Heavenly Star

"Second maid's face suddenly turned a little white. 'I know you like her,' she walked over worried. 'But you're only fifteen today. How could you...”

“I don't care! If I don't do this, why did you promise me to marry him? Grandpa, just say yes, okay?” Four maids knew that her greatest resistance was her grandfather, and the main offense had fallen on him, but she had just finished, but now she was usually benevolent to her grandfather, whose face was gloomy and frightening. Even though she usually seemed dumb, Hip-Hop's father was black and cold.

She was scared at once and dared not say another word. Ever since she said that, the atmosphere suddenly changed and became horrible.

Four maids' father shook his head: “Father, this is all my fault. Four maids are too old to tell her much. ”

The old man's face is still black like charcoal, wrinkles die and squeeze together, suppressing a complex emotion of pain and anger. At this time, Ye Wuchen pushed by the snow: “Sir, come with me for a moment, I need to talk to you. Cher, let's go back. ”

Finished, not quite in the door yet, and he went back to his house with the snow. In the past, he used a respectful tone when he spoke to the old man, but at a time when he spoke in a commanding tone. The old man's heart was still uneven. He heard the words slightly. He didn't want to face the four maids again when he was upset. He sighed and walked out the door.

After the old man left, the pressure on the fourth maid was only a few points. She asked frightened and frightened: "Father, how could Grandpa be so angry? I just really wanted to..."

Her father shook his head and sighed darkly: "Four maids, no matter how much you make a fuss, your grandfather will not be really mad at you. But this time... hey, the most inviolable capital offense! ”

“Ah?” Si Mai sandalwood's mouth was slightly open and confused.

Ye Wuchen and the old man came to the house before and after. Ye Wuchen turned the wheelchair with the help of snow condensation and faced the old man. "I don't blame you for this," the old man said. "In your current state of health, there are four maids of nonsense. You must be forced to do the same. It's just that you didn't belong here before, and some things, they're not that simple on the surface. ”

The old man looked like a torch, all in. Ye Wuchen did not continue this conversation with him, but thought to himself: “I have been here for some time now. Although I am now equated with a cripple, I am comfortable every day here. Everyone here has shown me the best and purest aspect of humanity, and I am grateful to each of you, like this wheelchair that I am sitting in, even if one day my body recovers, it will be my precious collection. In these days, I've been wondering how this pure world really came about, when people like me who fell from the broken soul did not die under the protection of a strange force... Sir, can you tell me the answer? ”

His voice and divine state were steady and steady, without any waves. At this time, he gave the old man a completely different feeling than in the past. His heart was doubtful, and he frowned: “That was when my grandfather fell from the sky. As for what the strange power was that kept them alive, even they did not know. ”

“I know.” Ye Wuchen smiled slightly.

The old man's eyes flashed and a surprise flashed: “You know what? ”

Ye Wuchen played with Snow's hands, touched her fingers one by one, and looked quietly at the old man: “Ever since I walked in here, I have been deeply suspicious of some things. Every day, some things have become clearer and clearer in my mind, and some questions and answers are slowly unveiled. By yesterday, a story was shaped in my heart. ”

“A long time ago, there was a powerful force on the continent. Its existence is unknown, and its strength makes a country bow down and dare not provoke. But they are strong, but they never deceive people, they never even die, they hardly ever have anything to do with the world. Because its existence is not artificial tissue, but carries a strange mission passed down from ancient times, looking for a person, a thing, not to get involved in dust and world strife until that person finds that thing. ”

Ye Wuchen glanced at the old man, and now he is already in shock.

“Yet they looked for centuries, millennia, 10,000 years, countless years without a trace, and they began to wonder whether the story was simply false, and they were so deceived by a few ancient words for generations. As a result, divisions began to emerge within this vast organization, some firmly adhering to their meaning and mission, while others began to divert attention because of the enormous power they possessed and began to generate power * *, ready to take control of the world. Become the Lord of the heavens and the earth, overturned by the clouds and rain. ”

“Their decision contradicts the ancient rhetoric that, while most of them are prepared to act under the * * of rights, some are resolutely opposed to it, so that the contradiction arises and one day, under an opportunity, the contradiction is utterly stirred up, leading to an internal death war. But the pursuit of power and prosperity is the instinct of most people. After all, there are only a few who adhere to their mission. It must also be those who want to set foot in the world by provoking this internal battle, because without destroying those who oppose them, they must put up great resistance to act. And those who are stubborn are those who preserve their meaning, and will not want to see this mutually destructive situation. But * * once it burns, it will devour man's reason and conscience like a demon, and they will have to fight in the face of their old companions who raised their swords against them. ”

