The fighting in the Bahuang Sea Territory is in full swing. With the help of the cover of the battle array, the Royal Alliance strongly resists the onslaught from the Great Chaos Realm. Although Yang Dingfeng and the others fought hard, they completely regard this place as a training ground, and even more as a place to vent their anger. The place. In the Battle of the Scarlet Phoenix half a year ago, they suffered heavy casualties, and they were unable to take revenge because of their injuries. This waited for half a year, so they were all suffocating their anger, boiling with murderous intent, and attacked continuously. like
If he was tired and injured, he retreated to the Forbidden Island of Lost Music, where there are two ancient trees that reach the sky, which can provide life force. If it consumes too much, it will immediately retreat to the forbidden island of disharmony, where it is continuously plundering spiritual power from the sky and the earth, and it can be replenished quickly, and once again in full swing, it will attack the eight wild beast domains.
No one has noticed the changes thousands of miles away, and no one has thought of the tragedy that is happening in the Great Chaos Realm.
Although the funeral flower did not directly participate in the battle, it continued to absorb energy from the sky and the sea, and transformed it into a huge sword of creation through the Tianjing Mountain. pressure.
The little boy was still bound by the burial flowers, so he was not able to participate in the battle, and he was not qualified to participate in the battle, but this time he was lucky enough to sit on the Tianjing Mountain and watch the battlefield in the distance. The continuous and wonderful fights brought him a great impact. His big eyes looked here and there, and he was almost overwhelmed, and his small mouth never closed tightly, and he kept letting out immature exclamations. That
Scenes of collisions are really exciting. Huge and tyrannical beasts rampage across the sky, critically attacking barriers, the mighty Huangwu pulls the energy of the world and gathers it into a violent attack, and mysterious weapons burst into obscuring light, sending out gorgeous and powerful waves. offensive. island
The outside of the island was a scene of disaster, full of madness and killing, but he watched it with great interest, and those scenes smashed into his consciousness like a heavy hammer, stimulating the restless blood in his body. From time to time, he sighed with emotion, and kept clenching his fists, imagining that one day he could wave his hands and lead the sky to collapse, and he could also participate in such a war.
"Huh..." The boy suddenly noticed a staggering man walking towards the foot of Tianjing Mountain. The man was obviously tall, but his shoulders were drooping, his hair was disheveled, and his body was glowing with a faint golden light. With the sword, he staggered step by step, walking towards Tianjing Mountain in a daze. "
Mother, there is a weirdo here. "The boy tilted his head and looked at the strange man strangely. Although he is very young, he can easily gather spiritual power and gather it in any part of his body. He especially likes to gather spiritual power in his eyes, which will make him See farther and more clearly.
The funeral flower has already stood on the top of the mountain, the red dress is like blood, fluttering gently, outlining her perfect figure, her delicate face is cold, but it can't hide her overwhelming beauty. She silently looked at the man coming down the mountain, for a long time... her red lips parted slightly: "That's your father.""
Um? "The boy raised his head and looked at the mother beside him. He was very unfamiliar with the name of the father."
He is the man in the tomb, your father. ""
He is alive? "The boy still doesn't understand. After all, he didn't receive this kind of education when he was young."
he lives. ""
Then why did you bury him? "
"Buried in the past."
The boy looked at the mother beside him with big black eyes. Although he couldn't understand, he was a little happy, and his little feet couldn't help shaking a few times, because in his memory, his mother had never talked to him so easily, let alone Ask what to say. burial
Hua's eyelids drooped slightly, looking at the boy beside her, her cold eyes gradually dimmed, her red lips moved slightly, and she whispered softly, "Nian'er, don't blame me."
Um? "The boy didn't hear clearly. Burial
Hua gently hugged the boy, kissed his forehead, and dimly melted into tears in his eyes.
"Mother, what's wrong with you?" The boy was not used to it. It was the first time his mother hugged him like this when he grew up.
Funeral Hua hugged her tighter and tighter, tears came out of her eyes, no matter how strong or indifferent she is, she is still a woman after all, and the child in her arms is her only and all her sustenance. And now... She might be about to lose it all. "
Mother? You are tightening my grip. "The boy was strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe, and twisted his body in pain.
"I'm going to be away for a while, it may be a few years, or it may be longer. You have to be strong and don't cry, do you hear me?" Funeral Flower looked at the boy with tears in her eyes. "
Where are you going? Can you take me with you? I am responsible for protecting you! "The boy clenched his little fist hard.
Funeral Hua suddenly smiled, but the tears that had just stopped slipped down her beautiful cheeks again. "
Ah... Mother, you laughed. The boy looked at the funeral flowers in surprise, and smiled: "Mom, you are so beautiful." "
Funeral Hua hugged the boy tightly, ruthless several times before letting him go: "Remember what I said, starting today, no matter what happens, no matter what others tell you, don't leave Tianjing for two years Mountain. You can’t leave this island until you’re ten years old. If I come back, I’ll take you out to see the scenery outside, and if I can’t come back…”
Can't come back? "No matter how young the boy is, he also realizes that his mother is abnormal.
The funeral flower shook her head slowly, and before the boy could ask any further questions, she waved up a large piece of petals, enveloped the boy, and sealed him into the Tianjing Mountain. She closed her eyes, evaporated the tears on her face, stepped on Qingwu's bloody petals, and walked towards Qin Ming. The moment Qin Ming walked into the forbidden island with a sword in hand, she noticed and understood.
In fact, as early as a year ago, she had noticed the occasional killing intent that flashed in her consciousness, but the intent was very weak, and she didn't pay much attention to it, and it was even more difficult to determine whether she still had hatred for Qin Ming, was thinking wildly, or for any particular reason. But she had a similar suspicion in her heart, that is, the way of heaven may have an influence on her through the profound truth. but
Yes, she firmly believes that she can control that mind, will, is always the greatest potential of a person, and can explode with infinite power. As long as she holds on to her will, she can hold on to herself. She is even more convinced that as long as she works hard and safely controls the profound meaning, she can get rid of the influence of heaven on her. She even believed that even if it came to a certain day, at least Qin Ming's kingly way could help. However, the moment she saw Qin Ming coming, she understood that things were not as simple as she thought, and the worst result came much earlier than she expected.
Qin Ming dragged the Eternal Sword to the foot of Tianjing Mountain, slowly raised his head, and looked at the beautiful woman in the bloody dress in front of him. Golden light surged all over his body, and the sword of eternity bloomed with the power of kingship, but he suppressed them with all his efforts. burial
Hua Neng could clearly feel that her Yuan Ling's profound meaning had begun to change, as if she had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and the killing intent in her consciousness became clear, and the killing intent referred to the power in Qin Ming's body.
"I'm sorry..." Qin Ming's voice was hoarse, and he didn't dare to look directly into Zanghua's eyes.
Funeral Flower didn't ask much, since Qin Ming was standing here, it meant that he had really come to the point of no choice. And Qin Ming not only has golden blood on his body, but also shocking red blood, which may belong to Yue Qing, the Palace Master... and the King of War.
Funeral Flower looked at Qin Ming silently. Not only was her long hair stuck to her handsome face, but it also became dim and even a little distorted. Seeing this man who had always been strong in such a state of desperation, she could almost feel the pain in his heart And sadness, she could better imagine his mood at the moment. This
This scene, this moment, for them, it is Qin Ming who suffers. "
Don't visit him for three years. If I can come back, I will explain to him, if not... let him go. "Whispering at the funeral flowers, this is her only nostalgia, and also her only wish."
Um. "Qin Ming's throat rolled slightly, and the hand holding the Eternal Sword trembled slightly.