"Infinite distances and endless people are all related to me."
When Feng Qingyan said these words, his cold emperor's heart suddenly beat and seemed to have some warmth.
God's will is still there at this moment and has never left.
It seemed to be staring at him, saying that the emperor had never died and was with the broken Kyushu.
"From now on, Kyushu and I are no longer irrelevant."
Feng Qingyan suddenly smiled and walked towards Tianyi, saying: "If you are the sky of Jiuzhou, I will be the land of Jiuzhou; if you are the pillar that holds the sky, I will be the boat that carries the earth; if you guard the sky of Jiuzhou,
I will protect the land of Jiuzhou..."
His cooling emperor's heart began to heat up.
His heart finally felt warm.
The heart is beating.
The blood is hot.
He gradually felt the power contained in the hot blood, and felt the infinite power generated by the fiery heart.
That infinite power seemed to turn into a fire, burning the strange black mist.
He did not expect that the Emperor's heart, which even the Holy Heaven could not suppress, and the strange black mist that even the literary spirit could not dispel, were burned by a fire. At this moment, the blood flowing out of the blazing Emperor's heart was rolling like magma, and it was also burning the Emperor.
The strange black mist on the body.
However, whether it is the emperor's body or the emperor's heart, there are as many strange black mists lurking in them as in the sea of stars.
When he came to his senses.
It seems that God is laughing.
I was smiling and laughing, but at some point my eyes filled with tears.
At this moment, there is a voice reverberating between heaven and earth, imprinted on the world like an oath.
"If you are the sky of Jiuzhou, I will be the land of Jiuzhou; if you are the pillar that holds the sky, I will be the boat that carries the earth; if you guard the sky of Jiuzhou, I will protect the land of Jiuzhou..."
What echoed was exactly what Feng Qingyan said.
When he heard this, he smiled and said: "Yes, if you are the sky of Jiuzhou, I will be the land of Jiuzhou; if you are the pillar that holds the sky, I will be the boat that carries the earth; if you guard the sky of Jiuzhou,
I will protect the land of Jiuzhou..."
His dark emperor's heart suddenly turned red, like red-hot iron.
Rumble——
At this moment, the emperor's heart seemed to have turned into a rolling oven.
The strange black mist is being smelted.
The emperor's blood flowing out from the emperor's heart burst out with terrifying temperature, like fire dragons, burning every inch of the emperor's body...
But in the blink of an eye.
The strange black mist hidden in the emperor's body was almost burned away.
but.
The amount of weird black mist hidden in the Emperor's Heart is beyond Feng Qingyan's imagination. Even if the Emperor's Heart turns into a rolling oven, it cannot completely burn out the weird black mist in his heart.
As much as it is calcined in the oven, the emperor's heart will be born.
Continuously.
It's like life goes on forever.
It seems that his heart is not an imperial heart, but a strange heart.
But Feng Qingyan was not disappointed. At least he knew how to get rid of the strange black fog in his heart.
If the emperor's heart could always be turned into a furnace.
There will be a day when the weirdness in my heart can be completely burned away.
When he came back from his thoughts, God's will left with a smile at some point, but the Emperor will be with Kyushu, with you and me...
He did feel the Emperor's presence.
Right here between heaven and earth.
Besides him, there is another person in this world who feels the presence of the Emperor.
She is Ah Heng.
Wushan Mountain.
A Heng stood in the sea of clouds, looking up at the sky quietly. I don’t know when he burst into tears, and the pear blossoms were raining and crying: "Brother, I miss you..."
At this moment, my thoughts are like rain, but when I fall to the ground, I am hurt.
Tears kept falling.
Suddenly it began to rain heavily.
Wherever Ah Heng went, heavy rain would fall, and the sky and the earth would become completely white.
"Brother, I miss you..."
Ah Heng walked, crying and murmuring, to look for his brother.
However, she searched all over Wushan but could not find her brother, so she left Wushan and came to Zhou Tianxia to look for her brother.
My brother is still not here.
My brother doesn't know where he is.
now.
It is also raining heavily all week.
Countless literati looked up at the white sky in surprise.
Some people feel a deep sense of longing in the rain; others taste the bitter and salty taste in the rain.
Many literati looked at each other in confusion.
This rain seems a little weird, some scholars said.
During the search process, Ah Heng's tears kept falling, and it kept raining in the sky.
At this moment, she was like a madman, determined to find her brother, and the longing for her for millions of years came together, and she was stunned.
"Brother, where are you? I miss you..."
Ah Heng cried.
She searched all over the world but could not find her brother, so she came to the world of mountains and seas.
But there is still no sign of his brother in the world of mountains and seas.
I don’t know where my brother has gone.
Brother, do you know that the world without you will not have your back.
I was so lost, I felt that my sky was dark, without a trace of sunlight, it was deserted...
now.
Ah Heng stood in the rain, letting the raindrops hit his scarred body.
She didn't know where to look.
The persistence I once had, the sobriety I once had, are just the sadness that can’t be expressed in a thousand words.
The rain of longing fell on the body without an umbrella, penetrated into the clothes of longing, and turned into traces of longing.
At this time, Ah Heng felt that the world was getting colder.
"Brother, I miss you..."
She murmured silently.
It is a pity that the emperor is with Kyushu, and with you and me, but not in this world.
I don’t know when.
The rain stopped.
Ah Heng was walking in the air.
Under the moonlight, soft and soft, the memory is still fresh, who is counting the scars all over the body?
When long hair floats, whose thoughts are floating along with it?
The night is as cold as water, whose clothes are stained with tears and swaying in the wind?
Under the night, it is clear and cold, but the memory is still there. Who is staring at it with scars all over its body?
Who still has clear tears in his eyes?
The night is as cold as a devil, whose thoughts are walking in the air with cries?
For millions of years, from one mountain to that sea, there are different lights and the same loneliness. A Heng steps on the tiny moonlight.
Alone and shadowy.
She missed him so much that she scattered around the world, searching hard for traces of her brother.
She heard that her brother was always far away, so she went there without hesitation.
The joys and sorrows of helpless fate.
She still hasn't found her brother.
She silently walked back to Wushan. In the lonely night, who said: The song soothes my heart all night long, the rain is like silk, and three thousand hairs turn gray in one night?
Is the heart that is still beating full of scars and not surging uncontrollably? However, only those with heartache know that heartache, that heartbreaking pain.
Cold night.
A Heng walked silently back to Wushan under the shreds of moonlight.
When she was entering the Wushan realm.
In a trance, she seemed to feel the presence of her brother, as if he was behind her, as if he had been watching her silently...
She looked back in surprise and said, "Brother."
Looking back for a moment is a memory that has been involved in a lifetime. In the dark and cold night, A Heng's figure gradually disappeared.