The leader was horrified when he heard that someone called him a ghost, he understood that the other party was really an immortal of the dragon clan, and the possibility of his escape was very small, and there must be a reason why he didn't kill himself until now, so he simply stopped and looked back at the place where the voice came from.

I saw that next to the long sword, a man's figure slowly appeared, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was handsome and dashing in white clothes. His hands are on his back, his eyes are as deep as water, and there are only a few strands of white hair on his sideburns.

"Uncle Long!!" A call of surprise came from behind him, He Yinuo and He Xue looked at the man in front of them with a surprise and excitement on their faces.

The old man who had been by their side since they were children, who was old and haggard, stood in front of them like this at this moment, like an ancient god of war, proud of the world, but his cultivation He Yinuo could not see through, and he was already an existence beyond the illusion!!

And the hands he carried behind him were still as rough as the vicissitudes of life of the old man, and the wood carvings left deep ravines in his palms, flowing through the long river of years, like the afterglow of the sunset, witnessing how many glorious years!!

Uncle Long didn't turn around, nor did he answer them, the wind swept by, the robe fluttered, the dragon roared, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.

"You, you, you are the first disciple under the Dragon Throne, Long Tianxing!!" The surprise of the ghost ghost was not trivial, he had completely given up all resistance at this moment, and all the words could not explain the shock in his heart at the moment.

And after the initial shock, there was a sudden excitement and excitement on his face that could not be concealed, as if this moment, or this person he had been looking forward to for a long time.

After a while, he actually knelt on the ground with a thud, and then couldn't help but kneel down, his face was extremely pious, and he said from time to time, "Lord Dragon, the villain has admired you for a long time, since the dragon clan ceremony five thousand years ago, the villain will worship you as a god in his heart, just thinking that one day he will be able to meet you The opportunity to meet you, but what, your status is noble, and your cultivation is even more heavenly, and the villain is only like an ant floating, dare not look forward to the sky, the villain can't dream of having a moment today, and it is a blessing to meet at this moment!!" His words were filled with unconcealable excitement.

Uncle Long's face was calm and did not fluctuate in the slightest, his figure standing in the wind at the moment stood still, towering in front of the ghost like a mountain, and in the face of his words, Uncle Long did not respond at all.

The ghost boy stood up after three knocks again, and there was still excitement on his face, but he was deliberately calming his mind at the moment, and then he raised his left hand, and the red ice pick actually came out again, but it was obviously a little weaker, perhaps it was hit hard when it collided and shattered.

When everyone saw him take it out again, they all said vigilantly, "What do you want to do?" and only He Yinuo and Uncle Long had no waves, and they didn't do anything to stop them.

The ghost chanted in his mouth, and the ice pick slowly broke away from his palm, and he crossed Uncle Long and came to Uncle Zhao, who wanted to step forward to stop but was stopped by Zhao Zhichuang.

The next moment, the ice pick quickly shattered, but this time it was not reassembled, but directly shattered into pieces of Xiaoice, and then melted into red water droplets one by one under the gaze of everyone, dripping on Uncle Zhao's chest.

After three breaths, the pain on Uncle Zhao's body disappeared, and the wound was miraculously healed, and not only that, Xiuwei also broke through a realm.

"This is the Blazing Ice Pick I have cultivated for 3,000 years, and the melted water can quickly repair the wounds, hoping to make up for some of the mistakes I have made. After the ghost finished speaking, he bowed deeply to everyone.

"Hmph, how can this matter be ended with one awl and one bow, if Uncle Long hadn't appeared, wouldn't we all be poisoned by you?" Zhao Zhichuang was resentful in his heart, and the hurt he had just suffered was still difficult to let go.

"You all know the grievances in your hearts, and you will remember them in your hearts, if he needs it in the future, he should serve wholeheartedly!!" The ghost ghost looked sincere, clenched his fists, and after pondering for a moment, his face suddenly seemed to show a decision, and then his hands were palms, his arms were crossed and folded, and he was in front of him.

After three breaths, his brows were furrowed, his face was pale, and he took his hands as his heart, pushing towards everyone, and in an instant, the power of the Dao Law surged into everyone's bodies like a white mist, and after a while, the ghost ghost's whole body was paralyzed and he collapsed to the ground.

"This !!" everyone was stunned, but they didn't say anything more.

"Would you like everything to start from scratch?" Uncle Long asked indifferently as he looked at what the ghost had done.

The ghost ghost's cultivation was completely lost, and he forcibly lifted his breath and said, "If I can be by your side, he can fight side by side with you one day, which is what I want in the next life." ”

When Uncle Long heard this, his figure gradually dissipated, and the long sword turned into blazing light again and disappeared into the cloud dragon, "You come with me, Yinuo, Xueman, you two also follow me." ”

The ghost showed ecstasy on his face, and randomly thanked him, "Thank you, thank you!!" and then followed.

