Chapter 1970 Pick up the knife and walk the way of father
"Brother Huangfu, we have met each other and have been side by side for a long time. You should know clearly as a human being that you are definitely not someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death."
The disciple of the Iron Knife Sect said with red eyes: "You want us to cut off our relationship. You are just stabbing our hearts with a knife. Is a person we just met more important than us?"
"You don't understand."
Huangfu Yun looked at the sky outside the Dragon Fighting Arena. His pain was unbearable, his sadness was suppressed, and even the corners of his mouth and cheeks couldn't help but twitch like convulsions.
He sighed deeply, turned his back to his fellow disciples, and whispered: "The lower realm is like the beginning of chaos, trapped in the darkness of endless sleep. I am not just a warrior, but a disciple of the sect. I shoulder heavy responsibilities.
I not only carry my ancestors' instructions and my father's teachings, but also want to bring peace to the lower world. When I saw that beam of light breaking through the shackles of darkness and coming to me, I knew that spring in the lower world was coming soon."
After saying that, he looked back and said, "Take a good look. In the future, the martial arts of the people and the lower continent will be changed because of her."
The disciples were deeply shocked by Huangfu Yun's righteousness.
Admittedly, they can't do it.
Recklessly trusting someone you've just met for the first time is tantamount to a ridiculous adventure.
Huangfu Yun looked reserved and smiled bitterly.
Back then, the Liuyun Continent next door was plundered and occupied by warriors from the upper realm.
The father went to support.
Before leaving, I picked him up in the biting white snow and kissed the side of his face.
"Yue'er, after you survive this cold winter, when spring comes, my father will return and teach you the most powerful sword skills in the world. When you are old enough, I will give you a taste of the wine brewed by my father."
"Okay, I'll wait for Daddy to come back. Daddy must come back."
He still remembered that his father walked out of the courtyard wearing armor, and his mother rushed out after him, shouting his father's name in a panic.
Finally, he straightened his clothes and hair, laughed with tears in his eyes, and asked in a painful voice: "Do you have to go there?"
"A good man, a true man, who aspires to serve the common people all over the world."
My father shouted uprightly and firmly: "Huangfu Yun, listen, there are no cowards in our Huangfu family. We can live without peace in prosperous times, but we can never live alone in troubled times."
In the strong wind and heavy snow, that majestic figure disappeared from Huangfu Yun's sight.
Later, Huangfu Yun sat at the door and waited.
For three months, I would sit at the door every day, looking forward to my father's return.
But occasionally there was the sound of footsteps, and they were all passers-by.
Until finally, a line of armored soldiers stopped in front of the courtyard gate.
He recognized that the armor was his father's army.
Huangfu Yun stood up, smiled brightly, and asked innocently: "Where is my father? Is he back?"
The soldier held a box and burst into tears. He couldn't say a word for a long time.
Finally, all the soldiers knelt on one knee.
The man lifted the box high.
"We are here to send General Wu Zhan home!"
"..."
They said that the father was in that little box.
He couldn't figure it out.
The strong and burly father is the tallest man in Mingye Continent.
Why did it end up in such a small box and turn into ashes that can be blown away by a handful of wind?
It's spring.
Rebirth.
But my father passed away forever.
Until his father's subordinates found him who was dying and told him that his father had been shot by 108 arrows and would rather die than surrender.
Both eyes were shot by arrows, but he still fought with a knife.
Even at the moment of death, he was still shouting "No war in the world".
…
Thinking of this, Huangfu Yun smiled faintly.
From then on, he picked up the knife and followed the path of his father.
Huangfu Yun shook his head and wanted to return to his seat.
"Brother Huangfu, aren't you afraid that your misunderstanding of people will harm you?" Junior Brother asked.
"If this is true, then it is my fate, Huangfu Yun, and also the fate of the lower continent."
Huangfu Yun walked forward without looking back.
The disciples of the Sword Sect all showed helpless expressions.
In the end, he had to give up and go to Chu Yue's side with Huangfu Yun.
Chu Yue wiped the blade of the Kingdom Protector Divine Sword with a handkerchief, noticed something strange, and glanced sideways at Huangfu Yun and the Sword Sect disciples.
Everything is seen and understood in the mind.
"These Sword Sect disciples seem to be particularly dissatisfied." Xuanyuan Xiu said.
"Be more confident and forget about two words."
After Ragpo finished speaking lazily, he yawned and lay on Xuanyuan Xiu's shoulder drowsily.
Xuanyuan Xiu suddenly felt strange, "Brother Bu's current state is exactly the same as that of my pregnant queen back then."
"Looking at your lack of nutrition, go ahead."
Rag was too lazy to pay attention to him.
However, after coming to Longyin Island and absorbing the spiritual power of the dragon clan, he did change a lot.
It's like it has absorbed enough energy and is about to enter a long sleep period.
Moreover, he had a hunch that he would soon return to the heyday of 90,000 years ago.
Chu Yue also noticed the change in the rag, her eyes trembled slightly, thinking that she should absorb more spiritual power from Longyin Island.
If Rag Bu's strength is restored, it will also be a big help to her.
During the banquet, the warriors in formation were quite noisy.
The Dao Sect disciples were dejected and extremely depressed.
"boom!"
The strong dragon aura spreads out!
The entire dragon fighting arena fell into deathly silence for an instant.
But I saw the light and fire in front of me were dim and unclear, and the dragon's roar was like the sound of nature.
Several dragon messengers wearing purple cloaks stepped out of the light and fire.
On the cloak, there is a purple pupil totem branded on it, which is both mysterious and strange, but also awe-inspiring!
"Long Ancestor Pupil Seal, those are the people of the Heavenly Sealing Army under the Dragon Ancestor."
The sword sect disciples were surprised and asked, "Why are they here?"
Seeing the Fengtian Army, warriors from all over the world showed their admiration and adoration.
The Dragon Yin Tribe and the Feng Tian Army are the most powerful dragons. They have participated in many battles and have never lost.
The dragon envoy of the Feng Tian Army appeared in the outer banquet.
The warriors from the Sword Sect, Lingxian Sword Sect and other major sects all became excited.
Chu Yue wiped the blade unhurriedly, but what was thinking in her mind was, in the future, would it be better to wear the Martial Arts Temple's war robe, or wear the cold light golden armor of rags?
It must be equally exposed to rain and dew.
If that doesn't work, let's wear them together.
Suddenly, shadows cover the body.
Chu Yue stopped wiping the blade and raised her eyes to look at the dragon envoy.
"Can't we clean knives in the Dragon Fighting Arena?"
Chu Yue asked coldly, thinking that she had broken some rules by wiping the knife.
The dragon envoys were all stunned and looked at each other. The words they had prepared were blocked and they couldn't speak out.
After a long time, he coughed and then said: "Chief Ye, the high platform where the Dragon Ancestor is located has an excellent location and a wide view. I would like to ask you, Chief Ye, to move to the Qingfeng Terrace to enjoy the dragon fight together."
There was a sudden uproar all over the ground.
Longzu was highly virtuous and respected, and those who chatted and laughed with him were all dignitaries in the upper world.
He actually invited a warrior from the lower world to Qingfeng Terrace to watch the dragon fight together. It was ridiculous.
"I still have many friends here."
Chu Yue smiled slightly.
The dragon envoy said: "We can go to Qingfeng Terrace together."
"Then Ye will be disrespectful."
Chu Yue sheathed the sword in her palm and led her friends to follow the dragon envoy closely.
After taking a few steps, he seemed to think of something, stopped, looked back at the stagnant Dao Sect disciples, and asked naturally: "Why don't you move?"