"A few times, no weight, Feiqiu, wake up." The boy finally crawled to his companion's side.

Countless calls have been unable to wake up the partner who is limb and cold.

The bruised eyes were not tears but scarlet blood.

It was a memory that was sealed in the depths of his mind and he did not want to touch.

The corpse of his former companion was placed in front of him, and Zhang Lingyang's pupils contracted violently in an instant, and he was already absent-minded.

The cracking of the antelope horns, the popping of falling to the ground, and the cheers of onlookers gradually pulled his thoughts back, and his shocking scene ceased to exist.

Zhang Lingyang picked up the broken antelope horns, left the scene with the support of his companions, and before leaving, he took a deep look at Yun Hongluo, who was holding a pure Jun sword, and was full of spirit, and his eyes were surging with various emotions.

Zhang Lingyang, the strongest in this batch of soul guards, stopped in the top four, and everyone was sorry, but fortunately, there was a lot of room for improvement, and if he cultivated diligently for a few years, the next immortal book would definitely be taken into his arms.

The injured Zhang Lingyang returned to the Guardian Village, and the broken antelope horns were sent to the Weapons Department to be reforged, and he rested behind closed doors for a few days. Everyone thought that he was sad because of the loss of his immortal status, and no one knew that he was decadent because of the loss of his companion.

He silently walked to the cemetery, where countless heroes were buried, looking for familiar names, he cleaned the cemetery for his former companions, sat on the ground and chatted with them, and his mind kept thinking about the joy of passing the first-class soul guard exam together.

They all chose this path to protect their race and maintain the peace of life, but they left early before it was opened.

Zhang Lingyang, who stayed quietly all day and appeared in front of the public again, has recovered his former spirit.

"The old accounts, after you became the Sixth Elder, you didn't trouble me, why are you talking about it now." Yun Hongluo also remembered the small actions he made to Zhang Lingyang in private in order to obtain the immortal status 50 years ago.

He asked Lan Ying to get a few tears in the underworld and secretly put them into Zhang Lingyang's diet. As the raw material of Meng Po soup, those tears can provoke seven emotions and six desires, once there is a hole in the wall of the heart, the dominant emotions at that time will flow into a river and sweep away the limbs.

He was not afraid that he would not be able to defeat Zhang Lingyang, but for the revenge he had been planning, he had to make a perfect plan. The competition between the two made him feel very happy, and there was no opponent who could fight him for hundreds of rounds for a long time and still did not let up.

It's just that in the later stage, those few tears really played a role, causing Zhang Lingyang's mentality to collapse directly. Written with sad and helpless eyes, Yun Hongluo immediately knew that at this time, sad emotions occupied his heart, striking while the iron was hot, Yun Hongluo made a move, did not give him any time to relax, and directly defeated him.

Yun Hongluo got his wish and got the immortal status, ranked in the immortal class, and went one step closer to his plan, but he couldn't be happy at that moment. Zhang Lingyang's emotions at that time, he used to have it, and he knew how painful it was, but he had no way back, only when he reached the top could he touch the sunshine, and if he fell, it would be an abyss. For the sake of his parents, for the sake of the followers behind him, he can't lose, he can't be soft-hearted.

"In the past, my skills were not as good as others, and I was willing to bow down." Zhang Lingyang said lightly, his tone suddenly turned sharp, "But, don't think I don't know what you did in it." ”