A red light flashed, and Tang Yi suddenly appeared in front of Feng Hua's sword, not letting Feng Hua's sword slash at Yi Shuihan's body.

Looking at Tang Yi, a hint of surprise flashed in Feng Hua's eyes. From waking up to just now, Feng Hua didn't feel the slightest presence of people around him. Knowing that his cultivation is not Tang Yi's opponent, it can also be said that he is not Tang Yi's opponent now.

Tang Yi glanced down at Yi Shuihan, there was a trace of worry in his eyes, he noticed Yi Shuihan's even breathing, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Yi Shuihan would pass through the Jedi battlefield when he came out, he naturally knew it, so he kept following. He wanted to make a move just now when Yi Shuihan fainted, but he didn't want to kill a saint Fenghua halfway, so he waited until now.

Taking a step forward, Tang Yi bowed and saluted: "Junior, disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, Tang Yi, meet the senior." ”

"Do you recognize me?" Feng Hua looked at Tang Yi with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Predecessors are the ancestors of our human race, if it weren't for the liberation of your human race, where would there be the current life. Up to now, the portraits of you and the other 28 ancestors are still hanging in the ancestral hall of the Heavenly Holy City for future generations to worship. Tang Yi looked at Feng Hua with burning eyes, and his expression was extremely excited.

Looking at Tang Yi's excited expression, Feng Hua's expression did not change in the slightest, he groaned slightly, and continued softly: "What is the Yin Yang Sect?"

Tang Yi was silent for a moment, and said softly: "The Yin Yang Sect is a sect founded by the two ancestors of Yang Sealing Candle and Yin Li Tian after the Great War. ”

"Are you the descendants of Big Brother Yang and Big Brother Yin?" Feng Hua looked at Tang Yi, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a smile. After being silent for a long time, his expression slowly became gloomy again, "After the war, there are twenty-eight of us, how many are left?"

"...... Left"

Tang Yi was suddenly speechless, looking at Feng Hua's old and decrepit face, he was suddenly a little speechless. Legend has it that there are twenty-eight, and the youngest is the one in front of him, who is only thirty-eight years old. But now that he looks at Feng Hua's eighty-three-year-old face, how can he say it to him about the tragedy back then.

"Say..."Feng Hua's expression became gloomy again, and Tang Yi's hesitant expression gave him a sense of foreboding.

"When..."Tang Yi looked at Feng Hua in front of him, he still couldn't open his mouth, and was silent for a long time before he said leisurely: "The war was really tragic back then, although the twenty-eight ancestors led the human race to drive the demon clan away, they also suffered heavy losses, and among the twenty-eight human race ancestors, only seven were left.

"There are only seven left?" Feng Hua looked at Tang Yi in a daze, but his voice trembled slightly.

At noon, the battlefield was as silent as ever, and Feng Hua looked at the land, where they had squandered their blood in the past had become a place where their bones were buried. I tried to recall the past many years ago, and I still remember that on the eve of the war, they drank together on the twenty-eighth, and Brother Shi said that he would take him to see the sunrise. Brother Yin said that after the war, he was going to make two things and watch the door for him...... What's coming ...... I can't remember again...... What is unforgettable will also be forgotten because of time.

Slowly raising his head, Feng Hua sighed slowly, thinking to himself, how to say that he is also an elder, and he can't cry in front of the junior. After being silent for a long time, he reassured himself with a wry smile, it turned out that he didn't have to worry at all, the yin spirit had no tears, and even the right to cry was deprived.

I don't know how long it was silent, Feng Hua slowly regained his composure, his eyes fell on Yi Shuihan on the ground, and said softly: "Why, don't let me kill him, do you know what he is?"

Shifting his gaze to Yi Shuihan, Tang Yi said faintly: "He is the future of the human race. ”

"The future of the Terrans?"

Feng Hua was furious in his heart, "When did the future of the human race start to be pinned on a ......?"

"Senpai!"

Tang Yi hurriedly interrupted Feng Hua's words, turned his head to look at Yi Shuihan, who was still asleep on the side, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back at Feng Hua, who was angry, Tang Yi pondered for a moment and said, "Seniors should have heard of the Feng Clan's Heavenly Curse, right?"

"Heavenly damnation?" Feng Hua looked at Tang Yi's eyes shrinking slightly, his eyes were faintly frightened, he groaned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Is there really a curse?"

"Yes!" Tang Yi looked at Feng Hua firmly, "My junior sister is the last generation of phoenix blood, she said that if there is, there must be, who will not lie to me if she lies"

"Phoenix blood?" Feng Hua looked at Tang Yi's solemn expression, was silent for a moment, and then moved his gaze to Yi Shuihan, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Then why him?"

"Because he's most likely, stepping into that step." Tang Yi also turned his head to Yi Shuihan. Although he said this, Tang Yi's tone was not as firm as before. Under Fang today, neither the human race nor the demon race could take that step, and even said that no one had touched that threshold.

"The people of that clan have never taken a step, how can you say that he can?" Feng Hua regained his previous indifferent expression and moved his gaze to Tang Yi.

