Heavenly Star

It's not dark yet and a meteor suddenly falls from the western sky. Chu Cang stood up from the stake and frowned at the West.

“Guys, come here.” He didn't turn around, he drank low.

Chu Cang and the cold cliff had all been soaked with sweat and heard shouting. They jumped away and walked over. Chu shocked as he wiped the sweat on his face, while the sound of routine complained about the cold cliff. Cold cliffs say no, frowning. This place, he's right. In just a month and a half, he felt he had made tremendous progress. Though Chu Cang is a sword god, he can teach more than just swords. Chu Xuantian practiced the powerful “Sword God" in combination with Sword Mang, Sword Qi, Sword Array, and he... Chu Cang told him that he did not need a trick, the trick would strangle his talent. All he needs is a quick, precise, harsh, deadly blow. He can hurt whomever he wants.

Though there were only three simple words, he got them in the right direction and knew the heavy weight of the three words.

The two men stood side by side with the old man and looked at him questionably. The old man turned his eyes and paused on the cold cliff face. “My late friend is dead, I'm sleepy... rest early, too. ”

“Old friend?” Chu scratched his head in shock and wondered, “Does Grandpa have any friends? Strange, Grandpa, you haven't left here. How do you know that old friend is dead? ”

The old man sighed lonely and seemed to be sighing at the uncertainty of the world: “The wind and the sun, dead. ”

The cold cliff was all stiff.

“Oh, the wind is sunny? Feng Chaoyang!?” The nervous strip Chu stayed awfully awhile before suddenly reacting, subconsciously looking at the cold cliffs around him. But seeing his face as usual, there was nothing to react to.

Chu shocked and touched his nose, secretly said: “The lunatic is the lunatic, the father died without a decent reaction... In other words, his father is about my grandfather's age, he is still my late friend, then I have lived a lifetime more than him, not good... not good! ”

“Go and rest, don't bother me.” The old man waved powerlessly.

“The grandfather, Feng Chaoyang... No, he is such a powerful man, who can defeat him?” Chu couldn't help but wonder.

Chu Cangxiang, if he didn't hear anything, sat down, closed his eyes, and there was no breath between his eyes. This stump is where he sleeps every day. And that's one way he practiced. Unlike the wind and sun guardian of the wind, the sword god has never stopped practicing for more than a decade. His strength is now so high that no one knows, even he does not know. Because he hasn't really taken it seriously in too long.

Cold cliffs also turned away and went back to their own grass house... the grass house, where Ye Wuchen and snow had lived before, still the damp ground, a hard wooden bed.

Chu Fengtian, who was disgusted, had to walk back to his room and lie down in a hard bed. His whole body was refreshed almost to fly. Shortly after closing his eyes, he “whooped” to sleep in the past. Every day, under the pressure of Grandpa and the motivation of wanting to leave this place early, he played with his sword every day. Sleeping was his greatest enjoyment.

In the middle of the night, he was making an invasion of the outside world, making friends everywhere. Chu Zhuang, who was admired for his martyrdom, was awoken by his urine. He opened his eyes half way, blurred and muttered two words, and stood up and walked out.

Stepping out of the grass house, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and his head immediately became clear, opening his eyes to the person. Through the blurred moonlight, he saw that the man was clearly a cold cliff. At this time, he held a long wooden plaque in his hand and whispered softly in his mouth about what was happening. In his gaze, he did not come near the outsiders.

Chu was shocked and curious. He hid behind a big tree and listened to what he was doing.

“… you are called a god of war, and all people call you god, but you are only one person after all, and you will die one day. When you were three years old, your parents were maimed and you knelt on the street, starving to death. At that time, the emperor of the windy kingdom accidentally passed by. He sent someone to help you bury your parents - that is, my grandparents - and gave you a full meal. So at the age of three, you swore to God that you would repay your gratitude and become the most powerful man in the world to protect your benefactor. ”

“The Great Wind Emperor just smiled, but then, becoming a god of war, becoming the most powerful man in the world, you voluntarily found the wind family, vowing to guard the wind family for the rest of your life. You have done it, you have recommitted, you have made a great deal of love... but in this situation, only love is diminished. ”

Chu Zhuangtian had never heard so many words from the cold cliff at a time. It was the first time he had ever heard the wind and the sun had such a past. He was temporarily stunned to hear it. The cold cliffs also continued to talk to themselves without realizing his presence.

