Huixun glared hard at the old man who was sitting peacefully and said, "That's the love rival who competed with me for Qingyu back then!"
Yu Zun said helplessly: "Master Qingyu, didn't you follow Master? Why did you come to disturb others' meditation?"
Huixun snorted coldly: "Huh! If it weren't for him, Qingyu would have been with me long ago, but it was him who made me waste my time!"
"But you can't beat them!" At this time, Murong Sunxiao was sitting next to Yu Zun, looking at the two of them with a smile, and said.
"Aren't you asking for a beating?" Hui Xun replied coldly.
Murong Sunxiao's smile became stronger and stronger, and he said: "If you want to fight with me, you must defeat someone in the sky to be qualified!"
"Oh? Are you a kid?" Huixun's eyes froze for a moment. He seemed to have remembered something, but at this moment, his head was a little dizzy and he couldn't remember what had happened.
Murong Sunxiao laughed loudly and said: "I am the venerable person in the ruins, and I am also your old friend in the previous life!"
Huixun squinted his eyes and looked at Murong Sunxiao quietly. After a moment, he suddenly said: "I think you are an extraordinary person. It turns out that you are the master of the ghost world!"
"Hahaha, old man, there are many powerful people in the ghost world, even in the ruins. How can you remember me?" Murong Sun looked at Huixun with a smile and said.
"Is it an old friend or an enemy?" Huixun's eyes were burning with fire. At this moment, he was a little confused and couldn't see clearly. Who was the person in the ruins and who was Yu Zun standing next to him?
Are they really the ones who will destroy the world?
He thought of Zhan Tian's rickety body, and also thought of Cun Tian's sigh. Is this person who destroyed the world really the person who created the world?
Looking at the two young men in front of me, how did they know each other before? Have we ever met again?
At this time, the old man who was sitting quietly in the mysterious sky also opened his eyes quietly. He suddenly waved his hand, and Yu Zun was led in front of the old man with the swing of his arms.
The old man looked at him quietly and suddenly said: "Do you know my old friend who lives in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea?"
Yu Zun's mind was stagnant, and he said with a bitter look on his face: "Senior, what do you mean?"
"You only need to tell whether you know or not!" A ray of light suddenly burst out in the old man's eyes, and that ray of light seemed to see through him.
Yu Zun sighed: "What the seniors are talking about is Patriarch Tianxu!"
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it's him!"
Yu Zun sighed and said, "Senior, what do you want to know?"
The old man looked at him quietly for a moment, then sighed and said, "Is he still in the world?"
Yu Zun shook his head gently, with a sad look on his face, and sighed: "Senior, he is no longer in this world!"
"What a tragedy! What a tragedy! Brother, why did you leave before me?" There was a gloomy light in the old man's eyes.
"What? You mean that old man Tianxu is dead..." Huixun looked at Yu Zun in disbelief and said.
"Are you an old friend? Senior?" Yu Zun let out a long breath, his eyes filled with sadness.
"When did he go? Where did you meet him?" The old man looked at Yu Zun with persistence.
But that old man is dead after all, he is dead after all!
No matter how many times you recite it in your heart, the result is the same, isn't it?
"No fighting! No fighting! If we continue to fight, there may not be any results. This world is nothing more than a choice between birth and destruction. Leaving earlier or leaving later is nothing more than the prolongation and severance of memory. !”
Yu Zun looked at Huixun helplessly and said, "Master, are all your enemies just people like this?"
Huixun shook his head gently and said: "We old bones just want to see each other again before leaving. The real enemy may have died thousands of years ago!"
Yu Zun looked at Hui Xun quietly. After a while, he sighed and said, "Then senior, are you feeling happy both physically and mentally?"
Huixun shook his head gently and said: "We are all brothers from ten thousand years ago. Now that we smell him, we have no thoughts!"
He sighed softly, the sadness and loneliness in his words becoming more and more profound.
This is the blade sharpened by time. It cuts people's hearts in vain. How painful it is, how painful it is!
The old man walked over quietly and said in a low voice: "Your enemy is not dead yet!"
"You mean, the person who destroyed Qingyu back then is still alive?" Huixun's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light. He looked at the old man blankly, and the fire burning in his heart seemed to be ignited again.
The old man sighed and said, "Are you really going to find her?"
"Haha, are you still in love with her?" Huixun looked at the old man with a cold face and said.
"Then just kill me!" The old man closed his eyes quietly.
"Don't think that I dare not kill you!" Huixun's face became colder and colder. He held a rough iron knife in his hand, and his arms gradually trembled as his hands gradually exerted force.
"Just kill me, I've had enough of life!" the old man said without changing his expression, his heart not beating.
At this time, there were no more three people in front of him. He quietly opened his eyes and looked at the three people who were gradually going away. He didn't know whether it was happiness or sadness in his eyes. He just stood quietly. There, standing in the sky where all the people in that area worship.
