The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Chapter 826 Dou Xingpeng's Past

When Ye Fei came out of the illusion, he was also guided to sit on a high platform specially prepared for disciples who passed the test.

Ye Feijie looked around. He was the seventh one to leave the illusion.

Without exception, the six people who came out first were all of heavenly spiritual roots. To his surprise, Xie Ziliang, Xie Zihan, and Xie Ziwei all came out before him.

Perhaps, they want to avenge Liu Chunhua and Sun Yueyan more than he does!

It should be the battle of the Zhuxie Team this time that stimulated them.

The weak are not even qualified to take revenge!

Several people exchanged glances, but said nothing. They just waited quietly for others to break out of the formation.

To no one's surprise, the eighth person to break out of the formation was Gu Dikang, the son of the storyteller Lao Liu - a man with two opposing spiritual roots!

Originally, Lao Liu was also planning to take part in the assessment, but later Su Xiaoya directly hired him to sit in Yingyue Market and be directly responsible for the collection and management of dark intelligence.

Of course, he was directly appointed as the deputy head of the Anbu Yingyuefang City branch.

The head of the hall is naturally Su Gaoli, who has earth spiritual roots and is one of the Su family’s earliest twenty guards.

Su Xiaoya can use these twenty people in great detail.

Having saved Gu Dikang's life, Gu Laoliu would naturally serve the Su family wholeheartedly.

The Xiling Herb given by Su Xiaoya is currently still in the hands of Gu Laoliu. It will have to wait until he passes the assessment before it can be given to Gu Dikang.

After all, the process of washing the spiritual herbs and cleansing the spirit is still very painful. It requires an environment with abundant spiritual energy and a quiet environment, and it cannot be disturbed.

It was unexpected that Gu Dikang could be the eighth to break out of the formation. It can be seen that Gu Dikang also has his own outstanding qualities.

Of course, it may be related to the fact that he has been experiencing the torture of the conflict between water and fire in his body that has destroyed his internal organs, and his will has been tempered to become more resilient bit by bit.

Afterwards, all those who came out were those with natural spiritual roots, including Dou Xingpeng.

Unexpectedly, Dou Xingpeng is also a descendant of immortals.

On an autumn night in the south of the Yangtze River, the setting sun is as red as blood.

On the bluestone slabs of the Dou family's old house, dark red bloodstains meandered into strange lines, which contrasted with the red lanterns that were still hanging under the eaves, making it look like a weird painting.

Dou Xingpeng curled up in the dark room of the woodshed, trembling all over, digging his nails deep into his palms, trying to use the pain to keep himself awake.

Three days ago, she was the most beloved youngest daughter of the Dou family, and followed her father to learn the Dou family's unique hidden weapon technique - "Flying Flowers and Ten Thousand Shadows".

This set of hidden weapon skills uses a unique method to throw flying knives. When thrown, they are like meteors breaking through the air, like flying flowers and snow, and the trajectory is unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against.

My father often said that the "Flying Flowers and Ten Thousand Shadows Technique" was the foundation of the Du family's foothold in the martial arts world, and it was also a unique skill passed down from generation to generation in the Du family.

However, a nightmare completely changed everything.

Three days ago, everything was quiet. The sound of the gong at midnight had just ended when a sharp sound suddenly pierced the silence of the night.

Dou Xingpeng was awakened by the sudden noise in her sleep, but before she could fully regain consciousness, she felt herself being picked up by a strong force. She opened her eyes dazedly and found that it was her mother who had hurried over to hold her.

Mother's face was pale, and beads of sweat hung on her forehead, obviously she was extremely frightened. She held Dou Xingpeng in her arms, staggered into the woodshed, and then quickly opened the door of the dark room and hid Dou Xingpeng inside.

Before Dou Xingpeng could react, her mother stuffed a jade token into her hand and reminded her, "This is the biggest trump card of our Dou family. Don't lose it!" After that, her mother hurriedly activated the defensive formation and left the woodshed without looking back.

Dou Xingpeng held the jade token tightly, her heart filled with fear and confusion. She didn't know what was going on outside and why her mother had to hide her in such a hurry.

After a while, Dou Xingpeng finally calmed down a little. She took a deep breath and carefully looked out through the crack in the door.

This sight was something she would never forget.

In the yard, dozens of men in black were seen moving around like ghosts. Their movements were swift and agile, like ghosts harvesting lives in the dark night.

What was even more horrifying was that these men in black were holding flying knives that glowed with a faint blue light. These flying knives danced in the air like deadly meteors, leaving deep marks wherever they passed.

