Outside Huangdu City, the battle for the longevity flower has not yet ended, and the situation is becoming increasingly difficult to control. Zhai Qiuzi has decided to take action at the end.
Standing on the city wall, Zhai Qiuzi sensed the auras of Mu Ziyun and others. He turned his head and saw a gray forest with seven or eight figures standing in it. Different from the fiery atmosphere on the battlefield, there was a cold current in the forest. It makes people feel chilly just looking at it. Zhai Qiuzi suddenly had an ominous premonition, not directed at herself or in front of her. It seemed to be a sign that the world was about to undergo a change.
After a long time, the seven or eight figures appeared, revealing cold and stern faces that had been weathered, until Mu Ziyun finally appeared with Hu Zi's body wrapped around him. Zhai Qiuzi shuddered when he saw it, and immediately started counting with his hands, subconsciously muttering to himself: "It's broken, no one can restrain them."
Ge Yuan quickly landed in front of everyone. After a glance, he knew what had happened. He didn't know what to say, but like Zhai Qiuzi, he had an ominous premonition in his heart. It was not directed at anyone, as if he felt that the person in front of him was What stood there was no longer a human being, but a group of runaway devils.
"Brother Yuan'er" The first person to speak was Mu Ziyun, who was standing at the end. His face was tense and he said coldly, "Is there any way to save him?"
Although Ge Yuan already knew the answer, he still calculated it carefully and finally said truthfully: "No, his soul has gone. He should have entered the underworld and been reincarnated."
"Are you sure it's Huang Quan? He was beaten to death, won't he fall into the underworld?" There was no expression on Mu Ziyun's face, and Ge Yuan didn't even dare to look directly at him.
Ge Yuan really pretended to have it all this time and said: "You have entered the underworld, don't worry."
Zhai Qiuzi also fell in front of everyone. Mu Ziyun said coldly: "You two have figured it out a long time ago? Right."
Zhai Qiuzi immediately denied it and said: "His fate has been changed. The people he meets are just like you, and they are not at the mercy of the prison of fate. We can't really predict what they can do."
"I know." Mu Ziyun said coldly to the bell, "Give me the mermaid flute."
"Xiaomu, stop looking, you..."
"Give it to me." Mu Ziyun's eyes were very cold, as if he had become a different person. Lingdang had no choice but to hand the mermaid's flute into his hand. Muziyun hugged Huzi's body and walked towards the forest. After three or four steps, he turned his head sideways and glanced at the chaotic battlefield. He coldly He said: "For my brother's death, I will blame everyone present." After that, he disappeared into the forest.
Fang Tianmu followed him silently. He also wanted to see it once, but others did not have the courage to face it.
Returning to the "blood pool", Mu Ziyun put Huzi's body into it, stood up, and played the mermaid's flute. After a while, Huzi's soul appeared. Of course, this was just the residue of the soul, and the real soul had left long ago. That soul is still doing, or experiencing, what it was like in life.
Huzi was stepped on the head and punched into the ground, "If you hit... hit me, my brother... won't... spare... spare you!" Boom...
Fang Tianmu stood under the big tree behind Mu Ziyun, his fists clenched with blood. He only looked at it once, then turned and left. Mu Ziyun remained silent, watching Hu Zi's death experience over and over again. Until late at night...no one dared to come and disturb him.
After hearing Mu Ziyun's words, Zhai Qiuzi immediately used the power of the Mother Phoenix to forcibly subdue everyone on the battlefield. This move consumed a lot of his energy and completely exposed the power of the Mother Phoenix. Zhai Qiuzi couldn't care less. Others, told the more than seventy venerables: "Go back and be safe." He threw several longevity flowers to the ends of the earth with secret techniques, and talked to all the creatures before they dispersed. He looked worried. , which made all the venerables feel uneasy, and the venerable wanted to cause trouble for Mu Ziyun and the others, but Zhai Qiuzi suddenly became angry and cursed: "You bastard, do you really want to die? I will risk my life, first Deal with you!"
In this way, until late at night, all the creatures retreated one after another. The man surnamed Su who embroidered the dragon robe pretended that nothing happened and warmly invited Zhai Qiuzi to visit his country. He looked really good.
The moon was in the sky, and Mu Ziyun was still standing there, repeating Hu Zi's death over and over again in front of him.
After hundreds of times, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Mu Ziyun raised his eyebrows and found Hu Zi's soul standing calmly in front of him.
"Brother?" Mu Ziyun's throat seemed to have a feather stuck in his throat, "You...can you see me?"
"Boy," Huzi smiled at him, "Cheer up, don't act like a bitch, and go and avenge me."
Mu Ziyun was stunned, but this unreasonable phenomenon made him burst into tears. "Brother, where have you been? Have you been reincarnated?"
Huzi didn't reply anymore, he raised his head and laughed loudly. After a while, his figure began to disappear.
"Don't leave!"
