Chapter 992: The Yun Clan is still an immortal song

Shuiyue Island has been continuing the style of the previous dogs and horses, whenever the night is coming,.

At the beginning of the day, under the colorful night, there is a drunken atmosphere everywhere. It was a paradise for the aristocracy, where they sat on the most beautiful women (men) and enjoyed the best food and wine. There are also beautiful legends circulating here.

Although Hong Feiying is a woman, she has no interest in men or women, and she has almost no relationship with her. But she liked this lewd and corrupt atmosphere, and in her opinion, this extreme excitement could just fill the huge emptiness in her heart.

She's the master of the place, but like an addict, she's obsessed with nights like this.

At this time, the sun (water and fire) was under the control of Hong Feiying, and the premise went down. The whole island was lit up in an instant, and the original beautiful and elegant island city suddenly became ambiguous.

A white horse with long jade horns and wings, pulling an elegant carriage, galloped down the street, and all the gentlemen, jokers and prostitutes bowed to her reverently along the way.

Luo Shen lifted the curtains, looked at the scene outside, and said in shock: "Sister, your islanders respect you very much." ”

Hong Feiying sniffed the aroma of rouge in the air, smiled slightly, and said lazily: "The hundreds of thousands of people on this island are absolutely devout to me. As for the more than 800,000 laborers outside the island, it is difficult to say. ”

Only by exploiting more than 800,000 people can we get more than 100,000 drunken gold fans. Hong Feiying knows this very well, but she doesn't know it, there are civilians outside the island, and there is no defense, so she can only work hard.

The Jade Horn White Horse passed through the brightly lit streets and headed straight for the Qingfeng Cliff in the distance.

On the cliff, there are still sculptures of several auctioneers during the last Fengyue Banquet. One of them is Ye Qingcheng's sculpture.

"Is this the sculpture that my sister wants to show me?" Luo Shen said puzzledly: "Among them, none of them are like waste?"

"It's not them, it's just to take you to see these sculptures, what can you think of?"

Luo Shen's gaze quickly glanced at Xiao Shisan, Yao Lingxiao and other sculptures, only on Liu Beishui's sculptures, and stayed for a while.

"They're all outstanding people. Roselle said politely.

"But it doesn't interest you?" Hong Feiying noticed that Luo Shen's gaze was attracted by a back figure as she spoke.

On the Qingfeng Cliff, Ye Qingcheng's sculpture is just a back, and there is no face. Rao was still full of curiosity.

"Does that sculpture have a face?" Roselle couldn't help but ask.

"Only the back, not the facial features. ”

"That's it. Roselle's eyes were full of pity.

"Still, the guy who will show you later, you should think about something. Hong Feiying smiled mysteriously.

Although the cities on the islands are bustling, there are always relatively poor places. In a neighborhood with not-so-glorious buildings, the air smells of urine and vomit, and a large number of drunkards and shoddy prostitutes pass through it, and there are taverns everywhere. Occasionally, one or two nobles passed by, and the carriage always galloped by, unwilling to make any more stops in such a place.

Even in this kind of place, it is not for commoners, but for the wandering of down-and-out nobles. No matter how good the city is, this kind of place is one that cannot be eradicated. Because, people's fate is not fixed, there are those who are prosperous and there are those who are down, this is the income of the down-and-out.

In the corner of a tavern, a drunken strong man lay down. He had a thick beard and stray hair, and his body was ragged and covered in dried vomit, and he was smoky with alcohol. His face was almost obscured by his beard, and only a pair of eyes remained, looking at passers-by in a daze, and cursing inexplicably from time to time. Every time a pedestrian passes by, there is always a look of disdain. Few people knew his true identity, and no one cared about a down-and-out beggar.

However, at this time, a handsome young man came, he was dressed in a spotless white robe, he was a heroic cultivator, and he belonged to one of the top nobles of Shuiyue Island. He easily found the beggar, took out a bag of gold coins, respected the beggar, and said respectfully: "Third master, I haven't come to see you for a few months, has the money been spent?"

The beggar took the bag and waved drunkenly and said, "Get out!"

He seemed reluctant to anyone who recognized him, knew him, and even if he was nice, he was extremely disgusted.

The white-robed Qingnian hesitated for a moment, shook his head, sighed and left.

"He?" Roselle looked at the extremely embarrassed figure and said incredulously, "He's the one I like?"

