after the villain's amnesia

Tong Meng stood in the heavy rain for a long time.

The monk who cleaned up Du Xinghe stepped forward and said: "Young master, Du Xinghe has been thrown down the mountain."

When Tong Meng heard this sentence, her hands trembled even more.

After a long while, he suddenly turned his head, as if a ghost had got on his body, and started to run wildly in the heavy rain.His direction is at the foot of the mountain where the peach blossoms chase the water.

Tong Meng ran like rolling and crawling, without image, and fell down a few times halfway up the mountain, rolling with scars all over his body, mud mixed with his hair, splashing his face dirty and messy.

"Du Xinghe!"

Tong Meng stepped into the mud pit, where the blood was stained, and there was more blood on the side that hadn't been washed away by the rain, it was obvious that someone had been lying there.

However, in the current mud pit, there is nothing but dirty blood.

"Where is Du Xinghe..."

He searched around in a daze, finally smashed the stones on the ground, and yelled like crazy: "Du Xinghe!! People!!"

Tong Meng wiped the rainwater off her face and searched all the way down the mountain.After the elder Taohua Chashui discovered that the young master was missing, he quickly sent several people to look for him.As a result, when he persuaded Tong Meng to go back, he was severely injured by Tong Meng.

In the end, the monks had no choice but to use strong means to knock Tong Meng unconscious and drag him back to Peach Blossom Chasing Water.After such a heavy rain, Tong Meng developed a high fever after returning home and talked nonsense.The elders of the sect were helpless, and they had no face to go to Cihang Jingzhai to ask for a doctor again. It took seven full days before Tong Meng walked through the gate of hell and came back.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to ask the maid what day it was today.

The maid answered him respectfully, Tong Meng murmured: "Seven days have passed..."

After seven days, has Du Xinghe calmed down?

He thought in a daze: I only shot him because I was too angry. If he didn't hit me for Shen Qing, I wouldn't hit him.

Thinking about it, Tong Meng suddenly sat up from the bed, turned over and retched, and his tears flowed down together, his face like a pretty girl was even more pitiful.It's a pity that the person who took care of him the most on weekdays has already been thrown down the mountain with his limbs broken. He may be seriously injured at this moment, and he doesn't know where he is.

Tong Meng grabbed the maid suddenly, and asked again: "Where is Du Xinghe?"

The plate in the maid's hand shattered to the ground, and she quickly knelt down, too frightened to say anything.

where is he?how is he?Is he still mad at me?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking all over his body. The maid knelt on the ground, and he stood up again by pulling her arms.Tong Meng's hand was very strong, pinching the maid's arm, as if to pinch her arm into two pieces.

"Little Lord!"

Tong Meng asked again persistently: "Where is Du Xinghe...Where is Du Xinghe!"

The maid said in horror: "Young master, Lord Du, Xianjun Du has already gone down the mountain. He, I, I don't know where he is."

Tong Meng answered irrelevantly, she didn't seem to care what the maid said, she went her own way, and continued to ask: "Is he still angry? Will he still be angry with me?"

The maid's arm was getting more and more painful, she knelt on the ground trembling like sifting chaff, and hurriedly said: "Young master, Du Xianjun will not be angry, you were brought up by him, how could he be angry with you, sure, It will be fine in a few days!"

Tong Meng listened to this sentence.

He seemed to be convincing himself, or telling others, earnestly, repeating over and over again: "Yes, he won't be angry with me, it will be fine in a few days, a few days..."

Yes, Du Xinghe rarely gets angry with him.

Sometimes, even if Tong Meng did something very excessive, when you come to Du Xinghe, just act like a baby and admit your mistakes obediently, Du Xinghe never forgave him.

"It's okay this time, it's okay this time..."

Tong Meng sat back on the bed restlessly.

He just killed a little devil who did many evils. What's wrong with him?

"Tell me, did brother Xiaoyu come back to look for me after a few days when his anger subsided?"

The maid hurriedly said: "What the young master said is that the illness should be healed first, and then I will explain it to Du Xianjun."

Tong Meng nodded affirmatively: "You are right, you are right."

He closed his eyes and lay down, but his mood could not be calm.

When I thought of throwing Du Xinghe down the mountain, my heart throbbed with pain.

For a moment he hated why he did this, and for a moment he cursed Du Xinghe deservedly, who told him to protect Shen Qing, who told him to betray himself!

