After reading the mind of Sword and Spirit, I brought all the grievances in my family and went crazy

Chapter 290 Tragic
Tang Yanchu accepted the blood butterfly and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Ruan Qiao also headed in the direction of Kunwu Mountain.

When we were going down the mountain, the glazed flowers on Kunwu Mountain were in full bloom. From time to time on the hilltop on the left, there was the sound of explosions of the fourth senior brother refining weapons, and then there were the shouts and curses of the third senior brother. The second senior sister was not too busy, and every time It was very lively when we came back. The senior brother stayed on the top of the mountain picking manure and raising flowers every day. He was very comfortable and comfortable.

But now, it's a scorched earth.

As soon as Ruan Qiao reached the top of the mountain, there was a blast of freezing cold air behind him, and the sword's intention was rising with the wind, and it was murderous.

She swung a sword with her backhand, and the cold blade buzzed.

After the aftermath of the spiritual power dissipated, Ruan Qiao saw clearly the young man standing in the ruins.

Si Qing was dressed in black with a white filial piety belt around his waist. He held a long knife and pointed it in the direction of Ruan Qiao. His eyes were red and he asked in a trembling voice,
"Who are you!"

Ruan Qiao looked at the haggard appearance of the young man, combined with the ruins on Kunwu Mountain, and his mood suddenly sank.

"It's me, where are the third and fourth senior brothers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Qing's red eyes were filled with tears as if they were broken. He turned around and looked back, his voice was hoarse.
"It's all there."

In the hut not far away, there were two coffins, and inside the two coffins, there were two people lying. Maybe there was some secret method to maintain them. Their bodies were still intact, but their breath was gone.

When she first came out of Senluo Hell, she felt tragic and angry when she saw the geniuses of the human race who died on the battlefield. However, she did not see her relatives or friends there, so she was still lucky. The fourth senior brother was usually unreliable. , but the 'person' in his body will protect him at critical moments. Although the third senior brother's cultivation is not enough, he has always tried his best to save his life.

When she was in Chang'an City, she heard about Ye Chuyi's death in battle and Xian Qing's martyrdom, but she didn't see it with her own eyes. Even if she lied to herself, there was always room for change.

But now, on Kunwu Mountain, there was a scorched earth, and she saw the coffins of her two senior brothers.

It was only a dozen steps from the clearing to the coffin under the thatched shed, but Ruan Qiao seemed to have walked half a lifetime. "what's going on?"

She heard her own hoarse voice ring out.

Then, it was Si Qing’s,
"After the formation was broken that day, my two senior brothers and I evacuated with Mu Junze and the others. But when we reached the border, we found that another large formation covered the Canglan Sea area, and we couldn't get out."

"Mu Junze immediately led the disciples of Tianji Pavilion to set up a defensive array to protect the injured disciples. The fourth senior brother and Senior Sister Song of Tianyin Sect led the disciples to make elixirs for healing."

"And I, Third Senior Brother and I were assigned to the exploration team."

A large formation is set up, which is difficult to break through for a while, so one cannot sit still and wait for death.

Moreover, in that case, they intuitively knew that the demons would have another move.

Therefore, he, his third senior brother, and several disciples of the Taixu Sword Sect split up to explore ways to survive.

But just half an hour after they left, the demon army arrived.

When they returned, the defense line they had set up was broken, and more than 3,000 people in total died, with less than 100 dead.

And the remaining people were all seriously injured.

Fourth Senior Brother's Tai Chi red gold fire was burning brightly, as if it had given him a layer of golden light, and his whole body was covered in blood, as if he were a Shura.

Blue blood and red blood intertwined and eventually burned to ashes.

He summoned another version of himself, desperately guarding the others.