I can summon misery

Chapter 107

In the seventh year of Zhongping in Xia Ting, at the age of Jiazi, the Fenglang Mountain Range, which had served as a barrier for the Great Xia since the founding of the country, was completely changed under the arrow of Xuan Zhenjun.

Continuous rain and snow seeped through the shadowy world and landed in the dilapidated mountains, moistening the lifeless land and cleaning the turbid air.

The colorless and dark world dissipated, and the gloomy and falling sunlight seemed to be a proof of some kind of victory, piercing through the clouds and shining on the earth.

Everything is over, and the devastated land can no longer feel the slightest bit of filthy devilish energy.

The victory and defeat are clear, Feng Jingyu and others also fled the battlefield after An Tianxia's defeat. previously.

The miserable battle situation in front of him was fully captured in his eyes. Mu Yu shook his head slightly and looked at Xuanzhen Jun in the center of the battlefield. Earth Qi, if Lord Xuanzhen hadn't appeared to help...

If any one of the above conditions is missing, Mu Yu and others will inevitably face an uncontrollable disaster. Not only Mu Yu and the others will suffer, but the entire Xia Ting may also fall into catastrophe.

But now that everything is settled, the victory belongs to him after all, and he can also enjoy the harvest of this battle with peace of mind.

Sitting on the two great masters of the world and Xuan Zhenjun, Xia Ting is clearly nothing to fear, and with the friendship of fighting side by side this time, at least the six sects of Taoism and the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism behind Yan Futi will not become one for the time being. hostility.

There was only one Aoxue Pavilion of Confucianism left, and Mu Yu didn't pay attention to it.

The next thing to do is to look out, take Xia Ting as the basic board, and look towards Kyushu.

"Xuanzhen Monarch of Daomen!" The opening of the world disturbed Mu Yu's thoughts, and she saw her gaze fell on Xuanzhen Monarch, who was also looking at him.Since ancient times, Taoism and demons have been incompatible. Although the two did not meet each other before their lives, they have heard a lot about each other's deeds.

The short-term cooperation just now does not mean that they can recognize each other, but now there are bows and knives at the foreign aggressors, and they are naturally facing each other, and swords are on the verge of breaking out!

"Wait a minute!" Seeing this, Mu Yu rushed into the space between the two, "Empress, senior, this is definitely not the time for internal strife."

As the current Golden Fort... No, Golden Fort no longer exists...

All in all, as the top two powers next to Mu Yu, Mu Yu naturally does not allow the two of them to be injured in internal friction.

There was a thoughtful expression in the eyes of the world, and then he looked at Xuanzhen Jun, "Xuan Zhenjun, what do you think? If there is a war, I will accompany you."

Lord Xuanzhen said nothing.

Although the memory in his mind is incomplete, but with only part of the damaged memory, he can vaguely recall what someone said at that time——

"Da Yan made a mysterious picture, and you may see the dead people, whether they are good or evil, they are all in the picture, and they are all my comrades, comrades in arms. If we see you in the future, please put down the past grievances and prejudices, and work together to achieve everything. , all for the sake of suffering!"

For misery? !

"If you do evil again, the Godly Crossbow with No Strings will show no mercy." Xuanzhen Jun squinted his eyes halfway, put away the Godly Crossbow without Strings, and immediately rushed to pay attention to Xuan Lingcang's situation.

"You rushed out in such a hurry, do you think that I am not the opponent of Xuan Zhenjun?"

"The Empress misunderstood, but she just didn't want the Empress to be injured." Mu Yu blinked and opened her mouth, "The previous battle of Lu Yuankong had already caused losses, and after that, he galloped across the northern border to fight against An Tianxia. Everywhere is hurt, this time I have to thank the empress."

"Even if I am wounded, it is still easy to defeat Xuanzhen Monarch."

"Yes, yes, even if you bear the destiny and need to support Yan Luo Ghost Prison with one hand, you are as invincible as the world."

"you!"

"Ha, rest." Mu Yu raised his hand, weighed it for a ten-thousandth of a second, and then put it down naturally, "It's good to take care of yourself, and leave the rest to me and Senior Kaixuan Hou. Once, you really worked hard."

"..."

The world put away the Zongtian Ghost Ridge, and passed Mu Yu directly, "I have put in a lot of effort in this battle, I hope the result of your negotiation can match my effort, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, I promise to scrape the ground three feet, and I will never be wronged by Her Majesty's taste in the future!"

"Next time you talk to me in this tone, I will take your tongue off."

"what."

……

……

"Brother."

After Wu Miao's one-man luck treatment, Xuan Lingcang's face regained a bit of blood.

"The battle is over." Xuan Zhenjun stepped forward, put his hand on Xuan Lingcang's pulse, sensing the changes in it, and put it down after confirming that he was all right.

"The wear and tear was heavy, but luckily it didn't hurt the root. It's better to recuperate for a period of time and reduce the use of force."

"Yes." Xuan Lingcang nodded, looked at Xuan Zhenjun, hesitant to speak.

The two brothers, as early as when they were fighting the Eight-Different Cthulhu, passed through the gate of the underworld for a while, and all the regrets in their hearts were eliminated.When he first arrived in Kyushu, Xuan Lingcang also thought about the scene of seeing his brother again in his mind.

But he never thought that this day would come so fast that he was not even ready for it.

It's just that when we meet again now, the thousands of words I thought about before seem to have lost the value of speaking now.

"It's been hard work for you during this time."

Contrary to Xuan Lingcang's expectations, it was Xuan Zhenjun who said first: "You are doing very well."

"...Yeah, I'm the youngest son of Chenyun, Xuan Lingcang, some small things should be within reach, shouldn't I?"

"Ha, good self-cultivation, leave the rest to Brother Wei."

"Hey, I am no longer the Xuan Lingcang I was back then. During this period of time, I have handled it well."

……

"Have you thought of the knife plague again?"

The Tianxian Daozang on the side came to the side of his old friend.

"Yes, relying on Dayan's ability to create mysterious diagrams, Dao Wen, Kang'er, and Huangfu Xiaochan will meet again sooner or later, when I..."

"You are still as tangled as ever."

"Ha, maybe." Wu Miao shook his head alone, "How can a person live in the world without being fettered by the world."

"Life is like a piece of chocolate, you never know what the next one will taste like." Tianxian Daozang shook his head, "It's like them, before we meet again, everything we think is useless, it's better to wait until then. "

"makes sense."

No Mourning alone nodded.

With the defeat of An Tianxia, ​​the tragic battle in the Fenglang Mountains finally came to an end.

The old appearance of the Fenglang Mountain Range is no longer there, and the Golden Fort is also destroyed, but everyone knows that compared with what is lost, what will be gained in the future is bound to be more!

(End of this chapter)