(ps: A lot of things are really so caught off guard, I just said that there are four watches every day, and I did encounter some things in the past two days, and there is no way to shirk it, so that there is only one shift yesterday and today.) I don't know how to explain it www.biquge.info but I feel a little sorry for everyone, tomorrow, look at tomorrow's update, and I won't let you down. ）

The appearance of the mourners means that a star is about to die.

No one can question this.

And looking at this barbarian army camp, the so-called star death is nothing more than Hu Yan alone.

This old man, who still remembered his people before he died, finally came to the end of his life at this moment.

Su Changan met him not long ago, and what he talked about the most was that day, about the old things that this star had met with his two uncles when he was young.

But the inexplicable Su Changan has a good impression of him.

But it's not because he has a reason with his uncle.

Rather, to a large extent, he felt that Hu Yan was very similar to Yu Heng.

The same dying old age, the same longing for their own people, also died on the road they believed to be.

Although he was not of the same race, and even used to be hostile, Su Changan respected him and respected him from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, inevitably.

The moment he saw his body fall, Su Changan's heart ached.

His body was about to subconsciously rush in the direction of the tiger, but at this moment, his heart was shocked, and the five seven-star phantoms he summoned were almost simultaneously defeated by Tuoba Yan, the abscess man, and the bewitching woman. Su Changan, who had exhausted his spiritual power in the battle with the old man, was attacked at this moment, his body shook and shook, and he couldn't lift his strength for a long time.

And the three barbarian generals suddenly swept towards Su Chang'an at this time.

Su Changan's heart was shocked, and he was secretly saying that it was not good. But to his surprise, these three brute generals didn't mean to attack him at all, but instead passed through his body extremely quickly, rushing straight towards the direction where the tiger Yan fell.

It seems that they care more about Huyan's life and death than Su Chang'an, or in other words, they care about the mourner!

The man in the green shirt with the jade flute in his hand finally walked in front of Hu Yan at this time.

In the process, he didn't do anything, but the people on this battlefield stopped, whether it was the martial barbarians on Mo Qingling's side or the barbarian army on Tuoba Yan's side.

It was as if they had received some kind of edict, and almost at the same time, they stopped what they were doing.

Only the three of Tuoba Yan and the feminine man who had completely knocked down Tiger Yan rushed uncharacteristically at great speed after the undertaker appeared.

"Every star dies deserves to be stopped. The man in the green shirt said this, as if to explain to everyone why the noise was stopped.

But alas, no one seems to be willing to respond to him.

"Hoo ......"

Tiger Yan's eyes opened, or rather, a crack opened, he had exhausted all his strength, but he could not stand up, he knew that this time, he would never be able to stand up again.

He exhaled a cloudy breath from his nose and inhaled violently, as if breathing was an extremely difficult thing for him at this moment.

"You're running out of time, get what you need to do. The man in the green shirt looked at it suddenly and said like this.

Tiger Yan threw a grateful glance at the man, and his mouth suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot out, and tens of thousands of voices appeared at the end of Yongning Pass—he used his last strength to send his people to the end of this displacement.

He looked at them, and in his narrowed eyes was the brilliant starlight, and the rich almost inseparable reluctance.

The tribesmen knelt down.

Although they were protected by the tigers, they could see what was happening outside very clearly, and they could understand why their only star died when they died.

"Ahh

I don't know which child was the first to utter such a cry, and the voice was extremely childish, with a rich cry.

Then.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

One after the other, one after the other, until they turned into earth-shattering cries.

Ahh In the barbarians it is the meaning of the father.

He who begets me is the Father.

He who raises me, who nurtures me, and who protects me is also the Father.

Tiger Yan, for these displaced people who have lost their homes, is obviously the latter.

This should be the highest respect of the barbarians for an elder, even the barbarian king, in the hearts of most barbarians, he does not deserve this title.

And the tiger is well deserved.

"Hu....." Huyan's mouth opened at that time, as if he wanted to say goodbye to his people one last time, but his mouth only opened. The next moment, it closed along with his eyes.

This barbarian star, the strong Great Wu Xian, finally closed his eyes forever in front of Yongning Pass.

"Ahh

But alas, none of this helps.

The life of the star is in the stars, and when his hour comes, no one can save him.

The man in the green shirt thought of this in his heart, and he shook his head, not knowing whether he was sighing or disdainful.

"The word star death, you deserve it, the soul should return to the sea of stars!"

As he said this, the jade flute in his hand was also lifted up at that time and placed to his lips.

It seems that as long as he plays this requiem, Huyan's heroic soul can go to the sea of stars as promised.

However, at this moment, a voice rang out.

"Wait!" the voice said, flustered and anxious.

As a mourner, in his long life, he often saw people who stopped funerals, and for such things, he usually chose to turn a blind eye, but this time, he realized something different, so much so that he had to stop what he was doing.

"Huh?" The man in the green shirt turned his head to look, but saw four figures standing only ten feet away from him.

He smelled a breath from them that displeased him greatly, and his brow furrowed at it.

