At this time, the old man's other eye also opened, he put away his long arm like a withered branch, and then looked at Ye Yinfeng, a strange smile flashed from the face of the bark cracked. Ye Yinfeng's heart moved, his swords condensed, he saw Ling Tianyun suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and then he looked at the old man again, only to find that the old man had disappeared, and along with him, there were those primitive clansmen who were sitting cross-legged.

Ye Yinfeng raised his swords, his eyebrows frowned and looked around vigilantly, he found that the altar was still the altar, the swaying torches emitted a faint light, the boulders around the altar did not change at all, and the altar he was on did not change at all. But the people were gone, the old man and the primitive people sitting cross-legged on the altar. Even the rest of the primitives in the square had vanished, as if they had never existed.

With a "wow", a mouthful of bloody blood spurted out of his mouth, and Ling Tianyun opened his eyes. It was Ye Yinfeng who was holding two swords that swept into his eyes, and when his gaze moved away from Ye Yinfeng's body and fell to other places, he couldn't help but feel even more surprised. Because what he saw was the same as what Ye Yinfeng saw, if the big square, the firelight swaying altar, there were only two people left here.

At this time, Ling Tianyun was a little confused by the second monk, he looked around suspiciously, and then his gaze fell on Ye Yinfeng, whose face was a little dignified. "Well, what the hell is going on, what about these natives, and what about the witches?" Ling Tianyun obviously asked nonsense. Just now, he was still fighting in the territory of the witch god, but as soon as he returned to reality, everything disappeared without a trace, and it was really the first time he had encountered such a strange scene.

Ye Yinfeng's heart was trembling, he didn't dare to turn his head to look, he felt that this was just a dream, a very weird dream. He felt that stepping into this primeval jungle was a very strange dream, and he thought that Su Liuer was still alive and must still be alive. Su Liu'er's death was also a dream, so he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that he would see Su Er's cold body, and he hoped that all this was just a dream of Nan Ke.

Ling Tianyun naturally didn't notice Ye Yinfeng's contradictory expression, he subconsciously touched the treasure knife behind him, and found that the treasure knife was still stretched on his back. Then he looked in front of him again, and a bright red and piercing blood was shining coldly under the faint starlight. It's not a dream, it's reality, but the strange disappearance of the witch and the natives makes him puzzled.

Looking into the distance again, he saw Su Liuer's body lying on a huge rock, although he didn't see Su Liuer's face clearly, but the shocking wound on his chest made him tremble inexplicably. His face changed, and at this moment he noticed Ye Yinfeng's strange expression, a bad premonition suddenly surged into his heart, he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say a word, he didn't know how to say it, and he didn't know where to start.

If it's a dream, he will wake up, Ye Yinfeng hopes that this is just a dream, a dream that makes him feel that it should be a dream. But reality often drowns out the life-saving straw in people's hearts. Ling Tianyun gently patted Ye Yinfeng's shoulder, but still chose not to say a word, just like when his father Ling Duozhi chose to die, Ye Yinfeng didn't say anything comforting, just silently accompanied him.

The flames rose into the sky, the charming face, the delicate body, and the sincere heart, and the lingering moment imprinted in Ye Yinfeng's mind, all of which were engulfed by the raging fire. Looking at the rushing flames, Ye Yinfeng seemed to see from the flames that the cold and charming Su Liu'er was showing him a smile like a city. Everything turned to ashes, as if the dream had been awake, the faint stars flickered and swayed, the cold night was confused, the faint fragrance in the arms, the soft hair through the hairline, everything was dispersed in the firelight.

Seeing Ye Yinfeng indiscriminately bring a clay pot from the altar, Ling Tianyun didn't mean to help, he just quietly watched Ye Yinfeng fill the clay pot with all the ashes on the boulder. Then Ye Yinfeng carried the clay pot full of ashes on his back, he caressed the clay pot with both hands, as if caressing the cheeks of his first love, and sighed in his heart, Ling Tianyun quietly watched Ye Yinfeng finish all this.

The faint starlight began to dissipate, and the vast lacquer-like night would eventually retreat, and a sword-like light tore open the dark night from the east. Then, the white light spread along the sword like a tide, the sword light began to weaken, but the white light became more and more vigorous, and finally, the east rolled red like a flame of light slowly rose, and suddenly ten thousand rays of light burst out from the east, the light broke through the sky, and the night was finally like that black curtain, torn into nothingness by the ten thousand rays of light shot out from the east.

Standing in the wind, his long hair flying, Ye Yinfeng touched the chin of the stabbing hand, he didn't know that his chin had grown a hard stubble, and a tingling sensation came from the palm of his hand. Maybe it's a baptism, but it's also a kind of growth, but he doesn't want this kind of growth, and he doesn't like it. Ling Tianyun beside him was already full of stubble, and with that sturdy body and stubble on his face, he was like an uncle with vicissitudes of life.

"How do you feel like you're a little taller than me?" From time to time, Ling Tianyun came out of Ye Yinfeng's side with an inexplicable word. And Ye Yinfeng was only slightly stunned, he saw Ling Tianyun's very serious expression, he didn't feel that the other party had any jokes, and then he subconsciously moved closer to Ling Tianyun. Sure enough, he found that he was indeed a little taller than Ling Tianyun, and that was it.

