Chapter 887

"It's me." Tang qianjue walked slowly to the black robed old man. Looking at the old man who had run out of oil, he sat down with his legs bent and nodded slightly.

The old man couldn't see clearly. His upper body leaned forward and squinted at Tang qianjue's face. A gentle smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"Good boy, just come back, just come back."

"And the others?" Tang qianjue looked at the empty hall and saw the dust and spider silk on the beam.

"The times have changed. We're all out looking for opportunities." The old man sighed slowly, "no one is willing to stay here. They are all gone."

"No one can leave without your permission." Tang qianjue's indifferent expression, when looking at the old man, has become softer.

"Even if I force them here, what's the point?" The smile on the old man's face turned into a bitter smile, "the outside world is changing day by day, and the practitioners are getting better and better day by day. They are just waiting to die here."

"What about Tangmen?" Tang qianjue's face was slightly heavy, "people are all gone. What should Tangmen do?"

After all, this is the place where he grew up. Even if some things become hostile, his attachment to his hometown and home still exists.

"Well, the hearts are broken." The old man shook his head with a bitter smile, and his face was dead. "Jue'er, don't blame them. There is no immortal Dynasty in the world, and there is no immortal sect. What's more, you are the real inheritor of Tangmen. Other people, just go away. "

Tang qianjue saw his face dead, heart can not help a burst of pain, raised his hand to cross a wisp of real yuan in the past, for his life, but put down.

The oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry, and the body is old and decadent. It can last for a while, but not for a lifetime.

The old man sat like this, obviously waiting for death.

After several great changes in the Tang clan, people's hearts have long been dispersed. In addition, the outside world is surging and changing day by day. No one wants to stay in this almost isolated place.

"I'm relieved to see you before I close my eyes." The old man looked at Tang qianjue's face, smiling and nodding slowly, "go and worship your parents."

Tang qianjue nodded, slowly got up, turned and left the hall.

The old man watched him leave and gradually closed his eyes.

Tang qianjue's parents did not die in his hands, but in order to protect him, they were killed by Tangmen experts.

However, for his own face and dignity, Tangmen splashed dirty water on him and said that he killed his father and his mother. Outsiders did not know whether it was true or not, so they believed the Tang clan's words, and people kept chasing him for the sake of justice.

Such rumors can not be explained clearly. He knows that no matter how he explains it, those people will not listen to it. Therefore, all the people who come to pursue him are killed by him, even if they do not die.

Since then, his reputation in China has been thoroughly rotten, which makes him hate the people of Tangmen even more.

He poisoned his lover, killed his parents, and made a rumor that he was heartless and killed his father and mother. If he didn't have a little affection for Tangmen, Tangmen would have disappeared completely 20 years ago.

Also because of this, the hearts of the Tang clan began to disperse, and most people did not defend for Tang qianjue in order to save their face. In addition, Tang qianjue at that time had become heinous, and they did not dare to defend him. Otherwise, they might die if they were regarded as accomplices.

However, since then, the hearts of the Tang clan have been scattered.

The head of Tang clan, the old man who was waiting to die in the hall, felt guilty, but because Tang qianjue had indeed killed too many Tangmen people, his hatred was so deep that he could not cover him up.

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