Song of the Four Realms

"My family is the sky, everything in this world."

"I have nothing to say to you."

This is the end.

Jun Wuming no longer has any need to stay here,

No single race is necessary for this world.

in contrast.

Only individuals of a very homogeneous race can possibly be the necessities that the world needs.

and so.

Jun Wuming is disgusted by this,

Pride cannot be haughty.

As for Ling Fengyu.

He was indeed watching Demon King Ketsujo.

But in Jidu City, it was still calm, and there was no movement at all.

This made Ling Fengyu's actions go smoothly this time.

As Ling Fengyu thought.

Qingcheng did not lose anyone because of this incident.

It can be said.

In addition to stepping into the air.

Ling Fengyu didn't make any mistakes.

This also makes Takong's death meaningless.

In addition to letting Ling Fengyu know about it.

So back to Qingcheng.

The first thing Ling Fengyu had to do was.

It is to go to the beast domain to pay homage to Takong.

Before this.

There is one thing Ling Fengyu needs to do.

Weirou tidied up her body.

wait.

Ling Fengyu arrived.

"Mr. Ling, do you believe that there are two similar flowers in the world?"

Asked softly.

"When flowers are similar, there will be no rebirth for people."

Ling Fengyu said.

"Indeed."

Wei Rou didn't continue to speak.

"I'm not human, I believe in an afterlife."

"The most important component of a complete being is memory. In the afterlife you mentioned, do you have present memory?"

"If memory is painful, do you still need it?"

"Pain is tempering."

"But it's also torture."

It is true.

Ling Fengyu had nothing to say.

Some things cannot be empathized without experience.

People are like that.

"So the more painful it is now, the more I pray to reach the afterlife as soon as possible."

Indeed, that seems to be the case.

"What if someone could warm you up?"

"The lone star accompanies the moon, and the stars compete for the light and ignore it. Wishful thinking."

"Can't you find another man?"

Ling Fengyu frowned.

"It's running out of time."

Weirou shook her head.

"I am a flower, a grass, a vegetation, I have seeds, will you treasure them?"

Wei Rou asked.

"If I don't die in the future, I will always treasure it."

"If a soul grows out in the future, it will be our two children."

Ling Fengyu was silenced.

What does this mean.

What is our child?

Isn't that just getting a cheap kid?

you do not say?

In Doujie, isn't there also a cheap kid named Ling Ziyu?

There is not much more than one more.

"Growing up nourished on the dead body is the way of our clan's survival."

Weirou said it easily.

This way of life?

That's not it~~~

The kind of flower in the military world!

If so.

It grows after death.

That's it.

Don't worry.

It can be regarded as a descendant who has inherited it.

"I promise you."

Ling Fengyu had no choice but to agree.

Sword out.

Blood did not appear.

But the vitality has been cut off.

The seeds stayed.

Big, for the rest of the flowers.

It's small again, for other people.

This death is silent.

Seems like the most normal death should be.

Yes, the most normal death.

The seeds have been harvested, and the rest are gone.

Turn the sword into a fan.

Is this the most helpless killing in Ling Fengyu's hands?

uncertain.

Subtle and heritage.

That poison is legacy.

Do not understand.

I don't know how to leave the poison in the end.

Leave it to Ling Fengyu.

Ling Fengyu had the antidote in his hand.

Said it was for Ling Fengyu's backhand.

Just a joke, I have been poisoned by this poison twice.

Can you still fall for the third time?

I thought so in my heart, but my hands kept moving.

Put it away, put it away.

It's a relic anyway.

Why was Jun Wuming stopped again?

But who?

"First, those who blaspheme the saints do nothing; second, those who blaspheme the benevolent are not benevolent; third, those who blaspheme the king are cruel; fourth, those who blaspheme the wise lose their minds."

"The four blasphemers?"

Jun Wuming asked.

"Of course."

The four blasphemers also have incense burners in their hands.

The taste is not bad.

"Why did you stop me from going back?"

Jun Wuming asked.

"Ask a question."

The four blasphemers said.

Don't look so confident smiling now.

To be able to laugh at that time can only show that he is in a good mood.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency." Jun Wuming didn't think of the conflict because it was unnecessary.

"Do people need to live for others?"

The four blasphemers said.

"Man is a race, and it is impossible to completely separate from a large group."

obviously.

This is already a consensus.

A consensus that should be known.

but.

Are these words useful to the four blasphemers?

"The sea is full of rivers, does the river make the sea, or does the sea protect the river?"

The divergent thinking of the four blasphemers is well done.

"If Jianghehuhai is talking about people, I have some ideas."

"Please say."

"Although the people of the river are small, they grow up from the flow, the heart of the river is small, but they invade the river and are afraid of the river. But follow nature, listen naturally, be angry or happy."

Jun Wuming spoke metaphorically.

"He, is it so unbearable?"

"He is not natural because of human nature. If you ask me, why don't you ask Ling Fengyu."

"Ling Fengyu is a human being, not nature."

That's right.

It seemed natural to make Jun Wuming.

Don't say it.

Jun Wuming's heart felt that he was indistinct.

Although the demon is a demon clan, it is more like a product of nature.

"Because your Excellency has always wanted to consider it from a human standpoint. I am a demon clan, so my standpoint is different."

