Sun Shaoyang hired someone to drive the carriage, pulled himself and his apprentice all the way to the east, and saw Xiao Ting on the way that he didn't say anything, just shed tears, and couldn't bear it in his heart, and persuaded: "Ting'er, you have not experienced much." The loss of loved ones is a painful thing, but the joy they once brought us should also be cherished memories in the future. It's just that you have to learn to put those beautiful bits and pieces into the cabin of memories, occasionally flip through them, and smile with relief, so that the people you love will always be happy in your heart. ”

"Master!" Xiao Ting raised his confused teary eyes and asked, "Have you ever been in love?"

"Me?" Sun Shaoyang smiled and said, "Your master likes the happy feeling of the horse battlefield, and I don't have time to fall in love." Besides, if you look at the teacher's appearance, the girl's house has not yet approached, and she is scared away. Sun Shaoyang laughed as he spoke.

"Master!" Xiao Ting stretched out his arms and climbed up to the master's waist and whispered: "In the next life, if I am reincarnated as a man, I will be your apprentice, and if I am a woman, I will be your daughter-in-law." ”

"Okay!" Sun Shaoyang laughed heartily. Except for this apprentice, no one dared to say such a close thing to him. A feeling of protecting the calf came to his heart, Sun Shaoyang stroked his apprentice's head and said, "Ting'er, don't be defeated by the cruelty of this world. Brace yourself and you'll see a future full of wonders. ”

"Master, I will. Xiao Ting promised in his mouth, and the tears couldn't stop flowing wildly.

Sun Shaoyang only misses Xue Nianci as an apprentice, and he doesn't persuade him, patting Xiao Ting on the shoulder and letting him vent to his heart's content.

On this day, the carriage drove into the boundary of Cangzhou and stopped at the gate of the Xiao family manor in the afternoon of the same day.

Hearing that the son had returned home, the servants of Xiaojiazhuang all ran out to greet him, and Xiao's mother also reached the front yard on crutches.

Seeing his mother's haggard face that was hit by his father's death, Xiao Ting's heart was even more sad, and the mother and son hugged their heads and cried.

After comforting the two of them for a few words, Sun Shaoyang asked Xiao An where he went, only to know that Xiao An had committed adultery with Xiaoxiang, the maid in the house, and after being discovered, he stole the property in the house and eloped with Xiaoxiang.

The Xiao family was in an eventful time, and Xiao's mother didn't bother to pursue the matter when she was annoyed, but she didn't expect Xiao An to be bribed by Lu Yushan and almost kill Xiao Ting.

Sun Shaoyang was worried that Meng Haoshan would return to Guanwai and take advantage of his absence to invade the grassland. Moreover, the thieves in Luyu Mountain have nowhere to go, or they may go with Menghao Mountain. Since the Xiao family was fine, Sun Shaoyang said goodbye at that time, and with a sword alone, he galloped in the direction of Saiwai.

Seeing off the master, Xiao Ting's heart was even more uncomfortable. In the past few days on the road, although the external injury has healed, he obviously feels that his limbs are gradually stiffening, but he has used the excuse of sadness to cover up the past.

Xiao Ting didn't want his master to know that he had been poisoned by the world's unsolvable zombies, even the Dragon Swordsman was not spared back then, Xiao Ting didn't want his master to experience pain for his life and death again.

In Xiao Ting's subconscious, Xue Nianci's departure had made him lose his confidence in life, and he even longed for relief as soon as possible, so that he no longer had to endure this kind of painful torture.

"Nianci, I'm here to accompany you. Xiao Ting said silently in his heart: "Are you still willing to see the second brother again?" His tears flowed uncontrollably.

The night was already very deep, and Xiao Ting still couldn't sleep. When he thought of his mother, his heart was full of concern. Her mother was about to lose her mother's death, could she afford another blow?

Xiao Ting felt that he was too selfish, and he was sorry for his mother who had worked hard for him all his life. In addition to love, there are many places in life that are worthy of his concern and need him to pay, but now, is there any room for redemption?

When Xiao Ting was crying silently, he suddenly found that a red light was shining outside the window!

Xiao Ting was so immersed in emotion that he couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't react for a while, what was going on?

Xiao Ting was taken aback, and before he could get up to investigate, several rockets shot through the windows, nailed to the beams and cabinets, and flames suddenly broke out in the house.

"Heavenly thief!" this thought suddenly rushed to Xiao Ting's mind, he didn't care about extinguishing the fire in the house, drew out the long sword hanging on the wall and rushed outside.

It was still dark, but all kinds of shouts were already ringing out. By the flickering of the firelight, Xiao Ting saw that there were black shadows flying around the courtyard, and everywhere he passed, the screams of the people of the Xiao Mansion rang out one after another.

The attacking thieves crossed the ridge like a desperate ghost, or dropped torches casually, or drew bows and shot arrows, and slaughtered wantonly in the Xiao family's huge manor.

The situation was critical, Xiao Ting turned around and rushed to the south room where his mother lived.

There were flames in Xiao's mother's house at this time, Xiao Ting was so anxious that he screamed, and was just about to pounce in, when there was a sudden sound of claw chains behind him, and he was suddenly shocked to the vest.

Xiao Ting was fully attached to his mother, and he was angry and attacked, and he slashed back with his sword, and even opened the claws of a skeleton ghost that attacked from behind like a long eye.

"Huh!" As the sound of surprise came out, the strong enemy behind him did not continue to attack.

At this time, as soon as the door opened, Yahuan helped Xiao Mu to rush out of the smokey room.

