Chapter 337: He... It's back (three watches)
The indifferent voice, the cold killing machine echoed in the forest in a low voice.
The aura of Sen Ran pushed horizontally, and the endless blood was terrifying, and there was no trace of resistance, even the martial artists of the Jun family were a little trembling.
"Where do the rats dare to speak outrageously?"
Li Mingyuan's mouth burst into tears, the hand holding the spear became tighter and tighter, and all the spiritual power of his body was gathered here, guarding carefully, don't look at his voice, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart, this voice made his heart a little depressed.
"You're not a little daring!"
Suddenly, Li Mingyuan's voice just fell, and a cold cold sound sounded calmly, as if echoing in his ears, the breeze in the forest was slight, and a little ice glass followed, floating leisurely in the air.
The sun shines and a little ice blue light shimmers in the sky, which is beautiful.
"Everyone, be careful!"
Ning Bingxia was a woman in the end, such a vision naturally attracted her attention, and in this little bit of ice glass, she even smelled fire, smelled ice, and the awe-inspiring killing intent in it.
"Click, click..."
It's just that as soon as its voice fell, the sound of bursts of ice glass condensation suddenly sounded, and it was right next to them, and in an instant, a chill rose from everyone's hearts.
"Calendar, Calendar Mingyuan !!"
At this time, suddenly a warrior roared in a trembling voice, looking frightened.
Everyone's hearts jumped when they heard this, but they turned around and looked at it at the same time, just one glance made them feel cold all over their bodies, and their bodies retreated violently, far away from Liming.
A few zhang away, Gongsun Letian and the others trembled in their eyes, and Li Mingyuan, who had just opened his mouth and shouted vigorously, and his words were convincing, but now he has turned into an ice sculpture, and even maintains the appearance just now, unchanged at all.
"Who is Your Excellency?"
Ning Bingxia said in a deep voice, her eyes were far away, looking at the direction of the rolling waves, she didn't dare to be careless, and her words were neither humble nor arrogant: "We are in line with the wishes of the five major sects of the Heavenly Domain, and we should make an agreement for a hundred years, and please think twice about your actions." ”
"The Five Great Sects?"
At this time, an indifferent voice came out again, and the cold in his mouth was even colder than before: "Are you threatening me?"
"Don't dare!"
Ning Bingxia's heart trembled slightly when she heard this, and a trace of fear rose in vain.
"Amitabha!"
Suddenly, the plain-clothed little monk said that he opened his mouth slightly, folded his hands, looked at the sky with a little nostalgia, and said lightly: "After a few months, I never thought that it would be another place." ”
"This may be the fate of what your Buddhism says, right?"
The voice came again, but this time it was a little emotional, the voice came out, the wind and clouds surged, and I saw a figure in the sky slowly walking out, still holding a wine gourd in his hand and pouring it.
"Oh, it's you, the little monk. ”
The figure spoke, and the words were full of breath, and the smell of wine in his mouth could be clearly smelled even if it was several feet away.
"Amitabha!"
The little monk saluted slightly, as if he had expected it, and there was no trace of surprise in his eyes.
Everyone's eyes converged, but they looked behind the figure, obviously listening to its voice, it was not the same person, everyone wanted to know, who was the madman who spoke wildly and did not put the five major sects in his eyes.
"Patriarch!"
It's just that the wind and clouds are rolling, but a joyful voice comes from it.
This voice made everyone stunned, some looked at each other, and under the gaze of everyone, they saw a ragged girl running out of it, her body was extremely embarrassed, but the light in her eyes was full of excitement and joy.
"Painting?"
The warriors of the Jun family were stunned when they saw everyone coming, and then there was joy on their faces, and many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, at this time, Jun Xi's painting disappeared in the clan land, which would inevitably make people a little worried.
"I've seen the patriarch!"
Jun Xi stood in front of the old man at the head of the painting, and saluted a little naughtily.
"Cherish painting, what's the matter with you?"
"Are you alright?
Did they do anything to you?"
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, there are uncles here, no one can touch you at all, just be obedient. ”
For a while, the warriors of the Jun family were gossiping, and they actually put the strange situation in front of them directly behind them, and concentrated on speaking, comforting Jun Xihua again and again, for fear that she would have an obstacle in her heart.
This is not because of Jun Xihua's current identity, but her talent, when she is the most outstanding person in the Jun family today, maybe the future of the Jun family will depend on her.
"Oops, I'm fine!"
Jun Xihua shook his head slightly, feeling the long-lost concern, his heart couldn't help but warm, and then he opened his mouth happily, and said a little mysteriously: "Do you know how I came back?"
"This..."
When everyone heard this, their eyes flashed, and after a little hesitation, they spoke: "Don't worry, we will never stand by and let the life-saving benefactor be in danger." ”
Everyone glanced at each other, as if they had a little understanding of Jun Xihua's words later, and they all spoke to comfort her, reassuring her.
"Oh, no, what a mess. ”
Jun Xihua waved his hand, shook his head violently to make everyone stop, with a helpless expression on his face, and a little funny: "You one by one, wait a moment when you see someone, you will definitely not be so calm." ”
"Oh?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they were a little confused, and they were quite skeptical of Jun Xihua's words.
Now that the Jun family is down, like a livestock that has been raised in captivity, not many people know about it in the outside world, and it has been a thousand years in the past, and most of the old friends have probably become loess.
Even if they knew about the existence of the Jun family, who would dare to risk being hunted down by the five major sects of the Heavenly Domain to show favor to the Jun family? This is simply impossible.
Jun Xihua didn't explain, just stood aside, as if waiting to see their jokes.
