The sunset is gradually slanting, the red glow is all over the sky, the clouds are outside the clouds, and the mountains are outside the mountains.

The grass grows wildly, as if it wants to swallow everything.

Ye Qingzhou's tomb is connected with a shallow three-foot loess, hidden in it.

A man's hand gently covered the cold tombstone through the afterglow of the setting sun, and he was speechless when he said goodbye, and he muttered in a hoarse voice: "I didn't know that you were already lying here alone!"

His hand slowly touched the rough inscription, brushed the mottled name, and seemed to brush the faint smiling face that she had once left behind.

"Are you cold here alone?" the man said with great pity for the cold tombstone, as if he wanted to pour out his infinite emotions to her. Closing his eyes, a line of tears rolled down, mixed into the wild grass, raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of sadness.

"Sister, Daddy is gone, don't be afraid, I'll take you home today!" After speaking, a sudden internal force shook out in his hand, and in an instant, the tombstone shattered into countless flying sand and stones under his palm!

The loess splashed down like raindrops, and the black and rotten coffin inside was gradually revealed, and the man's heart was suddenly smashed out of thin air.

In the past, the red face was still smiling, and turned into dry bones and lying loess!

He didn't know, he didn't know anything!

"Ahh

He was followed by more than a dozen black-clothed men, standing solemnly, like cold knives hidden in the night.

They followed their masters, all the way to the dust, just for this inconspicuous tomb, who is here, why did they come? They did not even dare to ask, but remained silent, and stood respectfully in the wilderness, allowing their master to cry madly in front of this tomb, thousands of miles away.

I didn't dare to persuade, I didn't dare to ask, and I didn't dare to look at it.

After a long time, their master finally calmed down his emotions, took out a silk handkerchief, put it to his lips and coughed softly.

He pointed to the exposed coffin in the tomb, and immediately seven or eight men in black understood, holding ropes, shovels and other things in their hands, and jumped into the huge tomb that the man had shaken open with only his internal force. On weekdays, they hold on to the things in their hands just to take people's lives, but at this moment they need the shovel in their hands to shovel the soil, but they do the same very well. The shovels flew down, carefully shoveling away the soft soil around the coffin, and they did it very hard and carefully. Slowly, as the earth flew out, the whole coffin gradually revealed its original shape.

The Bashu rain is continuous, the soil is very soft and wet, and the water inevitably seeps out around the coffin, and their feet look muddy.

The terrain was no longer suitable for further excavation, and the entire grave was like a waterhole ravaged by a torrential rain, and it was difficult for the eye to see clearly, and the position of the coffin could only be judged by the touch of the shovel.

A man in black was digging with his head stuffy, and suddenly there was a "creak" sound from under the shovel, and he actually cut off the soft coffin that had already been soaked at the bottom! He froze and stood in place in horror, not daring to move, and bowing his head at a loss.

The man's heart shook as the coffin broke, and he put the handkerchief in his hand between his lips and coughed violently a few times, calmly and without any emotion, and said to the man: "You will wake her up like this." At this point, the man's face was as pale as a dead man.

After finishing speaking, his master's face instantly distorted and hideous, and he raised his hand and a claw into the tomb like an eagle, and lifted the man up like a chicken! His fingers touched the vertebrae on the back of his neck, and he clasped it coldly, only to hear a muffled "click" sound from under his fingertips, and the man's round head was like a doll, and it instantly turned to his back. He opened a pair of frightened and unwilling eyes, like a broken doll falling to the ground, his body was still hot, but there was no light in his eyes.

Everyone around stood up and waited, but none of them stood up to say a word, and no one looked up. The rest of the people in the tomb continued to dig as if nothing had happened, but more carefully.

Chu Mingyan, who was far away, raised her eyes and saw that there was a crowd of people in front of Master Nuo's grave, and the grave was gone, and those black-clothed people of unknown origin were obviously digging up the coffin, she immediately pointed at Nuo and said, "Senior sister, there is a group of people there who seem to be stealing your master's tomb!"

"How can this be reasonable!" Hearing this, he was furious, and at that moment the grief came from the pain, and the sword at his waist burst out, and he made a sharp killing move and roared towards the group of people!

The two black-clothed men who stood as immobile as a pine finally moved when they heard the sound, but this move was a thunderous momentum! All kinds of weapons hidden in their sleeves flashed cold light together, killing people from the left and right!

"Wait!" a young man suddenly flashed behind them, his voice still not yet detached from the immaturity of his youth.

