Chu Jingtian took a few steps back, away from his Broken Wind Blade, turned his palm, and the Cangming Sword had returned to his hand: "I can be defeated by your hands...but I can never die by your hands...you are not Leng Ya , no... If he wakes up and knows that he killed me with his own hands, he will definitely die... Yes, Leng Ya, you have no father, no mother, and I also have no parents, your feelings and your mood, I I have always known it. Believe it or not, I am the person who understands you best in the world. Because I understand you, I will be friends with you. Although you are used to loneliness and indifference, I know that you have always taken your life seriously. I also take it as your friend, besides me, you have many friends, you are not just a person, how could you be willing to just lose your own nature like this... The you now are not you at all... If you listen If you get me, defeat the demons in your heart, and wake me up quickly... "
"Uh… "
"Ugh
The blood-colored light in his pupils flickered intensely and sometimes dimly like blood-colored stars. The Broken Wind Blade in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, covering his head with his hands and howling like a beast... Indeed, that wasn't Leng Ya's voice, nor should it be a human voice, such a voice could only remind them of beasts.
He was struggling, struggling with something.
Chu Jingtian clenched his hands tightly, took a few steps forward, and pressed his hand on his shoulder. Suddenly, a red light shot out from Leng Ya's pupils, and he let out a long hiss like a devil's roar, which knocked Chu Jingtian back several times. Stepping forward, he grabbed the Windbreaker on the ground, and with a terrifying aura, the blade cut through the air, cut through the space, and stabbed at Chu Jingtian. As soon as the blade came out, Yan Duancang, who was tens of meters away, felt a suppressed suffocation.
Clang! !
The green light flashed past like lightning, and the Cangming sword that Chu Jingtian had rushed to block was pierced through with a clang, half of it flew out of his hand, and the other half flew in another direction. Flying far, far away... just like Chu Jingtian's heart falling into the abyss.
The Broken Wind Blade still didn't penetrate Chu Jingtian's body, and stopped the moment it touched his skin.
Excalibur Cangming, break!
"Cangming... Cangming..."
Being pressed against his chest by the Broken Wind Blade, Chu Jingtian didn't seem to notice it, as if he suddenly lost his mind, his pupils lost focus, his gaze became slack, and he couldn't feel the slightest pain in his right palm that was bleeding from the shock... Cang Ming Jian, he regards life as life, even things that are more important than life... No, for him, it cannot be called a thing, it is his life-dependent partner, but he was cut off by his best friend with a single blade .
Leng Ya stayed there just like him, the red light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and the disappearing blue light made him seem to understand what he had just done, his body knelt down silently, but suddenly Yes, he suddenly flew up, and his body was far away, at an unimaginable speed... In a split second, he disappeared from everyone's sight and disappeared without a trace.
"Cangming... Leng Ya..." Chu Jingtian muttered softly, staring blankly at the direction where Leng Ya disappeared, feeling lost.
Leng Ya, Cangming Sword... His most important partner, best friend, left him on the same day. The world seemed to be empty from this moment, empty and without any color.
And Ye Wuchen also fell from the sky at this moment, he was just about to chase the cold cliff that was suddenly away, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the black bear lying on the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly, he lowered his body suddenly, and squatted beside the black bear.
"Master!" Seeing Ye Wuchen appearing, Sanluzi and others, who had found the backbone of their peace of mind, gathered around him at once, but their hearts were so heavy that they couldn't relax at all. Looking at the black bear on the ground, their tears Unable to suppress it anymore, they bit their lips tightly one by one, raised their heads, not to let others see their tears, and firmly suppressed their sobs. Men don't cry easily... Since they became a man, this is the first time they shed tears, just because they have reached the most sad place.
Ye Wuchen's hand left the black bear, clenched tightly while trembling, finally heaved a long sigh, and closed his eyes. If he was only seriously injured, he could have revived him right away, but the black bear has lost all life... What he hurt was not only the heart, but a dark force poured into his wound, spreading in his body, devouring it his life.
