"Infinite distances, endless people, all related to me. ”

When Feng Qingyan said this, his cooled emperor's heart suddenly beat, and it seemed to be a little warm.

At this moment, the providence is still there, and it has never left.

It seemed to be staring at him, saying that the emperor had never died, and that he was with the shattered Kyushu.

"From then on, Kyushu and I are no longer irrelevant. ”

Feng Qingyan smiled suddenly, walked towards the will of heaven, and said: "If you are the heaven of Kyushu, I am the land of Kyushu, if you are the pillar of the heavens, I will be the boat carrying the earth, if you guard the sky of Kyushu, I will protect the land of Kyushu......"

His cooled imperial heart began to burn.

His heart finally warmed.

The heart is beating.

The blood is hot.

He gradually felt the power contained in the blood, and felt the infinite power born in the blazing heart.

That infinite power seemed to turn into a fire, scorching the strange black mist.

He didn't think that the emperor's heart, which the Holy Heaven could not suppress, and the strange black fog that the literary qi could not dispel, were burned by a fire. At this moment, the blood flowing from the blazing emperor's heart was rolling like magma, and it was also burning the strange black mist of the emperor's body.

However, whether it is the emperor's body or the emperor's heart, there are many strange black fogs hidden in them, like a sea of stars.

When he came back to his senses.

It seems to see Providence laughing.

Laughing and laughing, I don't know when I burst into tears.

At this moment, there is a voice rolling and echoing in the heavens and the earth, imprinted in the heavens and the earth like an oath.

"If you are the heaven of Kyushu, I am the land of Kyushu, if you are the pillar of the heavens, I will be the ship of the earth, if you guard the heaven of Kyushu, I will protect the land of Kyushu......"

What reverberated was what Feng Qingyan said.

When he heard this, he smiled and said, "Yes, if you are the heaven of Kyushu, I am the land of Kyushu, if you are the pillar of the heavens, I will be the ship of the earth, and if you guard the sky of Kyushu, I will protect the land of Kyushu......"

His dark imperial heart suddenly turned red, like red-hot iron.

Boom Boom –

At this moment, the emperor's heart is like a boiling oven.

Smelting a strange black mist.

The emperor's blood that flowed from the emperor's heart burst out with a terrifying temperature, like a fiery dragon, burning every inch of the emperor's body......

But in the blink of an eye.

The strange black mist that lurked in the emperor's body was almost burned clean.

But.

The strange black mist hidden in the emperor's heart was so much that it was beyond Feng Qingyan's imagination. Even if the emperor's heart turns into a rolling oven, it can't completely calcinate the weird black mist in his heart.

How much is calcined in the oven, how much will be born in the emperor's heart.

Steady stream.

It's like it's endless.

It seems that his heart is not an emperor's heart, but a strange heart.

But Feng Qingyan was not lost, he at least knew how to dispel the strange black fog in his heart.

If the emperor's heart can be turned into an oven all the time.

There will come a time when you will be able to completely calcine away the weirdness in your heart.

When he came back to his senses from his thoughts, Providence left with a smile at some point, but the Emperor of Immortality is with Kyushu, with you and me......

He did feel the presence of the Emperor.

It's in the middle of the world.

And in addition to him, there is another person in this heaven and earth who feels the presence of the emperor.

She is Ah Heng.

On Wushan.

Ah Heng stood in the sea of clouds, quietly looking up at the sky. I don't know when, I burst into tears, and Pear Blossom cried with rain: "Brother, I miss you......"

At this moment, my thoughts are like rain, but I am injured when I land.

Tears kept falling.

Suddenly, it rained heavily.

Wherever Ah Heng went, the heavy rain fell, and the sky and the earth were white.

"Brother, I miss you......"

Ah Heng cried as he walked, looking for his brother's figure.

However, she searched all over Wushan Realm, but she couldn't find her brother, so she left Wushan and came to Zhou Tianxia to look for her brother.

My brother is still not there.

My brother didn't know where he went.

Now.

It was also raining heavily every Sunday.

Countless literati looked up at the white sky in amazement.

Some people feel a strong sense of longing in the rain, and some people taste the bitter and salty taste in the rain.

Many literati looked at each other.

This rain seems a little strange, some literati said.

In the process of looking for Ah Heng, tears kept falling, and the sky kept raining.

At this moment, she was like a crazy demon, obsessively looking for her brother, and the thoughts of millions of years gathered together, and the whole person was stunned.

"Brother, where are you? I miss you......"

Ah Heng cried.

She searched all over the world, but she didn't look for her brother, so she came to the mountain and sea realm.

But there is still no brother in the mountain and sea world.

My brother didn't know where he had gone.

Brother, do you know that there is no world without you, without your back.

I was so lost and depressed, I felt that my sky was dark, there was not a single ray of sunlight, and it was deserted......

Now.

Ah Heng stood in the rain, letting the raindrops hit his scarred body.

She didn't know where to look.

The past persistence, the former sobriety, but only a thousand words of endless sadness.

The rain of longing fell on the body without an umbrella, penetrated into the clothes of longing, and turned into traces of longing.

At this time, Ah Heng felt that the world was even colder.

"Brother, I miss you......"

She muttered silently.

It's a pity that the emperor is with Kyushu, with you and me, but not in this world.

I don't know when.

The rain stopped.

Ah Heng walked in the air in a hurry.

Under the moonlight, gently and softly, the memory is still fresh, who is counting the scars all over his body?

When the long hair floats up, whose thoughts are drifting with it?

The night is as cold as water, whose clothes are stained with tears swaying in the wind?

In the night, it was cold and cold, and the memory was still there, so who was staring with scars all over his body?

The eyes are full of water, who still has clear teardrops?

The night is as cold as a demon, whose thoughts walk in the air with a crying voice?

For millions of years, from this mountain to that sea, it was a different light, the same loneliness, Ah Heng stepped on the fine moonlight.

Alone.

She misses the wind and scatters all over the world, struggling to find traces of her brother.

I heard that her brother was always far away, so she went without hesitation.

The joys and sorrows of helpless fate.

She still hasn't found her brother.

She silently walked back to Wushan, the lonely night, who said: The night does not leave the song to slow down the heart, the rain is like silk, three thousand hairs, and the head is white overnight?

Is the heart that is still beating full of scars and will not be surging wantonly? However, the heartache, the heart-rending pain, can only be known to those who have a heartache.

Under the cold night.

Ah Heng stepped on the fine moonlight and walked back to Wushan silently.

When she was walking into the Wushan realm.

In a trance, she seemed to feel the presence of her brother, who seemed to be behind her, and seemed to have been watching her silently......

She looked back in surprise and said, "Brother." ”

Looking back in a flash, it is a lifetime of memories that have been involved, and in the dark and cold night, Ah Heng's figure gradually disappeared.

However, her dejected figure is heart-wrenching.

......

......