"Today is the return of the Holy King of our clan. It's such a happy day, come on." Jiuyou Que shouted.
"Hide it!" Suddenly, Bingzhu stopped Jiuyouque's actions with one word.
"I will only come back to visit you in this prosperous time, and I won't really miss you too much," Bingzhu said.
"Then, you can live here for a while!" Jiuyou Que said.
"No more, Your Excellency Qin Ge, let's go visit another guest." Bingzhu said.
"Okay." Qin Ge responded.
Qin Ge and Bingzhu turned around and wanted to leave, but were stopped by Jiuyou Que.
"Wait a minute!" Jiuyou Que shouted.
"What's wrong? Does Master Jiuyou Que have any other instructions?" Qin Ge asked.
Bingzhu is not willing to look back. For him, today's return is just to visit his hometown. But his hometown has changed so much that even he can't recognize it. Generations have changed, and there is no place here for Bingzhu.
What a place to miss.
Bingzhui came to the Sky City with curiosity. He was curious whether the Sky City was still the Sky City he knew before? When he saw it today, he could confirm the answer. Today's Sky City is not what it used to be.
, Bingzhu also has no nostalgia for the Sky City. The leader is no longer him, and the Sky City is no longer the same Sky City as before. Continuing to stay here will only make him feel more and more sad.
"Grandpa Bingzhu! Can I visit you often?" Jiuyouque asked.
"Okay, but there's nothing interesting about it. I'm afraid you'll find me boring after you come here." Bingzhu said.
People in Bingju's era did nothing but practice, which was indeed too boring for modern young people. An old man like him who has been eliminated by the times may not have much to talk about when he is with a young man.
"I'll take my leave first," Bingzhu said.
"Goodbye! You are welcome to come back often to visit the City in the Sky." Jiuyou Que said.
"Yes, I will." Bingzhu said.
At this moment, there was a trace of clearly visible sadness in Bingzhu's old voice, and the tears in his eyes were also slightly visible.
"Let's go, Sir Qin Ge." Bingzhu said.
"Well, let's go." Qin Ge said.
"Well, drink!" The ice pick made a sound, and he turned into a huge roc, his whole body covered with ice. He gently flapped his wings and soared in the sky in an instant.
At this time, the originally boring Sky City ushered in something that made them cheer.
The figure of Icicle in the sky was clearly visible. The crowd could not recognize the icy blue roc in the world at first, but then they finally saw clearly that this was Icicle, their former king.
"Look! What's in the sky is..."
"Ah? What's so beautiful about the sky? We are from the Feather Clan."
"Oh, look! It's an ice pick! The ancestor of the ice pick!"
More and more people noticed the appearance of the ice pick, and they shouted loudly.
"Icicle ancestor! Welcome back!"
"Welcome home, Ice Pick Ancestor!"
At this time, Dapeng Hall, which was usually very quiet, also started cheering.
The golden-winged roc sitting in the hall was startled.
"What's going on? Why is it so noisy outside?" asked the golden-winged roc.
"Yes...it's the ancestor! The ancestor is back!" A subordinate replied breathlessly.
"What!"
The golden-winged roc couldn't sit still when he heard the word "icicle". He stood up quickly and hurried out of the palace.
At this time, in the corner of the eye of the ice pick flying in the sky, ice cubes were broken from time to time and scattered in the sky. After the ice cubes were broken, they turned into ice crystals. Those ice crystals were beautiful, dazzling and touching.
Qin Ge followed Bingzhu. He could understand Bingzhu's mood very well. A young emperor of a generation had no choice but to leave his hometown after being plotted by a villain. When he came back, he was already an old man, just like the poem
The writing is the same - I left in the past, and the willows lingered, but now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling. This sentence represents the sigh of the people who returned home, and this is the mood of Bingzhu now.
The tragic tears of ice are scattered in this bustling city.
"Ancestor! Ice Cone Ancestor!" The golden-winged roc watched the ice cone soaring in the world, and he also transformed into a prototype and went straight up to the sky.
Long time no see, how long? He couldn’t remember the Golden-winged Dapeng. He only remembered that when Bingzhu left, he was the one who cried the saddest. He was the weakest among the gods, but he was absolutely
It is the most emotional one. As a cold predator in the sky, the golden-winged roc has the same affection and benevolence as humans.
Bingzhu looked at a golden giant bird flying towards him below. He stopped flying and hovered in the sky.
"Ice Cone! Ice Cone Ancestor!" the golden-winged roc shouted.
The golden-winged roc has now been transformed into a prototype. The conversations between Ice Pick and him are basically based on the prophecies of the Yu tribe. The voices of the two giant raptors spread in the air.
"You are... a golden-winged roc. I didn't expect that you have grown so big after I haven't seen you for so long." Bingzhu said. His old voice seemed to be that of the most noble and eldest person in the city in the sky.
"Yes! Ancestor, how have you been doing these years?" asked the golden-winged roc.
"Can I say that I'm not doing well?" Bingzhu said with a wry smile.
Qin Ge followed behind him. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh - see the true love.
Bingzhu rarely smiled in front of Qin Ge, even if it was a bitter smile, he rarely smiled.
But now, Bingzhu is so kind in front of his own tribe, people who know him, and the Golden-winged Dapeng.
"Your Excellency Qin Ge!" The golden-winged roc also saw Qin Ge's figure.
"Hello!" Qin Ge shouted.
"Ancestor, welcome back." The golden-winged roc said.
"Ah, I... don't have much time to reminisce about old times. I have something important to carry out," Bingzhu said.
"What's important? Do you need help from this junior?" asked the golden-winged roc.
"This matter is not something you can get involved in. You should protect this country." Bingzhu said.
It is true that the Yu Clan cannot participate in the sect war, because the Yu Clan's medical technology is simply terrible. Using human means and the Yu Clan's medical technology, it is probably not enough for humans to massacre a few times.
But the Yu tribe are naturally kinder. This is probably because they are the embodiment of freedom. They can fly and go wherever they want, so they have good genes.
"Is this so? It's a pity that we can't help our ancestors." The golden-winged roc sighed.