Under the torment of such a double world of ice and fire, Tong Meng's heart disease became more and more serious, and in the end she was almost obsessed with obsession, and almost couldn't be saved.

During this period, he kept remembering what the maid said, after a few days when Du Xinghe's anger dissipated, they would be like before again.Without Shen Qing being a hindrance, Du Xinghe was very kind to him, and only to him.When I was young, I made swings and kites for him, and when I grew up, I found swords for him and taught him spells, and I will do the same in the future.

It's a pity that Tong Meng's "later future" is not long. During the period when he was recuperating from peach blossoms, a major event broke out in the world of comprehension.

Yin Shanzi is going to attack the cultivation world!

If you want to say who this Yin Shanzi is, there are endless stories.Everyone only knew that he was a devil who appeared out of nowhere, and after settling down in Wuwang Mountain, he founded the Yin Mountain Method.

This door is different from the art of cultivating immortals. It is done in the opposite way, commanding the five ghosts, hanging the flag upside down, and inserting the talisman head upside down, borrowing graveyards, corpses, and human blood to practice, and when it lands, it will be a yin altar.Inside the gate is dedicated to the master of the Yin Mountain, whose law is Chongyin, so as to command the flag to dispatch troops and generals.Instead of cinnabar, the symbols are written in ink on white paper.In short, crooked ways are something that is despised and disliked by the comprehension world.

This young man, who opened the door of the Yin Mountain, spoke arrogantly, thinking that there is no distinction between good and evil in magic, but that there is a difference between good and evil in people.There is nothing wrong with Taoism, but evil thoughts in life are big mistakes.Young and frivolous, rebellious, but also set off a wave of Yin cultivation.Especially in the hearts of young people who have just stepped into the road of cultivation, controlling ghosts and summoning Yin is much cooler than flying with a sword.

Over time, the reputation of Yinshan became more and more famous, and its disciples spread all over the place.And because most of those who practice this door are not strong-willed, they tend to go crazy at every turn.Otherwise, it would be a perverted idea to cultivate with the blood of living people.Harming others and yourself deserves death by a thousand swords.Many sects of self-cultivation regard Yinshanzi as the head of a demon, and the Yinshan method as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh.See you every day, and scold me every day.But he was also afraid of Yin Shanzi's terrifying strength, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Originally, he stayed on the mountain all day long, either sleeping or in a daze.In this person's words, the main way to practice Yinshan magic is to sleep.In short, it's all nonsense and nonsense.Therefore, Yin Shanzi got nicknames such as "Sleeping God" and "Sleeping Fairy".

It turned out that he had been honest and responsible for a few years, and as everyone had feared, he had been acting strangely lately for some reason.He even ran around up and down the mountain, contacting many young monks who were secretly practicing Yinshan spells.

Cultivation and all the celestial sects took a look, how is this?Thinking about it carefully, the big thing is not good, the demon Yin Shanzi is probably going to recruit troops to attack the realm of comprehension!

Rumors spread like flying arrows with wings throughout the cultivation world.Without doing anything, all the decent sects simply made a plan, determined to act first, and caught this Yin Shanzi by surprise, so that he would be wiped out on the spot, and he would not be reborn forever, so as not to continue to harm the good young monk!

Anyway, with such a big cancer there, everyone is worried every day, so they will die early and be born early!

After such a discussion, Xiaoqing Dongtian took the lead, Tianjibian assisted from the side, and gathered young warriors from various sects of Xianmen, and the battle cards were sent all the way to Peach Blossom Chasing Water. Tong Meng opened the battle cards and immediately threw them on the table .He has no interest in encircling and suppressing Yin Shanzi at all. If it weren't for Taohua Zhushui's status in the cultivation world, Tong Meng wouldn't even bother to accept the battle post.

Seeing this, Xian Deng finally couldn't help asking: "What did this Yin Shanzi do to make everyone hate him so much? Little Xianjun, have you heard of it?"

Lan Xuehuai paused, thought for a moment, and then said: "He and Xiaoqing Dongtian had a fight ten years ago."

Xiaoqing Dongtian took the lead in attacking Yinshanzi, that was the old grudge between the two of them. At the Mahayana listening session 11 years ago, it was this kid who took advantage of the chaos and set fire to the Xiaoqing cave, killed 21 teaching immortals in a frenzy, and took away the wordless rock.Xiaoqing Dongtian and him can be said to be sworn enemies. They didn't kill him 11 years ago, but killing him now can be regarded as avenge of blood, so that the 21 immortals can rest in peace if they know it.

