In the forest, it was pitch black, like night, only quiet, quiet, secluded.

Ling Yufan came here again, originally trying to see what was strange about this altar, dragging the dog, taking Xiao Hei, and the three of them came over together.

"Roar, you have no conscience, just throw me down and be beaten up. ”

The dragon mastiff was naturally unhappy, he hadn't turned over the one that Ling Yufan threw him down, his face was angry, what kind of person, he worked so hard to help him and didn't save him.

Ling Yufan smiled and said, "Okay, can I buy you dog food?"

It's really funny to say, there is such a big thing in the city he manages, if Ling Yufan saves him, his face will not be lost, so Ling Yufan decided not to save him.

"You really treat me like a dog!" The dragon mastiff naturally understood that Ling Yufan was uneasy and kind, Ling Yufan's meaning was so obvious, even if he was a dog, he could understand it.

"Don't make a fuss, dogs, there's someone there. ”

Ling Yufan saw a person in the distance digging a pit with his hands like a lost soul, it seemed that this was a child's game, but otherwise, this person didn't have the slightest intention of playing. His eyes were gray and blank, and every movement was powerless.

Ling Yufan felt weird, how could a man come here to dig and play? Only when he walked in did he see the appearance of this man, Ling Yufan could naturally see it at a glance, or rather, he had been looking for these two people.

"Strange. ”

The man in black used all his strength to keep digging the soil, his nails were full of dirt, and bright red blood flowed out of it, with bursts of tearing pain, but he didn't say anything,

With his head down, he looked very sad, and there were many shocking wounds on his fingers.

The man in black coughed lightly a few times, coughed up a few sounds of blood, and everything couldn't shock his heart, he just wanted to dig a good hole.

Ling Yufan took a closer look, there were two corpses next to him, their appearance was somewhat similar to him, Ling Yufan suddenly understood.

"Drunkard ......"

Ling Yufan called his name, but he didn't know what to say or how to comfort him.

Ling Yufan told the dog to help him, but at first he was unwilling, so he had to teach him a good lesson, so he ran away honestly.

The drunkard didn't even look at it, and slowly lowered the two corpses into the pit, fearing that he would hurt them. After leveling, the man in black took out a dagger from his sleeve. stabbed into his body,

"My parents are dead, I'm a sinner, what am I living for? ”

The voice did not have the slightest strength, and the gray in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Ling Yufan looked at it and saw that the drunkard was holding a dagger, and immediately rushed forward regardless of it, seeing that the dagger was getting closer and closer to the man in black, he reached out and grabbed the silver dagger, the blood was dripping, and he couldn't stop flowing. Instantly dyed red with a silver glowing dagger.

"Drunkard, cheer up!" Ling Yufan grabbed the dagger tightly, not daring to let go, and the pain suddenly spread to Ling Yufan's mind.

"Yes, people live to take revenge. ”

"That's a good thing the dog said, and your parents don't want you to die like that. ”

When the man in black saw Ling Yufan's hand, there was a little color in his blank eyes, and the man in black shouted uncomfortably:

"I killed my own father, am I still human? Am I still human? Are you telling me that I am human?"

"What's wrong?"

Ling Yufan chopped the dagger over and threw it aside, his eyes expressing encouragement and trust in him.

"Today, the sky is not yet ,......"

The drunkard began to say word by word, there was still a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't pass, and his voice didn't have the slightest emotion, but Ling Yufan saw that there was a wound in his palm, covering the sky, and now I'm afraid ......

Ling Yufan finally knew, it turned out that this was the case! Hearing the drunkard's words, Ling Yufan's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, the evil aura in his eyebrows was revealed, he looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself:

"You guys, that's good!"

On that day, the sky was getting dark, and it was getting dark, and it was impossible to speak. Only the remnants of the red glow could be seen for half a day. A few sparse wisps.

A man, armed with a sword. Eagle eyebrows and sword eyes, the corners of the mouth are curved, and it looks evil!

Like a demon. The demonic qi is surging, and the domineering side leakage that rushes to the sky is trying to compete with the heavenly princess!

Although the brocade and jade robes, the clothes with broken blue and white porcelain patterns, the clothes are around the waist, and the white jade pendant with a ring seems to look like a rich child. Delicate, heroic!

The man looks young, but although his eyes are Zong-colored, the black qi and killing aura in them still naturally leak out, and he must not be a good person!

There are a few cultivators who have no blood in their hands! And a few of them are good people who are full of compassion!

This man is a disciple of the Yuyao Sect named Mu Shu, who got lost when he was looking for the city lord of Mokong, and came here by mistake to look around, there are several places in such a beautiful mountain realm!

"It's a nice view. Mu Shu muttered to himself, but it was getting dark, so let's find a place to stay first.

Although the sky is gradually darkening, the mountain is steep and extremely high, and the snow accumulates on the top of the mountain! The village under the mountain, the arch bridge is solid, and the water under the bridge is clear to the bottom, and people can look directly at the sinking scales, and there is no obstacle. This beautiful scenery is like a fairyland! The retreat of people, the place where you get, the heart is happy with the landscape, and there are more pavilions and wings on the side of the bridge, the four corners are cocked, a wonderful place!

Watching around is also a kind of enjoyment.

It's dark, a few sparks are lit, and of course there are still people moving around.

The man's black hair moved in the wind like a wicker, and he walked there.

The young man seems to be deliberate, and it seems to be intentional, but it is not like it is intentional. Anyway, I walked to the simple blacksmith shop and stopped.

The blacksmith shop is very simple, a small black house, because of the smoke and dust, the house is dyed with black elegance.

It's noisy, but it's very rhythmic. The sound of "ping pong" accompanied the man's unremitting roar

"Roar, ho, hey"

It keeps ringing, as if it is creating something extraordinary.

In front of you, in front of the house. All kinds of weapons were placed on both sides of the black room, and each weapon was shining brightly.

The big stove, the fire is soaring, the majestic fire is burning, the burning heat keeps hitting a dark man standing next to him, the black skin looks arrogant at this moment, the big man stands like a pine tree, the black skin oozes out the crispy golden butter, bit by bit, constantly hitting the soft weapons on the stove that have not yet been completed.

The sound of "bells" continued one after another.

Sparks are also constantly splashing out.

The black man has carved out his character in this work. The knocks not only hit the weapons in the fire above the furnace, but also sharpened themselves. The iron-clad man struck his body. Make your body skin harder, your bones more iron, and your blood stronger!

Mu Shu didn't bother him, but kept watching, quietly waiting for the drunkard to finish.

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