At the beginning, Leng junao and Zhao Wanxi passed through the dungeon of the general's mansion and arrived at another place, which was here.

Yexiaotian's last burial place is also here.

In the courtyard at this time, the desolation and stillness turned into a real depression.

The broken walls are black to the eye.

The wind is swirling in the air, driving the residual smell of scorch, and if there is no curl of smoke, sneak attack to the nose.

A figure in black stood in the middle of the yard.

At his feet were several crushed stone tablets which were shocked by people's internal force. Because they were deliberately destroyed, there was no trace on them.

It's also black.

Few of the living people know what happened in this courtyard.

After Leng junao and Zhao Wanxi left that day, he left the dark guard in charge of dealing with the aftermath. After his headache, he didn't do anything at all.

It is said that fire and water are merciless, but to some extent, they are also excellent things.

Clean and neat.

There were so many corpses that it was too late to deal with them one by one because of the fighting outside the town that day.

Can only bury on the spot, and then put the fire, will have been tragic, destroyed completely.

The fire, too, was quite fierce. Basically, apart from the outline of the yard, trees and houses, we couldn't tell what it was for a long time.

Even if you want to find some traces, it's impossible.

After standing in the middle of the yard for a long time, the man in black finally gave up the struggle and fell to his knees slowly.

The voice is hoarse, obscure and hard to mourn.

"Dad, it's the child's unfilial, it's the child's fault..."

With deep remorse, drop after drop of tears, keep falling to the ground.

Buried in the ashes after burning, not even a trace of water can be left.

Men have tears, but not to sad place.

When the wind blows, the dead leaves fall.

Along with the withered leaves, a thin shadow which is easy to be ignored falls on the man in black.

His voice was low and slow, with a peculiar and strange rhythm.

"The master of the island has gone, and I want to mourn. However, the island leader was unwilling to leave. The young leader was ashamed in his heart and should let him sleep in peace.

There is also the sacred plan of flame island. It's the opportunity that we've been looking forward to for hundreds of years. I hope you'll think twice! "

Because the sadness brought by his father's death is still there, the people behind him have forced him to go forward, and he won't have any time to rest.

At this moment, I have no choice.

Smell speech, night Phoenix dust lift Mou, on pale complexion, a pair of eyes scarlet.

His father, yexiaotian, the leader of flame Island, is also a hero in the world. He completely cut off all his back roads with his own death.

He and her charm, whether it is providence or man-made, eventually came to this step.

In my mind, there is nothing more than a pretty face.

From the ignorance and vigilance at first sight, to the beauty covered by the dimple face, and then to the smile after cleaning, bit by bit, are so clear.

As if it had been engraved into the bone marrow, mixed in the breathing, like a shadow.

But now, they have to be eliminated one by one.

One side is the death of his father, the inheritance of flame Island, and his responsibility.

On the other hand, it's from my father, but it's just a woman, which is more important

Teeth with biting, bloody mouth, the struggle over the river, but the reality of blood.

The clenched fists on the side of the body trembled faintly, and even the breath became very short.

Seems to be unable to bear the pain, night Phoenix dust heavily closed his eyes, covered that a unwilling.

After a while, it gradually returned to calm.

When you open your eyes again, the momentum of your whole body is completely different.

The bottom of my eyes is already dark and gray. Even in the sunshine, I still can't shine a little light.

Even when he spoke again, his voice completely lost its gentleness and humility, and became an inexplicable and cool voice.

"I understand my father's care. From today on, the leader of flame island will be in charge of the island. You can tell them to report all the affairs in their hands one by one within three days

"Yes

There's nothing to question about son inheriting father's career.

"It's just Now that the virgin has appeared, the century old mission of flame island can not be forgotten. You, master of the island... "

"But isn't the tablet already..."

"Report back to the Islander. At this time, the old Islander had planned to break this piece by them. It was a fake."

“……”Once again proved that all this, even night Xiao Tian's own death, is just his calculation.

In order to send his indecisive son, who is trapped in love, onto all the right path and take up his own responsibility.

Heartache hit again, but it was not the previous sting, but heavy and dull.

Even if the truth no matter how unbearable, now, there is no other choice, let night Phoenix dust to find fault.

There is no retreat.

"In this way, we will arrange people to lurk and accompany them all the way, and then find the right opportunity to invite the holy blood to show the miracle!"

Some meaningless feelings, but also the time It's time to put it down

"Wait a minute, let the islanders follow up and send back the specific information first Go in person

"Yes."

In response to the sound, the thin figure quietly raised his head, and his eyes swept the Phoenix dust's face without any trace.

When we saw that there was no gentleness in the pallor, only a cold and indifferent look left, the less obvious worry was finally completely dispersed.

Even the corner of the mouth slightly hook, also not too obvious smile.

"Yes, my subordinates, I will arrange it now!"

Zhao Wanxi and his party finally set foot on the road again.

Without the little orange and the girl Nuo'er, no one really competed with Chu Liuli, and the atmosphere became much quieter.

Coupled with the subtle atmosphere between her and Huang Qi, Chu Liuli's words are even less.

Zhao Wanxi, on the other hand, didn't pay much attention to the status of several subordinates because she was thinking about her next trip and exchanging information with Leng junao from time to time.

Fortunately, with the participation of Chen Axin and other people, this group of people on the road, it is a lot of eye-catching.

It went a lot better.

Before and after half a month, I went straight to the tiger gorge pass.

The weather is getting better and better day by day. The haze has finally gone completely. The long lost sun can be regarded as a big exposure.

It's mid winter. When the sun is good at noon, it's still warm. I don't know how bitter the cold wind is.

This day, taking advantage of the weather, Zhao Wanxi was sitting in the carriage. After listening to Huang Qi's report to Leng junao that she needed to set up camp, she couldn't help but got out of the carriage and strolled.