Chapter 1: Xunmei's Death
"Senior brother, are you alright?"
A familiar voice sounded in Zhang Liang's ears, and he turned his head to look and saw a face with clear eyebrows appearing in front of him.
"Uh...... No, I'm fine. ”
Looking at that face, many memories suddenly appeared in Zhang Liang's mind.
It turned out that after he entered the world of Chosen Heaven, he actually became a disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect, Guan Feibai, one of the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, and the person who just talked to him was Qijian.
After the Great Dynasty Test, their group came to the Tianshu Mausoleum, and at this moment, they were looking at the person in front of the pavilion with Chen Changsheng, Tang Thirty-six, and Fu Fu folding their sleeves.
This person has a handsome face, and there is a chill between his eyebrows and eyes, but it does not make people feel cold, but gives people a clean feeling.
Treading snow Xunmei.
It turned out that Xun Mei had already made a choice and was ready to break into the Divine Dao.
If you want to climb the tomb, there are two ways, one is to view the book of heaven and climb to the top, and the other is to climb the tomb directly from Shinto.
However, both of these methods are extremely difficult, and if you do not reach the realm of consecration, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Xun Mei now recognized who her enemy was, and came to the pavilion in front of the Shinto, in order to climb the tomb.
In the pavilion, there is a mausoleum keeper wearing armor, which looks like a towering mountain, and it is the first god of the continent, Khan Qing.
Zhang Liang didn't expect that as soon as he crossed over, he would be able to see such a wonderful battle, and at this moment, Chen Changsheng and the others beside him had been temporarily put aside by him.
Gou Hanshi seemed to notice the eagerness in Zhang Liang's eyes, and after frowning, he stopped being distracted and focused all his attention on the two people opposite.
An amazing battle unfolded in front of everyone, although Xun Mei's body did not move, but her eyes had already fallen on the Divine Dao, and then, a wet footprint appeared on it.
Such a scene is naturally amazing.
On the other hand, in the pavilion, Han Qing still lowered his head and never drew his sword, but the sword in the sheath beside him was already eager to try, half an inch away from the sheath.
It was only half an inch, but it seemed to be completely unsheathed, and several dusts burst out from the edge of the scabbard, filling the pavilion.
As these sword dust diffused, an extremely powerful aura emerged from the pavilion and lay across the Shinto.
This breath is like a city wall, and what Xun Mei has to do is to smash the city wall in front of her.
So, his body leaned forward slightly, his gaze like snow, but it kept burning and fell on top of the wall.
Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a snowstorm, which made everyone watching the battle feel unbearable and had to join forces to resist.
This is the Gathering Stars Upper Realm, which is about to approach the duel between the powerhouses of the Holy Realm.
Although Xun Mei has a deep realm, she is still not the opponent of the first god general in the mainland, and the wind and snow in the sky are smashed. His leaning forward body straightened as if he had been hit hard, and a stream of red blood erupted from his mouth.
Zhang Liang couldn't help but sigh, and then together with Chen Changsheng and the others, he brought him back from the canal.
Such a character should have shone in this world, but he encountered the era when the sky was cool and the king was broken, and the wildflowers were in full bloom, after all, only that one was the most vivid.
Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but think of Xiao Zhang, and couldn't help but shake his head, his heart was in the same era as Tianliang Wang Po, and it was really hard.
Xun Mei died after all, in the arms of her senior brother Mao Qiuyu.
Beside him, there stood a man in a cloth shirt, the distance between his eyebrows and his eyes was a little close, and he looked very sad.
The king of the sky is cool.
Zhang Liang admires Wang Po very much, not only for his swordsmanship, but also for his personality.
There are very few people like him who seem so poor and sour. In the same way, there are very few real people like him.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Chen Changsheng on the side, a real person who has been pursuing his heart all his life.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
Chen Changsheng glanced at Zhang Liang with some curiosity, not understanding why the other party looked at him like this.
Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "I'm thinking, what is what Xun Mei has always insisted on? Is it surpassing Wang Po or surpassing herself?"
Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi paused for a moment and looked at Zhang Liang one after another, especially the latter, it was hard to imagine that these words actually came out of his mouth.
"Guan Feibai, your head is caught in the door?"
On the contrary, Tang Thirty-six, who was straightforward and fast-talking on the side, said without shying away at all.
When Zhang Liang heard this, he didn't quarrel with the other party like Guan Feibai before, but glanced at the other party and walked forward silently.
Tang Thirty-six frowned: "It's strange, how can this kid seem to be a different person, so I don't even have to fight." ”
After speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the folded sleeves beside him, and asked, "Do you think what I said is right?"
Folded sleeves didn't speak, but just glanced at Zhang Liang with the same curiosity.
"I knew that asking you was a vain question!"
......
Back at Xun Mei's residence, Zhang Liang still took two futons, one of which was naturally for seven.
Lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep a little, just like Chen Changsheng and others, just after coming to this world, he witnessed the death of a genius, which is indeed easy to make people sad.
"Feibai, what's wrong with you?"
Gou Hanshi's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the room.
Zhang Liang turned his head to look at Gou Hanshi, and said slowly: "I feel that living in an era of wildflowers is not necessarily a good thing. ”
Gou Hanshi was slightly stunned, not knowing what to say to comfort the other party.
On the contrary, it was Qijian, and he couldn't help but say: "Senior Brother Guan, don't you think that wildflowers bloom better than a hundred flowers withering?"
This sentence made Zhang Liang's eyes stare for a moment, and then he couldn't help but shake his head, he didn't even have a teenage girl to see it.
Or perhaps, the other party thought of the beautiful scenery of wildflowers in full bloom, who can say which is right and which is wrong.
Chen Changsheng's room was next to it, and Tang Thirty-six could vaguely be heard muttering something.
Zhang Liang is no longer the somewhat arrogant Guan Feibai, and naturally he will not deliberately go to the other party's trouble.
The next day.
Zhang Liang had already woken up very early, and did not rush to see the monument like Guan Feibai yesterday, but after washing, he watched Chen Changsheng cook there.
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, "If you don't mind, together?"
After folding his sleeves and hearing this, he looked at Zhang Liang curiously, and found that the latter nodded calmly.
"Strange. ”
Even the folded sleeves, who have always been cold-spoken, couldn't help but chatter.
In his opinion, the relationship between the two, although not relative, should not be so natural.
Chen Changsheng didn't think about it that much, since he made breakfast, he naturally didn't mind making more.
After the three of them had breakfast, they left the thatched hut and walked through a large orange grove outside the garden towards the Tianshu Mausoleum. 8)