Sir, this sword is a keepsake

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But in Fengyuntai, the length of time elapsed is only the blink of an eye.The rain has stopped, the clouds have cleared and the wind has calmed down, and a bloody waning moon reappears in the western sky.

Zhuang Lishang, who was in severe pain all over his body, was still looking at the void on the edge of the cliff, only to feel a thick shadow descending from the top of his head, about to envelop himself in it. He knew that his heart was in danger, but his body was already unconscious He lost his strength, but when he tried hard, it was counterproductive, he knelt down, and his knees hit the hard ground, but this pain was nothing to him.

Zhuang Li raised his eyes slightly, and saw clearly that the huge monster was a mass of black clouds, but it was shaped like a human hand, constantly baring its teeth and claws, and in the next moment, it was about to hold itself in the palm of its hand.

The high priest suddenly appeared beside him, and the bone chain on his chest once again shined brilliantly. The red light splashed out like streaks of blood, and solidified into a knuckle-like column, like a sprouting long branch, twisting and spinning upwards. In an instant, it was two meters long, forming a crimson canopy above the two of them, supporting the black cloud like a giant hand.

The canopy continued to grow, and the red sharp branches plunged into the dark cloud and entangled it deeply. At this moment, there was a cough in the distance, and the dark cloud continued to shrink and collapse, dissipating like smoke.

As the bone chain on the high priest's chest gradually faded, the red tree crown also began to wither and disintegrate. The red leaves were as fluttering as butterflies, and disappeared without a trace the moment they touched the ground.

"Why did you make the move?" The high priest looked at the frail old man in black in the distance.

"Shen Fang is really dead?" the old man in black asked Zhuang Li.

"What does Guixuzi mean?" the high priest asked coldly.

The cloudy eyeballs of the old man in black stared at Zhuang Li, but Zhuang Li seemed to have never heard of it. He turned his head again as if he was out of the way, his eyes seemed to lose focus, looking at the deep and dark void and the silent mountain, muttering :

"Does it have to be ashes and smoke to be considered dead?"

The old man in black remained calm, turned around and walked towards the main hall suddenly, "Didn't the high priest want to transform into a dragon lamp?"

The high priest narrowed his eyes, looked at the hunched back, looked down at Zhuang Li, thought for a moment, "You wait for me here."

He floated after Guixuzi.The green snake hesitated, circling around Zhuang Li's feet, several times it was about to bump into Zhuang Li's clothes, but it didn't dare to rush forward to disturb it, and finally followed the high priest.

On Fengyun Terrace, only Zhuang Li was left like a stone.However, at this moment, something broke in suddenly, causing Zhuang Li's back to shudder, and he suddenly turned his head, staring at the way he had come.

A man is standing there.

Someone actually came to Wuyou Peak without anyone noticing it!Could it be that they followed the three of them up?

With just one glance, Zhuang Li was startled—the man exuded a sickly turbid air, as if he had stayed in a place where the sun was out for a long, long time, so that all the cold and filthy air of that place had entered In his body, even the moonlight on his body dimmed a bit.

His long, messy hair covered his face, just above his eyes, Zhuang Li couldn't see his eyes clearly, but his intuition told himself that this man was staring at him motionlessly, just as he was looking at him.

The man had prominent cheekbones and a sharp nose tip, but his mouth and chin were hidden in the shadows formed by the messy beard.Such an unbearable person who seems to have been wandering for many years without food to eat, is wearing clean clothes.The clothes were extremely ill-fitting, revealing a large number of bony but slender limbs.

The downfall of this person is self-evident from head to toe.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuang Li gasped.He remembered who this person was, the prisoner who escaped from the Lanzhou dungeon!He and Shen Fang had seen his portrait!So, since this person came out from Lanzhou, he has been following him and Shen Fang?

Zhuang Li's thoughts raced, but that person remained motionless.

At this moment, there was a huge sound of heaven and earth cracking from the direction of the main hall, mixed with a faint roar.Zhuang Li recognized the owner of the voice, turned his head to look in the direction of the main hall, and suddenly felt the movement behind him, and retreated to the opposite side before he could turn his head. Just as he settled down, he saw the man rushing towards the main hall at a very fast speed, leaving behind A blurry to whitish back of myself.

Master.

Zhuang Li has seen too many masters today.Right now, he doesn't care about the matter between Spirit Snake Marsh and Guixuzi who obviously has ulterior motives, let alone this person who appeared out of nowhere.Zhuang Li looked down at his right palm, it was this hand just now... He pursed his lips, unwilling to show any emotion at this moment.He walked southward and went down to Fengyun Terrace without looking back.In the dense forest, a mountain road is looming, and Wuyou Peak has "reappeared in the world".

In the air, the graininess of dust suddenly increased—he paused.On the clean night, there were a few long and narrow yellow pupils that blinked non-stop, hideous and terrifying, Zhuang Li could see clearly that they were flickering thunder and lightning.

