Thousands of people chased the road ahead, but there was no one to stop the road back. A few days later, Leng Xiao arrived in the Spirit Bird Valley.

He entered and exited the Spirit Bird Valley unimpeded, but Zhu Wudao and the three of them couldn't enter, and he didn't pay attention to it at all. If he really asked Zhu Wudao and the three of them to come in, I'm afraid that today would also be his death day.

Whenever I enter the Lingque Valley, I always have to pass by the Cold Smoke Pavilion, looking at the plaque, the corners of Leng Xiao's mouth unconsciously smiled, the name given by the lively girl herself, but she herself forgot the meaning of the name.

He walked slowly, Yan'er was still curled up in that corner, his arms around his knees, and the whole person was shrunk into a ball, that is, Leng Xiao had already walked up to her, but she didn't seem to know, she was still just in a daze.

"Sister Yan'er, I'm back. Leng Xiao called, but Yan'er didn't respond.

Leng Xiao called softly again: "Sister Yan'er, Leng Xiao is back, your Leng Xiao brother is back!"

At this time, Yan'er slowly raised her head to look at Leng Xiao, and muttered to herself: "Brother Leng Xiao......"

Leng Xiao smiled, the blankness on Yan'er's face faded, and a smile appeared. But then she said, "Yan'er...... Who is it?"

Leng Xiao's smile slowly dissipated, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart, and said softly: "Yan'er is you, you are my sister Yan'er, and I am your Leng Xiao's younger brother." Wait for me to come back. With that last sentence, he hurried away.

Looking at Leng Xiao's back, Yan'er's eyes were filled with a hint of confusion, and her lips and teeth trembled slightly, but she didn't make a sound. A white rabbit jumped up and down to her, rubbing at her feet, but she didn't seem to know it.

Leng Xiao hugged Bai Tong's body in his arms and hurried to Wei Anju, but when he pushed the door in, it was empty.

A thin layer of dust had accumulated on the floor, tables and chairs, and it seemed to be silent forever.

Leng Xiao spent half a day and hurriedly searched the entire Spirit Bird Valley, but he didn't find Bai Tong's soul. Looking at the continuous fields of medicine, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed in his heart.

He was dressed in tattered clothes, which had not yet been replaced, and the faint smell of blood slowly permeated his heart.

Leng Xiao thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes fell on the ancestral burial place. Bai Tong is the young valley master of Lingque Valley, will his soul also return to the ancestral burial place?

He hugged Bai Tong's body, slowly walked to the front of the ancestral burial place, looked at the aura whirlpool, but sighed lightly and stepped in!

It's still the familiar darkness, and I can't see my fingers.

After a few steps, a few hazy lights and shadows appeared in front of him. He looked up, the first generation of the Valley Lord of the Spirit Bird Valley, the second generation of the Valley Lord of the Spirit Bird Valley, and the third generation of the Valley Lord of the Spirit Bird Valley......

Until the end, Bai Wei floated there quietly, people have three souls and seven spirits, and Bai Wei's soul has long dissipated in the place where there is no habitat, and what is left here is just a wisp of remnant soul, unconscious, and weak.

Her face was expressionless, her eyes were blank all day long, and when Leng Xiao looked at her, she was also quietly looking at Leng Xiao, the eighth generation valley master of Lingque Valley, Bai Wei.

And when I walked here, the front was dark, and I didn't see Bai Tong at all. Could it be that Bai Tong's identity as the young valley master is not enough to enter this place?

Leng Xiao took another step forward, and the darkness suddenly faded, and a world appeared in front of him in an instant, there were heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, birds, beasts, insects, and fish, everything that a world should have, it has. Because it is a world, a world in the memories of the cold and not so long ago.

He walked through the mortal world step by step, stepped into the mortal world, and saw those peddlers, pawns, dignitaries, and nobles. Leng Xiao couldn't help laughing, smiling very shallowly, very shallowly. When I first fell into this illusion, I couldn't see that all these characters were just those seven faces, the first seven generations of valley masters in Spirit Bird Valley.

Leng Xiao slowly broke away from the world, and returned to the nameless mountain, in fact, it has a name, it should be called Yin Mountain.

All the way to the wind, with the wind down. On the top of Yin Mountain, Leng Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the two tombstones in his memory, but there, there was only a lonely grave left.

A beautiful woman sat quietly beside the tombstone, her hands on her cheeks, quietly looking into the distance. Leng Xiao only saw her back, but even if it was just a back, people could conclude that this woman must be a country and a city.

The lonely grave was not high, a tombstone was nameless, rough and unbearable, and in front of the tombstone, a long sword lay there quietly, hidden forever.

The woman turned around suddenly, and the blankness and weakness on her face made people feel pity in their hearts. She looked at Leng Xiao and suddenly smiled, her words were soft, like a spring breeze, light and warm.

"Why did you make such a mess. ”

The corners of her lips melted into a smile, which warmed Leng Xiao's heart, as if the bone-chilling cold of this Yin Mountain was gone, as if the whole world had dissolved with it.

Leng Xiao was still holding Bai Tong's body, dressed in blood, glanced at her, and couldn't help laughing: "Let my aunt laugh, Leng Xiao's cultivation is unbearable, and it is inevitable that he will be a little embarrassed along the way." ”

Bai Wei couldn't help but glance at Leng Xiao: "Then what are you doing here? Don't you go to cultivation yet! If you don't want to make progress all day long, you know that you are lazy!"

