[Hidden] legend

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The gentle exercise turned into a fiery clash of zhenqi, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't stand it, the memories in his mind were immediately scattered, and he regained consciousness for a while.

The blush around the house was misty, and everything became a little distorted. He saw Xiao Hui jumping around on the ground, and also saw that the black iron rod that the other party avoided somehow gave off a blue-red light. There were red blood streaks running on the stick, in a trance, Zhang Xiaofan actually had the feeling of being in a pool in a deep valley that day, obviously the true energy rushing in from behind was so scorching, but he suddenly felt very cold, as if he was wrapped in a In the ice, he couldn't move, couldn't breathe, and gradually couldn't feel his heart beating or blood flowing.

A voice that did not belong to his memory lingered in his ears, blurred his eyes, and turned into a sea of ​​blood, with corpses scattered all over the field, wailing and screaming, but there were still more people, stepping on the chest of the wounded who hadn't died yet. , the head, fighting impassionedly, desperately... Then one side fell, and the other made up, continuing this seemingly endless war.

Yes, war.Zhang Xiaofan thought, this should be a war, but why is there a war...why did he see these things? ...so much blood...so many dead souls...all blood red...

On the banks of the Fenglin River, amidst the snow, the red light around the bamboo house only increased, but because of the enchantment that Ding Yin first condensed with the Shu Mountain skills, he could not break through the barrier for a while, and could only roll within the enchantment. There were gusts of scorching wind.

And inside the bamboo house, a ray of energy different from the outside converges at the joint of the stick and beads on the fire stick, which makes the stick slowly rise into the air, and the originally restrained evil energy is faintly released, turning the whole room into black.

Xiao Hui knew that something was wrong, so he quickly wanted to pull Zhang Xiaofan, but the two people were surrounded by qi, Xiao Hui couldn't get close to him, he jumped on the bed but was bounced off, fell down and lost consciousness.

As a result, none of the living beings in the room saw it, the part on the firestick that was coagulated with Zhang Xiaofan's blood seemed to have reacted with the owner of the blood, the true energy was still rushing around, but it no longer felt like the pain of being torn apart at the beginning, as if it was a piece of blood Frozen by his body temperature, the blazing heat also added a bit of chill.

It's so cold, how could it be so cold... Zhang Xiaofan was so cold, he subconsciously wanted to call someone, Ding Yin... Brother Ding... Is he in the bamboo forest... Has he come back?

The blood color dissipated faintly from the eyes, turning into darkness, and then a little light appeared again.A little bit of warm yellow, another bit, more and more warm colors dotted the night, the crowd was laughing and celebrating, looking up at the sky.Zhang Xiaofan thought, this is probably some kind of festival, those who ascended into the sky are big and small sky lanterns, did he dream of Caomiao Village?No, no, Caomiao Village is not like this... Zhang Xiaofan frowned, but a big sky lantern flew up in front of his eyes, he looked up, and there were two lines of poems written on that lamp...May I be as happy as I am. The king of the stars is like the moon, and the night and night stream is bright and clean...

A woman's voice appeared behind him, praying softly: I hope Brother Dali can recover soon from his illness.Another familiar voice easily added: It doesn't matter if I don't recover, as long as I and the girl next to me will never be separated.

Zhang Xiaofan turned around, but he didn't see anyone, instead, it was daybreak, the village was burned, and the ruined walls were full of tragic dead bodies, the familiar voice anxiously called the name "Xiaoyu", but it never stopped Didn't wait for anyone to answer.

Zhang Xiaofan blinked his eyes, the picture changed again, and this time, he finally saw Ding Yin.

He saw Ding Yin kneeling in front of a simple tombstone, wearing plain civilian clothes, his brows were not as indifferent as they are now, but Zhang Xiaofan could understand emotions, like losing Caomiao Village, losing his parents When the pain was normal, Ding Yin knelt in front of the tomb, his eyes full of pain, and he held a cold hosta tightly in his hand.

He wanted to go up to Ding Yin, but the scene disappeared, instead, the sound of fighting came from not far away, he didn't know who those people were, he only saw Ding Yin rushing into the fight between the two In the process, it seemed that someone had cast some kind of spell, and the three of them could not move, only two blood-red stones of different sizes fused and intersected, rushing into Ding Yin's body, and then Ding Yin passed out, which also made Zhang Xiaofan Can't see the experience anymore.

——Your name is Ding Yin, Yin means Yin of Mingming Yinji, you have been in Shushan since you were a child, and you are a handyman in the Peach Blossom Courtyard on Qixia Peak.You hurt your head before, so you don't remember the past, come on, you come with us.

No, it's not... Zhang Xiaofan looked at Ding Yin's confused and selfless appearance after waking up, and wanted to tell him that's not the case, the head of Shushan lied to him, why did he lie to him?Why……

——The red soul stone in your body is transformed from the soul of a barbarian alien. It is the most evil thing in the world. You are the son of six stars and a natural container for the red soul stone. Just like blank paper, only you can completely refine it.It is impossible for you to be an ordinary person. I have guarded the Red Soul Stone in Shushan for many years. As the head of Shushan, I implore you to take up this responsibility and carry the Red Soul Stone.

Zhang Xiaofan had never heard of the Red Soul Stone or the Son of the Six Stars, he was dizzy from these images and entanglements, he didn't know how long it had passed, until he heard a scream, and his heart stopped.When trying to gather his spirits, he found that Ding Yin was being supported by his fellow disciples from Shushan, muttering in his mouth: Woyun Village...Woyun Village...I want to go back to Woyun Village...

