Qing Lanxi is not afraid of how many years he will go to the barren mountains and mountains to face the wall, nor is he afraid that he will no longer be able to become the palace general of Meng'an Kingdom, but he has no way to face the Yuanhuang Niangniang who raised him, no way to face everyone in the palace who besieges Master and Ziying, and no way to face the companions and children who are with him day and night in the Starry Palace in Zhaoyun City.

Qing Lanxi knew that the hermit master and Ziying must have followed their own traces to find Yuanhuang Niangniang's palace and take the opportunity to start. Yuanhuang Niangniang killed the four disciples of the hermit master, even if Ziying showed mercy to Yuanhuang's subordinates, but the hermit would never let Yuanhuang Niangniang live. Now that Yuanhuang Niangniang is seriously injured because of herself, she has no way to repay her kindness for raising herself, and Ziying, she still has unspoken words to her, and she still has a smile that she hasn't seen enough, but she just let her go miserably, and she died like this, and Yin and Yang are separated forever.

And the incense wood ring, where is the other fragrant wood ring, is the master's daughter still alive now? Where am I going to find her? And have I found out the truth about who used Ziying to assassinate Yuan Huang, these many grievances are mixed upside down, because there are too many thoughts but more are lost, grievances and hatreds are difficult, Qing Lanxi shed the last tears, and in the middle of the night, she quietly left the Zhaoque Palace, far away.

After Yuanhuang Niangniang was stabbed by a long sword, the palace medical officer immediately treated and bandaged it, fortunately, Yuanhuang Niangniang's profound power was not a big problem, but she had been asleep, three days later, Yuanhuang Niangniang woke up and learned that Qinglanxi did not say goodbye and did not know where to go, she was so sad that she cried for a long time.

In fact, Yuanhuang Niangniang never knew that Qing Lanxi was not at ease with Yuanhuang, and after she was injured, she had quietly come back to see Niangniang, and she saw Yuanhuang in the palace safe and sound from a distance behind the rockery, so she turned around and left silently.

After Qing Lanxi left, there was no discipline and restraint of Yuan Huang, and she blindly practiced the art of Yuan Evil, and Yuan Huang Niangniang's heart and soul were naturally the essence of the mystic art of the Xinjue royal family, and the hermit taught him was originally only the art of the outer land, and it was not so evil, but Qing Lanxi because of the grudge buried in her heart and the talent was too high, she gradually understood all the good and evil vein mystical arts, and could combine the original internal force in the body and the foreign exercises taught by the hermit into one, and support each other, and assist each other, so that Qing Lanxi is like a person with the internal force that only two or more people can practice, and the power of its exercises is also more scorching。 And he gradually drifted away from the evil all the way, and gradually lost the heart of the righteous path.

In addition, Ziying had been asking Qing Lanxi to avenge them before he died, Qing Lanxi always had a sense of guilt towards Ziying and the hermits, and always had remorse, so later Qing Lanxi began to unite with the Zhule clan to attack Meng'an Kingdom, and at the last moment, he actually sacrificed the Xianyi King who smashed the mountain range and buried Meng'an Kingdom, and finally caused the soul of King Xianyi and the Longting General to fly and annihilate. It can be seen that Qing Lanxi's mind has completely lost the shackles of the righteous path, and is entangled and submerged by resentment and evil.

Qing Lanxi quietly faced the shadow of the dark mountain range without moving, and to this day, Qing Lanxi still can't forget the scene of that day. When the countless torches in the Chinese New Year's Eve were bright, and the cold and cold light of the Rulin sword shone under the light of the torches. There are many times when Qing Lanxi complains deeply about herself, why didn't she go into seclusion with the hermit Ziying early, why she didn't tell Ziying her love for her in the end, why she didn't fight to kill even one person.

Ziying finally said that someone pushed the sword in her hand behind her back to stab Yuan Huang, but there is still no clue today. To this day, Qing Lanxi still knows nothing about the whereabouts of the other fragrant wood ring. Qing Lanxi's resentment that day can be said to have swept the world, and he resented Yuan Huang for insisting on killing the hermit and Ziying and others. He resented King Yi's refusal to believe Ziying's refusal to find out the truth, and he resented that none of the soldiers in the Zhaoque Palace could listen to him and help him.

In the final analysis, what he resents the most is himself. Why didn't he go with Ziying at that time, and why didn't Ziying fulfill his own requests. Why? At that time, everyone was asking themselves why? Today, Qing Lanxi finally knows why, because of her indecision, hesitation, because she cares about the other, and is soft-hearted.

Ziying, I am sorry for you back then, I must do one thing for you, they indiscriminately let your souls have no place to return, I want to avenge you, I want the entire Meng'an country to bury you.

Qing Lanxi clenched her fists tightly, holding Ziying's wooden hairpin in her palm. The last time the Zhule tribe invaded Meng'an Kingdom, Qing Lanxi's cultivation had already reached the realm of transformation, but it was beaten into the lake at the bottom of the cliff by several old men who were in the middle of the year, and Ruyi and another wooden ring pendant had not yet been found. Now, I'm back here, Ziying, and this time, I will definitely be able to do it.

Today's Qing Lanxi's occult cultivation has been better than before, the slightest movement a hundred steps away can be heard in the ears, and there are faint sounds of one or two breezes blowing clothes in the distance, Qing Lanxi said quietly: "Mo Dao soul, don't come to harm." "The one who came was none other than the Supreme Mo Dao Soul of the Zhule Clan.

A figure came out of nowhere in the dark night, stood not far behind Qing Lanxi, and said: "I haven't seen it for many years, Qing Lanxi's internal strength is better than that day, it's gratifying." His voice was hoarse, as if he was old and weak.

Qing Lanxi turned around, Mo Dao Soul's dark red cloak was like a blood stain reflected in the dark night, without covering his face, revealing his true face in a grand manner, although Qing Lanxi was a little prepared, but still taken aback, although Mo Dao Soul was not a rough and wild man, but definitely a reckless warrior, Zhou was arrogant and domineering, and the Mo Dao Soul in front of him seemed to have become another person, white face and long beard, sick and weak, although the appearance is still the same, but for some reason it seems that the whole person has changed, not only to describe the bearing, the qi around the body vaguely seems to be a little more vicious, it looks indescribably weird and gloomy。

Qing Lanxi frowned slightly, even if she was injured multiple times, it would not change the description of a person's entire body, but how could Mo Dao Soul become like another person, so she couldn't help asking: "Venerable, why has your appearance changed so much?" Mo Dao Soul smiled hoarsely and replied: " In the past year, the deity has collapsed, then returned to the mountains to retreat, at that time the injury was too serious to be saved, fortunately the aliens in the clan taught me to practice the method of Qimen, for three years, I soaked the body with the juice of Cen Muhua every day, only fortunately the body veins were restored, but the blood veins around the body have been swallowed by the poisonous gas in the spirit wood, in order to become this appearance. After a pause, he asked: "Qing Lanxi, presumably for many years, you have also been hard to cultivate, and now I am waiting for Huafa to be born early, and the description has changed, all thanks to Meng'an Guo, in this life, I will avenge this revenge." ”

Qing Lanxi looked into the distance and said, "I'm here to ask the Venerable about an old thing. ”

Mo Dao Soul stepped forward and said, "Please speak." ”