Some of the knives were accurately nailed into the wooden pillars in the courtyard, and the poison on the blades instantly corroded the wooden pillars into a black hole; while some of the knives injured people from the Dou family. The flesh and blood of those hit by the knives were instantly corroded, and the black blood that flowed out emitted a disgusting stench. In just a few moments, these people died of the poison in their lungs, and the tragic scene was unbearable to watch.

Dou Xingpeng stared at this horrific scene with her eyes wide open. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, almost jumping out of her throat. She had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene. These men in black and their flying knives were simply messengers from hell.

However, the more Dou Xingpeng watched, the more frightened he became; the techniques of using hidden weapons in their hands were surprisingly similar to the Dou family's "Flying Flowers and Ten Thousand Shadows"!

My father led his disciples to fight hard, and the flying knives in the air intertwined into a gorgeous web of death.

But those men in black were clearly better. Their flying knives were not only faster, but also extremely poisonous. Anyone who was hit by them would turn black all over in a matter of moments and fall to the ground, unable to get up.

My mother had already mastered the art of concealing her breath to perfection, and she originally had a chance to break through.

However, the mother seemed to be able to stop the men in black from rushing towards the woodshed.

Dou Xingpeng clearly remembered how the flying knife pierced his mother's chest and the warm blood splashed on her face. Dou Xingpeng seemed to be able to smell the pungent smell of rust.

The mother used up her last bit of strength to stab the man in black to death with a sword. It was the soft sword that the mother always carried with her.

At this moment, more men in black surrounded and attacked. My mother didn't even look in the direction of the woodshed and blew herself up.

Not only did the explosion kill 80% of the men in black who surrounded and attacked them, but it also destroyed the storage room and kitchen in the woodshed.

Dou Xingpeng knew that this was the greatest protection her mother could give her, and no one could search in the ruins anymore.

Of course, Dou Xingpeng could no longer see what was happening outside and could only listen blankly to the sounds of fighting outside.

Until dawn, the sounds of fighting gradually subsided.

Dou Xingpeng was shaking all over, unable to even get up, let alone open the defensive formation.

Perhaps it was because he used too much force, or perhaps it was God's will, Dou Xingpeng's nails scratched his palm. The few drops of blood that came out were absorbed by the jade token that he was holding tightly in his palm, and turned into a beam of light that sank into Dou Xingpeng's brow.

It turned out that this jade tablet recorded a detailed analysis of the defensive formation in the dark room of the firewood room.

Fortunately, there were ten jade bottles left in the dark room, each of which was filled with royal jelly, which could ensure that Dou Xingpeng could live for a while.

Dou Xingpeng waited until he finally understood the defensive formation, opened the formation, put away the formation plate, and then climbed out of the woodshed.

The scene before her terrified her: more than a hundred people from the Dou family were dead all over the ground. Her father was lying in the middle of the martial arts arena, his body pierced by flying knives, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

Dou Xingpeng knelt beside her father, her vision blurred by tears. She carefully pulled out a flying knife from her father's body and examined it carefully.

The blade of this small knife is engraved with tiny star patterns, which are exactly the same as the markings on the Dou family's Quenxing Knife, but the barbed design on the handle is something that the Dou family's hidden weapons have never had before.

“Apart from the Dou family, who else can practice the Quenching Star Sword to such a level?” Dou Xingpeng gritted his teeth, his nails pinching his palms to draw blood.

She suddenly remembered that a few months ago a mysterious man came to visit her father at Dou's house. The man was wearing a bamboo hat and his face could not be seen clearly. He had a secret conversation with her father in the study for a long time.

When my father came out, his face was gloomy, and from then on the Dou family strengthened their vigilance.

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps was heard. Dou Xingpeng quickly hid the flying knife in his arms, picked up the dagger on the ground, and looked towards the source of the sound vigilantly.

A woman in white walked slowly towards them, holding a crystal clear jade fan in her hand, with a crescent moon painted on the fan.

"Miss Dou is indeed lucky." The woman's voice was cold and mocking, "But do you think you can find out the truth by escaping this disaster?

Dou Xingpeng clenched his dagger and asked sternly, "Who are you? Why did you kill my entire Dou family?"

The woman chuckled and waved her jade fan. A strong wind blew and knocked the dagger out of Dou Xingpeng's hand. "It wasn't me who wiped out the family, but I know who it was."

She took a few steps closer, a complicated look flashing in her eyes, "If you want revenge, follow me. But you have to be prepared, the truth is often more terrifying than death."

Dou Xingpeng looked at the corpses scattered all over the floor, and recalled her mother's last words. Hatred surged in her heart. She straightened her back and looked determined: "As long as I can get revenge, I will do it even if I have to walk with the devil!"

