Facing the undead soldier without any emotion or mercy, Chu Feiyan had no other way, he stood still and did not move. Ever since he stepped into the vicinity of the Imperial City again, he had been restless, to be precise, because of the seed in the porcelain vase in his arms.

Halfway up the mountain, you can see the Weiyang Square where Ye Xiaoxiao participated in the Chaotian Competition, as well as the giant tree that leads to the world "preaching". Even though it's summer, the tall branches are still full of pink and white plum blossoms.

He never understood why Ye Xiaoxiao planted this giant tree at any cost, but at this moment, he may have some understanding. In the darkness he felt a pull from his soul, connected to it through the seed in his arms.

At this moment, he seemed to see the past and present lives of the "Tao", saw it grow from a small shoot to a towering giant tree, saw it stand proudly in the face of lightning and thunder countless times, stood tall in the face of landslides and tsunamis countless times, and saw it bloom in the unreachable sky against endless cold and anger.

It has never succumbed, and the plum blossoms with full branches are more prosperous than one year after another, always proving something to the sky.

This silent emotion reached Chu Feiyan's heart, and he suddenly opened his arms, trying to respond to the stubbornness.

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose, rolling up the plum blossoms in the sky. Countless petals left the branches, flew towards Forget Worry Mountain in the wind, and flew in front of Chu Feiyan, dancing like a brilliant colorful butterfly, and then one petal after another fell into his hands.

At this moment, Chu Feiyan's eyes were a little moist, and the petals that had been weathered by the wind and frost of heaven and earth left the branches on which he depended and were about to wither, just to respond to the call in his heart.

Feeling the strong attachment at his fingertips, Chu Feiyan raised his head and muttered: Do you think I am Ye Xiaoxiao, people from afar, can I see you again?

The plum blossom born by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth soon began to turn yellow, Chu Feiyan cut his fingers and gently pinched it in his hand, nourishing it with painstaking efforts, and the petals became new and delicate.

"What!"

Mia watched in shock at the scene in front of her, and when those petals flew in, the army of the undead who swarmed up became hesitant for a moment, and the dark green gaze became uncertain. This is the first time since his magic achievements have shown signs of being suppressed!

Chu Feiyan bent down and dug a small pit and buried the petals in it. Suddenly, the undead soldiers who were a foot away in front of them retreated in fear.

Mi E looked at Chu Feiyan with resentment, the petals that contained abundant spiritual power of heaven and earth were actually the natural enemies of the undead.

Chu Feiyan took a few steps forward, pinched a plum blossom again, nourished it with his heart's blood, and then buried it in the soil, and the undead retreated again.

Mi felt a huge threat, but he also saw that Chu Feiyan was nourishing with his heart's work, and said with a gloomy smile: "See how long you can last!"

So there was a magical scene on the Forgotten Worry Mountain, where one person and one flower forced the five thousand undead soldiers to retreat down the mountain.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Feiyan found that his hands became trembling, even if he gently pinched the petals, it became very difficult, his face was so pale that he couldn't see a trace of blood, every time he bent down, it seemed that he couldn't stand up anymore, he was still holding on again and again.

However, it is a pity that he has only come a short way until now.

Some of the brave people on the mountain looked back curiously, and saw the incredible scene below, and people were sincerely grateful: "Who is that young man sacred?"

Li Qiu laughed, thinking that it was time to show his identity as a fan brother, patting his chest and shouting in that penetrating voice: "He is my most admired, strongest, and most omnipotent big brother!"

The crowd rolled their eyes: "Hurry up and get to the point!"

So Li Qiu cleared his throat and said very solemnly: "The Chosen Son—Chu Feiyan!"

The crowd fell into a brief silence, a name that was almost forgotten, a name that had long been put on the Pillar of Shame, and it was difficult for them to associate it with the young man below who had given up his life for himself.

Yes, they suddenly remembered. Once that name also symbolized heroes, symbolized glory, symbolized the hope of the dark water, and became a dazzling light that can make people feel at ease in the midst of storms.