After Xian Deng listened, he suddenly realized: "No wonder Xiaoqing Dongtian wants to take the lead. This can be called a feud. I remembered that Du Xinghe was invited to participate in the siege at this time. It's just that he was injured so badly at that time. How did you get better in such a short time? Another adventure?"

Lan Xuehuai shook her head, Xiandeng didn't ask any more questions, and fell into deep thought.

A few days later, all the sects of Xianmen gathered together more than 1000 people, and walked aggressively towards Wuwang Mountain.

The Good Fortune Mirror didn't obey Xian Deng's order, so Gu himself changed a bit.Xian Deng was already used to it, so he grabbed Lan Xuehuai's sleeves in advance to prevent himself from being thrown to the ground by the sudden change of scene.

As soon as the white light passed and Xian Deng stood firm, he let out a "Huh".We have already reached the top of Wuwang Mountain, and all the monks are exhausted and scarred.On Wuwang Mountain, evil spirits are rampant, corpses are scattered all over the field, and blood is flowing everywhere, as if they have already experienced a fierce battle.

Only a few with high spiritual power could barely stand up.

Xian Deng's "Huh" was not for anything else, but because he saw a very familiar person.

A young man in white clothes was standing on Wuwang Mountain. Although his body was covered with dust and wounds, he could still see his face like a bright moon. He was a rare gentleman.

Lan Xuehuai followed Xian Deng's gaze to look over, and her eyes were also slightly taken aback.

For no other reason, the fairy sword in the young man's hand is the fairy sword "Wind and Rain" in Xiandeng's arms.

"Isn't that my sword? Why is it in his hand?" Xiandeng muttered, then looked around again: "It seems that Wuwangshan has already fought a battle. It's strange, why didn't I see Yinshanzi?"

The surrounding area was filled with black mist, let alone seeing Yinshanzi, it was difficult to see a place five meters away from his eyes.I don't know how many little ghosts are hiding in this black mist, laughing and laughing endlessly, they can jump out at any time and bite people into pieces, it is difficult for them to keep themselves.

Suddenly, he heard a voice saying: "Master, this Yin Shanzi is really difficult to deal with, half of us are already dead, do we still want to fight?"

The door master spat out blood, and asked anxiously: "I asked you to find Du Xinghe, did you find it?"

The man said: "Master... Du Xinghe, Du Xinghe himself is seriously injured, how can you help us?"

"Why do you care so much! With his Dinghai Kunlun fan, why are you still afraid of the black mist? You just go to him, and I'll tell you, Du Xinghe... I understand Du Xinghe. If you won’t come, just say it, you just say Tong Meng was killed by Yin Shanzi!”

"But the sect master, like Du Xinghe, let alone a Kunlun fan, he, himself—"

"Then what about us! Look at how many of us died? Damn it, if I had known that Yin Shanzi was so difficult to deal with, I wouldn't have come here! Earning a fart reputation! Whether I can get out alive today is the question!"

The people who fought in this battle suffered heavy casualties, but after paying such a high price, they didn't even see Yin Shanzi, which shows how strong the opponent is, and a sense of despair pervades the sky.

As soon as the door master finished speaking, Wuwang Mountain suddenly blew up a gust of wind, blood splashed everywhere in the black mist, and the screams of demons and ghosts poured into everyone's ears, almost breaking their eardrums.

As the gust of wind blew, the dense fog cleared away, and everyone seemed to sense something, their eyes lit up, and they all looked at the mountain pass, as if they had seen a god descending from the earth, reborn parents, some monks with ordinary concentration had tears in their eyes, Blunted out: "Dinghai Kunlun Fan, it is Du Xianjun!"

Du Xinghe's face was pale, and his hair was a little messy. He stood on the mountain pass and tried his best to smile: "Everyone, Du Xinghe is late."

When Tong Meng saw Du Xinghe again, her eyes were red, but it was a pity that Du Xinghe didn't even look at him, and walked slowly towards the crowd to make way for him.

Seeing him like this, the resentment in Tong Meng's heart immediately overwhelmed the trivial grievance, "He doesn't look at me? Why should he!"

He still hates me, he doesn't want to see me!

