Chapter 5: The Poetry Fountain of the Night

The night is long, the moonlight is shining, when the dark curtain of the day covers this vermilion sky, the flowers, plants, birds and trees are silent with this endless silence, it may be that the wind blows the branches and leaves, it may be that the insects are sleepy in August, and the group is dying, only he is awake.

He was originally ordinary, but because he fearlessly stood up once, he was ignorant of life and death, and he was reborn in a trance because of his unwavering obsession to survive, and also because of that unknown voice.

"Yequan-senpai, are you there?" he didn't shout, he knew the legendary supreme supernatural power that could transmit spirits, and he speculated that since this hidden god could save his life in an instant, he must have heard his call. But after a long time, the night of the black Suosuo was still as silent as ever, as silent as death.

"Why didn't you respond?" Jiang Ming didn't speak, the persistence on his face was even deeper, he suddenly pulled out a small knife, wiped his left hand and wiped it, and suddenly blood filled his palm. He knew the pain, he didn't know why, and if his pain could awaken that person's salvation, the blood would be worth it.

"None of this is false. I remember your voice clearly, I remember every word you said, if you were willing to save me once, why didn't you help me out of the dead end?"

"If I understand correctly, you must have a person you love deeply, someone you protect and struggle for, if separation can make obsession die, if life and death can make possession annihilated, then you will not be so disappointed existence. ”

"If there is something in this world that is immortal, then run to it, chase it, we are not afraid of the cold rain and wind in the wilderness, and we can even fight everything in this cycle. ”

"Boom!" There was a thunderclap, shaking the meridians of his body, Jiang Ming suddenly felt numb, and then his eyes darkened, and he fell into a deep space. In his eyes, there are flowing images, connected to each other, as if they were a complete story.

If you can't read affection, he's sinking.

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"Wow wow! The baby cried in his father's arms, and was passed into the hands of everyone present in the eyes of the stars and moons, as if the baby were a treasure of well-being.

"Sir, this child was born in the midst of a disaster, and he should be given a name for peace. The baby's mother, still lying on the bed, said with weak strength.

"Master, when the noble son was born, there were clouds in the sky, the light rainbow, the thunder cracked the day, this is a good omen, the ancient saying has clouds, 'see the thunder rainbow is the dragon elephant life', the son is really the saint of the clan, and he will ride the dragon in the future. Xiangshi said.

"My Ye Clan's ancient clan has been desolate for a hundred years, and the talents have withered, and now it is such a mess, even a saint is difficult to interfere with. But blessed is my son, and fathers must do their best to let him live in peace. Although the baby's father knew that the physiognomist was flattering, he was also very happy, and he laughed and stroked his beard and said: "The ancients believed that the mountain is the end, the spring is the realm, and the line is extended. Although my son suffered from the calamity, he could bear the word, and you thought it was called, Night Spring. ”

The room was full of cronies and relatives of the baby's father, and they looked at the baby's appearance one by one, pinning their most sincere wishes.

"Young master, the lord led the army to fight with the traitors in Banchi, and the traitors cunningly set up a poisonous array to fight, and the lord and more than 20,000 people did not survive!"

A faithful captain of the guard knelt before a child of seven or eight years old, his face full of tears, and his sorrow could not be contained.

"Good nephew, I am your father's cousin, you can continue to be the king in this Night Sun City in the future, but everything you want will go through my hands. A slightly chubby man with a bright smile squatted in front of the child, patting the child's head with one hand, full of doting.

"I want to practice martial arts, uncle!" the child's expression was stunned, but it was so determined, like an immortal stone.

"Lord, although the second king has died in battle, it is always a scourge to keep his flesh and blood by his side, you know, if we were willing to join the two kings to encircle the traitors, the two kings would not ......"

"What do you know, this Night Spring is a blessed person, and his talent for martial arts is extremely high, if we grasp this chess piece well, it will be enough to kill the traitor who has been rampant for many years, and I am afraid in my heart. ”

"Your name is Yequan, aren't you? If you can have a cup of tea with me, I'll help you assassinate Fan Wugong. The woman smiled mischievously, like a lively dragonfly.

"If I invite you to tea, will you grant me a request? Fang Guo was weak, he was carrying a sword on his back, and he was rude, but he smiled extremely purely.

"Yes, I do. The woman smiled and amazed half of the mountains and rivers.

