A thunderstorm woke up the drowsy old man.

He looked out the window. It was pouring heavily outside. The sound of rain mixed with the thunder, but the house was as quiet as death, as if the heavy rain separated the house from the rest of the world.

"Knock knock knock..." A clear knock on the door suddenly sounded, and the old man was startled.

The knocking on the door echoed, and the old man's heartbeat also rose and fell, as if the knuckles were not knocking on the door, but tapping on his heart.

"Master Li Qian?" A familiar voice sounded at the door. It was the nurse who had been following him.

This relieved him.

The elders in the ancestral land have all gone to the center of the imperial capital to make suggestions for their own business. They have to find a way to deal with the problem of red dragons. They even let go and cooperate with those bastards from the Zhao family. The people who stay in the ancestral land now are not Many, he was too close to the media that day and was burned by the strange purple fire. After returning from Taihang, his body was like a deflated rubber ball, and his life was passing rapidly. Naturally, his medical staff were by his side.

"Open the door." He told the person next to him.

After saying that, he noticed something was wrong. The place where someone should have been standing guard was empty, and there was only the cold air wandering in the room.

He shuddered violently.

"Knock, knock, knock..." The regular knocking on the door started again.

The old man thought of something and his pupils shrank sharply. A man who has lived for a hundred years never takes chances. He could guess that it was the one from the Taihang Mountains who was coming.

He reached out to press the call button, but his wrist, which was like a rotten branch, was gently held by someone.

That life was standing behind the old man, and Li Qian could feel the hot breath hitting his back, as hot as a ball of fire.

He sighed, put his hand back to its original position, and unplugged the infusion tube inserted into the back of his withered hand. Now that the red dragon has come here, it is the end of the world, and he cannot escape. But as the leader of the Li family for decades, A man of power, he doesn't want to face the ancient life in the Taihang Mountains with his current sickly body.

The old man tried to straighten his body, but he was so old that even standing up was difficult.

The dragon-like creature casually moved a chair beside the old man and sat down.

The ferocious red tail swung freely behind him.

"First time meeting, Mr. Li Qian." Li Xi'an greeted.

The old man stared at the terrible life beside him. On his handsome cheeks were the eyes burning with golden candles, and on his forehead were the red horns like ancient trees. The mountain god of Taihang Mountain, Nanzhu. This is the nightmare of all of them, it is this head Creatures crushed the immortal dreams they held in their hands into pieces and turned them into ashes.

The creature is laughing.

The dark golden pupils narrowed slightly, illuminating the outline around the eye sockets.

"He's here after all..." Li Qian's tone was calm, as if he was not the one who was about to die.

"You are very calm." Li Xi'an said.

"But what if I could give you a choice?"

"What?" The old man raised his eyelids.

"One, you die, and the young man lives; the other, the young man dies, and you live. How about that? Isn't it a great deal?"

The old man looked at those golden eyes, as if a poisonous snake had penetrated into his blood vessels, and all the blood in his body had gone cold. The old man exhaled deeply, this creature was testing human nature, like a king overlooking hundreds of scenes in the world. The eyes reflected by the lights are all toys for him to laugh at. If the king is in the mood, it doesn't matter how many actors die, and it doesn't matter how many actors live.

They were once the pinnacle of power in the world, but now they are ridiculous actors in the eyes of this creature.

"I choose one." Li Qian said solemnly.

"Why?" The creature's smile continued, "This is not a lie."

"I choose one." The old man didn't say another word, just repeated his choice.

Li Xi'an stood up, dragged the hem of his black clothes to the ground, turned around and left.

"So, I respect your choice." The dragon-like creature said, its golden eyes shining brightly in the dark room, "Good night, Mr. Li."

"I also hope you can keep your promise." The old man replied.

The young man was stunned.

"certainly."

He walked out of the house, raindrops fell on his palms, and the building collapsed behind him, like an invisible hand falling, twisting everything into pieces.

Greedy and selfless, afraid of death but willing to die generously...

People are still as complex as ever.

…………

The prosperous center of the imperial capital is lined with high-rise buildings.

This was a crowded conference venue. The Zhao and Li families opened the entrance to the venue without any concealment, and a large number of people from society flocked in. On the surface, it was a business negotiation and cooperation meeting for young people from the two ethnic groups, but in fact, it was protected at all levels. In the darkness, the clan elders gathered together, and the number of people was even greater than during the trip to Taihang Mountain that day.

"What did the Gu family say?"

"There's no response. That's the Gu family's chassis over there. We can't place our eyes arbitrarily, so we don't know what the old guys from the Gu family are doing."

"It shouldn't be." Some people wondered, "Old man Gu died in Taihang. Now the right to speak about the Gu family is in the hands of Gu Qantao. According to his nature, he will not fail to come."

"It's okay. The Gu family's absence has no impact on us. All the rising people of their lineage are dead. If they hadn't taken care of the red dragon, they would have been eaten by everyone. It's also a pity that Mr. Gu and Juejian Gu Chuchu, who is not the king nowadays?"

