Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 9
Mo Dao Juechen fell from the clouds and landed in the desert of the Western Regions, his hometown.

In a daze, he turned back into a baby, and was placed by his father at the mouth of the Huoyan Mountain.

Blazing flames flowed under his feet, endless wind and sand blew the valley, hunger and fear made him cry loudly.

"Whoa~ Whoa~"

A group of patrolling soldiers came from a distance.

"Who put the baby here?"

"It's the Emperor of Swords. He has placed his son here for three days and three nights, and the child is still alive."

"What a monster!"

"That's right, there was an explosion yesterday, and purple flames continued to spew out from here."

"Strange, why did the Sword Emperor abuse his son like this?"

"What you don't know is that if you want to practice Fengmo Sword, you can only use this extreme training method to trap yourself in the sandstorm, and after a hundred days without eating or drinking, you can integrate with the desert."

The group left after speaking, leaving the baby in the valley.

Hundred days...

Mo Dao Juechen woke up: "This is my lost memory? Why did it appear again?"

The flames at the bottom of his feet were still flowing as they were thousands of years ago, and the wind and sand in the valley had not diminished, but his father and clan were all killed.

Mo Dao Juechen stood up and walked towards the ruins of the palace.

At the end of the ruins is a tall tomb made of stones, where the bones of the father and all the clansmen are buried.

That day, when he came back from a long journey, his home was no longer there, only piles of white bones.

Sitting in front of the tomb, Mo Dao Juechen took out two leaves from his pocket, put them in his mouth and blew them. The sound of the leaf flute echoed in the desert, and countless grains of sand were his audience.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Jiechen, I knew you were here."

"It's you."

The person who walked in front of him was Yu Bufan.

"For someone as loyal as me, how could he have a friend like you who left without saying goodbye?"

"Feel sorry."

Mo Dao Juechen couldn't explain it, he promised to join Tianxia Feng Dao and fight Luo Hou with Yu Bufan, who knew that a fight with Xiao Rixiu would send him back to the desert.

The desert is also Yu Bufan's hometown. They grew up together, practicing knives, and became best friends.

Later, Yu Bufan's father joined Tianxia Fengdao, and their family moved to the Central Plains. It was not until something happened in the desert that Modao Juechen went to the Central Plains to find the murderer, and the two of them met again.

"Don't join Tianxia Fengdao."

Yu Bufan, who always loves cleanliness, sat on the gravel with him.

"What happened?"

"Well, I discovered the chairman's secret, and I don't know what kind of person the chairman is."

Sword Promise?

A handsome man, Mo Dao Juechen thought in his heart.

Yu Bufan was distressed for a long time, and resolutely said: "Jiechen, I want to investigate the chairman again, and this time I will thoroughly investigate."

"Ah."

"Is the murderer who killed your people Xiao Rixiu?"

Previously, based on the knife marks left by the bones, Mo Dao Juechen went to ask the owner of Fengyou for advice, and the answer given by the owner of Fengyou was Crazy Sword.

Because of this, Mo Dao Juechen fought with Xiao Riyu several times, but Xiao Riyu was crazy and could not be confirmed.

Coupled with the strange incident that happened between the two of them in the ancient vein of Panlong, Mo Dao Juechen was even more uncertain.

"I don't know."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Yu Bufan smiled and said, "It's too hot here, it might as well rain."

Yu Bufan unfolded the green bamboo fan in his hand, used his finger as a pen, wrote the word "Lin", and then threw the fan into the air.

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered and thunder roared.

Rain, crashing.

Splashing a happy and sad song, Junwen has no return date, and the night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.

"Find a place to shelter from the rain, you idiot."

Mo Dao Juechen ran with Yu Bufan to avoid the rain, and his mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Jiechen, do you think Luo Hou will come to settle accounts with you?"

"It's time to decide the outcome."

The last time Luo Hou was besieged, it was not so much that Mo Dao Juechen was for the righteous side, but rather that he wanted to avenge Yu Bufan's sister.

"I feel that Luohu has changed a little after this resurrection."

"Ok?"

"It's just a feeling, how can someone as smart as me have a friend as stupid as you."

During the discussion between the two, Luo Hou had already returned to Tiandu.

Huang Quan was very dissatisfied with him going out to watch the excitement alone: ​​"Why am I staying here to watch Haozi again?"

"Do you think Xuxu will take care of Shaohao?"

Xu Xu heard: "I can take care of the young master."

"It's none of your business."

Soon, Suzhen came to the door.

"Mr. Wu, luckily, this is the Daolong battle robe you want."

"The Su sage once said that what is not to be taken away from others."

"Hey, Chairman Dao insisted on giving this to Su, but Su was disrespectful."

After his eloquence, Luo Hou once again admired Dabing's face, he nodded, and Huang Quan came out to take Daolong's shirt.

"Is it the blood of the mysterious female?"

"Exactly."

Luo Hou thought for a while and asked, "Su Xianren is sure that the blood of Xuan Mi can kill the Buddha's body? Are you not afraid that this is a conspiracy by the evil spirits?"

Su Zhenzhen is very confident about this: "I have confirmed through many parties that there is no mistake in using Xuan Min to break Xuan Min."

"I will draw blood for you tonight."

"Thank you Wu Jun."

"You wait for me in the deer park."

"Sumou resigns, please."

"Please."

After Su Zhenzhen left, Huang Quan said angrily, "You really want to do things for them because of such a rag?"

"Not for them, but for ourselves."

"What do you mean?"

"Buddha's karma can't be eradicated, and the four realms of suffering will be extinguished, and the four realms will become one. At that time, all the evil spirits will run around the streets. Are you willing to face the faces of human beings, or do you want to see those ugly evil spirits?"

Huang Quan was silent.

"You go with me."

"Finally willing to take me."

Midnight.

A round of bright moon hangs high, shining on the land in a foreign land.

Luo Hou took Huang Quan to the narrow road Tianguan where the misery and extinction were connected, where there were piles of rocks, the terrain changed rapidly, and the space was distorted.

"Huang Quan, wait for me here."

Huang Quan tightly held the Silver Moon Gun in his hand: "I won't let anyone get close to this place."

"It's not that serious, you can see the moon here."

Luo Hou stepped towards the narrow road and Tianguan, and sighed secretly: "I'm sorry for the Buddha's karma. They are not of my race. Their hearts must be different, and their bodies must be punished."

He circulated the magic element in his body, and in an instant, the clouds and waves surged, and the bright moon was dark.

"Drink~"

Luo Hou pushed his energy to the peak, causing a change in the sky, and four hurricanes pierced the sky. He flew up and pushed his palms outward.

The narrow road and the sky slowly parted.

"Where I am going, gods and demons are hard to stop."

As soon as Xiongli was mentioned, the earth rose into the sky, forming several huge mountain peaks.Then, a boundless pulling force broke through the obstacles of the realm, and pulled back the Miejing that had been pushed away.

The two worlds of suffering and destruction finally coincide.

Luo Hou didn't stop, and rushed straight down along the reopened narrow passageway.

(End of this chapter)