Chapter 613 Waiting for you to go home!

"Brother, let's go first. If there is something wrong with Yujianmen, brother can send news to Xuan'er. Xuan'er will definitely arrive as soon as possible!" Seeing that he was about to reach the shore, Chu Xuan turned to Long Yun.

Long Yun loosened his arm and smiled and said, "You also said what your brother wanted to say. Master, Xuaner, please help me take care of it!"

The following words were said to the Polo monk. The Polo monk nodded, turned into two golden rays with Chu Xuan, and disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, there are only Feng Qingyan, Long Moling, the wolf King and Hai Wuya. At this moment, they are all wrapped in Long Yun's protective body and landed on the shore.

There is an endless forest on the coast, but this scenery is surprising. There are trees growing on the saltwater beach of the sea. I have to say that this is also a strange flower.

But Fortunately, there was still a flat ground on the shore. Long Yun took four people and landed down.

However, his figure had not yet fully landed. Suddenly, countless breaths came out of the woods. Long Yun frowned, his eyes flashed away, and he hummed coldly, "He Fang Rat, get out!"

"Hula!" There was a burst of sound of clothes breaking through the air, and a large number of people came out of the jungle.

The group of people walked all the way to Long Yun and stood there. Long Yun was also shocked and looked at the people opposite him with a warm heart.

"Why did you come here?" Long Yun said with a wry smile.

Yes, the crowd opposite is the people of Yujianmen. Shangguan Yu came, Xiao Leng came, Wangwu Laoweng, Changyi, Chen Long, Yuan Chen, and familiar faces were all there.

Xiao Leng's eyes flashed: "Brothers, tell him, what are we going to do?"

"Welcome to Elder Longyun home! We are waiting for you. Let's go home together!" All the disciples shouted one after another, and their voices were surprisingly consistent, as if they were going to penetrate the sky.

Go home? Long Yun's eyes were a little wet. Looking at the scene in front of him, his heart completely melted. Yes, he was not homeless. He had a home and relatives!

Feng Qingyan felt the trembling of his arm and knew that his hand couldn't help tightening what he was thinking at this moment.

Long Yun looked at her gently, calmed down a little, and said with a wry smile to everyone, "What if I can't come back? You don't know, I almost died there!"

"Tell him our answer!" Xiao Leng continued to say.

"If you don't return for a year, Yujianmen and Elder Longyun will coexist and die, kill Shenlong Island, a wisp of ghost will never disappear, and the obsession will never die!" The disciples of Yujianmen seem to want to completely vent their emotions.

Long Yun couldn't control it anymore. Tears came out of his eyes and pointed to the crowd and said, "I knew that there was no love for you guys. I, Long Yun, is back!"

After saying that, he took Feng Qingyan and Long Moling to meet everyone!

"We are here, waiting for five days and five nights, sleeping in the wind! Do you complain?" Xiao Leng shouted loudly.

"Grieve!"

"Who caused us to do this?"

"Ele Longyun!"

"Now he's back! What should we do?"

"Batch him--"

The people of Yujianmen, from the door owner and the elder to the disciples, all swarmed up, surrounded Longyun in an instant, and greeted them with their hands and feet.

"You bastards have set a good for me. I will never forgive you!" Long Yun protected his head and was still punched and kicked by the Yujianmen led by Xiao Leng.

As their family, they naturally knew that Long Yun's steel bones were only broken fists, and there was no place where he was broken, so they did not keep their fists, and raindrops fell on Long Yun.

However, while fighting, everyone stopped their hands as if they had a tacit understanding, raised Long Yun directly over their heads, and threw him into the air with a shout.

Looking at this group of young people, the Wolf King and Hai Wuya smiled happily at the same time. For many years, they have never smiled so happily. This is the real young heart.

However, at this time, Hai Wuya's eyes suddenly stopped on Xiao Leng's body. At this moment, Xiao Leng's murderous spirit unconsciously overflowed out of his body, making Hai Wuya's face change greatly.