But Huzi still disappeared. No matter how much Mu Ziyun played the mermaid flute, Huzi's soul was never seen again, only the cold corpse in the pool of blood was left. Mu Ziyun suddenly turned his head and found countless stars floating around him, as if he had seen a small glowing beast, which disappeared in the blink of an eye. The stars disappeared quickly, the night got deeper, and the surroundings became quieter.
"I understand, this is your last request to me." Mu Ziyun lowered his body and touched Huzi's chest with a finger. The fire ignited and burned Huzi's body. After dozens of breaths, In the thick smoke, Huzi turned into ashes. Fang Tianmu appeared behind Mu Ziyun, holding a clay jar in his hand. Mu Ziyun used the wind to roll Hu Zi's ashes into the jar. After covering it, he tied it tightly with his body. Mu Ziyun touched the jar and said, "Brother, I will always take you with me and take you home."
Then he walked to the three-sided sky stone hammer and grabbed the handle of the hammer with his right hand. He lifted the hammer easily, as if the power of a tiger was transmitted to his body. Purple thunder and lightning fell from the sky, hellish flames were ignited in the mountains and forests, and violent winds howled among them. The three elements could only continue to gather on the three-sided sky stone hammer. Thunder and lightning carved it, flames recast it, and the fierce wind After polishing it, a brand new elemental hammer was born after a long time. Mu Ziyun tied a knot with a rope on his body, raised his hand, pinned the hammer behind his back, and said coldly: "This hammer will only be used from now on." Here for revenge.”
The light of fire attracted people from Huangdu City. Everyone stood in front of the city gate, waiting...
After half a stick of incense, Mu Ziyun and Fang Tianmu returned from the flames. Zhai Qiuzi saw Mu Ziyun's thin face, which was full of coldness and cruelty. He understood that the world was about to usher in a real bloody storm. .
Mu Ziyun walked up to the crowd and said coldly: "Huzi is dead. From now on, 'Xia' will accept me as its leader. Who? Oppose..."
Everyone lowered their heads, and silence may be their response.
Mu Ziyun saw Zhuan Wangdong looking embarrassed. He rushed over and hit Zhuan Wangdong in the face.
Kite rushed over, grabbed Mu Ziyun's arm, and shouted: "Mu Ziyun, calm down, it has nothing to do with him."
Mu Ziyun turned his head sideways, and the explosive anger forced the kite away. He stared at Zhuan Wangdong and said coldly: "Kill my brother, your brother. My 'Xia' cannot tolerate you."
The others did not dare to speak out at all. Only Kite stood in front of Zhuan Wangdong. She comforted him: "Calm down, Zhuan Wangdong doesn't want to do it. His joining is also acknowledged by Huzi, isn't it?"
"Okay." Mu Ziyun tilted his head and looked at Zhuan Wangdong with a sneer. "I, Mu Ziyun, swear to God that I will beat Zhuan Wang Xu to death with my own hands. I can't wait to...eat his flesh...drink his blood." ...I will twist his head off and step on the soles of his feet...I will carefully enjoy his cry when he is dying...Haha, how about it, do you agree?"
Zhuan Wangdong knew Mu Ziyun's current state. Even if he punched his head off, it would still happen. However, he did not want to say anything against his will, nor did he want to deceive the man who had just lost his brother. He lowered his head. He said in a loud voice: "I... I'm sorry, I hate my brother, but... I won't watch him die. If there is such a day, I... I will stop you."
"Zhuan Wangdong?" Kite didn't expect Zhuan Wangdong to say such words, even if he lied to Mu Ziyun now.
Mu Ziyun's murderous aura surrounded Zhuan Wangdong. Zhuan Wangdong did not resist at all, let alone use his mental power. He closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate. Mu Ziyun turned his back and said coldly: "Go away, for Huzi's sake. You'd better do more good deeds and don't be like your beastly brother. If one day you dare to stop me, you have to... die!"
Zhuan Wangdong looked at the kite, lowered his head, turned around and walked away from Huangdu alone.
"Zhuan Wangdong..." Kite wanted to call him, and Zhuan Wangdong also turned around to look at him, but Kite could not say anything else. Both of their eyes were filled with sadness, and Zhuan Wangdong turned around. Turned around and left.
Xiubing came out. He did not dare to make a sound. He stood quietly for the first time. Mu Ziyun put the jar on the ground and said, "This is Huzi's ashes. I will always carry it with me." Then he put the hammer on his back. He raised it and said: "The first thing 'Xia' will do in the future is revenge!"
Fang Tianmu, Ling Dang, Kite, Wang Xiang, Du Xiaoyue, Xiubing, and even Tang Daoyuan all stood beside Mu Ziyun. If Mu Ziyun still had a trace of childishness in the past, it is completely gone now...
(Nan Jue's words: I hope to have a new and good start. Nan Jue wants to recover as soon as possible. The rhythm of "Yin Yang Stone" should have been accelerated. Hu Zi's death was not a whim. In fact, here The first few chapters of this book have already foreshadowed that Mu Ziyun will fight with Hu Zi’s will to the end! Come on! Nan Jue!)
