As Yin Hong's blood and tears continued to pour into the earth, such emotions began to follow the veins of the earth and gradually began to expand outward.

Slowly, more and more spirits continued to appear in front of the king's eyes.

The cries and wails seemed to have an inexplicable magical power, constantly transmitting and infecting.

Even those vaguely good injuries were inexplicably sentimental by the crying of these gods.

Although they couldn't hear the voices of these spirits, the inexplicable feeling was real, affecting their emotions.

At this time, not only were they not afraid of these strange things, but they had a kind of empathetic wail, and they began to sob.

And this kind of emotion began to expand out of the water dragon channel with the sound of these wounded people.

Just the tea time, the original red makeup and festive Chaoge City completely fell into a sad mood.

The people fell to the ground and sobbed and wailed, even innocent children, as if they could feel the unwillingness and wailing of people in the sea of fire from those crying.

At the city wall of the south gate, those relatives who have become soup have already cried into tears.

Others can only be infected, but what flows in their bodies is the blood of Xuanniao.

For such emotions, it is completely from the heart.

"Second brother! Yin Jiao, who is connected by blood, has already become a tearful person, and he is planted in the arms of the old emperor's uncle Bigan.

These clansmen of Bigan, Weiziqi, Weiziyan, etc.

It is even more sad from the heart, sad in despair, as if the strength of the whole body has been drained by this emotion.

On the contrary, it is not like ordinary people crying incessantly.

Perhaps, their situation is more appropriate to mourn than to die.

......

But just when the clouds of mourning shrouded Chaoge City.

Suddenly, a mournful birdsong began to come into people's sight.

The sobbing crowd was immediately deeply attracted by the mournful cry that pierced the sky.

When I looked up, I saw a magpie in the city, with a whoop, let out a wail, flew over the city wall, and resolutely plunged into the sea of fire outside the city.

This scene stunned the crowd who were originally in a state of grief.

With the figure of the first magpie, it was burned to ashes by the fire.

Then, countless birdsong began to sound from all directions.

The magpie, which represents happiness and well-being, is so resolute, and the other birds are even more resolute.

In an instant, all kinds of chirping sounds are endless, but they are just the sounds of birdsong, which originally symbolized the melodious sound.

At this moment, it seems so gloomy and sad.

The cries of the Tao are intertwined with each other, as if composing a sad movement of discontinuity.

It gives people a sense of sadness that the listener is sad and the listener is crying.

"It's... What's going on? ”

"Can birds relate to this emotion?"

Doubts began to circulate in the crowd with mixed emotions.

It's just that they haven't figured out what happened.

There was a thud.

I saw the yellow oriole on the branch rise, and jumped into the sky.

No crowd reaction.

Then I saw the yellow oriole crying, the sound was like music, and it was like crying.

As soon as the sound fell, it turned into a yellow glow and threw itself directly into the sea of fire.

It's as if that wail is the last song it leaves in this world.

As the oriole sacrificed to the fire, more birds began to flutter their wings and slowly flew into the air.

A...

Two...

Ten...

Hundreds...

In an instant, thousands of flying birds began to flapped their wings of despair and began to fly beyond the holy land in their hearts.

For them.

The king's weeping and sorrow did not stop.

Even if you are martyred, you must be with you for a long time.

......

Whoosh –

Countless birds passed through the crowd and began to fly in the direction of the sea of fire without hesitation.

In the crowd, a child looked up at the birds flying in the sky with tears on his face.

Suddenly, there was a slight heat in his neck.

raised his hand and wiped it gently, and asked curiously to the crying aunt on the side.

"Auntie, it's raining. But why is this rain a little hot? ”

The mother looked up and stretched out one hand to gently support it.

A drop of rain slipped down and slid gently into her palm.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand the emotions in the rain.

The sorrow that had just been suppressed came to my eyes again.

Softly stroked the head of the baby next to her, "Child, it's not rain, it's the tears of the birds." ”

"Birds have tears, too?" The child's innocent eyes widened, with a look of doubt, and he quietly looked at the birds that kept gliding in the sky, and "tears..."

......

At this time, the king of the fire also seemed to hear the mournful chirping of birds, which kept coming from all directions.

When I looked up, I saw countless birds, rushing towards the sea of fire on my side.

This scene of ten thousand birds crying like a moth to a fire directly put the king of the town on the spot.

I saw that at this time, the king of Xuan muttered inadvertently.

He whispered, "End... It's over, is this the beginning? ”

"Hundred... Hundred Birds Sacrifice to the Phoenix..."

......

Soon...

Hundreds...

Thousand...

10,000...

Countless birds swooped into the sea of fire, right in front of the eyes of the king, with bursts of sorrow and turned into green smoke...

Looking at these birds who looked at death as if they were at home, King Rao began to shout at the sky.

"Don't come! Get back!!! ”

"All back!"

"Lone's son, Lone himself will save !!"

But how could the birds understand the words of the king, and their hearts were only sad and sad.

They just want to be with the king!

Even at this moment, their bodies turned into green smoke, and they are still struggling with their little souls.

Slowly flapping his wings, he struggled to fly in one direction.

As the birds around the city pounced, the raging fire seemed to sense some kind of provocation.

And who set this fire, a generation of saints, Nuwa, the mother of the human race.

Finding that there were some unknown situations in the fire, she was still talking and laughing with Yuan Shi Tianzun in the clouds, and she seemed to notice that something was wrong.

Hurriedly pushed away the clouds and leaned down there.

Just one look, just one look.

Nuwa and Yuan Shi were directly stunned in mid-air.

"What's the situation? Why do so many birds come to this sea of fire and moths to fight the fire? Nuwa was puzzled.

She originally just wanted to burn down the new city, how could she have thought that so many birds would come to the funeral for no reason?

The Yuan Shi Tianzun who saw this shook his head in confusion, and his mouth was even more involuntarily whispering.

"No, no! If something goes wrong, there must be a demon! Mother, what happened to you in this sea of fire? ”

Hearing this, Nuwa glanced at Yuan Shi, "How do you know from this seat, you also watched it before, in order to reduce the causal backlash, this seat only led the heavenly thunder and aroused the fire in the center of the earth, so this fire is not controlled by this seat alone." ”