Chapter 64 (1/2)

Although Zhang Lutong's words are concise, people present can imagine how cruel the scene was at that time.

The anniversary celebration was originally full of lights and decorations. But because of the struggle for rights, the blood stained the sky and the soul of the heroes did not disperse. What a sad history it was.

”Hey, all ancestors, the devil is dead and the sect is still alive. The Millennium glory will continue to be carried forward in the hands of future generations. If you can hear it, rest in peace.” Wang Qitian was filled with emotion and bowed to the stone tablet. He felt that these ancestors deserve the worship of future generations.

”Hate, I hate...”

”Revenge, I want revenge...”

This worship, Wang Qitian only felt that countless voices sounded in his mind. It should be the heroic soul buried under the soul venting his resentment.

Watching Wang Qitian worship piously, others are doing the same. In their hearts, these ancestors are worthy of worship.

But the difference is that the others didn't hear any sound. After they said goodbye, there was nothing.

”Jiu'er, what's the matter with you? What are you thinking?” Zhang Lutong looked at Wang Qitian in a daze, his eyes blurred, afraid of his accident.

”It's all right. I'm feeling that if these ancestors didn't sacrifice, I think the Yujian gate will be more prosperous now. Villains are hateful. The ancestors rest assured that Wang Qitian will work hard to cultivate and, if possible, return to the peak with Yujian gate.” Wang Qitian explained to Zhang Lutong on the surface, but actually to these heroes.

”Jiuer has a heart.” Zhang Lutong marveled.

”Well, you've also felt some of the power here, but this is only the beginning. Because of the existence of the heroic soul, the spirit is sparse and there is no grass here. Especially at night, there are often unjust people wandering out. I won't say more about the details. You'll feel it.” Zhang Lutong said with a smile.

”From now on, you will spend a week here. This storage bag contains your food for the week. I will come and pick you up as soon as the time comes. Take care of yourself.” Zhang Lutong looked pitiful and panicked.

”Oh, by the way, you don't have to try to escape. You need a special way to get in and out here. You can't get out without me. Another thing, I won't care about you this week. It depends on your nature whether you die or live. The heroic soul is not kind. Well, I'll go and have a good time.” after that, Zhang Lutong didn't turn his head and disappeared into the burial soul.

”Shit, does the elder want to kill us? It's gloomy and scary here. Is it a place for people to stay? Besides, he knows that there is no grass here and there is no spiritual power. How can we practice?” zhaihang protested as soon as he saw Zhang Lutong leave.

”When the capable elder is there, do you think it's interesting to gossip behind his back?” Li Huitong didn't give any face and directly sarcastic.

”Huitong, it's not that I don't want to say, but that the old man left without giving me a chance. Brother Tianheng, I didn't mean to gossip about your master. It's really irritating.” zhaihang explained.

”Oh? I didn't give you a chance, did I? Now I'm back. If you have something to say to me, I'll solve it for you.” I don't know when Zhang Lutong directly appeared in front of the crowd.

”Ah, ghost.” I don't know whether Zhang Lutong was intentional or unintentional. He directly appeared an inch in front of zhaihang, which can be said to be heard by breathing.

”Hum, smelly boy. If you dare to speak ill of me behind my back, you should stay here all night and let you experience what carnival night is.” Zhang Lutong said angrily.