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The sea was tumbling, as if a terrifying monster had opened its jaws to devour everything.

The sky is getting worse and worse, and the sea is getting less and less calm.

The torrential rain is pouring down, the waves are surging, and in the distance, an old man in a gray-white coarse linen shirt struggles to shake his oars, shuttling forward in the waves, and the direction is no sun peak.

Qingchen only felt that her consciousness was very vague, and Mo Linghua hurt her a lot. The power of deprivation of everything was applied to her, and although there was the help of the gods, it was inevitable that she would be seriously injured.

It's not a Hongmen Dao injury, it's not an internal injury, it's an ink spirit injury.

Rooted in the body of light dust, it is dormant, ready to awaken and devour the vitality of light dust at any time.

Mo Ling is a thousand years in one leaf, and the emperor's blood turns nine to nine leaves. The end of the world has been seen for a long time since the beginning of the monarch, and the soul of the Tao is buried in the heart.

The tip of the old man's eyes spotted the faint blood light under the surface of the sea: "That's the Sword of Cultivation." ”

Hurriedly picked up the true qi and shouted: "The vacuum is broken." ”

With a single punch, a pillar of golden-red energy evaporated the seawater, opening a vacuum channel that temporarily led to the light dust.

Qingchen heard a very anxious voice in a daze: "Wake up, wake up, wake up, are you okay!"

Trying to open his eyes, he saw a very resolute old man, exactly the same temperament as Hong Xuangong after his transformation. Although his face is wrinkled and his hair is gray, he still has that feeling of standing up to the sky.

He saw Qingchen open his eyes, a flash of joy appeared in his eyes, and he was very excited: "You woke up, what happened to Wusun Peak." ”

Before Qingchen could answer, he passed out again, and at this time, a carrier pigeon shuttled through the boundless wind and waves, unaffected by the bad weather: "The letter of the heavenly wind." ”

After Dao Tianfeng received the letter, the carrier pigeon turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Dao Tianfeng glanced at the content of the letter, his face changed greatly, and he didn't care about rushing to Wuri Peak, so he hurriedly turned around and returned.

There are only twelve words on the letter, which are written in a hurry, and there is even a trace of blood: Attack on the corner, Childe is missing, and the captain returns quickly.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe a day, a month, a year, but it would be nice if it was forever.

Qingchen slowly opened his eyes and sniffed the moist air, with a fishy smell peculiar to seawater, but for some reason, the air was still mixed with a heavy smell of gunsmoke.

A very gentle voice came, which could make half of the body crisp off: "You are awake." ”

Qingchen followed the voice, even if she herself was very beautiful, but she couldn't help but be amazed when she saw this woman, there was such a stunning color in the world, clever smile, beautiful eyes, skin like condensation, the style between the eyebrows, Chu Chu was pitiful, although the cloth was dressed in thorns, but it was difficult to hide its freshness and refinement, the national color and fragrance, people couldn't help but want to pity and protect her.

This woman is the enemy of Bai Wanshi, and beauty is her most powerful weapon, which can make heroes put down their swords and indulge in gentleness, and can also make cowards hold swords and fight against each other, and they have been in trouble since ancient times.

"Who are you, why are you here?" Qingchen didn't dare to trust people easily after experiencing the shadow of death.

"My name is Nan Surou, and I was rescued by the captain. "It's still that soft voice.

"Captain?"

"Captain Dao Tianfeng, he said that you are his fellow disciple, don't you know him?" Nan Surou looked interested.

"I don't know, is your Dao Tianfeng captain also Hongmen?"

"Yes, this matter is known to everyone in Zhulin Village. ”

Fate made a huge joke with Qingchen, crying with joy, there are still people in Hongmen, Dao Tianfeng.

I vaguely heard the senior brother mention that there is no senior brother on the Sunless Peak, because the senior brother left the Sunless Peak a long time ago, but he doesn't know what the reason is, but none of this is important.

Hongmen is not the only one, there is also the senior brother Dao Tianfeng, Qingchen got up in pain and knelt on the ground.

Nan Surou was startled, what was the matter with this person, why did he suddenly cry and kneel.

