Deer bone

Run'an knew that it was impossible for him to follow Fengyunmo and his group all the time, so he wanted to find a job he could do to support himself. He didn't expect too much, as long as he had food and clothing, and no place to live.

Hearing that he had such a wish, Feng Yunmo appreciated him very much, and immediately encouraged him to ask the shopkeeper of this inn if he wanted someone else.

Run'an was likable, honest, and literate. Seeing that Run'an was helpless, the shopkeeper of the inn kindly took him in and asked him to learn to manage accounts.

Now that Run'an was settled, Feng Yunmo and his party planned to leave Xuanyu Town the next day.

It was summer.The night in the town is extremely quiet.Feng'er knows people's minds, sneaks into the rooms of light sleepers with a little lotus fragrance at night, and spreads them on the tip of their noses.

"Well, it's really fragrant..." The people in the room smelled the fragrance, and turned over comfortably with a few words of nonsense, Feng'er was praised, turned around happily, and went to another house.

In the Bansheng Inn, Feng Yunmo's room was still lit with yellow lights.He quietly looked at the imprint on his right shoulder, and the flying fire and fireflies outside the house did not attract his attention at all.

From the first day he saw this imprint, Feng Yunmo knew that it was different from other people's imprints, and it kept changing quietly as if it was alive.

Now the imprint on his right shoulder is very clear, and he can see a silver deer leaping with its head high, its posture elegant and noble.

As soon as his fingertips touched, the trace of burns spread from his fingertips to his heart.

"How could it be?" Feng Yunmo wondered, the pain came for no reason.

The last time when he bandaged Leng Qingxie's wound in the depths of Shikun, he felt the same pain when he touched Leng Qingxie's mark.

He didn't know what the reason was, and Leng Qingxie didn't know either.He always felt that the imprint would burn people, which was probably an ominous sign.

Feng Yunmo often guessed in his mind whether the catastrophe of the Luling Clan and Tianji Clan was related to the "Xuanling Nine Records".

It's not that he didn't guess Qi Yin, but he quickly denied the answer. No matter how powerful Qi Yin is, he can't beat the Luling Clan, Tianji Clan, or even the entire Spiritual Cultivation Continent.

Unless, it is someone other than someone who has transcended the ability to transform the mirror, who would it be?With such a person, can he get his revenge?

Mother, who on earth killed you and took the lives of my entire Tianji family?

The candlelight was blown by the wind, and a few gusts of breeze blew in, breaking Feng Yunmo's thoughts.

He raised his eyes abruptly, and saw a figure flashing outside the door. He hurriedly got down, opened the door and looked out, only to see Su Chan jumping up to the roof, striding to grow lotuses, and hurriedly chasing a man in white. , embraced him and shouted in a low voice: "A Jin."

The man in white grabbed his arm with one hand, jumped into the air, and went further away in an instant.

Feng Yunmo shook his head and smiled.He was turning his head to close the door. At first glance, he saw the Fu family brothers and Leng Qingxie standing at the door of their respective rooms. They were all wearing obscene clothes, and it seemed that they only woke up when they heard the movement.

At this moment, the eyes of the three people were all looking at him, Feng Yunmo looked at him, it turned out that he came out too hastily, he didn't even wear shoes, his clothes were not neat, a large chest was exposed, and the imprint of his right shoulder could be seen faintly.

He adjusted his clothes casually, and said to the three of them: "Don't look at it, everyone, someone came to look for Brother Su Xian next door, so he chased after him."

"Are you still asleep?" Fu Xiange looked at the light in his room and asked.

"It's too hot, I can't sleep, I'll sleep in a while." Feng Yunmo replied with a smile, and went in the door.

The brothers of the Fu family also closed the door one after another, Leng Qingxie leaned against the door with folded arms, looking at the black night sky.But after a while, Feng Yunmo opened the door again, he was not surprised to see Leng Qingxie, he just said: "I guess you can't sleep either."

"How do you know?" Leng Qingxie looked at him and asked indifferently.

"You are always very cautious. A little trouble will keep you on guard for a long time."

Leng Qingxie was silent for a moment, and then said: "Go to bed earlier." As he spoke, he had already entered the door, keeping Feng Yunmo out.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, the breeze is caressing, carrying the fragrance of flowers, and the surroundings are extremely quiet. In such a night, it is actually the most suitable for resting. However, some people's hearts are restless and they cannot sleep.

Feng Yunmo knew that his current state had already deviated from the track he had set in his heart.Before Feng Jiuyou left, his goal was to speed up the practice of spiritual power and save Feng Jiuyou.

But now, his goal is to speed up his practice, but his goal is revenge.Revenge, these two words are enough to influence a person's thoughts, making people crazy.

No one knows better than Feng Yunmo how dangerous he is now. Sometimes, he feels like a lunatic.

During the five days and five nights when he sat alone on the mushroom stone, he thought more than once that when he found the person who caused his mother to die and his clan to be wiped out, he would definitely destroy everything about him and his clan. None left.

No, in fact, his thoughts at the time were even crazier than this. What he thought was to destroy the entire Continent of Spiritual Cultivation.

He knows morality, he knows all the great truths, but when his reason is overwhelmed by hatred, he knows very well that he is an irrational lunatic.

He didn't know what Leng Qingxie was thinking, maybe Leng Qingxie would be more rational than him, maybe Leng Qingxie would be more lunatic than him.