The mother and son met, Xiao Ting turned around with his sword, and found that in a short moment, the servants in the mansion had been killed and injured, and two old men in black robes were standing in the courtyard.

Recognizing that the two of them were the Holy Land Venerable and the Holy Mountain Venerable among the Nine Ghosts in Sichuan, Xiao Ting immediately knew that he would be in a catastrophe tonight.

He was poisoned by an incurable poison, and he no longer saw life and death, but his mother and a group of domestic servants were implicated, which made Xiao Ting sad and angry, he pointed to the two old thieves in the hospital and asked: "Evil thief, Nian Ci was also killed by you?"

"What Nianci?" Although the deeds of Xue Nianci's brothers and sisters were spread in the rivers and lakes, the Holy Land Venerable and the Holy Mountain Venerable had always held themselves very high, and they didn't take the names of these juniors to heart at all.

Hearing Xiao Ting's question, Venerable Shengshan was stunned, and suddenly laughed as if he had suddenly realized: "Are you asking the girl surnamed Lin? It turns out that she is your lover! ”

Hearing the other party say such a sentence inexplicably, Xiao Ting was also stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly moved. Could it be that the senior sister Lin Zhimei, who the third brother has been looking for, was not killed by the thieves? Although Murong Nianhua is young, he is insidious and cunning, and he still does not forget to blame the thieves when he is dying, and he wants Chai Shaoning and Lu Yushan to fight to the death, this possibility is not impossible.

Xiao Ting was thinking about it, and the Holy Mountain Venerable on the opposite side shouted and asked, "Boy, where is Sun Shaoyang hiding?"

The other party was disrespectful to the master in his tone, and Xiao Ting suddenly scolded angrily: "If my master wants to be here, he will make you two old thieves die without a place to be buried!"

"Count him in for a big deal. The Holy Mountain Venerable sneered disdainfully: "The two of us came after him, but he still escaped. But one day, I will let him know the methods of our Nine Sages in Sichuan. ”

"Don't be ashamed. Xiao Ting knew that he was going to die, so he said: "First defeat the sword in the master's hand." ”

"You're explosive. The Holy Land Venerable, who had always disliked words, shook his head and sighed: "Maybe Sun Shaoyang didn't discover your talent either, but it's a pity that this qualification is a pity." "The Holy Land Venerable actually moved his heart of love at this time.

The Holy Land Venerable didn't know that Xiao Ting's outburst had a lot to do with the Xuan Veins in his body being opened by the evil fishermen, laying the foundation for a huge opportunity in the near future.

"Why do you have to talk nonsense with him, Second Brother?" said the Holy Mountain Venerable, shaking the skull and ghost claws in his hand, and grabbed it towards Xiao Ting's face.

Xiao Ting saw a claw shadow rapidly growing in front of him, and wanted to raise his sword to parry, but suddenly felt that his arms were stiff, and the zombie poison in his body was attacked again at this time because of the exertion just now.

The smell was fishy, Xiao Ting knew that the other party's claws were infected with huge poison, but he had no ability to dodge, and suddenly he heard the sound of his nasal bone shattering, and his body was involuntarily hit by that strong force and flew backwards, falling into the burning house.

"Ting'er!" Xiao's mother screamed, and was about to rush into the house to save her son, but unexpectedly, the red light burst out in front of her, and the burning beam collapsed, just hitting Xiao Ting's face who fell to the ground on his back.

Xiao's mother fainted with an "ahhhh

Venerable Shengshan made meritorious service with one claw, laughed, reached out and grabbed the neck of the girl who was trembling beside Zuo Xiaomu, who sat down, and lifted it up: "You look good, go back and train and train, and you are an oiran again." ”

Before the words were finished, there was a loud bang, and the already collapsed roof was suddenly lifted upward, sparks splashed everywhere, Xiao Ting sacrificed his life like a fierce god, his face was blurred, half of his face was scratched by the ghost claws, the other half of his face was burned by the fire, and the two eyes were like spewing flames against the background of burning hair, fierce and terrifying, and the ghost of the underworld appeared.

The Holy Mountain Venerable was startled, and scolded, "Don't die yet!" dropped the ring in his hand and kicked Xiao Ting in the chest.

The Holy Land Venerable next to him swept with steel claws and instantly smashed on Xiao Ting's right leg.

How could Xiao Ting withstand the joint blow of the two murderers? After flipping a few heels in the air, Xiao Ting fell straight to the ground outside the fire with a "snap" and lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took? The feeling of being depressed and unbearable suddenly came to Xiao Ting's mind, and he suddenly came to his senses, and found that it was pitch black in front of him, and his entire body seemed to be buried under the rubble.

Xiao Ting's subconscious was still at the scene of the battle, and it seemed that he saw a fire burning in front of him.

Where is my mother? Xiao Ting was in a hurry, his body surged out violently, and he slapped through the wrapped straw mat with one palm, and his body bounced straight up, splashing the loess buried on it in all directions.

"Holy!" a terrifying scream rang out.

Xiao Ting's eyes suddenly saw a bright light, and he saw that he was already in the middle of the mass graves, and several people dressed up were desperately fleeing along a barren path into the distance.

"Don't run, where is this?" Xiao Ting asked out loud, but found that his mouth and tongue were stiff, his nose was incomprehensible, and all he let out was a thin and long scream, shaped like a ghost's scream.

When the servants heard this, they were even more frightened, and some people dared to look back, and in the pit where everyone buried their bodies just now, an unrecognizable zombie let out a terrible scream, and waved his hand as if to summon the spirits of everyone.

The man fell to the ground with his head, got up and never dared to look back, ran for his life, and ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.