There was another huge roar in the direction of the main hall, but this time it was accompanied by a collapse of tiles and cracks, and the entire mountain was shaken.The ground under his feet was shaking too much, Zhuang Li stopped, stabilized his figure, looked at the hall again, his eyes froze - a small mountain of ashes rose into the sky, and the dust and smoke billowed like waves, spreading outwards, engulfing everything that has passed.

Two figures came out of it side by side, it was the high priest and the man.The heat wave blows away the man's messy hair, revealing a full and smooth forehead and a pair of extremely clear eyes.

Contrary to Zhuang Li's expectations, the high priest was in such a state of distress that he needed a man to help him stand upright.A green snake wrapped around his ragged left arm, and there was a deep bone wound on his right shoulder.His snake pupils disappeared, and he did not know when he returned to a pair of human eyes, but he didn't notice the injury on his body, and stared blankly at the man beside him, refusing to move away.His original eyes were so soft and beautiful, but the strong emotions contained in them at this time, Zhuang Li is even more indescribable and incomprehensible.

If he had to describe it, Zhuang Li said, it would be an expression of seeing a ghost.

He originally thought that the High Priest was not a normal person anymore because he was not surprised by ghosts. With this injury, he obviously lost a fight and was rescued by this man, but why did he look like he was seeing a ghost?Although that man is sloppy and looks like a skeleton, he can't scare people like this, right?

Zhuang Li was afraid that the high priest would change his mind and arrest him again. Seeing that he was injured, he turned around and was about to slip away when he suddenly heard the man behind him say:

"I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still so impulsive, brother."

……

"Brother...Brother?"

Zhuang Li's body froze, his expression froze, he turned around little by little, and the man just happened to look over, the man's expression froze on his face, lost the cover of his messy hair, he was shocked and at a loss, more than Zhuang Li. Nothing less than that.

Zhuang Li clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them, loosened them and clenched them tightly again, his breathing was chaotic as if he was breathing for the first time in his life.

"Sue, you know he is..." the high priest hesitated with a serious expression on his face.

"I know." The man called Sue muttered.

"Su'er." Zhuang Li heard his own voice jump out of his throat, he didn't understand why he shouted it out, when he realized this, he had already said it out!

The two looked at him in unison.When the man heard Zhuang Li repeating the name, his expression was complicated, with a flattering smile, his eyes flickered, and finally he responded with an "ah".

"Are you... are you a human or a ghost..." Seeing that the man called Su'e by the high priest resembled the high priest's facial features, Zhuang Li staggered and barely stabilized his figure.

"It's a long story—"

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me, you are a human or a ghost..."

Su E was stunned, and seeing Zhuang Li who lost his temper and interrupted him politely, he said with a wry smile, "Although I don't look like a person, I am indeed still alive..."

The stimulation was too great, and Zhuang Li, who didn't come up in one breath, rolled his eyes and fell straight. Seeing the earth coming towards him, he was about to hit his nose and face with bruises, but he was firmly caught by a pair of dry arms. The high priest grunted.

The man's arm hurt Zhuang Li's ribs, and he woke up suddenly, and when he raised his head, he met those clear eyes.For a moment, Zhuang Li accepted these eyes without any resistance. These were the eyes of his biological father whom he had never met.

"You're not dead..."

He saw that the clear eyes were wet with tears at once, so he also cried.

"... What he said is true and which is false!" Zhuang Li suddenly came back to his senses, recalling the important matter on his mind, pointed at the high priest beside him, and looked at Su'e with tears in his eyelashes.

"That day I was indeed cornered by Shen Yucheng, but he let me go. But I was poisoned, and I was already exhausted. When I woke up, I was already in prison. So far, twenty years without seeing the light of day have been wasted. load."

Su E clearly explained it very clearly, but Zhuang Li insisted on confirming it again and again, for fear of hearing it wrong.

"He let you go... Shen Fang's father didn't kill you..." Zhuang Li repeated in a low voice, with tears in the corners of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised. For a moment, he was crying and laughing, but he didn't know what to do Since.

He stood up, turned around in a circle without knowing the direction, looked towards the cliff, with a smile on his face, and looked down at Sue in front of him expressionlessly.

"Hahaha..." He laughed, but tears rolled down his face.

At this moment, the Feng Yuntai under their feet began to shake again.The high priest struggled to stand up, and could vaguely see the ruins of the Taoist temple in the back mountain, and said softly: "This mountain is not right."

The green snake wrapped around his arm spat out frantically.

"The mechanism of Guixuzi is inside the mountain. It seems that his junior brother is not even willing to leave this mountain to him." Su'e looked a little resentful and regretful.

"Let's go." He wanted to help Zhuang Li, but Zhuang Li wiped his face dry, pointed his toes, avoiding his hand, and ran towards the hall that had long been buried in ashes.

"Where are you going?" Sue exclaimed.

"Go find my friend."

"She's not there."

"What did you say?" Zhuang Li stopped in his tracks.

"When I entered the main hall, there was no one there, and Hualongzhan was not there." The high priest limped to Sue's side, "This place is about to collapse, if you don't leave, it will be too late."