Soon after, Sima Jun also woke up, saw Ying Zhao and Xiang Liu, before the words were spoken, tears had already flowed all over his face, he lost the ability to think at all, fell directly from the tree, climbed to Ying Zhao's side, touched Ying Zhao's hair with both hands, his mouth kept moving, he couldn't say anything, maybe it was superfluous to say anything now! Sima Jun looked up to the sky and roared, constantly destroying Xiang Liu's corpse, and also hugged Ying Zhao and cried! Brother for hundreds of years! Dead! Just dead! Everyone also lowered their heads, although this was Ying Zhao's choice, but he was enough to make anyone admire, honor is sometimes more important than life! Mo Yi swore that this was the ugliest he had ever seen Sima Jun so many times, so ugly that he couldn't help but cry!

Afterwards, everyone returned to the palace with the corpse of Ying Zhao and the prey they had hit, and Huang Tian told all the things about Fu Mo, and when he heard that everyone was crying! When the hero died, then he would be buried in a grand manner! The person he married, I will greet him with red makeup for ten miles; I will send the deceased relatives for a hundred miles! Originally, Mo Yi only wanted to hunt some prey in the mountains and forests and distribute it to the people in the city to eat, who knew that the providence would make people pull out so many things, and let Ying Zhao die, and Mo Yi was the most self-blaming among so many people! However, this trip can be said to be quite unsuccessful, exploring the secret of the forest night cry, catching enough prey and distributing it to the people of the Fuyin Dynasty, going deep into the tomb of Xiangliu, letting Rin Ao take away Hydra, and finally destroying Xiangliu's original god, the only fly in the ointment is that Yingzhao died in battle!

Sima Jun was unable to recover from his injuries all of a sudden, and turned into Guangqing hovering back and forth over Ying Zhao's corpse! The time of the funeral was set for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, and the whole country wept, and Ying Zhao was absolutely worthy of such a funeral. Originally, it was planned to pave a hundred miles of yellow flowers, and bid farewell to Yingzhao at the end of the yellow flower, but a hundred miles is 50,000 meters, and there are simply not so many yellow flowers that can pave such a long road, and who can carry the coffin so far, so this unrealistic plan has not been implemented!

There are endless changes in people's lives, and they know where they are born, but they don't know where they are going to die. Maybe it's all controlled by fate*, even if your life is full of misfortunes, it doesn't matter, fortunately you don't know what kind of proud achievements you will have in the future! It's been so long, only these two days have time to rest, and everyone is trying to calm down. Mo Yi finally took the first step in his life, and just one step has already made him unable to move forward! The reality is cruel and invisible, and he can only understand it if he experiences it little by little!

Mo Yi has the blood of a king, and he must make it boil. Originally, he thought that his opponents were only those magicians, but later he found out that he was wrong, the power that hindered him had developed from modern times to ancient times, and the opponents he encountered were more powerful than the other, and he was not an opponent at all. A difficult road with no end in sight, when I am tired, I always think about whether I can still or whether I can persevere. It's tiring, who's to say it's not!

Most people yearn for peace, those who really yearn for it achieve their dreams with their hands, and those who hope for luxury only use their mouths to say it.

In the dead of night, I will think of the person I love in my heart, that person is within reach and thousands of miles away in my heart. Mo Yi leaned against the window, and the previous things flashed by little by little like a movie. Time does not stop, but if it is deep enough, the memory can be eternal! At that time, people opened the window of the present, thought about the past, and couldn't help but sigh at the twists and turns of life! "I don't know, do we look at the same moon shining on the same moonlight again!"

"Mo Yi, I don't know if you are like me, looking at this moon alone, seeing it scattered with moonlight!" The woman held her chin with both hands, and a tear shone and fell quietly!

The barren sky stared at the ceiling, this is the place where he was born and lived, the people here are simple, the night is not closed, and there is almost nothing hateful, but now, everything has changed dramatically, and now the two heroes are fighting, and it is the people who suffer. And this dynasty is already about to storm and urge the city to fall. It is impossible to imagine what kind of failure this country, which has been happy for hundreds of years, will be in the future. Huangtian can't imagine that he is a prince, he has carried too much, and the things that can't be put down can be carried, and he can let go when he reaches the end!

"Aha~" It's been a few days since he came to this world, and the stone man thinks of his hometown, the place where there are lava everywhere, people everywhere, and no people! The mother of the child is worried, and she doesn't know if the family of the stone man wants to think about herself like them!

The clouds lie on the soft clouds, the sky is the quilt, and the clouds are the bed. But he doesn't want to wander around anymore, because he has found someone worth following, and he will desperately protect this little bit of beauty that belongs to him!

Peng Hou lay on the side of Mo Yi's bed, quietly looking at Mo Yi by the window, his thoughts returned to a hundred years ago, but he didn't find any moving shots, now he has died in the grotto in the past, and now he follows the man in front of him, and he can give his life. Soldiers die for their confidants, and confidants live for their soldiers!

Sima Jun looked at the ceiling, expressionless, just his eyes slowly moistened, and finally broke through the city siege and flooded out. There is no cruel reality than this, not only do you talk about the things you cherish, you can no longer see him, and the tears can no longer be stopped.

Everyone was in their own room, thinking about their own things, and they didn't say anything in tacitly.

A ray of lightning briefly illuminated the room, illuminating the old age. "Boom!" the thunder came as scheduled! Whether it was or not, we all regarded him as a sorrow for the farewell of the hero! The rain fell, washing away all the blood and filth, followed by a burst of freshness and a burst of coldness. Mo Yi closed the window, and everyone went to sleep, but no one seemed to be asleep!

Night hypnotic people, no matter how late, in the end they all fall asleep. The sun has just climbed out of the mountain, everyone has also gotten up, thinking all night, all the bad emotions have been left yesterday, have been washed away by the rain, facing the soft morning sun that has just come, this day, can be a new beginning.

If all the suffering passed yesterday, then today, please give me the rising sun, I will be as strong as ever!

On this day, they were no different, they should have breakfast and breakfast, they should go for a walk, everyone tacitly did not mention the matter of Yingzhao, nor did they mention the matter of Lei Chu, and they ended the day quietly and lifelessly.

At the beginning of the funeral, it rained lightly on the plum blossoms, and no one put on a raincoat. Mo Yi and Sima Jun carried the front of the coffin, the barren sky and the lava giant beast carried the middle, and the dragon Jiangfei and Fu Mo carried the back. In the midst of the wailing of the dragon and the ape, Mo Yi and the others began to see off Ying Zhao! There were also ministers and people from all over the dynasty who came to see them off, whether they were old people, women or children, whether they were rich gentry or beggars, they all came, and they consciously lined up into a long line, following behind the king, and many people were already wet with tears. Long Ming opened the way, the ghosts avoided, Mo Yi's face was grim, and Sima Jun's nose was sour and his eyes were red. It's been a few days since Yingzhao's incident, but when it came to farewell, no one could control it!

"See off my brother!" Mo Yi shouted, his tears could not be stopped any longer, he could not wipe them with his empty hand, and he still flowed from it. Who said that men don't shed tears, the pain is deep, and tears are more precious than blood. Mo Yi and others jointly swore that those who disturbed the funeral today "I will definitely kill them for thousands of miles!" The people shouted in unison, carrying the coffin of Yingzhao out of the city gate!

All kinds of begging!!All kinds of begging!