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Chapter 508 Raising the sky to mourn

"What... tune is this?"

Soviet Union exploration team.

The group of young people who were reminded by Alexey and looked at the sky were stunned almost at the same time, turning their heads to look at their companions beside them.

Without communicating, they could clearly see that others had also "heard" the mysterious tune.

At first, they did not realize that it was a piece of music, but as the notes emerged one after another in the deepest part of their minds and were connected into an obvious tune, they finally realized it.

"I don't know...I haven't heard this song."

"I haven't heard of it either..."

The team members shook their heads.

After all, they are just ordinary people who have awakened their abilities and know very little about music.

Even if I listen to it, it’s mostly pop music.

But Aldington's piece is obviously more difficult. When it sounds loud, it feels like it is a piece full of history and a regional custom.

However, they naturally don't know that even those who are well-versed in the music field cannot trace the source.

"I don't know, I've never heard of it, but... I don't know why, I suddenly want to cry..."

A female awakened person with pigtails, wearing a Su student female uniform, holding a short knife in her hand suddenly spoke.

At the same time, two clear tears rolled down from her eyes.

"I... feel a little uncomfortable too, it's so strange."

A male team member glanced at the girl and said.

Although he didn't shed tears, his eye circles were already red and tears were rolling around. However, due to his gender, he held it back and tried to show his strength.

After saying that, he subconsciously put his head aside.

Immediately, he was surprised to find that almost all the other companions around him had the same expression as him.

His eyes were red, his expression was sad, and he tilted his head, trying to hold back the sadness in his heart.

Only Alexei looked better due to his eye surgery.

However, waves of sadness in his heart kept beating at his heart. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the past events in his life that had made him cry bitterly.

"This song... seems to affect our emotions."

He couldn't help but say.

"It seems so, but I am more inclined to think that it is in response to the scene before us."

One team member couldn't help wiping his tears, looking at the roaring dragons in front of him, and said:

"Something terrible...happened."

"Okay, hold back your tears and cheer up, we have to take action."

The leader said loudly.

Then, these young people wiped the corners of their eyes almost simultaneously, picked up their backpacks, and ran towards the projection center amidst the mournful music, following the charging dragon!

However, when they set off, Alexei once again felt some kind of fluctuation.

This time, it was no longer "peeping", but more clear, but still nothing was discovered.

He wanted to tell his teammates how he felt, but found that the others had already run away, so he could only shake his head, take steps, and follow them.





Projection edge.

There is a small team stationed here, the most conspicuous among them is the person in charge who was transferred from the First Division, Xing Hong.

According to the agreement between the two countries, he cannot enter unless there is an accident.

Otherwise, it would be much easier to explore the projection as long as Shi Shengcun comes.

Because of his location, he could only vaguely see the shadow of the giant dragon in the distance.

When Cheng Lin played this piece of music, it also sounded simultaneously in his mind.

He clearly felt that the sound came from the distant sky. Based on previous experiences, he easily judged that it was the legacy of "Senior Cheng".

Therefore, he was not too nervous due to this unusual change.

After all, any legacy left by "Senior Cheng" is always less dangerous.

However, when his inner emotions began to surge and change with the tune, he still resisted instinctively.

But no matter how he tried, he could never stop the voice from ringing in his heart.

I can't even control the sadness in my heart.

Standing around him, the leaders of the ten courtyards were even more miserable. Regardless of whether they were strong or weak, their eyes could not suppress their redness, but they could only hold it back with all their strength. For a moment, it was a bit funny.

After a while of silence, Xing Hong finally gave up resistance, sighed deeply and said:

"No need to force yourself to hold on, I know you are working very hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged people beside him covered their faces and sobbed in unison.





"Cao Wei! Slow down! Slow down!"

In the forest, the students from the Tenth Academy were running hard. Their bodies were full of spiritual energy, their physical energy was at full capacity, and their spiritual swords were cutting off obstacles along the way one by one.

However, he could never catch up with the small figure in front of him.

You can only keep yourself from being left behind.

When the dragon attacks, the beasts retreat, which is indeed a good opportunity for them to advance.

However, they were not happy at all at this moment. Everyone's face looked like they were attending a white event, filled with an air of sadness.

The face was covered with tears, and the cold wind blew in the face, which further stimulated the fragile eyeballs, and the tears became even more unbearable. Computer version::/

Even the voice calling Cao Wei sounded like crying.

They wanted to control it, but couldn't. Later, they simply let their sorrow flow freely.



at the same time.