Thinking of the end, Tong Meng almost gritted his teeth, spilled a mouthful of blood, chewed the word Du Xinghe and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Yin Shanzi!" In the crowd, one of them was backed by Du Xinghe, and shouted, "You're dying and don't come out!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Du Xinghe: "Xianjun, since we went to Wuwang Mountain, Yinshanzi has been hiding in the cracks of Yinshan Mountain and refused to come out, relying on these black mist to attack us. You have to be careful, in the fog I don’t know what’s there, it’s so powerful, half of our people are already in it.”

Du Xinghe said: "I have my own measure."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the thick blood gushing out of his heart, and held the Kunlun fan with concentration.

"Wait a minute!" Another person stood up from the crowd: "Du Xianjun, before you kill Yin Shanzi, I still have something to do."

He looked at the young man who had been standing in front of the crack, refusing to take a step back, and said angrily, "Ye Yu! You don't have to get down quickly! Now that Du Xianjun is here, if you are threatened by Yin Shanzi, you don't have to Don’t be afraid! Come down, we will make decisions for you.”

Xian Deng said: "What does he mean by saying that?"

Turning his head, Xian Deng noticed that Lan Xuehuai's expression was very strange.

Although he felt that something was wrong with Lan Xuehuai when he arrived in the illusion of Wuwang Mountain just now, but now this feeling is even stronger, which makes him a little suspicious.

On the other side, Ye Yu vomited blood, stood stubbornly, and said forcefully: "I am not threatened by Yin Shanzi, I am the one who wants to stand here, it is me, I am the one who wants to protect him."

"You are confused! You boy, you are confused!" The old man who spoke turned pale with anger. He originally said that to excuse Ye Yu, but he didn't expect this kid to be ungrateful.

Someone said: "Sect Leader Wang, what are you thinking about! This kid is helping the tyrant to do evil, so he didn't kill our people just now!"

"Exactly! Kill him first, then Yin Shanzi!"

As soon as the words were spoken, one person activated the spirit sword, and in an instant, dozens of swords flew into the air.

Ye Yu's spiritual power was exhausted, and he managed to knock down a few of them, but the remaining swords could no longer hold back. He heard a few puffs, and all of them sank into his body, trapping him in place.

He knelt on the ground suddenly, and the "storm" fell to the ground with a bang.

"Are you dead?"

After a while, someone asked.

"I don't know, so many swords have pierced him, how can he not die?"

"Hey, what did Ye Yu say...he is also a good seedling from a famous family, so why can't he think about it like this. Forget it, since he insists on joining forces with demons and heretics, killing his parents can be regarded as preserving the reputation of his parents."

"Du Xianjun, let's trap this kid, you go and kill Yinshanzi!"

Du Xinghe coughed, and then opened the Dinghai Kunlun Fan.

Who knew that Ye Yu, who had closed her eyes just now, suddenly stood up from the ground again. Because of the dozens of fairy swords stuck in her body, it was very difficult to just stand up, let alone catch Du Xinghe's one.Everyone took a step back in shock, but Ye Yu didn't resist the blade. Instead, she held on tightly to the wind and rain, broke up her soul, and poured it all into the fairy sword.

"He's crazy!"

Self-destruction of the primordial spirit is undoubtedly the end of the soul flying away!

The wind and rain overwhelmed his soul, the sword trembled unceasingly, flew out of his hand, circled around twice, and went straight into the crack of Yinshan Mountain, protecting Yinshanzi.Ye Yu's body was like a piece of thin paper, and he fell to the ground lightly. His eyes and pupils were absent-minded, but he still stubbornly crawled out of the crack. He opened and closed his lips and muttered to himself. After speaking, he fell to the ground. Without moving, the lamp is exhausted.

The king's head, who just wanted to excuse Ye Yu just now, was about to burst into tears, and ran towards Ye Yu desperately, catching his falling body.He stretched out his hand to check Ye Yu's primordial spirit again, it was already empty, there was nothing left.

Head Wang raised his head to the sky and screamed, weeping bitterly, staring at the direction where Yin Shanzi was, and shouted: "My nephew was deceived by you and died because of you, Yin Shanzi...I want you to pay for it!"

The second Dinghai Kunlun Fan pierced through the crack uncompromisingly, dispelling the barrier that had been protecting the crack.

