When Dongfang Xingchen heard the name Yun Yang, he was immediately shocked: "Yun Yang?" Turning around, he saw Yun Yang's masked figure coming into view, standing not far from him.
At this moment, a pair of eyes behind the mask flashed with cold murderous intent, locked on him.
Even though Yun Yang's heart was stronger than iron, he couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
Dongfang Haoran said it very clearly.
Who does it? !
No matter who takes action, Dongfang Xingchen will definitely die, dead!
But Yun Yang was rarely able to make up his mind at this moment, and said directly: "I never thought about letting you take action, no matter what... A tiger's poison cannot eat its own child, so killing your own son is not a good idea for you. But a heartache is also a demon. Therefore, I planned to be the killer from the beginning!"
"But now it's different from before. You asked so many things, so many descendants of heroes... died unjustly. If you don't end it with your own hands, not only will the guilt in your heart be difficult to vent, but you will become a lurking inner demon. , it is even more difficult to give an explanation to the countless wronged souls..."
Yun Yang paused for a moment before speaking again: "It's a dilemma. It's difficult at both ends. I wonder if Palace Master Ximen has any suggestions on how to deal with it?"
Ximen Fanfan's eyes showed appreciation.
Although his son died earlier in Yun Yang's hands, he still expressed his appreciation for Yun Yang's tender heart at this moment.
The two points mentioned by Yun Yang all hit the point.
Whether Dongfang Haoran is allowed to take action or not is a big problem!
As for the handling of this opinion, the best way is to resolve it between the two parties by myself, the indirect party.
Thinking of this, just when he was about to speak, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Because Ximen Fanquan suddenly had a thought. What Dongfang Xingchen did was crazy, heinous, and unforgivable. Dongfang Haoran obviously didn't know about the things he did, otherwise how could the situation have gotten out of control like this.
So, what about yourself? So what if my own son, Ximen, is overturned? !
Dongfang Xingchen was not dead, and Dongfang Haoran asked these things...
This resulted in endless guilt, a dilemma, and no way out!
What if Simon was overturned and didn’t die? Do you want to ask yourself
I'm afraid I have to ask...
And will the answer to the question be optimistic? !
Ximen Fanfan has no illusions at all, because he has already remembered that in his Xitian Shrine, it seems that some descendants of heroes have chosen to move away with their families and escape, never to be heard from again, as if they have disappeared from the world...
And just now, Dongfang Xingchen also said: Ximen Huanyu has the same view as me. Doesn't that mean...
With his thoughts spinning, Ximen fell into a cold sweat and became even more sweaty. His heavy clothes were soaked with sweat, but he said resolutely: "Yun Yang, it's up to you to take action!"
Dongfang Haoran could still make up for the guilt in his heart by killing enemies every day, but if he really did something like kill his own son with his own hands, the trauma to his soul would be something that would never be remedied forever!
Dongfang Xingchen stared blankly, looking at this, then that, and then at his father, his mind falling into chaos again.
What is going on... Are you discussing who will kill me
Why? !
Suddenly a huge sense of absurdity came over me.
who I am? I was there? What am I doing
How could this happen
My biological father is discussing with others who will kill me
"Dad..." Dongfang Xingchen looked at his father with eyes full of pleading and help.
Dongfang Haoran gritted his teeth and his eyes were about to burst: "Shut up! I, Dongfang Haoran, don't have a son like you!"
Clang!
Yun Yang drew his sword out of its sheath, and his murderous intent escalated to a higher level.
"Dad! Save me..." Dongfang Xingchen, who had realized something and was unwilling to die, yelled at the top of his lungs.
However, the last cry for help was only half of the roar. Yun Yang's sword was as bright as a sword, and he had already swung it down!
He couldn't wait to see this shameless face again!
The sword light falls!
Blood splattered!
Green light rises.
The soul is destroyed directly!
Dongfang Xingchen's body split into two sections and fell to the ground with a puff. The head fell to the ground with a grunt, rolled a few times, and lay on its back, with confusion still in its eyes.
Why
Dongfang Haoran raised his face to the sky, his body trembled even more, his lips were tightly closed, and his eyes were also tightly closed.
He still didn't want to see his son's final death.
