Chapter 630 Father meets, there is always a time for the light boat to reach the shore

Chuan Undefeated and Zhu Wudao died, and suddenly felt a little stunned......

The last sentence of the title has a lot of meanings, on the one hand, it refers to Ji Xiaomo's love for Wuzhou, and on the other hand, it also refers to Wuzhou and Er, there will always be a day when family affection will be restored

Chapter 130 When the father meets, there is always a time for the light boat to reach the shore

"Miserable, miserable"

Sikong looked at everything in front of him, with old tears and infinite sadness. , nbE, shocked to the point of no return, the mind can only repeat: "Miserable, too miserable, too miserable"

Leaping in front of him, there were thousands of corpses.

Wu Yu and above, all killed.

As far as the eye can see, the corpses and stumps are piled up all over the mountain, and the blood stains the radius of hundreds of miles completely red, like a burning sea of hellfire.

Kill, kill, kill, kill him in the dark.

Kill, kill, kill, kill him in flesh and blood.

The bones were mounds, and the blood was pooling. It was extremely cruel, tens of thousands of corpses, piled up together so coldly, as high as a mountain, and as much blood as the sea.

So much so that this shock made Sikong and his companions fall into a stupor, and they were subjected to the most powerful psychic impact, like a storm sweeping through the border.

Everywhere there are devastation, everywhere in ruins, everywhere corpses, everywhere bloodshed.

Sikong shuddered for a moment, his pale old face couldn't hold back tears, knelt down, and shouted in a sad voice: "This is too miserable"

"In our soul cultivation realm, thousands of years of prosperity and tens of thousands of years of foundation have all been killed in one day."

Tens of thousands of years of peace and development have created these thousands of years of prosperity and created a heyday in the soul cultivation world.

But this heyday has only come to an end in just a few hundred years, and it has come to an end, to the most decaying era.

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"I ...... I ......"

Sikong trembled, and cried bitterly: "We entered the war, is it right or wrong"

Sikong never understood whether he participated in the war or not, it could not affect the fate of these members of the Left Alliance, nor could it affect the success or failure of Zuo Wuzhou, the only thing that affected was the victory or defeat of Luoshuang and others.

One companion was killed in the battle, and the remaining companion choked up but didn't know how to comfort him.

It's really, so miserable.

Just as the words of the common man, in this war, the foundation of the soul cultivation realm for tens of thousands of years was destroyed.

In the next three days, when it was in its heyday, it once had eighty to nearly one hundred super saints. However, after this battle, there were almost no super-saints, except for Luoshuang and Sheng Xibei, etc., there was only one left.

In its heyday, it once had more than 10,000 martial saints in the next three days. However, after this battle, more than 5,000 Martial Saints died under the crushing of countless Super Saints like bulldozers. In the world, there are only four thousand martial saints left in the next three days.

In this battle, about 30 super saints of the Left Alliance were killed, and about 5,000 martial saints were killed in battle. Wu Zong and Wu Yu are even more numerous.

After the first battle, the Left Killing Alliance was destroyed, almost equal to none of them survived.

Sikong shouted loudly, brewing great sorrow

The consequences of this battle caused a great recession in the soul cultivation realm, and how many years would it take to recover? 1,000 years, 2,000 years, 5,000 years, or even 10,000 years

In a word, in today's soul cultivation world, if more than seventy percent of the high-end forces are killed, and if they are killed for more than a thousand years, it is the most defeated and vulnerable time that has never been seen.

The Left Alliance gathers the heroes of the world, gathers the talents of the world, and is the strongest and most powerful sect.

Once they are killed, it means that at least eighty percent of the elites and geniuses in the soul cultivation world, as well as the hope of the future, will be killed in one fell swoop

With Sikong's benevolence, how can he not be grief-stricken: "I can even see what will happen to our home here in the future when the demon spirit invades and the world strife resumes."

No one could have predicted.

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Stepping on the mountain, his eyes fixed on Sikong's body in the distance for a long time.

Zuo Wuzhou slowly retracted his gaze: "He is a good person." It's a pity that soul cultivators are not born to be good people, and there are no pure good people. ”

A soul monk who does not make good use of force, like a politician who does not use his power well, can hardly be said to be pitiful or pathetic.

Walking back slowly, I suddenly felt it, but I saw Sikong and his companions rushing over with red eyes, almost a big gift: "Sikong begged Zuo Chaosheng for one thing"

"Say," Zuo Wuzhou looked at Sikong indifferently.

