This sound echoed in the air and lingered for a long time.
Just like Yin Xue's mood at this moment, it was like being pressed by a huge boulder, so heavy that he almost suffocated.
"I promised her."
After a long time, Ye Moyan spoke.
"...promise what?"
"I promised her that I would stay with her forever, so this time, I have to go."
Ye Moyan turned around, his eyes as deep as a bottomless abyss.
Both Yinxue and Ye Moyan knew that this disaster was unavoidable. It was for this reason that Ye Moyan had to go.
Yinxue opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but...she couldn't say a word.
What could he say?
Among the people in the God Realm, the only one who can resist them is Ye Moyan.
No matter how many people go, they will just die in vain.
No matter how many lives are sacrificed, nothing will change in the end.
Yinxue understands all this.
He knows it very well!
But no matter how clear he is rationally, he can't do it!
He knew that there was a road of no return ahead, and he might never come back again. But he still had to watch Ye Moyan step on it... He really couldn't do it!
But, what reason should he use to convince Ye Moyan?
"My going is the only way at the moment. Only I can escape unscathed."
Ye Moyan came over, met Yinxue's red and struggling eyes, and chuckled, "It's really rare to see your expression like this."
"How long has it been since you still have the energy to joke?"
Yinxue's heart ached.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Senior brother, I leave her to you."
Ye Moyan's expression has never been so solemn as at this moment.
How long has it been since Ye Moyan called him senior brother? But at this time... Yinxue really wanted to beat him up!
After a long while, Yinxue nodded heavily, her voice trembling without even noticing it.
"You...must come back!"
At this time, there was a sudden thunder outside.
At this time of year, in this weather, it suddenly started raining heavily.
The entire world was filled with a huge curtain of rain.
The rain is about to come, and the wind is blowing all over the house.
****
Ling Xuewei felt like she was locked in a dark place again.
I can't walk out, I want to struggle, but I can't.
My heart started to panic for some reason.
"Ye Mo Yan, Yan..."
In her coma, she kept chanting Ye Moyan's name.
His brows were furrowed tightly, and his hands were holding the corners of the quilt nervously, with veins bulging on the backs of his hands.
Ye Xiutian's sigh came from the bedside, "How could this happen...Girl, when you wake up, will you blame me..."
boom!
There was thunder outside.
This heavy rain lasted for three whole days.
Since Yan'er left, the heavy rain has never stopped.
It's as if even God can't see it and is crying.
Ling Yatou was about to give birth now, and she couldn't imagine how devastated she would be after learning about this.
The deadline given by the people in the God Realm has expired. In fact, to put it bluntly, it only means two words.
war.
Or drop.
Everyone in the world was talking a lot, speculating on how they would choose. But everyone knew that they only had one path from beginning to end.
We can only fight to the end.
Once he surrenders, it will really push the entire Fanxu and thousands of people into the abyss of eternal destruction.
Just because you take one step back, step by step.
In the end, it will only sink deeper and deeper until it reaches its end.
Ye Moyan saw through this early on, so he made this decision.
In this month, he had taken care of all Fanxu's affairs, except... he couldn't worry about Ling Yatou.
If Ling Yatou knew everything, she would definitely not allow him to leave.
No matter what, I will go with him.
So, that night’s trip to Quemingtai took place.
From the beginning to the end, only he, Yinxue, and Fu Ji knew about this matter.
Even that old guy Yin Yan was kept in the dark by them.
Ye Xiutian didn't know whether what he did was right or not.
Seeing Ye Xiaozi leave, he actually felt as much pain in his heart as others.
However, as a descendant of the Ye clan, there are certain responsibilities and burdens that he can only bear.
He was proud in his heart that this boy had the character and arrogance of his Ye clan.
But the paradox is that he would rather he... be more ordinary, more selfish, and less rational.
A sigh echoed faintly in the air.
At this moment, Ye Xiutian seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
The silver hair on his head is old and heavy.
"No, don't...Ye Moyan..."
"Ling Yatou..."
Ye Xiutian was busy, but Ling Xuewei was still awake. At this moment, she seemed to be trapped in some kind of demonic barrier, her whole body was trembling violently, and she kept shouting his name.
Ye Xiutian took out the golden needle and quickly pricked several acupuncture points on her body.
After a long time, Ling Xuewei stopped shaking, finally calmed down, and then fell into a deep sleep.
But her brows were always furrowed, as if there was some lingering shadow.
Ye Xiutian took back the golden needle and covered her with the quilt.
The worry in his eyes never goes away.
****
Thousands of miles away.
The top of the valley.
Ye Moyan, dressed in black robes, stood in front of the cliff, with the clouds and mist swirling around him, making his figure seem as if he would ride on the wind and dissipate between heaven and earth in the next second.
At this time, the air moved slightly.
A person appears from behind.
"Coming."
Ye Moyan did not turn around, but the person came forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
"How dare you come late when Emperor Ye invites you?"
Emperor Qianjue chuckled lightly, his silver clothes fluttering in the breeze.
The two of them stood in front of the cliff, looking into the void.
"It's dawn..."
Looking at the distant sky, a beam of light penetrated the horizon, slowly rose, and then illuminated half of the sky.
The surrounding clouds and fog gradually dispersed.
Behind the two men, tens of thousands of soldiers stood densely in a row, killing them with majesty.
"Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures disappeared from the spot.
Soon, thousands of soldiers disappeared.
It's like it's never been here before.
The sky is bright.
The darkness will eventually dissipate.
A big war is coming.
****
Yougu Mountain.
Wuwu wakes up.
But he felt severe pain all over his body, especially his back, which was as hot as burning. A disciple was applying medicine to him. As soon as the medicine was applied, he let out a shrill scream!
"Ah!! Get out! Get out of here!!"
"Yuan Ren, you can't move around, the wound will open..."
"Get out! I tell you to get out!!"
"Nothing wrong."
Wu Kuang walked in, and his disciples hurriedly saluted. The ground was in a mess, and the soup was spilled all over the ground.
"You go down."
"yes."
"No, if you don't apply medicine properly, the wound will not heal."
"What's the use of taking medicine now?! Senior brother! I want revenge! I must take revenge!!"
He was heartbroken and his eyes were bloodshot.
The wound on my back was unintentionally involved, and I was sweating profusely.
"Lie down for me and don't move!" Wu Kuang scolded, "Look what you look like now? It's really embarrassing for me to be like this, a dignified elder of the Qiandi Sect!"
Wuwang clutched the quilt tightly, with veins popping out in his hands.