"Xiaoyang, Xiaoyang, it's time to eat."

"This is yours." He Baiyu secretly handed a large blue and white porcelain bowl to Luo Tianyang, and deliberately winked into the rice bowl.

Luo Tianyang took the big bowl, and a duck leg bone was exposed under a pile of green vegetables.

The bowls of the other waiters were nothing more than potatoes, shredded pork, and vegetables. They still ate happily with the white soup. As long as you have a home, everything you eat will taste delicious.

"Miss, I would like to take a leave tonight." Luo Tianyang's eyes were a little moist as he held the rice bowl. He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Huh?" He Baiyu blinked and didn't react for a while.

"Today is the first half of the month, and I want to go see my parents." Luo Tianyang continued.

He Baiyu naturally knew that Luo Tianyang's parents had died. It was a morning after the rain three years ago. His father opened the door of the inn and found a young man lying in the mud on the ground, covered in blood, so he took him in and kept him.

It has been almost three years since I started working as a busboy in an inn.

"Okay, okay, then go ahead. I'll tell dad that you went to Daxing City to purchase goods." He Baiyu bared her teeth. She seemed to have forgotten where she went during the day, and walked out of the back room triumphantly.

, anyway, she is used to lying like this.

"Hey, Luo Tianyang, why do you think the lady is so nice to you?" Several of the waiters couldn't stand it anymore and teased Luo Tianyang with winks.

"Why do you tell me? Of course the lady is interested in Xiao Yangyang!" A waiter who was eating a lot of rice winked at them inarticulately.

"Come on, I think you haven't been taught enough by Miss, and you're still here smiling." Wang Xiao scolded them angrily with a straight face, but he actually felt quite uncomfortable in his heart.

He knew it was jealousy, but he couldn't control himself from being jealous of Luo Tianyang.

He watched He Baiyu leave the back room and walk towards the room on the second floor. The guest room and the master bedroom were both on the second floor. However, no one was staying tonight, and there were only a few of them in the entire inn.

Wang Xiao put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, sighed softly, walked to the door, closed the door of the inn, and pressed a wooden stick against the door frame from the inside.

"Yes, Tianyang, the young lady is so kind to you, and even stood up for you in public today, don't you have the slightest impulse to pledge yourself to me?" A waiter who had a good relationship with Luo Tianyang put his hands on each other's back.

Putting it on Luo Tianyang's neck.

Luo Tianyang didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and looked at the rice bowl in his hand. For some reason, he felt a trace of sadness in his heart. A drop of crystal tears slipped silently into the bowl, but the group of guys who were laughing and making fun of him didn't see it.

He Baiyu had just stepped onto the second floor, and before he turned around and walked to his bedroom, he felt a cool breeze blowing behind him, as if a thief had entered the inn.

But what thief would be so ignorant that he would target a poor inn in the middle of nowhere?

He Baiyu didn't think so much. As an immortal cultivator, she turned around subconsciously. The white cloth shoes under her feet slid gently on the ground in an arc. The hem of her skirt was flying like white butterflies flying in the air. Her white jade hands were clenched into a fist and facing towards her.

After getting up, he hammered hard.

This is the Seven Star Boxing that her father taught her. The boxing technique is known for its speed and is most suitable for girls to practice. This may be the reason why He Baiyu is so lively and active on weekdays.

At the same level, few people could react to her sudden seven-star punch.

But the thief reacted. He calmly reached out and held He Baiyu's small fist.

"Why is it you, dad?" He Baiyu took a closer look and realized that the sneaky man in front of him turned out to be his father.

He Shuang didn't know when he came back. He Baiyu had always been in the lobby, but he never saw him come back. He seemed to have jumped off the roof.

He Shuang looks very young, only in his early thirties, with a mustache, plump lips and sharp eyebrows, and an imposing manner. In fact, he is already in his forties. He usually has a pleasant face and a smile, but now he is frowning.

Frowning.

Since her mother's death, He Baiyu rarely saw his father worried about anything.

"Hurry up and ask Wang Xiao and the others to clean up and bow, and we'll leave here immediately." He Shuang said urgently, letting go of He Baiyu's hand.

"Leave here? Why?" He Baiyu was shocked, and the fist he waved was still in the air. As long as she could remember, they had been staying at Yuelai Inn for more than ten years, and they had never left here. They left this place

They all regard it as home, and so does He Baiyu.

