Heavenly Star

Weekend, today, Sangen, ten thousand words.

The wind rode the horse, approaching him step by step, beside him, following the complicated eyes of Yue Dong. From Ye Wuchen's face, they did not see the anger and despair they deserved, but laughed, a cynical mockery. This laugh left them powerless, with little face and courage to touch his eyes. He had the right to laugh at them, and compelled him to do so without the pleasure of any victor, in a heavy mood like a heavy boulder.

Pause ten steps in front of him, the wind sighed long, not knowing whether to lament or lament the tragic death of the gods of war, the three old gods of wind, and the countless guard horses, or whether to lament that all finally came to an end or something. He Xu Xu said: “I have never obeyed anyone except my father and the wind predecessor who just died in your hands. Today, I am only a little interested in hearing that you are so godly in that time. Now I know that the gap between you and me is too far. The one who makes me angry, you're the best. ”

“The windy palace with its masterful clouds can't keep you, the gods of war can't kill you, instead you can't keep you, the armies of 10,000 people can't keep you, you can't get through it, the windy city full of city guards can't trap you, you can break out of the city, the 5,000 cavalry guarded in the west of the city still can't stop you... now even the whole army is gone... I also want to know who else can kill you in this world. ”

Who else can kill him... who can kill even the gods of war!?

Ye Wuchen had no words, seemed discouraged to talk to him, but the irony in his eyes was becoming more and more wanton.

“If we weren't enemies, I'd do anything to make friends with you. Now, the only thing I can do is come and get you.” He looked away, ghostly: “Your sister abandoned me, but I would never abandon her, and I would never blame her. It'll still be good for her, take care of her for the rest of her life. In the future, if your heavenly dragon kingdom is wiped out by my wind, I will do my best... to protect your family, don't worry. ”

Finally, he looked at Ye Wuchen. He turned around and lifted his right hand slowly. Countless bows and arrows are aimed at Ye Wuchen, as long as his hand falls, he will have all the arrows.

“Wind Ling...” Ye Wuchen looked at his back with a cold smile, one word at a time, the words said harshly: “Tell the wind, tell all the wind family, if Ye Wuchen does not die today... I will let you wind home...”

“Ten Thousand - Robbery - No - Repeat!! ”

Suddenly there is strong chills in the air, a cold that breeds from the deep inside, gushing from the bottom of the heart, flowing along the spinal bones, limbs and blood to every corner of the body, forcing their bodies to beat one cold after another. Windling's body suddenly stifled, and that shady, low voice, like the groaning of a hell of a demon's grudge, made his soul battle chestnut, and didn't even have the courage to look back at him. Put your right hand down slowly in a tremor...

“Yours is right... you big wind country, nobody will kill me... nobody will!! ”

At the moment when Windling's arm fell, Ye Wuchen held Snow tightly in front of his chest, turned up and landed behind him in the abyss of millions. One shadow after another appeared in his mind at the moment of his fall into darkness. When the Flaming Dream appeared as the Immortal Dream Qian Shadow, his soul was soft and with the power of his soul, completely erased the soul contract that had been forcibly established between them.

Ye Wuchen could have easily lifted the soul contract that Meizhen thought could never be lifted. He did not like that his feelings for himself would be based first on this soul contract, but rather on the hope that her feelings would come from her heart, but in order to be able to know where she was at all times, he had not lifted them. But for her life, he finally erased it completely, because there was a soul contract in which if he died, she would also die.

The wind that heard the noise turned sharply and saw them jump together at the moment. He jumped from his horse in panic and came to the edge of the broken soul with pain in his chest, but he could only see the pitch of darkness. Their bodies have long been swallowed up by infinite darkness.

Yue Xuandong walked to the edge of the cliff to hold his body and sighed: “I expected him to choose this method of death. How could a man who could not even kill the gods of war be willing to die in our hands? To die, you only choose to kill yourself. Even if the true god falls, there is no chance of survival. Ten thousand steps back, even if he had two lives, he could never have come up without dying below... Your Highness, let's go back. ”

The wind stood there for a long time before sighing and turning away. He killed too many people in the Great Wind Country, but they finally didn't kill him. For Ye Wuchen, the wind does not feel hatred at this time, but deeply regrets. And Yue Xuandong and the soldiers with complex faces, why not?

The crowd began to fade like the tide. Get out of this bottomless abyss that everyone fears. The broken soul once again became silent, except for the ghost crying wind.

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“My eyes... take my sister home... wait for me to come back...”

Three distant shouts, as heavy as a hammer, struck the heart of her eyes. The three shouts did not reach her ears, but directly into her heart, allowing her to stand there and lose focus. What her heart felt was that he and Snow were saying their final goodbyes to her, and his breath was weak enough to be almost non-existent.

And the breath of the eyes, why not taste it already weak, as weak as the breath released by a flower of grass. But she still stood there stubbornly. He increasingly wondered how much potential she had and what kind of power was holding her back.

In the meantime, his eyes were full of chestnuts, and his already vain body was shaken. Because the smell of Ye Wuchen suddenly disappeared completely at this moment... without a trace of it.