"The ancient sword can be fully driven in the hands of that girl. This is enough to make her the best among the younger generation. You have never seen the killing appearance of the ancient sword all over the sky. It is really terrifying."

"It is said that someone saw the man in the Taihang Mountains wielding dozens of bloody ancient swords?"

"It's not what I heard or saw, but my grandson was beheaded by that thing himself, and all the ancient artifacts were damaged!"

"So, who can still control the ancient artifacts at will?"

The clan elders were silent. No one wanted to talk about that creature. It was so terrifying. Every time I thought about it, it was like the shadow of a mountain weighing on my heart, making me breathless.

In the center of the gorgeous venue, reporters held up cameras and kept taking pictures of the young man named Zhao, making him smile bitterly.

The people participating in this grand event were all famous people in society, so he had to maintain his appearance at all costs.

Zhao Xingzhou, as the current pillar of the Zhao family, was enjoying his leisure time in the hospital when he was forcibly dragged out by the clan elders to attend this meeting. The defense line carefully planned by the clan elders was boring, boring and useless in his eyes. He was alone in the depths of Taihang. Facing that ancient and great life, he knew that the current family was vulnerable to it, like a plaything in the palm of his hand. He actually wanted to persuade the elders in the family, including his grandfather, to lie down and resign themselves to fate after all the effort and effort in arranging so many things.

If the one from Taihang Mountain comes out and wants you to die, then you will die no matter what.

"Miss Li Shishuang." He nodded,

"Yes." The woman in a cyan evening dress also nodded. The only rising member of the Li family wore a more mature makeup, and her long hair was braided and tied behind her head, making her appear graceful and luxurious.

Sit down next to him.

The style is different from the one I saw in Taihang last time. The young man secretly compared it in his mind.

"I have an ominous premonition." Li Shishuang whispered to him.

As the only rising member of the Li family who went to Taihang and returned, Zhao Xingzhou heard that she even left the ancient artifacts at home in order to run away.

"After a while, I suggest that we run away directly." The woman said in surprise.

"What?" Zhao Xingzhou was puzzled. There seemed to be nothing unusual about the venue.

"It's raining in the Imperial Capital. Remember Taihang Mountain? The heavy rain is that messenger, and it's easy for him to find this place. So it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. The sooner you leave this place of trouble, the safer it will be." It's hard to see that as the only rising star of the Li family,

All I can think about is how to escape.

"Is it easy..."

Zhao Xingzhou murmured, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a figure, wearing a red-patterned black dress, standing in a corner of the venue. His temperament was incompatible with the glitz of the city. People came and went and turned a blind eye to him, and inexplicably avoided him when they approached him. He was like a rock.

The crowd naturally dispersed when they met him.

As if he knew someone had seen him, the young man raised his head and smiled gently at him.

He has a handsome appearance and a familiar golden glow in his eyes.

Ignoring the doubts of the woman next to him, he said to himself, his voice a little trembling,

"No need to run, he...is already here."

"What did you say?" The woman's tone of voice was a little higher.

She followed the young man's gaze and saw the smiling young man in ancient clothes, and her heart skipped a beat.

"broken……"

In Taihang, this creature basically kills one person at a time. Even if you carry ancient artifacts, they will be chopped into pieces together with the ancient artifacts. She has witnessed the tragic situation of recycling ancient artifacts at home, and there is not even a slight possibility of recovery.

Existence. As for humans? The flesh and bones of the Rising Ones cannot be compared with ancient artifacts, and they are cut like tofu.

With such terrifying power, even before that creature transformed, the woman didn't know how strong he was now, and she didn't want to know. If possible, she hoped not to meet the man from the Taihang Mountains for the rest of her life.

While socializing, she walked to the edge of the venue.

In her heart, she greeted all the elders in the family, except for the masters of her own lineage. She never attended such activities on weekdays, and her cheap brother took care of them. She followed a low-key code, not to cause trouble, not to be greedy, and not to be greedy in trouble.

If you don't decide, you retreat, thinking only about how to get further down the road.

It's fine now. Brother Cheap was arrogant because he was doing all kinds of fancy activities every day, and he didn't keep up with his spiritual practice. When he went to Taihang, he was met by a fierce tiger and said goodbye. This matter happened to her.

She held her breath, carefully released her consciousness, and moved out of the field bit by bit. At the same time, she also observed Zhao Xingzhou. The boy was sitting there motionless, as if he felt relieved after knowing that the man from Taihang Mountain was coming.

But she represents an ancient aristocratic family. Wherever she goes is not the focus? Almost every step she takes, there are people coming out of nowhere to smile at her, toast her, introduce people to her, and even talk to matchmakers.

"Wait! What is this...?" Li Shishuang's delicate brows were knitted into the Chinese character "Chuan". After she released her consciousness, she discovered some abnormalities in the venue, and their family's gravediggers appeared here.

Those ghosts who wander in the hidden history and reality have mastered some terrible technology and can discover spiritual places and dig tombs where ancient artifacts are buried.

They wander around in inaccessible places all day long.
To be continued...