She gently patted Ning'er who was sleeping soundly in her arms, her voice was a little dull, and she said in a low tone: "Really? How great it is, but unfortunately, I have only seen such a place in the history of the Ancient Tianlong Sect. For example, in the Ancient Dragon, all the people with some ability and status in the Dragon Ancient World have left here, and the rest are people struggling in despair, waiting for the collapse of the realm and the arrival of the final day of the judgment of death."

Silence for a moment.

Only the strong wind mixed with flying sand and rocks whizzed through the surroundings.

Ye Qingyu knew in his heart that in addition to relying on his own cultivation, the spiritual energy in his realm is the source of the martial artist's power.

The spiritual energy of the ancient world of Tianlong is now so thin that it is almost empty. If the warrior continues to survive here, it will only delay his cultivation and gradually decay his strength that he has finally improved.

Moreover, in such a harsh and harsh environment, there was no law or order in the ancient world of Tianlong, and it had completely entered a state of primitive jungle law. In order to survive, creatures from all sides began to become tyrannical and bloody, numb, and the strong were prey on the weak, and bandits were rampant. The double slaughter from nature and creatures was cruelly staged every day.

In this way, even if there are still some people with kind thoughts on this land that want to save something, it will be useless.

The wind and sand are everywhere in the sky.

The wilderness is bleak.

The station is like an island of despair of death.

The first time I entered the ancient world of Tianlong, Qin Hui suggested that Ye Qingyu and others come directly to this inn.

Because the true identity of this post station is actually a stronghold set up by Tian Huayu, the old leader of the Ancient Sect of Tianlong, a hundred years ago. It has always been obedient to the old leader himself. It can be used to communicate information on weekdays and not to communicate with foreign propaganda, so it is not within the control of those rebels.

After the successor of the sect leader, Tian Yunlong, Qin Hui's deceased father, succeeded him, he continued to cultivate those trusted disciples and gradually stabilized the power of this post station. The reason why Qin Hui and his son were able to escape the pursuit of Elder Mingjue and others in isolation and helpless was that they relied on the secret response of the disciples secretly trained by the deceased father in this stronghold.

This time, we will return to the first stop of the ancient world of Tianlong. Choose here. Qin Hui’s purpose is very simple. He hopes to meet with these loyal disciples first, and then collect some information as a reference for Ye Qingyu, which will also facilitate Ye Qingyu’s next plan.

But unfortunately, the cruel fact shattered Qin Hui's hope.

Because at this time, there was no breath of creatures in the entire station, and there was no figure at all.

The disciples of the secret strongholds mentioned by Qin Hui disappeared.

Luo Yi and Daigou went to search everywhere behind, but they didn't know if they could find anything.

Ye Qingyu was in a bleak mood and was really infected by the scenes he saw all the way in the ancient world of Tianlong.

This is the realm of a human race.

It ended like this.

After a while.

"Wang...Master, Wang has checked it. What a hell is this place? Wang doesn't like it. Let's go. There is no water, no food, nothing... Oh, by the way, there is only a few pieces of dried bacon in the broken house behind, and it looks like it is not delicious at all!"

Daigou Xiaojiu suddenly ran back from the backyard with a disappointed look on his face.

Luo Yi followed the guy, came over and bowed, and reported very seriously: "Sir, a few corpses were found in the back hall of the stone courtyard. They looked dead for a while. We have searched other places carefully and there is nothing."

"Corpsy?"

Ye Qingyu was slightly stunned.

That stupid dog was so angry that the old bacon was drying, it wasn't it just a corpse, right?

He glanced at the Dog.

Daigou shook his tail happily and looked at his master with innocent eyes.

Ye Qingyu was speechless.

On the side, Qin Hui didn't seem to react to the meaning of Daigou's words, but when he heard Luo Yi say that he had found a corpse behind, his face changed and he stood up, his expression a little anxious.

"Let's go and have a look." Ye Qingyu took the lead in walking towards the backyard.

Luo Yi saw Qin Hui's sad face, sighed, walked to Qin Hui, and said, "Miss Qin, let me hold Ning'er, you may need to identify their identities later."

Qin Hui quickly thanked her thanks and gently handed Ning'er who was asleep to Luo Yi, speeding up her pace towards the back hall.

Back hall.

The bodies of the six human races were lying horizontally on the ground.

The blood everywhere had already dried up, covered by wind and dust, and turned into a dark red color.

Although the faces and limbs of these deceased people had a slightly dry face, their faces were vaguely distinguishable. They looked different in age, but they were all wearing the same standard clothing. They were obviously disciples of the Ancient Tianlong Sect and had been dead for some time.

Ye Qingyu could tell with a brief observation that the strength of these deceased people during their lifetime was probably around the Heavenly Realm.

