Tarzan Mountains.

In an unknown small mountain range, there are countless craggy strange rocks and towering trees. Looking down from the halfway point of the mountain, the appearance of the entire Tai'an Province is in full view. In this landscape painting, it is undoubtedly a perfect place to retreat.

Halfway up the mountain, a small wooden house stands abruptly there. At this time, it is only noon, just in time for lunch, and the curling smoke has become the finishing touch to set off this beautiful scenery. In the courtyard outside the house, there are still a few game meats that have not died.

"Father, he's back......"

A man of about fifty or sixty years of age said to a white-haired old man sitting in the room. The old man's rickety body made people's hair stand on end. The bleak face without any blood color, almost thin only skin and bones remained. The two eyes were sunken deep into the skull, making them look like skeletons.

"I knew he was going to come back......"

The old man lay in his chair, seemingly unable to move, but he lifted his fingers with all his might. "Go quickly, he must be coming. I'm just waiting for him to come and give him an explanation...... Don't worry about me. ”

"Father...... You ......"

The man seemed to be a little reluctant.

"Let's go. I am only one of your sons, and if you die, then I will not be blind to death! If he is still so hateful, let him kill me. But you can't die!"

Because his voice was a little hurried, the old man coughed heavily, raised his fingers weakly, and pointed at the man in front of him tremblingly, "Hurry up! In the past fifty years, have you forgotten what I tell you every day!?"

"Yes, Father!"

Although the old man is half a foot in the grave, his majesty remains. When the words fell, the man shook his lips, looked at the old man with teary eyes, fell to his knees with a puff, and bowed three times.

"Remember...... Hide Qin'er first......"

The man nodded heavily, and then walked out of the wooden house in three steps and galloped towards the mountain.

Not long after the man left, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of the wooden house. The figure looked at the wooden house and smiled faintly. As he stretched out, a cluster of flames appeared from his fingers. The game in the distance, which was not yet dead, was roasted almost instantly, giving off the slightest smell of roasted meat.

With the scented hare in hand, the figure stepped into the crude wooden house.

......

"You're here after all...... Ahem......"

The old man sitting on the wooden chair saw the person in front of him, and although his face was surprised, he tried his best not to show himself. He coughed twice and said lightly.

"Yes, I'm back. My dear 'Master'. ”

The person who came was Li Mucheng. And this old man is none other than the Sect Leader of the Qingtian Sect back then, Crane Fangyuan!

It was the crane Fangyuan who framed Li Mucheng in an unkind and unrighteous place and let him taste the pain of life and death in the world!

"Are you back to take revenge?" He Fangyuan opened his eyes, as if he wanted to see the person in front of him more clearly, but his eyes had deteriorated, and it was not easy to see a blurred image, let alone see Li Mucheng completely clearly.

"It's not. Hearing Crane Fangyuan's words of despair, Li Mucheng shook his head. "I have avenged my revenge. The entire Optimus Cult has completely disappeared from this world. ”

"Ahem...... Hehehe...... Hahaha......"

Hearing this, Crane Fangyuan let out a strange smile. His face lifted up towards the sky, and a cloudy tear flowed from the corner of his empty eye. Although he has long since abdicated, he is also the previous leader of the Optimus Sect. The Optimus Sect is of great significance to him. Now that he heard the news of the destruction of the Optimus Sect, he still couldn't bear it......

However, he believed that Li Mucheng had such strength. He will never forget, forty years ago...... That is, the tenth year after Li Mucheng left, the person who he couldn't forget for the rest of his life found him again, and that person told him to do everything he could to eliminate the hatred with Li Mucheng......

Moreover, that person showed him a video of Li Mucheng. Li Mucheng in that image used to be like a nightmare, with him for more than ten years, and Li Mucheng's emaciated figure would appear in his dreams every day...... He held a divine sword in his hand, and rose up with his sword, as if to slay himself.

No matter how he escaped in his dream, he couldn't escape the speed of his sword's flight......

It was such an image that made him make the most correct decision in his life.

......

There was only one tear, which was not much. But it's very muddy. After a while, Crane Fangyuan raised his trembling hand and wiped the tears from his face, "Okay, good! Congratulations, the great revenge has been avenged." But didn't you come to me to seek revenge?"

"Revenge? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Maybe until now, I can only survive in that Optimus Sect for the rest of my life. Besides, as I said, my great revenge has been avenged. Came to you today, just to see you. ”

As he spoke, Li Mucheng handed over the golden roasted hare. "Can you still eat it?"

"I'm old, my teeth are gone, how can I eat. ”

A smile appeared on Crane Fangyuan's corpse-like face. He remembered that when he was young, none of these things happened at that time, and he regarded Li Mucheng in front of him as his own son. At that time, whatever game Li Mucheng caught, he would roast it and give it to him. And he also ate with a satisfied face.

But now the vicissitudes of life. Fifty years have passed, and he has become an old man in his nineties, nearly a hundred. This age is not too big in the world of cultivators. But among mortals, he is already an advanced age.

If it weren't for this big stone in his heart oppressing him, Crane Fangyuan would definitely not have lived to this time. He had only one thought in his heart, that is, to wait until Li Mucheng came back and let him settle the grievances with his own hands. In this way, he can also look at the nine springs.

"Thank you for my sister's business. ”

Pursing his lips, Li Mucheng continued. He had been listening to him when he was talking to his son just now. When the father and son said the name Qin'er, Li Mucheng understood. His sister was not captured by the Optimus Sect, but taken away by Crane Fangyuan.

"I also have selfish intentions in this matter. I heard that the third and seventh children were going to put your mother under house arrest, so I sent someone to use the last of my connections with the Optimus Sect to get them to bring me here. Your sister didn't know about our grievances, so she was kept in the dark. Later, she and my son fell in love for a long time, and I took it upon myself to get them married. You don't blame me, do you?"

"I know, I don't blame you. Li Mucheng nodded, "If you hadn't brought my sister here, what would she have become now...... I can't imagine. Let him pass the past. I also watched it just now, your son and my sister are very compatible. Their children, I love it too...... After all, it's my nephew......"

"If you don't stop it, that's fine. I told my son that the grievances between us were to rot in his stomach and not to be spoken about for the rest of his life. He promised me. Look at me like this, I'm about to die...... Don't let your sister know about the matter between you and me. ”

"Hmm. ”

This is exactly what Li Mucheng wants to hear. "I hope she can live happily...... Don't be like me, who spend all day in this rambling conspiracy and can't get out...... Being a mortal may be much happier than being a cultivator. ”

"If you say that, then I'm relieved......"

A satisfied smile appeared on Crane Fangyuan's face. He lay on a wooden chair and looked at the sky. The dim eyes gradually lost their light completely......

A pair of wizened hands hung down weakly.