Master Xiao thinks about those years

The old man was sitting in front of the barren door, chopping wood tremblingly.

"Master, you live here, have you ever heard of Yu Nian on this mountain?" Meng Huan walked over and asked politely.

The old man stopped with difficulty, turned his head, and turned his wrinkled face to Meng Huan. He shook his head: "There is no one here, so there is nothing left to think about."

Meng Huan was a little disappointed: "Is that so..."

"However, the valleys of these two mountains are inaccessible to outsiders, and outsiders say it's evil spirits. If you want to, you can go there and have a look. Maybe...you don't have any other thoughts."

The old man paused for a while, then spoke again.

Meng Huan's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned his head: "Brother, there may be signs in the valley."

"I heard, let's go."

Fu Nian nodded, and the five immediately walked forward.

When he was leaving, Jiang Yexiu turned his head subconsciously and saw the old man trembling on the ground.He obviously didn't do anything, but he felt unspeakable heart palpitations.

But after all, it was just a quick glance, and then turned back.

The old man was right, when the five of them arrived in the valley, they did see an evil spirit permeating the air.

In the early spring, there is a little sunshine outside.However, in this valley, it was extremely gloomy.

There are many dead trees, and a dark river flows in the middle.Everyone stood on the valley, watching the river flow to a farther and darker area.

The cold wind howled, and Fu Nian summoned the flowing fire to drive away the obstacles of evil spirits, and brought everyone down.

"This place is very evil, everyone be careful."

Fu Nian spoke lightly, but when he spoke, he clearly looked at Yan Chen.Everyone nodded and followed after the rune.

Soon, as we walked along the river, the fog became thicker and thicker, until it was almost impossible to see people's faces clearly.

Fu Nian subconsciously wanted to grab Yan Chen's hand, hesitated for a long time, but finally held back.

"kill!"

There was a cry in the mist, and everyone was startled and stopped.

The shouting didn't stop.

"Siege, kill!!"

"Kill the city lord! Occupy Yuncheng!"

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Roaring mixed with horseshoes, one after another, heart-piercing.

Standing in the fog, Shu Yao murmured in astonishment: "There is no one, how could..."

Jiang Yexiu: "Maybe... it's a phantom sound."

Shu Yao: Phantom sound?

Fu Nian turned around: "The phantom sound has happened before, because the resentment is too deep to maintain it, and it will not disappear all year round."

As soon as the voice fell, the thick fog in front of everyone quickly dissipated.

The river flowing beside him disappeared, and the dead trees and valleys disappeared without a trace. What was displayed in front of everyone was a dilapidated city gate and countless surging cavalry.

"Kill! Kill the city lord!"

"Occupy Cloud City!"

The horses were running, and the warriors on the horses were shouting, excited and fanatical.

Five people stood among them, and those iron riders rushed forward through their bodies.

Meng Huan was shocked: "How could this be..."

Yan Chen said lightly, "It's an illusion."

Meng Huan: "Phantom?"

Yan Chen: "It's similar to the phantom sound, a picture that can't be dispelled because of resentment."

The war horses galloped and galloped forward, and the soldiers waved their spears and shouted words of victory. It was obvious that the city gate not far away was in danger.

"Open the door..."

"Open the door..."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded. In the illusion, the city gate drew closer, and everyone saw a blood-stained man crawling in front of the precarious city gate. The man's clothes were torn, and he held a long sword tightly in his hand.

Fu Nian didn't pay attention to the man's face, thinking that it should be someone from the city.

Unexpectedly, the man raised his head tremblingly, but it was a face that Fu Nian was very familiar with.

"Master, Master...?"

Fu Nian froze in place, Meng Huan and Yan Chen were also shocked.

Exactly the same, not bad at all.

Yan Chen stared at himself in this illusion, confused inside.

Unable to tell the cause and effect clearly, everyone had to continue watching.

Outside the city gate, the prostrate man still patted the city gate with his hands, his chapped lips opened and closed, speaking weak words.

"Open the door..."

"The enemy army is coming..."

There was no response, and the blood trickled down from the man's hand bit by bit, seeping into the foul-smelling soil.

After a while, finally a cautious voice came from behind the door.

"City Lord Yan, yes, I'm sorry..."

"It's not that I don't want to open the door, everyone is afraid..."

"I, we thank you for defending Yuncheng for us, but once the city gate is opened, maybe the enemy army can take advantage of it..."

Carefully, brokenly, the man lying on the ground propped up his body with a bloody black long sword, and slammed on the door: "Confused!"

"I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death! The formation in the city was set up by me. Without my blessing, it will be useless sooner or later!"

"At that time, I will not be the only one who will die, but the entire people of Yuncheng!"

Angrily roared, the black long sword in the hands of the city master Yan seemed to sense the master's anger, and it shone white light faintly.

At this moment, the heart of Fu Nian seemed to be seized.

"City Lord Yan... You, stop talking..."

"Everyone is afraid, the people of Yuncheng are sorry for you..."

"The city gate cannot be opened today, we kneel down for you..."

Behind the wooden door, there was a distant sob.