Immediately, the entire crack in Yinshan was displayed in front of everyone, and a black figure appeared without warning.

Seeing this figure from behind, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and a creeping fear rose from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Yin Shanzi!

Although this person did many evils, he never went down the mountain, so that no one saw his face.It was rumored that he was as fierce as a Rakshasa, with broad arms and round waist, and could swallow four children alive in one mouthful. But now, looking at his back, he felt graceful and graceful, with a waist as thin as a good woman, and arms as white as cold jade, just like a beautiful young man.

Just when everyone was stunned by his aura and killing intent, a fairy sword suddenly pierced Yin Shanzi's heart, his body shook and he knelt on the ground.

"What, what's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"I... I killed..."

"I killed it!! I killed it!! I killed it!!!" One person suddenly jumped up and said ecstatically, "I drove that sword over!!! Hahahahaha!! I killed it !!"

The owner of the sword is just an unknown junior, just now he was so frightened by Yin Shanzi that he couldn't even control his own spiritual power, so he accidentally flew the fairy sword out.Unexpectedly, Yin Shanzi didn't have the strength to raise his hand to block the sword!

Killing Yin Shanzi was enough to make him famous through the ages, and it was no wonder he was so excited.

One of them frowned and said, "Look, everyone, he seems to have been seriously injured."

Everyone looked and found that Yin Shanzi's feet were covered in blood, even his arms were gurgling with blood.

Yin Shanzi hasn't come out from the barrier?How could he be injured so badly?

But at this time, no one is thinking about this issue anymore.It was as if God wanted to help them, so naturally they had to seize the opportunity to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

"Du Xianjun! Kill him!" One person shouted: "Du Xianjun! Kill him with the Kunlun fan!"

In fact, Yin Shanzi was seriously injured, so everyone didn't have to be afraid of him at all, just go up and kill him one by one.

But none of the crowd dared to be the first to take the lead. After all, who knew if this was Yin Shanzi's trick?What if I go up to die?In order to be sure, it is the best policy to ask Du Xinghe to use Kunlun Mountain to shatter his three souls and seven souls first, and then make up a few knives by himself.

But no one knows that Du Xinghe's spiritual power has been exhausted to the extreme. He has dragged his dying body to Wuwang Mountain, and he is already on the verge of dying when he opens the Kunlun Fan. If he opens the Kunlun Fan again, his end will be different. Like Yin Shanzi, he was bitten by the spiritual power of the Kunlun fan and died.

But won't he drive?

The monks around urged him to open the fan again and again, forcing him to use spiritual power over and over again. Who paid attention to his body?

Suddenly, someone said: "Du Xianjun! Hurry up, you killed Yin Shanzi, just to pay off your merits and preserve your reputation."

"Yes, Lord Duxian, this opportunity was given to you by everyone. You killed Yin Shanzi, which means that you have not been bewitched by the devil. As for that Shen Qing... he deserves to die, but he has caused you to be wronged." .”

Du Xinghe felt pain in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Aye was wronged."

"Why are you still speaking for that little devil? Then you say he was wronged? And who was wronged?"

Du Xinghe was exhausted, and he held his Kunlun fan tightly. He only felt that he had failed in his life, and he already had the determination to die: "Shen Qing is dead, and I have no intention of explaining right and wrong. I only hope that after Du Xinghe dies, everyone will see you in my heart." In terms of face, please don't talk about the things in front of him again."

The man asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Before I finished speaking, finally, the Dinghai Kunlun Fan was opened three times!

Between heaven and earth, an extremely strong force suddenly gathered, and the powerful hurricane was like thousands of knives hovering in the air.

Holding a Kunlun fan in his hand, Du Xinghe laughed miserably. There were tears in his smile, like crying in extreme pain. Hot tears rolled down, and were drawn into the spiritual power of Kunlun Mountain, turning into wind and rain, towards Yinshanzi attack.

Xian Deng clutched his chest suddenly, paused twice, his brows were furrowed, his face was dazed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lan Xuehuai's expression changed, and she quickly hugged him in her arms: "Xiandeng!"

Xian Deng clutched his sleeve tightly, his face was as pale as paper, he trembled all over, and cried out in pain: "I hurt so much! It hurts so much! Lan Xuehuai, I hurt so much!"

Lan Xuehuai was terribly frightened by him, and quickly asked softly, "Where does it hurt?"

