At this time, the huts were gone, and the sparkling and secluded little lake was gone, and some were just a scorched black earth, and all the places where the red thunder passed were reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Grandpa, big brother...... Is the big brother dead?" said a little girl wearing a green Luro skirt and pink boots, her eyes slightly moist and tightly pulling the blind old man's robe. With a hint of crying in his voice, he asked the blind old man beside him.

At this time, the blind old man's face was also full of regret, looking at the charred black land. Hearing Zizi's answer, the blind old man also sighed and said, "It's difficult not to die" In the eyes of the blind old man, under the wrath of heaven, it is difficult not to die. The wrath of heaven, as the name suggests, is a blow under the wrath of God, how many people can withstand it? What's more, Wu Tear was also injured, even if he wasn't injured, Wu Tear could only stare at his eyes and be rubbed into ashes. Wu tears, too weak. This is a fact that decides everything.

"Grandpa...... Is the big brother really dead?" Zi Zi pouted and looked at the blind old man with red eyes, and asked again, Zi Zi was obviously very sad about Wu Tear's death. But thinking of the first day Wu Tear was rescued, his whole body was almost unrecognizable, and when the eldest brother woke up, he was struck by lightning again. Thinking of this, Zizi swept towards the charred land again, trying to find Wu Tear's body. But after scanning for a while, she couldn't find any traces, so Zizi could only give up, and couldn't help but feel even more pitiful.

Zizi was wondering, did Wu Tear do something bad to be struck by thunder? But Xiao Zizi immediately vetoed this idea, because she had seen Wu Tear, although Wu Tear's words and deeds were slightly a hint of hooliganism, but his eyes were so clear and clear. If you look like a good person, how can you do bad things!

A child's mind is always so simple and simple, and it is very simple to look at people, thinking that the other party is a good person is a good person, and a bad person is a bad person. But forever, truly.

The blind old man heard Xiao Zizi's slightly crying words, swallowed back the sentence that was about to be spoken, "The dead can't die anymore", and changed his words and said: "Or maybe it's not ...... dead", after saying this, the regret on the blind old man's face was even stronger. He muttered in a low voice that only he could hear, "Is it possible to die......?" Even if he breaks through the shackles of heaven and earth, he is destined to be wiped out in the cradle. Everyone wants to be absolutely devoid of heaven, but in the end, they can only watch him be wiped out by the way of heaven, fate, that's it. Fate......" The blind old man seemed to be lamenting what happened to Wu Tears, and seemed to be lamenting himself, and finally seemed to be sighing for whom.

"Grandpa, are you telling the truth? Is the big brother really not dead?" When Xiao Zizi heard this, the sad expression on her face suddenly bloomed like a flower. Asked the blind old man in surprise. Xiao Zizi was very happy to hear the news that Wu Tear was not dead, and Xiao Zizi didn't know why, probably because the eldest brother was the person who stayed with her the longest time except for her grandfather. So Xiao Zizi has a sense of intimacy with Wu Tears. Of course, this is for the innocent and cute little Zizi.

However, Xiao Zizi didn't seem to hear another meaning in the blind old man's words. It's just that I subconsciously think that Wu Tear is not dead.

Even if the blind old man is blind, he can feel Xiao Zizi's excitement now. The blind old man couldn't bear to tell her the truth, so he could only smile bitterly: "Maybe." Then the blind old man said with a slight wrinkle in the corners of his eyes: "Zizi, let's go, someone is coming." ”

As soon as Zizi wanted to say that she hadn't found her eldest brother yet, she was taken away by the blind old man in an instant and disappeared in the same place.

Shortly after the blind man left, another figure appeared in the charred land, and the man could be clearly identified in the sunlight of the restored clear sky. This person is wearing a very old but not torn clothes, his entire forehead is full of thick wrinkles, his beard and hair are like silver threads, this person is none other than Grandpa Zheng who saved Wu Tear who was killed by eating overlord chicken in the Qinglou.

When Grandpa Zheng appeared in this charred black land full of charred black and ashes everywhere, his body couldn't help but tremble, and a stream of tears flowed from his cloudy old eyes. The voice was slightly hoarse and muttered, "Why, why...... Why is this happening" Grandpa Zheng looked at this charred black land, his mind blank. He, he couldn't accept this fact, he searched again with hope, but the result made him even more desperate. His steps seemed to be a little vain, and he involuntarily trembled back and took a few steps back before he stabilized his body again, at this time he no longer looked like the Grandpa Zheng who looked healthy, but more like an old man in his last years, the tears on his face kept flowing down the interlayer between the wrinkles, and he whimpered softly, making people look like an old madman.

Grandpa Zheng struggled to control his somewhat choked voice, and said hoarsely: "Doesn't it say that the heavens are absolutely in the same vein, and all beings are cursed by the Heavenly Dao and cannot cultivate forever? Could it be that the legend is true...... If someone breaks through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, the moment you break through the shackles, the punishment will be sent down. Erase ...... completely"

"Tianjue, damn Tianjue, it is the word Tianjue, which has hurt Miss, hurt the little master, and now it has killed him. Heavenly Dao, you Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, you treat a child like this, in vain! for! God! Dao!" When Grandpa Zheng said the last sentence, he almost pulled his throat, his cloudy old eyes were almost cracked, and he roared violently with tears.

The momentum of the whole person changed completely, and the gray hair of the whole person automatically rose up without wind, stared at his eyes, and laughed loudly: "Haha, since the little master is dead, the old slave has no worries, miss, the old man will definitely fight for his life, and he will also kill back to the clan and save you." ”

Immediately, Grandpa Zheng rose into the sky and lost his trace in a blink of an eye.

Not long after Grandpa Zheng disappeared, two more figures appeared in the same place, it was the blind old man and Xuan Zizi who had just found Grandpa Zheng and hid.

"Grandpa, that old uncle is so old, why is he still crying, it's so ugly. Xuan Zizi looked at the blind old man with a puzzled expression and asked.

The blind old man didn't say anything, but his face was a little dignified, and he said in a low voice: "It turns out that it is really Tianjue, and I don't know if the legend of Tianjue is true or not, but every time Tianjue appears, it will bring disaster to this world, but this is true, Tianjue, Tianjue...... Heaven wants me, I want to kill heaven even more...... Legends are just legends after all, and who has ever seen them. The blind old man obviously knew a lot about the word "heaven", but he seemed to deliberately avoid the main point of the topic.

"Zizi, let's go," the blind old man said indifferently.

"Grandpa, where are we going? Don't you need to look for the big brother?" Xiao Zizi asked the blind old man with a puzzled expression.

He ...... He'll meet his grandfather sooner or later......" The indifferent expression on the blind old man's face suddenly fluctuated, but then disappeared. Then he said, "The place to live is gone, so naturally I have to find it again." ”

"Suddenly", the blind old man and Xuan Zizi also disappeared together.

"Whirring" gusts of wind blew, bringing up black smoke and dust on the ground, and then disappeared in mid-air, people came and went, and finally left.

At this time, in a place like white mist, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.