"Of course not, the one you like is now the ruler of the world. In the distance, Hong Feiying and Luo Ren were standing, in order not to attract attention, they were both wearing black cloaks, "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

When they approached, the beggar raised his languid eyes.

He was the first to see Hong Feiying, and drove away in disgust: "Stinky woman, what are you doing?"

"Bold. Luo Shen scolded: "This is talking to the island owner like this!"

He didn't notice her until Roselle spoke.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, filled with shock, fear, and guilt. After a long time, he was furious and scolded at Hong Feiying: "Vicious woman, I killed you!"

However, looking at him who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Hong Feiying's face showed a cruel smile.

The beggar struggled several times to get up from the ground, he took a scimitar wrapped in coarse cloth, but he didn't pull out the knife after pulling it out several times, Rao wanted to kill her, but he didn't have any spiritual power, so he could only slash directly at Hong Feiying like an ordinary drunk, holding a knife with a scabbard.

Hong Feiying raised a kick and kicked him at random, kicking him a few feet away, hitting the wall, and spitting blood.

The beggar lay on the ground in agony, vomited a puddle of filth, struggled to get up, and cried out in despair, "Kill me." ”

"My little island master, how dare you kill you?" Hong Feiying teased: "What is your background." ”

At this time, Luo Shen said angrily: "Sister, this person looks like this, I can't think of anything at all." You didn't bring me to reminisce or anything, you brought me here just to insult him and make him more miserable. He's so pitiful, how can you bear to do this to him. ”

"My sister is angry, I'm just joking with him. Hong Feiying said.

After several struggles, the beggar finally got up, and he fled away like a lost dog with a cutlass wrapped in cloth, howling and crying as he ran.

"Sister, I once told him what's wrong, why did he make him so miserable?" Luo Shen looked at his back, and there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"It's not about you. Hong Feiying said: "It was your sweetheart who made him like this." ”

............

"Ye Qingcheng, kneel. ”

The temperature is cold, but the sun is very bright, and it sways in the cold ice city, making the whole city vibrant. The city that survived the catastrophe has been completed after several months of repair.

It's a rare good day, and it's also a very important day for Ice City.

On the square in front of the city lord's mansion, more than 100,000 people gathered in the city, and they witnessed the city lord's alliance ceremony.

Because of the Yun Clan, human beings have been proud to last for thousands of years, so this kneeling is not only a portrait of Yun Tian, but fifteen. Dressed in white feathers, the old but majestic Split Wind stood in front of the huge canvas, his face was serious, but his eyes were extremely pleased.

As a result, no one in the Yun clan expected it, but their will was passed down, and it was this indestructible will that saved the human world.

In the bright sunshine, on the magnificent canvas: sitting in the most conspicuous position is a thin, kind, cheerful old man with a cheerful smile, holding a wine gourd, pouring wine for an old man with snow-white hair behind him. In addition to Yuntian and Qinghuo Crane, there are also the cool Tianmu Tiger, the unsmiling Cloud Jiao, the low-key Left-eyed Aurora Clam, and the simple and gentle Qingyu, as well as those seniors who died in the Battle of Beihai, a total of fifteen.

In the majestic sound of the splitting wind, Ye Qingcheng knelt down at the painting, looking at the familiar face with tears in his eyes, he grew step by step to this day under their gaze, and now all of them are gone, except for the splitting wind.

Splitting Wind stood aside, revealing a solemn expression, and said, "First nine worship the master." ”

Hearing the sound, Ye Qingcheng was like a world away, how similar this scene was. Once allied with Lihuo, Flurry, and Xiaobai, they were all presided over by Qing Yu, who treated him like a father, and now Qing Yu has become a figure in the painting, and it will exist in legends forever.

Ye Qingcheng reverently knelt down and kowtowed nine times.

After kneeling and bowing, Split Wind said in a majestic, loud voice, "Bow to the beast!"

Ye Qingcheng stood up, turned to the four figures, and arched his hand seriously: "I, Ye Qingcheng, a mountain citizen of Fengzui Town, Zhenbei Country, lost my mother at a young age, lost my father at a young age, and worshiped under the knees of the greatest beast king in the world, Yun Tian. If you make an alliance with me, you will be my brothers and ......brothers from now on."

After he spoke the oath, Split Wind's serious expression softened slightly, and said, "Ancestor, if you worship my nephew Qingcheng as the master, the future generations will be later than me." ”

"Haha, I don't care about this, my dream is to join the strongest army in the world. Lie Kunlun, who had bones and wings and was thin, said.