He Yinuo handed over Uncle Zhao, who had just recovered from his serious injury, to everyone, and then went to the back mountain with Xue Man.

The clouds and dragons in the sky dissipated, the wind gradually subsided, the sky cleared, and under the sky, in the small village, his simplicity and tranquility were once again restored, only the dragon's groans that still lingered in their ears echoed in their dreams.

Back in the mountains, in the huts.

"Uncle Long, ,,, you" He Yinuo looked at the man in front of him who was fluttering in white and had extraordinary instruments, his face was still in disbelief, it was difficult for him to associate it with the blind old man with a vicissitudes of life and an old age.

Uncle Long smiled, and did not answer, but looked at He Yinuo, patted him on the shoulder, showed appreciation, and said with relief, "Yinuo, you have grown up,,," and then turned his head to look at Xue Man, his eyes were full of love, and there was deep love on his face, he stroked Xue Man's cheeks, and said softly, "Xue Man, you have also grown up,"

Xue Man did not avoid it, but instead stared deeply at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a moment of confusion on his face, and then with tears in his eyes, he said with a trace of choking, "You are your father??!!"

Uncle Long smiled, the kindness on his face was even more loving than before, and after a moment he nodded.

"Daddy!!" Xue Man called, threw herself into Uncle Long's arms, and couldn't cry. It seems that the grievances of so many years are flowing wantonly at this moment.

Maybe it's because of the heart-to-heart relationship between father and daughter that Xue Man can recognize his father, but He Yinuo, who is on the side at the moment, is a little stunned, his eyes are complicated, he and Xue Man have been commensurate with each other since childhood, Xue Man recognizes Uncle Long as his father at the moment, so isn't it true that they are not real brothers and sisters?

Uncle Long seemed to know He Yinuo's confusion at the moment, he gently stroked Xue Man's hair, Xue Man left Uncle Long's arms, and there were still tears on the flowers.

"Yinuo, what happened to your father back then, whether it was from Duan Muri's side or what you have seen and heard over the years, you should know more or less. Uncle Long looked at He Yinuo and asked slowly, unknown emotions flashing on his face.

He Yinuo nodded respectfully and replied, "The people who followed my father in the Sea of Annihilation back then, as well as Elder Duan Muri, on their side, have already learned some things about my father back then, but there are still a lot of confusions, including the Boundary Stone on my body, and Pu Chen!" His heart became a little inexplicably nervous at this moment, and the mystery of his life that had plagued him for many years had been almost revealed.

"This matter, we have to start from the afterlife,,, Uncle Long slowly turned around, came to the small window of the house, looked out of the window, his face appeared a trace of melancholy and sigh, he carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were blurred, as if reminiscing and lingering, and the past was lingering.

"Your mother, Long Xiaohui, is my fellow junior sister, all worship under the Holy Clan's Master Dragon Holy Throne, our senior brother and sister have a very good relationship, at that time I was young and frivolous, and often caused trouble, and every time it was my little junior sister who interceded for me, so that the master was exempted from punishment. Speaking of this, Uncle Long seemed to shake his head, and in a wry smile, the scene of the year seemed to be vaguely vivid.

"It's just that later the appearance of Xueman's mother disrupted the original orderly life, Xueman's mother did not belong to the dragon clan, therefore, the matter between us was strongly opposed by the master, and at that time, I was strong in blood and blood, but I insisted on going against the current, at that time, everyone deliberately alienated me and was hostile to me, and only Xiaohui has been encouraging me, so that I can continue to persevere, but, maybe because I am not bold enough, or too many scruples, all I can do is this. There seemed to be a trace of melancholy and helplessness on his face, but no one noticed it through the window.

"It wasn't until your father, He Wentian, appeared, that it all came to an end. Uncle Long turned to look at He Yinuo, and from his eyes, he seemed to see the figure of the person back then, the same perseverance, the same perseverance.

He Yinuo looked at Uncle Long, whose eyes were a little stagnant at the moment, and interrupted, "How is my father?"

Uncle Long came back to his senses, "Although your father does not belong to the Holy Clan, he is amazingly talented, coupled with his persistent and resolute character, he has a very high attainment in cultivation, he once defeated the two major protectors of the Dragon Clan by himself, and even my empty-eyed, self-respecting master Long Sheng also became interested in him." Uncle Long's face was full of unconcealable appreciation and admiration, and the words of praise were endless.

"Your mother, like your father, is persistent, tenacious and longs for freedom, dreaming of breaking through the shackles, and this is the beginning of this catastrophe. Speaking of this, Uncle Long once again turned around and looked into the distance through the small window, He Yinuo and He Xue were listening quietly, once upon a time, everything they did was for this moment.