On the vast field of frost and snow, the woman was holding a child in her hands and running away staggeringly with the Fourteen Movements of the Ming Dynasty on her back.
She looked back from time to time, as if to see if the enemy was chasing her.
Lin Huang walked forward, looked at the woman, and looked at the child in the woman's arms, and couldn't help but be moved by her.
Three thousand years later, this frosty snowfield has become the Taixuan Realm.
And not far from where Lin Huang stood, there was a grave.
——The concubine’s grave.
The place where Lin Huang was when he fought against Huangfu Tianxia.
At this moment, what the woman is holding in her arms...
This is the former Xiao Yishan.
There was a pop.
The woman in front of Lin Huang could no longer run. She knelt on the ground, her face covered in blood, her eyes filled with hatred and tears.
He looked down at the frozen child in his arms, sobbing silently.
Then, he gently leaned over and kissed the child's forehead.
"Young Master, you must live... You have the blood of the Xiao family in your body. Your father is the champion general Xiao Hanqing. You are the future of the Xiao family. You must live. My mother can't protect you anymore.
sorry!"
As she spoke, the woman knelt down, held the child in her arms, and fiercely smashed the glacier in front of her with her weak fists.
One punch.
Two punches.
The ice surface was suddenly covered with blood.
The ice surface, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, also has cracks.
And in the howling wind and snow, there was already a powerful aura coming.
The woman turned her head and glanced at the black dot in the distance.
Then she started hammering the ice crazily regardless, making a big hole in the ice.
Lin Huang looked up and saw a group of evil tribes rushing over crazily. Looking at the woman on the ice field, their faces were full of excitement and murderous intent.
But at this time, the woman had calmed down.
She untied the Fourteen Dynasties of the Ming Dynasty behind her, hung it on the child, and then gently placed the child in the glacier.
There was a formation underneath the child, barely protecting it.
"Young Master, my mother can't protect you anymore. Everything depends on your luck!"
A gentle smile appeared on the woman's face. She lay on the ice and looked at the child floating away along the river under the ice field. Her figure was so weak, yet so great.
Then, the woman stood up. She looked at the group of evil warriors in front of her with a cold expression.
While waving her long sleeves, a sword appeared in the woman's hand.
She remained silent, waiting for the enemy's killing move.
However……
The moment the enemy takes action, her flower of life will completely wither.
She is not strong.
Even weak.
In the end, he chose to die meaninglessly...
Lin Huang looked at the moment when the sword light flashed across the woman's body, and he felt a surge of anger in his heart.
However……
He didn't take action.
Not only because he is in the long river of time, it will be useless for him to take action.
It was because he couldn't see the hope of living in that woman's eyes.
He once heard Huangfu Tianxia say...
When the evil clan destroyed the Xiao family, it was the nurse in the concubine's grave who sacrificed her son's life in exchange for Xiao Yishan's escape.
The word "Yishan" is not Xiao Yishan's real name, but the name of the nanny's son!
A mother who has lost her son has no reason to live.
Death may be her entire hope!
On the bitingly cold ice field, the woman knelt on the ground and finally lost her breath.
When she was dying, she was lying above the cave in the ice field, seemingly looking at the young master who was drifting away...
The sky is full of wind and snow.
The woman was gradually frozen and covered.
Lin Huang looked up at the wind and snow in the sky, feeling that life was desolate and everything was withered.
He walked along the glacier, wanting to see where his master had been...
However.
When he walked thousands of miles in the ice field, the world around him had changed.
Lin Huang couldn't help but smile helplessly. It turned out that in the long river of time, being immersed in a kind of sadness was a great luxury.
But at this moment, Lin Huang appeared in Zhongzhou again.
It’s just... this was Zhongzhou three thousand years ago!
Or Zhongzhou under the rule of the Ming Dynasty...
The Zhongzhou Martial Altar is nothing more than a place of worship for the Tuoba royal family of the Divine Dynasty.
In the very center of Zhongzhou, there is a vast group of palaces floating in the void, like a fairy garden, full of sacred aura and ancient majesty.
It's a pity...
Mountains and rivers are sinking, and wars are rising everywhere!
The ancient divine dynasty is still magnificent and attractive, but it has reached the end of its era.
Outside Zhongzhou, countless evil clan armies gathered, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared, and there were easily millions of troops.
Throughout the vast continent, beacon smoke was everywhere, countless flags stretched across the sky, and countless mountains and rivers collapsed at any time. Under the sky, visions of the Holy Emperor's fall continued to appear.
Standing in the long river of time, Lin Huang looked at the pictures passing before his eyes, feeling endless sadness in his heart.
He saw with his own eyes the decline of the human race.
He saw the evil army sweeping across the world, slaughtering cities and annihilating countries wherever they went, the common people were like ants, the strong ones rolled to death, and the whole sky was dyed red with blood and flames.
He saw a man as powerful as a quasi-emperor dying with no bones left!
Hundreds of thousands of troops charged forward, but within half an hour of fighting the evil tribe, the entire army was wiped out.
The human general's hair turned gray overnight, he vomited blood and died of regret.
Back then, the prince of the Ming Dynasty wore armor and carried a gun, and entered the battlefield. He was eventually surrounded and killed by the seventeen evil kings of the evil clan!
There is also the carefree princess of the Ming Dynasty who did not know the rise and fall of the world. She walked out of Zhongzhou wearing silk clothes. She walked through the mountains and rivers of the world and invited countless strong men to come out to save the world.
She once appeared on the battlefield and spent half of her life against the will of heaven to save millions of troops.
She once knelt in front of the descendants of the Six Dynasties, begging them to take action to protect the human race...
She once used her noble body as bait to kill the powerful evil men.
But she died in the end...
He died under the turmoil of war and iron hooves, and his bones were lost in the wind and snow.
In the vast river of time, Lin Huang saw countless scenes that made him extremely excited and heartbroken. Each scene was a reminder of the humiliation of the human race.
He saw Ji Sansheng walking across the battlefield holding a sword.
I saw Xiao Hanqing become a champion in one day.
He was awarded the title of Champion God General, led millions of troops, and went on an expedition to the Langjuxu Divine Realm... Countless powerful men from the evil tribe surrounded and killed him in the Langjuxu Divine Realm.
There is also the emperor in the ancient palace. He walked out of Zhongzhou and marched in person.
Ninety-six million troops of the Ming Dynasty were thrown into the battlefield of Cangqiong Continent, with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. They rolled to death, sacrificing their lives to fight, and finally...
But still helpless!
He saw the roar of Emperor Ming Ai under the dark night, and saw his madness, sadness, and hatred!
And the construction of the Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall!
I saw that the Wolf Juxu Divine Domain was gradually becoming a restricted area for the human race.
I saw Emperor Ming Ai alone, with the emperor's sword hanging on his waist and a spear in his hand, walking towards the gate of the plane in the ice-covered snowy land...