"That's good. Splitting Wind nodded and said, "Lie Kunlun, Ice Fang, Gru, Eternal Night, you report your background!"

"Lie Kunlun, the realm of Shura, was born more than 8,000 years ago, was the leader of the Heaven-Covering Crazy Owl, and later formed an alliance with the quasi-beast king Baiyuyu......"

After Lie Kunlun finished speaking, the ice fang said solemnly: "I, the ice fang, Shura, was born in the Extreme Ice Continent, my parents were killed by the former beast king Bing Ji old ghost, and my soul was also shattered by the ice old ghost, and then I was rescued by the master, and I was even more fierce! If the master does not dislike it, I am willing to defend the honor of the master with my blood, and use my body and soul to guard the master's oath and eternal name." ”

After the ice fang finished speaking, the huge square was silent and solemn. At the same time, everyone shifted their eyes to the back of the tree Gru, who held back for a long time and said one word: "Lu!"

"Hehe, Gru can't speak, but he's determined. Splitwind said, "Below, there will be eternal night." ”

Eternal Night does not change shape, and it has never learned, it squatted on a half-human high stone platform, thought for a while, and said: "My name is Eternal Night, a million years, well, no, it is a hundred thousand years, and there has been no name. I came from the Underworld, and when I was very young, I sneaked out to play, but I was tricked by the Underfire, and I was trapped in the Empty Underworld, and I have been serving as a guardian. Later, the Thunder Dragon Hall was blown up by this small, not my eldest family, and I escaped. Well, I'm a dark Shura strength, I haven't grown at all in 100,000 years, I'm too lazy, and in places where there are few people or it's not lively, I can't cultivate at all......"

"Alright, alright. Splitting Wind stopped in time, when this guy was born, he didn't have the profession of animal trainer, if he let him say it, I don't know when. Then, Split Wind retracted his smile and said seriously: "The four of you are not simple, there are my Wild Ancestor, there are Snow Soul Holy Beasts, there are the guardians of the Demon God's sword, and there are even Qilin, who comes from the Dark Hell and has the blood of the Divine Beast. Qingcheng is a reckless mountain boy who was born recklessly, but no matter his strength or background, he is worthy of being your brother. He is now the ancestor of the beast taming - Hellfire, the strongest beast king after that, this beast king is not sealed by me, nor is it sealed by the Yun family, it is the living beings in the world, and they jointly put him on the throne of the beast king. You have made an oath that from now on he will be your master, brother, and brother, and that you will do everything in your power to support him, whatever happens to you. On the contrary, Qingcheng is the same, they are your brothers, and you must do everything to protect them! No matter what you find in the future, your feelings cannot change, you will never leave, and you will never betray ......"

Together with Lihuo, Bai, and Ranwu, there are a total of seven backbones of the Ye Clan's legion. Coupled with the three lords, Ye Qingcheng, Liu Beishui, and Wei Chiyan, they were also important members of the Qianggan, such as Yuxian, Black Blind and others, and they together formed the first line of defense after the Great Tribulation in the human world.

The Ye clan has been worshiped as a god by the surviving people, but no matter how much they love it, they will not compose music and praise the Ye clan. Because, Ye Qingcheng had given an order not to allow anyone to do this. The best song in the world is "Yunyouqu", and the greatest army is Yun's.

The Yun family is irreplaceable, without their care, the Ye family's seedling will not grow into a ginseng tree, and there will be no Ye family's heavenly dome.

After Ye Qingcheng's alliance ceremony, Ke'er left with Split Wind. They took the remains of the predecessors of the Yun clan and returned to the Yuntian Continent, chose a majestic Cangshan Mountain, and planted mountain bamboos. Since then, that Cangshan has been the tomb of the Yun family.

The following year, when the mangosteen was lush and green, the last old member of the Yun clan, Split Wind, died at the end of his life.

After his spiritual source was destroyed, he wanted to die on the battlefield, but his last wish was not fulfilled, and he received treatment. However, he always refused to take any longevity-prolonging pills, and finally in the second year, on the night when the Yun seniors died in battle, his soul returned to the place he had been talking about.

The older generation of the Yun family all passed away. As the last member of the Yun family, Ke Er stayed in the Yun family's mausoleum for the rest of his life.

When the song ended, Yun's was still an immortal song. It will never stop resounding everywhere in the world.

Goodbye, Yun.