Looking at Yi Shuihan who was lying on the ground, and then handing his gaze to Feng Hua, Tang Yi said softly: "He is already the strongest physique, if he can't do it, then I really don't know who can do it." ”

"The strongest physique, what are you kidding, even the dragon clan doesn't dare to say that they are the strongest physique!" Feng Hua handed his gaze to Tang Yi, his eyes full of mockery.

Tang Yi didn't care about Feng Hua's ridicule, he slowly lowered his head, his eyes were full of desolation, and he said softly: "He is my junior sister's child, and he is phoenix blood!"

"Your junior sister's child?" Feng Hua actually shouted for a while, looked at Tang Yi, and then looked down at Feng Hua, for a long time, frowned slightly, and sighed lightly: "Whatever, these are your children's business, and they have nothing to do with me?"

"Senior, you..." Tang Yi listened to Feng Hua's words, and suddenly felt that Feng Hua seemed to be very tired.

"Okay, don't say anything, let's go, I have something to say to this kid. Feng Hua slowly lowered his head to look at Yi Shuihan who was lying on the ground, and waved his hand at Tang Yi to signal that he could go.

"Senior, are you really okay?" Tang Yi looked at Feng Hua, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he saw Feng Hua's hand waving vigorously. Slowly looking down at Yi Shuihan, Tang Yi's eyes showed a faint look of hesitation, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and slowly turned around and disappeared into the fog.

On this battlefield, there is no morning or evening, the whole day is foggy, there is not the slightest sun in sight, there is not the slightest touch of sunlight. Even at noon, the sky was still filled with yin qi and a little bit of blood.

Yi Shuihan slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was still an annoying mist. Got up and looked at the tattered clothes on his body, Yi Shuihan frowned slightly, Yi Shuihan was more or less a little clean, and gently tidied up his clothes, Yi Shuihan was slightly surprised, he found that the trauma on his body was not good this time.

"You're awake!" Feng Hua didn't turn his head, still thinking about the past in a daze.

Yi Shui turned his head coldly, and only then did he react, thinking that he was not out of danger. Turning his head to look, an elderly man suddenly appeared behind him. The old man sat on a large black stone, if it weren't for his eyes to really see it, Yi Shuihan would even doubt his eyes, because when he woke up, he deliberately swept his surroundings with his divine sense and found nothing abnormal.

Yi Shuihan's expression moved, and he hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Junior Yi Shuihan, thank you for saving your life." No matter how stupid Yi Shuihan is, he understands that it was the old man who saved him.

Feng Hua was expressionless, looking at Yi Shuihan who walked around in front of him, his eyes were complicated, and he said softly: "My name is Feng Hua, do you recognize me?"

"Wind Birch...."

Yi Shuihan's eyes showed a deep groan, feeling as if he had seen this name there, or heard it somewhere. Where have you seen this name? Suddenly, Yi Shuihan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man in surprise.

Yi Shuihan has been familiar with all kinds of books since he was a child, and there are not a few books describing the Millennium War, of course he knows the name Fenghua. In the history book, Feng Hua fought several demon kings alone with one sword and finally lost his trace, and later announced to the world after many confirmations that Feng Hua had died on the battlefield, making outstanding contributions to the war of the human race and demon clan, and chasing it as the ancestor of the twenty-eight human race.

Feng Hua looked at Yi Shuihan's surprised eyes, looking at himself flickering, and couldn't help but feel a little cute. But when I think of the identity of this child, I can't laugh.

"Don't be surprised, I'm dead, and now I'm just an undead body, and it's the sword intent you just cast awakened me. ”

"Is it the senior I woke up?" Yi Shui looked at Feng Hua in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

"Yes, you don't have to thank me, without you, maybe I'm still asleep now!" Feng Hua looked at Yi Shuihan carefully, observing his every move. After a long time, he whispered: "You do it, I'll ask you something." ”

Yi Shuihan nodded vigorously and said, "Seniors, please ask, juniors should know everything." ”

Feng Hua slowly raised his head, shifted his gaze to the fog in the battlefield and said, "Tell me about the affairs of the human race after the Great War a thousand years ago?"

"The Millennium War?" Yi Shuihan pondered for a moment and said, "After the Great War, the Terran Race won a great victory, and the Demon Race retreated to the wild land in the south, and the north and south became opposed. Over the years, the demon clan has not died, and it has been committed several times, but it has also been in vain, but in recent decades it has been less, perhaps because it understands that the demon clan has gone and cannot conquer this northern land. ”

"Who told you these things?" Feng Hua slowly turned his head to look at Yi Shuihan, the words just now didn't sound like they came from the mouth of a seventeen-year-old child.

"I saw it in the book!" Yi Shuihan chuckled and scratched his head, a rare hint of virginity on his face.

"You like to read?"

"Yes, books have been my only playmate since I was a child. ”

"The only playmate?" Feng Hua looked at Yi Shuihan in surprise.

Looking at Feng Hua's question, Yi Shuihan chuckled and said, "I have lived alone in the Zhihui Forest since I was a child, so the only things I can do on a regular basis are reading books and cultivating. "I don't know why? Maybe it's because I've seen a saint-like figure, Yi Shuihan has a lot of words today.