Sikong was miserable: "I beg Zuo Chaosheng, be sure to make a move, don't teach the world to be chaotic, when the demon soul invades, I beg you to make a move"

Sikong stared at it, revealing sincerity and pleading: "Except for you, no one can stop the chaos in the world, and no one can stop the invasion of demon spirits. ”

When Zuo Wuzhou lifted Gu Dingtian's head and Shi Shiran returned, he was already destined to be invincible in the next three days and the strongest in the next three days.

If there is no boat on the left, he will be able to confront the Great Super Saint, and even kill the Great Super Saint. Then, the invasion of demon souls is not a problem at all, and the chaos in the world may not be uncontrollable.

The premise is that Zuo Wuzhou is willing to make a move

After a slight groan, Zuo Wuzhou's jaw head: "The demon soul invades, I will take action." If the world is chaotic or not, it's not my business. ”

Sikong froze

Zuo Wuzhou walked back slowly, and a fluttering voice: "I just ask the world about the world, and someone will ask." Thinking that you are a good person, I send you this reassuring word. ”

Sikong took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Zuo Wuzhou's back: "Thank you Zuo Chaosheng for saving the world."

"Save the world? When did I become so great? ”

Zuo Wuzhou walked back with a smile, and when he saw the corpses, the smile faded, leaving a sigh and heaviness: "They came all the way to fight for me, and died here, they must not be disappointed, and their relatives must be treated well." ”

Looking back, Zuo Wuzhou flowed with a wisp of pathos: "Luoshuang, cremate them, I will personally send them home." They fought for me, they died because of me, and I had to do something for them. ”

"It's the leader of the alliance," he said, choking up

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This is the battle that will determine the world.

The First World War was decided, but countless people died in the war.

Those who came back with Zuo Wuzhou were seventeen super saints and more than a thousand martial saints.

After the war, only eight super saints such as Luoshuang and Sheng Xibei survived, as well as more than 300 martial saints who were all slightly or seriously injured.

The magnitude of the damage is unimaginable.

In fact, the danger of the war situation is far beyond imagination. Even, even the more than 100 martial saints led by Nie Chaoye, even if they joined the battle late, more than 30% of them were killed in battle.

Even, it is a great fluke to have eight super saints and more than three hundred martial saints survive.

To a large extent, it is precisely because of the soul cultivators from No. 2, each of whom was killed from the sea of corpses and blood, that he is very proficient in the way of surviving and protecting himself in chaotic battles. That's why there are these survivors.

If it were a local who lacked experience in death and self-preservation, I am afraid that all of them would be killed in battle.

In this battle, Zuo Wuzhou defeated the seven strongest super saints, which was very difficult. But in the end, he is the strongest, and he has many hole cards, and winning is almost a sure result.

On the contrary, it was Luo Shuang and Nie Beihui who fought the worst and the most dangerous.

Although Zuo Wuzhou is indifferent, he is not ruthless. These people fought for him, and died for him, and he would not be taken lightly.

After a little hesitation, Zuo Wuzhou paused: "Tell those who survive, whether they want to leave or stay in the future, there are sufficient arrangements." If you want to leave, wait for them to heal their injuries, and then it's not too late to go. ”

"Have you collected the loot?" Zuo Wuzhou looked back.

Luoshuang's arm was almost cut off, and he helplessly hung his arm to recuperate and treat: "The battlefield has been cleaned, and the loot has been handed over to Ji Chaosheng." ”

"Well, sort the loot and distribute it to them when they're gone. Zuo Wuzhou smiled: "I will ask Beidou to refine some more pills, and they will bring them back to their apprentices or descendants, it is simply good for cultivation." ”

"Tell them to recuperate in peace and that there is nothing to worry about. ”

Sheng Xibei sighed with emotion, and bent down to salute: "I thank the alliance leader for his kindness for everyone."

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After the war, there are naturally many things to deal with.

However, as Zuo Wuzhou said from the bottom of his heart, what does the world have to do with him?

From the moment Zhu Wudao waited for the fall, Zuo Wuzhou was already reluctant to ask about the next three days. Therefore, he handed over a lot of handling of the aftermath to Wuxi and Xiaocao and others.

For the next three days, there are almost few things that are worthy of Zuo Wuzhou's concern and heart.

Zuo Wuzhou never thought about it, even if countless people seemed to be excited about it, and even felt that it was inevitable and logical for Zuo Wuzhou to replace the Soul Heavenly Sect as the new ruler.

But if he had fame, fortune and fortune, and could be seen by Zuo Wuzhou in his eyes and heart, he would never have the achievements he has today.

