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Chapter 89 Tang Feng's unwillingness!

"Xiao Linzi, have you not returned to Qingshui Town in the past few years?" Lu Chen asked while flying at the speed.

Lin Yu's eyes were filled with deep nostalgia, and he shook his head and said, "My master Li Changhe does not allow me to leave the courtyard. I originally went to Luoxia Gate to pass through Qingshui Town, but because of doing business with Senior Brother Tang Long, I missed the opportunity again!"

"Tang Long!" Lu Chen's eyes flashed unaware, but he quickly concealed it and said with a smile: "I have prepared a lot of elixirs, including the mayor, Aunt Zhang, and Uncle Alin!"

Lin Yu also laughed: "I knew you were so rich!"

The two brothers were talking with a smile. Fang Yu and the other four followed behind them. Occasionally, Fang Yu glanced at the jade talisman in his hand and frowned. This was left by the head of the sect and told him to twist the jade talisman at a critical moment.

After a long time, several figures passed through the sky like a rainbow!

Dragon and Tiger Mountain!

The mountains are as high as the clouds, and the mountains are like the sea. From a distance, they look like a dragon and a tiger fighting each other, and they look ferocious!

Lu Chen and Lin Yu's eyes flashed, and the vast forest left their endless steps and memories they cherished as children.

"It's coming soon!"

The closer the distance, the more nervous they became. Lu Chen had already held various pills in his arms, imagining the scene of the residents of Qingshui Town greetings, and the residents like relatives smiled.

Lin Yu was also excited.

Not long after, the figures of several people fell down. After seeing the lonely scenery ahead, Lu Chen and Lin Yu were both fixed on the spot, and the four people behind them also had serious eyes.

This is a ruin!

The broken blue brick houses and broken rocky streets, the wind whistled, leaving only depressing sounds. The busy Qingshui Town, the sound of laughter and familiar faces disappeared without a trace, and the Qingshui River next to it was even more deserted.

The bones are covered with all the ruins, and it seems like a corner abandoned by the world!

No life!

Clang!

The pill in Lu Chen's arms fell to the ground, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, but then he stretched out his right hand and rubbed his eyes. He didn't believe it was the truth, but when he opened his eyes.

Everything is like the past!

The cold wind blew past his ears, never so harsh, dark clouds swam in at some point, and the sky was never so full of sight, as if the sky was about to collapse.

At this moment, the two boys were as heavy as a mountain and as heavy as iron!

Lu Chen's lips moved slightly, and he felt thousands of feelings in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, it turned silent. After many nights, he always thought about coming back. Even though he wandered around life and death many times, Qingshui Town was his greatest motivation.

This warm hometown gave him infinite memories. If it weren't for this place, he would have never left the world on that snowy night!

However, it was too late to come back!

Just like that, two lines of tears fell silently.

The two teenagers walked into Qingshui Town silently with a feeling of sorrow, then knelt down on the ground and picked up the bones all over the street one by one.

"Who is it!"

A cry of thysthria roared in Lu Chen's heart. His eyes were red, and he knelt forward step by step, collecting the remains of his relatives. Every time he packed up a bone, he would murmur to himself: "Aunt Zhang, Uncle Alin, Little Swallow..."

He called out the names that gave him help and kept them in his heart!

His parents were absent since he was a child, and he became a beggar at the age of three. He survived all the way. He never understood what is righteous or evil. Even now, he didn't know what is ordinary or immortal, but he only knew who was good to him!

He Shi four stood quietly, looking at the two teenagers, with a very serious expression, especially after seeing one of them, a sense of sadness arose in their hearts.

"Little Luzi has always been cheerful. The first time I saw this... Who is it?" Fang Yu's eyes turned red and he clenched his fists heavily with his right hand. He had the deepest feelings for Lu Chen, and could deeply sense the sadness of the young man.

At the same time, I also know that if I know the murderer, no matter whether it is the Emperor's Ancestor or the Eight Desolate Gods and Buddhas, Xiao Luzi will break the sky!

This silent time passes quietly like sand in your hand!

In this dilapidated Qingshui Town, every bone was collected and then burned for fire, and the ashes were placed in jars.

The dead are gone, and the living are still sang sadly!

