After a long time, Bei Tang Mu Ren and his wife Bei Tang Xiaofeng left the room, and Bei Ming followed behind them.

Northern Tang Mu Ren turned around the corridor and came to a place where no one saw it. He punched the solid wall, and the three-foot-thick stone wall was penetrated by him.

"Demonic! I won't kill you! I'll never be a human being!" Mu Ren of the Northern Tang Dynasty roared, shaking the entire Military and Political Department, the Sky Building, a hundred feet across, and a sixteenth floor of military defense. Ten thousand people stood up and suddenly stood up!

Xiaofeng leaned in her husband's arms and cried bitterly: "More than ten years ago, if there were no fifth brothers, if there were no fifth brothers...we..." She hugged her husband and could no longer speak. Beitang Mu Ren hugged his wife tightly, and she burst into tears.

Bei Ming stood behind them, and felt sad. He didn't know the fifth Xiaoyao, nor did he know the fifth Fanyin. At a young age, he has never felt so uncomfortable since his grandfather passed away two years ago. Bei Ming frowned and turned around and left.

In the next two or three days, Fan Yin woke up from sleep, did not get out of bed, nor did she eat. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling without saying anything.

On the morning of that day, there was no one in the room. She slowly got up and walked to the window. Her eyes moved slightly and she pushed open the window. Hongluan was so happy to see her wake up. These days, Fanyin was drowsy, and Hongluan just curled up in her ears obediently, motionless. Occasionally, she looked at her ears and did not peck her. When she saw that she was not moving, she pressed her tighter.

Hongluan was tired of wrapping her neck for a while, then flew up and leaned against Fan Yin's thin face, Hongluan's body was warm.

"I'm fine." Fanyin spoke. Hongluan's clever golden eyes turned, and quickly flew to Fanyin's ears, and gently pecked at her thin earlobe with her small mouth. Fanyin blinked his almond eyes and touched Hongluan's head with his hand, without saying a word. Hongluan gently rubbed Fanyin's ears with his head, and Luan's feathers drooped down lonely. Fanyin looked out the window, motionless.

After a while, the door opened, Xiaofeng and Yaya walked in together. Yaya saw Fanyin getting out of bed, and couldn't help but scream and ran towards her: "Xiaoyin! You're up!" She grabbed Fanyin's hand.

Fan Yin turned around and looked at Yaya, who was only eleven years old beside her. She responded for a long time: "Yeah."

"Xiaoyin, you are up." Bei Tang Xiaofeng said with a cramped joy.

Fan Yin looked up, looked at her, and said lightly: "You are..."

"I am Bei Tang Xiaofeng, the wife of Bei Tang Muren, you can call me Aunt Xiaofeng." Xiaofeng hurriedly walked to Fanyin and introduced himself. She wanted to hug the child, but Bei Tang Xiaofeng stopped after seeing Fanyin's appearance clearly.

Fanyin's eyes were drooping, her eyes wandered, and she tried to lean against the wall as much as possible. Even Yaya held her hand, she accidentally pulled it back. Bei Tang Xiaofeng felt sad.

"Let's have something to eat, okay?" She changed the subject.

Fanyin sat on the bed, holding the bowl, lowered her head and ate. When Ya Qingshan and the others came in, she tried to get closer to the head of the bed.

After a while, Bei Ming came in and told his mother that he had gone to the Guozheng Hall to discuss matters and would come back later. Before leaving the room, Bei Ming glanced at Fanyin, and she was already facing the wall at the head of the bed.

In the middle of the night, Bei Ming slept in the guest room next to Fanyin, and he went to bed several times but couldn't sleep. Today, Fanyin's appearance was lingering in Bei Ming's mind: "What is she hiding?"

Suddenly, Bei Ming sat up from the bed and quickly walked to the Fanyin room. He knocked on the door and said, "Fanyin, are you here?" No one answered, "Fanyin, are you here?" Bei Ming was anxious and pushed the door open. The moonlight rushed in, the curtains were flying, and the windows were wide open.

"Not good!" Bei Ming hurriedly walked into the inner room, and saw that the bed was empty and the Fanyin was gone!

Outside Dongling City, a thin figure was shuttled through the night, moving very quickly. Fanyin's eyes were like stars, searching for the way home. Hongluan stood above her head, and stood up the red crown of Luan feathers. Fanyin ran desperately, his spiritual power gathered on the soles of his feet, and his chest was undulating violently. Her physical condition was terrible, but fortunately, he finally came back to life.

"Hongluan, is that here?" Fanyin said. Hongluan made a clear sound, indicating the direction of Fanyin. She was going home!

