Dried tears, the afterglow of the sunset.

I didn't want to lose it again, but I had to let it go.

South-central Guchu, Wuxing County.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyes the mountains and rivers at this time into a dim yellow.

In the northern sky, four rays of light suddenly crossed two yellow, one red, one blue, and different colors, and flew rapidly towards a rare mountain range in the south.

In the two yellow rays of light, there are two Buddhist monks in dark yellow robes, who are tall and thin, and their looks are almost identical. One is open at the front, and the other is at the end of the break.

Between the two monks, a man in white with sword eyebrows and a woman in a red dress with a slightly pale face on his back.

On the beautiful face of the woman in the red dress, there is a happy smile that is difficult to hide. At the same time, three thousand green silks flowed and flew gently in the air, as if telling the joy in the woman's heart.

The man in white first glanced back at the woman in the red dress on his back, and couldn't help but be infected by the joy of the woman in the red dress on his back, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his originally tense and suppressed heart. But when he then turned his gaze to meet the hostile gaze of the azure robed man behind him, his heart, which had already been relieved, instantly became very heavy and full of deep guilt.

And the moment he saw the large blood stains on this man's body and the old man on his back who was also wearing an azure robe, but his temples were white, and his body exuded a trace of death, he withdrew his gaze with shame.

This group of people is from Yingchuan County Tingyu Villa, who has just escaped from Wuwu, Ruotong, Qin Feng, as well as Huixin and Huineng, two senior monks.

As for Qin Yuanyou, the old owner of Qin, in the kendo dojo of Tingyu Villa, he was first attacked by a Gu Chu guard, and was stabbed with a sword in his waist, and then he was hit hard by a man of different races in the grassland, and he was killed when he was still in the kendo dojo, and he didn't even escape from the spirit.

At this time, only Qin Yuanyou's bones were left on Qin Feng's back.

In the battle of the kendo dojo, after he killed Li Haifu, the rat demon cultivator who came to assassinate saw that the situation was not good, and he was injured and fled; as for another fox demon cultivator who fought with Ruotong, it seems that he had already investigated his life history with Ruotong, and knew that Ruotong was the body of a nine-tailed spirit fox, and under the vain attempt to give up, the soul was devoured by Ruotong's primordial spirit, and his soul was scattered in the kendo dojo; Huineng waited for the three of them to go through dozens of moves, but they might not be able to pick up any cheap even if they fought again, so they retreated!

Of course, he would not have thought that there was another factor in the retreat of the two grassland men and women, that is, after he killed Li Haifu, the scruples in the hearts of the two grassland holy warriors were great!

As the masters of the Grassland Saint Clan, it is not that the two of them have never seen a monk in the late stage of foundation building kill the master of the Formation Stage, but that is something that only the secret disciples in the Grassland Heavenly Wolf Temple can do, and for the two holy warriors who are the outermost layer of the Heavenly Wolf Temple, of course, there is a sense of fear in their hearts.

Of course, he couldn't have known about that.

At this time, he was already in turmoil.

Qin Feng was carrying his father's cold bones, his eyes were like spitting fire, staring closely at a man and a woman in front of him, and the resentment in his heart could no longer be described in words!

He tried everything he could to maintain the perfect world in his heart, but in the end it was all in vain! He lost his loved ones again, and lost the happiness he had longed for for many years.

If it weren't for the pair of men and women in front of him, how could he lose all this?

If it weren't for the remnants of a shred of reason reminding him that he was running for his life now, he really wanted to cut the dog man and woman with a thousand knives right away!

The group flew south for about half an hour.

The Wisdom Monk at the forefront sensed the appearance of a desolate shrine on a low mountain peak below through his scattered divine sense.

So Hui Xin said to several people behind him: "It's getting late at this time, and there is a desolate shrine below, let's go in first and avoid it for the time being!"

Wuwu then nodded to the Huixin monk; as for Qin Feng, he still looked at Wuwu and Ruotong in front of him with hatred; Huineng monk, as the younger brother of the Huixin monk, seemed to be born with a defect in his mind, but no matter what his brother said, he was able to cooperate tacitly.

After half a day of flight, everyone is out of danger for the time being, and everyone has just experienced a big battle, and now it is in need of rectification and recovery.

After Huixin saw the son of Sanssouci nodding in agreement, the yellow light flashed, and he took the lead in escaping towards an earthy yellow ruined ancestral temple on the low peak below.

Seeing this, Qin Feng, Huineng and others also followed one by one-

"Poof——, poof—"

The senior monk of Huixin first raised his right hand, and gently nodded two points between his fingers!

On the desk in the desolate shrine, two faint flames appeared on the two candles that were only half burned, illuminating the desolate temple that seemed a little dark at this time.

Through the faint candlelight, everyone saw that on the dilapidated desk, there were still several plates of moldy or half-bitten oranges and pastries, and at the back of the desk, there was a statue of a warrior more than one zhang high, holding a golden mace in each hand, wearing gold armor, not angry and arrogant, with a ruddy complexion, but half of his face was broken.

"Hoo——, hoo-"

The monk then swung his palms again to clear the dust from the open space on the north and south sides.

Worry-free and Qin Feng, only then did they place the relatives on their backs under the walls on the east and west.

"Dugu Wuwu, you come out for me!" Qin Feng gently placed his father under the west wall, and then yelled at Wuwu on the other side, and at the same time walked towards the outside of the ancestral temple-

Ruotong, who was already asleep, heard the roar, and immediately opened his hazy eyes, and then shook his head slightly at Wuwu, who was about to leave.

"It's okay, take care of your injuries!" Worry-free felt warm in his heart, but he seemed to think of something, but instead comforted Ruotong, and then walked out of the ancestral temple quickly-

"Ahh

The monk Huixin sighed, and then walked towards the outside of the ancestral temple, and Huineng showed a smile on his face and followed behind his brother.

"Dugu Wuwu, do you want to cut off your own arm, or do you want me Qin Feng to do it!" Qin Feng stood in the forest to the west and said to Wuwu in a cold voice.

His bloodstained azure robe swelled rapidly with the flow of true yuan in his body! And between his right hand, a small three-inch-long sword like a silver snake swam nimbly between his palms—

"I-" A look of shame flashed on Carefree Resolute's face, and then the conversation changed and said loudly: "It was Worry-Free who affected your Qin family and killed the old owner of Qin, I have nothing to say!"

The faint candlelight shone on the outside of the shrine.

At the same time, under the silver light of a full moon that quietly rose,

In the jungle east of the desolate shrine, the shadow of a man can be faintly seen.

Vaguely, the man was holding a sword with a glittering cold light tightly on his raised right hand, and swung it down his left arm vigorously—