Last night, I was able to sleep peacefully because of the alcohol, but tonight without alcohol, my thoughts flooded in, my head was swollen, and I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Feng Yunmo thought to himself, how many more days this situation will last.

"If I could fall asleep, I would have slept long ago." Feng Yunmo muttered, leaning his back against the railing until dawn.

I don't know who talked too much, and told the news that Feng Yunmo and the others were leaving early.

The genius was shining, and the people from the town surrounded the Bansheng Inn in front of and behind the house.

"Immortal Xiaomo, please save us!"

"You can't leave, that monster is going to eat people again."

"Xuanyu Town is willing to pay a lot of money to ask some gods to help us catch the demon."

"Immortal Xiaomo..."

A few shouts pierced through the air, and fell directly into the ears of Feng Yunmo, who was enjoying the sunshine with his eyes closed, and he was so startled that he stood still all night with his body crooked.

Feng Yunmo held on to the railing dangerously, put his head on the railing and looked downstairs, only to see a group of people had rushed downstairs.

"What's going on?" Leng Qingxie came out from the door, and his cold voice reached Feng Yunmo's ears.

Feng Yunmo looked back and saw that the Fu family brothers had also gotten up, he said helplessly: "Don't ask me. I don't know what's going on."

Feng Yunmo went downstairs to inquire about the situation. It turned out that the three-headed monster was at work again this morning, and several people were killed in the town.

Feng Yunmo frowned and asked: "Which of you has seen the monster in Luocha Lake?"

When everyone heard this, someone quickly reminded: "This monster does not come from Luocha Lake. The monsters in Luocha Lake only hurt people at night, and they don't hurt people in this town."

Feng Yunmo said: "This monster is not necessarily the one that hurt people at night, but it may be brothers with that at night. If we want to find the real body of the three-headed monster, we have to rely on it."

Everyone shook their heads, that monster is very mysterious, it comes and goes without a trace, anyone who has seen it has died in its belly.

Feng Yunmo didn't want to take care of this matter, he had more important things to do.

Several men in the town stood up, and one of them bowed to Feng Yunmo and the three people upstairs and said, "If the whole town's life is not threatened—that's all, if it's really inconvenient for you, we don't force it, just ask You guys took pity on us and sent me, Xuanyu Zhenerlang, to the Luocha Lake, and we went to find the monster ourselves and fight with it!"

At this moment when the blood of the whole town is boiling and tears are streaming down for the hero who is about to die, Fu Xiange poured cold water upstairs:

"What's the use of you going? It's just adding a few more piles of dead bones."

Some young people in the town were impatient and dissatisfied: "It's fine if you don't want to help, but you still say such things. We were blind back then, so we regarded you as gods!"

Seeing that Fu Xiange was about to get angry, an old man slapped the young man and cursed: "Don't be rude, Li Zi, if the gods are willing to help me Xuanyu Town, that's a favor for Xuanyu Town. If they don't help My Xuanyu Town is not at fault, and they don't owe us Xuanyu Town, how dare you curse people?"

Feng Yunmo raised his eyebrows and said to everyone: "You can abandon Xuanyu Town and find another place."

The old man said: "We are the descendants of the disappeared Siyi tribe, and we have been destined to the place of birth since birth. If something happens to the place of birth, we will not live long."

"What did you say?" Leng Qingxie said suddenly, Feng Yunmo hurriedly looked at him, only to see his face was horrified.

Birthplace of Lifeline...

Feng Yunmo suddenly realized that Leng Qingxie's weird physique was somewhat similar to the people in Xuanyu Town.

His life belongs to Lingxu, and now something has happened to Lingxu——

Will he live long too?

However, he is not a descendant of the Siyi tribe, no, maybe, his mother is.

"Qingxie, your mother—"

"My mother...how could she be a descendant of the Siyi clan?" Leng Qingxie's eyes widened.

Recalling that his father had spoken to him.

Qingxie, my child, remember that no matter your mother

What is your identity? You are the son of my Leng Xiuming, a member of my Luling Clan, and the future king of the Luling Clan.

No wonder, my father never let me ask about everything related to my mother. No wonder, no one in the clan dared to mention my background.The more Leng Qingxie thought about it, the colder his heart became.

He thought to himself, if that's the case, how could he have the chance to take revenge?How to revenge?He shook his head in disbelief, almost falling over.

The brothers of the Fu family rushed over to help him, Leng Qingxie waved his hands and said, "Don't worry about me, let me think about it, think about it."

"Qingxie!" Feng Yunmo's sudden shout made Leng Qingxie startled, Feng Yunmo suddenly jumped in front of him, held his hand, and whispered in his ear:

"You still have me. I live with you, and my life is your life. I will not let myself die, let alone you. We also want to avenge our clansmen together. Believe me, I am a stranger I am not someone who promises easily, if I promise, I will definitely do it."

Even if you and I are just a speck of dust on the road, I will do my best to help you find the courage to move forward.

After Fengyun Moyan turned around, the unwillingness and panic had long since faded from Leng Qingxie's eyes, just like when they first met Bingxue Wuhen.

Feng Yunmo even suspected that the panic, sadness, and unwillingness he saw in his eyes just now were all illusions.

But, he can swear to God, he did see it, and the look in his eyes made him feel extremely distressed.

In the silence, there was another scream from outside the town.

Feng Yunmo said: "Let's go and kill that monster. For your mother's people."