Four hundred and seventieth chapters collect the corpse
The long sword slashed down, without any movement, just one sword stroke. The dozen or so people kneeling on the ground were like prisoners, their heads cut off by this sword blow.
He still maintained the kneeling position, but after swinging the sword, Han Yu felt a large emptiness in his heart. Looking at the blood here, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand also slipped.
But he didn't pick it up, and his body fell directly to the ground.
He looked around confusedly, but found that there was no familiar person anymore, nothing, everything was gone. At this time, he wanted to cry, but he didn't know that the corners of his eyes were blocked, and everything was gone.
No tears came out, but the whining sound from his mouth came out on this silent boundary bridge.
"Why, I, Han Yu, did something wrong? I devoted myself to this continent, and this is my result! I am not willing to accept it!"
"Since you let me come into this world, let me get what I should have! I don't want this kind of gain, I don't want it!"
"Potian, Yunyi, Sanlang..." Names came out of his mouth one after another, but no one responded, only the sound of the flowing water of the boundary river.
"Ah! How unfair the world is! I don't want to." Zhitian angrily scolded God for being unfair. He didn't want this result, but he had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill. All of this was because of him,
It would have been better if I had not brought them back. If I had insisted and let Han Tian be with me, the result would have been completely different.
"What do I want to be famous for? I just want my students to be safe. What's the use of this so-called system? If it can't protect my students, what's the use of me? What's the use of me as a teacher!"
"If you are satisfied with the system, all my students are dead. That bullshit No. 1 College in Mainland China. Everything is a joke. I, Han Yu, am a loner, so go to hell!"
Now Han Yu is full of anger but doesn't know where to vent it. This long boundary river is just a dead thing and he is not even qualified to respond.
Thinking about his students from their first semester, when he met them for the first time, to witnessing them overcome their own psychological bottlenecks, and gradually show their prominence in the human race, they also began to make their own name, although I have always behaved
It's very cold, but I'm actually very happy!
But now there is no time to say it. If he could, he would definitely praise him. His students are the best students in the world, bar none.
Staring blankly at the crimson patch in front of him, he couldn't find those who were his students or those reptiles. A strong sense of self-blame surged into his heart.
Standing up slowly, he wanted to take them back. This is what he promised them before, and he must do this. Returning the fallen leaves to their roots is the last thing he can do now, but when he thinks of facing those many
When he went to look for the body of his student whose bones had been torn apart, he also had wet eyes.
He couldn't move his body even when he stood up, but finally he moved because he wanted to take them home.
"Teacher is here to take you home, don't be afraid, the teacher will not disturb your rest, the teacher will be very gentle, don't be afraid!" He said softly, for fear of disturbing the rest of the students who have fallen asleep forever.
Moving my steps, I slowly looked towards the bridge from the edge.
Every time he moved a small step, he would stop, then bend down and look carefully at the corpses below. Of course, not every corpse would be looked at. He would only look at those places with dense crowds, and at the core.
area.
A broken arm, half a leg, just like this, Han Yu slowly and carefully placed these things in his arms, held them carefully, and swept them away slowly as if they were afraid of disturbing them.
I don’t know how long it has passed, maybe a quarter of an hour, or two quarters of an hour, or even longer. The sky has completely darkened, and I can’t see my fingers. There is only the sound of the rushing water in my ears, and there is no longer any sound.
sound.
He had stopped searching long ago. Nearly ten corpses had been pieced together behind him, but unfortunately, many corpses were still incomplete.
He searched for a long time, but still couldn't find it. After searching countless times, he gave up and moved Chen Sanlang from the bridge.
From then on, it was perfect. All the twelve people who came out of the demon clan with him were placed here except for the body of Li Xundao, who was taken away by Chen Sanlang.
Looking at these unrecognizable faces, Han Yu's tears that had been unable to be suppressed finally dripped down at this moment, making a dripping sound on the hard stone bridge.
"Teacher, you didn't do a good job. I can't even collect your corpses. It's useless for you to get up and accuse me! You used to like to contradict me one by one. What's wrong now? You're mute and don't speak.
Get up! Tell me I was wrong!" He said loudly and painfully to the pale corpse in front of him.
It started to rain lightly, and it fell on Han Yu's face, washing away the stains on his face. However, the shadow in his heart could not be washed away, and would always exist. He had cultivated it for decades.
The disciples were all wiped out in one fell swoop. At this time, Han Yu didn't know how to face this situation.
Crying and laughing at the same time, telling the stories of their past to the corpses everywhere...
"Qin Potian, you! You are too aloof and arrogant. To put it simply, you are not gregarious. But I pushed you too hard. I wanted to correct you later but didn't realize that you are actually quite good like this...
."
"Chu Yunyi, you are no better than Qin Potian. You still laughed. If you hadn't been encouraging him, we wouldn't have had so many things. Do you think so? What else did you learn that you didn't learn well?
Han Tian, he is just a bastard... He is a bastard just like me..."
"..."
He kept talking for who knows how long, and his mouth became dry. In the end, he could no longer hold it up, so he fell down among the corpse of his student. Lying in this broken corpse, he
It feels extremely comfortable and extremely enjoyable.
He could feel that they were always there, right next to him, and he could even see them when he opened his eyes.
Slowly he closed his eyes, and their familiar voices came to his ears again. They were their calls to him. Different voices but saying the same thing, they were all shouting: "Teacher Han, Teacher Han."
A smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth. He felt very happy. They were always there and never left!
That beautiful time and painful time kept reappearing in front of his eyes like fragments, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.
He fell down, smiling, with these students, the rain was still falling, but he no longer felt alone!