Ye Hao's cultivation at this moment, immediately broke through to the point of the late stage of foundation building, this unprecedented level, when Lin Tianyou comprehended the technique of the Tianzi Scroll, it was only from practicing qi to building a half-step foundation.

But now, Ye Hao's cultivation actually went directly from the middle stage to the late stage, and such a change immediately shocked Mo Bai Xiushi.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible, how could such a change happen. Mo Bai Xiushi's face was full of disbelief, and at the same time, Ye Hao slapped his palms, and a strong breeze immediately rushed out with him as the center, this breeze seemed to be gentle, but it seemed to be sacrosanct, and the ripples of the ripples immediately repelled Mo Bai Xiushi, making him unable to stand at all.

After the breeze, Ye Hao disappeared, but because of Ye Hao's spells, the new life reappeared, and the new plants and trees were still very immature.

Mo Bai Xiushi was silent, he looked at these flowers and plants and fell into a trance, and at this time Ye Hao was in a happy mood, at this time he had completely gone deep into the ruins.

Suddenly, a light curtain appeared in front of the ruins, and before Ye Hao could react, he was inhaled by this light curtain, and this light curtain was created because of a lens.

"Qingqing!"

On the dilapidated wooden bed, the thin body was screaming in pain, and suddenly, the young man suddenly sat up from the dilapidated bed, his breathing became extremely heavy, especially the sour eyes were bloodshot at this time.

At this time, the sky was not yet dawn, and the young man looked at the icy and empty room around him, and an unspeakable pain and loneliness completely overwhelmed this teenager who was only a teenager.

It hurts, it hurts, this is how young people feel at this time, especially in the depths of the soul, the heart-rending pain, and at the same time I feel helpless in my heart.

The young man covered his face with his hands and rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and then he put on his clothes and got off the bed, at this moment the next day's morning sun had passed through the doors and windows, setting a dappled point of light in the room, he stood in front of the doors and windows, quietly looking at the rising sun, recalling the scenes of the previous days, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

This man's family background is average, but his father has prepared a good marriage for him, saying that a few years ago, the young man's father saved the life of the head of the Lu family, the only big family in the village, and said that the head of the Lu family is also a person who knows how to repay his kindness, saying that if he gives birth to a girl, he will marry his child, and if it is a boy, he will give half of the family property to the young man's father.

In the next six months, the head of the Lu family gave birth to a girl, although the young man's family background is average, but the Lu family did not look down on it, not only that, but the relationship between the two sides is still very good.

In the following days and the arrangements of both parties, Lu Qingqing was with young people almost every day, crying together, mistreating together, and making trouble together, almost all of their childhood was spent together.

In fact, if nothing else, the two of them are husband and wife in this world, without the slightest suspense.

But the scenes of the past few days have made the young man feel heart-rending pain, and also broke the former peace of this village.

"Lu Qingqing was taken by a city lord of Mingjiang, and he was picked up as soon as dawn, alas, Uncle I'm sorry for your Xu family!" This sentence was told to Zhang Feng by Lu Qingqing's father.

Hearing Lu Qingqing's father's words, the young man's body suddenly trembled, and he said, "Impossible! This is impossible!"

Lu Qingqing's father nodded helplessly, and said earnestly: "Uncle is sorry for you, and even more sorry for your father, the child may be fate." ”

The young man didn't listen to Lu Qingqing's father's words, but turned around and ran quickly towards the door, saying in his mouth, "Impossible, impossible!"

Seeing the figure of the young man leaving, Lu Qingqing's father sighed helplessly and muttered: "Alas, you can't fight others!"

The young man ran wild for ten miles on the muddy mountain road, only to see a team of carriages At this time, he had no strength, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on running forward for more than a mile, although this distance is not far away, but don't forget, this is only seventeen years old, and before that, it was too difficult for a teenager who had used all his strength before, and in the end, the young man did not know how to run, and his legs were almost numb.

