There are thousands of children in the Shadow Palace, some of them are gifted, some are of great intelligence, but they all have different tragic fates and are forcibly collected from all over Kyushu.

The Shadow Temple's training is almost inhumane, and the chances of survival are extremely slim, but for these children whose families have changed, they have no choice - either to be bullied and die on the streets, or to grit their teeth and persevere in the Shadow Temple.

No emotion, no thought, no ego. All the children, without exception, are orphans, and they grow up the way the Shadow Temple wishes, and keep the secrets of the Shadow Crowd silent forever.

Kill like a puppet and steal like a maggot. This is the tragedy of every filmmaker, and it is also the dignity and hope of every filmmaker.

By the time that fire had consumed everything, he had nothing left. But it was this hellish cage of despair that gave him the courage and strength to break free from the quagmire.

He has long since lost his ego, only Shadow's mission and arrogance. When he returns from hell and spreads his wings in a cage, he naturally has to carry all this and continue to write down the myth of Shadow.

It's just that tonight, he wants to be willful once, and he is too eager to know if he is the only one who bears this ancient fate.

"Yes, Lord of the Temple. So, the news of the whereabouts of the two people in Youlian Valley?"

The shadow groaned for a moment, but still ordered: "Pass."

The Shadow Hall is worthy of being the number one intelligence organization in the world, and several famous and decent families really obtained the whereabouts of Yuqing and the others who disappeared early for a small amount of money.

Unexpectedly, these three children did not rush back to Youlian Valley to seek protection, but went straight to Yanzhou, and they actually broke the mind of the magic weapon. For a while, several decent people didn't know whether to praise their newborn calves for not being afraid of tigers, or to laugh at them for being too self-aware.

After making a move in the town, the three of Yuqing had already returned to the suburbs, just like when they first left Youlian Valley. Bingruo is also accustomed to lying on the spot, only the little fox Bai Nuan Nuan is unwilling in every way:

"Yuqing, Yuqing, why should we spend the night in this wilderness and wilderness!" It was not easy to enter the city to eat and drink, and after a few days, he returned to the wilderness that he was very familiar with, and he was naturally unhappy.

"How nice it is here, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce. Don't you think this water lily in the moonlight is beautiful?" Yu Qing didn't care about these at all, he was used to living in the valley, and the first time he came to this endless wilderness, he only felt that his muscles and veins were comfortable and his heart was ethereal.

With his arms outstretched, he let the night breeze blow across his skirt, and his limbs stretched out like never before. The depression of a few days was forgotten for the time being, his mind moved slightly, and Ling Yue was in his hand, and he had already danced with the instinct of his body.

The bright moon shimmers, and the fairy ......

"Who!"

A purple light flashed, and Ice had already flown to the edge of the lakeside woods. The faint Lianbi short sword lay across the neck of a man in black, but it was miraculously stopped by a faint red light that seemed to be nothing, and he lost his strength to move forward.

At the same time, the silver bell in Bingruo's sleeve trembled slightly, and Lian Bi, who had already taken off the momentum, even dimmed the purple fluorescence.

His face did not move, and Bingruo was still cold to the onlookers who suddenly appeared. He is very familiar with the aura of the person who came, and he has been following him for the past few days, but it has always been difficult to find a trace, and finally today he took advantage of Yu Qing's perception to let him catch it: "Say, why have you been following us?"

The man in black wore the mask of Yama, and the blade of the sword was around his neck without the slightest fear. Looking at the lakeside, his eyes seemed to be reluctant to turn to Bing Ruo in front of him, and then floated to the broken sword on his waist, and said, "This is your sword?"

The deep voice is like a backwater night, without the slightest wave.

His Lianbi was inexplicably out of control, but fortunately, the man in front of him didn't seem to have any intention of making a move. Bingruo quietly withdrew Lian Bi and looked at the person who didn't know the details: "What?"

Since Qing'er has given this sword to herself, it is her own!

The man in black thought in his heart: The broken sword flickered with a glowing white light, and it was obviously in a state of mutual induction with its master. Presumably, it was this man who had a killing intent towards himself, which drove the divine sword of the Phoenix clan. It seems that my guess last time was good, but I didn't expect that there are really people from the Xuan family in this world......

The gaze of the man in front of him softened inexplicably, and Bingruo clenched the hilt of the sword, which was really untouchable. Does he know how to break up? That is to regard himself as a member of the Xuan family? In such a state, he is not an enemy of the Xuan family? Then he is also a decent person?

Completely ignoring Bingruo's question marks, the man in black smiled slightly under the mask. Since they are friends, they need not be guarded. Now his appearance of being unclear is probably just that he has not fully awakened.

Even the old hall master refused to tell him, what happened sixteen years ago, so that the mighty Phoenix Clan fell to this place overnight. Xuan Lang of the Tianchi Sect has already explored the Void and Reality Absolute Intangible Cultural Heritage, but with the existence of this person, the Phoenix Clan's Relics are not completely declining.

"Master Xuan, what is in the world of the Nine Mysteries Forest is the Broken God Weapon that restrains the broken sword, and I will say goodbye here. He did not bow his hand, but the red light shimmered, and the man flew backwards and disappeared into the night.

Lakeside Yuqing still comprehended in the sword dance, but Bingruo in the corner was angry to the bottom. It seems that this god-breaking artifact is not a great secret, how come he has never heard of it?

