C6 (1/2)
Within the weapons lounge.
The rainbow-colored sword that had helped Tian Feng survive the crisis continued to circle around his head. However, the energy that it emitted wasn't just the fire and water type energy, but also the green wind energy, the brown earth energy, the white light energy, and the black dark energy.
All sorts of energy surged into Tian Feng's body one after another, causing his body to be bathed in all kinds of energy while at the same time having his meridians cleaned.
A hint of pain appeared on the rosy face of the unconscious Tianfeng Martial Immortal as his trembling hands tightly held onto his head …
In his mind, countless strange memories flooded in. Among them, the full moon also had two strange images, but this time it was different. Everything was so real. The dialogue of the characters in the pictures were imprinted in his mind.
In a picture, the spring breeze was warm, the willow trees and the grass were all so flourishing.
Amidst the gentle twirling of the zither, a little boy who was in the arms of the beautiful woman kept waving his little fists and cheering, ”Wa wow wow …” ”Dad, you can do it! This time, we must use all of our moves in one go to the end. Don't embarrass us in front of Mom!”
”You, you're being naughty, stop trying to provoke your dad, he hasn't even cultivated to the highest level of the Heavenly Sword Technique, how can he use it to the end, it's like standing on a rock and talking without feeling pain!” Glancing at her son in her arms, the beautiful woman scolded him with a smile. Her beautiful eyes were filled with doting affection. Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man in the distance with a tender gaze. A deep love filled her eyes. Under her fair fingers, the beautiful zither music didn't slow down in the slightest. The fluttering of her black hair in the breeze made her seem like a fairy from the heavenly palace.
After the boy heard this, he couldn't help but pout his small mouth and defend the middle-aged man in the distance: ”That's not true, even grandfather said that father is the most talented person in the family, I don't believe that father won't be able to demonstrate it to the end. Also, I must be stronger than my father in the future. Hehe, secretly telling mom, I'm also a beginner fighter. Grandfather said that I am much stronger than father. ”
The boy, however, did not pay any attention to the words of the beautiful woman. Looking at his father's churning body, his young face flushed with excitement. ”Daddy is the best, do your best!”
In the distance, the valiant middle-aged man who was dancing the sword seemed to hear his son's shout, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. With a loud shout, he brandished his long sword even more, and his agile body quickly flashed, a sharp sword qi whizzed out from his shiny sword blade, continuously slicing the ground beneath him.
On the other side, the scene was completely different from the former's warm and harmonious state.
The autumn wind was bleak, bringing with it a strong killing intent, urging all living things to wither.
Under the setting sun, in the dense forest, the yellow leaves carried that last hint of attachment as they slowly drifted back to the earth, bringing a heavy feeling of desolation to the entire world.
In the depths of the forest, on the cliff, a fifteen to sixteen year old young man in a white robe was staring at the dozen or so warriors dressed in all kinds of clothing with a simple and unadorned dagger in his hand. At this moment, his delicate face was filled with fatigue, and behind his messy black hair, his white robe was already showing signs of damage.
”If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why are you spouting so much nonsense?” Although he was almost out of energy and his hand holding the dagger was slightly trembling, the white-robed youth still stubbornly raised his head and spoke without fear.
”Alright, it's the voice of the land, it's a man! However, I still want to kill you. Speak, Xiao Tian. What last wishes do you have? The youth's words immediately aroused the praise of a rugged middle-aged man. After a moment of regret, he promised with a heavy tone. He sensed that the person beside him wanted to say something, but was stopped with a wave of his hand.
Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to calm his surging blood. The young man's face was filled with misery: ”Haha, last wish? Since his home is gone and he is dead, what is his last wish for?! ”
After pausing for a moment, as if he had thought of something, the young man said hesitantly, ”Then before I die, can you tell me what is going on? Why did I, who had a happy family, become homeless in the blink of an eye? Why did we, who are normally uncontested by the world, encounter such a calamity? ”
The boorish man stared at the youth, guilt flashing across his face. He sighed and said faintly, ”Because of you!”