Liyue Fengxiangren of the original god

"This is, the truth back then."

Gu Sanqiu walked carefully among the corpses. From the differences in the bones, it could be seen that in addition to the genuine Qianyan Army soldiers, there were countless "unknown people" who put on armor and fought against the monsters under the earth.

"There are so many corpses in such a place, how about other places?"

Gu Sanqiu's heart tightened, and he didn't want to accept such a fact, even though he might be true.

He walked all the way, why would there be an induction only when he went to that place, would there be something similar to the forbidden area.

Because that is the will of the heroic spirits, a law condensed from murderous aura and spiritual will.

Even if we can't effectively target the flying monsters, you don't even think about flying out to harm the people of Liyue!

Even if we are all destroyed here, you will be killed!

kill!

The brutal murderous intent and will still remain in the bones of the heroic spirits, and to this day no foreign objects are allowed to fly freely under the abyss.

If he didn't take out the magic weapon handed down from his family, and flew up again without believing in evil, that mental wave might not be so friendly, and it might even turn into a fierce attack and hit him directly!

"Everyone, rest in peace."

Gu Sanqiu continued to walk forward. Although the scene here was tragic enough, the answer he wanted to seek was not here.

He couldn't stop, he was afraid that after he stopped, this trip to the great abyss would come to an end.

The handed down eye suddenly lit up, the black faucet head and the golden rock element radiance complemented each other, streaks of black-gold brilliance poured into the bones, and grains of gold powder turned into flawless bands of light, drawing out a bright trajectory.

"Another guideline?"

Gu Sanqiu looked at his hands, clenched his fists tightly, and chose to follow the light belt.

"Just take a look, take a look and leave, I'm here to find the answer, no"

At the end of the light belt, golden light fell into the corpses. It was a pile of small corpses, and at the top was a skeleton with both hands clasped.

The handed down eyes trembled continuously while emitting light, stripping the pile of corpses that had been soaked in filth from the black and purple power.

"Are you crying?"

Gu Sanqiu sat on the ground weakly, he knew the posture of the skeleton at the top, because it was one of the main tasks of his family during the Demon God War.

Qianyan travels, the handsome flag will not fall!

In the end, even though they were powerless to kill the enemy, the soldiers near the handsome flag chose to use up their last bit of strength and used their broken bodies to prop up Liyue's battle flag to protect him from the filth.

If you are unable to kill the enemy, then stare with your eyes and intimidate with murderous aura!

Even if our bones are one, we will not be able to bury our bodies from now on.

Even if this is under the abyss, the family and the country will never be safe.

Liyue's will and Qianyan's backbone cannot be trampled upon by monsters!

no way!

"All Liyue people, all Qianyan Army"

Gu Sanqiu tore his hair with both hands, then lowered his head deeply, the black will in his soul was violently turbulent, as if it was about to break out.

"I'm here to find answers, these are not important, not important."

Gu Sanqiu bit the middle finger of his right hand hard, and smeared the blood on the center of his eyebrows. Tears and blood gradually mixed together, and his eyes became extremely firm again.

"The answer is right there, don't worry, don't worry."

Gu Sanqiu stood up staggeringly: "But the heroes here can't wait that long."

With a flash of light in his hand, an ancient flag appeared in Gu Sanqiu's hand. He reached out and inserted this antique handsome flag, which can be sold at a sky-high price in the market, into the palm of the skeleton.

"The Shuai flag will not fall, but Qianyan is still there."

Gu Sanqiu took two steps back and bowed deeply: "Everyone, rest in peace."

Fengxiang raised a smile, pure and warm.

"I'll take you home."

call--

An inexplicable wind blew under the huge abyss, and all the piles of corpses disintegrated, but even if the corpses were separated again, the one on top still firmly held the old battle flag, and never trembled. .

I don't know how long it took, such a legend spread among the members of the treasure robbers trying to make a fortune in the underground mining area.

If you can meet a black-haired man with three eyes and carrying a huge coffin outside, as long as you follow him honestly, you will definitely find a large piece of high-quality minerals.

But when some obsessed members of the treasure robbers inquired about the whereabouts of the black-haired man, all members of the treasure robbers who had seen the "three-eyed black-haired man" kept secrets.

They just told their accomplices that the third bloody eye on the other's brow is very scary, and they can only kneel down powerlessly when they see it, and it is pure nonsense to find minerals after following them.

What the accomplices who came to inquire didn't know was that those who were lucky enough to see the three-eyed lunatic, or when they really saw what the other party was doing, they were all silent.

In the end, everyone without exception knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed nine times to the black-haired man, even if there was an irregular rock under his head.

And those so-called "rich minerals" were just thrown over by the other party when they dug up the bones with their hands.

"Brother, you, are you okay?"

A Warlock Lei Ying carefully walked around the bones, first bowed slightly, and then looked worriedly at the black-haired man who was still digging the bones.

The black-haired man and Warlock Lei Ying met their gazes, and the latter leaned back in fright, and then mustered up the courage to pass over the hot milk in his hand.

"The latest strange talk is you, drink some milk to warm up."

Warlock Lei Ying said softly, "Even if you want to collect the corpses of the heroes, you have to take care of your health."

The blood on the brows had dried up, or Gu Sanqiu, whose entire face was already dark, was no longer as glamorous and handsome as before. After a moment of silence, he took the milk with both hands and drank it in one gulp, and handed the cup back.

Warlock Lei Ying looked expectantly at Gu Sanqiu, but the latter just kept working in silence.

"Tch, don't you even say thank you?"

Warlock Lei Ying pouted, and wanted to kick a pebble to vent his anger, but after thinking about what the other party was doing, he chose to give up.

bang bang bang.

A series of muffled sounds resounded from the open space next to him. Warlock Lei Ying turned around vigilantly, and the fog lamp in his hand gradually lit up with a psychedelic light.

But the expected enemy did not appear. What came into view was boxes of supplies that looked extremely solid. The unique fresh ingredients and the smell of sweet mountain springs had penetrated into the nostrils of Warlock Lei Ying.

"Hey, what a tempered little brother, it's my style."

Warlock Lei Ying held her cheeks in her hands and spent a while on the spot, before moving all the supplies back to her camp.

In the camp, the thunder hammer guard with the huge hammer on the side folded his hands and nodded to the returning warlock Lei Ying.

"well done."

Rarely, no one in the entire camp expressed any different opinions. After hearing the chief's evaluation, they all nodded silently.

That was a scene that touched them extremely.

Under the abyss, the coffin-bearer walked alone without eating or drinking. He was collecting the corpses of former heroes and wanted to give them a better destination.

Unanimously, all the fools put their hands on their chests and muttered to themselves.

"Join us and let the military boots shake the earth like thunder. Those who follow us to the star of the white night, we will never abandon"

"I hope that in the future we wait, there will be a descendant who is willing to collect the corpses for us. The future of Zhidong must be extremely brilliant. We will use our body, mind, blood and spirit to contribute everything to that bright light."

"Salute to the anti-magic warriors of foreign lands, and pay tribute to the fearless undead heroes."

Heroes with distinctive characteristics have emerged from the great war, but under the heroes, there are also countless ancestors pouring flesh and blood to represent the throne of peace. No matter virtual or real, pay tribute to the heroes and the heroes of the ancestors.