Yu Qing obviously also knew what that god-breaking magic weapon was, was it because of her identity as a young valley master, or because of the green light that drove the Ling Yue Sword?

Only spiritual power can be seen by the naked eye, his own spiritual power is cyan, even the spiritual power of the Bi Twin Swords is purple, and Yu Qing can also use a steady stream of cyan spiritual power, so is this spiritual power given to Yu Qing by Ling Yue, or by Yu Qing to Ling Yue?

Ling Yue could identify all the people under the Creation Realm, so what was the origin of the person who could quietly follow him and Yu Qing? What was his intention in telling him the name of the magic weapon? What does the Divine Breaking Magic Weapon have to do with him?

He said that he was a member of the Xuan family, but the broken sword obviously recognized Yu Qing as the master, so Yu Qing should be a person of the legendary Xuan family, but Yu Qing's spiritual power is the same as himself, and the color of his spiritual power is the same, so he should be in the same vein, so does he have anything to do with the Xuan family?

But, on the day of the tassel, why did he call himself Shang Bingruo? He has nine tails, is he really the legendary Nine-Tailed Fox Clan of the Protoss? Why did he just suppress his Lianbi short sword with the silver bell he gave him, and why did he give him the treasure that could suppress Lianbi?

It's obviously fifteen tonight, but his own love poison didn't attack. True Qi is still sealed in the body and is also not allowed to operate, is it because the poison yesterday also sealed the Romance Poison, or is it because as long as there is no True Qi Bonding Affection Poison, it will not attack?

Why yourself has been filled with endless questions lately!

It seems that there is a chance to talk from that 10,000-year-old fox.

Having made up her mind, Bingruo looked at Yu Qing, who was still dancing freely, and took out a roast chicken that he bought during the day from the package to find the little fox.

"Don't sleep, let's eat!"

Hearing Bingruo's voice, Bai Nuannuan, who was leaning on the edge of the tree, turned around in surprise and saw a fragrant and delicious chicken leg.

"Ahhhh

"Wipe your saliva! At the perfect timing, Bingruo sat beside Bai Nuannuan and leaned against her on the same giant tree. "If you put it on the fire and roast it, it will be better, it's a little cold. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. "This fox may be natural to eat chickens, Bai Nuannuan gnawed his mouth full of oil, and the whole person was a hundred times more energetic. "Delicious!

Bingruo thoughtfully handed over the silk cloth, and at the same time wrapped most of the remaining chickens in oiled paper and placed them beside Bai Nuannuan. closed his eyes and recuperated, and he felt inexplicably more relaxed.

"Nuan Nuan, have you ever seen someone from the Xuan clan?"

"Huh, Xuan Clan?" a chicken leg went down, Bai Nuannuan finally stopped gobbling up like a hungry ghost, and began to savor the remaining roast chicken.

"Of course I've seen it, all handsome guys, silk clothes, jade trees in the wind, eyes like stars, and Eguan Bo belt. As long as the Xuan family is there, it will be peaceful, and the country and the people will be safe. ”

"It's the first time I've heard you say so many four-word words, and it looks like an adoration. Seeing that this fox was so serious, Bingruo couldn't help but laugh.

Bai Nuannuan doesn't mind, I've lived for so long, I've experienced thousands of times in life and death, I haven't heard anything to tease him? Bingruo hasn't eaten pork, and he may not have seen a pig run, but it's still far away: "What do you think? I'm a male fox, and I'm used to chasing handsome guys." ”

"That'...... At that time, the Xuan family was all over Kyushu, but they were not connected with other remnants?" "Bingruo naturally didn't really come over to tease this 10,000-year-old fox, and the topic was brought to the direction he hoped for little by little, and it was convenient to talk from this stupid white sweetness.

"I have lived for so long, and the Shang clan only occasionally makes a few weak women make a little waves, and as for the so-called Xuanyuan clan, I have only seen it in books. ”

I didn't pay attention to the words at all, Bai Nuannuan was still eating happily: "Hawkers, the Xuan clan is so powerful, the power of one clan is enough to stabilize the common people, what's the use of other remnants?"

Are there only weak women?

I opened my eyes and looked at the Milky Way in the sky, recalling the almost vague figure of my fragile mother. Mother, give me the blood of the bereaved family, but you?

"Nuan Nuan, I remember you said that spiritual power is colored, have you ever seen the color of the spiritual power of the Shang people?"

"You said that the spiritual power of the Feng clan? no, no, the women of the Shang clan are all frail, with broken spiritual veins, and they can't use their spiritual power. I don't know how the bloodline has been passed down over the years. Bai Nuannuan replied casually.

The Milky Way in Bingruo's eyes gradually blurred. Naturally, it is by forbearance and suffering that it struggles to survive......

In the pitiful vague memories of the Donglin Sect, his mother, who did not have a trace of true qi, was there a moment when he didn't live carefully and protect him? Before he met Yuqing, wasn't his spiritual vein also incomplete?

Bing Ruo almost confirmed the identity of his Feng Clan's relict Shang Clan, but he still didn't know much about the past between the Protoss. In any case, the suffering of the Shang clan that has been weak for generations is the end of Yuqing. If it weren't for Yu Qing's hard work to find the spirit grass artifact for himself several times, he was afraid that his muscles and veins would never be able to be completed.

Yuqing, Yuqing, how did you save me......