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The wind and cold groaned, and the nostalgia was heavy.

The cold night is difficult to calm the grieving heart, the hot blood has not yet cooled, and although the heart is full of sorrow, it is difficult to suppress the endless indignation.

Family affection, before I have time to talk about it, but heaven and man are forever separated, the burning feeling of blood thicker than water, the kind of roaring pain deep in the bone marrow still makes people tremble.

At this moment, Ling Tianyun was like a line of corpses, his eyes were hollow without any luster on his face, and he looked ahead in a daze. Ahead, there were endless secluded mountains, and the moonlight poured like a silver pour into the mountains, hazy as if draped in a frost-colored veil.

Faintly, the bones in his body made a roaring sound, and he could clearly feel that his bones and joints seemed to be under tremendous pressure, and they were constantly squeaking and moaning. Throughout his body, the unbearable pain spread around him like a tidal wave, but he didn't seem to pay attention to it, and still stared straight ahead with his eyes as if he didn't know it.

Beside him were several jars of wine that had long been empty, some of them had been shattered, some of them had fallen crookedly, but those jars had long since been empty of wine. The air was filled with a thick smell of alcohol, and there was an indelible smell of blood, which was a bloodthirsty aura that vaguely and involuntarily emanated from his body.

Even though there was a raging anger in his chest, but a sense of powerlessness rushed into his mind, even though he had a lot of pride and ambition in his heart, but he was again and again by the bloody scenes that set off a rain of blood to extinguish these pride.

The pale face, the kind face, the slender figure, and the sudden rush of life and death, all of these were cut into pictures that were frozen in his mind. The scorching fire of the Feng family, the devastated ruins that filled his eyes, the vague traces of blood, and the call before death were all frozen in his mind, like time frozen, wordless and silent replay, once again turned into a tearing pain like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

The boiling blood roared as if he wanted to get out of his cage, and the moaning bones seemed to play a series of exhilarating movements, and the fiery pride had been circling in his chest for a long time.

The silent night, the silent wind, blowing one heartbreaking tragic music after another, in the infinite depths of the firmament, seems to comfort those who have passed away, lighting up a flickering star, they light the next road to the future for these dead heroes.

At this time, Ling Tianyun was in the Wutai Mountain in the south of Daizhou, and he was on a large rock on top of a small peak in the Wutai Mountain. Not far from him, there was a small abandoned temple, with mottled plaques and blurred handwriting that were no longer recognizable, so it was impossible to discern what kind of temple it was.

The dilapidated courtyard, spider webs can be seen everywhere, the courtyard can be seen everywhere collapsed ruins and broken walls, withered grass undulating everywhere, under the corner of the wall, I don't know whether it is the Buddha's manifestation or the first sunny day after the snow, there is actually a green bud with a curious gaze from between the cracks in the wall poking out its wonderful little head.

The four winds are blowing, the dead leaves are flying, the mottled shadows of the trees are swaying wantonly, and the dilapidated small temple has no complete walls, and it is ventilated on all sides. The cold wind that came through the walls made a wailing sound like a ghost crying, and it was as terrible as a ghost's cry.

A person walked out of the temple, only to see that this person was dressed in a brocade python robe, eight feet tall, and his burly body had an extraordinary temperament, like a real dragon entering the world. The most amazing thing is that this person was born with a red face, like the second brother Guan who was thin and cloudy during the Three Kingdoms period. What's even more surprising is that this person still has a faint fragrance on his body, which is an innate aroma.

This man was holding a long stick with eyebrows, the golden light of the stick was faint, and there was a mighty momentum like a mountain shock. He raised his eyes, and the target was Ling Tianyun, who was sitting on a large rock and staring in a daze.

A superb light shot out from this person's tiger eyes, and at the same time, he also let out a long sigh, and it could be seen from his eyes that this person was showing concern for Ling Tianyun.

"It's been three days, and he hasn't moved, it seems that what happened to this Feng family has hit him hard, and if he can't bear it, he will collapse. This is the knot in his heart, and if he survives, then his creation will be extraordinary in the future. Alas, I hope he will come out of his demons as soon as possible. ”

Or whispering, or speaking to someone else, the red-faced man muttered, and as soon as his words fell, a slender figure appeared beside him. But it was a woman dressed in black with a bit of enchantment, and the tight black clothes outlined the woman's delicate curves to the fullest.

