Peerless cute baby wants to turn the sky Ye Chuyue Ye Mohan Chapter 1600 Sending you thousands of miles away, and carrying my heroic spirit back to my hometown
Chapter 1600 Sending you thousands of miles away, and carrying my heroic spirit back to my hometown
Chapter 1600: Sending you a thousand miles away, and carrying my heroic soul back to my hometown
At the end of the sentence, the old man's cheeks were filled with hot tears, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
His voice seemed hoarse.
One hundred thousand souls of Dingguo, wandering on the road of reincarnation for sixty springs, summers, autumns and winters, have long become resentments.
They were once heroes, but they became lonely souls.
The old patriarch raised his trembling hands, wiped away his tears, and took out the precious lord's treasure from his tattered clothes.
The old patriarch said: "Whether it is Shenmai Jiuzhou or the Imperial Army Division, whenever the number of soldiers on the line exceeds 10,000, and the difficulty of going out to fight and perform tasks becomes higher, the generals who go out will take the lords of this side with them.
The treasure's name is: Carrying Spirits Returning."
Compared with other rare lord treasures, Carrying the Spirit Returns is not particularly rare.
This object was forged by an old soldier who had lost countless comrades on the battlefield.
At that time, there were ruins and ruins, and there was a bloody storm.
The old soldier watched helplessly as his comrades fell one by one in front of them.
Either he was cut in half by the enemy, or his head was in a different place, but blood was always spattered three feet away, blurring his own path to reincarnation.
Later, the road to his hometown was far away, the snow was falling heavily, and the whole country was celebrating the victory of the war, but he was unable to bring the remains of every comrade back to his hometown.
As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots, and their souls return to their hometown.
If you die in battle in a foreign land, you will have to go to hell and become a lonely soul who cannot find a home.
The old soldier studied the spiritual treasure for thirty years and spent all his efforts before he forged the lord's treasure weapon to carry his soul back home in the last year of his life.
Return with spirit, return with spirit.
Sending you thousands of miles away, no matter how hard it is.
The maple leaves of the coming year will fall off the old soil.
Carry my heroic spirit back home.
Only by carrying the spirit back can the warrior's soul be gathered and sent back to his homeland so that he can die in the place where he grew up and not be deceived by ghosts in a foreign land.
...
The old patriarch held the spirit in his hands reverently and handed it to Chu Yue.
Zai Ling Gui is in the shape of a crescent moon like a sickle.
Soldiers outside love to look at the moon that night, as if they can send their thoughts to the bright moon through the smoke of the battlefield.
But most of the souls returning home have light golden light.
Zai Linggui in front of Chu Yue was already red.
Like being dyed red by the blood of soldiers.
Among the blood red, it turned faintly black.
That is a sign of resentment.
The heroic souls of the past have become resentful spirits.
What kind of pain would force them to this point?
The blood in Chu Yue's limbs seemed to have cooled down in an instant.
She carefully took Zai Linggui and felt it with her heart, only to hear the horrifying and hysterical howling of ghosts and wolves.
The shouts and unwillingness of a hundred thousand heroic souls gathered into a sky-high resentment.
Chu Yue bit her lower lip tightly, and in the midst of her sharp shouts, she thought of the young man practicing swordsmanship on the top of Fenglin City Mountain.
"Sister, what do you look like under your mask? Aying's sister must be a fairy."
"elder sister,......"
"Ah, they are so pitiful. How could the lord of Fenglin City treat his own people like that? It's so irritating."
"If I were a monarch, I would want to be within the territory, within the mountains and rivers, with clean rivers and seas, and a prosperous and peaceful life. I am not like him."
"Recently, my sister doesn't want to talk to me anymore. Did Wu Zu use a trick to snatch my sister away again? Sister, I watch the sky at night and feel that he is not a good person. Don't get close to him in the future. He will definitely have evil intentions towards you.
of."
"..."
Chu Yue kept wandering among memories and resentments.
The warmth of the past and the resentment of a hundred thousand heroic souls stimulated her spirit.
Red Eagle Lord is the Human Emperor swordsman she trained with her own hands!
It was the young man she saved...
One hundred thousand heroic souls who determined the country were all good soldiers who followed Mu Mansion and were loyal to the monarch.
Why is this so!
"Pfft——"
Chu Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, and a wound suddenly opened on her back due to her excessive emotions.
In the wound, there was a faint bloody nail that penetrated her bones, and her flesh and blood were connected with her soul.
"General!"
The old patriarch was shocked and worried and went over to help Chu Yue up.
It happened that from the slightly torn back of Chu Yue's clothes, he saw a wound that was deep enough to show the bone.
There, there is a nail.
That is......
The old patriarch's eyes widened.
What happened to the daughter of the Mu family?
Could it be that she was suffering from the pain of being nailed to her bones, skin, flesh and soul every moment?
"What kind of nail is this... General... I'm waiting for you to see a doctor. It's okay, it must be okay..." The old patriarch panicked.
The resentful spirit returned home and no longer screamed.
Inside that nail, there seemed to be a deterrent that could shock the entire world.
"Nails..."
Chu Yue's lips and teeth were covered with blood. She looked forward in a daze, thinking of the voice of the Human Emperor in the galaxy of the universe, and suddenly lowered her head and let out a desolate laugh.
"General Wu Ling..." The old patriarch was worried.
"Senior, it's okay."
Chu Yue's scarlet eyes said forbearingly: "These nails are the fate I chose, and they are what I should bear. Doctors cannot cure my fate."
this......
......These......?
The old patriarch was completely shocked.
He thought there was only one.
That one was already a bloody mess, which was shocking.
This made him, an old general who had lived for hundreds of years and fought on the battlefield hundreds of times, feel suffocated.
It's not just one.
How did the young lady in his Mu family endure it and how did she do it?
The world only knows her as a young hero who has made great achievements at a young age.
The tiger girl who knows the general's family, the descendants of Mu's family never forget the teachings of their ancestors.
How could she know that every step she takes and every day she lives, she has to suffer these inhumane tortures.
"Which beast did these nails? General, please tell me. I will abandon the Northern Divine Guard and kill him immediately!" The old patriarch's tears were boiling and he held Chu Yue tremblingly.
"Beishenwei, are you still alive?" Chu Yue asked.
Today, there are only Liehuo Army and Mu Army in Mu Mansion.
The Dingguo Army and the Beishen Guards, who were once the three most powerful armies, both died on the battlefield as early as sixty years ago.
Seeing that Chu Yue's old injury recurred, the old patriarch didn't care about the wounds and pain in his martial body. Instead, he was happy for the Northern God Guard. He believed even more in the importance of choosing a master.
"yes!"
The old patriarch nodded and said: "After learning that Red Eagle Lord met with the dead man, I fled overnight, notified the Northern God Guards to fake his death, and then disguised himself and stayed incognito in Beizhou in order to weaken the strength of Mu Mansion.
If you have great achievements and shock the Lord, you will have peace for a while, and the Northern Divine Guard and the Agni Army will not have to decide the retreat of the national army."
"Senior, have you been living in a military aircraft all these years?" Chu Yue asked, but she was very sure.
The eyes staring at her in the military aircraft building were probably coming from the old patriarch.
The old patriarch replied: "That's right. I saw the architectural drawings of the Military Aircraft Department when I was young. The Mu Mansion was strong at that time, so I paid special attention to it."
"Besides, the most dangerous place is always the safest place."