Fanyin kept her feet for a day and a night. During her running, she had begun to wash the marrow, and her spiritual power slowly flowed between the bone marrow and flesh, and she had to fast and cut off water. Only in this way could she persist for a long time. Even if her current situation forced her to enter the stage of spiritual marrow cleaning, it would take only three days at most, but she would still have to rush back!

"Persevere! You'll be here!" Fanyin was secretly happy and immediately arrived at the tourist village. Three days later, Qiumanshan was in front of Fanyin.

Before the evening of the third day, she finally rushed into Qiuman Mountain. Her clothes were already wet and sweating profusely. She ran for more than 60 hours.

"Lei Luo! Lei Luo should be right in front!" Fan Yin shouted happily, and Hongluan also jumped up with her, making several clear sounds, and the sound was also called Lei Luo.

But just after rushing into Qiuman Mountain, Fanyin's excited smile gradually became stiff and collapsed little by little. A burning smell rushed into her nose, and a large area of ​​forest was destroyed and the trees were turned into charcoal.

"Thunder fire is the thunder fire of Thunder Luo." Fan Yin said. "Where are you? Where are you?" Fan Yin searched anxiously, searching his eyes over and over again, without Lei Luo's figure.

"Lei Luo! Are you here?" Fan Yin shouted, his voice very small, "Lei Luo, are you here?" No one answered her.

Fanyin became more and more tired as she ran, exhausted, her spiritual power collapsed, and her marrow was slowly lost, and her marrow was washed. She lost her strength. But she still gritted her teeth and ran and shouted: "Lei Luo! Are you here! Lei Luo! Are you here!" Finally, it turned into a shout. Fanyin was shouting wildly in the woods alone, crying: "Lei Luo! Where are you?"

Suddenly, the red phoenix erected, and the Fanyin stopped: "Where is it?"

Hongluan pointed in a direction tremblingly, and Fanyin ran over, "Where is it? Where is it! I didn't see it!" She cried and complained.

At this moment, Fanyin's voice stopped, her eyes closed slightly, and she ran over to something.

"What is this!" She plopped and fell to the ground, "What is this... What is this Hongluan..." She didn't dare to reach out and touch it.

A rotten, blood-filled arm appeared in front of Fanyin. The blue sleeve had a gold button on it, which was a small gift from Fanyin to Lei Luo for sixteen years. Fanyin took his arm bit by bit and turned it over gently. She thought she should know Lei Luo's palm, just like he knew his face. The buttons were not counted, and you had to look at the palm of your hand to know if it was him.

Just as Fan Yin turned over the broken arm, a wail broke through the Yelin, "Ah!" Fan Yin cried bitterly. Holding Lei Luo's broken arm, she felt sorry for her life, no matter whether he was corrupted or not, she felt sorry for her life. "Lei Luo!" Fan Yin shouted Lei Luo's name, and he could never come back.

She let out a muffled groan in her chest, pressed down her breath, picked up Lei Luo's broken arm, and stood up. Fan Yin calmed down her crying, panting constantly, and her eyes searched around her desperately, "There is another, and another..." she recited silently.

Not far away, she found Lei Luo's other broken arm, which was his second cut off. This one was already in scattered and Fan Yin raked in the land for a long time before he could piece it together.

"Where is the body, the body..." Fanyin kept muttering, her mind was dull. It was not until midnight that she ran to the ground and knelt down on the ground, but she stopped and could not find Lei Luo's body. Tens of thousands of spirits crushed by, not only Lei Luo, but also Uncle Lei, but also remained.

Fan Yin walked into the village with Lei Luo's broken arms.

"Dad, mom, dad, mom, dad, mom..." She ran all the way and thought, stumbled, and finally walked out of Qiumanshan Mountain. Qiumanshan Mountain was never big, but this time she went down the mountain, almost cost her life.

Fanyin came to the entrance of the village, her legs were already weak, her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were slightly protruding, "Dad, Mom..." It was a mess, and the tourist village in the autumn mountains was almost razed to the ground. Fanyin walked forward step by step, keeping chanting in her mouth, "Dad, Mom, Dad, Mom..."

She walked through the streets and alleys and searched back and forth. No one, she ran towards the west end of the village. She remembered that the direction in which her father finally fought with Ling Mei was right in front.

"Dad should be there, dad should be there..." Fan Yin said to himself, holding Lei Luo's broken arm tightly in his arms.

Mom and Dad, she was about to arrive. There seemed to be something in front of her. Fanyin's eyes were too tired and could not see clearly. She ran over and stood there.

At the westernmost end of the village, something stands there. It says:

My brother

The Tomb of Fifth Xiaoyao and His Beloved Wife Lin Yue'er

Brother Mu Ren, Northern Tang
Chapter completed!