&1t;/p>

At this time, soft and transparent air floated in the air, and under the feeling, there was a bit of a sticky and damp feeling.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

The sky had just begun to brighten, and the dripping dripping of daylight flashed, forming a light edge that tilted down from the distant mountain range, landing at the foot of the mountain, like a sky sword piercing down, shaking the earth.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Above the light ridges, the gas that evaporated upwards looked like a layer of light fog, bright but hazy, reflecting a magnificent atmosphere.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Surrounded by these mountains is a city with majestic and magnificent city gates. Under the spacious city walls, there is no soldier guarding them. Now the world is peaceful and there is no war. The entire ancient spirit city is basically controlled by the three major sects.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Unless there is a big event, the royal family will be depressed and enjoyed all day long without caring about the world.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

In front of the huge gate of the imperial city, Han Feng was standing alone. Looking around, the extremely lively party on weekdays is still deserted and there is no atmosphere.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"Maybe it's because it's too early..." Han Feng raised his hand and waved his sleeves, wiped off the dew on his forehead, sighed lightly, and walked into the city.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

It's just a few days ago, I'm back...&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

He gently patted his black robe and faced Chu Yang. He took a deep breath, stretched his waist, twisted his joints all over his body, and his surging spiritual power was also fluctuating, filling his meridians.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"Although the first level of the earth spirit is not high, it should be enough to move around in this imperial city." Han Feng whispered to himself, and his body stepped forward.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

In this ancient spirit city, most of them are still wandering in the Xuanling Realm, with poor talent, and even in the First Spirit Realm. At this moment, he appears again, which may cause a great shock.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

And he may still be on the list of Ouyang and Gao families to be hunted down, and it is definitely not a good idea to be exposed like this.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

He frowned slightly, thought about a plan, passed by a street stall, took out some gold coins from his pocket, bought a hat, and covered it with a wide brim, he could not see it no matter what his appearance was.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Han Feng's figure quickly disappeared on the street. His steps were neither too fast nor too slow. From a distance, he looked like a steady and mysterious alien, which made people dare not approach it at will.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Everyone around could vaguely feel the solemn fluctuations on his body, and they all understood them, so they naturally made way.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Experts pass by, civilians give way.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"At that time, every time our Han family went out for a party meeting, it was very popular. Why did we need to shrink our heads and tails like this now..." Han Feng looked back at the crowd and murmured in a low voice.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"This place should not be far from the Han family, so it's better to go and take a look. Time is short, I hope I won't be targeted." Looking at the long-lost direction, he stepped away.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

After all, it has been too long, and Han Feng left in a hurry before, and he did not pay good respects to his family and friends. I felt really unwilling to accept it and felt very guilty.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"Dad, Mom, Ruoxue, Feng'er is back to see you." Han Feng's eyes showed deep longing. He had been away from home for a long time. At this moment, his thoughts of going back and taking a look became stronger and stronger, and his feet were getting faster and faster.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

After a while, he took a deep breath and arrived at the dilapidated gatehouse. The shattered wooden door was still half resting on the fence. Every inch of tiles was lifted off early and fell to the ground. The original mansion had become ash, burning so much that it was not left.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

On weekdays, the courtyard is always full of people, the disciples practice martial arts, and the elders play chess and chat, while Ruoxue will always sit on the big stone at the door, quietly facing the garden, waiting for Han Feng to return.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

When he stepped into the ruins, he seemed to hear the whispers of Yang Mengchen and Han Xiaotian, condolences and reminders.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

In front of them, there seemed to be a phantom of the two. They checked his injuries very seriously and carefully to judge whether their son was attacked by someone in the challenge. Do they need to settle the score with those people?&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

The familiar face is vivid in my heart, but now he can never see this scene again.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

A few more steps will be the huge tombstone, and the remains of everyone, perhaps buried here.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Anyone who is willing to do such a thing can guess that only the Mulan family is the only one. Han Feng was a little confused, but this does not mean that he will not seek revenge on the Mulan family.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

If they hadn't supported it for a long time, how could the Han family be completely destroyed?&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Walking on the scorched earth that was once familiar and walking through dilapidated houses, Han Feng thought of many past events for a moment.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

On this land, there are his childhood memories, his painful experience of being bullied when he was young, his persistence in practicing hard, his unforgettable past, and people he can't let go.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"This is Ruoxue's room..."&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"This is my parents..."&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"Dad's study..."&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"Convention Hall..."&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

It seems that time passes, making Han Feng feel like a different world, as if the memories of the past are emerging little by little.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"Forget it, let them rest in peace and rest here forever... I will let those people bear enough of this pain."&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

He sighed bitterly, shook his head, bowed to the tombstone, and then prepared to leave.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

"This young man, please stay."&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

At this moment, a figure suddenly came out of the gate, causing Han Feng to pause, immediately lower his hat and turn his head.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

This sound is very familiar...&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Could it be...it's really her?&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

Very likely...&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>
To be continued...