Seeing the appearance of the Burning Sun Divine Monarch, Shui Gongzi was also taken aback, and hurriedly supported him, "Master, what's wrong with you?" Master...... You're hurt? When his hands touched the Burning Sun Divine Monarch's body, he felt a sticky liquid, and when he raised his hand, he saw that red blood was stained all over his hands, "Master, your body is bleeding!" ”

Shui Gongzi's eyes were moist again, and the pain in his heart that he had never felt before spread all over his limbs, and he even felt difficult to breathe.

From childhood to adulthood, Master was invincible in his eyes, like a supreme immortal, no one could easily hurt him, but now that he saw that Master was injured, Shui Gongzi's heart seemed to be torn apart, and he felt unprecedented fear and panic.

For Shui Gongzi's pain, the Lieyang Shenjun seemed very calm, he raised his hand to gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "The teacher is only a little injured, and it is not in the way." Although it is an understatement, the paleness on the face cannot be concealed.

In the battle with Xuanque, neither the Burning Sun Divine Monarch nor Xuanque received any benefits, and both were injured.

Xuan Que was anxious to kill the water boy who was not good for him, so his moves were extremely ruthless and decisive. In order to keep the water boy and the cold starry sky safe, the Burning Sun Divine Monarch could only sacrifice his life to delay the time and let them leave first.

If it weren't for the fact that Xuan Que was the seventh prince of the Black Prison, the golden whip in the hand of the Burning Sun Divine Monarch would definitely swing towards him, but the golden whip given by the Emperor could not be swung at the Black Prison Prince, so he used the sword in his hand instead.

The Burning Sun Divine Monarch is not good at using a sword, so he was injured by Xuan Que, but Xuan Que did not fall into the slightest benefit, and he was also injured.

"But...... Is it really out of the way? Although the Burning Sun Divine Monarch said this, Shui Gongzi didn't believe it, thinking of Leng Xingkong's death, he was even more afraid that the master would leave like this, "Master, let the apprentice take a look at the injuries on your body!" ”

"Master is really fine!" The Burning Sun Divine Monarch raised his hand and patted Shui Gongzi's shoulder, and said calmly, "You can take me to Ah Kong's tomb now!"

Shui Gongzi gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take Master there."

The Sun Divine Monarch rode on horseback, and the water boy pulled the reins and walked forward.

On the bank of the river, the breeze caresses the willows on the bank, and the willows sway with the wind, and the level of the river is quiet without a trace of waves, as if it has stopped flowing.

Not far from the shore, there stood a newly built lonely tomb, and the breeze blew, bringing a burst of desolation and resentment.

The man standing in front of the grave was motionless, as if he were still.

The water boy said softly: "Senior brother liked to stay by the river and watch the willows flutter when he was alive, so I specially found this place for him, hoping that he can like it."

The Burning Sun Divine Monarch looked up at the surrounding scenery, his gaze finally rested on the willows on the shore, and suddenly remembered what Leng Xingkong had said in his mind.

"Can you tell me why you always like to stand by the river and watch these willows?"

"I like to see them free and fluttering in the wind."

"Oh, so you mean I made you feel oppressed?"

"No, but no matter how far they are blown by the wind, they can always return to their roots in the end, and I don't know where to find my roots?"

Memories are sometimes like a floodgate that has been opened, catching people off guard and not wanting to live.

The Burning Sun Divine Monarch didn't want to remember more, maybe thinking more would only make people more painful and embarrassed, his hands were clenched into fists, and finally he slowly let go, raised his hand and gently put it on the tombstone, as if caressing the deceased person, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, the teacher will definitely get justice for you." ”