It started to rain lightly in the sky. It was the middle of winter and it was extremely cold.
In the city, the story of Xin Sheng's sage's deeds of persisting for nineteen years, which was five hundred thousand miles away, has been spread, and spread to human cities in all directions.
People with conscience who know the hardships of human race burst into tears instantly;
People who only care about life and death day by day will sigh and shake their heads.
Jiang Nuying, Lin Hui and Hu Jiulei were walking on the street, looking at the sparse crying and worshiping figures in the bustling crowd, their faces full of confusion.
"Then what?" Lin Hui asked.
Jiang Nuying stopped and looked at the sky: "There is nothing more. When I came, I thought that for the ancestors, they would not waste a large number of masters going to save the uncle. After all, the uncle alone cannot change the human race. Destiny, at best, would be to send people to spread the word about my uncle’s deeds!
For my uncle, it is endless alien attacks, hopeless waiting, and the gradual approach of death. We cannot understand his current hardship and suffering, we cannot understand it!
Even if we all rush to help him, we can't go 80,000 miles. Even if we go to 100,000 people, we can't go very far, otherwise we will be killed by the aliens! "
As he spoke, he lowered his head and burst into tears.
Hu Jiubei's mind was filled with that tired figure. His eyes turned red and he clenched his fists: "At least tell Xin Sheng to leave. There is no need to continue the meaningless defense!"
"How to tell? I'm afraid the stone in my uncle's hand is gone. Do you understand my uncle's persistence? He is doing it for the righteousness in his heart!" Jiang Nuying was about to collapse.
Just at this moment, Master Huang Taigai passed by the three of them.
"Master Huang!" Jiang Nuying shouted, "Is there any other way? You and your uncle back then..."
Huang Taigai ignored him and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When he reappeared, he had already arrived at a remote and elegant courtyard. Far away, he heard a loud voice inside saying: "The so-called passion has always been full of hatred, and it's not too late to mend the situation after the sheep has been lost. What happened to my second brother?" Are you ready?"
"Ignorant child!"
Huang Taigai cursed and strode into the main hall. He glanced around and saw a dozen people sitting inside——
Gou Xianxian, Li Guangling, Mr. Zhuge, Duan Dapeng, Li Wumian, Shangguan Fan Qing, Supreme Birdman, Master of Wanfa, etc.
Seeing him come in, Shangguan Fan Qing stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "The jade tree is facing the wind, and a reed is crossing the river. What's going on?"
Gou Xian and others also looked at Huang Taigai with narrowed eyes.
Huang Taigai took a deep breath: "If you don't send it back, if you don't rescue it, it will fend for itself!"
"You're an old boy. If you accept our benefits and don't do anything, I'll punch you to death!"
"Fuck him!"
Duan Dapeng, Shangguan Fan Qing and the Supreme Birdman rushed forward together.
Huang Taigai also risked his life, and the old god said: "You have become so powerful, why don't you save your big boss yourself?"
"You dare to talk back? I'll beat you!"
Duan Dapeng and the three of them were not really fighting, and the slightest bit of anger was useless.
Huang Taigai had taken advantage before and failed to accomplish anything. He didn't dare to backhand and was not prepared. When a king's punch flashed, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"Okay!" Gou Xianshi waved the three of them away, thought for a moment and said, "Master Huang, the only big shot we can contact is you. Is there really no hope?"
What kind of big shot am I?
Huang Taigas tidied up his robes politely: "To be honest, no! The aliens are so ferocious. You haven't seen it. This human race is a True Yuan Sage, a Xuanyuan Sage, a madman from three generations, and a monster from the Holy Land. Are there still not many people who have died in twenty years?”
"well!"
A group of people sighed, speechless.
Li Guangling suddenly looked at Gou Xianzi angrily: "Old Gou, isn't it dangerous if you don't tell me? I remember what you said."
Gou Xianzi spread his hands: "Who would have thought that this kid has been guarding it for nineteen years? The Yin Stone is not on him either. It has been too long and it has expired!"
…
"Holy King Murong!"
royal palace.
Sheji Palace.
When Murong Jingfeng, the holy king of Yuheng, swept the general trend of the world and fell to the ground in a flash, Prince Ji Bixuan of Great Qianjing, Minister Ling Jiman, female official Feng Shuning, Princess Wuyou, Tuoba Ling'er and others immediately came up to greet them. Salute respectfully.
There are many holy places and caves in the world, but the Seven Families of the Big Dipper are the strongest. Bauhinia and Withered Sword can only be ranked second. Therefore, the great sages and holy kings of the seven families, even the young masters on the mountain, must be respectful.