As soon as the two men received his order, they immediately faded away from all murderous aura like sheathed swords, and respectfully stepped aside.

"I didn't expect that this mountain and wild place is so stunning!" the young man was dressed in white, opened a folding fan, and stood up with a smile.

With a fierce look in his eyes, the sword in his hand did not reduce his killing intent at all, and he stabbed a sword at the white-clothed young man in the air.

The young man in white, his face was like white jade, and his thin and curved eyebrows were as charming as the moon of Emei, shining with stars. Although the white clothes on his body were extremely plain, the folds seemed to be smeared with the brilliance of flowing water, and this cloth was extremely rare. His hands holding a folding fan were as clean as bamboo, and an emerald green jade ring was faintly visible on his tail finger. The white jade ring hanging around the waist is transparent and moist, and it is extremely precious.

No matter how you look at it, he is just a weak scholar, and it is difficult to hide the weak scholar of destiny.

However, under the wide opening and closing of the folding fan in his hand, a strong wind suddenly appeared, and he still had a smile on his face, and his pity for the jade made the kung fu in his hand not dare to have too much damage! The seemingly fragile fan blocked the tip of the sword head-on, and the sword seemed to be against the steel, and he found that his sword could no longer pierce it! If it weren't for the abnormal workmanship of this fan, it would be that this young man's internal strength was by no means ordinary!

The young man instantly slapped his palm on the fan, and the fan suddenly shook a gust of wind and shot onto the tip of the sword, and the whole person shook back with the sword in his hand.

A smile bent at the corner of the young man's mouth, and he winked playfully at Nuo, and said infinitely charmingly: "The girl is good at swordsmanship, Ye admires it very much, I don't know if I am lucky enough to hear the girl's name?"

"Go die!" "Seeing that Master's tomb was dug up by this group of people in broad daylight for no reason, he was already annoyed, but he couldn't imagine that this person would ask for his name as if he were ignoring it?

"Are you willing to let me die?" the young man frowned, and his tone was really full of sadness, "If I die, won't you be very lonely?"

"Don't worry, not only will I not be lonely when you die, but I will be very happy!"

The sword in her hand stabbed out again, and the sword blade brought out countless anger under anger and grief, she and Ye Qingzhou had been together for so many years, she was not a good type, although Jingyi had been cultivating her mind to cover up her own killing, but at this moment, under her anger, the sword technique was indescribably strange and swift!

In order to resist his sword moves, the young man danced a folding fan and flew up and down, opening and closing, and he felt that although he came from such a place like purgatory, and his heart under the bright skin had long been unruly and unusual, but the methods of this stunning woman were even better than his.

The sword move in the hand of the young man was startled, and the folding fan in his hand flew up and down on her sword move, and suddenly opened like a peacock opening the screen to break through the countless moves of the Nuo, Ling Ran said: "This is the green snake sword technique of the Holy Worship Sect, how did you make it?"

"Worship the martial arts of the Holy Sect, I want to make it, what do you have to do with it?" Nuo Nuo said sharply, after speaking, the shuriken was raised violently, against the young man's folding fan, Huo Ran pulled back!

"Shadowless Sword!" the boy blurted out as he seemed to know him.

The man standing in front of the tomb turned his head sharply when she heard the sound, she actually knew the Shadowless Sword? Although the one-hit killing move and fast ruthlessness have not reached the realm of Shadowless, it is also a blow that is difficult for ordinary people to dodge!

The young man's folding fan had not yet risen, and a figure swept over his head, and he stretched out a hand in the air and grabbed the wrist of the move, and he was shocked to feel that the wrist was choked out of thin air, and the man grabbed her wrist with undeniable absolute might.

In an instant, the man grabbed her wrist and put the long sword into the scabbard she held in her other hand!

"Forget about the Green Snake Sword, you even made the Shadowless Sword, who is the girl?" the man asked with his hand pressed tightly on the scabbard.

He was not as good as others, but he raised his head and said fearlessly: "The grave you dug is my master lying inside, so who do you say I am?"

The man was frightened and suddenly let go of Nuo's hand, grabbed her shoulder tightly, as if he had caught a glimmer of light in the vast sea of people, and opened his eyes wide and asked, "She is your master, and you are her apprentice?" So, you must have been there when she died, she, did she say anything?"

She said, "That's it, that's it." With hatred in his eyes, tears fell.

"That's it, how can you stop it?" the man raised his head and shouted at the sky, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshots, and he said angrily to the sky: "Sister, I will definitely wash the Xuanmen with blood today and avenge you!"