Fang Yu and the other four looked solemn, and they didn't help each other from beginning to end. They just looked at each other quietly. In front of them, more than a dozen urns were piled up, and Lu Chen and Lin Yu were kneeling down, and memories were lingering in their minds.

Three days passed, and a white light flashed not far away. This was a huge sailboat, magnificent. On this luxurious boat were young men standing proudly. At this time, they were talking and laughing, commenting on the Tao!

"Uh, it's him!"

Suddenly, a young man in blue robe was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was Tang Feng, and with his voice reminded, all the disciples on Qianyu Ship looked at him, and then most of them frowned.

There are several Qingyun Sect disciples below, and the strongest second-generation disciples who are in the limelight in Baihua Valley are among them. Of course, this is not enough to make them face it. After all, the second-generation disciples are one word different from the first generation, but the strength is different from the world.

Similarly, the disciples of a generation are divided into mediocrity and top generations. They want to find those disciples of Qingyun Sect who are unlucky, and the disciples of a generation are mediocre. The Thousand Feathers are all top generations, and they are disdainful to take action.

So at the same time, their eyes fell on another boy - Lin Yu!

This new-rise star has a talent that is beyond his peers and has already moved towards the top of his disciples, and its speed is not slow at all. This rapid speed has made the top people of the four sects extremely jealous.

"This is the place where the plague was destroyed a few years ago. Unexpectedly, it was Junior Brother Lin's hometown. I'll go down and take a look!" Tang Feng pondered for a moment and said with a strange smile.

Beside him, Leng Gulan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly. When the plague broke out in the vicinity of the mountain, she also heard it a little. Seeing Lin Yu and others in sadness, she was about to speak to stop Tang Feng, but considering that this was not the matter of Luoxia Gate, she finally endured it.

At the same time, Tang Feng stepped down the clouds, and the outstanding disciples of Qianyu Ship all smiled strangely. Obviously, Lin Yu's rise was not only jealous of the disciples of the four sects, but even Tang Feng was no exception.

“Is that his hometown?”

Everyone was looking at Lin Yu, but one girl looked at the other person. She frowned slightly, but seeing that the boy was not as cheerful as before, she felt sad, a complicated feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

"I thought the little bandit was not afraid of heaven or earth, but in fact he was like an ordinary person..."

The murmuring voice came to the side, Leng Gulan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she said, "Xue'er, are you talking about that boy?"

Hearing this, Leng Guxue was pretty and slightly panicked, but quickly disappeared, and giggled, "Haha, I wanted to have a chance to talk to him, but now it seems that the time is wrong!"

"Oh!" Leng Gulan looked at his sister strangely and said, "Although that disciple stood out in Baihua Valley, he will be the second generation disciple, Xueer, you should pay more attention to the magic duel of the first generation disciple, which will be beneficial to you in the future!"

"As for that disciple, huh, I'll be such a hooligan in front of everyone. If I have the chance, I'll teach him a good lesson for you!"

Hearing this, Leng Guxue's cheeks rose and she pouted, "Compared to Lin Yu you are optimistic about, I think that little bandit is definitely not inferior to him!"

Leng Gulan sighed to this willful sister, no longer saying anything, and looked down at her beautiful eyes. She suddenly felt that Tang Feng would go down this time, and she had no idea of ​​leaving!

Tang Feng fell from the air, and he looked at Lin Yu. The recent rise of this son did make him feel more stressed, and it made him extremely jealous of Leng Gulan's occasional praise.

He always wanted to have a chance with Lin Yu, but he had no chance. After all, Lin Yu finally became the same disciple and was even a disciple of Master Li Changhe. There was no reason to invite him, and Lin Yu would not be able to face the challenge, but now it is a good opportunity, and the bystanders have a generation of top disciples.

Especially Leng Gulan is here too!

"Lan'er, let you see, the genius in your mouth is just like this!" After murmured, Tang Feng's body floated down, first glanced at Lu Chen, but soon ignored it.

It is better to kill the wrong person than let him go. Tang Feng remembers it, but in front of everyone, it is impossible to capture this disciple. The most important thing is in his heart. The three levels of concentration are not worth worrying about. If you want to capture it, as long as the disciple is alone, this is a breeze.
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