At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The young man was drunk and lying quietly on the floor in a desolate and dilapidated inn.

"Hahaha!" In a desolate and dilapidated inn, a drunken boy in a green shirt was lying quietly on the floor.

"Xiao Chuhe, Xiao Chuhe, how can you redress Uncle Wang and find Ruolin in this state? It doesn't matter if you enter the free and easy heaven. You are still useless." The boy kept mumbling, drunken.

The autumn night was slightly cool, and the broken inn was whirring in the evening breeze.

The boy had a miserable smile on his lips, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and slowly poured it into his mouth.

How could he be worthy of the name Xiao Chuhe now?

It's over, everything is over...

After leaving the valley, Xiao Ruolin suddenly felt a little hesitant. Did he change the ending?

Although Langya Wangshu didn't die, he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and didn't want to enter the world again.

And how could he deal with those eunuchs of the previous dynasty, those cunning old foxes with conspiracy?

Even Langya Wangshu was forced to die, what could he change?

Perhaps, living like this is also a choice?

Yes, why struggle, why make yourself so tired.

Xiao Ruolin stepped on the flying sword and slowly fell down.

But if he didn't struggle, he would never see his mother again, and he would never see the person he wanted to see again.

Why should he be afraid of them? They are obviously the pests hiding in the dark side of Beili, why should he be afraid?

Is it that giving him a second life is just to let him live?

No!

Suddenly, an inexplicable anger arose in Xiao Ruolin's heart.

This anger quickly swept through his brain, from hatred to disgust, and finally to resentment.

His white hair fluttered without wind, and the murderous aura on his body was looming.

Suddenly, several black shadows flashed in the forest and gradually surrounded him.

Xiao Ruolin frowned slightly, and when his palm turned, a cold long sword was already in his hand, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

Several black shadows stopped and revealed their true appearance. They were a group of masked black-clothed people.

Seeing these people, Xiao Ruolin narrowed his eyes suddenly and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

In the blink of an eye, in just a few breaths, dozens of black-clothed people stood on the surrounding treetops.

Their faces were solemn, and they exuded a faint murderous intent, but this murderous intent was very faint and difficult to detect.

"This place is extremely desolate and sparsely populated. Why are you here?" One of the leaders shouted and questioned.

The other party's attitude was very arrogant, and it seemed that he did not take Xiao Ruolin seriously.

"I'm free to go anywhere, what does it have to do with you?" Xiao Ruolin said indifferently.

"Humph!" The leader snorted coldly, clenched his right fist, and raised his hand: "So arrogant, it must be another scout sent by Dark River, kill!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding black shadows moved lightly, and the whole body turned into a residual shadow.

Is this like Lingbo Weibu?

Xiao Ruolin frowned slightly.

Before Xiao Ruolin could think more, dozens of black shadows had already attacked him, and all kinds of tricky and strange moves instantly disrupted his position, making him clumsy and exhausted.

The long sword and the long knife drew silver light in the air, directly attacking Xiao Ruolin's vitals.

Xiao Ruolin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, holding the sword in his right hand, and his body suddenly jumped up, and the long sword danced into a sword rain, blocking all the attacks of the black-clothed man.

However, the black-clothed man failed to attack, and his feet were erratic and he withdrew.

He had already determined that the light skill used by this group of people was Lingbo Weibu.

So, he also used Lingbo Weibu.

The leader saw that Xiao Ruolin was also using the same martial arts, and a trace of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

He raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!"

Instantly, the black-clothed people around him put away their weapons in unison and looked at Xiao Ruolin with burning eyes.

Xiao Ruolin also stopped his movements and stood proudly on the spot with a sword.

The leader was silent for a while, and said: "What class of killer are you? Tell me your name quickly!"

"Class? Killer?" Xiao Ruolin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing Xiao Ruolin stunned and not answering, the leader spoke again: "Why do you know the light skill of my Juhun Pavilion? If you are a killer in the pavilion, please tell me the killer's class and life quickly to avoid accidental injury."

He had never seen such a white-haired person with a peerless face in the organization.

This elegant young man shouldn't be unknown in the organization.

It's not that he has a good memory, but the Soul Binding Pavilion has only had a hundred people since its establishment, and they are all familiar with each other.

"I don't have a class." Xiao Ruolin shook his head.

The leader was about to

Angry, but heard Xiao Ruolin said uncertainly: "My name is Xiao Ruolin, maybe perhaps you should have heard of this name."

"Xiao..." The leader's expression suddenly changed, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, respectfully shouting: "The Earth-level killer of the Soul-Binding Pavilion, Ye Changlin pays homage to the Pavilion Master!"

The rest of the people knelt down one after another, shouting: "Meet the Pavilion Master!"

The sound was deafening, and the birds and beasts fled in fear.

This scene shocked Xiao Ruolin. These people were all strangers. Could it be that Lao Jiang and the others had accepted new people in the two years when he was unconscious?

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Xiao Ruolin waved his hand and said: "Everyone, stand up, why do you have to do this big ceremony."

Everyone looked at each other. Except for Elder Jiang in the organization, the other twelve leaders were all cold and aloof.

However, the Pavilion Master they talked about was so humble and polite.

This is really, really an honor!

Everyone stood up and looked at Xiao Ruolin with the eyes of an idol.

Xiao Ruolin felt the hot gazes of the crowd, and his whole body froze. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Everyone, should we find a place to sit down and talk first?"

Ye Changlin was the first to react, patted his forehead, and hurried to lead the way: "Master, please come this way!"

Xiao Ruolin nodded, Ye Changlin told the others, and then led Xiao Ruolin to their organization site.

Xiao Ruolin never thought that the headquarters of the Soul Binding Pavilion was in a desolate forest, and the entrance and exit were next to an inconspicuous tree stump.

Ye Changlin bowed slightly, then walked to the stump, first looked around according to the rules, and saw that there was no outsider, and suddenly hammered the stump.

Boom!

The ground suddenly shook, and the originally flat ground suddenly cracked, and a deep and dark entrance came into view.

Next to the entrance, there were three crooked characters, the Soul-binding Pavilion...

What ugly characters! Xiao Ruolin's eyes were split open.

Such ugly characters must have been written by Ah Da!

"Pavilion Master, please!" Ye Changlin held out his hand.

Xiao Ruolin couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and followed Ye Changlin in.

Ye Changlin led Xiao Ruolin to walk slowly inward along the dark passage. Every ten meters or so, there was an oil lamp hanging on the top.

Walking in the narrow and dark passage, Xiao Ruolin hugged his shoulders and couldn't help looking around.

It looked a bit like an ancient tomb. Soon, the two reached the end.

This spacious and deep corridor extended downward in a spiral shape, and the bottom was pitch black, which was frightening.

Walking through the spiral corridor, a huge and magnificent ancient stone gate came into view.

I don't know where they got this stone gate, it looks quite real.

Xiao Ruolin couldn't help but complain.

The two stopped in front of the stone gate, and Ye Changlin walked forward.

A cold voice came from behind the stone gate: "Today's password!"

Ye Changlin cleared his throat and said solemnly: "I am the Pavilion Master's dog!"

"Puff!" Xiao Ruolin spat out a mouthful of old blood.