2275. Chapter 2275 A touch of remembrance monthly pass)
In the land of Wuchao, all the golden crows watched the battle.
No!
A massacre!
The edges of the Black Nest Land were all plunged into deathly silence.
On the beach, Emperor Xunyang's eyes were dull. Suddenly, two lines of clear tears slowly fell from his eyes.
He had never looked at Qin Xuan's battle, and his body suddenly started to tremble, as if he was sobbing.
It is unimaginable that the being who once was a great emperor, who once stood proudly in the world, who once dominated the heaven and earth, and suppressed the forbidden land, now seems like a young man.
He was sobbing, and in the end, it turned into crying and howling.
This voice made the many Golden Crows look confused.
Qin Hongyi seemed to be aware of the distant sky and earth, and turned around to look at the figure that was like a speck of dust in the sky and earth.
"Brother Changqing!"
Qin Xuan appeared in front of Qin Hongyi, and Qin Hongyi couldn't help but make a sound.
"Why is he crying? Isn't he the Great Emperor?"
Qin Hongyi frowned, "What is that lingering thought?"
Qin Xuan glanced lightly at the edge of the Wuchao Land. At his waist, the Hunyuan Sky-Swallowing Gourd had collected the magic weapons and immortal weapons of several great geniuses.
"The great emperor is just one of all living beings. The devil's path is caused by love. Brother Changqing is not him. But I think that by using this path to become a saint and become an emperor, the obsession and bitterness in his heart may be enough to move the world.
." Qin Xuan gently stroked Hong Yi's hair.
"Let's go. What that lingering thought is has nothing to do with you or me. He...has very little time left, so why bother with it!"
Qin Hongyi turned around and looked at Qin Xuan.
"Brother Changqing, what is the way in red?" She was a little confused. The fifth level of Hunyuan was already very close to becoming a saint.
Qin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle and said: "You have to ask Hong Yi about the way of Hong Yi! You will understand when the day you become a saint!"
Qin Hongyi nodded slightly blankly. For some reason, she felt a little sad when she saw that Xunyang, who was supposed to be a high and mighty emperor, was now a childish boy in pain.
Great Emperor, shouldn't he be so aloof? How could he be so embarrassed over a relationship or a person?
Is this also the Great Emperor?
Qin Hongyi asked herself, she couldn't help but hold Qin Xuan's hand, it seemed that only the not generous hand could make her feel a little calmer.
…
In the land of Wuchao, Xunyang cried until his tears almost dried up.
He stood up slowly and looked at the world. Except for the disappearing giant island, it seemed that it was no different from usual.
Xunyang turned around almost numbly and headed towards the direction of Wuchao Dimu.
Along the way, many Golden Crows couldn't help but be a little confused when they saw his numb figure.
But Xunyang seemed to not care about anything.
Until, he walked under the emperor tree, quietly leaned on the edge of the emperor tree, and sat paralyzed here.
A pair of eyes, as red as bloodshot.
"Dimu, you said that she has been in the world all her life, why did she choose me?"
"I'm just an ordinary person in that wilderness, who has never been ordinary."
Xunyang spoke softly, but his voice was hoarse and slightly trembling.
Di Mu didn't answer, but Xunyang was a little mocking.
"I call myself Xunyang, and I have committed many crimes in the world throughout my life. I have entered reincarnation and gambled with heaven. I just want to see her again and ask her if she really cares about me in those short years!"
"When I was young, I didn't dare to ask this question, for fear that if I asked, everything would be in vain. But knowing that she was Xianyang, the high-ranking Xianyang Emperor, I just understood why she was indifferent to me when she was with me.
Like water."
"There is no great joy, no great sadness, no laughter, no great anger..." Xunyang lowered his head and smiled, "But in the end, I still didn't know that that day, I went to get flowers, and I stood in front of the wooden house for a long time.
I know, she must have been waiting for a long time, but in the end, I never asked!"
Xunyang kept laughing. He grabbed the ground with both hands, and there was some dust in his palms, which slowly floated away.
Suddenly, a fallen leaf fell quietly in front of him.
This leaf was as big as an elephant, spread out in front of Xun Yang. Immediately, this leaf changed and turned into the size of an ordinary leaf. The light shone and turned into a red-gold Golden Crow.
"Xunyang, you already have the answer! You have been searching all your life, but you don't know that the answer was already there the moment you went to get the flowers!"
"I once taught Xianyang that it has been arrogant all its life, but there are yin and yang in the world. Under the arrogance, there is also a bit of sadness and loneliness. How many times has it been here, overlooking the world, lonely and desolate."
"The Golden Crow clan fears her, the way of heaven is supreme to her, and I respect her. I have spent 870,000 years singing and singing wildly, but it has only ended in the mortal world."
In the Emperor Wood, there was a loud voice.
"The moment you met me before your reincarnation, I finally understood why Xianyang did not return to Wuchao until her death. For her, this existence was like home. The Wuchao clan was the place where she was born and raised, but
In her eyes, it may not be like that remote country."
"I'm so happy for her!"
Emperor Xunyang couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You should have told me back in the old days, so I wouldn't have searched for you all my life!"
"I will never let go of this thought until my death. Di Mu, you have gone too far!"
Emperor Mu did not respond, Emperor Xunyang smiled softly.
"That's right. You are her teacher and know her well. Since she taught me the cultivation method, you should know what she expects from me."
Xunyang leaned on the emperor tree, slowly raised his palm, and the golden crow leaf fell quietly on his palm.
In his ears, the thought that remained in the bones of Emperor Xianyang seemed to ring again.
The voice was soft and slow, like a whisper, but also like a sigh.
"Humans live for a hundred years, immortals live for a hundred years.
Before I gave birth to you, you gave birth to me. I am already old. I lament that things in this world cannot be controlled by others. In this late age of kindness, I still have only a lingering thought. There is still a person who treats me with a sincere heart and never thanks me for my great kindness. Only in this hundred years of age, I show my gratitude with my body.
I hope that when I grow old with you, my only fairy heart will reflect your face, and there will be nothing else. I will have no regrets in this life."
He grinned, a smile that was both sad and lucky.
The place of the Crow's Nest, the Golden Crow's Nest.
And he is her nest.
"The only fairy heart reflects your appearance!"
"Xian Yang!"
There were tears again in Emperor Xunyang's eyes, and he looked at the golden crow leaf in his hand.
Suddenly, a low hum arose, slowly filling the air under the imperial tree.
"Indulging in immortality, living in alienation and madness, and living in immortality, ghosts, demons, and Buddhas are nothing but absurdity!"
"The dust and smoke in the desert, the golden crow never returns home, the great emperor and saint are just..."
"A dream of yellow beams!"
In his hand, the golden crow leaf slowly dispersed, and Xunyang chuckled.
"When I meet you in the sun, I will have no regrets in this life!"
In his eyes, the oasis appeared again, looking at the simple wooden houses in the oasis.
He seemed to see an old woman standing against the door in the wooden house, murmuring softly.
"Humans live for a hundred years, immortals live for a hundred years..."
It’s like dreaming back to the past!
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