At the foot of Cangyue Pai Mountain, an ordinary courtyard outside Qinghefang City.

An old man with a fairy wind quietly walked into this courtyard, and when the old man pushed the door open a gap, a sword light drilled out of the crack like lightning and directly attacked the old man's throat.

The old man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and blocked back this sharp sword light. The whole process was extremely fast, and the old man was like chasing a fly, and he had no effect on the action of opening the door.

The old man pushed open the door, walked inside, and closed the door with his hand. Unexpectedly, it was pitch black in the house, and the old man couldn't see the situation in the house clearly for a while.

Several light sounds came from the darkness, and it was the sword light that appeared just now that struck again. Under the cover of darkness, the sword light became more hidden, and the old man still stopped all the attacks with just a wave of his sleeves.

Then the old man's fingers were slightly bent, and he saw that a thick black cloth had been torn off the window, and the whole room immediately lit up.

On the table next to the window, there was also a jar of wine that had been opened, and in front of the table, there were three or four jars of wine that had been drunk, piled up under the table haphazardly, and the room was filled with a strong smell of wine.

A monk with a sword in both hands was staring fiercely at the old man.

"Why?" the sword-wielding monk looked frenzied, and after a question, he swung his sword again and stabbed at the old man, who still flicked his sleeve and blocked the sword light back.

"If it weren't for Brother Qi back then, I would have died in that nameless little canyon a long time ago. But you asked me to arrange someone to kill him, why?" This crazy monk was none other than Huang Kutou, who had been in contact with Zhao Liang a few days ago.

Without waiting for the old man to answer, Huang Kutou swung his sword forward again, but the sharp blade that could cut through gold and jade was always inferior to the old man's soft sleeves. Huang Kutou was like a mad bull, tirelessly rushing forward again and again, but was repulsed again and again.

In the end, Huang Kutou stopped his crazy actions after spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

And the old man, who had been indifferent, immediately sent out a fireball technique in his hand after seeing the black blood, burning the black blood clean, and even the gas of the black blood when it was burning was blown out of the house, as if he was extremely afraid of it.

The old man turned around and sat on the chair next to the table, stared at Huang Kutou and said sternly: "This is the second time you have taken this pill, I told you that this medicine can only be taken twice, and within two hours after taking it for the third time, you will be scattered and will no longer be able to enter reincarnation." ”

"The theory of reincarnation is an ethereal thing, no one can be sure of its existence, and who knows if there is reincarnation?" Huang Kutou didn't pay attention to the old man's words at all, picked up the wine jar that had been opened on the table, and poured it directly into his mouth.

At this time, although Huang Kutou kept drinking, he was very sober, and he was like two people with his crazy performance just now.

The old man saw that the other party had calmed down, so he spoke: "More than ten years have passed since that incident, and it was not until this year that Qi Yuande's cultivation returned to the eighth layer of qi refining, but in just half a year, he fell to the seventh layer of qi refining. And the speed at which Xiu Wei fell faster and faster, he was afraid.

He was afraid that because of too much time, he would forget the brother who once lived and died together, and forgot the unforgettable hatred. He was afraid that when he woke up, his cultivation would be completely lost, and he would no longer be able to avenge his brothers. ”

"Then why do you want me to arrange for Zhao Liang to protect the kid surnamed Kou?"

"Do you think Qi Yuande can kill Kou Zhuoyi?" the old man looked at Huang Kutou with a mocking expression.

"Kou Zhuoyi has a grandfather who is in the consummation realm of the late stage of foundation building, how can he lack the means to save his life! If nothing else, take the jade pendant on this person's body as an example, it can withstand the three all-out attacks of the ninth-layer Great Perfection cultivator of Qi refining. You can't break this jade pendant if you give Qi Yuande a day!" After the old man finished speaking, he poured himself a cup of tea.

I don't know when, there is already a small stove and a purple clay pot on the table, at this time the fire in the furnace is booming, the water in the purple clay pot has been boiled, and the tea fragrance in the cup has overflowed.

"So Brother Qi knew that this move was futile before he acted?" Huang Kutou looked incredulous, and the old man nodded silently after hearing this.

Huang Kutou no longer answered the old man, and continued to hold the wine jar and began to pour wine, as if he had forgotten the old man.

"Although you don't know the news that Qi Yuande survived, the other party has been paying attention to you. This is what Qi Yuande wrote before the action, let me hand it over to you after his death. After speaking, the old man took out a letter from his bosom and put it on the table, put away the stove and tea set, and drifted away.

After the old man left, Huang Kutou no longer drank, but picked up the letter with trembling hands. When the letter was finished, it was already dark, and Huang Kutou sat in the darkness like a statue.

The things that were buried in the depths of memory are now flashing in front of my eyes,

......

In an ordinary small valley, eight monks stood silently covered in dust and blood.

