After Lan Shaobao and Sun Daocheng left, there was a loud cry from Chaotianlou, and some people looked up to the sky and howled, only to see Yu Canghai throw down the cane in his arms and the crescent shovel in his hand, and knelt beside Liao Changsheng and cried all over again.

Li Shuangbai looked at them with dull eyes, his body trembled, and his crying voice had already become hoarse, saying that he was sad, but he couldn't shed a single tear, it turned out that his tears had dried up when he was crying his adoptive father Bai Yu and the dozen heads of his whole family.

A few years ago, his legs were amputated, and his two righteous brothers became lame one after another, and then the family was defeated and lost his relatives, Nanchu's revenge could not be avenged, the cruelty of the Shence army could not be avenged, and he could not be loved.

Nangong Yi stood in the building for a few moments, saw this situation, and hurriedly jumped to the door, but was forced to take three steps back by a white-haired old man who was speeding over.

This old man was dressed in a wide-sleeved robe, and he was wearing the crown of heaven that the Son of Heaven used to wear, and the one who came in behind him was Cheng Zhihuan, the owner of the Ghost Valley, who was known as the ghost doctor.

At this moment, the white-haired old man did not have anything to cover his face, and his face was also clear at this time.

If it is said that the 'emperor' who is with Duanmu Jing is radiant and energetic, and seems to be in the age of standing, the difference between his face and his actual age is too large; then this white-haired old man is too old, not to mention the folds and cheeks, and the skin and flesh are even more loose to cover the original edges and corners, and even his eyes are deeply sunken and cannot see really, his eyebrows and beard have turned gray, which is extremely incommensurate with his gorgeous clothes.

As soon as he appeared, there was a burst of eerie laughter, Yu Canghai heard the wind, immediately grasped the crescent shovel, and shouted vigilantly: "Who are you?"

The old man swept towards Cheng Zhihuan and said strangely: "Strange, where are the people here? Why didn't Qianchong see it?"

Cheng Zhihuan seemed to be unhappy, and never answered, but Nangong Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly stepped forward and bowed down and said, "In Xia Nangong Yi, dare to ask the old gentleman if he is looking for Brother Yan Shi?"

The old man turned a blind eye to the dead people in the building, hummed casually, glanced his head, and looked at Nangong Yi and said, "Are both of them here?"

Seeing the old man speak like this, Nangong Yi was even more sure in his heart that this person was the big man he was waiting for tonight, and when he was surprised, he hurriedly said: "The two Yan brothers are here, Sun Xianjun was still here just now!"

The old man seemed to be a little relieved when he heard this, and after waving his hand, Nangong Yi got up.

Nangong Yi stood with his hands down, and said with a slight hesitation: "But--Brother Qianyun somehow left with his wife again, Brother Qianchong went to chase after him, and Sun Xianjun-"

Before he finished speaking, the old man's face had changed, a trace of coldness surged up his cheeks, his brows were slightly wrinkled for a moment, and Huo Zhi said coldly: "Isn't he stationed in the camp?

Nangong Yi's face was shocked, and he raised his head and asked, "Didn't the old gentleman hear the voice from the east just now?"

The old man nodded, and then said, "It is precisely because there is a war in the east that I want to ask you why he didn't guard the camp and came here to meet the enemy?"

Nangong Yi hurriedly answered: "This subordinate is unknown, it seems that Sun Xianjun and the Quartet Pavilion Lord Lan Shaobao came together, the two stayed for half a moment, and then they both went out again, Sun Xianjun left in a hurry, and the subordinates didn't have time to ask......"

The old man immediately turned around, clamped Cheng Zhihuan's wrist with one hand, and threw down the words: "Let's go!"

couldn't help but say, the three of them went out together, looking extremely anxious.

Li Shuangbai stared at the old man for a long time, and then suddenly held the iron fan to confront the old man, and shouted, "You stop!"

This sound was too loud, so that the old man turned around, Li Shuangbai's face was cold, and he put a fan in his hand in front of the old man, and said, "But you instructed Duanmu Jing to kill my whole family?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, glanced at him twice, saw that his legs were disabled, and he was sitting in a wheelchair, and then he snorted softly: "Li Fenyu is your uncle?"

Hearing this, Li Shuangbai couldn't hold back his grief anymore, and shouted angrily: "What does Duanmu Jing have to do with you?"

His tone was like this, and it was obvious that Nangong Yi's words made him think of some people in the Divine Ce Army.

Seeing that he was angry and his face was full of murderous anger, the old man turned his gaze sideways with disdain and said, "You are a remnant of Longxi, the nephew of the traitor Li Fenyu, are you qualified to ask me this sentence?"

"I?" Yu Canghai suddenly got up from the ground, stared at the old man strangely, looked at him for a while, and blurted out: "It turns out that you are the one who wants to come here!"

The old man ignored Yu Canghai, but laughed proudly three times, Li Shuangbai had already glared at him angrily, and said sharply: "You talk nonsense, if you say a traitor to my uncle, I will kill you immediately!"

