Devouring The Heavens

A moth that didn't know where to go was directly on a blaze of fire. In an instant, it was burned into a gray fly and fell to the ground.

Murong Xuan'er was a little emotional, she glared at Xuanyuan, her eyes had turned red, and tears swelled in her eyes, but she didn't fall out.

Xuanyuan was very puzzled by Murong Xuan'er, but he didn't quarrel too much. He quarreled with women, and he lost first at the beginning, so he might as well remain silent.

"Xuan'er!" The old woman's expression was light and breezy. She smiled softly and said slowly and forcefully, to stop Murong Xuan's behavior.

"Auntie! You can't do this!" Murong Xuan's tears finally couldn't stop, she fell down, she said again:

"I will never let him buy'Qinglian Heartfire'. Your ancestors have been relying on'Qinglian Heartfire' and your own strength for so many years to live to this day. If you will live from your body' "Qinglian Xinhuo', if you take it out, I'm afraid it will hurt you a lot!"

Xuanyuan heard the words and looked awkward. It seems that Murong Xuan'er is not making trouble unreasonably. When the loved one is hurt, Xuanyuan can understand that he is coming, but he can only remain silent. I believe this Murong family 'S aunt has her plan, this is her family's family, and even an outsider can't say anything.

"Xuan'er, do you know? My ancestors' time is running out. At my own life, I will add a piece of information to Murong's family. It is worth it. This is for the inheritance of Murong's blood from generation to generation. It’s my duty to be the elder of Murong’s family. I can’t be selfish. People will always die, but the spirit will not be destroyed. I inherit the spirit of the ancestors. The spirit has been passed on, let more Murong family members continue this will, then I am also worth the death, do you understand?"

The old lady looked calm. She was like a candle burning, burning the last glory of her life, releasing the brightest light, covering the stars and moon between heaven and earth. His words were very gentle, and there was no trace of unwillingness and regret.

Murong Xuan'er was silent. She shivered and refused to accept this fact. The old lady sighed and slowly said:

"Since the "Hongmeng Tiandi" and the ancient sages have opened up a prosperous human race, hundreds of ancient families have been passed down, and in countless years, ups and downs, how many ancient families have been destroyed, only because they are fighting each other, they only know how to deprive them. , Instead of knowing how to sacrifice acquisition and precipitation, they are weakened each other in mutual deprivation, and eventually they are swallowed up by other great forces that are silent and completely ruined. The "Qinglian Heart Fire" on her ancestors is inherited from generation to generation. In exchange for a great emperor Tao Run made by the Qinghuang Emperor personally, it added something to my Murong family, but it is also worth it. Children, Aunt Zu know your thoughts, but Aunt Zu did it for you. Descendants will be able to continue better, and when you reach me, you will understand my mood."

Murong Xuan'er knew that he could no longer stop him and stepped aside. The old lady walked to Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan took a step back and looked at the old lady, stressing:

"Old man, you think about it!"