At the age of seventeen, the sea was still the same. Mu Ziyun held the ashes and said in a low voice: "Huzi, this is the place where we said goodbye to the eldest sister back then, look, we are back." "The wind is blowing in the day, the light and shadow are flowing westward, and after seven days, Mu Ziyun and the others finally came to the real world of this world

"Huzhou", but Mu Ziyun did not let the bell be called

"Homecoming", because this is not his hometown. When he was only half a mile away from the coast, Mu Ziyun stopped, he looked deeply at the picture that had spread out countless times in his mind, and kept asking his heart,

"Is it time? Is this it? It seems that when he walks into this picture, he loses his future direction, and if his roots are in the wrong place, can he go back?

Mu Ziyun said: "Forget it, don't go in, this is Huzhou without me, not my Huzhou, go." The others didn't say a word of persuasion, and they also understood Mu Ziyun's feelings.

Mu Ziyun turned around and left with his back to Huzhou again, but Fang Tianmu's hand pressed on Mu Ziyun's shoulder and said, "Go and see, those faces are not fake." Mu Ziyun was silent for a long time and said, "Okay, let's take a look." He finally mustered up the courage to set foot on this land, and in an instant, everyone felt a corrupt malice, and then a thick smell of corpses that permeated the continent.

The bell covered her nose, but she was still dizzy from the smell, and she said, "Is there an accident in Huzhou?" ”

"This ..... Yes... What's going on? Mu Ziyun said,

"What would have happened without me.... It's broken, the demon organization.... It's broken, Tennu slave! Everyone immediately flew into the depths of the continent, and the familiar and unfamiliar scenery grabbed Mu Ziyun's heart, and he flew to the direction of Qingshan Peak first, and now he, in a dozen breaths, has completed the journey of a few days when he was fifteen years old.

The Qingshan Peak, which was engraved in Mu Ziyun's mind, was dilapidated and desolate, and a large number of houses had collapsed, and they were covered with wild grass, as if they had been barren for several years.

He thought that he would be overwhelmed when he saw some of his loved ones who didn't know him, but he didn't expect that he didn't see anyone.

Someone, there is a breath of a person in this dilapidated scene, and Mu Ziyun came to that person's side in an instant. It was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, skinny as wood, but his body was martial arts, and it was the most familiar Yumen aura of Mu Ziyun.

When the young man saw someone falling from the sky, he knew that it was the Transfiguration Magician coming, and he fell to the ground in shock, but he immediately rolled to his feet, glaring at everyone with a tenacious face, and looked at everyone as if he were at home, which moved everyone.

Mu Ziyun said: "You.... You're Zhou Xianwei, right? Mu Ziyun recognized this young man, when the group of children first came to Qingshan Peak, Mu Ziyun joined Du Hu and Li Mu to repeat their old skills, played a fake fist and kick, and pit the group of newcomers with a lot of money, and Mu Ziyun, who was fifteen years old at the time, saw the nine-year-old poor Zhou Xianwei, and felt sympathy, so he returned five taels of silver to her, and recognized him as a junior brother, Zhou Xianwei's talent is not as good as Mu Ziyun, but in that group of newcomers, it is the highest, and it is also the core training object of Qingshan Peak.

"I am," the boy replied,

"Who are you?"

"I am.... Aoyama Peak... Li asked the head of the sect and the younger brother of Elder Yang Qing.... Friend, by the way, does Qingshan Peak have such a person as Mu Ziyun? ”

"You're a friend of the old boss?" Zhou Xianwei looked at the man in his early twenties, frowned and said, "Liar, we don't have the character of Mu Ziyun in Qingshan Peak." ”

"Heh" Mu Ziyun smiled bitterly, but then asked urgently, "What happened to Qingshan Peak?" I've been away for four or five years, has the sect moved elsewhere? ”

"Hehe" Zhou Xianwei's eyes were full of hatred,

"I also said that you are a friend of the old master, what happened to Qingshan Peak four or five years ago, but you don't know that Qingshan Peak died four years ago, and the old head was killed a long time ago."