In a word, in his eyes, in his heart, apart from the soul path, there is not much room for other things.

Everyone was busy, and Zuo Wuzhou watched coldly, not knowing whether to laugh or be sad. laugh at these people running around for fame and fortune, and sad that these people give up their souls.

After thinking about it carefully, Zuo Wuzhou smiled: "Actually, how can I be qualified to look at them like this." ”

"Everyone has their own choices and their own path. You don't have to think that your scenery is beautiful, you have to go your own way to see your own scenery. ”

If you have a successful cultivation, and then you can easily live a life of wealth and nobility, and enjoy a generation, it is not a way to live in another landscape.

The same thing, some people cry and some laugh, it is originally different from person to person.

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Silent tears, silent grief.

Qingqing only knew that what a man did not flick when he had tears, but he did not reach the sad place.

knelt in front of the coffin and sobbed lightly: "Mother, I don't understand, why do you want to be so good, why do you ......"

Qingqing showed resentment: "Mother, you said that he was my father, but he has never come to see you for a few days." He...... He ......"

Spit it out in one breath, and turned his head away fiercely, as if he didn't want Jun to see his tears.

Qingqing, you have to be strong, be a good man with a strong will like your father.

"I don't want to be strong. Tears welled up in Qingqing's eyes: "What is good like him, but a ruthless person." ”

Qingqing, don't blame your father, it's not that they don't miss you, it's just that your father doesn't know that there is you, never blame them, okay.

Qingqing, you must always remember that your surname is Zuo, and your father is Zuo Wuzhou, a hero of the world

Qingqing burst into tears, and her handsome face was full of unspeakable grief and indignation.

Yes, he's a hero of the world, so what. He is nothing more than a hero, not like a father at all.

"I saw him, and I knew he was Daddy. But, mother, you don't know. When I see him, I will adore him, I will admire him, but I will not feel that it is my father in him, I can't find that feeling that it is him. ”

"He's a hero, but he's too far away from me, he's not a father. "Murmured in confusion.

Far away, Qingqing felt that he didn't look like his father. Far away, Qingqing felt that he was not his son. There is no sense of closeness at all.

"I'm not a hero of the world, I'm just like your own mother, I'm a selfish person. ”

A sound came from behind him, and Qingqing's whole body shook violently

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Zuo Wuzhou's expression was very calm.

Qingqing and Zuo Wuzhou have some similarity in appearance, compared to Zuo Wuzhou's perseverance and heroism, Qingqing has little experience in the world, and his appearance has also inherited Ji Xiaomo's softness, which looks handsome rather than heroic.

It was the first time Qingqing had seen his father up close.

If it weren't for the fact that each of the soul cultivators often had a long lifespan and a young appearance, it would be really hard for Qingqing to believe that the young man in front of him, who looked about the same age as him, would be his father.

The fathers, who had almost never seen each other, looked at each other closely.

Suddenly, there was a child in his 200s standing in front of him, and it felt very subtle and strange. Zuo Wuzhou never felt that he was very old, and it was not the time to have children, but when he had children, he felt even more weird.

Zuo Wuzhou held back the soft feeling of being touched in his heart, as if an extraordinary emotion was awakened from the deepest part of his heart.

Noticing Qingqing's anger, Zuo Wuzhou was indifferent: "I only knew about your existence for the first time a few days ago. This is about the first time you and I have met, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to get close to me. ”

For a while, it was difficult for me to get close to a very sudden child, a child who had no feelings at all, and who did not live together at all.

"But, you can't not accept it, and you can't help but get close to your mother" Zuo Wuzhou slowed down his voice.

Qingqing has met Ji Xiaomo, and when he was a child, he was also taken by Ji Xiaomo. It's just that for more than 200 years, I haven't seen my mother all year round, and Qingqing may not have no resentment, nor may there be no weak family affection.

Qingqing's eyes puffed out, I don't know whether it was anger or indignation, and there was a hint of hidden resentment

Yes, before the age of ten, I was running around with my mother, but later, I only saw him once every few decades, so is it still my mother?

Zuo Wuzhou was indifferent: "She is your mother, she did something wrong before, she shouldn't have left you to Jun Forget, but she knows that she missed the process of your growth." You can hate her for a while, but you can't hate her for a lifetime."

Qingqing was silent, and suddenly raised his head: "I don't hate you"

"But I don't love you either"

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Zuo Wuzhou locked his eyebrows and smiled.

He's the one who treats him differently. Judging from his words, he is not without family affection for Ji Xiaomo, but he has a grudge in his heart.