The door won't open.

City Lord Yan's hand slipped powerlessly from the wooden door.With scarlet blood hanging down to the ground.

The horses are galloping, and the enemy is already close at hand.

"kill!"

"Siege!"

There were many cavalry, shouting loudly.

As the time of death was approaching, City Lord Yan, who was dressed in filthy clothes, sat on the ground. He lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand that was stained with countless blood.There was a smile on his calm face.

"You have been with me for so many years, today...I'm afraid you will say goodbye forever."

With a sound, the black sword trembled and let out a slight mournful cry.

"You said you... I haven't chosen a name for you yet, forget it and I won't. In the next life, don't meet me again, you know?"

City Lord Yan put his hand on the sword, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

"Sorry, I can't take you... home..."

Iron cavalry galloped past, blood dripping in front of the door.

A gust of wind blew past, leaving only a broken corpse and a long black sword stuck in the dirty soil in the phantom.

Fu Nian looked at the sword, at the corpse in front of the city gate, and felt a chill in his blood.

At this moment, there are countless soldiers shouting and clamoring in his ears.

He frowned and closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Did you see it? Rune?"

A joking voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Fu Nian was startled, and opened his eyes again. There was a gloomy scene in front of him. It was still a dark river and a gloomy valley, but Mo Qing, Meng Huan and others all disappeared.

Standing in front of Fu Nian was the man in black from last night.

The man's face was still unclear, but the voice was extremely clear.

"Fu Nian...that's your and your master's...previous life."

The land was raised, and the thunder exploded.

"You, what are you talking about?" Fu Nian stared closely at the person in front of him.

The man in black smiled: "Fu Nian, Yan Chen is City Lord Yan, and you...do you know who you are?"

"I... who am I?"

"Hahaha... Fu Nian, you are not even a human being, you are... a long sword in the hands of that City Lord Yan!"

boom -

The thunder was rolling, ripping people apart.

The man in black smiled recklessly: "You know? In every life, your master cannot escape the fate of tragic death, whether it is the last time Lord Yan, or the real Qing Hui in this life. And your talisman... from beginning to end I can only stand beside him and watch him die!"

"You can't do anything, you can only hate, hate those people in the world, forcing the person you want to protect to die... isn't it?"

"Hahaha……"

With the creepy laughter, Fu Nian felt a chill run down his spine.

"Fu Nian, do you want to revive your master?"

"I think!"

Fu Nian replied without hesitation, the mist on the face of the man in black dissipated, and his figure became smaller, resembling a young man.

And this person, Fu Nian is also very familiar.

It was the frail young man who was imprisoned in Yexingyuan before, that Wu Clan youth.

"Who the hell are you!" Fu Nian locked his eyes on the person in front of him and frowned.

"My lord... I'm here to help you, have you forgotten? But I told you to go to Sanshan Yunian..." The young man smiled leisurely, completely gone from his timid and shy appearance before.

"My lord, if you want, then the darkness in front of you is your chance. Walk into this remnant thoughts born of boundless resentment, and you will be able to bring your master back."

"Go..."

The boy's voice was deep and magnetic, revealing infinite temptation.

Fu Nian raised his eyes, looking at the boundless darkness in front of him, his eyes were filled with blood little by little.He felt dizzy and his whole body didn't feel like his own. He could only hear the young man's words in his ears, and he could only feel hatred and unwillingness.

"Go, my lord..."

The voice fell, and Fu Nian kicked forward...

Outside the obscure black space, Shu Yao, Meng Huan and Jiang Yexiu were frowning.

"Brother just disappeared, why did Mo Qing disappear?" Meng Huan looked around, but there was no one in sight around the dark river.

"Let's look separately," Jiang Yexiu frowned.

Outside the valley, in a dilapidated house sat the old man chopping firewood and Yan Chen in white.

"What are you arresting me for?"

Yan Chen sat at the table and asked in a deep voice.

The old man held a handkerchief in his hand, looked at it lightly, and answered without moving his head: "Reminiscing about the past."

Yan Chen stood up, reincarnated and turned outward: "Recalling the old days? I don't know you, I'm still in a hurry to go back and have something to do."

"Are you in a hurry to go back and find Fu Nian?"

Yan Chen's footsteps stopped abruptly, he turned his head and glanced at the old man: "Who are you?"

"Who am I..." The old man smiled and raised his head: "Master Qing Hui, I am... your deadly enemy."

Yan Chen was startled.

As the voice fell, the old man's skin changed, his stooped body became taller, and his old face became a handsome face.

This face, which Yan Chen will never forget, is Lin Ji.

King of curses - Lin Ji.

"You came back from the dead? You caught the talisman?" Yan Chen recovered and blurted out immediately.

Lin Ji put the handkerchief in his palm and smiled: "Don't worry, although I am lucky enough to return to this world, I did not come back from the dead, nor did I come to do evil. The one who caught the talisman... there is someone else."

"You know who it is?"

Lin Ji: "Hisself"

"he himself?"

Yan Chen was stunned and couldn't understand Lin Ji's words at all.