In the whole world, all the warriors were silent.

There was only a little "whimpering" crying, which kept echoing in everyone's ears, and the crying became louder and louder, and even they were infected, and their eyes were filled with tears.

Millennium, a whole millennium.

Since the bloody night thousands of years ago, the Jun family, which has dominated the Heavenly Domain for tens of thousands of years, no longer exists, and their once proud heads have also been forcibly hung down.

For nearly a thousand years after that, they were all kept in captivity in Changqin Luyuan in the Heavenly Domain, living a pitiful life of being slaughtered by others and humbling to survive.

One in heaven, one in hell.

It really made Jun Fukong and others suffer a lot and suffer a lot of humiliation.

If it weren't for the only breath of revenge in their hearts, I'm afraid they would have committed suicide a long time ago, but Jun Fukong understood that it was easy for him to die, but he still wanted his children and grandchildren to bear the humiliation that was stronger than himself.

One person bears it, and the people are in a safe and clear sky.

Day after day of hope, day after day of despair, Jun Fukong spent countless years in endless torture until he met Jun Yi.

He never thought that the young head of the family, who was once amazingly talented, would actually survive in the bloody night.

Now, he led them to kill and destroy one enemy after another, and with their endless blood, Senbai Bone Mountain, they sacrificed their own people and completed revenge.

This scene was their hope, even their extravagant hope, even if they knew it was impossible, they still insisted on their beliefs.

But this day really came, and the extravagant hope in their hearts became real, and the scenes they used to see in their dreams were now clearly in front of them.

The clarity even made Jun Fukong feel a little unreal.

But tears slipped down his face, and the moist and cold feeling kept stimulating his skin and tearing his heart, all telling the truth.

"Poof..."

With a shake of his knees, Jun Fukong trembled and knelt directly in the air, unable to hold back any longer, and raised his voice to cry loudly, a poignant and joyful voice that resounded throughout the world.

"The old master, the old family..."

"Did you see that? Did you see it? We're finally... I've avenged you, it's my son, and my son will raise the power of my monarch again!!"

"Heh, hehehe... you, your hatred is going to end today, and you can finally ... Dumbfounded, huh?"

"Unexpectedly, my wife really saw this day, but now that she has killed all the enemies and avenged her blood, those past companions will never come back..."

"The cold of the twilight of the morning and the twilight of the year, the dream of spring and autumn has come true, the frost and cold have been exhausted, and the old man is not smiling. ”

......

The voices of crying up to the sky, the appearance of crying and laughing, all of them were wantonly, and the pain that had been suppressed in my heart for many years was wantonly.

Such a sad cry attracted the warriors who were watching from all directions, and they couldn't help but wet their clothes, raised their heads abruptly, and took a deep breath.

"The frost and cold are all bloody, and I don't see the old man smiling..."

In the distance, Jun Yi watched the clansmen vent to their heart's content, muttering a long sigh from it, his eyes became hazy unconsciously, and everything he saw was illusory.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a familiar figure, carrying his hands behind his back, standing up straight, staring majestically ahead, showing the majesty of a hegemon.

At his side,

There was also a gentle figure standing quietly, with black hair coiled high, gracefully sideways, looking at the majestic figure with affection.

In his eyes, there seems to be an indescribable and inexhaustible affection.

Around the two of them, the illusory scene gradually became clear, and there were even more than a dozen figures, either old or middle-aged, all of whom were tall and slender.

The gaze that looked down was full of arrogance in all directions, and there was a little kindness and kindness.

The mist gradually dissipated, and there were more and more figures in all directions, completely facing away from each other, or turning sideways, so that Jun Yi couldn't see his face clearly, even if he tried his best, he couldn't peep.

Inexplicably, Jun Yi's heart was a little flustered, as if there was something important to stay away from him, making him feel empty for a while.

In a panic, Jun Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out, no matter how he struggled, it was all in vain and useless.

As there were more and more figures standing in the distance, and there were more and more familiar faces, the panic that rose in Jun Yi's heart became more restless, almost making him crazy.

"Whew..."

Suddenly, the mist blew by, slightly obscuring Jun Yi's eyes.

When he hurriedly waved away the mist with his hand, he saw that the majestic figure standing with his back had already turned around and stood not far from him, showing a rare warm smile, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder.

On the side of the majestic figure, the graceful figure came slowly, glanced at Jun Yi with a loving and apologetic face, and stretched out his jade hand to cover his face.