“Perhaps after a long battle, perhaps they are simply fleeing and hiding as much as possible to reduce the incidence of tragedy. One day, they were forced to the edge of the Great Wind Nation's broken soul and cut off the escape path under exhaustion. By then, they had been slaughtered to the point where only a few were left, desperate, unwilling to die at the hands of their former partners, jumping out of a broken soul. The time was, like, 100 years ago now. ”

The old man frowned and looked at the young man who was telling a “story” and finally interposed: “Did the four maids tell you that?” Whatever he wants, he vetoes: “If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't even know it. Did Midori tell you? ”

“While everyone thinks they can never get out of here, they don't take anything as a secret. But nobody told me anything about it. It's just my guess. But since Grandpa asked, it was clear that I was right.” Ye Wuchen smiled.

The old man moved his face slightly, and he wondered what exactly he could guess at these things.

“I think you should be more interested in the following story.” Ye Wuchentao, then went on to say: “Those who jumped to break the soul thought they were bound to die, but it was unexpected that when they landed halfway, their bodies began to be drawn by a wonderful force, and the body that had fallen vertically could not help but drift in the direction we are now in, which not only led them, but also slowed them down, and when they landed on the ground, they were intact. After a great surprise, they quickly emerged that they were surrounded by an unbreakable line. So, while they were trapped in it, there was nothing left for them to live in but contentment in the land of doom, convinced that their faith was protecting them. So even though they were sealed off by the junction, they never gave up that mission, and still passed down from generation to generation, no one can betray them anymore. ”

“Heavenly destiny is inviolable. There is a certain number in the underworld, and they are right in thinking that their perseverance and loyalty saved them, and that they, and what you now guard, have not forsaken you. Because what you saved is exactly what your North Emperor has been searching for - a catastrophic bow! ”

Ye Wuchen stretched out his right hand and a blood ray was emitted from his eyebrow. He condensed into a bloody bow with a horrible appearance in his hand. "On that day, the catastrophic bow, sleeping beneath the broken soul, sensed the fate of the blood of the North Emperor. So he used his power to save all those who had fallen, together with those who had no pure North Emperor blood, and sealed it in the junction with himself. ”

The old man's body was stiff and his eyes stared dead at Ye Wuchen's bloody bow. Unconsciously, he stretched out his trembling hands, seemingly trying to bring his hands closer to it a few points. Unconsciously, his eyes were already old tears. If he does not remember all of it, he cannot but remember how many years his ancestors searched for the bow of calamity, whose shape was stamped to death in his heart like a branding, and the outsiders could never have known. And the scent, as the ethnography suggests, is a frigid, bloody killing atmosphere. The bow in front of him, its shape, its breath, and the way it appears… makes him need no doubt whatsoever.

No one has known the existence of the North Emperor Sect for a long time. They have searched for generations and generations, but they have nothing to gain, and now they are truly present in front of him. His inner excitement is even heavier than the rest of his life combined. In the midst of the tears, he did not lose his mind. He wiped his tears dry immediately. His hands reached into his arms and pulled out a jade that he would never leave. The jade was bow-shaped and his palms were large, and he never left. Just as this jade appeared in front of the catastrophic bow, the red jade suddenly emitted a dazzling red light.

In this jade of the North Emperor, the purest blood of the North Emperor is the symbol of every generation of the Lord of the North Emperor, and it resonates strongly with the bow of the North Emperor. That stinging red light dispelled all the old man's suspicions. He put the jade away and pounced on his knees. He bowed in excitement: "The First Patriarch of the North Emperor is in flames, meet the Holy Lord! ”

He slapped his head down and his whole body was still trembling violently, highlighting the uneasy tide of mind.

Snowflake was surprised for a while, panicked to go over and lift him up, but Ye Wuchen grabbed him with one hand. He smiled and asked: "My lord, I am just a handless cripple. Do you still want to honor me as the Holy Lord? ”

Today and tomorrow are still three more... you know why. I don't get it. Well, the reason is that [brackets need to be voted on in red to see]