"What my aunt taught me is that Leng Xiao should be diligent and never slack off in the future!" Leng Xiao lowered his head slightly, with a warm smile on his face, but there was a touch of sourness in his heart for no reason.

The whole world, with his whisper, returned to calm again. When he raised his head again, Yin Mountain, Bai Wei, Lonely Tomb, and Long Sword had all become clouds, and the whirlpool of aura was still in front of him, standing there forever, flowing and tireless.

Leng Xiao stood for a few breaths, then rose to the sky in an instant, and arrived at the mouth of the Lingque Valley in an instant, and glanced at Yan'er from afar, and Yan'er's eyes were fixed on him as early as when he first appeared.

He showed a smile, turned around and left, but there was a call from Yan'er behind him: "Brother Leng Xiao, I'll wait for you to come back!"

He paused for a moment, did not turn around, but nodded firmly, and rushed out of the Spirit Bird Valley in an instant.

Outside the Lingque Valley, Zhu Wudao and the three of them were still waiting outside, and they couldn't help but be slightly surprised when they saw that Leng Xiao had been like this for a long time.

Zhu Wudao immediately asked: "My lord, what happened, but something happened to the master?"

Leng Xiao responded indifferently: "It's nothing." ”

At the end, he said casually: "You guys go away by yourself, don't cause any trouble before this seat is restored, don't kill!"

Hong Chengwu laughed: "My lord's words, I can't even step on an ant!"

He didn't know whether it was silent ridicule or resistance and dissatisfaction in his words, anyway, it had nothing to do with Leng Xiao, he just found a random reason to take these three people away, after all, he was Leng Xiao, not Mu Xun'an.

If it was Mu Xun'an, he would definitely not talk nonsense with these three people at this moment, so he didn't say anything more, and flew straight into the sky, turned into a streamer, and walked away.

The three of them were stunned for a long time, but Hong Chengwu broke the silence, shrugged his shoulders, and then broke through the air, leaving a sentence in the distance: "Yes, this sentence has no beginning and no end, and the old man, the tiger wolf, will be asked to change to a vegetarian diet in the future! The old man might as well cut his hair and become a monk!"

Leng Xiao didn't stop for a moment, and always paid attention to whether anyone was following him, not to mention the people he might meet on the way, the most guarded in his heart was Zhu Wudao and the three of them.

The three major ghost cultivators were Yuanying cultivators, and even if they were following him, he wouldn't be able to find out. But Rao was like this, he still took a detour very naturally, and it was not until near evening that he arrived at Yinshan.

Leng Xiao couldn't help laughing, all these incidents started from this Yin Mountain!

The yang eye has long been broken, and the sunlight does not gather, but it is a hazy golden color sprinkled on the ground, but it can't drive away half of the meaning of Yin Mountain.

Losing his yang eyes, the cold of this Yin Mountain was even worse, and Leng Xiao stood still on the top of the mountain, and his body seemed to be frozen. He hurriedly used his aura to protect Bai Tong's body from frostbite.

Leng Xiao walked a few steps in front of the yang eye, and there was a deep darkness below, like an endless abyss. He embraced Bai Tong's body and stepped into it.

His eyes narrowed, and then his body fluttered like a feather, as light as if there was no weight. This feeling is intoxicating, so relaxed and comfortable that it makes people feel sleepy, and they want to sleep well and have a spring and autumn dream. If you don't wake up again, who's to say it's not a relief?

In the whole world, there are no flowers and trees, no birds, beasts, insects and fish, no streams, no bluestone roads, only darkness and chaos.

He looked from afar, and the high round platform was still standing, and a young girl sat on the round platform, very calm and serene, her legs swaying gently back and forth, her eyes were distracted, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

As if sensing Leng Xiao's gaze, the girl turned her head, but she couldn't see anything.

It wasn't until Leng Xiao approached her step by step, approaching the round platform, that a light light light gradually fell on Leng Xiao, outlining the outlines of him and Bai Tong.

Leng Xiao stopped, looked at the girl from afar, and smiled: "Miss Bai Tong, Leng is here to take you home." ”

The girl's expression was complicated, as if she had never heard it, or perhaps, she just thought it was a dream. Yes, the man was dressed in golden glow, his body was hazy, and his smile was so unreal that he couldn't help but look in a trance. If this is not a dream, then what should a dream look like?

The girl suddenly jumped down from the round platform, and came towards Leng Xiao from afar, spreading her arms, like a bird, light and pure.

The moment the two of them touched, her speed did not decrease, as if she was about to melt into Leng Xiao's chest, she smiled, laughed so easily, with her cold character, I am afraid that only in a dream, can she dare to laugh so presumptuously.

Leng Xiao's eyes slowly drooped, and the girl in her arms slowly opened her eyes, looking at Leng Xiao, the brilliance in her eyes was better than the golden coat on the two of them.

Her gaze gradually turned to Leng Xiao's chest, a hideous wound had already scabbed, her clothes were in tatters, and the smell of blood was so strong that it tickled her nose.

Leng Xiao smiled and said, "I've woken up from my dream, it's time to go home." ”