The old man turned his eyes and sneered: "He betrayed my Zhu Dynasty, according to the rules of my gods, he was thirty years late in the Nine Clans, and he is already very cheap!" Saying this, his eyes fell on Li Shuangbai, and he pretended to be sad and said: "My Princess Jing didn't listen to the order, and only left you alive, it seems that she is still not ruthless enough!"

Li Shuangbai said: "Since you are in the same group as her, then I will take your head today to avenge my family!"

The old man snorted coldly, and said with great contempt: "It is also your honor to die at the hands of me, but since you are so anxious, I will fulfill you!"

The ghost doctor Cheng Zhihuan suddenly rushed forward, standing between the old man and Li Shuangbai to separate the two, the old man's palm stopped, but he didn't put down his arm, still holding it high.

He didn't seem to expect Cheng Zhihuan to make this sudden move, and scolded: "Get out of the way, don't think you're useful, I won't dare to kill you!"

Cheng Zhihuan's figure was forced to lean to the side.

The old man's palm immediately slapped towards Li Shuangbai's face, Li Shuangbai pulled out an iron fan to meet it, and when he found out that this old man was a top master in the world, it was too late to fight hard, and the internal force of the old man's palm poured all around, rolling up the cups and dishes and banging.

Li Shuangbai's iron fan immediately took off, the wheelchair was forced to cut open a few feet and fell to the ground, the whole person flew out upside down, and fell directly, his chest was hot for a while, his throat was fishy, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Li Shuangbai had fought with Liu Feng, and he could still fight for dozens of rounds, but he didn't want this old man who was not amazing to have such a high skill that he couldn't deal with it with a single move.

From this point of view, if you confront this old man, Liu Feng's martial arts will not be more than Erer.

Li Shuangbai was worried, he had no hope of revenge, and he might not have a chance to leave here, but could he leave like this and run for his life?

Cheng Zhihuan shouted urgently on the side: "Little brother, you are not his opponent, go quickly!"

Li Shuangbai crawled to the double gong that fell a foot away, trying to reach them, and at this time, Yu Canghai had already taken over the old man's attack for him.

As soon as Li Shuangbai touched the corner of the copper mace, he heard Yu Canghai scream and was slapped in the head.

Li Shuangbai roared: "Big brother!"

He flew to Yu Canghai with his legs and sat down on the ground, hugged Yu Canghai's head and shouted sadly: "Big brother!"

Yu Canghai grabbed his hand tightly and said weakly: "There is no more food, the eldest brother thinks that he can be confused for a while by promising them first like the second brother, who would have expected that they would cut off the back road of the eldest brother behind their backs, so that the eldest brother has no chance to find other food, when the news came that the third brother and the Shence Army swore that they would not be separated, the eldest brother knew that there was no way to go back to the past, and the eldest brother pained-hated-them!"

Li Shuangbai screamed in grief, shaking Yu Canghai's body as if he was crazy, but he couldn't wake Yu Canghai anymore.

The two elder brothers said that they came here to answer the envoy of the Divine Army, and said that he wanted to take revenge and follow him!

Unexpectedly, this time it was ruined.

Li Shuangbai turned around angrily, sat upright on the ground, waved his copper mace, his face was solemn, and the screams of how many times he lost his loved ones echoed in his ears, making him regain the memories of the past in his mind.

After this moment has passed, he will no longer be able to see the world, including the people and things in this world.

He was physically crippled, he was seriously injured by a palm, and he couldn't leave in front of such a master, even if he had a chance to escape, could he put down his great hatred and escape safely?

He flatly rejected.

Now he can only fight to the death, do something worthy of his relatives and brothers, even if he can't take revenge, he can also make a heart of revenge eternal, so that he can have the face to go to Huangquan to explain to his friends and relatives, so that they don't let them die with hatred, and don't let themselves die of shame.

Sometimes despair is one mood, being willing to die is another, and sometimes the two become one.

There are deaths and injuries on the rivers and lakes every day, crying all the time, and a crippled person like him who has no relatives and no reason has long been drowned in the rolling waves, and if he dies, it is not enough to arouse the curiosity and memory of the world.

Others have learned to adapt to this troubled world, some are thieves, some are stealing, some are flattering, some are tending to be inflammatory, some are insidious and cunning, and what he remembers since he was seven years old is that his relatives have died one after another, except for the murder of people with a mission, he has always been in naivety.

That year, I became an orphan and had nowhere to go, so I picked up the scraps and weeds thrown by others on the roadside to satisfy my hunger.

That year, with his adoptive father Bai Yu being sent to the original slave, the sound of whipping made him resist.

That year, he became a killer, and he was glorious, thinking that he could save his adoptive father's family from now on, but when his hope began, he extinguished all his illusions, and since then he has been deceived by others, and has become a cripple who has lost his legs and is despised.

Then, his adoptive father died in slavery, and his only seventeen relatives were all beheaded and necked, and he didn't know how to adapt to the world.

Tonight, his brother died for himself, and he didn't want to adapt awkwardly anymore.

Grief, indignation, loss, despair, and death all blended together at this time, and became the same mood.

Maybe the boss of Wangxian Tower is right, death may really be a relief!