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A man in gray was rowing vigorously on the boat, which seemed to be filled with incense, candles, paper money, and other sacrificial objects.

Ou Chuyang asked loudly: "Who is coming, what are you doing in my Qianyuan Sect Cemetery?"

When the man in gray heard the word "Qianyuan", he was shocked, stood up and looked at Ou Chuyang, and suddenly exclaimed, "You...... You are Uncle Ou!"

"Do you know me?" asked Ou Chuyang, who didn't recognize this person.

"Really...... It's really Uncle Ou!" The man in gray was extremely excited, jumped ashore in one step, knelt down in front of Ou Chuyang, and cried: "Disciple...... Disciple Qianyuan Zong Yan Xiaobin...... I finally saw Uncle Ou today, this ...... That's great!"

"Hurry up, please. As soon as Ou Chuyang heard that he was a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect, he immediately helped him up.

"This ...... Ah! I've seen Senior Sister Kunyu Zongmu. "Today, when I went to the island to pay tribute to the master, Mu Wanqing didn't bring a veil, and Yan Xiaobin recognized her at a glance.

Mu Wanqing stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen Senior Brother Yan." ”

Ou Chuyang looked at the incense, candles, paper money and other sacrificial objects on the ship, and asked, "You are also here to sweep the tomb." ”

"Exactly. Yan Xiaobin got on the boat and brought things ashore, "I originally planned to come to sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival, but, alas...... It's a long story. ”

"Then take your time. Ou Chuyang said, "Let's go to the tomb with you first, and then find a place to have a good chat." ”

"Okay, Uncle Ou, please. ”

The reunion after the catastrophe is particularly cordial. The three of them went up the mountain again to worship. Then rowed across the sea and came to a restaurant in the market under Longfeng Mountain.

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Yan Xiaobin is only twenty or thirty years old, but his sideburns have white hair, his face is full of sorrow, and his back is a little bent. Presumably these two years have been extremely miserable.

Ou Chuyang listened to Yan Xiaobin's introduction: He has joined the Qianyuan Sect for seven or eight years, but he only has a heavy sword sect, he is stupid, his cultivation is very slow, and his cultivation has always been at the bottom of the realm. Therefore, on that treasure hunting trip to Qianyuanzong's island, he was very self-aware and did not participate, but stayed to guard the mountain gate. Later, when he learned that the island had changed drastically and the two sects of Qianyuan and Kunyu were wiped out, he was heartbroken and rushed to the island to collect the corpses of his fellow sects.

"When I saw that small tomb tombstone that read, 'The Tomb of My Beloved Wife Mei Aoxue', I knew that Uncle Ou was not killed. I saw what Uncle Ou left behind: 'Qianyuan Kunyu is not here, and if you don't take revenge, you won't be a person.' Sixteen big words, I was even more excited. ”

Yan Xiaobin took a sip of wine and said excitedly: "Uncle Ou is the most talented master of the younger generation of Qianyuanzong, as long as Uncle Ou is still there, there is still hope for Qianyuanzong." Today, I am even happier to see Senior Sister Mu alive. ”

"As long as Wanqing and I are not dead, we will definitely avenge our master. Ou Chuyang raised his glass and toasted with Yan Xiaobin, and then asked, "What happened later?"

"Later......" A trace of bitterness flashed in Yan Xiaobin's eyes, "Later, the people who were originally staying on the mountain gradually left. The island has also become an ominous place in people's mouths, and no one dares to go to the island except when I go up to worship and clean up during the New Year's holidays. People in the surrounding villages said that the ghosts on it were all ghosts......"

"I'm not afraid of any powerful ghosts!" Yan Xiaobin became excited, "It's good that all of my Qianyuan Sect have become powerful ghosts, so that I can find enemies to ask for my life, and I can take revenge on those who oppress us......"

"Yo, Yan Xiaobin, who do you want to take revenge against, you unlucky bastard? Five young men with swords came up in the restaurant, pointing at Yan Xiaobin and saying:

"Have you finished wiping the floor of the main hall? Is the water in the water tank full? Have you cleaned the thatched house? If you dare to hide here and be lazy, go back and be careful of being whipped!"

"I think the idiot must have gone to the haunted island again to cry to his dead master. Woo woo, Master, I'm so miserable. Woo woo woo, master, you quickly turn into a ghost and avenge me, woo woo woo ......"

"You are not allowed to insult my master!" Yan Xiaobin stood up with the strength of the wine, "My parents died, and it was the master who brought me to the Qianyuan Sect, gave me food, and taught me to practice swords...... You can bully me, but you are not allowed to insult my master!"

"Yo! You kid is really drunk and cowardly, do you want to rebel?" a white-faced young man led by the five young people pursed his lips disdainfully, and said contemptuously: "Only an incompetent master like you Qianyuanzong can teach a cowardly apprentice like you." If your master and those wastes from your Qianyuan Sect have the ability, how can they be killed in one day?"

"Isn't it? I knew that the strength of the Qianyuan Sect was so poor, and our Ninghai Sword Sect should have taken action to destroy them a long time ago. A person next to him said, "Letting them occupy Longfeng Mountain for so long in vain is really a waste of food for Wang-Ba eating barley." ”

"You...... You dare to insult my master, I ......" Yan Xiaobin's face turned red and trembled with anger.

"I'm going to insult your master, what's the matter?" the white-faced young man snorted coldly, and then insulted: "Not only are you Qianyuan Sect all waste, but also Nakun Yuzong is also cheap. I just hate that the head didn't lead everyone to fight Longfeng Mountain earlier, or our senior brothers can also share a small - wave - hoof - son of Kun Yu Sect ......"

"Shut up!" Yan Xiaobin was furious, and slapped the white-faced young man.

"Do you dare to do it with me?" The young man didn't dodge or dodge, stood in place and looked at Yan Xiaobin for a long time, and sneered: "I'll just stand here and let you fight, you can try to move me a hair?"

Yan Xiaobin stopped in the air with one palm, trembling violently, but did not continue to fight.

The white-faced young man took a step forward, stretched his neck, tilted his head and put his face under Yan Xiaobin's slap, and kept mocking: "You fight! If you have a kind of hit, Lao Tzu puts his face in front of you, see if you dare to touch it? You fight, why don't you fight? Don't you feel like you have a few mouthfuls of cat urine? Why don't you fight, there is a kind of ...... you beat?"

"Smack!"

The white-faced young man "poofed" and fell on the floor and fainted.

Ou Chuyang withdrew his palm and continued to drink as if nothing had happened.

"Chok!" "Choke!" "Choke!" "Choke!" The four young men behind him pulled out their swords at the same time, pointed at Ou Chuyang and shouted angrily: "Who are you?

"Today is my Qianyuan Sect's sacrificial ceremony, and I don't want to kill people and see blood. But if you dare to point your sword at me again, don't blame me for being ruthless. Ou Chuyang coldly glanced at the four people in front of him.

"Hmph! What a big breath, at the foot of my Longfeng Mountain, how can I allow you to be rampant!" A bold young man in Tsing Yi shouted loudly: "Report your name, the Ninghai Sword Sect will not kill the nameless." ”

"You don't deserve to ask my name. Ou Chuyang suddenly made a move, and the sword light flashed.

...... (To be continued.) )