"Senior, but it's from Xingchen Pavilion?" The four of them still seemed to be quite afraid of the mourners, even the invincible Tuoba Yan couldn't help but look a little cramped at this time. He asked with a respectful arch of his hand towards the man.

"Yes. The man bowed his head and looked grim.

"This person's body and heroic soul, my holy son wants to borrow it from your pavilion. Tuoba Yan responded.

When the man heard this, his brow furrowed even deeper.

"The stars die, the body is buried on the earth, and the heroic soul returns to the sea of stars, this rule has been like this since ancient times, how can you say that you can borrow it?" It can be seen that the man is very dissatisfied with Tuobayan's remarks, and his tone of voice is even more intense.

And such a scene fell in the eyes of Su Changan, who had just calmed down the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, but it was extremely strange.

What is the identity of the Tuoba Yan Four?

They are the gods who have been infected by the blood of the gods, and the drama Su Chang'an knows that the Xingchen Pavilion has always taken it as its mission to hunt down the remnants of the gods hidden in the world. Perhaps these four people have some peculiar method that can hide from the man's eyes.

But the mere fact that they dared to speak like this to a mourner based on their Dao realm cultivation was an extremely debatable thing in itself.

And what is even more strange is that this mourner even explained to them. Although there was obviously anger wrapped in his voice when he spoke, Su Changan faintly heard some hints of compromise.

Who are the mourners?

Even if the star is famous, he has to avoid three points.

Su Changan really couldn't understand what made the always arrogant mourners willing to bow their heads to the four monks who asked the Dao realm.

"Seniors, don't be embarrassed for me. It seemed that he had also understood something from the man's words, and Tuoba Yan's momentum was obviously higher, "As for the rules and regulations, naturally the Holy Son will go and talk to His Royal Highness the Pavilion Master." The seniors said, yes or no?"

"You!" the man's eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart, and a breath that was enough to make everyone present shudder erupted at that time.

Tuoba Yan and the others were simply chilled in their hearts, and they subconsciously turned around and ran away.

However, at that time, the man seemed to remember something, and the expression on his face changed, and he actually suppressed the anger in his heart like this.

"Star Death. Life is in the stars, Angelica Star Sea. He said this, and there was actually a hint of pleading with the four of them for Hu Yan.

The bodies of the four of them paused at that time, and they looked at each other, and they could see that they were also very surprised by such a result, and their hearts were even more and more longing for the nine holy sons.

"The Holy Son wants to take the body and head of the star, and he has received the consent of the Lord of your Pavilion in this regard. We are just acting on orders, and I ask my seniors not to be embarrassed. But even so, with the previous lesson, Tuoba Yan didn't dare to be disrespectful to this man again. This time, whether it was his demeanor or tone, he gave the man enough face.

"Hey," the man finally let out a long sigh.

His body stepped back slightly, making way for him, and the meaning he expressed was naturally obvious.

As a mourner, his compromise fell in the eyes of everyone, which made everyone present feel a pang in their hearts. Especially in the eyes of those barbarian clansmen who fled all the way to this place with Huyan, a raging anger ignited at this moment. Although I don't know what the use of Tuoba Yan kidnapping the body and soul of the tiger is really good, it can be expected that this matter is definitely not a good thing. Both for them and for Hu Yan.

But the anger in the eyes of these people did not move Tuoba Yan's mind in the slightest.

A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth the moment he stepped away, and he walked over to the corpse of the tiger that had lost his breath, because he had not played a requiem, his soul had not returned, and his body was still intact, and he had not returned to the earth as a star.

Tuoba Yan stretched out his hand, and a drop of glass-like blood appeared in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, Su Changan probably guessed that Tuoba Yan might want to use Huyan's Star Death Body and Heroic Soul as a host, parasitize the divine blood, and then revive a true divine race.

Whether it is the addition of an additional god who is likely to be a demigod, or the devouring of the heroic soul of the tiger, it is extremely intolerable in Su Changan's opinion.

He forced himself to take a breath, and he was about to kill Tuoba Yan with a long knife in his hand. However, the injuries in his body were extremely serious, and his spiritual power was empty, so he acted so forcefully that his body shook and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

At this time, Tuoba Yan's hand had reached out in front of Hu Yan's body, and the drop of divine blood in his hand became active again, and he began to shake like a flame, as if he was excited by the host who was about to arrive.

Su Changan was horrified, but he couldn't do anything about it.

But at this moment, several long swords roared with the sound of breaking the sky, and plunged straight into Tuoba Yan's front door.

And Tuoba Yan was also keenly aware of the substantial killing intent at this time, and his body subconsciously took a step back.

Only a few streamers crossed in front of his eyes, and the position where he had just stood was at this moment, and several simple longswords appeared out of thin air. They lined up, separating the corpses of Tuoba Yan and Hu Yan like the Chu River and the Han Realm.

"Haven't you people in the Star Pavilion always liked to talk about rules the most?

At this moment, a man jumped down from the hundred-foot-high Yongning Pass.

His face was as pale as powder, his lips were scarlet as blood, and his clothes were fluttering like gods.