"Well, you were too young to remember that time ten years ago. At that time, a group of bandits first came to Qinggu City, but they were driven away by the city lord of Qinggu City. Their bandit leader was very unwilling to leave, and passed by our Yuelai along the way.

The inn wanted to take advantage of the situation, but I drove him away. Three years ago, I heard that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage. I thought he would come back for revenge, but I didn't expect that he disappeared one night. Today I went to the city

We got the news that he is back, so we’d better leave here for the time being and avoid the limelight.”

"Nascent Soul stage? Dad, aren't you also Nascent Soul? Why are you afraid of him?" He Baiyu was a little confused. It was the first time she saw He Shuang so panicked.

"What do you know? The mental method I cultivated is only a second-rate high-grade yellow grade, but the leader of the robbers cultivated an ordinary grade Xuan-grade. Although it is only one level behind, it is a huge difference. Back then, he was just

He is a golden elixir, and now that he has entered Yuanying, I am definitely no match for him." He Shuang frowned,

"That's it." He Baiyu was stunned, and immediately turned around to leave, but suddenly remembered something and stopped again.

"But dad, Xiaoyang has gone out and it will take a while before he can come back."

"What, ugh! Why did you let him out at this time!" He Shuang sighed, lowering his head as if in deep thought, "I can't wait for him anymore, let's go first. I just hope that Luo Tianyang is alert and can detect anything unusual in the store."

"Ah, dad!" He Baiyu obviously didn't want to leave Luo Tianyang alone.

"Go quickly!" He Shuang reprimanded sternly. At the moment, he no longer cared about He Baiyu's thoughts. As the head of the family, he must think about everyone's safety.

"Oh." He Baiyu was a little disappointed. She turned around, her clear pupils flickering.

"dawn

Brother, go pack your things quickly, we are going soon..." He Baiyu hurried downstairs and saw Wang Xiao who was about to return to the back room after closing the door, and loudly relayed to him what his father said.

"Where do you want to go?"

Before He Baiyu could walk down the steps, the closed door was suddenly opened, and the wooden board used to hold the door was cut in half.

Several dark-skinned men in coarse clothes rushed in, each holding a sharp ax and a sword, and holding a torch in his left hand. They lined up in two rows, as if they were welcoming someone.

"Who are you and what are you doing? We are already closed!"

Wang Xiao looked at the group of people who suddenly broke in in surprise. Although they were aggressive, he still yelled loudly and righteously, but he didn't know that this group of people was even more vicious than the three official servants in the evening.

He Shuang secretly said something bad, but his face remained calm.

I saw a burly man swaggering into the door surrounded by a group of minions, with a lewd smile on his face.

This person is none other than Li Ba, who killed Luo Qingsong's family outside Qinggu City three years ago!

What He Shuang didn't know was that Li Bazao was colluding with the officials in Qinggu City, and they were going to join forces to demolish the Yuelai Inn without leaving a single tile behind!

As for He Shuang and his party, the life and death of immortal cultivators is not at the mercy of the police, so they don't care at all.

Li Ba smiled and waved his hand, and the minions behind him closed the door of Yuelai Inn for him, as if the inn had really rested.

In front of a small hill three miles away, Luo Tianyang was kneeling there, looking at the stone tablet in front of him.

In front of the tombstone was a small stove with tributes placed on it. The strange thing was that these tributes were not brought by Luo Tianyang.

The fruit was fresh and plump, as if it had just been bought. Sniffling, the pastry exuded a faint fragrance.

There was still incense ashes in front of the grave. Luo Tianyang reached out and touched it. It was still hot, indicating that the person who burned the incense and paper money came today.

In the past three years, someone would offer incense and tribute to Luo Qingsong and others every year. Although he didn't know who it was, Luo Tianyang was very grateful to him.

"I'm sorry, dad, mom, sister, General Li, for disturbing your rest." Luo Tianyang kowtowed deeply to the grave in front of him.

He immediately took out the backpack beside him, which contained a shovel.

He dug up the ground diligently. The grave was buried very deep, and he dug very deep until he saw a purple-black dagger over a foot long.

This knife was a gift given to him by Li Ziliang. That night he buried the knife with their corpses, as if he were burying his weak self.

Today he took out the knife because he wanted to use it for revenge.

It's not that he doesn't know what He Baiyu means to him, it's just that his heart is filled with hatred and can no longer tolerate others.

What happens after he takes revenge? Will He Baiyu still like him? Like a person with blood on his hands?