So far, Jun Wuming's words have been exhausted, and he doesn't want to talk anymore.

Because some people are like that.

Just looking for recognition.

Find someone to stand in line with.

Not really.

Or humbly ask for advice.

"No problem, please."

The four blasphemers leave.

Jun Wuming is thoughtful,

Sidu, the four rivers, are probably the rivers of the four original dynasties of the Four Realms.

The sinner of that.

Are you a sinner in the world?

So what did he do to call himself a sinner?

This is no ordinary self-proclaimed ah.

No matter how.

Tell Ling Fengyu about this matter first, and then deal with the matter of Demon King Ji Ducheng by yourself.

Ji Dujian is coming back.

Oh, it would be great if Luohu Qiang also came back,

However, the Rahu gun has been polluted by other people's beliefs, so forget it if you can't get it yourself.

It's tasteless.

Ling Fengyu saw Jun Wuming come back.

Before Jun Wuming could speak, Ling Fengyu said: "You're fine, just do your own thing at ease, don't talk, just treat it as an experience for me."

Ok?

This is related to the dynasty that Ling Fengyu cares most about.

It's so weird in here.

Ling Fengyu did not explain.

Jun Wuming didn't ask any further questions.

"There are some interesting things in the city of Demon King Jidu. Go and see."

Ling Fengyu said.

There is no conflict between this and doing your own thing with peace of mind.

Because Jun Wuming's own business is Ji Dujian.

"Oh?"

Jun Wuming is interested in this.

is to leave.

Jun Wuming was finally sent away.

Ling Fengyu collapsed on the spot as if he had been hit by the Huagumian palm.

What's going on here?

Chain said: "Although it doesn't hurt your foundation, but you have been absorbing the power you produce, and you don't have the ability to go out and fight."

The tone was full of helplessness.

indeed.

Even if the foundation remains the same, this state of daily powerlessness really affects the morale of the army.

"As expected of a power from another world, it cannot be mastered at all."

Ling Fengyu's tone was also helpless.

"Is there a possibility that that woman is afraid that you will make an unexpected move, so that the woman will not let you understand? Otherwise, with your aptitude, you can learn it after a period of study, not to mention instant understanding. Just like Mi Lan's clone method."

Ah, this is also very possible.

Ling Fengyu frowned.

In this case, you can't say that the other side is stingy, but you can only say that you can catch Ling Fengyu's mind too much.

"It's time to get back the beacon."

Chains continued.

"The guidance of the beacon fire is the most important thing for Yi Yang."

Ling Fengyu had no such thoughts.

"No, but use the power of Fenghuo Zhizhi itself to support your body activities, and the death of the war can also be used. If it is not because the old man needs to live, I can also lend you the power."

Consider this aspect.

It will not work.

Just ah.

At this time, don't think about the existence of other burdens.

Consider idle power.

For example, what kind of monster inner alchemy is purely for absorption.

"Let me think about it, Qin Zhengming went away by accident, and I am in a mess."

Ling Fengyu thought about it, is there any suitable means to temporarily maintain his vitality.

such.

If Ling Fengyu is sure that he can't recover in a short time.

I'm going to ask someone else to come out.

Ling Fengyu was also thinking about the right manpower.

Just don't know who will be the lucky one.

at the same time.

Because of Jun Wuming's temporary seal.

A foggy place in the Eastern Region revealed its secret.

This place is a high mountain.

"Quiet and inaction will eventually be stained with dust, and it is difficult to return to the body without being stained with red frost."

A cup of fragrant tea is always by the side, not seeing the world of mortals but not seeing the ordinary.

"Since I'm walking in the mist because of others, it's because I need to come out."

He put his feet on the ground.

The body remains the same, only the hair is black and white.

This is the performance of joining the WTO.

"Go to Fengjianlou to get the sword first."

talking.

Others are missing.

Like light and dust.

Banished to the world.

"Wandering in nowhere, wait for me to come back."

The gate of the mountain was closed, and the mountain disappeared again.

Feng Jianlou almost wanted to open the door because of the distinguished guests.

was blocked.

"Just take the sword, no need to go through a lot of trouble, the sword comes."

trembling slightly.

It's fear, it's fear, it's awe, it's goodbye.

The sword greets the head, and the soldiers look up.

"The sword comes for the exiled immortal."

Banished Immortal Sword.

"Just be safe and well."

He listens to sword language.

Look towards Qingcheng.

Ling Fengyu opened his eyes, stroked the sword wrapped in linen, and looked at Feng Jianlou.

"what happened?"

Chains asked.

"An old senior was alarmed."

Just that?

Chains doesn't think so.

If it was just an old senior, how could there be such fighting spirit in Ling Fengyu's eyes?

What kind of fighting spirit is still impulsive despite the failure of the challenge.

"Do you know? I have never met this person, but I have only fought with his sword. His sword is like a banishing fairy, and it is as ethereal as a cloud of smoke. At that time, it was impossible for me to seize any opportunity to touch the sword."

Ling Fengyu's tone was very excited.

Forget it.

"Agitation is not good for your body."

The chain said helplessly.

It turned out that Ling Fengyu didn't have things he liked.

Just, very cryptic.

In other words, for others, this kind of hobby is really hard to say.