Chapter Thirty-Three: Revealing One's True Identity in Times of Crisis
Seeing the snow fall, Chang Geng and Wu Xiang suddenly couldn't cry, even Ying Xuan couldn't help but burst into tears; finally got rid of the entanglement of their opponents, and the three of them fell anxiously beside Tianxue;
Chang Geng clenched his fists and raised his head to the sky and roared, while Wu Yu and Ying Xuan were silent, quietly guarding Tianxue and Yunluo's side.
Endless sadness and ashamed self-blame made Chang Geng slowly close his eyes, everything just now kept wandering in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of determination.
"Wu Xu, Ying Xuan, you two each bring Yunluo and Tianxue, see the opportunity for a while, and run away" sighed deeply, Chang Geng's breath, in helplessness and loneliness, slowly grew.
"Senior Brother Chang Gung, ...... you" Looking at Chang Gung, who was almost collapsing, Wu Xiang noticed a trace of abnormality, and in an instant, he understood Chang Gung's thoughts.
Yes, in the face of such a powerful Hungry Ghost King, even if the three of them continue to fight, the outcome will not change, and in the end, all the people will fall here.
The only way now is to need one person to sacrifice, just like the original Yunluo, to blow up the original god, although the three of them know in their hearts that even if they blow themselves up, they can't kill the hungry ghost king, but only in this way can they have a chance to let other people live.
"Wu Xu, don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, hurry up" Looking at Tianxue lying quietly on the ground, Chang Geng has made up his mind; although he no longer has the ability to avenge Tianxue, he will never let these ghost animals live so well.
Yes, Wu Xiang is sometimes cowardly, sometimes cowardly, but when people are in a desperate situation, everyone has that strength and perseverance; seeing the people around him fall one by one, Wu Xiang is unwilling to leave, he does not want to be left alone in the end, and he lives secretly.
"Do you want Yunluo and Tianxue to not even have a whole corpse?" As if begging, Chang Geng wailed, and his choked words were like a sharp sword, and the sword was inserted in Wu Yu's heart.
"Okay, I'll go" The tears at this moment, what they represent, it doesn't matter anymore, since it has been decided, there is no longer any hesitation, Wu wants to know, if it drags on, even Chang Geng's sacrifice will become futile.
Wu wanted to signal Ying Xuan to pick up Tianxue, and he hurried to Yunluo's side.
"Be careful" At this moment, a demon pawn quietly appeared behind Ying Xuan.
With Wu Xu's shout, Ying Xuan dodged, quickly hugged Tianxue, and came to the air, while Wu Xuan hurriedly picked up Yunluo, endured the burn, and flew back a few steps.
At this time, no one noticed that Tianxue's blood was slowly falling down Yunluo's forehead, drop by drop, down his drooping arm.
"Let's go" Chang Geng had already made the final preparations, nodded slightly at Wu Yu and Ying Xuan, and his momentum skyrocketed.
Suddenly, at this very moment, time seemed forbidden.
The surging demon pawns were frozen in place, and the hateful face was still clearly visible; the hungry ghost king waving his fists, with his big feet raised high, hovered in the air; Chang Geng, who was casting his handprint, was like turning into a statue and was glaring ahead; while Wu Yu gritted his teeth and hugged Yunluo tightly, motionless, and the burns on his arms were vividly discernible at this time.
Only Ying Xuan, in this still space, was not affected in any way, looking at everything in front of her in a daze, Ying Xuan didn't know what was going on in this moment.
Just when Ying Xuan was at a loss, in her stunned gaze, Yunluo's body began to gradually float out of thin air, and then, a majestic aura slowly emanated from Yunluo's body.
"This is ......" This breath is really familiar to Ying Xuan; standing in place dumbfounded, Ying Xuan burst into tears in an instant; stupidly looking at the clouds suspended in mid-air, Ying Xuan smiled, and smiled so sweetly.
"Tianxue" When Yunluo opened his eyes, an elegant voice came out of his mouth, and at this moment, Yunluo is no longer the ordinary, mermaid disciple of Taiyi, now he is the lord of the demon world who is proud of heaven and earth, the ancient emperor.
The Ancient Emperor looked at Tianxue on the ground stupidly, his eyes revealed endless grief and sorrow, and with a slight wave of his right hand, Tianxue's body slowly floated into his arms.
"Tianxue, I finally see you" The seemingly calm voice was full of expectations and desires; the slightly trembling hands of the ancient emperor caressed Tianxue's face with extreme tenderness, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth for her; the lonely eyes and haggard face made people feel sad and heartbroken.
"I'm sorry, I'm late again" hot tears burst out of her eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the original bloodstained and ragged Tianxue instantly changed back to its previous appearance; phoenix eyebrows, delicate nose, skin like jade snow, red lips and red plums; she is still the arrogant but delicate Tianxue, if it is not completely breathless, it gives people the feeling that she is just asleep.
In this way, in the vision of the Ancient Emperor, it seemed that there was only Tianxue, this devastated battlefield, this ghost beast with different postures, as if all this had nothing to do with him, all he wanted to do now was to quietly hold Tianxue in his arms.
Ying Xuan didn't bother her brother, just looked at him quietly, because Ying Xuan knew what Tianxue meant to her brother, and she also knew what her brother was suffering from the pain of turning into bones and removing his soul.
"Brother" Finally, Ying Xuan couldn't help it, letting the tears keep washing her cheeks;
"Ying Xuan, you are naughty again" A slight smile appeared at the corner of the Ancient Emperor's mouth, maybe it was because of the snow, that smile was a little far-fetched.
"Brother, Ying Xuan has always been very well-behaved" Who would have never thought that Ying Xuan, who has always been eccentric and rude, was so subtle when facing her brother this time.
"Silly girl, my brother will return to the primeval world sooner or later, why do you risk coming to the human world" Falling from the air, just a breath, the primeval emperor came to Ying Xuan's side, and shook his head helplessly, although the words were reproachful, but there was endless doting everywhere.
"Tianxue, wait for me" waved his hand, and in the messy hall, a delicate flower platform suddenly appeared; leaning down, the ancient emperor carefully placed Tianxue on the flower platform.
Looking at the quiet snow, the Ancient Emperor smiled slightly, then turned around and looked ahead, the original tenderness with affection disappeared in an instant, replaced by a seemingly calm, but chilling gaze.