Sadness, pain, resentment... eyes suddenly burst like tears, this girl who never cried, finally shed tears, and her hatred, and also killing, also instantly infinite expansion... and then expansion...

Those eyes, too, suddenly emitted pitch-black light, locking the man in front of them dead.

... If it wasn't him, how could he die... If it wasn't him... how could he...

In her heart was a painful thought, despair and resentment filled every part of her body, every cell. At last, she felt her consciousness become blurred and a string in her heart suddenly burst.

The frail body erupted in resentment, causing the heavens and the earth to move, and the winds and clouds to turn colorful and violent and killing. In this terrible atmosphere, the bloodbath couldn't help but take a step backwards, falling like an ice cave all over his body, and his heart was horrified. That killer actually cut his face like a real sharp blade, his indestructible body stings.

Initially, when confronted with his eyes in full force, he did not feel such a terrible momentum and killing... No, not even a tenth of the time now.

The air was chaotic and the wind became chaotic, and within hundreds of meters of the surrounding area, sand and dust were already everywhere. In the sand and dust, the eyes filled with endless hatred shouted a fine scream and slowly raised the blade of heaven's punishment in his hand.

Ding…

His eyes disappeared before the slaughter and appeared behind him.

It was not a transient shift, but his eyes quickly to incredible degree, passing from his side, the slaughter still held its original posture, no reaction, just that in a brief quiet, he did not turn back, even his expression and physical movements did not change slightly, as if it had been timed.

The blade of Heavenly Punishment fell on the ground, and the thin eyes fell into the sand and dust in resentment. There was no more sound, and tears had been soaked on the ground.

“Is this… the legend… Black Princess's … Black Instant Prison Kill…”

After a gust of wind, the sky's body collapsed like a pile of building blocks in a light breeze, turning into the ground's blood and fine corpses. The trembling in his mouth became the last sound of his life.

He is a true god, or one of the eight gods of the divine kingdom, powerful enough to look down on everything in the heavenly heavens and the earth, and even to destroy a nation independently. He never thought that his final abode… was on the continent of Heaven and Chen.

At that moment in his eyes, he cut a whole ninety-nine knives on him with the blade of heaven's punishment, shattering his body into hundreds of pieces. At that instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the ghosts were shocked.

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Darkness, Abyss, End of eternity.

“Cold? ”

“Brother, hold me tight. ”

“... Cher, are you scared? ”

“I'm not afraid, really, because I have a brother with me. ”

The body falls, the wind in the ears whistles, around, only the infinite darkness and warmth in the chest. All he had to do was hold the snow tighter and tighter...

Surprisingly, this abyss is several times more spiritual than the ground, slowly recovering his empty body. However, this slight power of recovery did not go to repair his broken gut, because the moment he struggled, landed, was the moment of his death.

After a long, long time, there was still a cold wind whistling in his ear. Ye Wuchen opened his eyes and looked down.

“Brother, are we going to die? ”

Ye Wuchen smiled for a long time: “You know, in many and many movies, cliffs are not going to die, but the best way to escape. So we... don't necessarily die...”

“Mmm.” Snowflake responded softly, although she didn't know what was with the movie.

After a long time of falling, Ye Wuchen asked softly: "Cher... what would you do if your brother was gone and you were the only one left? ”

“I'll be so sad, I'll go with my brother.” Snowflake replied that the soft voice was so resolute.

Ye Wuchen looked down and shook his head gently: “If Brother is really gone, you must not do anything stupid, but live instead of Brother, okay? ”

Snow condensation: “…”

A slight airflow came from under their feet. Ye Wuchen knew that the bottom of this broken soul had approached their feet. Judging by the airflow, underfoot, is hard land, no luck whatsoever - not water, not trees...

“I've always known that it's better to leave you alone with you… to leave the world. But when I had the power to save you, I still couldn't watch you get hurt. Cher... obey me, don't die... live in my place... and listen to me, okay? ”

Ye Wuchen touched her face, held her tight, gently kissed her face and forehead, respectively, then shook her hands and threw her over herself.

“Brother -” shouted snowflake, waving his hands to grab him in the dark. Suddenly, a gentle breeze came from under her, slowing her down and slowing her down again...

Ye Wuchen transformed the newly restored power of Wuchen into all the softest wind elements, holding onto the body that condensed the snow fall, himself accelerating the fall under the reaction, getting farther and farther away from her, but the wind he released never stopped, and uniformly from slowing down to disease, pressing every trace of strength remaining in his body, maintaining the upward wind.

Boom...

... is that it?... this height, this degree, your body should be torn apart...

His body finally hit the bottom of the broken soul pit again. He had not had time to feel the pain, and his consciousness broke apart in an instant.

The snow drifts down in the soft wind, and although it hurts the body, it does not suffer much harm. She held Ye Wuchen's body and cried tearing her heart apart...

Ye Wuchen: I will definitely come back!

[Gray Wolf: Fuck off! That's my line!