Chapter 233 Finally meeting each other, a story that only one person knows
And at the same time.
Huangquan world, burial soil, Guizhou Mountain.
"Asshole! Who on earth killed my descendant of Gui Zhoushan!"
"I will definitely ask him to be buried with me, the descendant of Guizhoushan!"
A roar came from a dark mountain.
In an instant, the ghostly energy spread for countless miles.
Countless ghosts trembled because of this roar.
.....
In a hall in the Valley of Fallen Souls, there was also a sound of anger.
"The fallen soul girl is dead. Who is not afraid of death and dares to offend me, the fallen soul valley!"
"Someone is coming!"
"Please give me the grain master's instructions."
Hearing the roar of this black shadow, several ghostly figures flashed out of the void in an instant.
"Go, dig deep and dig deep to find the person who killed me, the descendant of Fallen Soul Valley!"
As for the news about the death of a person from two major forces, it was also spread throughout the burial grounds.
In a restaurant.
There was a lot of excitement and discussion.
"Did you hear that? All the descendants of Guizhou Mountain and Fallen Soul Valley were killed!"
"I also know about this matter, but now it is making a big fuss. I heard that the Burial Tu Royal Family knows the whole story, and the two major forces have gone to the Burial Tu Royal Family to confront each other face to face!"
"Don't you know? I heard that the Burial Earth Royal Family has a close relationship with that person. Not only did they not reveal any information about that person, they even advised the two major forces not to offend him!"
However, there were also people who laughed and said: "I think the Burial Tu Royal Family did this on purpose and insisted on saying such groundless things."
"That's right, the Burying Tu Royal Family also claimed that the other party's identity and background are extremely terrifying. They really think that everyone is Su Changge, the patron king of the Three Thousand Dao Domain!"
"Hahaha! Brother, what you said is ridiculous. How could the Son of God from Guiyuan Holy Land come to a place like ours?"
"This probability is simply lower than the probability of the Nine Burial Sword Box reappearing in the world!"
But in a corner, Luo Yanyu, who was wearing a black robe and covering her face tightly, listened to everything carefully.
"The fallen soul girl...?"
"Gui Wuya...aren't these the two people who offended Su Wei?"
Luo Yanyu frowned. She had already collected the medicinal materials ordered by her master and was about to return to the Three Thousand Dao Realm.
But hearing such a thing made her feel a little confused.
To be honest, she really didn't want to wade into this muddy water.
"However, that guy Su Wei is comparable to Su Changge..."
"I can't capture Su Changge...can I capture Su Wei?"
Thinking of this, Luo Yanyu made up her mind to help her in such a difficult time.
Even if you can't defeat the other party, you still owe yourself a favor. Will your road to the great road be smooth in the future?
....
After entering the stone gate, Su Changge and others.
Another journey.
The world behind this stone gate looks even weirder, with all kinds of strange-shaped rocks protruding layer by layer like ghosts.
In particular, there are some plants on these boulders that resemble human organs, exuding the smell of decay that has accumulated over time, making people sick to smell it.
But at this moment, Su Changge's footsteps stopped.
He stared ahead warily, seeing a vague figure in front of him.
It's like sitting on the ground.
"This is...."
But before Su Changge could investigate carefully, Shanzhen Louzhu, who was following him, couldn't control his emotions.
He ran directly towards the blurry figure.
"Yujun!"
Fortunately, nothing happened along the way. The owner of Shanzhen ran directly towards the withered skeleton and hugged it tightly.
Perhaps the longing accumulated day by day finally broke through at this moment.
Tears fell like rain, scattered on the cold bones.
But no matter how many tears are baptized, the deceased will eventually sleep forever.
Su Changge also came to the owner of Shanzhen Building, because he had been in a humid environment all year round and was surrounded by ghosts.
This corpse has been corroded beyond appearance. Perhaps the owner of Shanzhen has always treasured this person's aura in her memory, and she knew that this was the person she missed just as soon as she met him.
But a text carved in front of this withered skeleton attracted Su Changge's attention.
This line of handwriting is crooked, as if it was written in an extremely weak state: "Sorry, Plum Blossom, I think I missed my appointment."
"I'm really sorry for not fulfilling our agreement. This plum blossom and flying bird song should be my last..."
This paragraph of text ended abruptly, probably because the man was too weak and could no longer finish the rest of the words.
Su Changge looked to another place again. Lying quietly on the ground was a jade talisman and a bronze compass.
This jade talisman must be the song of plum blossoms and flying birds that this man wrote before he died.
However, this bronze compass made Su Changge a little puzzled.
There is still a strong aura of death on it, and it must be something from the Nine Burial Sword Mountain itself.
...
After a long time, Shanzhen's sobs gradually became quieter.
"What are your plans next?"
Su Changge said calmly: "Only by continuing deeper can we have a chance to leave here."
But the owner of Shanzhen Hall shook his head slightly when he heard this: "My purpose of this trip has been achieved, I have already met him..."
The owner of Shanzhen still did not let go of the withered bones in her arms, for fear of losing the person she cherished most again.
Su Changge nodded slightly, and Tang Wuer, who was a little sad, continued to walk deeper.
"Please wait a moment..."
At this time, the owner of Shanzhen Tower called Su Changge and floated the bronze compass and the golden token into Su Changge's hands.
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"This golden token is the order of the owner of Shanzhen Tower. As long as the master holds this token, Shanzhen Tower will obey the master's orders unconditionally."
"I think this bronze compass will be helpful to you, so please accept it as well..."
"But, this bronze compass should have been brought out by your sweetheart, are you going to give it to me like this?"
Shanzhen’s voice was hoarse at the moment: “It doesn’t matter whether it’s chance or not, whether it’s mysterious or not, it doesn’t matter...”
She looked at the withered bones in her arms and showed a touch of tenderness: "The world with him is meaningful."
After Su Changge accepted the two items, he glanced at the master of Shanzhen again and walked slowly towards the depths.
"The dead follow the wind, the living move forward."
The owner of Shanzhen Hall paused after hearing this, but then smiled bitterly.
She took out an ancient flute from her arms.
That was what Yu Jun did for her. She had sworn that she would never play the flute without seeing Yu Jun.
Now she can finally play the dusty ancient flute again.
Just listen to a beautiful and melodious flute tune that gradually changes, the tune becomes deeper and deeper, revealing a ray of sadness. It is obviously telling the beauty of love, but there is also a sadness of the separation of yin and yang.
As the flute continues to play, the jumping notes seem to gradually turn the world into snow-white.
And the owner of Shanzhen seems to have returned to the original memory again.
Snowflakes were flying in the air, and the flute sound seemed to span time and space, playing in the sky full of snowflakes.
"Plum smoke."
At this time, in the snowy scene, a man with jade trees and a gentle smile came walking through the snow.
Shanzhen Louzhu, who was playing the flute, paused for a moment. The mist in his eyes condensed and turned into tears that couldn't stop falling out.
She suddenly smiled: "Jun Yu, you are here."
The sound of the flute changes again, from the initial struggle and pain, to slowly returning to joy.
Finally, it returns to calmness, as if the mind is as calm as water.
It was still snowing, but there was an extra plum blossom and a flying bird in the snowy scene at this moment.
White snow fell from the sky, burying his figure in the snowy scene.
This story didn't have much of an audience.
However, Su Changge knew it.
This is the story of plum blossoms and flying birds.