Standing in a daze in front of the crushed grave, Ning Yuming felt very sad.

It is said that since he was hit back then, Ning Yuming was determined to return to the sect and strive to become stronger. Compared with his own dreams, becoming stronger is more important.

Ning Yuming vowed that he must become a successful cultivator. In the future, he would find the corpses of Ye Liang and his cousin, and then make barbecued meat of his cousin and feed them to the monsters, so as to relieve his hatred.

With such a goal as motivation, Ning Yuming practiced various retreats-fighting monsters-retreating-fighting monsters-retreating-fighting monsters-retreating... Finally, after 20 years of retreating, Ning Yuming became a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Ning Yuming didn't care about participating in any family celebration banquet, so Ning Yuming was ready to flog the corpse.

Ning Yuming came back again and finally came to the Yucang faction, but he didn't use the same identity as before. In fact, if he could, he really didn't want to come back to this sad place.

In the end, he didn't even sm Ning Fenglan's body, but he saw Ning Fenglan's real person.

So Ning Yuming beat up his long-lost cousin without expression, and learned that Ye Liang didn't die at all.

That's fine, after Ning Yuming was excited for a moment, he learned that Ye Liang had died again.

Ning Yuming: "..." Is this a joke? !

So Ning Yuming beat Ning Fenglan again.

Looking at the half-person-high grass in front of the grave and the tombstone that has turned into powder, Ning Yuming sighed, his eyes filled with a touch of sadness: "Although you have been dead for so many years, I still have something to say to you." You said... what you've been wanting to say for a long time..."

——Xiao Ming's nickname is too ugly!

The author has something to say: Why do I still have to write a side story! !

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