But he finally turned his head and took a look.
Then, that tall and straight figure obviously did not change at all, but it gave people the feeling that it seemed to have aged decades directly in that moment!
it's over!
From being a little meatball being teased in his arms, growing up little by little, and being carefully taught little by little, after so many years...
Today, at this moment, everything has turned into nothingness!
He died instantly, but the heinous sins he caused...how to redeem them
He closed his eyes and vaguely saw countless figures, one by one appearing in front of him. They were his brothers, and each one was questioning him angrily.
"Dongfang Haoran, I have fought my whole life for mankind, and my body and soul are gone. You promised to take care of my descendants. Is this how you take care of me?"
"Dongfang, where is your promise?"
"Dongfang, how is my family?"
"Dongfang, you take good care of me. Do you want me to thank you?"
"Dongfang, is this how you treat your dead brother's family?"
“…”
Dongfang Haoran closed his eyes and suddenly roared: "No!... Brothers, I..."
The phantom in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Ximen Qianqi looked aside and sighed softly: "Dongfang!"
"...Huh?" Dongfang Haoran was a little confused.
"Let's go back."
"go back?"
"Go back to Tiangong. Call Beigong and go back to Tiangong. The matter here is over."
"Go back to... Heavenly Palace... ah..." Dongfang Haoran's voice was a little distant.
After a long time, he said in a dreamy voice: "Yes, we have to go back to clean up the mess... and give an explanation to the brothers who sacrificed their lives back then... I will go to their graves... kowtow to apologize... It is all his fault for being unworthy of his son... Even though This apology is meaningless..."
On one side, Yun Yang remained silent.
At this moment, even though he was as wise as he was, he didn't know what to say to meet the situation.
Nothing seems to make sense.
He firmly believed that what he did was right, and that he deserved to be killed, which was very satisfying!
However, facing these two fathers who had just lost their biological sons, they could not be completely justified!
After all, their son... killed himself.
Family love was once Yun Yang's biggest shortcoming and desire. Even now, with his goal in mind, Yun Yang still cherishes every bit of family love. He can't even imagine what his choice would be if this happened to him. !
The two palace masters staggered and turned around, their backs looking extremely desolate.
"Palace Master Dongfang..." Yun Yang hesitated for a moment and then called out.
Dongfang Haoran stopped but did not look back: "What?"
"You... won't you take your son's body away?" Yun Yang asked.
Once all things are impermanent, the souls of the stars in the east will be extinguished, and no trace of life will remain, but the body will still be there. If it is buried and put to rest, although it is just a cover-up, it is always a little comfort to a father.
Dongfang Haoran trembled and froze in place. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Just... feed him to the dogs!"
Suddenly a long roar rose into the sky, and the whole body instantly turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in a flash.
Ximen turned over and sighed, rolled up his robe sleeves, rolled up the two corpses of Dongfang Xingchen, and put them into the space ring. He said in a hollow voice: "I also want to go back... Go back and investigate... these years. , have these people committed... the same sin..."
His voice was full of trembling, and it was obvious that he was not at all confident in the results of his investigation.
In fact, Ximen Fanfu knew it very well, like a bright mirror.
His son has the same identity and status as Dongfang Xingchen. Regardless of his eyesight, experience, talent, and knowledge, they are all between them. Even their strategies for dealing with Yun Yang, the mysterious and yellow hero, are the same. Such similar personalities and temperaments are almost the same. The exact same love for power, how can they treat heroes differently... I believe that Ximen Huanyu has done most of the things Dongfang Xingchen has done, if not all of them!
Ximen Fanwan still knew his son well, especially after hearing Dongfang Xingchen's confession at close range.
At this point, it might be better not to check it, but it would still be confusing.
But this rare confusion is something I can’t do. It was rare that I was confused, so what should I do with those heroic spirits who died in the battle? What should we do with those innocent souls who died unjustly? !
Check, you must check!
"Palace Master Ximen!" Yun Yang said solemnly, "The deceased is dead, please give me a moment of condolences. But Yun Yang still has one thing to say: The ruthless hands have killed so many people today, for the three heavenly palaces. The future development... may temporarily weaken the vitality and reduce the combat power sharply, but in the future, there will be many benefits, and in the end the benefits will outweigh the disadvantages!"