Seeing this, the surrounding warriors also looked at each other, there were many strong people in the field, most of them were at the peak of the martial arts realm, and the Jun family opened their mouths and talked without concealment, so they naturally heard it clearly.
Yu He and Gongsun Lotte glanced at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, I am afraid that the person who came was not good.
Li Mingyuan didn't open his mouth to offend, but he was silently frozen by it, such a strange method, even the four of them were a little vigilant and heavy in their hearts.
The sky is quiet, and there is no sound.
At this time, everyone's eyes converged in unison, beyond the drunkenness, and looked straight at the place where the air waves were churning, with curiosity, ridicule, and solemnity in their eyes, but they all treated each other quietly.
"Tapp..."
For a long time, the sky trembled slightly, and a steady footstep slowly came out, which seemed to echo in everyone's hearts, making people unconsciously solemn.
In the eyes of everyone, the wind and clouds were surging, and they saw a white-clothed figure stepping out of it, with a warm smile on his face, with sharp edges and corners, but he was a young man in the middle realm of a military handsome.
This scene suddenly stunned the surrounding warriors, and after a long time, is it a kid in the middle of the martial arts?
Gongsun Letian and Yu He and the others glanced at each other, and they were unconsciously a little embarrassed, they were actually frightened by this hairy boy, and they couldn't help but be angry.
"Boy..."
"You... You... You are ......"
Yu He spoke in a deep voice, but his words had just begun, but he heard an extremely trembling voice coming out of the mouth of the old man headed by the Jun family, interrupting his words.
Everyone was annoyed, but when they looked back, they were stunned.
I saw that the warriors of the Jun family, especially those old elders, trembled one by one, their bodies were trembling, their breath around them was disordered and scattered, their cloudy eyes were full of light, their eyes were trembling with tears, and they were staring at the white-clothed figure in the sky, their eyes did not blink, and they were full of disbelief.
The gaffes of the Jun family patriarch and many elders not only made the martial artists in the field look dazed, but also the martial artists of their own family were at a loss, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.
Only Jun Xihua stood aside, his eyes were red, covering his lips with one hand, and sobbing silently.
Jun Yi hunted in a robe, looked at everyone's eyes trembling slightly, held back the tears that welled up in his heart because of joy, and said in a trembling voice: "Old empty, I haven't seen you for a thousand years..."
"It's been a long time!"
As soon as the words came out, Jun Yi's eyes suddenly turned red, and crystal tears poured out like a tide, he thought he could hold back, he thought he was strong enough.
But after a thousand years, when he saw the person he was familiar with, the old appearance, and the scars left on his face by the years, he realized that he was wrong, and he overestimated his control over his emotions from beginning to end, because at this moment, emotions do not need to be controlled at all, of course, they cannot be controlled.
For thousands of years, the tragic situation of that night often flashed in front of Jun Yi's eyes, and all his relatives and companions fell in a pool of blood, fighting to die for the protection of the clan.
Only Jun Yi survived, he always thought that he would be left alone in the world from now on, wandering dazedly like a lonely ghost, unable to find a way back, and unable to find it... Family.
But now, this slightly familiar appearance, the cordial blood, the excitement, the indescribable joy, poured out from the bottom of his heart, like a torrent, which could not be stopped.
"Poof!"
An abrupt sound made everyone look back in shock, only to see that Jun Fukong, the patriarch of the Jun family, was actually full of tears, and his body trembled and knelt down, crying in his mouth.
"Less... Young master!!"
"Boom!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone only felt dizzy, their hearts trembled, their eyes were dull and slowly turned their heads, and they looked stiffly at the white-clothed figure standing in the air, and their minds were blank.
"Poof..."
The next moment, the sound of kneeling on the ground came and went, and I saw dozens of old figures of the Jun family kneeling on the ground, with great joy on their faces, tears flowing wildly in their eyes, and they all yelled and cried.
"The young head of the family, really the young head of the family!!"
"The young master is still alive, he is still alive, God bless the Jun family, God bless my Jun family......"
"It must be that the old master has a spirit in the sky, the Jun family is immortal, and the Jun family is immortal!!
For a while, the crying and roaring in the forest shook all directions, and many warriors looked at the many old men of the Jun family kneeling on the ground with dull eyes, kowtowing fiercely with excitement, even if the head was broken, the blood flowed sideways.
Jun Yi looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes trembled, knowing that they were venting, venting the suppressed emotions that had been suppressed for thousands of years, and he knew what his appearance meant to them.
Jun Yi knew that they kowtowed not to themselves, but to the desire for the rise of the Jun family, the humiliation that had been buried for thousands of years, and the hope of revenge that had been buried in their hearts for thousands of years.
What they see is the future, the heavy hope of the entire Jun family.
"Everyone..."
Jun Yi took a deep breath, the joy in his heart, the tears that he couldn't suppress, he couldn't even speak, stepped down, grabbed Jun Fukong's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Everyone get up, see you... It's so nice!"
"I... Finally home!"
The warrior in the forest looked at the white-clothed figure, his eyes trembled, and there was endless fear in his heart, and there was a picture in his mind, and some vague fragments were constantly flashing out.
It was the strong man in the door who talked about the Jun family, the fear that still exists after a thousand years, and even the indelible nightmare engraved in the bone marrow.
As well as the backs in their memories, which made them frightened and fearful, the backs that couldn't even give birth to the idea of chasing, the invincible existence of their peers in the Cangyun Heaven Domain, the boy who was once the most likely to break through the legendary realm of the Cangyun Heaven Domain, the young head of the Jun family, a young man named Jun Yi.
He... It's back!