A person, guarding an empty city, watching the sunrise and sunset every day.

On such a day, Yang Xiaoslow only passed half a month, and then he began to have naked people one after another, killing them, and the number was not much, three or three.

It should be the naked people who came from the battlefield ahead, with a sense of hatred, came to seek revenge, and their strength can be imagined.

collided with Yang Xiaoslow, and there was no second word, let's fight!

In the end, they were all cleaned up by Yang Xiaoslow.

......

Time passed.

On this day, Yang Xiaoslow was guarding the city, and suddenly his heart moved, as if he had a feeling, his eyes were conscious, and he looked in the direction of the city together.

I saw a figure suddenly appear in the city.

One, two, three......

All of them came in from the teleportation array in the teleportation hall, and all of them were at least the realm of mortal metamorphosis.

And one of them is clearly the previous Otojier!

I don't know how many people went, but there seemed to be only thirty or forty people who came back, and all of them still had a sense of exhaustion and killing.

......

They're finally back!

It's over!

Yang Xiao let out a long breath and swept in the direction of everyone.

When everyone saw the scene in the city, they were naturally shocked, and when they saw Yang Xiao coming slowly, they all surrounded him.

"Xiao Slow, what's going on?"

"What's going on in the city?"

"Where did the others go?"

Everyone asked.

"Shut up and listen to her!"

An old man's appearance, a monk in the early stage of the ancestral acuity, drank coldly, and finally suppressed everyone's voices.

Yang Xiaoslow didn't delay any longer, and came one by one.

The faces of everyone changed when they heard this, and in the end, they were embarrassed.

"Thank you, little Daoyou, your great favor, our Tianyin clan has written it down. ”

After listening, the old man first saluted Yang Xiao, and everyone also saluted.

Yang Xiaowan said a few words modestly, said that it was all the credit of those sacrificial monks, and asked about the battle ahead.

"Naturally, we won, and only a few small fish and shrimp were run. ”

Someone said arrogantly.

But more people have complicated expressions, and they can guess that the fierceness of their battle in front of them must only be better than this.

The sentimental atmosphere flows silently.

"Let's disperse first, go back to your forces, send those mortals back, from now on, our Tianyin clan has no more natural enemies, it's time to rebuild our homeland!"

It was still the old man in the early stage of the ancestral trick who spoke.

Everyone responded, and after saying hello to Yang Xiaoslow, they scattered.

......

Three figures walked towards Yang Xiaoslow.

One of them is Yin Qiu'er, and the other two are a pair of young men and women with outstanding appearance, Yin Wen and Yin Ya, and the two are also the masters of the small valley where Yang Xiaoslow cultivates, and they are also Yang Xiaoslow's good friends in the Tianyin Clan.

"Xiao Slow, a few of us, we didn't want you to participate, but I didn't think that we would involve you, and we helped a lot. ”

Otozo said apologetically.

Yinwen and Yinya also looked apologetic.

"So, how are you going to compensate me?"

Yang Xiaowan naturally laughed and joked a few words, looking cheerful, of course he should be happy to see his good friend come back alive.

The three of them couldn't be happy, and between their eyebrows, there was even more meaning that they wanted to talk and stopped.

"What else?"

Yang Xiaoslow caught the abnormality of the three people, his face was straight, and he immediately asked.

When the three of them heard this, they exchanged glances, and Yuyin Yu'er said, "I died without regrets." ”

Yang Xiaoslow was shocked when he heard this!

Did the man who pestered him die on the battlefield? At this moment, the appearance of the other party came to her heart, as if it was going to be deeply imprinted in her mind.

"He asked me to bring this thing to you, and he wanted to give it to you himself before he left, but he was worried that you would see the clue, so he never gave it away. ”

Yin Yu'er said again, and found something, it was a golden bracelet-like thing, and at first glance it was suitable for women. It is not an illegal treasure, just an ordinary thing, but it can be seen that it is made with great care, and the surface is engraved with small patterns and holes.

Woo –

A gust of wind blew, and there was a low sound of music like a flute in the bracelet, long and lingering, like a lover's whisper.

Yang Xiao's slow eyes were slightly stunned, and for the first time in the heart lake, because of the man who had no regrets, he was a little fluctuating.

When the three of them saw this, they all sighed in their hearts and looked sad.

In fact, Yin Yuer said one reason why Yin Wuregret did not give away this bracelet, that is, he was worried that he would be rejected by Yang Xiaoslow in person, and he was worried that his self-esteem would be hurt.

Now, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

He's dead.

And he also made Yang Xiaoslow and remembered him after all.

......

"Thank you. ”

Yang Xiao said lightly, stretched out his hand to take it, carefully rubbed it a few times, and put it away.

Instead of wearing it on your hand, it is tucked into the storage space.

The hearts of the three of them moved again, knowing that in Yang Xiaoslow's heart, there was always no sound and no regrets, and of course the three of them didn't say much about this kind of thing.