He recklessly poured spiritual power into him, but when his spiritual power entered Xiandeng's body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea without any waves.

"Du - Du Xinghe - Du Xinghe!!"

A scream almost cut through the hurricane.

After being hit by this blow, Yin Shanzi was knocked out of his wits, and the wind and rain fell into the crack of Yinshan Mountain together with him.

Du Xinghe knelt on the ground abruptly, like a willow that was brittle in the wind, his face was covered with tears in an instant, and the moment after Yin Shanzi died, he was enlightened and muttered to himself: "I, I am actually the one in his eyes. a tear from..."

In his whole life, he thought that he was a flawless white jade and a famous immortal who was praised by everyone, but he never thought that he was a joke from beginning to end.

What a famous fairy, what a shit Guanyin, he is actually a tear in Yin Shanzi's eyes!

Ridiculous, too ridiculous!Thinking of this, Du Xinghe burst out laughing, he grasped the soil with ten fingers, blood came out from his fingertips, but he didn't feel any pain.

Tong Meng pushed aside the crowd and ran towards Du Xinghe with a terrified expression. He grabbed Du Xinghe's shoulder suddenly, turned him towards himself, and cried, "Du Xinghe, Du Xinghe, you are crazy! You, you Is there something wrong? I’m here to apologize, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!! I didn’t want to hit you! Brother Xiaoyu, I didn’t want to—”

The voice stopped abruptly.

At the same time, Du Xinghe also stopped laughing, staring blankly at his hands.

His hands gradually turned to ashes like grass being burned.

In the eyes of Tong Meng who were about to collapse, he saw himself in a state of embarrassment.

"Duan Lang..."

Du Xinghe yelled in a daze, and leaned forward slightly, unable to support himself.

He, what happened to him?

Tong Meng grabs his hand, but grabs a handful of ashes, and Du Xinghe's right hand has disappeared.

"What's going on, what's going on, what's going on!!! What's going on with you!!!" Tong Meng was trembling with fright, tears couldn't stop flowing, he screamed hysterically, and fell to the ground like crazy Holding up the ashes, at this moment, he seemed to hear the sound of landslides and ground cracks, which made his liver and gallbladder burst, and he was powerless to recover.

"Du Xinghe...Du Xinghe, you lied to me, right? You lied to me, right..."

Du Xinghe was already a little delirious, and his mind was slack. He was held by Tong Meng's shoulders, and he regained a little clarity, as if he knew that his time was running out, even only the last few seconds.Du Xinghe suddenly grabbed Tong Meng's hand, looking at the child he brought up, his heart was full of grief, almost drowning himself.

"Duan Lang, listen carefully, I don't..."

He paused, gritted his teeth, and wiped away his tears: "I don't hate you, did you hear that, I don't hate you. You have grown up, you have your own opinions, and when you become the head of the sect, don't be impulsive , don't be too quick, you have to listen to the opinions of the elders in the clan, and you can't be willful..."

Du Xinghe spoke faster and faster, as if he was worried that he would not be able to finish his sentence. Every time he said a sentence, he was afraid that there was something he hadn't said, something he hadn't ordered: "Eat well, practice hard, do you hear me?"

Tong Meng seemed to realize something, and shook her head collapsed: "I don't want it, I want you to hate me, Du Xinghe, you hate me. You can't do this, I don't agree, I don't want to..."

He hugged Du Xinghe violently, like he was enlightened, as if he had grasped the last straw, and muttered: "Yes, yes, yes, I will go to your master, your master will definitely save you..."

Unexpectedly, with Tong Meng's embrace, Du Xinghe just turned into ashes in his arms, scattered in the air.Tong Meng hugged nothing, and fell to the ground suddenly, looking at her hands blankly and confused.

He was stunned for a while, as if he had realized something, he slowly closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and closed his arms with trembling hands, but he hugged everything, only his shoulders, in the world, alone, alone.

Tong Meng trembled, lowered his head, shaking like a sieve, and squeezed out an extremely suppressed cry from between his teeth, as if his internal organs had been shattered, and his liver and intestines were broken.

When he was distracted, he saw Du Xinghe holding him in his arms ten years ago, and saw him smiling and saying to himself: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

The ten-year-old Tong Meng overlapped with the current head of Tong. He was lying on the ground like a dead body. Hearing his ashes-like voice, he choked up and said, "Du Xinghe, take me with you..."