Murong Jingfeng nodded and said, "I'm here to see Your Majesty!"
Ji Pixuan bowed and saluted: "Please!"
A group of people entered the Sheji Palace and followed the complicated secret passage into the underground space. They saw that the mountains and rivers remained the same and the abyss was hazy.
Directly in front of the widest endless abyss, ninety-nine elderly people sat cross-legged, their bodies emitting a hazy light, and they devoted all their life's work to it.
Wisps of huge strands of true energy and sacred charm rushed straight down. The white light below was dazzling. The vortex of true energy like a sea and abyss was spinning endlessly. The stars, sun, moon and the light of the Holy Emperor were looming. Countless human race's heavenly materials and earthly treasures were floating around. Come and go.
In the middle of the whirlpool, there is a woman in red sitting cross-legged. She has a graceful figure and extremely beautiful facial features, especially the little beauty mark at the corner of her mouth. She clearly has a charming appearance, but the majesty of the emperor is displayed between her eyebrows, which makes people dare not blaspheme. , dare not wait and see.
This huge scene will make people feel swaying even if they get close to it.
Murong Jingfeng stood on the edge of the cliff and watched silently for a while with his hands behind his back. His expression was quite complicated. After thinking about it for a moment, he said: "Your Majesty, the Lord is well and has returned. I hope Your Majesty knows about it!"
Behind them were only Ji Pixuan and Feng Shuning, who looked stunned and quickly lowered their heads.
The woman in the whirlpool suddenly opened her eyes and looked directly at Holy King Yuheng. She was extremely majestic and said in a cold and solemn voice: "If my husband comes back, he will naturally come to see me. Holy King Yuheng need not lie! If my husband fights When you die, whether human race or alien race, they will all be buried with me in the future!"
Murong Jingfeng was startled for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Why did your Majesty say this?"
Ji Yaoyue said word by word: "The Holy Emperor Daqian is yours, and my husband is my own, Ji Yaoyue!"
Murong Jingfeng took a deep breath, as if he had expected it, and laughed: "Your Majesty has already said it. Your Majesty naturally knows the master's wisdom. He is not someone who will die in vain. He just happens to have the opportunity to hide somewhere else." Years ago, I have just entered the territory of the human race, and I am sitting at the gate of life and death of the Great Sage, it is absolutely true."
The words "The Great Sage is at the point of life and death" were spoken so hard that his eyes did not jump and he did not take a breath.
Ji Pixuan and Feng Shuning quietly raised their heads and cursed secretly, your old man is really good at bragging. How many years has it been since Xin Zhuo entered the Hunyuan Sage? It’s already amazing that someone can reach the Saint Middle Realm.
However, Ji Yaoyue's eyes changed and she stared at Murong Jingfeng.
Murong Jingfeng put his hands behind his back and faced Ji Yaoyue.
After a long time, Ji Yaoyue said softly: "I know!"
It’s over, Your Majesty believes it! Your Majesty really believes in Xin Zhuo’s talent!
Ji Pixuan and Feng Shuning looked at each other again.
…
Stepping out of the underground space, the drizzle turned into heavy rain.
Murong Jingfeng glanced at Ji Pixuan and Feng Shuning: "This matter is of great importance. If anyone reveals it, you two will commit suicide!"
The figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
Ji Pixuan stood with his head bowed dryly. It was not until Murong Jingfeng left for a long time that he jumped up and cursed: "Who are you trying to scare? When I beat your son Murong Xiu, you didn't know where you were."
After scolding, he looked at Feng Shuning: "Remember, don't let the news leak out, my sister misses Xin Zhuo to death!"
Feng Shuning's face was filled with astonishment, and then he looked to the south and sighed quietly: "It's so difficult for the Lord right now. He has survived nineteen years of almost death with no reinforcements, no hope, no replenishment of vitality, no Wuyun Stone, and he is alone, facing endless alien races! Saints and sages, nothing more than that!”
He said his eyes were red.
Ji Pixuan also had a sour nose: "Without food and clothing, in the ice and snow, for nineteen years, I don't know the taste of meat, and I don't know the fireworks of the world. Even if you are a Saint of Hunyuan, what can you do?"
Behind him, Princess Wuyou and other female officials had already burst into tears.
…
"readily!"
Xin Zhuo was drinking heavily at the moment, eating the fragrant spirit beast leg meat, and holding two beautiful and charming women from the Baihua tribe in his arms. When he got interested, he touched two handfuls of them, looking wild.
(End of chapter)