Within the huge projection, many teams made similar discoveries. Even though the air was filled with unspeakable despair, they could only run hard to follow the long team.

And I hope this music can stop as soon as possible.



There is nothing on the silent hillside.

No one knows that the entrance to the spiritual world is hidden deep here.

Inside the spiritual world, the "sun" on the World Tree has long been extinguished, but the dense leaves are blooming with a faint light, like a starry sky.

Xi Rui grasped the twigs of the world tree with two claws, her little body couldn't help trembling, her two mung bean-sized eyes were scarlet, and she was filled with tears. She stared sadly at the figure sitting cross-legged and playing at the entrance not far away.

figure.

Cheng Lin seemed unaware. When he played the music, he was immersed in it and forgot about external objects.

Thanks to the special effect of this "dragon flute".

The emotional impact on him as a performer is doubled.

At this moment, as he was playing the dragon flute, his face was already filled with tears and his clothes were wet.

Finally, as the last coda was blown, the "Twilight March" came to an end.

The voice slowly disappeared, and the voice that resounded in the hearts of tens of thousands of monks around the world also slowly faded away.

Cheng Lin put down the dragon flute, and the tears on his face finally stopped.

He forced a smile, and then saw the illusory text input box reappearing in front of him.

Without much hesitation, his belief moved, and the poem Aldington once recited emerged from it.

Click Send.

After a slight delay.

A "voice" sounded in the hearts of countless practitioners running in the forest at the same time:

"Like a pale, cold, hazy smile."

Cao Wei's little body running in the forest was suddenly shaken. She couldn't help but stop and looked up at the sky.

"In the dark night sky, caught by a shooting star"

"Left to an island surrounded by the sea"

The sound comes again.

The practitioners who were either running or stopping in various places in the projection raised their heads at the same time, looking at the tall figure riding the dragon in the sky who had already put down the dragon flute.

Immediately, they were surprised to see amazing changes in the sky.

The night sky first became extremely dark, and then, in the north, a shining, illusory meteor rose from the ground, streaked straight across the sky, and fell towards the front.

The meteor is extremely bright and can be easily seen no matter where you are.

Even Xing Hong, who was standing at the edge of the projection, was the same.

Then, countless exclamations sounded across the huge land.

The practitioners clearly saw the meteor passing over their heads, falling towards the south, and then flickering into the shape of an island on the clouds.

Before they could express their surprise, the voice in their hearts continued to chant:

"Waiting for the strange morning light to rise"

Immediately, people only saw that the sky seemed to brighten for a moment, and an illusory light appeared in the air in front of them, almost illuminating the earth!

"It will melt the cloud waves above your head"

Countless illusory clouds piled up in the night sky above our heads. Suddenly, as if a strong wind was blowing, the shining pure white clouds scattered one after another.

"Hell and heaven just vanished into thin air..."

The "voice" in their hearts is still emerging, unhurriedly, as if reciting a poem.

And every time a line of that poem emerges, a vision that matches the poem will occur in the illusory image that envelopes the continent.

With one word spoken, heaven and earth changed.

The phantom transformed into a realm of clarity for a moment, and fell into boundless darkness for a moment.

It wasn't until the last line of Aldington's poem was recited that the visions slowly dissipated.

All sounds disappeared.

Even the image of the wildly running, almost endless dragon slowly faded away.

Only then did people wake up from a dream.



on the hill.

Cheng Lin had already stepped out of the spirit world and was quietly watching the illusory images in the sky changing, as if he was watching a drama.

It wasn't until everything fell silent that he took a deep breath and dispersed the last trace of sadness in his heart.

"What a terrible trait... How can I be seen in person if I'm like this..."

Cheng Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the wet front, and considering whether to light a fire to bake it.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar shout:

"Cheng Lin? Did you hear that? Where are you?"

That was Fu Zhongting's voice.

"I'm here! Just come!"

I responded subconsciously, only to see the trees swaying and the sound of footsteps approaching quickly.

After that, only a few guys from the Ninth Hospital Team came out with tears on their faces.

Seeing Cheng Lin, several people were stunned.

Immediately, Xiao Ningyu couldn't help but said in surprise: "Cheng Lin, why are you crying worse than me?"

"this……"

It’s really hard to explain. Why do you say that you have stronger empathy?

How can I say this without being too embarrassed? There is no point in waiting online...

Cheng Lin didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Fortunately, Xie Qingke's voice interrupted his thinking:

"The image is about to disappear, let's go quickly! When the dragon passed by, the beasts all ran away, which means that this path is safe. We need to be faster and try to get to the projection center before they return!"

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