He grabbed it like lightning and grabbed it. He grabbed Xiao Leng's vest and felt the fierce wind roaring behind him. Xiao Leng's eyes stagnated and the killing knife took the opportunity to split it out.

The knife wave rolled, turned into a huge knife and collided with Hai Wuya fiercely. Hai Wuya hummed, and there was a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth, staggering back.

He was seriously injured. At this moment, his cultivation is only one thousandth of the heyday, and Xiao Leng has entered the supreme realm of the realm of God after this period of understanding.

The collision between the two made a judgment, but Xiao Leng was also shocked by the power of the anti-shock and stepped back a few steps, and his eyes flashed at Hai Wuyi.

Long Yun's eyes were also stagnant at this moment, and his figure flashed. He came to Xiao Leng's side and said to Hai Wuyu, "Hai Lao!"

Hai Wuya's expression was a little excited: "Is he the descendant of the god of killing?"

Long Yun nodded and said, "Yes! Brother Xiao Leng received the inheritance of the god of killing in Xuantianyu. He is the only heir of the god of killing!"

A trace of anger flashed in Hai Wuya's eyes. Looking at the killing knife in Xiao Leng's hand, his face became very ugly: "Sure enough, it was this knife that killed my brother's life. He fell under this knife, right!"

Long Yun suddenly remembered that the Longsheng sword in his hand was a gift given to him by the god of killing. At the beginning, the god of killing told himself that this was a good friend sword that he killed by mistake.

The immortal sword and the undead sword were the swords of the twin sword gods. Later, they were passed on to Hai Wuya and his brother Hai Wuji. In those years, they witnessed Hai Wuji being killed by the god of killing. Hai Wuya was disheartened. Then he was alone and buried the sword and in the store to be an ordinary sword seller.

Now when I saw the killing knife, the killing knife that pierced the chest of Hai Wuji, the resentment that had accumulated for many years was aroused, and my lips began to tremble.

Long Yun said slightly, "Hai Lao, the senior god of killing accidentally killed the senior of Changsheng Jianhai Wuji, completely because he lost his mind because of the murder. Later, after he fell, the biggest obsession was this matter, so he passed on the Changsheng Sword to me!"

"Ky, this is my own business, let me explain it!" A faint bloody light rippled out of the killing knife, turned into a figure, and fell in front of the boundless sea.

"The sea is boundless, take a step to talk!" The killing god turned around and walked towards the forest on one side. Hai Wuya gritted his teeth and followed behind the killing god into the forest.

Long Yun looked back at Xiao Leng. At this moment, Xiao Leng also couldn't believe that there was still a wisp of yuan god in the killing knife. It's ridiculous that he didn't feel it after using it for so long.

"Don't worry, this is their long-cherished wish in those years, and it is also the best result to solve it like this!" Long Yun patted Xiao Leng on the shoulder and sighed slightly.

Xiao Leng nodded, but did not speak.

After a minute and a second, nearly an hour passed, and Hai Wuya staggered out of the woods. His face was very pale, not only because of the injury in his body, but also because of the irreswerving grudge.

Xiao Leng looked behind Hai Wuya, but did not find any trace of the killing god, and his heart couldn't help tightening.

"Hai Lao--" Long Yun called softly.

Hai Wuya waved his hand, walked to Long Yun and sighed, "Don't worry, let's go through the past. Hai Wuya has lived for so long, and he is not an unreasonable person!"

"Thank you for your understanding!" Long Yun bowed and said.

Hai Wuya sighed, "What if I don't understand? The god of murder is the best relationship with our brother among the two envoys, the two guards and the four kings. There are indeed other reasons why he killed my eldest brother. He has also fallen, and everything will turn into dust!"

"Senior, where is the original god of the killer?" Xiao Leng suddenly asked Hai Wuya.

Hai Wuya stretched out his palm and a blood-red bead the size of an egg stayed there. He handed the beads to Xiao Leng and said slightly, "This is what he left for you!"