In the great northwest of the Gobi Desert, the Black Cloud Mountain is definitely a wonder, and the towering mountains are like giants standing proudly in the surrounding Gobi mountains.

If it is just like this, it is not a strange sight, the most amazing thing is that there are black clouds rising within a radius of several miles in the Black Cloud Mountains, and I don't know if it is due to geographical reasons or climate problems. And this also adds a veil of mystery to the Black Cloud Mountain Range, and there are rumors that there are terrifying monsters in the mountain range, and so on.

There are no monsters secular civilians I don't know, but a group of bandits don't know when they gradually revealed their fame, they robbed caravans, but rarely killed, there are rumors that they were originally just ordinary civilians, just because of natural disasters or ** can't live anymore and fall into the grass, the origin is mysterious.

This is not uncommon in the Great Wilderness, six hundred years ago Fu Xi led more than 100,000 warriors of the five tribes to sweep the ten countries with an unstoppable momentum, crisscrossing Kyushu, the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, and then Fu Xi to the position of the emperor to spy on the mysteries of heaven and earth, trying to seek the mystery of immortality, the ladder of immortals, how to peep at the heavens and be punished by heaven, so sit down.

For more than 200 years, with the sitting of the human emperor Fuxi, many monks and real qi refiners who have mastered the mysteries of heaven and earth have been terrified, and gradually disappeared in the eyes of the common people.

Occasionally, Changhong appeared in the sky, and only in the eyes of the world, he became an omnipotent immortal, and he was always amazed and amazed. Time is the most terrifying, although those cultivation to the Fa have not been passed down, but there are a lot of martial arts techniques to strengthen the body, and they are becoming more and more prosperous and more intense.

So, the sword soldiers rose again, and now the Great Xia Dynasty has long been much worse than before, although it is reluctant to suppress the mob and bandits, but there are tigers and wolves all around, like the tranquility before the storm, but when today's son likes to write and love songs, forced to form but has to focus on martial arts and light literature, so the entire Great Xia Kyushu presents a strange and embarrassing atmosphere.

The house leak coincides with the rain, and there are many disasters in Kyushu this year, and there are rumors that there are many things that will die in Daxia. The entire Great Xia Dynasty was in danger, and the people were panicking.

It's not that Qin Fan doesn't know anything about this, it's just that on the one hand, it is his mother's last wish, and on the other hand, he has been subjected to deformed violence by local officials, and he can't change this society, this Kyushu.

Which one of the young has no ideals, and which one is not frivolous?

He knew that there were still many scholars who, like him, were trying to change sides in the court with such thoughts. It's just that at this moment, he didn't have the heart to think about these at all, every time the scene of that day appeared in his dream, he would wake up in a cold sweat, and those fellow villagers in the dream looked at him coldly, as if they wanted to give them an explanation! This has almost become his obsession, for which Qin Fan has already prepared to be desperate.

The smoke rose and turned black, and the spectacle of black clouds was no longer in the mood for him to appreciate. Riding the old wine and feeling the embrace of the woman around his waist, he didn't have the heart to experience it carefully, but he kept urging the old wine to hurry up, hurry up, faster.

As if feeling Qin Fan's anxiety, the old wine roared, the speed of the horse's hooves with the big mouth of the bowl was suddenly faster, the breeze blew through the hair on its body, the sunlight reflected on its body, and there was a cold luster reflection in the long black hair, but the speed was too fast to see clearly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Qin Fan smelled the familiar smell again at this moment, the unpleasant burnt smell frantically rushed into his nostrils, his eyes were red, and even his voice was a little hoarse, now he can only rely on the old wine to be faster, faster!

"Whew!"

The old wine shouted wildly, his hooves flew over, his eyes widened angrily, the speed was fast and the wind was howling, Qin Fan knew that the old wine had done his best, and he couldn't help but be secretly grateful in his heart, and he wanted to open his mouth but was poured into his mouth by the wind, his nose was a little sour, and he could only pat the mane of the old wine's neck to show his gratitude.

Feeling the delicate arms around his waist, Fu Ling's soft long hair fluttered in the air, only a few drops of crystal sparkling in the whistling wind, and the sun sprinkled it, which was extraordinarily clear.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the waist is getting tighter and tighter, and the old wine is roaring and running wildly.

Closer, closer, closer!

Finally broke through the black fog, the horse's hooves stepped on the leaves, the old wine rushed to the black cloud village at an incredible speed, and saw that the village was not destroyed, Qin Fan was overjoyed, and was about to get off the horse but found that a dark purple streamer flew and floated, and a wisp of black smoke rose up, and then the long smoke turned into a monstrous flame.

