Ling Zhi was worried in his heart.

Duan Lao died in the Hundred Beast Mountain Range because of Nie Tianhai, but he didn't have the strength to save him.

When he returned to Tongxi City, he was surrounded and suppressed by Lin Shaodong and the people who took charge of the martial arts, in a vain attempt to seize the secret on his body.

I had no choice but to flee Tongxi City and come to Dongzhou to participate in this blood refining, wanting to use the whetstone of the blood refining to sharpen myself.

"Woohoo"

A strong breath of air rolled, and I saw Gu Tong tightly grasping a rickety old man in his hand.

Ling Zhi's eyes immediately turned red when he saw him.

"Old Duan!"

Ling Zhi shouted.

Duan Lao is still alive!!

Looks so old, he must have suffered inhuman torture.

"Gu Tong, you're about to let him go!!"

Ling Zhi shouted.

However, now Duan Lao was suddenly grabbed by Gu Tong.

"Ling Zhi, this old man is what you call Duan Lao?"

Gu Tong still had a faint smile on his face, and at the same time, he condensed a purple qi and firmly strangled Duan Lao.

"Gu Tong, you let go of my old Duan"

Ling Zhi shouted.

"You haven't recognized the current situation, and you're not qualified to negotiate with me."

Gu Tong sneered.

Gu Tong has firmly grasped his life.

A painful feeling rose in Ling Zhi's mind.

"Ling Zhi, why didn't you save me, could you just bear to watch me suffer from the black mist of the Hundred Beast Mountain Range!"

Old Duan's voice suddenly opened his mouth to question Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi didn't know what to say when he heard Duan Lao ask this.

"Woohoo"

Suddenly, one after another unjust souls surrounded Ling Zhi.

They were all people that Ling Zhi had known before, and they were all questioning why Ling Zhi wanted to kill them.

"Whoop"

Yin Qi is full of ghosts.

Ling Zhi looked ashamed of the people who had died because of him.

Ling Zhi was still suffering from all these accusations and questions, and boundless resentment washed over his mind.

The nightmare in Ling Zhi's heart was spreading, and his internal strength was disappearing little by little.

The sea of his divine consciousness is also drying up little by little.

"Brother Ling!"

Yun'er sensed the vicious changes in Ling Zhi's own self, and hurriedly called.

Ling Zhi rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, surrounded by a thick black qi around him.

"Whoa"

Bloody face.

Ling Zhi's mouth, nose, ears, and eyes all flowed blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"Senior sister, look at his appearance, this is the waste you look at"

Gu Tong looked at Yun'er and pointed at Ling Zhi, who was rolling like a dog, and said lightly.

A hint of hatred appeared on Yun'er's face.

"What do you want to stop?"

"You leave him and come back to me"

Gu Tong smiled lightly.

Ling Zhi, who was rolling on the ground, the rolling of his body shattered the dirt and formed a pit on the ground.

Now his breath is extremely unstable.

The golden light intertwined around him, turning into electric snakes flickering on Ling Zhi's body.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling"

Yun'er was calling anxiously.

I saw Ling Zhi covered in sweat and mixed with blood, his whole body was exposed, and he was panting heavily.

"Senior sister, let him fend for himself here"

Gu Tong looked at Ling Zhi coldly and said.

"Gu Tong, you hurry up and wake him up, I promise to go back with you"

Yun'er gritted her teeth and said, looking at Ling Zhi rolling on the ground, her face showed a hint of determination.

"Senior sister, it's too late now, he himself has fallen into a nightmare situation, which can only be done by himself."

"It is a great creation to cross it, and it is the end of his life if it is not crossed"

Gutong's cold voice continued.

"Senior sister, you better go back with me, save your father from anger, if this is really the case, then it is not something I can control"

"Woohoo"

After Gu Tong finished speaking, his body rose, and a purple qi rose and enveloped Yun'er.

"However, Brother Ling's current state"

At this time, Yun'er turned her head to look at Ling Zhi, and a trace of anxiety couldn't help but appear on her face.

Ling Zhi didn't know anything at the moment.

Black whirlpools appeared in the sea of internal strength in his body, spinning wildly, and there were constantly golden mixed with white aura scurrying in his body.