"Master, senior brother, senior sister, have you seen it in the spirit of heaven? Qingchen is not alone, there are still people in Hongmen. The Hongmen Gate was not destroyed. ”

Nan Surou comforted Qingchen softly, "Don't cry, your injury hasn't healed yet, and it's not beautiful if you cry." ”

When Qingchen heard this, he thought of those senior brothers on Wuri Peak, and remembered their hope and spoiling: "Qingchen doesn't cry, Qingchen is still that little junior sister." ”

wiped away her tears: "Su Rou, where is the senior brother?"

"Captain Dao is fighting with the Horn Attack Regiment, your injuries are not healed yet, so let's rest well. Nan Surou worried.

"Assault regiment?"

"That's a group of sea robbers who do all kinds of evil, our Zhulin Village is a calm seaside village, the sea is our only source of income, but the Horn Attack Regiment wants to rob the villagers of their food, and let the villagers not go to the sea, this is the sixth time this year that the Horn Attack is coming, all rely on the captain of the road, we can repel the Horn Attack.

Between the words, Nan Surou admired Dao Tianfeng very much, and even had a kind of respect.

Because she was the adopted daughter of Dao Tianfeng, without Dao Tianfeng, she would have not known where she died for a long time. Without the protection of the Heavenly Wind, with her fairy-like face, I don't know how many more disasters will be caused.

Qingchen pulled out the cultivation sword from his back, the sword body was mottled, and the originally white cultivation sword was shrouded in a layer of blood because it was full of blood.

"I am a disciple of the Hongmen, and I should take it as my responsibility to uphold justice, and the gangs of bandits who do all kinds of evil are coming to commit now, and I have the strength to fight but I am hiding here, what qualifications do I have to be a disciple of the Hongmen. ”

"Su Rou, don't stop me, I have the strength to fight, and the Hongmen disciples are not afraid of death. ”

Seeing that Qingchen said this, Nan Surou couldn't stop it: "You have to be careful." ”

"Well, I won't die until I avenge the Hongmen. ”

There is another sentence that Qingchen did not say, that is, only between life and death can my potential be infinitely stimulated, so that I can grow to the height of Qin Yijue at the fastest speed and avenge the revenge of Hongmen.

Put your sword in your sheath and leave the hospital. When I arrived outside the medical hall, I realized what kind of battle had come, the surrounding shouts were shocking, the artillery fire was rumbling, there was fire everywhere, the air was so solemn, and everyone's expressions were nervous and worried.

The flames had already stained the dark sky, and the smoke had filled every corner of the battlefield.

A shadow shrouded in Qingchen's heart, worried about Zhulin Village, could they really repel the attack of the Chongjiao Regiment?

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you move the artillery fire quickly, really, it's the same as the son of the Dao captain. A fierce middle-aged man yelled at Qingchen.

I don't know why, Qingchen didn't feel disgusted, maybe this is because of that person's love for his homeland, everyone is nervous, their homes are attacked, and the people are struggling to survive.

Once Zhulin Village is captured by the Rushing Horn Regiment, their home will be gone, and the place where their hearts will live will be gone. That's why they're so nervous and angry when they see someone doing nothing.

Qingchen obediently carried the artillery fire according to his instructions, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Send this to Wang Jinyuan." ”

Qingchen didn't know who Wang Jinyuan was, but she was not the only one who carried the artillery, just follow them.

After sending the artillery fire to Wang Jinyuan, Wang Jinyuan recognized Qingchen: "You are the same disciple of the Dao Captain! The captain can't get away now, since you are a disciple of Hongmen, your martial arts must be better than ours, please go and help the Dao Captain, the captain is too bitter." ”

Qingchen is embarrassed, his martial arts are the worst known in Hongmen, although he is also recognized as the best talent, but in order to see the senior brother who has never met, he still mustered up the courage: "Where is the senior brother?"

Wang Jinyuan was very happy: "Thank you, thank you, the captain, the captain is fighting with the Chongjiao Regiment on the front line, not far away, the one covered in golden light is the captain." ”

Qingchen followed Wang Jinyuan's guidance and saw a sturdy old man, dressed in an off-white coarse linen robe, with his thick arms blasting out a dragon-shaped air current.

Like a tiger descending from a mountain, devouring the lives of the enemy.

That is the senior brother of Hongmen - Dao Tianfeng.