After all, three whole days had passed, and no one had come to see her? Although Dou Xingpeng was young, he knew that something was wrong. It was obvious that they were waiting for her to show up.

Perhaps, this woman in white is the answer.

Dou Xingpeng glanced at the woman in white who turned and left, and had no choice but to burn the bodies of his father and more than a hundred members of the Dou family, along with the rest of the Dou family, into the sea of ​​fire.

As the night deepened, two figures disappeared in the bloody setting sun.

Dou Xingpeng followed the woman in white all the way to a hidden valley. The valley was filled with mist and there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power. The woman in white stopped and turned to look at Dou Xingpeng: "This is the place where I asked you to practice. If you want to take revenge, you must first improve your strength."

Dou Xingpeng looked around. Although he was full of doubts, he was too eager to take revenge to care about much else.

The woman in white began to teach her a new set of hidden weapon techniques, which were similar to the Dou family's "Flying Flowers and Ten Thousand Shadows Techniques" but more sophisticated.

Dou Xingpeng practiced hard day and night, and his progress was astonishingly fast.

In just a few months, her strength has made a qualitative leap.

One day, Dou Xingpeng felt that he was strong enough, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he asked the woman in white about the truth of the matter.

However, in response to her question, the woman in white simply responded indifferently: "The time is not right yet."

This sentence made Dou Xingpeng feel very disappointed, and the doubts in her heart grew deeper and deeper, but she did not intend to give up asking.

Dou Xingpeng hid in the dark, holding his breath and concentrating, afraid of making any sound.

The woman in white said softly, "We must use Dou Xingpeng to lure out the force that destroyed the entire Dou family."

Another person responded in a slightly childish voice: "But she always thought we were avenging her. Isn't it too cruel to do this?"

The woman in white sneered, "Cruel? This is how the world is, the strong prey on the weak. Although we used her to lure out those forces to achieve our goals, we also indirectly avenged her."

Dou Xingpeng's heart felt like it was sinking into an ice cellar. She couldn't believe what she heard. The voice of the woman in white echoed in her ears, and every word was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart.

Well, we are all just strangers, who will be honest with each other?

The woman in white spoke ambiguous words that day just to confuse her thoughts and gamble on her little bit of hope.

In fact, what else can I do except believe the woman in white?

"But, are we doing this to the wronged souls of the Dou family?" The other person seemed a little hesitant, and his voice was obviously filled with sadness: "Back then, we..."

Before the childish voice could finish, the woman in white interrupted it, and her tone became stern: "Don't be soft-hearted! Our goal is to avenge the 1,563 people of the Bai family and to make those murderers receive the punishment they deserve. Dou Xingpeng is just a tool, and we can't be swayed by her emotions."

After a brief pause, the woman in white slowed down her tone and said, "Besides, our goals are the same. To eliminate the power behind the man in black is also to avenge the Dou family."

Dou Xingpeng clenched her fists tightly, and her body trembled with anger and chill in her heart.

She had never thought that her trust and efforts would be trampled on so easily. She wanted to rush out immediately and confront the woman in white face to face.

However, reason told him that it was not the right time yet. She needed to calm down and think about how to deal with this situation. Dou Xingpeng secretly vowed to avenge the Dou family with the help of the woman in white.

After all, the woman in white was right, their goals were actually the same.

However, the woman in white could have explained it to her directly. Unfortunately, she chose to lie. Dou Xingpeng could understand, but could not accept.

However, let's just treat it as mutual benefit.

Thinking of this, Dou Xingpeng felt much more comfortable.

Dou Xingpeng decided not to reveal the true identity of the woman in white for the time being, but to observe secretly and look for an opportunity to avenge the Dou family.

At the same time, she was determined to uncover the secrets behind it and find out what was going on.

After all, the black-clad man this time definitely wasn't just after the long-lost "Eternal Shadowless Art" of the Dou family. And "Flying Flowers and Ten Thousand Shadows Art" was just an ordinary hidden weapon technique, far from being able to wipe out a family.

So, why?

However, according to the woman in white, the "Eternal Shadowless Art" was stolen by the black-clad organization. How did the woman in white know so much?

Also, why did the organization behind the men in black want to kill the Dou family?

What unknown conspiracy and secrets are hidden in this?

Unfortunately, Dou Xingpeng was destined to never find the truth.

Because their hiding place was found. This time it was not a man in black, but a uniform blue short-sleeved shirt. The key point was that the woman in white left Dou Xingpeng and ran away.

Dou Xingpeng fell off a cliff after being shot in the eye by the other party...