"Whoop"

The internal strength in Ling Zhi's body is also running wildly, every inch of muscles and bones, every trace of flesh and blood, and every cell are suffering greatly.

Nightmares are gradually devouring Ling Zhi's spiritual platform!

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling"

Gradually, Yun'er's heart-rending screams came from his ears, but the voice became farther and farther away.

Ling Zhi vaguely heard it, but he couldn't do anything.

I could only feel that Ning Yun's voice was fading away, and a feeling of resentment was just like weeds growing savagely in Ling Zhi's heart.

What a fucking fantasy!

"Brother Ling, you must persevere"

Yun'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared into the endless void.

Ling Zhi was suffering a lot, and he could feel Yun'er getting farther and farther away.

His hands were tightly grasped in the ground, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

Ling Zhi couldn't make a sound, and blood was dripping from the bottom of his heart.

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.

The breath in the void was still passing as usual, and I don't know how long it had been.

"倏"

Ling Zhi opened his eyes, and in front of him was an old wall against the background of blue sky and white clouds.

A white cloud changed its shape in the sky.

What is this place? Who am I?

Ling Zhi patted his head, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head.

He clapped his hands, trying to relieve the headache.

"You're awake, little doll"

Suddenly, a flat voice came out.

When Ling Zhi heard this, he turned his head to look around.

It turned out to be an old man in the sun, holding a long smoking gun and looking at Ling Zhi with a smile.

"When I was in the mountains, I saw your doll fall in the wild, so I quickly carried you back"

As he spoke, the old man tapped the soot from his pipe, causing it to come out.

The old man stood up and came to Ling Zhi's side.

"I don't know what injuries you have, your body is full of big cracks like knife edges, it's scary"

Ling Zhiqiang stood up, looked at the old man, and said slowly.

"Where is this, who am I"

When the old man heard this, he was dumbfounded.

"You doll don't have a good head, what's wrong, amnesia"

Ling Zhi couldn't think of anything in his heart.

As soon as I thought about it carefully, I felt a sharp pain in my head.

"Little doll, you're awake, then come and eat"

An amiable voice reached Ling Zhi's ears, and it turned out to be an old woman walking out of a room with a few plates of game.

"You kid has a good mouth, you went up the mountain today to hit something good"

So the old man, the old woman, and Ling Zhi sat around this courtyard and got up to eat.

During the meal, Ling Zhi learned that this was a small village, and this small village was backed by mountains, known as 100,000 mountains.

This village is called Baiyun Village.

Every family in Baiyun Village makes a living by hunting in the 100,000 mountains.

Coincidentally, the old man and several hunters went up the mountain to hunt and bumped into Ling Zhi, so they carried him back together.

Ling Zhi ate the prey that the old man had brought back.

For some reason, he felt hungry and ate extra sweetly.

I don't know why, but I ate this meal very happily.

After eating, the old man picked up his long cigarette gun and smoked it himself.

Ling Zhi was on the side to help the old grandmother clean up her things.

"Little doll, do you remember how you ended up with us?"

The old woman asked as she cleaned up.

"I don't remember"

Ling Zhi shook his head, a pained expression on his face.

Whenever he tried to think about who he was, his head hurt.

"Don't think about it if you have a headache"

The old woman hurriedly stopped Ling Zhi and said distressedly.

For a few days, Ling Zhi ate and lived in the old couple's house, and helped the old man work at home in his spare time.

"Auntie, what about your children?"

Ling Zhizheng wiped his sweat after chopping wood, he had been puzzled.

The age of these two old men is logically that they should have children.

Hearing Ling Zhi ask.

The two old men sighed, and then spoke slowly.

It turned out that the couple had three children, and all three children were boys.

When the three children grew up, they were all strong.

The three children all accompanied the old man to the mountains to hunt, and each time they returned with a full load, and the whole village envied the old man for having three good sons.

Many school-age girls in the village are very fond of the three brothers of this family.

But the good times did not last long, and soon the conscription notice of the imperial court yamen reached their village.

Each family had to send a man to the barracks, so the eldest of three children went to enlist in the army.

It didn't take long for the bad news that the boss had lost his life.

The children and grandchildren died in battle, and they were all alone.

This is the sorrow of the times!