In Li Chengfeng's key battle, the eldest brother did not watch the game because in his opinion, no matter the outcome, it was no longer important.

If Li Chengfeng wins, Zangjian Pavilion will become the target of public criticism in the Tiange battle, and there will be no good results; if Li Chengfeng is defeated, Zangjian Pavilion will be completely defeated, and the next Tiange battle will be defeated.

So, for the eldest brother, Zangjian Pavilion is dead and has nothing to do with him.

From the beginning of accepting this result, the senior brother has been in the Wanjian Valley for nearly ten days without leaving the house.

When Ouyang Nan found this place and saw the eldest brother, he was shocked.

Because the man in front of him no longer looks like the senior brother he remembers.

Although the elder brother in the past was not good-looking and was only of medium height, he always had a majesty that could not be slighted. His eyes were bright and his eyes were like torches. At first glance, he looked like a sharp sword or a steel gun, and he had an indomitable demeanor in his spirit.

Even in terms of appearance, he is only a man in his thirties.

But now... the elder brother's eyes were dull, his eyes were turbid and had no divine light, his cheeks were sunken, his skin was yellow, his body was even hunched, and his shoulders were also collapsed. Due to the lack of hygiene for many days, his body was gray, his head was unkempt, and his nails were covered with mud. He was like a farmer in the fields, not like a former acting chief of the Zangjian Pavilion.

"Senior Brother?" Ouyang Nan was shocked. He hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to go up and talk about the senior brother who was kneeling in front of Ling Tian's Thirteen Swords to help him up.

The eldest brother turned his head slightly and glanced at him gently, and Ouyang Nan's steps stopped immediately.

The senior brother Ouyang Nan could not see a trace of desire to survive in his eyes. He suddenly sank in his heart and secretly felt that it was very wrong.

Based on Ouyang Nan's understanding of the senior brother, the senior brother came to worship Lingtian's Thirteen Swords. Most of the time he worshiped in front of the uncle's grave, and finally went to his senior sister to sing a stick of incense. He stayed at the senior sister for a few hours and said a few words quietly.

Ouyang Nan had never seen Ling Tian Thirteen Swords, nor did he see this young senior sister, but he knew that the eldest senior brother loved his senior sister, and he loved deeply and implicitly.

He started late, and when he came, his junior sister had already fallen in love with his junior sister. Everyone knew that they were a couple, and... everyone also saw that the senior brother fell in love with his senior sister, but no one said that, including the senior brother himself, and the senior sister who was loved by the senior brother.

Even when she died, he never spoke up after she died, and even when he went to the grave to worship, he was cautiously avoiding suspicion, fearing that others would see it.

But at this time, the eldest brother was sitting on the grave of his junior sister. He finally stopped hiding anything and finally stopped hiding anything.

Because... I no longer care about life and death, what else can I care about?

The eldest brother didn't say a word, but just looked at Ouyang Nan calmly, without saying a word, but he blocked all Ouyang Nan's thousands of words in his throat and couldn't say it.

"Senior Brother, why do you have to..." Ouyang Nan choked his voice. He felt that the eldest brother was not dead at this time, but he was actually dead.

The eldest brother withdrew his gaze and still stared at his junior sister's tombstone, with a jade plaque swaying gently in his hand.

Ouyang Nanji rarely saw the senior brother taking out this jade token. Only a very rare time did he glance at the senior brother's silent corner and took it out, gently whispering it in his hand, gently stroked it with his fingertips. Once he noticed someone was coming, he would immediately save it, as if it did not exist.

Ouyang Nan felt sad, and he choked and said, "Senior Brother, we have won, don't you... go out and take a look!"

The eldest brother was silent for a while, and finally spoke slowly: "No, he won, we... all lost."

This sentence was filled with puns, and Ouyang Nan felt very heavy in his heart when he heard it.

The eldest brother said not only that in the personal assessment and rating, these old-time monks were wiped out, but all the younger generation of disciples represented by Li Chengfeng were in the limelight. At the same time, the disciples of Zangjian Pavilion, led by Li Chengfeng, successfully seized power in the power struggle of Zangjian Pavilion. Conservative disciples died and died, leaving only the eldest brother alone.

Ouyang Nan said bitterly: "Senior Brother, we lost, but Zangjian Pavilion has not lost yet!"

The eldest brother turned his head slightly and stared at Ouyang Nan. He said, "Zangjian Pavilion is dead. If you don't die today, you will die tomorrow. If you don't die tomorrow, you will die sooner or later."

Ouyang Nan said excitedly: "Senior Brother, don't you feel ashamed if you say such words in front of the Thirteen Swords of Lingtian?"

The senior brother was silent for a moment and said, "Is what I said wrong? I should feel ashamed of it. It was Li Chengfeng, not me!"

Ouyang Nan said bitterly: "Senior Brother, look at how many difficulties and desperate situations we have encountered along the way, but have we all made it through them all the way? Li Chengfeng has created so many miracles, why don't you believe him once!!"

The eldest brother stared at Ouyang Nan and said, "Then why don't you believe me?"

Ouyang Nan smiled sadly: "Senior Brother, we have believed you for more than 20 years..."

The eldest brother suddenly became furious: "Since I have believed me for more than 20 years, why don't you believe me again! Why!!"

Ouyang Nan stared at the senior brother in a deep state, and he said slowly: "Brother... we have already come here all the way. Now we are dead when we advance, and we are dead when we retreat. Why don't we fight for the last time? Even if we lose, we will meet our uncle and uncle in the future, and... the younger sisters, can we tell them with a clear conscience... we have done our best?"

The eldest brother rushed to Ouyang Nan in an instant and picked him up. He was furious and his eyes were covered with bloodshots: "She is not your junior sister!!!"

Ouyang Nan stared at the eyes of the senior brother and said, "Yes, she is your junior sister. But, do you dare to say it? You dare not say it when she is alive, and you dare not say it after she dies. After you dare to go on the future, look at her eyes and tell her, have you fought to the last moment for Zangjian Pavilion?"

The eldest brother was furious and raised his hand and punched Ouyang Nan.

Ouyang Nan looked at the eldest brother calmly without any resistance. He said, "Senior Brother, now you are the only one left in the Zangjian Pavilion, and the Ten Thousand Sword Formation is the only one who can drive the Ten Thousand Sword Formation. Tomorrow, the battle between the Tiange is the battle of life and death of our Zangjian Pavilion! If you come or not, we will fight to the death! If you win, you will be happy, and if you lose, you will be calm!"

After saying that, he stared at the elder brother and stopped talking.

The eldest brother also stared at Ouyang Nan. The anger in his eyes disappeared bit by bit, and his eyes became confused and confused.
Chapter completed!