Arrived, arrived, looking at the slowly moving carriage, the young man's blood-red eyes stared at the carriage, speeding up, when he was still more than ten feet away from the carriage, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the soldier on the side suddenly turned around and stopped him, and said sharply: "Who is it?"

Seeing this, the young man had to stop, panting and said, "Lord Bing, may I ask the people in the carriage, but it is Lu Qingqing from our village. ”

The soldier snorted coldly, ignored the young man, pulled out the sword at his waist and said, "Why do you ask why you leave here quickly, delaying the general's trip, I want your life." ”

The sun shone on the weapon, and the long sword glowed coldly, the young man hesitated for a moment, and shouted in the direction of the carriage: "Qingqing!"

The sound echoed on the mountain road, and there was a sudden commotion on the carriage, but it seemed to be suppressed by something, and at this time, in front of the carriage, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, and a general in armor came quickly, this general was in his thirties, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the evil spirit was even more gusting to his face.

This mighty general came to Zhang Feng and said coldly: "This is for you!"

As he spoke, he threw a round pendant to the young man, who took the round pendant and didn't even look at it, and shouted at the carriage: "Lu Qingqing, what's wrong with you!"

This round pendant is very familiar to people, the shape is like a circle, composed of two wooden fish, one white and one black, it is the ancestral heirloom of his family, and later gave it to Lu Qingqing as a token of love, but now Lu Qingqing actually returned this thing to the young man, obviously the meaning of the latter is obvious.

The man in the carriage did not answer, as if he did not want to talk to the young man anymore, and as if he was suppressed by someone.

The tiger general glanced at the carriage and seemed to have received some orders, and he didn't talk nonsense, raised his right hand, and sucked at the young man, which was a manifestation of extremely high internal strength, and in a blink of an eye, the young man was choked by the general. "Don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law, do you want to die?" said that, the general raised his hand and waved his hand, throwing the young man out and hitting a boulder.

Suddenly, the young man's back was bloody, and the sound of broken bones also came, seeing that the young man was not killed, the general frowned slightly, his hands were forced, and he shouted in a low voice, "Go die......

The huge internal force slammed into the young man's body along his fists, and his body fell heavily like a cannonball, falling heavily three zhang away, as soon as it fell, Zhang Feng was a mouthful of blood spurting out, and the boulder behind him was even more shattered and torn apart.

The general glanced at the young man lying not far away, nodded in satisfaction, and then rode his horse to follow the carriage in front.

This young man was confused at this time, if it weren't for the unwilling willpower in his heart, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

It seems that the sky at this time is not beautiful, it is raining heavily on the sky, and the rain falls on the young man's body, and his consciousness at the moment is sometimes awake, sometimes blurred, and his life is on the verge of death.

There was a heavy rain in the air, it seemed that it was not only rain, but also a little sad and melancholy, "Boom!"

'Buzz!'

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the space around him, and the pendant that had already been stained red by Zhang Feng's blood actually emitted black beams of light at this moment, making people feel very strange and mysterious, and then the round pendant was full of pitch-black light suspended on the young man's chest, and suddenly the ink light appeared, spreading with it as the central point.

Although the inky light was not more gorgeous than those dazzling beams, it was full of mystery and weirdness.

At this time, the whistling mountain wind sounded out of thin air, sweeping over the treetops and making a wave-like sound, as if the whole world had become very quiet at this moment, and as time passed, the ink light became more and more abundant, and finally wrapped the young man, and his body actually rose out of thin air without support.

The ink light was pervasive, and the young man at this time was like a dark demon king from hell, and then the ink light all over his body dispersed, turning into a round pendant again, and then slowly landed in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the young man slowly descended from mid-air, and finally lay quietly on the ground.

I don't know how long it took for him to slowly wake up from his fainting," and then he touched his back and gritted his teeth, and said, "It hurts!" and suddenly he thought, "Am I not dead?

Immediately afterwards, the hapless young man fainted again.