In today's ancient world of Tianlong, these people are not very powerful, but each of them is covered with dense sword wounds. They are obviously besieged by people with higher strength. They are obviously abused before they die, deliberately leaving so many wounds on their bodies, and they are killed after being exhausted. After being tortured, they are simply tortured.

The murderer has very cruel methods.

Judging from the traces around, these human races died for more than one month at most, but the breath of Yuanli that remained in their bodies was almost gone. It seems that the wind and sand in this place were too strong and the spiritual energy was too thin, which accelerated the relationship between the corruption of the body and the dissipation of Yuanli.

Beside them, there were several swords that had been completely damaged, like iron-breaking swords.

The sword was covered with cracks, and it seemed that it was accompanied by the master's struggle to resist until the sword was destroyed and the person died.

"It's Li Feng... and Liu Chongxu and Guo Yi..." Qin Hui cried out sadly. As soon as she entered the back hall, she recognized the identities of the corpses on the ground at once. She rushed over with a choking voice, and turned them over one by one with her trembling hands. She immediately burst into tears and said, "They are all the confidant disciples that the deceased father secretly trained over the years... They were actually poisoned. It was me, I must have hurt them. I'm sorry for them."

Qin Hui's heart is like a knife cut.

A few months ago, the Ancient Tianlong Sect rebelled under the planning of the current sect leader, Cang Li, Elder Mingjue and others. Almost the disciples in the entire sect turned against each other. Even dozens of people were loyal to Qin Hui and his son, but they could not escape the fate of being killed on the spot. On that day, Qin Hui and Tian Ning were killed and finally arrived at the stronghold secretly set up by their deceased father. Guo Yi, Li Feng and Liu Chongxu and other confidant disciples immediately deployed arrangements, which gave the mother and son the opportunity to escape from the Ancient Realm of Tianlong and also saved the life of the true heir of the Ancient Tianlong Sect.

Now these disciples are corpses in this vast desert.

Obviously, after escorting Qin Hui and his son away, this secret stronghold and the identities of their core disciples were discovered by the rebels of the ancient Tianlong world. After a large-scale encirclement, he still refused to turn against him and told him where Qin Hui and his son were going, and then he was brutally killed.

Qin Hui looked at these trusted disciples and imagined that they were still fighting hard to resist, killing the rebels, and buying more time and vitality for herself and Ning'er before they died, and felt a burst of sadness.

Two lines of tears finally couldn't help but burst out from my eyes.

"Oh, let's be mournful and follow the changes." Ye Qingyu comforted Qin Hui.

These disciples suffered all the torture and were tortured before their death. Their ended up being really miserable. They probably were tortured and asked about Qin Hui's whereabouts.

Qin Hui whimpered and felt very guilty.

If I hadn't taken Tian Ning here, I guess these young disciples wouldn't have been exposed so quickly and were tragically injured.

Ye Qingyu comforted Qin Hui a few words and looked around carefully.

Huh?

At this time, he discovered something and walked towards the body closest to the left.

Among the six corpses in the back hall, only the one closest to the left was lying on the ground, and his posture looked a bit weird. His right arm was raised high above his head, and his index finger and middle finger were joined together, as if pointing in one direction.

More importantly, in his right hand, he seemed to be holding something tightly.

"Miss Qin, come and have a look." Ye Qingyu greeted.

Hearing Ye Qingyu's voice, Qin Hui was shocked, wiped away her tears, and came to the corpse.

After a little identification, Qin Hui revealed the identity of the corpse and said, "This is Guo Xiong, Guo Yi's brother, and the core disciples that the deceased husband secretly trained over the years. The two brothers are the best..." Although the corpse was lying down and he couldn't see his face clearly, Qin Hui still recognized the identity of the deceased from his clothes at a glance.

"Then look at it again, do you recognize the things in his hand?" Ye Qingyu tried to gently pull out the things that Guo Xiong was holding in his right hand, but found that the thing seemed to be firmly locked in his hand, as if it had grown with his flesh and blood. If he used another part of his strength, he would be afraid that his fingers and the entire palm would turn into flesh and blood.

Is this...obsession?

Ye Qingyu was shocked.

Unexpectedly, even though he had been dead for a long time, Guo Xiong still had a trace of obsession in his palm and held the things in his hand tightly.

"Guo Xiong, Mrs. Tian and Tian Ning are safe. If you have a spirit underground, let go." Ye Qingyu sighed softly and said to Guo Xiong's body.

However, there was no response.

The entire back hall was silent.

At this moment, a sudden sound of silly sounded, as if murmur: "Mom..."

Ning'er!

Qin Hui was shocked and quickly looked in Luo Yi's direction.

Ning'er was already asleep in Luo Yi's arms, as if she had a bad dream. Her pink face was a little nervous, her brows were frowning tightly, and her small fist was swinging out of thin air. But soon, he fell asleep again under Luo Yi's comfort.

However, at this moment, something wonderful happened.

Guo Xiong's right hand suddenly let go of himself-

The third update.

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