Fu Ling was stunned, the old wine was stunned, Qin Fan was also stunned, the joy on his face had not faded, seeing that the strange black light was still flying and burning, he couldn't help roaring, jumped off the horse and couldn't care about anything else, and rushed all the way towards the dark purple streamer, seeing that the culprit, the enemy who killed his mother and destroyed the village, Qin Fan could still bear it, there seemed to be an old wine roar in his ears, Fu Ling exclaimed, he fell and didn't care about it, his knees and palms were cut by sharp stones, and blood flowed out of his knees, and he couldn't stop him at all.

Closer, closer, seeing that the purple streamer was getting closer and closer, he wanted to catch the demon with his own hands, and ask him why he was so mad, why he did such a bad thing, and at the same time, a strange voice in his heart also roared: "He is the culprit who caused all this, and the pain and torture he has suffered for several months is all due to him, kill him, tear him apart!"

"Ahh It seems that this is the only way to vent the violence in the heart.

In a trance, the voice in Qin Fan's ears became farther and farther away, whether it was the roar of the old wine or the exclamation of Fu Ling, it became ethereal and illusory little by little, but at this moment, he couldn't care about it, the death streamer in his eyes was getting closer and closer, he knew, knew that he was going to catch all this.

"Roar!!

A roar sounded from the streamer, the shocked Qin Fan's mind was blurred, and a feeling that he had never felt before made him stop almost at the same time as the sound sounded, because the speed was too fast, Qin Fan at this moment was like a bicycle braking suddenly, his whole body completely rolled out for more than ten meters before stopping, blood flowed down from all over his body, and he didn't know which arm was broken, in short, the pain of the two arms was not at all like his own, his body was twisted in an irregular shape, and his whole body twitched, and he could only watch the streamer leave, The smell of burnt paste and blood in the air was still so familiar, Lao Jiu and Fu Ling ran over quickly, talking to him, but Qin Fan couldn't hear it, he just felt Fu Ling gently straighten his body little by little......

He had a self-deprecating smile on his face, and he had thought about today's scene more than ten times and hundreds of times before facing the death streamer, and every time he succeeded or failed, he was even ready to put his life first.

What a beautiful way to stab the enemy in front of her!

It's just that when he really faced that death streamer today, that roar seemed to bombard his head, all the hairs on his body stood up, and his muscles twitched uncontrollably, he was afraid!

Yes, he was scared!

That feeling that only he could really feel, the sense of crisis that could be swallowed up by death at any time, the feeling of walking on a cliff of 10,000 meters, until that moment he really knew the fear.

The vision was blurred, and what kind of face was the last scene in front of me? hideous, sarcastic, ridiculous, no, it was an indifference, a kind of indifference, as if a man would never look at an ant squarely, which was far more infuriating than mockery.

Didn't he put himself in his eyes at all?

Immediately, the monstrous anger turned into a thick bitterness, and the self-deprecating and miserable smile on his face was a sense of powerlessness.

Can anger only turn into a helpless sigh after all?

No, never!

After searching his mind, Qin Fan found that except for more than 2,000 ancient books, he didn't know anything about anything else, including the memories of that other world, and he still seemed helpless and bitter in the face of such ghost and god power.

What makes you deny yourself, and what makes your long-term efforts hollow into bubble phantoms?

The tyrannical aura that had accumulated in his chest made him unable to relax himself, and only one question left in his mind was: "Is reading really useful, is it really useful, is it useful......

This was the first time Qin Fan had doubts about his mother's decision, and it was also the first time he realized how unbearable he was, when the anger and pain turned into a helpless sigh, the suffocation and bitterness were far more painful than he imagined.

People are often like this, only when they really face it will they realize what they are, and the previous ones are just.

It's like no matter how bright a bubble is, it's still a bubble.

......

"Ahh

In a trance, he didn't remember the man's face, but he could see the indifferent eyes and shocking white hair clearly. In the end, in the miserable laughter and ridicule of countless people, they turned into countless evil ghosts, skeletons, and scorched corpses, struggling to grab Qin Fan with both hands, wanting to tear him apart, even if he shouted loudly, "Next time I will never be cowardly, I will never tremble." Those sharp corpses and skeleton demons still roared, laughing miserably, tearing him apart, and I don't know whose blood was splashed on his body, was it Xiaohu, was it Ergou, was it Zhang Laohan, or was it the cold mother?