"Husband." Long Huang'er threw herself into his arms, and finally wept. In front of him, she would never be the queen, but the idiot who pestered him three years ago to hug her, and asked him to take her there. girl playing.
The corners of Yan Duancang's eyes were moist, but he immediately steamed them away with the Flame Soul Art, and he sighed: "Master, the black bear..."
"Needless to say." Ye Wuchen waved his hand, hugged the frightened Long Huang'er tightly, and stroked her back: "Tell Black Bear's parents, Uncle Seventeen and Aunt Seventeen... Then, you can take care of everything." .”
Ye Wuchen's voice revealed a deep powerlessness, he let go of Long Huang'er with a long sigh, hugged Xiao Mo beside him, and flew towards the direction Leng Ya had just left.
Ye Wuchen discovered Leng Ya's anomaly a long time ago, and often guessed something in Xiao Mo's words. But, obviously, what is hidden in Leng Ya is far more serious than he imagined. It didn't seem like just being cut off from the relationship, it was more like... hiding a time bomb that made people powerful and crazy at the same time.
"Xiao Mo, what did you notice?" Ye Wuchen asked calmly facing the cold wind.
"I..." Xiaomo hesitated, but did not speak out.
"I've always known what you didn't tell me, now, tell me. I can't make the same mistake again and again." Ye Wuchen looked forward and said faintly. From Xiao Mo's eyes flickering several times, he knew what she was hiding from him. Given the degree of Xiaomo's attachment to him, there must be some unspeakable reason for her concealment, and he never forced her to say it.
Xiaomo finally didn't hide any more, lowered her head, and said: "The devilish energy in him... is very familiar... At the beginning, it was very strange, but it became more and more familiar, like... just like..."
"Like what?" Ye Wuchen frowned fiercely.
"Like... like I was killed by Xue Ye, one of the three holy generals in the heaven... brother."
Ye Wuchen: "!!"
He stopped in the air, staring blankly ahead. Because the devilish energy guiding Leng Ya disappeared without a trace, he concentrated his attention to inspect every living being and every grass in the range of his perception, but he could not escape his spiritual sense, but he could not find it at all. I don't know where the cold cliff is.
Xiao Mo didn't speak any more, she curled up in Ye Wuchen's arms extremely nervously, watching his expression secretly with her eyes from time to time. Ye Wuchen was quiet in the wind for a long time, and finally turned back.
The original tranquility was disturbed again.
And this, will it be the beginning of another chaos.
Black Bear was buried under Duanhunyuan, where he was born. On that day, there was no Evil Sect in Tianchen Continent, because on that day, all the people who were in charge of the Evil Sect, those who once lived with the black bear in the Abyss of Duan Hun , all returned to Duanhunyuan that day, without exception.
The black bear was the first person to die after they walked out of Duanhunyuan.
Hundreds of people gathered in front of the black bear's tomb, with tears in their eyes, and some of them were already sobbing. People outside will never understand the close relationship between people in the world they lived in. The black bear's parents stood in front of the grave, looking at his tombstone without any focus. The father didn't say a word all day, and the mother had already cried dry tears. In their whole life, there is only such a son.
People offered incense one by one, on this day, Long Huang'er was also brought by Ye Wuchen, and they bid farewell to the black bear together. The biggest hobby of the black bear was eating, and they brought him everything he liked to eat, and they piled up a lot. He died for Long Huang'er, both Ye Wuchen and Long Huang'er would be grateful to him for the rest of their lives.
But in a few days, Chu Jingtian seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden. He used to be high-spirited and energetic, and he didn't know what to worry about. He was decadent like an old man who had just experienced too much wind and frost, with messy hair and a bearded face. He had been standing silently behind the crowd, and only after everyone said goodbye to the black bear did he step forward with heavy steps... and knelt heavily in front of the black bear's grave.
No one spoke, and no one went to pull him up. They all know that he is atoning for Leng Ya's sin, repenting for Leng Ya... Only in this way, maybe he will feel better.