He sighed, and finally inserted the knife into his heart. What a cold and lonely knife it was, and what a gloomy day it was!
Huixun turned around and looked back quietly, unable to conceal the sadness in his heart. He suddenly stopped and bowed quietly to the city behind him, saying: "Old ghost, it's good to go." !”
Yu Zun stood silently behind Huixun and said: "Master, if you and that senior really fight, can you beat him?"
Huixun shook his head gently and said: "In the past, when they competed with me, they always gave way to me. The same is true now. This old ghost has also gone. It seems that I am not far away from that world! "
He quietly looked at the way he came, sighed deeply, and said, "What if there is an afterlife?"
"If there is an afterlife, I would still like to fight him again."
The vague sound became farther and farther away, until finally, when I looked back, I saw that it had been ten thousand years.
The hurried steps are like dense rain, splashing across the entire land. They are like the wind passing through the meadows. They are like the rain moistening the rivers and lakes. They are like patches of light, flowing between the sky and the earth. They are like It seems like a group of lonely ghosts, roaming the whole world without any purpose.
Pieces of scarlet blood flags fluttered in the wind, and at their feet were countless soldiers. On this day, the two countries went to war, and the iron horse fell into a dream.
Huixun frowned, raised the iron blade on his waist, and said quietly: "Old man, you are also greedy and thirsty, so just drink some blood!"
He was like a ghost, floating quietly among the crowd. He gently waved the long knife in his hand, and the soldiers were robbed of their lives one by one. He gradually became crazy. He was like a ghost who drank blood. Can't stop anymore.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm between the sky and the earth. He looked up at the long sky quietly. At that time, the black and white sky was covered with dense blood. It seemed that everything had been arranged long ago.
They are waiting for the person in the distance, with hope in their eyes, the hope of sacrificing their souls with blood.
But she had died long ago, thousands of years apart, but they could not forget her, her bright smile, her beautiful face, or that beautiful person exhaling fragrance. .
She was the king of that era. In that era of commanding the heroes, she always stood at the highest point. She seemed to be hidden on the top of the clouds, quietly looking down at everyone. She seemed not to be dead yet, so their battle , it’s not a meaningless killing!
Those who are waiting for success, those who swear to death with a knife in their boots, the light of hope in their eyes has become a pilgrimage between life and death!
He slashed wildly and attacked fearlessly, so he became a prince, a general, and a humble soldier. Their lives were all a joke, and their fearlessness was just a moment before they died. Atonement.
At this time, a few people walked down from Xuantian. I don’t know who they were. They looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "What is a ghost and what is a god? What is life and what is death? May the world together rule the thief of time. May the world unite. The heartless tragedy of pregnancy!”
Countless whimpers resounded throughout the world, and the crazy blade was still slashing madly. They were not afraid of anyone, and they were not for anyone. The damn faith in their hearts made them fearless and made them risk their lives. regarded as a humble and insignificant existence.
He looked up at Changtian and suddenly roared: "Qingyu! Qingyu!"
Then the world became completely quiet, and they all seemed to be listening to this sad howl.
They looked up at the sky quietly, their mechanical arms hanging down quietly, how many thousands of years has it been? They died and lived again! He survived, but his life was taken away by swords and halberds again! They broke the cycle of reincarnation in this world, and they just wandered wordlessly between life and death.
That huge and stubborn city stood proudly in the east. There was a country there called the Kingdom of the Eastern Emperor, and the head of that country was a woman named Chihuang.
In this world, there is always a city that you have forgotten. They have been gestating for thousands of years. They stand there quietly. Their proud history is full of pathos and unruliness.
drink!
They are the existences that cannot be slaughtered by history. They will always be so lonely and so proud!
Huixun was still slashing and killing crazily in that battlefield. Countless old friends came here and waved the iron blades or long sticks in their hands wantonly. They were not guilty, because the blame for their crimes was placed on this world!
Yu Zun looked at Huixun with a blank expression. There was a trace of pain in his eyes as he struggled crazily, "Why did he do that? They were all innocent people, but why, why did he... ....”
The sky was sometimes dark, and then the whole sky was filled with darkness. Countless torches were lit, and the prairie fire silently engulfed the cold, cold night.
An old man with white beard wearing a green robe stood opposite Huixun with a smile. Behind him stood several young people. The old man smiled and said: "It's Huixun!"
Huixun was stunned for a moment and said quietly: "Oh? Old man, are you still alive?"
The white-bearded old man laughed loudly and said: "Since you Huixun are not dead, how can I, Lan Qing, be willing to leave?"
"Good old man, tens of thousands of years have passed, but you are still the same as before, hum! So pedantic!" Hui Xun snorted.
"Huixun, do you need me to train the children behind you?" Lan Qing looked at Huixun with a smile and said.
Huixun snorted coldly: "My disciple, I have my own tricks, why do I need you to discipline me?"
