Chapter 1 In Hell, My Heart Is Not Dead
Mu Yun was desperately running, enduring the pain on his body, not daring to stay at all, he had been running for three days and three nights, but the pursuers behind him were still persevering. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
But until now, Mu Yun didn't know what was going on, and could only learn from the endless chasing soldiers that after he had a hangover, he killed his general, Li Changqing.
"But how is this possible?" How could he kill himself, this general, who was also a teacher and friend, when he first learned the news from the soldiers who were chasing him, Mu Yun felt that they must have made a mistake and wanted to explain, but no one listened to his explanation.
Fleeing became the only option, maybe he could return home and ask for help from his family, but what happened next made Mu Yun fall into despair in an instant.
He became a wanted criminal in the entire Tang Dynasty, and the government collected a large number of letters from his residence to communicate with foreign races, and he was accused of treason.
As a father, Zhennanhou was deprived of his title, and the whole family was thrown into prison.
"How can this be? How can this be?" Looking at the notice posted at the city gate in the distance, Mu Yun didn't know where he could live in this big world.
There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and hurried figures surrounded him, and his whereabouts were exposed again.
I can't sit still, or if I die, my father will be finished, my mother, my brother and my sister will all be gone.
You must live, and only by living can you have a chance to wash away your grievances.
The long knife slashed the soldier's chest, but his own back was hit hard at the same time.
He is just a martial artist with a five-fold body, and it is not an easy thing to escape from the pursuers who are gathered from all directions, not to mention, there is no shortage of martial artists with a five-fold body among these pursuers, and even Mu Yun felt a breath of qi and blood rolling, that is a strong man who has entered the sevenfold realm of the flesh, and he also appeared in the team chasing him.
Escape! No matter what, you have to fight your way out.
Whew! The blood was rolling, and the man in green clothes blocked in front of him, making Mu Yun's heart heavy, without the slightest hesitation, his feet kicked on the ground, and the long knife in his hand was indomitable, this is the most direct knife technique of the soldiers in the army, the bloody sword.
The blade was shining brightly, and he was indomitable, even the man in Tsing Yi who was in the seventh layer of flesh did not dare to face this sword full of tyrants.
The man in Tsing Yi dodged, and in Mu Yun's expectation, his figure moved, rubbing the figure of the man in Tsing Yi dodging, and he moved forward.
The dull power of the palm, with the power of the broken stone stele, slammed heavily on his back.
Escape! Even if you only have one breath left, you have to flee this place.
The man in Tsing Yi was very angry, as a martial artist who practiced the sevenfold blood realm of the flesh, but he was deceived by such a fivefold guy with a flesh body, and the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, and if he caught up with him, he must kill him.
The wind was whistling in his ears, the ground under his feet was retreating rapidly, the wounds were trembling, and the blood was flowing, Mu Yun didn't want to die, but he knew that he couldn't last long, not to mention the chasing soldiers behind him, just the dense wounds on his body, the blood that kept flowing out, was enough to make himself bleed to death.
But he can't die, his parents and family are in prison, waiting for revenge, if he dies, they have no hope.
Mu Yun, who was already a little sober at this time, thought of the letter in his room, which was indeed a letter between himself and a foreign race, but the owner of the letter was just an ordinary woman, an alien girl named Ya'er.
Perhaps someone used these letters to make an article and frame themselves, but how can Li Changqing's death be explained? Mu Yun is puzzled, everything needs to be answered by himself, and only in this way can the Mu family be given justice.
And the premise of all this is that you must live, and only by living yourself can you have hope.
People say that there is no endless road, but Mu Yun feels that he has been forced to a dead end by this damn God, the road ahead has been broken, only the cliff is not visible, and a man in green clothes behind him stands in front of him like a fierce horse.
I must live! I want to live! The long knife in his hand came out of his hand, shooting like lightning towards the man in Tsing Yi with an angry face, and then Mu Yun's figure retreated rapidly, as if he did not have the slightest nostalgia, and jumped into the abyss.
The body is like a boulder, falling from the sky, smashing towards the abyss, penetrating layers of clouds and mist, the wind whistling in the ears, this is the last wonderful of his life, you can see the white clouds, you can walk through the clouds.
You can feel the feeling of flying to your heart's content, the body is falling rapidly, death is so close, but the process of this fall, Mu Yun seems to have experienced a century.
When he fell heavily on the ground, Mu Yun felt the pain that instantly hurt his bone marrow, and the boundless darkness, which annihilated all darkness in an instant.
Is it dead? Is it just dead?
A consciousness kept asking, asking about the boundless darkness in front of him.
A fiery ball of light swept through the boundless darkness, Mu Yun felt the stinging pain from his left eye, which was a pain that penetrated deep into his soul, and then a ball of moonlight sprinkled down, with a hint of coolness that instantly merged into his right eye.
Where is this, does it mean that you are in hell, and if you die that you have suffered unjustly, you will also suffer this unbearable torture?
The blazing light seems to have turned into a raging flame, scorching his soul, the clear light like moonlight, but constantly nourishing his soul, what is this for, while constantly torturing his soul, but constantly repairing it.
Life and death, constantly transforming.
Mu Yun longs to live, even in the face of this constant transition between life and death, Mu Yun still insists, retains a trace of his consciousness, even if he is in hell, he has to climb out of hell.
Death in Mu Yun's view is a kind of physical death, the annihilation of the soul, and now, his physical body does not know how, but he still has consciousness, it is obvious that his soul is still there, everything is still there, Mu Yun believes that as long as this soul does not die, even if he dies, he will be in hell at most, as long as the soul is still there, the memory is still there, he will always be himself.
The boundless pain continued, Mu Yun still insisted, he couldn't let the last hope be annihilated, he wanted to keep the last hope, even if he was in hell, he would eventually return one day.