On the contrary, what Qingqing doesn't love or hate is him, who is a father

In fact, Zuo Wuzhou should be happy, if it weren't for Jun Forget's constant telling Qingqing about him as a father, Qingqing would have had many fantasies about his father, most of them would have no family affection at all.

Qingqing was undoubtedly a little unaccustomed to it, and said angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

Shaking his head, Zuo Wuzhou said: "When I knew that I had you, I was actually very difficult to accept for a while" and pointed lightly: "Suddenly as big as you." ”

"You're over two hundred years old, and it's hard for me to talk to you like a child. Zuo Wuzhou paused: "Since this is the case, it is better to be clear." ”

Looking at Qingqing intently, Zuo Wuzhou's voice vibrate: "It's good if you love me, it's good to hate me, it's okay to admit it, it's okay not to admit it." I am your father, you are my son. ”

"Frankly speaking, don't say that you can't get close to me, and I can't get close to you, it's just the first time we meet each other, the first time we get along. It's hard for you to treat me as a father, and it's hard for me to treat you as a son. ”

"No matter how much you resented me. Zuo Wuzhou endured and said slowly: "From today on, I will try to be a qualified father until I ......"

As soon as he turned around, he left a word: "Until, there is no such barrier between us"

"Qingqing remember, your surname is Zuo, Zuo Wuzhou's Zuo"

Zuo Wuzhou strode out, looking at the sky, a touch of pathos in his eyes

Light and affectionate

Zuo Wuzhou walked up to Ji Xiaomo, who was secretly soothing his tears, hugged her shoulders and whispered: "Don't be sad, give him some time, and give us some time." ”

"Now that you can go in, presumably, he won't ignore you anymore. ”

Ji Xiaomo showed infinite joy and hurriedly left. Zuo Wuzhou suddenly sounded: "Who took the name Qingqing?"

Ji Xiaomo paused, didn't look back and said, "I originally called him An'er"

There is always a time to reach the shore

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personally carried Jun Wang's coffin and came to a place with a beautiful view.

Zuo Wuzhou looked at Qingqing and Ji Xiaomo, and put the coffin down: "Come on." We're in this together."

His hands sank into the soil like a shovel, digging out the dirt little by little.

Forget, I'm here to see you off on your last journey on earth.

Don't forget

I won't forget you. Never.

One day, I will resurrect you myself, and I will personally face you face to face, and I will take what I owe you, in its original ...... Give it back to you

Ji Xiaomo and Qingqing walked over silently, and dug out the burial place for Jun Forget with both hands.

Qingqing cried loudly, the family affection of more than 200 years is definitely not comparable to the weak family affection that Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo can match.

Zuo Wuzhou silently hid his sorrow in the bottom of his heart, personally lifted the coffin, and gently placed it in the dirt pit: "I'll come." You just go to the side. ”

Ji Xiaomo walked away silently with Qingqing, and suddenly came back: "Actually...... On that day, on the night of the Heavenly Monarch Sect, the person who spent the night with you ......"

Zuo Wuzhou stood up and shook his head slowly: "Needless to say, I already know"

"You know?" Ji Xiaomo was surprised: "When did you know?"

"A few days ago, when you forgot about your death. Zuo Wuzhou was indifferent and couldn't hide his sadness.

That year, that night, that woman.

From the time when Jun Forget fell, Zuo Wuzhou solved the mystery that had been buried for hundreds of years, and the woman that night was definitely not Jun Forget.

I got drunk that night, and I was drunk for hundreds of years, until Jun forgot to die, and Zuo Wuzhou didn't wake up.

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A shallow and faint bitterness rippled in my heart, and it was extremely painful.

Xu Yes, on that night that year, Jun Forget had the heart of thanksgiving for the flowers. At least, when he was imprisoned, he must have had the ambition to seek benevolence.

In the past few hundred years, it has been a redundant torment for a woman who pursues perfection and only wishes for perfection all her life.

In particular, Ji Xiaomo also handed over Qingqing to Jun Forget to raise. Xu Yes, in the past 200 years, Jun Forget has never been easy.

There are children around, but they are from the person they love and their lovers, but it is hard to imagine that kind of taste.

Flowers bloom, joys and sorrows, how can there be so many perfections.

Zuo Wuzhou lost his mind and became in a trance.

At this moment, a thunderbolt was added, and between Huo Ran, it was like a thunderbolt bombardment, and it went straight to Zuo Wuzhou.

It's not a sudden attack.

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