The woman's beautiful eyes turned, but her gaze also stayed on Ling Tianyun, who was motionless like a dead tree not far away. It must be an illusion or something, the red-faced man saw a trace of imperceptible tenderness from the eyes of the woman in black, like resentment, but still resentment.

"Is he still like that?" The woman in black asked the red-faced man, in fact, she didn't need to ask her to know the answer, but she still subconsciously asked the red-faced man.

The red-faced man smiled slightly, and answered the other party, but there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, he wanted to know what kind of story this woman had with the sedentary boy, he was sure that they knew each other.

If Ling Tianyun turned around and saw this woman, then he must know this person, this woman in black was an old man he had in Baishui Pass, the black lady under Guo Huai'an's tent. When Ling Tianyun was about to leave White Water City, she also teased her, causing Ling Tianyun to flee.

At this time, it has been more than ten days since the tragedy of the closure of the family in Daizhou, and the crescent moon that was like a scimitar at the beginning has also turned into a huge disk, hanging high above the dark abyss-like dome.

After the closure of the family, the situation in the Northern Han Dynasty rose for a while, and the people in the rivers and lakes were also cloudy, no one knew the ending, and no one knew who did it, but there was a conclusive news that spread. That is, the Feng family has a map of the treasure of Huang Gong at the end of the Tang Dynasty, that Huang Gong is the Huang Chao at the end of the Tang Dynasty, it is said that he captured Chang'an City and plundered a large number of gold and silver treasures, and later he placed these treasures in a secret place, and later after the death of Huang Chao, the treasure became an unsolvable mystery with his death, some people say that he found someone to draw a map of the treasure and arranged for the henchmen to hide. Although all this is speculation, the treasure map was suddenly turned over by someone with a heart, and the Feng family was once again pushed to the forefront by everyone.

However, Ling Tianyun didn't know all this, because after he was stunned and unconscious by Wang Tong's lieutenant general with a strange weapon, he was stunned for three or four days. Feng Bupo coerced him and the few remaining members of the Feng family to flee all the way, rushing out of Daizhou City and coming to Wutai Mountain.

Fortunately, the other non-martial cultivators of the Feng family did not suffer too many casualties under Zhang Xiaofeng's protection. After Wang Tong withdrew his troops, he led the rest of the Feng family to Wutai Mountain to join Feng Bupo and others.

At this point, the Feng family was officially removed from Daizhou, and the Daizhou government neither tracked down nor reported, as if it had nothing to do with Daizhou, and the citizens of Daizhou except for the amazement in their hearts, everything returned to normal. The Feng family learned from their arguments after dinner, and all kinds of suspicions also came out of this generation.

The matter of sealing the family is like the waves in the turbulent sea, although it stirs up a few feet high, but everything sinks into the bottom of the sea.

When Zhang Xiaofeng led the rest of the Feng family to Wutai Mountain, he happened to meet the eldest lady of the Tan family, who escaped first, Tan Tianya, and she also brought a Feng Xiaocicada with a cold body. Fortunately, after the diagnosis of a generation of sword gods, Feng Xiaocicada's vitality was not completely broken, but was in a state of suspended animation.

Because he was entrusted by others, but he still couldn't save the disaster of the Feng family's annihilation, Zhang Xiaofeng felt guilty, and he decided to take Feng Xiaocian to Bianliang, the capital of the Great Zhou Emperor, because he knew a miracle doctor there who could bring the dead back to life. He decided to take Feng Xiaocia to the divine doctor and prepare Feng Xiaocicada as soon as possible.

And Zhang Xiaofeng went with the eldest lady of the Tan family to talk about the world, although Feng Xiaociao's whole body seemed to be broken, and there was still the possibility of healing, but she was a woman after all, and there were many inconveniences. And Tan Tianya and Feng Xiaocian have a deep sisterhood, so they took the initiative to take care of Feng Xiaocicada's request.

