old man in white

eight pm.

Lin Fan pushed Tang Ling who was sleeping on his body,

"what happened?"

Tang Lingsleep was in a daze, and Shui Lingling's big eyes looked at Lin Fan in a daze.

"I didn't expect to fall asleep when I encountered something like this today! It's eight o'clock, it's dark, we have to go out."

"Huh? Going out so soon?"

Tang Ling was naturally terrified at the thought that he might have to face a group of dark demons when he went out.

"Feng Daochang, it's time. Let's go out."

Feng didn't know that Lin Fan had a strange thing that could tell the time.When he heard Lin Fan say that Xu had arrived, Feng Buwei stood up abruptly.The speed was so fast that Lin Fan and Tang Ling couldn't help being startled.

The three of them walked out of the passage to the bottom of the stove.Feng Buwei pressed the switch, the stone slab above his head slowly opened, and then he jumped up and pushed away the iron pot above his head.Feng Buwei jumped into the kitchen, but when he heard no movement outside, he jumped down again.

"I'll carry you up."

Feng Buwei stretched out his hand to Tang Ling, and Tang Ling subconsciously shook off Feng Buwei's hand, as if frightened.This sudden action made Feng Buwei and Lin Fan baffled.

"Well, Brother Feng, you take Lin Fan up first, then come down and take me later." Tang Ling said embarrassingly.

"Okay, then Lin Fan, you come first."

Lin Fan nodded, and was then brought to the ground by Feng Buwei.When Feng Buwei jumped down again, Lin Fan carefully opened the door of the kitchen.The moment the door opened, the bloody smell that rushed over made Lin Fan panic.When Tang Ling came up, his expression was strange.

"What's wrong with you? You don't look good?" Lin Fan asked strangely.

"It's okay, maybe it's just too boring down there." Tang Ling explained.

The three of them left the kitchen, and the surroundings were quiet. Except for the strong smell of blood that made people uncomfortable, it was not much different from usual.The wind is not for walking, no, it should be said that it is running ahead, wishing to step to the front of the main hall in one step.Lin Fan and Tang Ling didn't dare to slow down, and closely followed Feng Buwei's footsteps, looking around while running, afraid that a demon soldier would appear out of nowhere.The three of them ran across the corridor, and after another turn, they arrived at the martial arts training ground.The wind didn't turn the corner and stopped.Lin Fan and Tang Ling who were behind were caught off guard and bumped into Feng Buwei's back, but Feng Buwei was not shaken by the two of them at all.

"Why did it stop suddenly?" Tang Ling was puzzled.

After Lin Fan stabilized his heels, he walked around Feng Buwei and looked towards the training ground...

The corpses of hundreds of Zhengyi disciples were scattered on the training ground. Some disciples' faces were bloody and bloody, some even had their heads chopped off, and some had their hearts inserted into bows and arrows, and there were stumps everywhere. Broken leg... The blood of all the disciples dyed the training ground red.

Tang Ling also walked around the wind like Lin Fan did not want to look,

"Ah!!! Vomit~~~"

Lin Fan quickly covered Tang Ling's eyes,

"Don't cover it up, it's not like I haven't seen it before!" Tang Ling pulled Lin Fan's hand away.

Lin Fan was wondering where Tang Ling had seen this kind of scene, and suddenly realized that there was Feng Buwei beside him, Lin Fan looked up at Feng Buwei worriedly.Feng Buwei's face looked dumbfounded, he didn't know how to react, but his hands were trembling constantly.Then Lin Fan and Tang Ling heard Feng Buwei gnashing his teeth,

"Brother Feng."

"The wind is long."

Feng Buwei walked straight to the training ground as if he didn't hear the voices of Tang Ling and Lin Fan.Tears fell one by one and fell on the corpses of the juniors. The wind did not take one step at a time, like a thousand catties of stones tied to their legs.Stepping over the corpses of the juniors, Feng Buwei walked up the steps slowly, his heart was bleeding at the moment, and when he walked up to the main hall gate, Feng Buwei squatted down, his blood-red eyes made people feel distressed, and his lips trembled slightly ,

"Master...Master.....The unfilial disciple is late...Master..."

Feng Buwei gently caresses Jimo's white eyes with his hands,

"Master, this disciple knows that you will not die with peace..."

Feng Buwei hugged Jimo Bai's corpse and cried loudly,

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Master, why does our generation have to live in such troubled times! Why!"

Lin Fan and Tang Ling came to Feng Buwei's side, and the two of them didn't know what to say, after all, Feng Buwei grew up in the Zhengyi sect, and no disciple wanted to see the sect being wiped out.

Xiaobai, let's go.Even if I'm the only one, I'll definitely keep things going!

Benefactor, you saved my life, Tang Ling.I will definitely complete the task of killing the evil emperor together with Lin Fan and Brother Feng, and avenge you!

Lin Fan and Tang Ling secretly made up their minds at the same time.