Although he was still resisting in his heart, he had already spoken: "Let's go, since it has reached such a point, why not tell your seniors." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPerhaps, this is also the fate of you and me."

Yang Xiaoling said but slowly moved his gaze away, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Do seniors know about Qingshui Villa?"

Of course Murong Ke knew, he had already said last night that not only did he know about Qingshui Villa, but the person he admired most in his life was Yang Shuangzi, the head of Qingshui Villa.

Therefore, Yang Xiaoling's question is really redundant. Or maybe he asked this just to lead to a later topic.

But what he didn't expect was that the old man still nodded and replied: "Of course I know, and I remember that I have said that the person I respect and admire the most in my life is Yang Shuangzi, the owner of Qingshui Villa."

Yang Xiaoling smiled very sadly, and said sadly: "Although the predecessors know Qingshui Villa, the predecessors must not know that as early as eleven years ago, Qingshui Villa has completely disappeared from the rivers and lakes."

"What ......", Murong Ke exclaimed, although he had already expected in his heart that something must have happened to Qingshui Villa when Yang Xiaoling mentioned Qingshui Villa at this time, but he never thought that the matter had reached such a serious point, and he frowned deeply at the moment: "What do you mean by completely disappearing just now?"

"Disappearing means disappearing ......", Yang Xiaoling replied lightly. The meaning of this sentence is already obvious, and there is no need to explain too much.

Murong Ke had to ask again, "What's going on?"

Yang Xiaoling didn't talk immediately, and suddenly, he seemed to have fallen into the memories of the past, and waited for a long time before he said: "On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival eleven years ago, everyone was immersed in the joy of the festival, and the people of Qingshui Villa were naturally no exception. After dinner, our family went out to admire the moon as usual, and at this moment, without the slightest warning, something terrible happened suddenly......".

He raised his head, slowly closed his eyes, tried to restrain himself from letting tears flow, and continued: "A large number of black-clothed killers appeared as if out of thin air, and suddenly poured in, and without saying a word, they immediately began to kill like crazy. In an instant, the people of Qingshui Villa fell into a pool of blood one by one......."

Murong Ke trembled when he heard this, and his stomach felt uncomfortable. Although he was not there, he could imagine what a terrible scene it was, and he could even feel the bloody smell of it.

The old man naturally didn't notice that Yang Xiaoling's fists were already clenched at this time. Because he was so hard that the nails on his hands sank deep into the flesh of his palms, he didn't realize it.

Could it be that he didn't feel any pain at all?

In fact, no, of course he will be in pain, but compared to the pain in his heart, this pain in his hand is nothing!

"Then what happened later......", although Murong Ke couldn't bear to ask any more, he still couldn't help asking: "What happened later?"

"Later, hehe, later ......", Yang Xiaoling laughed miserably, his expression was extremely painful, and even his body couldn't help but tremble, but his tone was quite calm, and after a while, he said: "In less than two hours, more than 100,000 people in Qingshui Villa have all been slaughtered, and there are few survivors.

"Huh......", Murong Ke let out a sigh of relief and asked slowly, "Are you saying that Qingshui Villa suffered a catastrophe eleven years ago, so much so that it was completely slaughtered overnight?"

Yang Xiaoling didn't speak, and at this time, his heart was already so painful that he felt very difficult to speak.

Murong Ke was shocked at first, and then said blankly: "How is it possible, Qingshui Villa is the number one family in martial arts, if you talk about strength, you can definitely be regarded as the top in the rivers and lakes." How is it possible that such a powerful family would be wiped out overnight?"

The old man shook his head as he spoke, he really felt a little unbelievable about Yang Xiaoling's words. But Yang Xiaoling said it sincerely, but it didn't seem like he was lying.

Yang Xiaoling's appearance couldn't help but make the old man not believe it.

Murong Ke was extremely puzzled in his heart, and repeatedly said to himself: "What the hell is going on, Qingshui Villa was destroyed, how is this possible?"

"Is there anything in this world that is absolutely impossible......", Yang Xiaoling said lightly: "It's like Duanmu Jing, who you treated like a brother before, but you poisoned you, do you think this matter sounds like a possibility to others?"

"Uh......", Murong Ke choked on Yang Xiaoling's words, and said with a wry smile: "Indeed, there is nothing in this world that is absolutely impossible, hehe......."

Having said that, Murong Ke had probably guessed a few points about Yang Xiaoling's identity, glanced at him at the moment, and asked, "Then ...... you?"

