History’s Strongest Senior Brother

When Yan Zhaoge saw Chen Qianhua, he said aloud: "Zangyuan photographs, or latitude and longitude? If it is not covered by special methods, I won't be able to find that someone here has already gotten ahead of the tree."

"But this illusion of light and shadow seems to have originated from Canghua Tree itself. How can I not see it, in fact, someone is cheating?"

He squinted at each other: "I said who would be so boring, and don't want to be a second person except you."

Although Chen Qianhua's expression was lazy, his eyes were bright, he and Yan Zhaoge looked at each other and said with a smile: "He is admired and reminiscent of the yearning, he spares no effort to make his fallen seniors come back to the roots, but finally found that the truth is not As beautiful as I thought before. "

"People who thought that they were willing to sacrifice their meanings and were determined to be fearless, but they turned out to be ugly and disappointing. What kind of reaction does this drop make you have? I am really interested. How can it be boring?"

Chen Qianhua shook his head in regret: "Unfortunately, you see it is my hand."

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed: "I used a variety of secret blessings when I made this image, not to mention true immortals and mysterious immortals, that is, all immortals would be deceived, but you saw through it, Yan Zhaoge, You really are special! "

Yan Zhaoge looked at Chen Qianhua and smiled: "You said that, I didn't read it, and I knew that the true last words of Emperor Tongming before he died were completely opposite to the illusion you created."

"You have doubts because of me at this moment. Even if it does not meet your expectations, you will think that I have faked it." Chen Qianhua said indifferently.

He opened his palm, and a crystal appeared in his palm.

The light and shadow projected in the crystal fell on the water curtain erected in the void like a world barrier, lying between the two.

The figure of a person in light and shadow is a woman in a white dress.

It was Hu Yuexin, Emperor Tongming.

Compared with the previously forged images by Chen Qianhua, there is no difference in the appearance of Hu Yuexin in the light and shadow at this moment.

Dull face and pale complexion, it can make people clearly see that her injury has been anointed, Huitianxianshu, is at the last moment of life.

However, unlike the image fabricated by Chen Qianhua, Hu Yuexin here has a lot of expressions.

A turbid breath spit out, mixed with gray failure and blood red.

The breath diminished, and Hu Yuexin's cheeks, which were originally bloodless, were more red.

Looking back, she looked more relaxed and open-minded.

Although there is weakness in the eyes that cannot be concealed, peace is like water, and fear and resentment are not seen.

"Master, I don't know where your elders are now? Is it okay?" Hu Yuexin looked up at the water curtain of the sky dome and looked at the strange scenes reflected on the water curtain. Actually, I have some preparations in my heart. "

"If you are still there, there will be no movement for so many years, but I still have a little thought in my heart."

Hu Yuexin smiled at the corner of his mouth: "However, the disciple today is afraid to leave first. I sincerely hope that you are still alive, but unfortunately I can't wait for the day you come back."

"But I didn't embarrass you."

The woman in white skirt whispered softly: "Now I want to accompany you to drink, I can drink you two or three."

"I always take care of your favorite wooden bed when you sleep. It has been stored for so many years, and it has not let moths go."

"As long as you want, we can drink from three shots until midnight, and then sleep from midnight to three shots."

"It may be difficult to correct the problem with you, but if you are willing to come back earlier, I will try to correct it and try to avoid talking to you ..."

Hu Yue whispered, as if there was no point in speaking.

But at the end, she smiled, and the blood on her pale cheeks was more intense: "I never forgot your teaching."

"Even if the road ahead is rugged, difficult, and hopeless, I have never wavered, for my Daomen's authentic revitalization, and for the sake of sweeping away the evil spirits and clarifying the world, I have done my best."

"The pieces of Tianyuan Stone you mentioned back then, I got them, and I did my best to keep this treasure from falling back into the hands of the outsiders."

"Although I'm exhausted today, there will be successors, and the fire is passed down. Just like you taught me back then, I believe that people will persevere in the future, and will eventually wait until the day when the turmoil is cleared and the chaos is set.

The blood color on Hu Yuexin's face began to fade gradually, and the expression in his eyes also began to dim, truly falling into dying.

In his double pupils, a beautiful figure of a woman in green clothes emerged, that is, Shao Junhuang, the star of Mu Yaosui.

"I can't see that day, but our descendants will definitely be able to see ... I hope Master will see it when you return in the future."

Hu Yuexin's voice gradually fell, and his breath gradually weakened.

The figure that appeared in the depths of her pupils gradually became the appearance of another person.

It was a young man, dressed in black and white robe, with long black hair falling from behind.

Its facial features are similar to those of Yin Tianxia, ​​the emperor of the Ming Dynasty known to Yan Zhaoge and others.

However, this man is much younger than the image that Yin Tianxia left to the world.

At the same time, Yin Tianxia in the memory of Yan Zhaoge and others had long black hair but pure white eyebrows.

The eyebrows of this young man are still black.

But the pair of black and white, Shen Xiong's quiet eyes, is generally no different from Yan Zhaoge's memory.

"I know that my habit of being late is always bad, especially this time, I was a few hundred years late." The white dress woman's neck gradually lost its strength to support the head, and the head of the worm fell more and more: "But I guarantee this is the last Once. "

"Baichuan, I'm coming."

The voice was finally low to almost unheard, until it was completely cut off.

The woman in the white dress sat stiffly and bowed her head, no more breath.

Hu Yuexin, the emperor of Ming Dynasty, finally passed away in an exotic space within the tributary of the Tianhe River.

In the light and shadow picture, her remnants gradually became gradual, and the light stretched from it.

The vitality broke out, and eventually the figure disappeared, leaving only a sapling rooted in place, twirling branches and leaves, and finally turning into a towering god tree.

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng stood in situ, watching this scene, silently.

After a long time, the two saluted the Canghua God Tree together.

"Is that Youming Emperor?" Feng Yunsheng asked softly.

"Yes." Yan Zhaoge replied silently: "Yin Baichuan is the real name of Youming Emperor. After he succeeded as the leader of Youming Holy Church, he changed his name to Yin Tianxia."

He turned to look at Chen Qianhua, his eyes cold.

"You are satisfied with this?" Chen Qianhua's expression was somewhat disgusted: "Unexpectedly, it is the greatest fun for people to live. What has been known about the fun?"

Yan Zhaoge said coldly: "Some people, some things, how can you be happy, what are you thinking of?"