Ye Wudao frowned: "Senior Huoyue, can you tell me directly if you want me to join the Hongchen Palace?"
"No, come back later. You missed the best opportunity."
"good!"
Ye Wudao didn't hesitate, pretending to fly away from here.
Soon after, he came to Onizuka.
It was true as Frost Dance Fairy said, she had really ignored Ye Wudao, and now Ye Wudao was extremely free.
But under this kind of freedom, he felt deeply helpless.
"Ling'er..."
Ye Wudao couldn't help but miss Xu Ling'er, and he didn't know what her condition was like now. Anyway, she must be safe.
Standing in front of the dark river, Ye Wudao's eyes showed contemplation.
He was wondering if there was any connection between the Avenue of Nirvana and the dead river in front of him.
Suddenly, he thought of the world he felt.
If we use the power of heaven and earth, can we activate the power in this river?
He tried to put strength into it.
In a daze, the sounds from the past rang in his ears.
"Shen Shuai! My subordinates are willing to sacrifice their lives for Daxia!"
"We are willing to serve as dead soldiers, enter the enemy's interior, and charge into battle!"
"Shen Shuai...please tell my wife and children that I can't go home and tell them not to worry..."
"My lord, the war has been going on for three months. Letters from home are worth tens of thousands of dollars. Please be sure to hand over my will to my relatives."
"Shen Shuai, goodbye..."
Unknowingly, Ye Wudao's eyes gradually turned red.
As a commander-in-chief, I saw so many lives and deaths.
In the end, because of his great achievements, he had to return to the city and met the most important person in his life, Xu Ling'er...
Although Xu Ling'er is sometimes clumsy, this means that she needs Ye Wudao's protection more to protect her kindness and innocence.
What is Ye Wudao doing now!?
He came back to his senses and stood in the lonely world, feeling only desolation and loneliness.
I don’t know how much time has passed since the great battle in Daxia. All of his former enemies were defeated by him, and even Daxia’s most powerful opponent has not regained his strength.
He was used to seeing death...
Ye Wudao stared at the black-red river and thought of the Immortal Gate.