"Hehe, it's really rare to think that you took that step and actually grew taller." Ling Tianyun said jokingly. "Then who is in Changbai Mountain and who is alone with a man and a widow all night, why haven't I seen you grow taller since then, isn't it that you have already lost your Yang Yuan." Ye Yinfeng struck unceremoniously. He still didn't know much about this strange thing, Ling Tianyun made fun of him, and he naturally fought back.

"Hehe, that was an accident, okay. Besides, Uncle Ben is suave, where would he care about height. Ling Tianyun replied with a nonchalant expression. And his answer attracted a pair of white eyes from Ye Yinfeng, "You are still graceful, look at your current appearance, you are like a brute." Where there is a suave appearance, I see you, no better than the wild man last time. Ye Yinfeng struck again.

Who knows, when Ye Yinfeng was laughing at Ling Tianyun, he himself was no better, at this time, the hair on his head was already messy, and even the blue shirt was even more wrinkled. The two of them have long lost the handsome and easy-flowing temperament when they put the Southern Barbarian Wilderness, the two of them are like savages living in this jungle, if it weren't for a few words coming out of their mouths from time to time, outsiders would definitely regard them as savages in this jungle.

It had been days since the two of them left the strange primitive tribe, and they wandered aimlessly through the jungle, judging only by the sun and stars overhead. Ye Yinfeng also put away the grief of Su Liu'er's departure, and Ling Tianyun's unintentional words made him sober up: "How should you explain this matter to the Holy Maiden of Linglong Valley, you can't always carry this clay pot Linglong Valley."

Yes, the dead are gone, but the living are still alive. "I'll give her an explanation, and when I get to Linglong Valley, I'll find a beautiful place for Su Liu'er, and then bury her there. Her life is very hard, and I hope she will be better off when she gets down there. Ye Yinfeng was slightly stunned, and then replied very calmly. He had already narrated Su Liu'er's matter to Ling Tianyun, and he naturally had some unspeakable guilt in his heart about Su Liu'er's death, and to make up for that guilt, he could only mention Zuo Qingshan's head in front of Su Liu'er, and he secretly swore in his heart.

Presumably, my brother and sister are not the kind of unreasonable people, and as a younger brother and sister, they are not the kind of narrow-minded women. But I'm afraid that the Firmament Gate will not give up, and they will publicize this matter, and your situation is worrying. Linglong Gu has to take into account the face of his sect, and he will not agree to the matter between you and his younger siblings, so it seems that this matter is a little tricky. Ling Tianyun said worriedly.

Listening to Ling Tianyun's unreasonable words, Ye Yinfeng was silent for a while, and then said: "The soldiers are coming, the water is flooding, the pressure of the sky and Linglong Valley naturally cannot be underestimated, but the most important thing is the idea from Nangong. It's a big deal, we eloped and wandered the world. ”

"That's a good idea, you two stay and fly together, and be a pair of fairy couples, why not do it. Don't worry, two brothers, this time I will support you no matter what, what is the Sky Gate, it's a big deal, let's do a big job. If it really doesn't work, let's take our younger siblings away and let them find someone to marry Yun. When Ling Tianyun heard this, he immediately said with a high momentum.

The two of them chatted without a word as they walked along, and the topic they talked about was nothing more than hatred for the Sky Gate. "If we knew that we would have made Zuo Qingyi in Qianzhou, we wouldn't have caused so much trouble. However, this time he must be done to avenge Miss Su, the disciples of the Firmament Gate can kill one by one, and if they can kill a pair, they can kill a pair, so that they can know that the Firmament Gate is nothing more than that. Ling Tianyun shouted murderously.

Ahead, the miasma seemed to fade more and more, and through the lush jungle, a blue sky was faintly visible, and the two seemed to have reached the edge of the jungle. The two of them were inexplicably happy in their hearts, and finally walked out of this jungle, and they calculated the time according to the roadmap given by the one-eyed old man, and they were almost at Linglong Valley. They also vaguely smelled the faint scent of flowers, no longer the smell of decaying leaves that have been around for years.

The two of them spread out and rushed towards the edge of the jungle, and they landed on the edge of the jungle, and a breath of fresh air entered their noses, and their spirits could not help but be lifted. As far as the eye can see, several towering mountains in front of you are surrounded by a layer of confused clouds, as if the mountains are in a fairyland. Between the edge of the jungle and the mountains was a small hill, between which a crystal clear stream meandered.

The mountains are full of flowers, and the smell of flowers wafts in the wind, and the rows of farmland between the hills are like jade-like gems. The farmland is already a green color, the wind blows, there is the fragrance of flowers, there is also the fragrance of the seedlings in the farmland, occasionally you can see one or two stout buffaloes leisurely gnawing on the grass by the stream, two or three childish boys playing in the hill.

Where is the legendary and dangerous wilderness of the Southern Barbarians, this is simply a paradise, and the natural tranquility and tranquility are vividly displayed. Ling Tianyun stared at all this blankly, green mountains, green water, lonely smoke, and innocent children. Ye Yinfeng's restless heart also slowly calmed down, he felt all this carefully, he felt the soft moan of the wind, he felt the excitement of the flowers blooming, he also felt the gurgling water-like hundreds of boats competing for the stream, all of which were the most primitive nature, presented in front of his eyes one by one.