Do the pros outweigh the cons? !
Regarding this point, with Ximen Fanfan’s experience and knowledge, it is natural that he cannot fail to see it and express his approval!
but…
What you said is a long-term vision after all, but the current reality is... My son is dead, I am sad... My subordinate is dead, I am also sad...
My situation is even worse than that of Dongfang Haoran!
I am now in a dilemma of life and death... How will I face my wife when I go back
His son was shot to death right in front of him
And I know who the murderer is, but I can't take revenge
My wife is furious and wants to take revenge, but I can't let her do it? !
For a man who really has the final say in his own family, these may not be big things, but for this palace master, it is like the sky is falling...
Ouch.
Shaking his head sadly, Ximen Fanfan sighed softly: "Go, go..."
With a brush stroke, it turned into a rainbow and disappeared away from the dust.
The three palace masters didn't even go to the main battlefield where many saint kings fell to take a look, and just left like that.
Yun Yang stood there for a long time.
It took him a long time before he went all the way back, picking up the scattered space equipment along the way.
At this moment, Tonight City, the huge Tonight City, is like a dead city, with no movement anywhere.
From the place where the stars in the east fell to the main battlefield, the belongings of the Holy Lord and the Holy Sons are almost everywhere. Even if there are only fragments of the remaining soldiers, they are shining and without any ordinary items, but no one dares to come out to pick them up. !
Yun Yang packed it all the way back, not missing anything, and he was no longer known as Yan Guo plucking his hair.
After collecting all the space equipment and fragments of the remaining soldiers, Yun Yang waved his hand and swept together the broken body remains of all the strong men who died in the battle. He punched a big hole in the ground and threw away all the broken flesh and blood. Go in.
Then with another touch of his hands, the ground became flat again.
However, there is not even a tombstone marking the destination of the saints, and they are destined to disappear from the world and never be heard of again.
"After today, maybe tonight the city will become a new holy land for spiritual practice in the Xuanhuang Realm... Ordinary people living here, even if they do not enter the spiritual path, can improve their physical quality and reduce injuries with just a little nourishment from the spirit of heaven and earth. It’s possible he’s sick.”
Yun Yang murmured to himself.
Among the many cultivators who died in this battle, the lowest cultivation level was at the peak level of the fourth level of the Holy Lord, and more of them were at the level of the Holy Lord level. Their flesh, flesh and bones were filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and they were buried underground. , slowly evaporates, and a large amount of spiritual energy comes back to feed the world...
And this process can last hundreds or even thousands of years.
That's why Yun Yang had this understanding: "After you die, make a little contribution to the ordinary people in Tonight City, so that you can atone for some of your sins..."
He turned around, looked in the other direction, and then walked over.
On the other side of that direction is where the people who belong to the Sacred Heart Temple live.
"I hope I haven't escaped yet!"
Yun Yang walked over step by step.
What he said to Dongfang Haoran before was all from the bottom of his heart. He didn't hide any lies, so he naturally had to preface his words.
"There's no need to go there." A clear and elegant voice said: "Everyone from the Sacred Heart Temple has left."
Yun Yang turned his head and looked at the sound, only to see white clothes fluttering and white gauze covering his face. He was exquisite and graceful, just like a fairy Lingbo.
It is Shangguan Lingxiu.
"Why didn't you leave?"
"Hmph..." Shangguan Lingxiu said: "If I leave... Where can I see Master Yun Zun showing off his power like this?"
Yun Yang felt the murderous aura dissipate from his body like a tide, and what followed was filled with peace and warmth. He smiled and said, "I knew there must be something wrong with you two agreeing so happily back then!"
Shangguan Lingxiu had a smile in her eyes, as gentle as spring water, and said: "It is said that it is quite a long way back to Jiuzun Mansion from here?"
Yun Yang understood it instantly, and he bowed politely and performed the aristocratic etiquette, and said: "I wonder if this young man is lucky enough to invite Miss Shangguan to walk side by side on the journey home together?"
Shangguan Lingxiu thought for a while and said reservedly: "Seeing that you are still polite and considerate, I will reward you with this opportunity."
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