Yang Xiaoling slowly opened his eyes, looked at the flowing clouds in the distance, and replied quietly: "I am one of the only three people who survived the tragedy of Qingshui Villa that year, Yang Xiaoling, the second son of Qingshui Villa, and the other two are my eldest brother Yang Xiaofeng and ......."

Tears slipped down again, and he didn't want to mention the sad past anymore, but after a pause, he still said: "The other two are my eldest brother Yang Xiaofeng and ...... and my sister Yang Xiaoxi".

At this moment, Murong Ke really didn't know what to say.

He walked over and patted Yang Xiaoling lightly on the shoulder twice, and was going to say something comforting, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to speak, and finally he could only sigh helplessly.

Looking at the young man in front of him, looking at his face that was still a little green, and listening to the past events he talked about, Murong Ke really felt a little sorry in his heart. However, he tried very hard to pretend to smile on his face, although even he knew how reluctant this smile was, but he still smiled after all: "Anyway, at least you are still alive now, and besides, your eldest brother and your sister are still alive, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune."

"Fortunately in misfortune......", Yang Xiaoling seemed to be unable to stand, but he still held on to prevent himself from falling, and said astringently: "Indeed, I used to think so, but now I ......."

Murong Ke was taken aback, and immediately asked, "What's the matter now, could it be that there was another accident?"

Yang Xiaoling only felt that his mind was blank, so he had to shake his head vigorously so that his thoughts could be clearer. Then, he replied poignantly: "Eleven years ago, when the disaster happened, my eldest brother and I were separated, and then my sister and I were rescued by an unidentified mysterious person, and we have been following that man ever since, and even recognized him as our father-in-law."

Murong Ke said clearly: "This is why you and your sister were able to survive that disaster and are still alive."

Yang Xiaoling nodded and said: "Yes, over the years, there have been only me and my sister who have relied on each other, although life is more difficult, but after all, there is still a relative by my side, so there is still a little comfort in my heart."

Murong Ke was puzzled: "What about your eldest brother, didn't you just say that the people who survived the disaster still have your eldest brother?"

Yang Xiaoling said bitterly: "Since that night, my eldest brother has not heard anything since then. In the past ten years, I have also asked around, but there is no news, and he has completely disappeared from this world. At that time, the only thing I could think of was one outcome, maybe my eldest brother was also killed. But maybe it's because God is hanging the curtain, just a few months ago, I was finally able to reunite with him again, and then I learned that he was rescued by my father's third brother, Li Muqing, and he survived. In the years that followed, he lived a ten-year reclusive life with Li Muqing."

Murong Ke exclaimed: "Li Muqing, but the sword god back then, it turns out that he is still alive, uh......."

Smiling awkwardly, the old man said, "That, you go on."

Yang Xiaoling changed the topic and asked: "I don't know if you know the seniors, in addition to Li Muqing, there was another person who married Jinlan with my father back then-Luo Wenbin, the valley master of Luoxue Valley, the first family of martial arts today"?

Murong Ke nodded and said: "How could I not know, if I hadn't missed it because I was delayed by some miscellaneous matters, I am afraid that it was not only your father who was righteous at that time, Li Muqing and Luo Wenbin, I am afraid that I would have to add me."

It seems to be a pity, so much so that after so many years, the old man still has a look of regret when he talks about it. He added: "You don't know, because of this, I have been haunted by this incident back then, even after all these years, but now that I think about it, I still feel very sorry in my heart."

Yang Xiaoling sighed lightly and said: "I always thought that only Li Muqing and Luo Wenbin were the ones who formed a relationship with my father, and I didn't want to even involve you as a senior, although you felt a little sorry for missing it later, but ...... But that's not the worst of all."

Murong Ke also sighed slightly: "Indeed, what is my regret, I think that when I and your father's generation were dominant, how heroic the momentum was. But who would have thought that less than thirty years have passed, and what will happen to the three heroes of martial arts who were invincible back then."

Yang Xiaoling said gloomily: "Shaohua is white-headed, but in a flash. With a flick of his fingers, time has gone like flowing water, and it is difficult to return it. Junjie often dies young, just as the red face is easy to grow old, and heroes are always inevitably sad in the twilight."

"Twilight of Heroes...... , Hero Twilight, ......", Murong Ke smiled sadly, and muttered: "Li Muqing avoided it too early, and now he has retreated from the rivers and lakes, your father Yang Shuangzi died tragically in the tragedy of destroying the door eleven years ago, and I myself have been in this isolated valley for nineteen years, I'm afraid there is not much time left."