Is he dying?how so?Ding Yin was clearly still on the Big Bamboo Peak, Zhang Xiaofan held on to his energy, he didn't have the energy to care why these people didn't seem to be able to see him.Only this time, he finally walked to Ding Yin's side, stretched out his hand to cover the other's hand: "Brother Ding... What's wrong with you, Brother Ding?"

However, Ding Yin's hand was so cold that he shivered from the cold, and then his eyes turned into blood again, and the small village in the dark night at first emerged.

The fire flickered, and the villagers gathered together, or in twos and threes, chatting and laughing with each other in a friendly and warm manner. It was obvious that after a busy day's work, there was a murderous look permeating the air.Ding Yin came from a distance with blood-red eyes, gathered a palm of fiery qi in his hands, and hit a woman holding a baby standing in front left without warning.

Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed, the woman hit the stone wall, the wall was smashed and she died, not to mention whether the fragile child in her arms is still alive.

However, Ding Yin continued. Seeing this tragic situation, the baby's father and the woman's husband rushed towards Ding Yin with a hoe. A fist-sized blood hole was left in the heart, and the man ran two more steps before falling to the ground, his limbs twitching and losing his life.

Zhang Xiaofan almost vomited, but the carnage did not stop, old people, pregnant women, young children, everyone...everyone was cited by Ding...

It was himself, he destroyed Woyun Village with his own hands...

Concealed with hidden traces, lured by all evils...

Ding Yin's face was covered with blood, he killed the last person, raised his head, his cold eyes seemed to be fixed on Zhang Xiaofan, and he seemed to be looking into the distance, muttering: I killed them... ...Woyun Village...Woyun Village is fake, Xiaoyu is fake, Ding Dali, Ding Yin, all of them are fake, you lie to me like this...I will not let any one go, Shushan, Mozong...

No...no... Zhang Xiaofan was trembling all over, but he couldn't do anything, he could only watch Ding Yin push the people he knew to death one by one, watch him use all kinds of tricks to make Shushan fall apart, watch him launch a big war, let Shushan's disciples and Those who have reformed have fought over him...

Zhang Xiaofan's chest is tight and painful, his throat is scalding, and the corners of his lips are oozing blood.He couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't see the black color in the room and the red light on Ding Yin's body competing with each other, but the complete red soul stone was astonishingly powerful. It was sealed in 2000, but the mental method of the blood shadow magic skill has always been proficient. Even in the seal, it spontaneously runs around the body every day. He vaguely realized that Zhang Xiaofan was probably influenced by the red soul stone and communicated with his spiritual consciousness, but the other party's body couldn't bear it. With such infuriating energy, the conservative approach obviously wouldn't work, he simply meditated on his mind, breathed against the current, and formed a mudra with one free hand, the red light suddenly became brighter, and immediately pushed back the black piece inch by inch.

As soon as Hei He retreated, the fire stick fell silently, the true energy flowed backwards, Zhang Xiaofan immediately lost his support and collapsed on the side of the bed, Ding Yin was also agitated by his own reversed true energy and retreated, but Ding Yin himself was not injured , he immediately moved to Zhang Xiaofan's side to help him up, wiped off the blood from the corner of Zhang Xiaofan's lips, and whispered Xiaofan's name.

Ding Yin's voice made Zhang Xiaofan sleepy, but he shook himself slightly, Zhang Xiaofan had no choice but to slowly open his eyes, first he saw the light blue Taoist uniform, his eyes moved up, and Ding Yin's face came into view .

The sinister look in his mind was superimposed on this face, the other's fingertips were still stained with blood, Zhang Xiaofan's breathing was stagnant, and he instinctively stretched out his hand to push him away, but his physical strength is too weak right now, he almost pushed himself onto the bed go down.

2.

Ding Yin pulled him back, but instantly understood the emotion in the opponent's eyes, so after confirming that the opponent was sitting firmly, he moved away consciously, and opened the barrier outside the courtyard with his backhand, allowing the sound of the stream and wind to re-enter the lifeless house.

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his eyes, trying to cheer up, but he couldn't forget the mother and child buried under the broken wall, the children who were blown into pieces by the explosion... Each of them is a living life, each of them is an innocent ordinary person... …

Ding Yin didn't know exactly how much he saw, he was busy resisting that inexplicable attraction, even if there were some fragments occasionally, he no longer cared about everything in the past, and he didn't pull him into his memory.

Zhang Xiaofan sat by the bed, didn't say a word, even his eyes were a little empty.Ding Yin took a deep breath, and said as gently as possible: "It's almost time for application, you should go back to the front hall."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't respond, Ding Yin raised his voice: "Xiaofan."

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and looked at him in confusion, but Ding Yin didn't care, he just said firmly: "Go back."

Xiao Hui didn't know when he regained consciousness, obviously he was very afraid of the change here, heard what Ding Yin said to Zhang Xiaofan, it pulled Zhang Xiaofan's sleeve timidly, and still had lingering fear to stare at the hot rod. The fire stick of his own butt.

Zhang Xiaofan was still a little unresponsive at first, but Xiao Hui's talk made him recover a little consciousness, he didn't know what to say, and he couldn't stay here any longer, Ding Yin said going back was the only thing he could do.

His pupils flickered, tears gathered at some point, and a drop fell down his cheek, he didn't dare to look at Ding Yin again, he just stood on the ground quickly, picked up Xiao Hui together, and stumbled out of the room.

Ding Yin looked at his devastated back, went down to close the door and window, went back to the stove, and picked up the dark blue iron rod.

Zhang Xiaofan walked a certain distance, couldn't help turning back, but unfortunately the window was closed, all he could see was the bamboo house with no snow in the white snow, and the sudden green in the white dry forest.

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