Part 8 Chapter 634 Blood in the Chest, Dreams Can Burn!

Facing the situation in front of him, Chu Yang sighed deeply.

This time, he told the story in a humorous tone on purpose, hoping to make things as easy as possible. However, for these iron-blooded men, the truth of the incident is still the truth in life. Unbearable weight!

Originally, Chu Yang didn't think about telling all the cruelest things at once, but now, he changed his mind.

Any concealment would be a great harm to such a brother, and trying to conceal it would only cause more serious consequences.

They already have the strength and the right to know the truth!

Even if the truth is so hard to accept.

Not only do they need the truth, but the dead need justice too!

The crying of the three of them has been slowly suppressed, but their bodies are still trembling slightly.

They were still grieving and still couldn't accept it, but in front of outsiders, they only lost their composure for a moment before regaining their emotions.

The corner of Xuanyuan Changkong's mouth overflowed with bright red.

It was an internal injury caused by the backlash caused by using my own cultivation to forcibly suppress the grief in my heart!

But he ignored the injury and took a deep breath forcibly.

With this breath, it seemed as if all the surrounding white mist had been sucked into his stomach.

It seems that all the grief and pain are buried deep in my heart.

"Brother Chu, I'm waiting for my brother to be in such a mess." Xuanyuan Changkong took a deep breath, and said word by word: "The three of you... please rest for a while... let me wait... calm down carefully, Do communicate."

Chu Yang stood up long. Said: "Understand, understand, this is what it should be."

Xuanyuan Changkong smiled sadly, and said: "The three of you go out and turn left. There is another house over there...the facilities are quite simple, and Her Royal Highness has been neglected...but, we are now...excited, it is really inappropriate Let’s welcome a few more distinguished guests.”

He tried his best to control himself, and said to Zi Xieqing: "His Royal Highness, I hope you will forgive me."

Zi Xieqing nodded silently, and said softly: "From your reactions, it can be seen that maybe you are the former Nine Tribulation Brothers who were famous in the Nine Heavens back then... the sword master seeks benevolence and benevolence.

Wish fulfilled early... Such a sacrifice should be within his budget, but I believe it even more. His spirit in the sky would never wish to see his brothers grieved and wounded..."

She paused for a while, deliberated for a while, and finally did not continue, and took Mo Qingwu's arm. Following Chu Yang, he walked out.

The figures of the three people faded away. Xuanyuan Changkong sat on the chair numbly, seemingly completely unconscious.

After a long, long time, he finally let out a soft sigh. With this sigh, the tears that he had suppressed before burst out again.

After Chu Yang and the others left, the three of them sat quietly on the chairs, thinking about the past. Weeping quietly... In addition to the sound of tears falling on the ground, a needle could be heard.

Outside. On the bridge leading to Laishi Road, white mist filled the air, floating around.

In this white mist, nothing can be seen clearly, hazy.

Such a white mist has existed for an unknown amount of time.

It seems that since the Jiuzhongtian Que and the Zixiaotian, these fogs have existed here.

Or the Ming Dynasty and the future will still exist forever, like this from ancient times.

Isn't it just like everything in the world? ——No one can see what the other side of the fog of life is like!

Chu Yang and Mo Qingwu Zi Xieqing sat silently in the other room, relatively speechless for a moment.

There is really nothing to say right now.

Faced with this situation, it is neither persuasion nor persuasion; but it has to be said, because the time has passed, heroes cannot be wronged, and friendship cannot be erased.

But this truth has brought great sorrow to the survivors.

It hurts more!

Chu Yang looked up to the sky and sighed, and murmured, "Everything in the world...how can we be perfect?"

Zi Xieqing sighed leisurely, and said softly: "How can things in the world be as you wish? Everyone will say the truth, but when the crisis comes, how many people will be able to avoid it?"

Mo Qingwu also sighed softly, and said in a trance: "If the Nine Tribulations Sword Master that those seniors follow is still alive... that would be the best."

Chu Yang and Zi Xieqing sighed at the same time.

alive...

Is it possible?

Is it possible? ——Chu Yang asked himself in his heart.

Outside, suddenly there was a sigh of despair.

That was Xuanyuan Changkong's voice.

At this moment, the three of Xuanyuan Changkong had already walked out of the room, and sat down side by side on the extremely steep first bridge, staring at the vast sea of ​​clouds in a daze.

"Blood in the chest, dreams can be ignited; brothers are there, there should be no regrets; shoulder to shoulder, one heart can turn the world around; nine brothers have no regrets in life, howling rain and wind make nine heavens..."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Changkong recited softly.

This is the song of the Nine Tribulation Brothers that I and others circulated in the Nine Heavens Continent when the brothers gathered together.

However, this ballad has been tens of thousands of years old and has not been sung again.

Because as long as you sing, you will think of that event, that person...

Although everyone has countless midnight dreams, they are always in their hearts, and they are never forgotten, but who can say it? Who can say it? But now, here, once again reappeared in the mortal world.

Yang Zong and Yan Fei burst into tears, and continued with sobs in a low voice.