Luo Tianyang didn't think about it because he knew that he had to take revenge.

Luo Tianyang did not stay too long. He held the short knife and embarked on the way back. As he walked on the road, he was thinking, when revenge is avenged, will he leave Yuelai Inn, or will he continue to stay there as if nothing happened?

Where should he go to seek revenge against those bandits? Thinking of this, Luo Tianyang held the short knife in his hand tighter.

Before I knew it, I had returned to the inn. The inn was extremely lonely at night, and there was no one around within a radius of two miles.

It's just that today's inn seems a little unusual, the lights in the room are still on. It stands to reason that late at night, the frugal Wang Xiao would only turn on the door light and an oil lamp in the back room, and would not leave the lights in the lobby on for so long, but today

But it was extremely abnormal. Was it because the eldest lady was waiting for him to come back, so she didn't let Wang Xiao turn off the lights?

Luo Tianyang's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he walked forward quickly.

The door was closed tightly, and someone seemed to be talking inside, accompanied by bursts of breathing. It was not Wang Xiao or He Shuang, and it was a very unfamiliar voice.

"Ah, ah, this little girl is pretty good-looking and pretty, but her breasts are too small and her body is already hard. It would be fun to play with her if she was bouncing around!"

"Come on, it would be nice to have a corpse to play with. You have to thank the boss for leaving us a whole corpse. This girl is too hot-tempered. I'm afraid you won't be able to stand being alive and kicking, hee hee hee." A lewd voice came from inside.

The laughter made Luo Tianyang panic.

"It's a pity that the little girl in the village at the foot of Banxian Mountain two days ago was so beautiful. A big girl like a flower was burned by the boss, and even her warmth was gone."

Little girl, lively and hot-tempered.

Luo Tianyang only had these few words left in his mind. He seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't dare to guess. He was afraid, he was angry, and he stretched out his hand, not knowing how to open the door in front of him.

He hoped that he heard it wrong or that he was overthinking it. He hoped that when he opened the door, Wang Xiao was instructing the waiters to clean the tables, He Baiyu was cheering them hard on the side, and the shopkeeper He Shuang stood in front of the counter, counting

With today's income.

But when he opened the door, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him, including a burly man who walked out of the back hall, holding half a roasted pig in his hand and chewing on it.

Luo Tianyang finally saw everything in front of him. Wang Xiao fell to the ground, staring at him, holding a broken bowl in his hand, with a big knife stuck in his body, and the pool of blood under his body had solidified.

He Shuang leaned against the cash box, covering his chest with his hands, his head hanging tightly, obviously lifeless, and the other clerks also fell to the ground, dying miserably.

And what about He Baiyu, that cute, lively, eldest lady of the He family?

She was placed on two tables put together. There was bright red blood at the corner of her mouth. Her cherry-colored lips looked so moving and quiet. Luo Tianyang had never thought she was so beautiful. The white clothes on her body had long been torn.

, leaving only the mouth-watering snow-white skin. The slender thighs were stiffly bent, and although the figure was not uneven, it still looked particularly tempting.

The two robbers were lying on her body, with their lower bodies exposed, and their faces were full of ecstasy. When they saw Luo Tianyang suddenly opening the door, they were stunned for a moment, and they quickly lifted up their pants.

Fortunately, she was already dead when she was raped. Luo Tianyang could only comfort himself in this way.

But he couldn't suppress the anger surging in his heart.

These damn beasts!

You should have died long ago!

A voice roared in his ears like an angry lion.

"Oh, there is still a fish that slipped through the net." Li Ba threw the roasted suckling pig that he had not finished eating on the table, and the oily fish splashed everywhere.

"Tell me about you, why are you so unlucky? There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you just rush in! If you don't come back today, wouldn't you have escaped?" Li Ba sighed.

, it’s really ridiculous that he, a former bandit, actually recited two sentences before killing someone.

"Really? Don't you recognize me? Didn't you always want to kill me three years ago?" Luo Tianyang smiled coldly, and he slowly raised the short knife in his hand.

"Three years ago?" Li Ba originally just wanted to quickly get rid of the thin-looking kid in front of him so that he could continue to eat his spoils, but now he suddenly became interested in what he said.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the little boy in front of him carefully. His clumsy brain was recalling rapidly. In the end, he shook his head because he had killed too many people.

"Three years ago, outside Qinggu City, you massacred the governor's family!" Luo Tianyang shouted angrily. He did not expect that Li Ba had already forgotten the massacre of his family that night.

