A layer of black air shrouded in the body of a tall and thin young man surnamed Fan walked into the mist. The black air flowed, like life, and a faint roar of a tiger came from it.

There was no trace of the four people when they stepped forward, and there were no fighting sounds in other directions. Could it be that these people could still escape from heaven? They couldn't help but wonder.

Suddenly, a beast's cry came from the front, "roar", the sound was so familiar. It was the roar of a tiger, and the sudden roar made him tremble.

A huge and colorful tiger stepped carefully, staring at the young man surnamed Fan. He naturally knew in his heart that this was the characteristic of a tiger and he would always keep his eyes on the target, no matter whether the target was strong or weak.

"Why is this tiger so familiar? No, isn't this the demon tiger on Shenmu Ridge? How could it be alive? It's impossible..." The young man surnamed Fan recognized the tiger, but it was impossible for this tiger to appear here because its soul was in his soul-devouring flag.

The young man surnamed Fan, who had been calm, was no longer calm at this time, because this could be said to be a knot in his heart, so he naturally could not forget how the main soul of the tiger in the Soul-Devouring Banner was obtained.

I remember that when he was a child, he joined a sect. Because he was not good at speaking and introverted, he was always unsociable and had no friends. Naturally, he was often bullied. Because of his cowardice, he dared not resist and was always tolerant.

Until one time when he was bullied by a child of the same age, a slightly strong figure blocked him behind him and drove away several children. From then on, the two of them became good friends. He would always remember the name of this person three years older than him, Chen Qing, and he called him Brother Qing.

In his later training and practice, Brother Qing often helped him, and they passed the sect assessment as they wished and became an inner disciple. Later, he called him Senior Brother Chen.

Senior Brother Chen has a very talented cultivation, and his cultivation has always been one or two levels higher than him. He has always regarded Senior Brother Chen as an example. Senior Brother Chen often takes him with him when doing some tasks, although his cultivation level is slightly lower.

As Senior Brother Chen's cultivation level has improved, the first-level soul-devouring flag gradually cannot satisfy his use. He went out to Shenmu Ridge to kill the tiger. After killing it, his soul was trapped into the soul-devouring flag, and then Senior Brother Chen's soul-devouring flag would be one level higher.

Senior Brother Chen called out several friends who had been doing the task. In order to be safe, he found two more helpers. It was obvious that this trip was inevitable. After several people persuaded him, he would not take this person to hold him back if he didn't count the task. However, Senior Brother Chen refused and tried his best to take him with him to have a long experience, and said that he could take care of him.

However, when I arrived at the Shenmu Ridge, I realized that the tiger was more fierce than I thought, and had talented skills. In an instant, two people died at the tiger's mouth.

The rest of the people cheered up and tried their best to get the tiger seriously injured after a hard battle. Two more people were seriously injured and almost died at the tiger's mouth. It was the senior brother Chen who tried his best to rescue him, and he was also caught in the chest by the tiger, and blood was flowing.

The rest of the people were exhausted and more or less injured, but he did not take action in the entire battle once, which may be due to panic or lack of combat experience. In short, when people were resting and laughing, they criticized his timidity and incompetence in words and ridicule and sarcasticly.

I don't know what was angering him, but he was silent. In short, afterwards, he became very murderous and suddenly released his magic weapon, killing all the people who were exhausted and resting, leaving only Senior Brother Chen looking at him with disbelief.

"Ah", he glanced at the tiger who was still breathing faintly, shouted to the sky, and all kinds of emotions ejaculated, only he himself knew. The shout contained a lot of ideological struggles. As soon as the shout fell, he personally killed Senior Brother Chen, who had been taking care of him and was seriously injured in order to save him.

Only he himself knew that this was all because he was selfish.

Afterwards, he took out his soul-devouring flag and used a secret technique to detain his soul, and finally sacrificed it into his soul-devouring flag.

"Senior Brother Chen", so he naturally knew this tiger very well. When he saw this tiger, he naturally thought of his senior brother Chen. He couldn't help but shout. As soon as the shouting fell, he stepped out of the mist and walked out of the mist. It was his senior brother Chen.

Seeing Senior Brother Chen and the tiger resurrected from the death and standing together at this time, although he was panicked and frightened, he still took the soul-devouring flag, and his spiritual power was frantically input. The black fog rolled, and a black tiger condensed and protected him.

