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

The middle-aged man seemed to be at ease in the face of Zishu's punch.

He gently extended his palm forward and clamped Zishu's fist with one move. The boundless true energy spread out, blowing everyone's hair into a mess.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Such a fierce boxing method, but it has such an unreliable name, what a pity..."

He twisted his right palm and directly removed all of Zishu's strength, then gently pushed Zishu back to his seat.

Zishu was dissatisfied and was about to try again, but was stopped by Xiao Ruolin.

Xiao Ruolin slowly stood up, bowed with both hands, and said respectfully: "Meet the Gun Fairy Senior!"

Gun Fairy!

Zishu suddenly widened his eyes, sat up straight, and showed an excited expression on his face.

No matter how strong the five sword immortals were, they were nothing but passing clouds in his eyes.

But the spear immortal was different. When he was young, he heard about the spear immortal's deeds and regarded him as an idol.

Now that he saw the real person, it was really hard to hide his excitement.

In fact, when the middle-aged man stepped into the inn, Xiao Ruolin recognized him.

After all, he was like a spear, and he brought a sharp spear force as soon as he came in.

This is the world's number one spear user, the spear immortal-Sikong Changfeng!

He may not be as good as the five sword immortals in terms of swordsmanship, but if he talks about spears, he is the number one in the world.

If he talks about second place, no one dares to talk about first place.

Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and praised: "Good boy, you have a good eye."

Xiao Ruolin looked up at the two people peeking outside the door, and chuckled: "I can't think of anyone else who can make the eldest lady and the eldest disciple of Xueyue City willing to be followers, except for the wine fairy Baili Dongjun and the spear fairy Sikong Changfeng."

After hearing this, Sikong Changfeng laughed loudly.

Then, he said loudly to the two people peeking outside the door: "What are you hiding there? They have been discovered."

Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo walked in embarrassedly, lowering their heads and looking embarrassed.

"Dad!" Sikong Qianluo pouted and complained.

As soon as the few people came in, the originally empty seats were basically filled.

As soon as they sat down, Xiao Ruolin went straight to the point: "Senior Spear Fairy, do you understand this painting?"

Sikong Changfeng took the painting and looked at it carefully.

Looking at the landscape and portraits above, his brows showed a bit of solemnity.

Seeing this portrait, how could he forget the cruel hell on earth that year.

In those days, the sky and the earth collapsed, yin and yang were reversed, and day and night alternated.

The whole sky turned blood red, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and boundless killing intent filled every inch of land, as if to devour all the creatures in this world.

Xichu Medicine Man!

A monster who has lost his mind and only knows bloodthirsty killing.

They have no pain, no thinking, and no feelings.

Only killing is left, endless killing.

They are both human and killing monsters, and half human and half creature is the best description of them.

And the portrait of the leader made Sikong Changfeng's brows solemn.

"Dad, what do you know?" Sikong Qianluo asked curiously.

Just looking at the expression on Dad's face, you can tell that this painting is not simple.

Sikong Changfeng collected his thoughts and looked away from the portrait.

He looked at Xiao Ruolin and slowly said, "The person in this painting is a medicine man from Xichu."

He stared at Xiao Ruolin with a faint gaze, especially at the white hair.

Because the sickly white hair was the source of the disaster that year.

"Does this painting have anything to do with me?" Xiao Ruolin asked with a frown.

For some reason, he felt that Sikong Changfeng was hiding something, and the thing he was hiding was related to him.

Everyone focused their attention on Sikong Changfeng, waiting for his answer.

Sikong Changfeng smiled lightly, and did not answer Xiao Ruolin's doubts, but nodded slowly.

The moment Xiao Ruolin stepped into Xueyue City, he attracted his attention.

Han Yi found him as soon as possible after the battle with him, and the two talked all night.

However, in order to verify the suspicion in his heart.

Sikong Changfeng looked at Xiao Ruolin and said slowly, "Can I take a look?"

He didn't say anything clearly, just expressed it vaguely, and no one knew what he wanted to see.

Xiao Ruolin frowned slightly, and also found this little detail that the other party tried to ignore.

In order to clear up the confusion, he nodded and said softly, "Okay!"

"Sorry!" Sikong Changfeng frowned, and then reached out to Xiao Ruolin.

The rat was frightened and his heart was beating wildly.

Sikong

Changfeng opened Xiao Ruolin's shirt and pulled it, revealing the white bones inside.

Sikong Changfeng looked at the white chest, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help being shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. Even he was moved by Xiao Ruolin's skeleton.

"Pavilion...Pavilion Master!" Zishu trembled.

No wonder the Pavilion Master covered the part below the neck with clothes all day long, and no wonder the Pavilion Master never went to the bathhouse with them.

At first he thought the Pavilion Master disliked their group of rough men, but he never thought that the Pavilion Master actually hid such a side.

Lin Mengyao even covered her mouth, trying hard not to cry.

Xiao Ruolin's expression did not change, just looking at the other party calmly, while others were horrified.

Sikong Changfeng closed his collar and opened the cuffs of Xiao Ruolin's arms in disbelief.

The skin withered like the withered grass, revealing the white bones inside. The deep and surging blood vessels were hideous and terrifying.

Sikong Changfeng took a deep breath and suppressed the fluctuations in his heart.

A body without a soul, eyes without pupils, bones devouring people, the Holy Spirit Boy...