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He carried a bloody human head, and just like that, under the gaze of many sword-wielding guards, he walked into the courtyard, and with a random flick, he spilled the half-congealed blood juice on the ground.

"Let her go, and I'll take Fan Wugong's head to exchange. ”

"Quan'er, well done, in this way, my Yejia's foundation will be truly stable. ”

"Uncle, I beg you to let her go, I love her. ”

"Bastard, do you know who that witch is? The people of the Mixed Yuan Demon Sect, they eat people's flesh and blood, like desolate creatures. ”

"Demons can still kill people openly, but how many decent people who claim to be gentlemen have stabbed people in the back all their lives, rather than being like you, I might as well be a real demon. ”

"Rebel, do you know what you are talking about? If you are a rebel, you should be punished by heaven, and quickly kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. ”

"The revenge of killing my father is not shared!" I saw that a spear had already pierced someone's chest, and his eyes were as open as fish's eyes, and he would never understand why this nephew, who had always been obedient to his words, would attack so quickly and ruthlessly.

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"Yequan, the seven of our elders have all recommended you to be the new head of the Night Clan's ancient clan, and everyone in this Night Sun City can be governed by you in the future. ”

"Tell me, where is she?" he looked at the seven elders indifferently, the sword in his hand tightened tighter.

"Don't you listen to good words, the witch is dead, you better be the head of this clan with peace of mind. ”

"The beautiful woman is dead, and the power is tasteless. ”

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"It's been three months, and even if you are steel and iron in this cold water prison, you can only wait for death weakly. If you agree to be the head of the Night Clan, and kill this woman to commemorate your dead ancestors, we can support you to ascend to the throne regardless of your past suspicions. ”

Both of them were shackled by the shackles of meteoric iron, one at one end and the other at the other, and although they could see it, they could not come close. He had lost his former heroism, and her eyes had faded and were no longer as beautiful as they had been.

"Izumi, for my sake, you must live. ”

"Shi'er, if I steal my life and exchange your life for my prosperity, I will be better off than dead. ”

"If I die, my soul will definitely go to that place of eternal life, that place called 'Pigtlerock', and as long as there is a trace of soul, I will always love you. ”

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Even if I search all the three walls and nine fields, I will find you, and if you are in the Wattle, I will taste all the poison and meet you.

"Yequan, that witch has died in order to make you die, you don't have to do foolish things again, otherwise you will be imprisoned in the cold water and iron prison again, and suffer all the suffering of the world. ”

"What the Fifth Elder said is that you are extremely talented, if you practice hard, you will definitely be able to lead the Night Clan Ancient Clan to the top. Ahead is the Broken Soul Cliff, there is a yin wind and earth tide that can break people's meridians, if you get involved, your talent will be damaged, if you still don't give up, we will personally take you back. ”

He looked at the blurred sky in front of him, the emptiness in his eyes and the loss in his heart went crazy again, he sneered, and his body burst out of his body, and his gloomy angry face like a ghost roared: "Ah~ Do you really think that I can still be controlled by you old immortals? If it weren't for you, how could she choose to die!"

A huge light flickered, dazzling like a star, and the terrifying power on it made the seven of them frightened and frightened, and the seven people just wanted to rely on their own profound qi to defend themselves, but found that their bodies had long been unable to raise the slightest strength, and the seven elders who had always been strong were like fish on the board at this time, allowing others to slaughter.

One of them let out a voice in surprise: "Formless and formless, create a strong man!" Then the seven elders were hit hard and fell to the ground together, and their strength was already empty.

And that person had no mercy, no killing, just kept walking towards the Broken Soul Cliff, the yin wind and earth tide hit his body, severely destroying his soul and body, but he didn't stop searching, searching, and finally only a wisp of remnant soul remained, and it was lost in the vast wasteland.

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"Is this your story senior?" Jiang Ming froze, but finally couldn't stop the tears in his eyes, and the hot pain made him almost suffocate.

"If you are still looking for your predecessor, but you can't pursue it anymore, I will go to Nettze Rock instead of you and find her for you!"

There was silence for a long time in the empty nothingness, and then it was turbulent like waves, as if a figure had been transformed into a figure in the darkness, and he was half-kneeling facing Jiang Ming, this gesture seemed to be the general's chanting, chanting Chu Jiangshui, this is a gesture of thanks in the rivers and lakes!