"What did you say!" In the ruins, Mu Ziyun's irritable horror blasted open the stone face,

"Who killed you?" His body burned with flames, burning everything around him. Zhou Xianwei was stunned, he couldn't imagine how powerful this man was, after all, the realm of Longren was already the heaven here.

A black knife was pressed against Mu Ziyun's back, calming Mu Ziyun's irritable energy, and Fang Tianmu said coldly: "It's not your master." ”

"Fart!" Mu Ziyun brushed away the black knife, his eyes were hideous, and he hated every word: "He is my master, all the time!" Even if there is no me in this world, he is! Turning around, Mu Ziyun grabbed Zhou Xianwei and shouted: "Tell me what happened, what has happened over the years!" Zhou Xianwei calmed down after a long time, but the bell pushed Mu Ziyun away, and it was another reassurance, and the two people, one big and one small, slowly calmed down.

Zhou Xianwei told the story of the major events that have happened in recent years. In fact, Mu Ziyun himself can think of the reason, what has changed his existence, if he is gone, what should have happened should have happened.

The traitor Hao Han was not detected, during the Lianzhuang War, Hao Han joined forces with Mo Chaozhen and the head of Chang Ke Sect, and the sneak attack on Li Ziwen was successful, and the disciples of Qingshan Peak were killed, and the Linlu Peak of this world did not provide assistance to Qingshan Peak, and the hard-hit Li Ziwen did not escape successfully, he was killed by the three of them, and his head was cut off, which was also the beginning of the demise of Qingshan Peak, and it only took a month to reach the real death of Qingshan Peak.

The elders of the three major sects are all dead, and the noble disciples who can escape have already fled, and none of the remaining soldiers have been killed, and the poor disciples who are willing to surrender will surrender, and they will die if they don't want to.

But Chang Kezong did not let them go, chased and killed them for three years, and in the end, only Zhou Xianwei was left in Qingshan Peak, and the young man hated heaven and earth in his heart, but he could only live in this wreckage, surviving for a long time.

Mu Ziyun was almost demoralized, he didn't expect that after he entered Huzhou, he still didn't see anyone.

He immediately grabbed Zhou Xianwei and flew towards his house, and everyone came to the small mountain village, but fortunately it was not affected by the war, and he fell directly into his own courtyard.

Like Qingshan Peak, this place has become dilapidated, and on the roof that is about to collapse, ash is constantly falling downward, Mu Ziyun poked his head into the house, and only saw two white bones on the kang, dead for many years.

Mu Ziyun walked out of the door with a smile, grabbed a mother-in-law, and asked, "Aunt Wang, what's wrong with my father?" ”

"How do you know my surname is Wang, young man? Who is your mom and dad? ”

"Couple of stakes, what's wrong with them?"

"Hey! I died of the plague, I have been dead for many years, and no one dares to care for fear of being infected, and no one dares to walk around the house, and you say they are your fathers and mothers? Just kidding, they don't have children, and they have always wanted to come, but they can't get it. Mu Ziyun's head seemed to be about to explode, and he asked Zhou Xianwei: "Why, why is this happening." Zhou Xianwei said: "That year, after Qingshan Peak died, the chaotic battle began, but in the end, only Qi Miao Peak died, and the group of women were killed, and they were killed. Robbed and robbed, several major divine tools were divided among the sects, Linlu Peak became the biggest winner, although there was no expansion of the territory, but took advantage of the chaos to seize almost all the resources, and the Qingshan Peak was divided equally by Chang Kezong and the Killing Mountain, the killing mountain was renamed 'Holy Peak', the Fallen Leaf Sect and Bu Pumen divided the Miao Peak equally, and the woman and the resources were also equally divided by the two sects. Hundred refining soldiers make a lot of money, do not participate in any battles, but provide weapons for all forces, the same Tianhemen, do not participate in battles, but provide medicines for all forces, and also make a lot of money. Only the dust gate has nothing to do with this war. ”