He made up his mind to fight with Senior Brother Chen, but he saw that Senior Brother Chen did not move, but looked at him with concern. He was too familiar with the expression, just like the expression when he drove away the bullied children for the first time, just like the expression he showed when he was injured during training. I don’t remember how many times he showed this expression. He even knew that he should say next: "Are you okay?"

So Senior Brother Chen's expression made him collapse in an instant, and his guilt became even stronger. Tears of regret suddenly emerged. He threw the Soul-Devouring Flag and knelt down with his knees.

When he didn't know what to say, Senior Brother Chen walked over with a concern, making him look forward to Senior Brother Chen greeting him with concern more, but in a daze, a trace of gold flashed by. He still knelt on the ground and leaned forward to greet Senior Brother Chen, but he saw Senior Brother Chen slowly retreating, and no matter how he called, he could not keep his steps and gradually moved away.

"Does Senior Brother Chen refuse to forgive me? Although he refuses to forgive me, he cares about me, surely..." The young man surnamed Fan muttered, wanting to kneel forward and crawl two steps to chase Senior Brother Chen, but he felt that his whole body was out of control and was powerless, unable to support him.

Slowly, he felt his body getting colder, because something pierced a big hole in his chest and blood gushed out.

At this time, he was lying in a pool of blood, but he didn't care about this. He stared straight at the direction where Senior Brother Chen was gradually moving away. When he turned around, he still looked concerned, making his body feel warm, which gradually became cold.

"Senior Brother Chen didn't wave his hand to say goodbye until the end. It seemed that he was really angry. He had never been angry with me before..." The young man surnamed Fan finally lay on the ground and murmured to himself, letting the mist brush across his body.

When the formation light cover disappeared, the enchanting woman surnamed Zhao rushed in first, but did not show Yun Yifei and others, but met several people who were extremely disgusted by him. First, he had a low eyebrows and drooping eyes and a vulgar face. This person's name is Cheng Wentong, and he has been entangled with her, but due to her background, he could not offend him, which made him really depressed.

A woman surnamed Zhao practiced in a small sect with little power. Near her sect, there was a medium-sized sect with great strength and always wanted to annex their sect. If their sect had not inherited the formation arts and could still be used by that sect, she would probably have been destroyed and inherited directly.

After several pressure negotiations from the top leaders, their sect had no choice but to incorporate into the medium-sized sect. Although the benefits were better than before, they always felt inferior to this relatively large sect. Of course, there were also those sect monks who sang them before, and they could tolerate them as much as possible.

Cheng Wentong is a cultivator of the medium-sized sect, with a similar cultivation level, but his uncle is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Therefore, Cheng Wentong is very good at these low-level cultivators, domineering and bullying the weak. Although he is ugly, he is romantic by nature. By chance, he met this woman surnamed Zhao and fell in love with her at first sight and often entangled her.

The woman surnamed Zhao already had a crush on someone, and was a senior brother in this sect. The two of them were also in love. After several entanglements of Cheng Wentong, there was finally a conflict. The senior brother started with him and finally taught Cheng Wentong a lesson.

This was learned by the sect, but after asking the reason, he did not investigate it deeply due to Uncle Cheng Wentong. Although the woman surnamed Zhao and her senior brother had complaints, they could do nothing, but not long after that, her senior brother was accidental when he went out and was beheaded among the barren mountains.

Although the woman surnamed Zhao suspected that it was Cheng Wentong's actions, there was no evidence and no one decided to investigate it. She had to give up. After that, Cheng Wentong had been entangled many times, and she had to endure it and had to stay in simplicity. This way, she tried to avoid entanglement as much as possible.

Even so, he couldn't help but think about Cheng Wentong. On the way back from the market, a woman named Zhao was intercepted by Cheng Wentong and her gang. After a big fight, she was captured. Several people were captured in a stone cave in the deep mountain, and were caught by Cheng Wentong and others for several days.

Later, the woman surnamed Zhao changed her temperament greatly. She was dressed in charming clothes and bold in nature to hide her fragility. Cheng Wentong and others did not come to bother her again, but occasionally she would have a few frivolous words. It was just right for her to be so undisturbed that she could concentrate on her practice.

At this time, the woman surnamed Zhao was very disgusted when she saw Cheng Wentong and others, but she was not afraid. She twisted her waist and walked forward generously. However, she saw several people laughing at her and her words were vulgar. She even told the story of the lustful people in the cave over the past few days. The meticulousness was unpleasant, which made her return to the cave that made her tremble all over fear.

(End of this chapter)
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