Volume 1 The Wind and Cloud of the Lu Kingdom Chapter 28 Heart

"This ......"

Fu Yuancai sat on the ground, the world of twenty years was directly shattered, as soon as King Lu raised his foot, he stepped past Fu Yuancai's side, walked straight into the door, and disappeared behind the door like lightning.

Fu Yuancai opened his mouth, the pain on his shoulder made Fu Yuancai come back to his senses, after thinking for a while, Fu Yuancai stood up and walked towards the magical door, when he walked through the door, Fu Yuancai's eyes still couldn't help but look at the old man's face on the door, the old man's face seemed to be smiling and didn't seem to have any expression, which was extremely unique.

Fu Yuancai thought intently, and there seemed to be thousands of questions that he wanted to ask the old man, but some of them converged on his lips at the last moment, and finally only turned into one sentence.

"Who the hell are you, a human, a demon, or a ghost?"

"Neither, I'm a guardian, an overseer, a promoter, a caretaker, whatever I call it, but I still like to call myself a seeker. ”

"Seekers, what are you looking for?"

"Wars, people, monsters, blood, everything, we look for the origin, we return to the origin, we look for the future and look around the past, travel through time and space, survive at the end of the world, no matter what happened before, the current me is just a door. ”

"We?"

"Go in, see, listen, think, struggle, live, find that thing, release it, become it, fight against it. ”

"You ......"

Before the words could be spoken, the man was sucked into the door, which slowly closed, and a sigh lingered......

"Thirteenth ......"

Fu Yuan only entered the door, it was a strange place, like a person put all the colors in the world in the same place, and there were colorful things everywhere.

Silver trees, golden rivers, blue suns and animals of various colors, it is difficult for you to imagine that in this colorful but completely different world from the outside world, from the red grass, suddenly a purple tiger pops out of what it feels like, and you can't imagine what it is like to have two green rabbits hit your feet and rub your trouser legs with small short legs。

This kind of singing has no lyrics, but it has a unique charm, deeply savored, as if flooded with a sea of colors, a stream of warmth, cold, despair, misery, pain, wailing, etc. poured into the heart, each color seems to become an emotion, and each emotion seems to convey color, endless, interlocking, in this gorgeous world, adding a bit of weirdness.

Yes, it's weird, Fu Yuancai thinks that he has long passed the age of a child, and he has also passed the stage of naïve fantasies, he never believes that the person or place that King Lu is looking for is such a beautiful and gorgeous world, and he doesn't believe that King Lu values only these inexplicable things, if he can, Fu Yuancai believes in darkness even more, hopeless darkness.

That's what Fu Yuan thinks, and the world changes in this way.

Like an ink painting, washed by a stream of water, the whole colorful world began to slowly fade in color, gray climbed up the treetops, darkness surrounded the jungle, gloom embraced the beast, a colorful, dreamy world became a ghost full of despair, loneliness, and darkness in a moment.

The yin wind gusted, the song turned into a ghost cry, and the wailing spread all over the four fields, blowing not only Fu Yuancai's clothes, but also like a cold wind that knocked Fu Yuancai's soul on the cliff, just like the lonely soul in the myth and legend that died in vain in the city, crashing on the edge of the cliff in the wilderness all day long, the kind of horror that penetrated into the heart was full of despair, making people have the urge to take out the rope and hang under the cliff in the next moment.

Fu Yuancai's face was pale, but his body was like a drunkard, swaying back and forth, this kind of panic, deep into the bone marrow, resounded between the chest, more like a ghost that lingered in Fu Yuancai's ears, with a yin wind, whispered: "The other side of the flower, the other side of the flower, the flowers and leaves are not seen, the leaves and flowers are not dependent, Huangquan Ke, Huangquan Ke, life and death into the netherworld, death and life do spring guidance, this life is lonely, the next life is free, go with me with the wind, return, return, it's good, it's ......good, it's good, it's good."

The low groan broke the bowels, the hearer lost his soul, Fu Yuan is only six products, neither the spirit of the three-grade martial artist is one, nor the grandmaster has the great power of the derived Yuan Shen, he is nothing more than an ordinary person with a strange background who knows a little kung fu, and ordinary people have an ordinary life, they don't see gods and ghosts, they only see a few weeds in the square inch, and the calculation is the trivial things in the countryside, and Fu Yuancai is a little stronger than them, but it is only a square inch into a few inches, and the township becomes the county, for the weirdness of ghosts and gods, Fu Yuancai is no different from ordinary people.

Therefore, Fu Yuancai's body is crooked, his legs are crooked, his body is crooked, his legs are crooked, and people are naturally unstable.

