"He wants to completely disintegrate the floating island, and let everyone on the island fall into the clouds again. They will either die, or their cultivation base will regress, sinking on the road of comprehension, and becoming mediocre mortals."
Wei Mian's words made everyone in the martial arts field gasp.
Hongyanzong, Situ's family and everyone in Weiyue Pavilion, who had already made up their minds to neutralize or defect, also showed expressions of disbelief.
They all looked at Ye Chengfeng and Abita floating in the air with the eyes of horror monsters.
The defending champion finally couldn't control his emotions, and let out a hysterical roar: "Ye Chengfeng, even if you have enmity with the ancestors of the Three Leagues, even if the Lan's Empire has sorry for Lan Chuxi, but why are my 30,000 soldiers guilty?" He Gu, the hundreds of members of the Xiao family, old and young, women and children, and the thousands of creatures on the floating island, are you going to let so many people go to be buried with Lan Chuxi?!"
Ye Chengfeng looked over slowly, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.
"Buried with you? You are not worthy."
"All I did was ask you to return everything you owed to Chu Xi, why? Is this unbearable?"
Wei Mian moved his lips, wanting to say something.
Ye Chengfeng was already looking at Luo Yu, and said calmly, "Does your Highness still want to hear the second half of that story?"
Luo Yu blinked: "Now?"
Ye Chengfeng curled his lips and smiled: "Of course, there is no better time than now."
Luo Yu felt that this person really had lost his mind.
What kind of story does he actually want to tell himself at this moment when swords are on the verge of meeting
No, why is he so persistent in telling himself a story.
and…
"I can guess the second half of the story if you don't tell me."
Luo Yu let out a breath, pursed his lips a little unhappy and said: "After you came to the floating island, you found that the floating island was about to collapse, so these people wanted Lan Chuxi to sacrifice. Lan Chuxi If you don't want to, these shameless villains will use you as a threat to make them have to submit."
Ye Chengfeng laughed lowly, "Your Highness summed it up very well."
Luo Yu frowned and said: "But there is a grievance and a debtor. If you want revenge, you can find Yi Zhengqing and the others. Why do you want to kill innocent people? Even if their ancestors are at fault, it's none of their business, right?"
Most importantly, Ye Chengfeng's revenge also involved his favorite master and elder brother.
So no matter how kind Ye Chengfeng has been to him these past few days.
The story of Ye Nu and Lan Chuxi is so touching.
There is no way to erase everything that has happened.
Ye Chengfeng said lightly: "What does your Highness think revenge is?"
After a pause, he didn't wait for Luo Yu to answer, and continued: "Naturally, we want to destroy everything that the enemy cares about most. Let them return what they owed Chu Xi, ten times and a hundred times back."
A small silver halberd appeared in Ye Chengfeng's hand at some point.
It's just that this small halberd is very worn out, and the surface is covered with cracks.
It seems as if it will be completely shattered at the slightest touch.
So Ye Chengfeng's stroking movements were very, very careful.
His eyes were also stained with indescribable tenderness.
While stroking, he said: "Lan Xiaoze sacrificed his body, pierced the sky out of the hole, created the floating island, and everything was done, paving all the way for Chu Xi. Obviously it should be foolproof, Little Highness, have you ever thought about why the floating island began to collapse in less than ten years?"