The stiff back seemed to have been frozen into ice by the cold, and the flagpole behind the young man was cold, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The flag belonging to the Shen family is still flying above Kyushu, but how long can this flag continue to last?

Nobody knows.

The moment the flag fell, it may be the moment when Kyushu also fell.

"Patriarch ......"

Shen Feifei wiped the dried blood from the corners of the little boy's mouth, he had been up and down in this troubled world since he was a child, and he had never had a good day, and now even his life was almost coming to an end.

Shen Siyou's eyes were only bloody, his body was stiff, but his back was straight, like a banner that refused to fall in the midst of a natural disaster.

"I, it's fine. ”

What was once a crisp voice is now hoarse and ugly, like the last unwilling roar of the old bellows.

Who would have thought that he was just a teenager?

"Sorry, I'm late. ”

The flag behind him was suddenly withdrawn, and the warm palm was over his waist, and the sound that appeared in his dreams countless times made his body stiffen suddenly.

He didn't dare to turn back, and there was no way to turn back.

I'm afraid it's another dream, and when I wake up, everything is still the same.

"Patriarch ......"

Shen Feifei's voice trembled, and he looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I'll do the rest. ”

Shen Yuheng smiled at her, the flag was carried behind her, and the dark red flag seemed to be condensed with blood, and it sounded in the wind.

The boy finally turned his head stiffly, and the familiar face met his eyes, but he couldn't help but moisten his eyes.

"Mother's ......"

At this moment, Shen Siyou only wanted to throw himself into her arms and tell her all his years of suffering, but his stiff body prevented him from all his movements, and he could only let him look at her with those blood-colored eyes, which seemed to accuse all the twists and turns of these years.

"Don't be afraid, I'm back, my mother is back. ”

Shen Yuheng stretched out his hand to wrap his body, and the warm embrace instantly soothed all his uneasiness.

He is also afraid, afraid of the natural disasters that will come all the time, afraid of whether he will suddenly fall one day, afraid of whether this Kyushu will be like Youzhou, completely sunk, and in the end there is nothing left, only chaos.

But now, she's back.

Shen Siyou is the faith of mortals in the entire Kyushu, but no one knows that Shen Yuheng is the belief in his heart.

Now Shen Yuheng's return seems to have found his backbone.

The strength of the strong support finally collapsed at this moment, and the young man let his body fall into Shen Yuheng's arms, and finally closed his eyes tiredly, leaving only an even breathing sound.

He was so tired that he needed a good rest now.

"Take care of Si You, just leave everything to me. ”

Sending Shen Siyou into Shen Feifei's arms, Shen Yuheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Shen Feifei couldn't help but moisten his eyes, as if he had returned to the time when the immortals and demons were fighting.

Shen Siyou is young in the end, even if he has supported it for so long, it is still not as good as Shen Yuheng's prestige, maybe one day, Shen Siyou will really become the support of the entire Shen family, but not now.

I saw that the woman with a snake tail flicked her tail and was already flying into the distance, and the flag behind her also flew with her movements.

"Ah Heng ......"

The young man holding the wine gourd suddenly looked up, but only saw a purple light that pierced the sky.

Finally back.

Chu Tianxuan couldn't help but smile with relief, Kyushu had been struggling for too long, and when it reached a limit, Kyushu would either perish, or it would be reborn on this wasteland.

They just lack a chance.

And now, the return of Shen Yuheng has completely broken this deadlock, and Kyushu's opportunity is at this moment!

I don't know how many directions, I don't know how many pairs of eyes looked at the torn sky at the same time.

"I know I'm back. ”

Fu Jiu Xu casually threw down the charm in his hand, enveloping the people who were struggling on the scorched earth in a coolness.

"It's not too late to come back, though. ”

Shaking her head, she made up her mind, but without hesitation, she dropped all the charms in her hands.

Kyushu has been sunk in natural disasters for so many years, and there are not many people left, whether they are monks or mortals, they are all struggling and hard.

And great monks like them are just able to do their best and obey the destiny of heaven.

After all, no one has the ability to snatch people from that impermanence of natural disasters.

If Shen Yuheng had not appeared, perhaps the final outcome of these monks would have been to die in this Kyushu, born in glory and glorious.

That was the fate of the monks.

They enjoy the glory of mortal faith, and are destined to become mortal shields and mortal swords at such moments.

"Immortal Chief, what is that?"

The yellow-faced and thin-skinned teenager looked at Fu Jiuzhu puzzled, the natural disaster in Kyushu didn't know how many years it had lasted, these young children had never had a full meal experience, they grew up in suffering, but none of them gave up the hope in their hearts.

Someday it will pass.

The wind and rain will eventually dissipate, leaving them with only clouds and rainbows.

"It's faith. ”

Fu Jiu touched the young man's head, and there was a bit of comfort in his voice.

Kyushu is both a faith.

"Faith?"

The boy looked up at the sky that was almost filled with purple, and felt that he had never been able to meet such a brilliant color in his life.

For as long as he could remember, all he had seen was endless desolation, endless blood, and he had never seen the blooming flowers, the green grass, or the blue sky.

And now this purple almost invaded his entire heart, bringing him only endless shock.

I'll never forget this scene for the rest of my life.

"Yes, it's faith. ”

Fu Jiuxu's gaze was firm.

The monks believe in fate, and for them, the word fate is always symbiotic with them.

Yet, not a single monk was willing to accept his fate.

Even if they knew that Kyushu had reached such a point now, their struggle might be in vain, but no one was willing to give up at this time.

One more day may be able to keep them alive one more day.

What about with Tiandou?

As monks, they were originally competing with heaven and earth, but now they are just letting go of their hands and feet!

If they don't even have the courage to compete with heaven and earth, what kind of Tao do they cultivate, what immortals do they seek?

The purple light in the sky was still pervasive, whether it was darkness or light, it was covered by this purple light at this moment, and all they could see was the brilliant purple light.

It is as if the sun is rising and purple air is coming from the east.