At some point, he was labelled as a disgraceful traitor, and although they felt regret, sadness, regret, and even anger, they did not doubt it, because everything seemed to be a sure thing, and there was no doubt about it.

But now everything has changed, they fled all the way from Nancheng to the bloody city wall and then fled to Forget Worry Mountain, they were abandoned again and again, exposed to the iron hooves of the enemy, and the blood flowed like a river;

In the end, it was the man who was called a "traitor" who was really standing in front of them, and saved their lives with the power of one person. The previous rumors about Xuan Tiangang and another "truth" gradually became clear, and it was clear which was right and which was wrong, not for anything else, but because they preferred to believe what they saw with their own eyes.

Li Qiu looked at the silent crowd and was depressed in his heart, could it be that these people still didn't believe Chu Feiyan Just wanted to say something more but suddenly found that people's eyes had changed, becoming bright and hot. The crowd responded excitedly and enthusiastically:

"We should go and help him!"

At this moment, Li Qiu laughed happily.

His vision had become dim, and Chu Feiyan couldn't remember how many petals he had buried with his own hands, he just told himself in his heart that it would be good to hold on for a while, hold on for a while.

Suddenly, he seemed to have completely lost his strength under his feet, and he could no longer stand up, so he staggered and fell backwards.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful hands dragged him back.

"Here we are!"

In his dim vision, he seemed to see a lot of people smiling at him, was this a dream?

Liu Ying's tears swirled in his eyes, how could Chu Feiyan be handsome at this moment, the whole person was like a candle in the wind, and it would be extinguished as soon as it was blown. The long, jet-black hair was turning white one by one at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Liu Hu held his body, almost didn't feel any weight, he really reached the point of running out of oil and drying up.

When it got closer, people found out what he had done, he kept burying flowers and burying flowers, and the long mountain road was stained with his blood.

The scarred fingertips were barely bleeding.

Chu Feiyan stood up again, cutting his wrist and dyeing the flying petals red again.

"Big brother, that's enough!

"Yes, as long as they don't get up, we'll be safe for the time being!" the people persuaded.

It's a pity that Chu Feiyan couldn't hear their words at all at this time, he had already lost consciousness, and he was just relying on the last obsession in his heart to act.

Li Qiu wanted to snatch the petals in his hand, but he was shocked by more than ten zhang at once, only then did he know that they could not do anything about everything he had done, and only then did he understand why Chu Feiyan didn't want them to turn back. He didn't want them to see him die miserably.

"Is Brother Chu really going to die?" Liu Ying said with a crying voice, "Brother, you save him"

Liu Hu shook his head helplessly, the crowd also became silent, sadness and tears continued to spread, people finally put aside the fear in their hearts, even if they saw Mia's undead soldiers close in front of them, they still silently followed him.

In any case, at least accompany him on his last journey.

Mia looked at the sky, a little angry, calculating that the defeated army of Chiyan was coming soon, and he couldn't continue to spend it here.

However, with the current manpower, it is impossible to defeat the defenders of the East Gate, let alone cut off their retreat. The gloomy glint in Mie's eyes was quickly weighing the gains and losses, and suddenly he laughed and muttered, "Why do I have to stop them, hehehe." ”

In the strange laughter, he finally glared at Chu Feiyan fiercely: "It's a pity that I didn't see you die with my own eyes." Then the army of the undead retreated.

And it didn't take long for the last petal to be buried in the soil, and Chu Feiyan finally sat down cross-legged. People gathered around happily, only to find that he was already cold, and there was no breath, only the white hair on his head fluttering messily in the wind, as if he was making a final farewell.

On this day, the whimpering sound on the Forgotten Worry Mountain did not stop, and the Forgotten Worry Mountain, which had never snowed since then, actually snowed heavily on the day of the summer solstice, and a few days later the Forgotten Worry Mountain completely became a frozen world, and it did not melt for several months, and ordinary people could no longer get close to it.

People say that God is using ice and snow to wash away the grievances he has been suffering, and he turned into an ice sculpture after his death and is still persistently guarding his kingdom.