"I really want to go to Jiangnan..."

Scenes from the past reappeared in my mind, as if they had passed by in vain.

The first time I saw her, the first time she was bullied, she stood in front of her, blaming herself because her sister was hurt. It was she who comforted her sister and then comforted herself.

Thinking about it carefully, she has been standing in front of him all these years, but he has been protected without knowing it...

The only thing I heard about her dream was what I overheard while chatting that day.

"I must go to Jiangnan if I have the chance".

The boy was nearly unconscious, his pupils were dilated, his mouth was enlarged but he could not make any sound. The woman in his arms kept vomiting blood, and the blood hole in his heart was shocking.

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhou Fangru stepped forward with the sword, and a cold light flashed through. Xia Qingming's right hand holding the sword had already separated from his body. There was no trace of fear on Xia Qingming's face, but still that weird smile, and his laughter was even more frightening.

"Hehehe, Mr. Zhou, you must have felt the pain of losing a loved one this time. You know..."

Before he could finish speaking, a tall figure suddenly charged towards Xia Qingming, followed by a knee strike, which caused half of his body to explode. He grabbed his head with one hand and threw it to the ground, followed by a gust of wind and rain.

A heavy punch struck, and his lower body was bruised and bloody.

"I will personally go to Weidao Mountain to visit your leader Tianyan Taoist. He should still be in the scroll."

Xia Qingming's eyes widened with fear.

"One person is responsible for the work, and it has nothing to do with me, Wei Daoshan!"

"It doesn't matter? It's the father's fault that the son doesn't teach. You are a little beast raised by Wei Dao Mountain. You, Wei Dao Mountain, have to repay this!"

This is, a voice came from the Yuyu Tower in the city, and there was unconcealable anger in the tone.

"Young disciples of Wei Dao Mountain, I will go there in person to repay the gift. You have broken the rules set by me. For thousands of years, you have one of them."

Thousands of miles away in Weidao Mountain, the rocks shook violently and began to shake. In the hall where the ancestor was enshrined, seven portraits suddenly began to burn, and the sound of painful wails sounded in the portraits until they turned into ashes.

A man with white eyebrows and white beard stood in the hall with his eyes closed, one hand folded his sleeves, and the other pointed at the portrait of the leader in the middle and shouted angrily:

"You guys, you guys! You have done something wrong to yourself. Weidao Mountain will face the wrath of a true king from the Immortal Realm and a pure martial artist from the upper three realms. I am afraid that our thousand-year-old foundation in Weidao Mountain... let Sun Changqing get out of seclusion."

Outside the door, a young man with red lips and white teeth looked at everything in the hall in horror. After hearing the great elder's words, he immediately bowed and walked out of the hall.

In an ancient cave on the mountainside, the walls are engraved with the mental techniques and sword manuals left by the monks of the past generations of Weidao Mountain. Every disciple who comes here for enlightenment and retreat will leave his own experience for later generations to check and fill in the gaps, so that they can

You won’t have to walk too many miles.

Therefore, this cave is called "Wudaozang".

"Senior Brother Sun? Senior Brother Sun!"

The young man came to the cave panting and shouted inside.

"What's the matter?"

A voice came, melodious and loud.

The young man looked towards the cave temple with fear and curiosity. The cave was dark, with only one candle flickering. At the end of the candle, a man sat cross-legged on a futon, with disheveled hair, unshaven beard, and a white robe that had not been washed for a long time and was covered with dust.

, has almost turned gray.

The young man said softly:

"Seven portraits of the ancestors were burned. Master Qianyan called Senior Brother Sun over. There may be a catastrophe in Weidao Mountain."

After a long time, a sigh came, and then the sound of footsteps came from inside, and a slender figure walked out from inside. He was wearing ragged clothes and holding a brown long sword in his hand. His aura was restrained, just like ordinary people.

"lead the way."

Inside Yuzhou City.

Wei Xian punched Xia Qingming hard on the head. His head exploded and red and white liquid flowed all over the floor. Nana flew out and kicked him. Just when Zhou Fangru was about to chop it into pieces with a knife, Liu Weixuan reached out and grabbed it.

His ghost was captured and put into the square-inch objects he carried with him.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Weixuan said: "My candidate has an underworld division, and he is unique in torturing souls. I would like Commander Wei to hand him over to my candidate, and I will give you a satisfactory answer."

After venting for a while, both of them calmed down. Zhou Fangru quickly came to his daughter's side. Wei Xian took out a porcelain bottle from the box and handed several pills to Zhou Ying's mouth.

Zhou Ying tried her best to smile and shook her head.

"Dad... my daughter is also... dabbled in pharmacology... and now... my daughter's condition... is... clear... and true... it is... medicinal stone... difficult to treat...

…”

Zhou Ying spoke intermittently. Her meridians were cut off and her heart was shattered. She was able to survive until now thanks to the cultivation of the four realms, so she could barely say a few words.

She turned her eyes with difficulty and looked at the brothers Wei Zigeng and Wei Ziqing in front of her. The former had his eyes open, staring blankly, with tears streaming down his face. The latter was lying on her brother's shoulder, not daring to look at her close friend who was lying on the ground.

She trembled and used her last strength to raise her arms, touched Wei Zigeng's face, wiped away the tears in his eyes, and smoothed his hair on the temples. She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but when she smiled, she spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Zi... Zigeng... I... know... that after my death... you will... blame yourself and be sad for a while... I won't advise you... it's just...

...just...I hope Zigeng...you can...come out of the gloom...as soon as possible...you...are not...some evil star...you...you are me, Zhou Ying...

...The person I like...has always been..."

Wei Zigeng raised his head and raised his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of Zhou Ying's mouth. Seeing the smile of the girl in his arms, the young man's heart skipped a beat. She had always been such a smiling person.

The boy nodded in front of the girl, rubbed his face against the girl's hand, and said:

"Aying, I like you too. I always have. You won't die. We agreed to go to Jianghu together. You said you were going to Jiangnan. When you recover from your injury, we will leave for Jiangnan immediately.

"

Zhou Ying had a smile on her face and kept vomiting blood from her mouth. Wei Xian and Zhou Fangru couldn't bear to look at it anymore and turned their heads to wipe away their tears. This is his only daughter, the daughter that his wife would risk her life to protect. And she is now

His face looked pale and his vitality gradually disappeared.

"It's... it's so important... to save face... before you die... you have the... courage... to express... the... love... in your heart... it's a pity... it's too... too...

late……"

At this time, Zhou Ying's eyes slowly closed, and her hands dropped weakly, but the smile on her face still hung on her face, and she murmured:

"I have...never been to...Jiangnan..."

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Lingzhou City, behind the Shenxiu Peak Mountain across the Bohai Sea, Li Yudun felt a twinge in his heart for no apparent reason, which actually made him sweat and frown.

"Why do I feel like something is missing?"

Looking at the sword in his hand, this thought arose in Li Yu's mind and he was out of control.

The Qingming rain is still falling, crying about the lives and souls that have passed away one by one, the willow tree by the lake, and the four people under the tree.
Chapter completed!