Don't ask Fu Yuancai how to know, this world is not only women have a sixth sense, a man's sixth sense is only between life and death, that is a kind of beast intuition that has been engraved in the blood since ancient times, and it will never appear until the great terror and danger, but unfortunately, in this world, when men have this feeling, it is not far from death.

So Fu Yuancai can't escape, can't avoid, when the sense of crisis comes up, the body is already uncontrollable, swaying in the wind, this wind does not blow clothes and hats, nor blows willow green branches, but blows people's hearts, blows people's souls, the soul is scattered, the wind is scattered, and the wind is scattered, so Fu Yuancai fell to the ground with no eyes.

"Ahh The dust of fame and fame is between my five fingers, cholera, kill, kill, unfilial, kill, kill, unthankful, kill, disobedient to the king, kill! disrespectful to heaven and earth, kill!

Seven sentences, seven killing words, like a thunderbolt, will blow the yin wind blowing towards Fu Yuancai, more like Huang Zhong Da Lu, Fu Yuancai's mind and mind are one, Fu Yuancai hurriedly stiffened his waist, barely stood up, his eyes tried to open, and what he saw was just like a skyrocketing imperial overlord.

King Lu! Pei Qing!

Dressed in a yellow robe and standing with the earth, like a golden giant standing in the sky, the dark clouds bow their heads for it, the wind bends down for it, the thunder and lightning turn into the plaything between his hands, and the white bones under the feet of the hundred schools of thought, this is not a real scene, but a kind of fantasy that makes people see it naturally.

The world says that King Lu relies on intrigues and tricks, but in the eyes of Fu Yuancai at this time, King Lu is an upright emperor, domineering, and arrogant The emperor who is deployed in the long river of history.

What made King Lu have such power? What made this ghost snake turn into an imperial land? Is it the internal qi, is the momentum, is it the power?

Fu Yuancai doesn't understand, and he can't understand it, no matter how strong King Lu is, he is just a human being, and if he is a human being, he can't make heaven and earth natural, not to mention King Lu, even if he is a great grandmaster, if the great grandmaster also has this kind of power, not to mention that the giant tortoise is a monster ten times more powerful than the giant tortoise, and there is only one end - death.

"If the emperor's heart is strong, the people are strong, and everything is in my hands, Tang Wanxin, I have waited for you for 20 years, and finally I still came here, I said, with me, you can't escape, you can't hide, I don't let you die, you have to live, Tang Wanxin, I'm here." ”

King Lu strode out, the world in front of him suddenly dissipated, and a small black hole appeared, King Lu stepped into the hole, and lost his figure in a moment.

"If the emperor's heart is strong, people are strong, everything is in my hands, if the emperor's heart is strong, people are strong, everything is in my hands, and the emperor's heart is strong......"

Fu Yuancai muttered to himself, these words were like a tonic, injected into Fu Yuancai's heart, making Fu Yuancai suddenly enlightened, at this moment he finally understood the foundation of his foothold in this ghost, that is a kind of power that only the heart has.

Heart! Invincible! Heart! Inclusive of all things!

The moment Fu Yuancai realized it, the entire ghost snake immediately shattered, revealing the appearance of an underground cave, and at this time, the two silver claws on Fu Yuancai's shoulders suddenly burst into a bright light, turning into two streamers and escaping into Fu Yuancai's chest, and suddenly Fu Yuancai's chest had an extra heart-shaped tattoo, and a memory poured into Fu Yuancai's mind.

Heart Liubu, Tang Guo is unlearned, King Lu will not, Wenren Yongyuan will not, Hongyi will not, there is only one woman in the world except for the Tang royal family, that is the third princess who was brought out by King Lu Pei Qing from the Blood Hidden Sect, and Tang Wanxin, who used a stand-in to settle in Jiaguo, is also a peerless woman who attracted the coveted by the five major dynasties and the four holy places, in Dalu, only this woman will.

And this woman didn't teach Fu Yuancai or even had the opportunity to see Fu Yuancai, but Fu Yuancai just knew the heart willow step, and his heart willow step was far more mysterious and subtle than the heart willow step of Tang Guo's lineage, because this is the kung fu that Fu Yuancai has engraved in his heart since he was born.

Only Fu Yuan understands the power of the heart, and the two silver claws are the key to really open Fu Yuancai's heart, in this inner world, Fu Yuan has only seen a person, a person that Fu Yuan has dreamed of seeing but never sees, a person who Fu Yuan only knows his name but can't always remember his appearance.

That is a beautiful woman in the world, and she is also a woman who is involved in the general trend of this world - Tang Wanxin.