"Senior Brother Huang, you have the best figure, we will cover you to leave in a while, you must return to the sect with the mission items!" a resolute-looking monk solemnly admonished, after that, these monks formed an arrow battle formation, and the person who spoke was at the tip of the arrow, it was Qi Yuande, the team of this team. And this senior brother Huang is now Huang Haojun, the head of the Yellow Library.

Outside the valley, more than twenty Infinite Sect Shadow Hall monks had already stood in the position of the Glaive Array, firmly surrounding the valley like a cloth bag.

The arrow formation slammed into the more than 20 black-clothed people who were blocked at the mouth of the valley, and the killing sound shook the sky for a while, and under the blessing of the formation, the power of each monk's attack was far greater than usual.

Qi Yuande, who was at the tip of the arrow, although his attack was sharp, he was also the focus of the attack of the Wuji Sect monk outside Taniguchi, and he was attacked several times more than others.

Although the people who formed the arrow formation desperately rushed forward to kill, in the face of the Wuji Sect monks who were several times their own and had also formed a formation, they were quickly dragged back by the other party.

"Senior Brother Huang, prepare to break through!" After Team Qi Zheng at the tip of the arrow shouted, the spiritual power of all the monks in the arrow formation converged towards Team Zheng, only to see that his body was full of light, and the nine-section whip in his hand was even more brilliant.

Then the nine-section whip unleashed an earth-shattering blow, knocking the six or seven black-clothed men in front of him into the air, instantly opening a gap in the encirclement. At the same time, countless blood also burst out from Team Qi's body.

Senior Brother Huang, who seized this opportunity, ran forward desperately, and suddenly a dark hall monk next to him flew behind Senior Brother Huang, and a jet-black spell instantly pierced through this person, although the size became much smaller, but still a part of it hit Senior Brother Huang.

Senior Brother Huang hurriedly turned around, and saw countless spells emanating from the hands of the Wuji Sect monks, flying towards the bloodied Qi Team and their teammates who had exhausted their mana.

......

"Grandfather, when I was waiting for you to come out that day, I did see a transmission note. At that time, I listened to it because I was curious, but then I left in a hurry, and I forgot to inform you of it, and my grandson knew that he was wrong, and asked my grandfather to punish him. "A boy who looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old was kneeling on the ground.

In front of it was an old man with a white beard, who was old, but his body was stronger than that of most young monks, and his fierce aura gave others an invisible oppression.

"You bastard! you're so angry with me!" The angry old man with white hair kicked him to the ground, and just when the old man stirred up his aura and wanted to kill the young man, he was stopped by the head of He on the side.

"Brother Kou Xian, the matter has come to this, and now is not the time to hold Ling Sun accountable. Let's talk about this in another place. ”

When the room returned to calm, the monk who had been unconscious on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and this person was none other than Senior Brother Huang who had escaped from the siege of the Wuji Sect monks.

But when he broke out of the encirclement, he was hit by a spell that emitted black light, and he didn't feel anything at first, but this spell slowly penetrated into his bones, directly corroding the bones and meridians, but fortunately, Senior Brother Huang carried enough pills on his body, so he reluctantly rushed back to the sect and completed the task assigned by the sect.

In the Cangyue Sect, if a disciple of the Dark Hall dies in the line of duty, he can receive a large amount of settling-in allowance. However, if the task can be successfully completed, the sect will provide compensation to the family of the deceased several times more than the standard value. At that time, the other seven monks were ready to sacrifice, and Senior Brother Huang returned to the sect not only for himself, but also for the families of his teammates.

When the sect monks rushed to the valley, the place had become a mess, and there were not many intact corpses to be found. Not only the disciples of the Cangyue Sect, but even the disciples of the Wuji Sect did not leave any living mouths.

Judging from the traces at the scene, it should be a group of iron-backed demon wolves that suddenly appeared from around and attacked the monks present.

Although the Yin Damage Spell in Senior Brother Huang's body was finally resolved, his cultivation also fell to the fourth level of Qi refining, and there was no possibility of recovery in his life.

And the grandson of the hall master of the dark hall was grounded for five years because he opened important information privately and did not pass the information to the hall master. As a result, the hall master was removed from his position as hall master.

He killed seven brothers, but he was only punished with the painless punishment of "being grounded for five years". After hearing the news, Senior Brother Huang, who was seriously ill in bed, was about to struggle to find Master He on the spot, when an old man secretly entered Senior Brother Huang's house.

"Your cultivation has been damaged, it's not that you've suffered from spells, it's that Kou Minglie has given you some kind of prohibition. If you choose to follow me, I can give you a hope of revenge. ”

Since then, Senior Brother Huang has become the "Huang Kutou" in the mouth of everyone, and his loyalty is not there, but there is only a fire of revenge.