"The road under your feet, the sword in your hand, level the mountains, break the sky; the Nine Tribulations Sword, move the eight rivers with blood and righteousness; who can be the hero, the master of the Nine Tribulations Sword is named Duan Tian!"

——The Nine Tribulations Sword Master, Duan Tian!

"Success is difficult, and defeat is also difficult; the three-foot green blade is proud of the world, since ancient times, success or failure has not been determined by God, and the sky and the earth are cold with a single sword; Floating around without a name, the first level of the Nine Tribulation Brothers!"

——The number one of the Nine Tribulation Brothers, success or failure!

"The Ancestral Soul River, passed down forever, the autumn wind is bleak and the river is cold..."

——The second of the Nine Tribulation Brothers, Jiang Shanghan.

"..."

"In the sky, there is Xuanyuan; in the palm of the hand, the stars change. The sun and the moon are cold in the heart; the sword strikes ghosts and gods; the wisdom can turn the sky; in the center of the Nine Tribulations, sit upright without moving the mountain; strategizing, talking and laughing will overwhelm the nine heavens!" - Nine robbery fifth. Xuanyuan Changkong, the think tank of the Nine Tribulations.

...

"Gai Qiongxiao, Changtian Yan; spread your wings and soar between heaven and earth..." Yan Fei, the brother of Nine Tribulations.

"..."

The three of them chanted softly, weeping as they chanted, their hearts sore and unspeakable, this song was chanted almost instinctively. It's not about self-reliance, the hearts of the three of them have already returned to the past at the beginning of singing. The most memorable moment.

In the past when the brothers gathered together, every moment, every moment, every event just slipped by before my eyes; the memories that I thought I hadn't rectified for tens of thousands of years, the past that I thought had been forgotten. This moment is vivid. It's like yesterday.

Forget the past?

It turns out that it is all in my heart!

That once wild singing and drinking, once fighting side by side, once singing and laughing, once riding horses in rivers and lakes...

Vaguely, that most familiar face suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.

Black hair, square face, tall and straight, dressed in white; deep eyes. Those two sharp gazes were like swords, as if they were about to pierce through time and space. In the long river of time tens of thousands of years ago, it once again shined on the faces of the three people.

The bodies of the three trembled at the same time, as if they felt the sincere gaze of those two eyes.

Sharp, sharp, and cold, but when he looked at himself, the infinitely sharp eyes were filled with endless love and softness.

Xuanyuan Changkong suddenly covered his face, and roared with sobs: "Boss..."

The voice is like the cry of an ape from a deep mountain, piercing the heart and weeping blood.

"Ah~~~~Boss~~~~" Yan Fei hissed up to the sky, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a sad smile: "You are so cruel...you are so cruel...how are you ruthless!!!"

However, the "you are so cruel" now has a completely different meaning from the cursing and complaining in my heart before.

You are so cruel to yourself...

Thinking of what Chu Yang said just now, the three of them were heartbroken.

"...The sword masters of the Nine Tribulations of the past... used their bodies to open the passage of reincarnation and open the door to the outside world. The bones are the wall, the flesh paves the way, the blood turns into the wind, and the soul is the sky; send my brother to fight against the demons in the outside world; raise my brother , reshape the physical body, and become an immortal golden body; perfect my brother, conquer the outside world, and achieve immortal achievements; let my brother enjoy the glory of heaven and earth, and receive the supreme glory!"

Boss, our brothers are already fighting the Heavenly Demon outside the territory, but... where are you? where did you go

Boss, the brothers are now immortal, but what about you?

Brothers have achieved immortal feats, but you have left an eternal infamy!

Brothers have been...

Boss...

Back then, when you cleaned up our corpses, did you feel pain in your heart? It must be heartbreaking! Do you regret it when all the brothers are gone and you are alone? I must have regretted it too! Regret or regret!

You clearly know that your brothers will live in hatred for you from then on... Could you really be so calm? !

But we have misunderstood you for so many years, scolded you for so many years, now that we know the truth... how embarrassing is it!

The three of them burst into tears, choked up and unable to speak.

After a long, long time, Xuanyuan Changkong suddenly stood up and shouted to the sky!

The howling sound pierced gold and cracked rocks, and spread far away.

Immediately, somewhere far away, the same long howl suddenly sounded...

One after another!

Xuanyuan Changkong stood up suddenly with red eyes, and strode into Chu Yang's room.

As soon as the door opened, the three of Chu Yang looked at each other in astonishment.

Xuanyuan Changkong stared at Chu Yang with red eyes for a long, long time without saying a word.

Just looking at Chu Yang so fixedly, he finally took a deep breath and said, "You said earlier that you wanted to pay homage to Emperor Zixiao?"

Chu Yang frowned and looked at him. Before he could speak in the future, he heard Xuanyuan Changkong said heavily: "We have made up our minds, and we will send you there!"

"Send you there at all costs! As long as we have breath, you are safe!"

In Xuanyuan Changkong's handsome expression, there was even a trace of hysterical determination: "It's scheduled to be five hours later, everyone set off!"

"Why?" Zi Xie asked puzzled.

Not so long ago, you were still desperately blocking it, and there was no room for change, why did you suddenly change your mind 180 degrees now.

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A long sigh... Life, life...>To be continued. .

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