"Oh, it turns out you are the remnant. I was still regretting that I couldn't kill you last time. I didn't expect you to show up today." Li Ba sneered, "Why, could it be that you still want to take the place of your parents?"

revenge?"

"Hahaha." Luo Tianyang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He had been waiting for this day for too long. He was worried about where to find Li Ba, but he didn't expect him to come to the door himself.

"Touch!" Luo Tianyang slowly walked into the door, and another gust of wind blew from the outside in.

Luo Tianyang pulled out the short knife in his hand. Li Ba didn't know that Luo Tianyang was no longer the defenseless child in the woods outside Qinggu City three years ago. He had already entered the golden elixir. Although he was not as good as Yuanying, he was

He holds in his hand the most powerful mental method in the world.

"Sword rules the eight wastelands." He softly spat out four words in response to the malice filling the room.

The wind blows and the leaves fall, and the dust disperses. The short sword in Luo Tianyang's hand is shattered to pieces. This is just a mortal sword, how can it withstand such a powerful fairy magic!

After this move, Luo Tianyang was completely weakened. His lips were slightly purple and his whole body was weak, but he had already rushed towards the girl's body.

Luo Tianyang looked at the miserable girl in front of him. Her snow-white skin had been scratched to pieces by this group of bandits, and her whole body was covered with shocking blood spots.

He couldn't bear to look any further, so he took off his clothes and covered her up.

That night, there was a full moon. The bright moonlight shone in the dark forest, and a boy walked silently with a girl in his arms for a long, long way.

He remembered all He Baiyu's kindness to him. He mended his clothes, hid things for him to eat, and when he was watching the stars alone on the rafters at night, He Baiyu would quietly accompany him behind him.

She thought he didn't know, but in fact Luo Tianyang always knew that she was behind him, silently accompanying him, but he didn't dare to accept this heavy love.

Only when people lose something can they learn to cherish it, right?

Luo Tianyang placed He Baiyu in front of his parents' grave. He used his fingers to carve her name on the stone tablet. The pain on his fingertips and the blood left behind made him feel that he was still alive.

He Baiyu, as white and flawless as beautiful jade.

Tears fell violently from the corners of his eyes, falling in big drops on the newly renovated soil.

Luo Tianyang looked at the several tombstones in front of him, his eyes passing over the names one by one.

Suddenly, he laughed, and laughed so wildly that it was so heartbreaking that even the jackdaws at night did not dare to call at him.

"My revenge is not over yet, there is still one person, there is another person." Suddenly, he stopped laughing and looked at the bright moon. In his eyes, the moon was gradually turning scarlet.

Yu Ziqing, why didn't you kill them that night? I hate you. I hate you for making me lose everything. One day, I will call you.

Life is worse than death! He roared in his heart.

A few hours later, a white figure staggered walking under the moonlight.

He was holding a sword and had been walking for a long time, and his eyes were bloodshot, but he was still moving forward, like a walking corpse.

The stubble on his chin spoke of his master's slovenliness and laziness.

He kicked open the door of Yuelai Inn and was suddenly stunned when he saw the bloody scene in front of him. He came with anger, but his eyes were full of despair at this moment.

He came for Li Ba, but Li Ba was already dead. I don't know who killed him. I only saw that his head and body had been separated, and his pupils were full of shock and unwillingness.

Just like the man in white in front of him, he angrily thrust the ice-blue sword in his hand into Li Ba's fat belly. He seemed to be still unsatisfied, pulling it out, inserting it again, pulling it out and inserting it again.

Even though the blood had solidified, and even though Li Ba could no longer feel the pain, he still stubbornly vented.

The psychic sword in his hand hummed and screamed, as if it was contaminated with this dirty blood.

Finally, the man got tired. He let go of the sword that was still stuck on the corpse, staggered to the counter, reached for a bottle of wine, and drank from it. The wine wet his clothes, but he didn't care.

One pot was not enough, so he broke the jar and took another pot, one pot after another. There was no one else in the inn, and all the wine belonged to him.

The clear wine flowed down his throat, and he didn't know if it flowed into his stomach. His stomach was like a bottomless pit, and it could not fill the empty atrium of his heart.

Until his eyes became blurred, he finally got tired and groped his way to sit on the open space full of corpses, looking at the full moon outside the house and muttering to himself.

"What's the use of being number one on the gold list? I'm number one in the world, but I've lost you!"
Chapter completed!