“When I was forty years old, because you must have had a gambling appointment with someone later in life, you got caught in Snow Woman's 'obsession with jade', couldn't crack it, had to rape * my poor mother, who had no idea, and as a result had me. But also because of me, you lost your bet because you have a heir...”

“You're right, but you never look at my mother in the face, and you never look at me in the eye. When I was 10, you ruthlessly stabbed her in the eye and forced her to leave because my mother inadvertently ‘saw something she shouldn't have seen'. Since then, my resentment of you has prevailed for one day, and no one knows that I have worked so hard to practice just to defeat you and to fight for my mother's breath. But my stupid mother never hated you. Despite your expulsion, she struggled to stay with you, hoping that you would return to her heart...”

The cold cliff sighed and looked at the wooden medal that had been cut into its own hands: "I hated you, I always hated you, I hated you not for being indifferent to me, but for treating my mother this way. I have always known that you do so not without humanity, but because you are too committed to defending the Great Wind Nation and do not want to have any other involvement. I'll scold you, you'll just back off, I'll hit you, I'll cut you with a knife, and you'll never fight back. I stole your broken blade, and you revealed it as if you didn't know it. You hide well, but from your eyes, I can feel the pain and guilt... I know, I've always known that you didn't treat my mother like a wife, but you treat me like a son. ”

Kneeling down on a cold cliff, a heavy knee plunged deep into the earth. He stretched out his hands, ripped off the cold ground and buried the wooden plaque engraved with the words "Father: Wind Chaoyang” in the dirt: “… Even if you don't think of me as your son, you… are my father after all. In fact... you must not know, I hate you and hate you for treating my mother like this, but why not be proud to have a father like you. Now that you die, you die forever, you have no enemies in your life, even if you die, you must die for the great wind, you must die for your promises, there should be no regrets. So... my son will not avenge you, whoever killed you, I will not avenge you, because it will only trample on the pride that belongs to your god of war. The last thing I can do for you is give it to you, because... I am your only son, your only family..."

He was the only relative of the god of war, the only one who could give him a gift... his mother, not his father's wife.

“Mother's eyes have been restored, she is now in Tianlong City, clothes and clothes are fine, no longer need me to live a dining and drinking life, I have also understood where I should go in the future and what to do, you... go in peace. Your life is doomed to be lonely by a promise that you will live in the afterlife for yourself, for your loved ones and for those around you. ”

The cold cliff rolled the earth with its hands and buried the wooden plaque in it, bowing its head: “I am the son of the god of war, I will not be ashamed of the god of war, my goal is the more you... the more you do at all costs. ”

Chu Zhuangtian has been there quietly listening. At this moment, he began to re-understand the cold cliff man. He usually kept his cold face. Little words, as if he had no feelings, were his enemies all over the world. Now he knows that his personality is nurtured by the indifference and complex hatred of affection. Instead of being ruthless, he closed his other side early on to face the world indifferently. He wanted to be a wolf, but it couldn't be a real wolf, but a living person with feelings.

He hated his father and worshipped God's father in the deepest part of his heart, yearning for his father's love. When his desire became disappointment and then gradually began to change into despair, he closed his feelings, hated, and left with his mother far away. Today, when his father died, he finally revealed his voice to him. Today, his last name is "Father”, and after today, he will only be able to appear in his memory as his goal and reason for becoming stronger.

The cold cliff knocked on the ground three times, the first time he hit his father, and the last time. As he stood up from the ground, his eyes instantly woke up cold as usual from a slump. Suddenly, his ears moved, his sides flashed, his feet wrong, his hands like eagle claws, caught Chu in a position where he was hiding in shock.

Previously, he was not surprised. When he became a cold cliff on a weekday, he immediately noticed that slight breathing sound after the tree.

Chu Zhuangtian knew that he had been spotted and hurried himself out. He waved his hands in panic: “It's me, it's me...”

The cold cliff's hand didn't stop, whoever he was, grabbed it directly to his throat. Chu Zhuangtian pointed to the sword, one word "wrapped” pulled his hand away, the other hand grabbed his wrist dead, and explained as quickly as possible: “No, don't do it, it's not good until Grandpa sleeps. I know it's wrong of me to eavesdrop, but I didn't mean to. We're all friends now. It's nothing if you don't want to hear one. ”

During this period of time, of course, he knew how terrible it was to go crazy on a cold cliff, and the most important thing to do was to stabilize his emotions first.