Li Qinglian looked at this scene and was puzzled, the white-haired girl said that she was brought to pull out the nails, but now?

The white-haired girl kowtowed three times, and the short grave bag suddenly moved, only to see a stream of mysterious qi wafting out from the cracks in the grave bag.

condensed but did not disperse, and finally condensed an illusory figure in the sky above the tomb......

This figure is a middle-aged woman dressed in immortal armor, but now the immortal armor is tattered, full of cracks, the breath of knives and axes is all over it, and there are not a few fist marks.

The body is even more broken, to the point that even if you look at it, you have a shocking feeling, what kind of tragic battle has you experienced, and you will be so embarrassed?

The woman's face was filled with deep exhaustion, and there was a deep pain hidden in the depths of her eyes, as if the illusory figure would dissipate at any moment......

But at this moment, she looked at Li Qinglian, with a touch of kindness, a touch of yearning, and a touch of desolation in her eyes, which was very complicated, all of which were mixed in her eyes, and Li Qinglian's heart was blocked......

Who is buried in this grave?

"It's coming...... After all, I waited for the old woman, and I waited for endless years, after all, I saw you...... Qinglian!" the middle-aged woman sighed, with a hint of relief in her eyes.

The white-haired girl had red eyes and said, "Mother-in-law, please pull out the nails!"

The middle-aged woman smiled, nodded lightly, and said: "Well, if I do it again, I still won't regret my decision that day, because you Qinglian deserves me, you have always been my hope, may my remnant cut through thorns and thorns for you, step through the nightmare, you should climb to the top, go to the battle! This battle is too long, and it should be over......"

After saying this, the girl's tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes, and she saw that the figure on the grave bag shattered into a breeze in an instant, blowing Li Qinglian's body.

At this moment, Li Qinglian suddenly felt that the corpse nail inserted in her backbone actually produced an extremely longing fluctuation!

"Poof!"

The corpse nail was pulled out abruptly during the struggle, and with a trace of black blood, it turned into a streamer and shot into the mound, breaking through the loess and inserting it deeply.

The entire mound seemed to shake, and a terrible scream came from the mound, listening to this sound, Li Qinglian felt as if there were thousands of knives stuck in her heart at the same time, and it was extremely painful......

The wound left by the corpse nail on the backbone of the corpse nail was healed in an instant, and the corpse nail was gone, but it left a golden energy phantom, which was inserted in the soul of life.

Under the feeling, he could perceive that the golden phantom contained an incomparably terrifying energy, as if everything it had absorbed over the years had been left in Li Qinglian's body......

But Li Qinglian was in no mood to check it now, his consciousness struggled frantically, he finally regained a bit of control of his body, and asked, "Who is she......"

With a tremor in her words, she pulled out a corpse nail for herself. Use your own body as a carrier...... What a kindness this is, but Li Qinglian doesn't even know her......

The girl choked up and said, "I don't know my mother-in-law, the people buried here are all voluntary, in order to pull out the nails for you......"

As soon as these words came out, Li Qinglian's heart was even more tingling, and she couldn't help clenching her fists.

The people buried here, all their lives, fought for the great cause, took Qinglian as the hope, and always firmly believed that he would return and bring a chance to win, this belief ran through their lives, and they still believed until they died!

Lying in the grave, surviving endless years, enduring loneliness and pain, just to wait for someone who probably doesn't exist, to pull nails for it, to make a way for it......

That's tens of thousands of years, it's not just a number......

I'm afraid that if I inherit the corpse nail, I still have to endure endless years and live in pain all day long......

All this is just for that illusory hope, that Qinglian in my heart!

Li Qinglian was silent, her steel teeth were clenched, and she forcibly controlled her body, but she was already as stiff as wood, but she still knelt down towards the tomb and knocked three times heavily!

In his life, he did not worship heaven and earth, did not respect the Great Dao, but only respected himself, but now he knelt down and performed such a great gift, because it was worthy of him......

The human heart is flesh and blood, how can he, Li Qinglian, bear to do this? But he has no last resort! He himself does not have the strength to take out the corpse nail! If he can't take out the nail, how can he talk about fighting the sky......

"Let's go...... Don't worry about me, you still have a long way to go, and I wonder how many of my brothers are left now...... Go, let them pull out the nails for you, and we'll only get you here......" A weak voice came from the grave.

The world in front of Li Qinglian has long been blurred, let you be peerless, conquer the Quartet, be famous, famous, and after endless years, you are still a pile of dirt bags, and even the world has forgotten your name......

In the end, it will be a failure!

Li Qinglian stood up and took a deep breath, the white-haired girl seemed to be unable to bear to look at this scene, and left with Li Qinglian, and the two gradually drifted apart, leaving only the lonely grave, suffering alone in the endless darkness......

I don't know how much courage it took to make this choice in the first place......

The two walked on the path, silent all the way, Li Qinglian felt uncomfortable in her heart, and only hated that she was born too late!

muttered softly, "I don't even know her name......"

The white-haired girl shook her head and said, "Don't be pressured, they are all voluntary? If they are bitter, won't you suffer even more......?"

Li Qinglian shook her head and said, "This is what I should do......"

The white-haired girl said stubbornly: "No one is born destined to be like this, why do you always have to force yourself? Originally, you didn't have to die this time! But you ...... it."

Li Qinglian smiled bitterly: "What can I do if I don't die? I have given up too much, and now I don't want to let go......"

"That will only make it more bitter......" Looking at Li Qinglian, the white-haired girl's eyes were full of distress.

"I don't care!" Li Qinglian said lightly, it didn't feel good to die, but Li Qinglian grabbed what she cared about, so it was worth it!

The girl bit her lower lip, but she still didn't say that sentence after all.

The two walked slowly on the path, passing by one grave bag after another, all of which were buried by the ancestors of the heavens, fighting the sky in the immeasurable catastrophe of the flood, and finally died on the battlefield.

No one knows their names, their stories, or what they have done for the lives of the world.

Only the low graves remained, proving that they had existed, and the bloody breath that came to their faces told their stories, their tragedy, and their glory......

How many people in this world can understand and see?

Li Qinglian was alone, savoring the bitterness in it, and after a few years, would he become such a dwarf grave, no one remembered everything he did......