Zhang Xiaofeng led the second daughter to leave Wutai Mountain in the first wave, and then the Feng family also disbanded those subordinates who did not know martial arts, although some people resolutely stayed, but Feng Bupo still insisted on sending them away. It's not that he's cold-blooded, it's that he doesn't know what unknown dangers this group of people will face if they continue to follow him.

A fire burned the courtyard of the Feng family to the ground, and those who died in the battle had already turned into a pinch of ashes, including Feng Yuxiu, the old head of the Feng family. Feng Bupo and the others sneaked back to Daizhou City to bring out the ashes of the deceased Feng family, and they could only bring out the ashes of those who had died.

The ashes of all the deceased people of the Feng family are buried in a hidden place on Wutai Mountain, buried together, without a tombstone, without a signature, not like a tomb, but like a small mound.

After doing all this, Ling Tianyun still didn't wake up, Feng Bupo had no choice but to take the first step and rush to Bianliang, the capital of the Great Zhou Emperor, he led the old people of the Feng family who followed him to take advantage of the thick night and unwilling mood to go forward with endless grief.

Since then, the Northern Han Kingdom has another difficult peerless general-like enemy, and has captured Jinyang, the capital of the Northern Han Kingdom, several times.

Feng Bupo and the people of the Feng family left in the second wave, and Ling Tianyun had already woken up at this time. And he also knew all this, but he was silent, and it was the red-faced man who told him all this, as well as Yuan Xiaoliu, who was in the courtyard of the Feng family, and he also knew that Yuan Xiaoliu's master was the thief old man who was called the "Tianluo Holy Hand".

Ling Tianyun himself didn't know how serious his injuries were, he only knew that as long as he moved, his whole body would tingle, and his whole body was not just as simple as falling apart. But he still moved to the grave of the old man of the Feng family with great difficulty, a few glasses of wine that were not very strong, and a few paper coins that were not bright.

From beginning to end, Ling Tianyun didn't say a word, the tingling pain all over his body seemed to be numb, he knelt in front of the mound-like grave, towards the withered grass that was shriveling, at this moment, he didn't know it, a line of clear tears quietly slipped down, down the corners of his eyes, and instantly flowed on his cheeks, not landing for a long time.

The flying annihilation with the wind, the endless tragedy and tragedy, the deceased is like a person, and the stubbornness and thick unwillingness hidden in the bones flow in the blood.

Ling Tianyun knelt in front of the grave for three days and three nights, only wine and wind accompanied him, withered leaves fell one after another, and his deep gaze turned into gray light.

Those who left had already left, and those who remained were filled with a faint sense of concern, like a full moon pouring down its bright luster, and those bathed in it sat still.

The stacked peaks are like old men who sit silently, and they are shrouded in their wise and majestic light, and the Wutai Mountain is very quiet at this moment.

After changing places, Ling Tianyun struggled to get up, still without saying a word, and a large rock that could accommodate several people to sit on became another place for him to sit. There were still a few jars of wine, a few wisps of cold wind, and a few rustling of pine branches.

The red-faced man and the black lady raised their eyes, and a deep worry swelled up in their hearts, but they couldn't do anything about it, and it all depended on whether the young man on the other side could come to his senses. And they watched it all silently like spectators, and even if there were a thousand words, they could not tell it.

Suddenly, the cold wind rose again, and Ling Tianyun, who was sitting still, seemed to blend into the gloomy night of the moon, and the two people who were staring at him were in a trance, and they were surprised to find that Ling Tianyun, who was motionless except for drinking, suddenly turned his head.

A pair of exquisite cold eyes with a bit of bloodthirsty indifference, a resolute face like iron at the moment looks extraordinarily strong, the childishness that has not been taken off is completely dissipated in an instant, leaving behind a proud angular face like a knife.

The boy was still the boy, but he didn't seem to be the boy.

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In the Bianliang Palace, in the Zide Palace, the curling green smoke rises faintly, and from the clean window, you can clearly see a bright moon like a jade plate, shining in the sky.

But when Guo Wei looked up, he found that there was a strange color on the bright moon, it was a red full moon like blood, this bright moon made his heart tremble, and a hot breath in his chest suddenly rushed up to his throat.