When the jade hand fell, there was a burst of infiltrating warmth, as if the spring sun reflected in the heart, nourishing all things, and something was going to take root and sprout.

grinned, but before Jun Yi could change his smile, he saw the two figures in front of him look at each other, nodded to him, and turned to leave.

Resolute, without any intention of dragging mud and water.

Two steps out, the figures of the two were already illusory, floating far, far away.

Seeing this, Jun Yi panicked, like a lost child, at a loss, and kept stretching out his hand to open and close, trying to grab something, but there was nothing.

Even the mist brushed against the palms of his hands, and he couldn't even feel the slightest cold.

The figures were staggered, and in Jun Yi's eyes, he saw an old man walking forward with a kind smile on his face.

The old man stood still, but his rickety body was no longer enough for Jun Yi's shoulders.

The old man looked at Jun Yi with a kind face, his eyes flashed with love, and then he stretched out his shriveled hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to touch Jun Yi's face, but in the end it only fell on his shoulder.

Jun Yi panicked, and hurriedly wanted to lower his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it, and in the end he could only watch the old man leave satisfied.

Just like just now, Jun Yi's struggle to save was in vain.

After the old man, there were people staggered in, and there was an endless stream.

These people were either smiling, as if laughing, or serious, as if they were extremely satisfied, or there were young figures shaking their heads slightly, as if they still had regrets, but they smiled freely, waved their hands without looking back, and disappeared into his eyes.

I watched the figures come one after another, and watched one after another go away.

Jun Yi's stiff face kept repeating the smile and panic, all of which were thick and sour, but it couldn't kill the pain in his heart

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Ordinary people part, one is sad, but Jun Yi is endlessly experiencing parting.

"Jun, Jun..."

"Childe, Childe, wake up..."

"Childe, are you alright? Wake up, Childe..."

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many people I saw, until the last naughty figure, after scraping his nose, jumped away.

He suddenly heard a little worried call, which seemed to come from a distant place, and seemed to be close to his ears, making it impossible to figure it out.

The mist lifted, and the strange scene disappeared completely.

In Jun Yi's hazy eyes, he regained some focus and saw the scene in front of him clearly.

I don't know when, there are already people gathered around him, Su Wunian, Mo Yiqian, Drunk, Jiang Yu, Jiang Xue, etc. are all surrounded by anxious faces.

On his face, somehow there was a large salty and wet feeling, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

"Wake up, Childe is awake!"

"Childe, how are you?"

"Whew, just wake up, just wake up, but it scares me to death..."

Listening to the concerns of the people around him, or the relaxed words, Jun Yi was expressionless, almost subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched his nose.

There, it seems, there is still the last smell of what the illusion has seen.

During the rubbing, Jun Yi shook his hand, and actually felt a little wet, and then wiped it lightly, wiped all the tears on his face, and returned to a calm appearance.

It's just that his heart is empty, as if he has lost a lot, as if he has lost interest in everything, and has no ideas.

"Jun, are you okay?"

Turning sideways, Su Wunian saw that Jun Yi's face was wrong, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his hand and stroked it gently, as if he wanted to warm his heart and let him have more warmth.

"It's okay..."

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Yi looked at Su Wunian and forced a smile to his face, and didn't say anything.

After that, he fell into a trance again, constantly reminiscing about what he had just seen in his eyes, but with his memories, the feeling of emptiness in his heart became heavier and heavier, and the figures he could remember became fewer and fewer.

Even before Jun Yi panicked, his mind was blank, and all the figures dissipated.

"Hum..."

It's just that the next moment, the feeling of emptiness in my heart is gone, and in its place, there is a strong sense of fulfillment, as if something has returned.

Such a strange feeling made his mood inexplicably better, and his face returned to its previous appearance, and even more ruddy.

"Childe..."

At this time, Mo Yiqian took a step forward, and the expression on his face was slightly hesitant, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not.

It's just that he raised his head slightly, and when he saw Jun Yi's complexion recover, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and the hesitation on his face disappeared completely, and then he asked bluntly: "The elder disciple of the Yue Sword Sect, what should I do?"

"Someone from the Yue Sword Sect?"

Hearing this, Jun Yi turned sideways slightly, and looked at the trembling Xuqian and the others not far away.

Under their trembling bodies and bloodless expressions, Jun Yi slowly spoke, and said indifferently: "They are all loyal people, and they must not bear to be left alone on the road." ”

"Well, send them along. ”