"Daniu." Uncle Seventeen, the black bear's father who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke at this moment, with a hoarse voice that made so many people who knew him feel strange: "Get up, Leng Ya is the master's friend, the villain, It is impossible to become the master's friend. Each of us knows that he was just confused by something. Don't blame him... Really don't blame him... When he comes back, we will forgive him. So, don't do this Blame ourselves, we really don’t blame him.”
The hatred of killing the son was dismissed lightly by the sad father. Hei Xiong's mother broke down in tears and nodded heavily to Chu Jingtian. They grew up in the purest world, and they are always so kind and tolerant to their friends. Chu Jingtian turned his body around, with two tear marks on his face, he suddenly knelt down in front of Uncle Seventeen and his wife, and softly shouted: "The black bear is gone... and I have no father or mother since I was a child... From now on, you will be my parents, I will take care of you for the rest of your life and take care of you... until your death... "
No matter those who have met Chu Jingtian or those who have not, they are all moved by his purity and kindness at this moment. This tall, hulking, giggling, silly-looking swordsman genius has But what a kind heart. For the black bear, for my friends, for the black bear's parents...
Therefore, Ye Wuchen is always willing to call him "Brother Chu".
The heartstrings of Yan Shiqi and his wife were plucked fiercely, they hurriedly reached out their hands at the same time to help Chu Jingtian up, Hei Xiong's mother nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay... okay... we have a son again... we have a son again..."
With their approval, Chu Jingtian knocked his head heavily on the ground three times, moved his lips, and finally shouted for the first time in his life: "Father... Mother..."
He had his own parents today, and Yan Shiqiu and his wife also had another son on the day they lost their beloved son. The scene of them crying in each other's arms made many people cry quietly, and the warmth that made people cry quietly Between dilute the deep sadness.
Seven days after the black bear passed away.
Chu Jingtian came to Ye's house with a long sword on his back. Judging from the scabbard and hilt, it is still the Cangming sword—but it can only be the broken Cangming. The broken divine sword has almost no possibility of recovery.
"Brother Ye, I'm leaving." Today, the first thing he did when he saw Ye Wuchen was not to smile. Although he tried his best to smile like before, he twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, but he couldn't smile anymore. When he came out, his voice was no longer as glorious as before, but full of deep loneliness.
"Where are you going?" Ye Wuchen asked.
"Go to Leng Ya."
"..." He has already asked people from the Southern Emperor Sect, Northern Emperor Sect, and Evil Sect to keep an eye on Leng Ya's whereabouts.
"I'm going to find him myself... I have to find him." Chu Jingtian said. From his low and lonely voice, Ye Wuchen heard an unchangeable determination.
"Go, Leng Ya might be waiting for you somewhere, but remember to come back often and let me know that you are safe." Ye Wuchen sighed silently in his heart, and said softly. An unexpected change made Chu Jingtian become another person overnight. It's really easy to change a person... The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. That's because he hasn't touched what he cares most about in his nature.
"Well...brother Ye, take care. I will definitely bring Leng Ya back. Because he is my best friend just like you." Chu Jingtian nodded, did not stay any longer, and turned to leave.
"Brother Chu." Ye Wuchen stopped him and said, "Although the Cangming Sword has been destroyed, the way of the sword does not necessarily use a real sword. Fingers can be swords, hair can be swords, body parts Every part, even the heart can be a sword... "
"Yeah!" Chu Jingtian turned his head and responded heavily, finally showing a smile on his face at this moment. But this is a kind of smile that Ye Wuchen has never seen on his face.
Chu Jingtian, a real swordsman genius and wizard, an insurmountable swordsmanship myth that will be passed down forever in Tianchen's descendants, a god who was originally a human being but was called "Heavenly Sword God", from this moment on, in a heart-to-heart battle After transformation, he has truly embarked on the road to his peak.
★☆[The Ninth Continent of the Gods]☆★