo Hetu noticed Ah Ying's gaze at the same time and looked at it.

Mo Hetu couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and trotted to the approaching Mo Dan, "Daddy, you're finally back!" and then looked around Mo Shan carefully, and asked in confusion: "Daddy, why have you been there for so long...... Or did you catch nothing?"

Mo Shan unexpectedly ignored his daughter this time and walked straight home. This scene looked extremely strange in the eyes of Aman and Ah Ying.

Mo only walked to the door surrounded by his baby daughter, but he didn't even look at the two sisters and brothers. It wasn't until the daughter who followed his ass also entered the house that Ah Ying and Ah Man withdrew their gaze and looked at each other, incomprehensibly.

The moon cage is veiled, the breeze is gentle, the whole mountain forest seems extraordinarily silent, and even the grass hut on the hill looks much bleaker tonight.

Inside the house, Ah Ying sat down early, and the qi veins around his body wandered around Zhou Tian, emitting a faint white light.

Aman couldn't calm down. Thinking of Uncle Mo's empty eyes and strange expression, he simply jumped up, gathered in front of Ah Ying, and said hurriedly: "Sister, let's go see Uncle Mo, I think he seems to be ...... after he comes back today."

Ah Ying had already opened his eyes, his face was indifferent, and he replied directly: "Okay." ”

Aman only turned around and didn't take a step before he heard the door being slammed down, "Brother Aman, Sister Aman, come out quickly, Daddy...... Daddy's got an accident!"

Seeing Mo Hetu's teary eyes and anxious face, Ah Man said with relief: "Don't worry, Tu'er, speak slowly, what's wrong with Uncle Mo?"

"Just now my father came back to the house and didn't say anything, and he didn't answer me when I asked. I saw that he was half dead with fright, and I hurriedly climbed up to watch, but my father pushed me down and walked out of the house quickly. Wait for me to chase it out, Daddy...... Daddy was already out of the hospital! It was pitch black, and I didn't dare to go out with him...... Woo ~ Woo woo ~ " In the end, Mo Hetu still couldn't hold back and sobbed.

Aman hurriedly comforted Mo Hetu, "Tu'er, don't be afraid, my sister and I will go with you to find your father, it will be fine!"

The three of them went out of the courtyard gate together, recklessly, and they didn't know which direction Mo was walking, which was really tricky.

"Brother Aman, Daddy...... Where the hell did Daddy go, did he fall into any evil, Daddy must not have anything to do!"

Aman pondered for a moment, not knowing how to answer her, and then looked at A-Ying.

Ah Ying was expressionless, staring at the dark and dull front, suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and said coldly and decisively: "There is movement." ”

I only heard the sound of grass and trees rustling in the darkness. Aman's heart tightened, revealing a look of fear, "Sister...... This...... This movement ......"

Mo Hetu suddenly stuck to Aman's body, "Brother Aman...... I...... I'm so scared. ”

Suddenly, I heard a deep groan from the darkness ahead. This voice was not a human voice, but it seemed to merge with the darkness, coming from the underworld and hell, bringing people great fear.

Aman also felt that Mo Hetu completely fell into his arms after hearing this voice, his body trembled violently, and he was extremely scared.

At the same time, the moans of ghosts and evil beasts were heard in the darkness below, and the three people in front of the courtyard gate seemed to be surrounded by countless ghosts and monsters in the darkness!