After chatting a few more words, Yang Xiaoslow and Yinwen Yinya, said goodbye to Yinyuer, and went back to the small valley, along the way, they couldn't help but ask about the details of their trip.

Only then did we know how heavy the casualties were.

Only then did I know how bloody it was.

Only then did I know how much the man named Yinhao had paid and sacrificed for the race, and in the end, he also died!

"In our cultivation realm, there have always been rumors that killing people who are too heavy will lead to a heavenly tribulation, but no one has ever seen it, and it is only regarded as a legend. But after slaughtering the last tribe of the Naked Clan, the Heavenly Tribulation has really come!"

Yin Wen said with great emotion: "Brother Yin Hao has borne all the cause and effect, let that calamity kill him, otherwise all of us will probably be doomed." ”

Yang Xiao was slow, but he couldn't calm down for a long time in his heart.

When she first met Yinhao, she saw the temperament of the top monk in him, and this person also had the pride of breaking the fate of the Tianyin clan and stepping into the realm of people, and even the realm of ancestors.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes.

A generation of Tianjiao still died under the catastrophe.

......

It seems that the Tianyin clan has earned it, but in fact, maybe the Tianyin clan has lost the opportunity to produce a supreme monk, or even a human ancestor monk.

......

In this war between the two clans, Yin Hao is obviously the protagonist, but it's a pity that his time is too short, and in this cultivation world, like Yin Hao, there must be more than one monk who died halfway.

And Yang Xiaoslow is just a passerby.

The Naked Clan was wiped out, and she didn't get the opportunity to participate, let alone a savior, a happy Dao heart, and she didn't transform.

Perhaps, it's time to look elsewhere.

Yang Xiaowan proposed goodbye to the two.

The two are naturally retained.

"Slow, at least wait until after the celebration before leaving. ”

Yinya said, taking her arm around her.

Yang Xiaoslow thought about it and nodded in agreement.

......

The time of the celebration was just a year later, in the three major cities.

When Yang Xiaoslow and the three of them came over, Zhuhai City was already singing and dancing, the wine was fragrant, and there were celebratory Tianyin people everywhere, all with smiles on their faces, although some of them were laughing with tears, it was already a sea of joy.

With the help of the monks, Zhuhai City has been quickly restored to its original state, the roads have been leveled, and the houses have been rebuilt.

After Yang Xiaoslow and the two of them came over, they attracted a cheer.

The matter of Yang Xiaoslow has long been spread among the clan, and no one regards her as an outsider.

......

Singing, drumming, laughter.

This music-loving race, in the most fiery, simple, and primitive way, pays tribute to the dead who have passed away, celebrates the demise of natural enemies, and looks forward to a better future.

Even if Yang Xiaochuan was a monk, he couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm, so he was pulled into the crowd and danced happily.

Her mind was once again infected and ignited.

Happy Dao Heart, without summoning, involuntarily burned, that was the resonance of all the Tianyin people.

......

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiaowan retreated to the side of the street, looking at the people in the middle of the street, their hearts were still very happy, and as for the Yinwen couple, they didn't know where to go to celebrate.

Looking for a moment, someone is everywhere and left around.

The handsome and elegant face, the realm of the early stage of the ancestral acupuncture, turned out to be the old man named Yin Ao, in the battle to defend the city, this person was seriously injured, and he actually came.

But just from his undulating breath, he knew that the injury was not good at all.

But the old guy's face was also very happy.

"Seniors. ”

Yang Xiaowan greeted.

Yin Ao nodded slightly, swept the joyful Dao heart aura on her body, her eyes flashed, she threw herself on the street, and said meaningfully: "Xiao Slow, our Tianyin clan is a race that has always been optimistic, even if we experience more suffering, we will celebrate every day of life with singing and dancing, with fine wine, and with a fiery heart." ”

Yang Xiaowan nodded and agreed.

"But our optimism is not innate. ”

Yin Ao continued: "Our ancestors of the Tianyin clan also paid a terrible price to lay a foundation in this land and make the race prosperous. ”

Yang Xiao turned his head to look at him slowly, and vaguely felt that the old man seemed to be pointing something.

"Just like today's celebration, it took the blood and lives of countless clansmen to get it. The joy in this world does not come out of thin air, it is a flower that is bred in tribulation and sorrow!"

......

When Yang Xiaoslow heard this, his eyes were dull, as if he had been shocked, and a light shone in his mind, and he suddenly brightened up.

How does the joyful Dao heart transform into the joyful Dao heart?

Where does the joy come from?

From the tribulation and sorrow!

If you want to be happy, you must first go through hardships and sorrows!

......

Scenes of light and shadow began to flash quickly in Yang Xiaoslow's mind.

Heroic duels, crazy self-explosions, uncomplaining obstructions, endless deaths, grief-stricken Tianyin people......

The flame of the joyful Dao heart burned brightly, burning more and more, burning to a higher realm.