Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 320 Alliance
Nalantu lay on the wooden bed, staring blankly at the beam of the bed.Since the moment he was exiled in the Dayan Mountains, he has been wandering in despair and loneliness. The once immature mind has matured in the torment of pain. This is a painful transformation, and it is an unforgettable journey.Sister Liu's appearance was at the time when I was most helpless, and also the most desperate and miserable stage. That gentle smile was once considered the most beautiful picture in my life.

Feeling helpless at that time, longing for a bit of care and attachment, Nalantu thanked God and finally gave himself a quiet refuge.Also in the dead of night, I silently decided to go all the way, following 28 Chou, and accompanying my cherished sister Liu.

But fate seemed to play a joke on me again. The intoxication and passion of that night caused strange waves in my newly calm heart, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.The attachment to the family has also become ignorant and hazy after that night, and the mood is also in a trance.

I have been afraid, afraid of losing that emotion forever, becoming unable to maintain even the family relationship, and even more afraid of being abandoned by 28 ugly.

Until Sister Liu smiled again, the words at that time had a strange taste.

Find a place, give birth to a baby, and live a lifetime.

This murmur in the dark night is deeply engraved in my mind. I once again thanked God and thanked fate for the "suffering and rewarding".

However...the torrential river, the messy corpses, and the desperate and painful eyes have become the most poignant scene in life, which is more shocking and heart-piercing than the scene of the tragic death of relatives.

The same woman, at the ends of life and death, left two pictures for her life, one is the most beautiful, the other is miserable, destined to be unforgettable.

Nalantu couldn't figure out what he did wrong, why fate threw him into the trough again and again, endowed him with warmth again and again, but destroyed him fiercely at critical moments.Four years ago, I was rich and well-fed, rich and honored, cared by my relatives, served by a maidservant, never experienced suffering, let alone imagined the cruelty of the world.For four years, fleeing and struggling all the way, fate ruthlessly ravaged her immature soul until it was dripping with blood and devastated.

Once an elegant scholar, now a down-and-out lone wolf.

This is a transformation of the soul, and it is a torment, like throwing self-esteem and soul into a frying pan and frying them repeatedly until they are scorched black as slag.

At that moment, all he wanted was revenge, to kill as many murderers as possible.

He just wanted to suffer, to ease the desolation in his heart with the pain of his body.

Nearly two years, two years of nightmare, two years of extremes, two years of muddling.

He persevered and began to face death.

What now?
where am I?Who saved me?

Why were they rescued?

Could this be the beginning of another nightmare?
The more beautiful the process, the more desperate the nightmare may be.

At this moment, a burst of cold and biting panic rushed into the devastated atrium.Nalantu is afraid, really afraid, afraid of all good things, because the more beautiful things are, the more tragic the ending may be.

"Brother Nalan, are you awake?" Tang Yan walked in with a smile.

Nalantu trembled slightly, his eyes gradually returned to the focal distance, and he stared at Tang Yan for a long time, before he said slowly, "Thank you for saving me."

Even though he was full of sorrow and pain, despite the fear and timidity, he who had a good family education since he was a child still politely said thank you at this moment, but it may be that he was too traumatized, his voice was a little dry and hoarse, and there was a touch of melancholy.

"Have you forgotten who I am?" Tang Yan sat on the edge of the bed.

"You are..." Nalantu didn't recognize Tang Yan, it may be that the pain and confusion in his consciousness buried too many memories, and now he is actually more like a body without a soul.

"Tang Yan, we met before. It was in a tavern. You and your companions booked out the place. I stayed cheeky and even fought for drinks. Do you have any impression?"

Nalantu was slightly absent-minded, probably evoking that beautiful and bleak memory again. After a while, he forced a dry smile: "I remember."

"It's two years since we parted that day. Time flies so fast for a thief. By the way, what about the others? Why is it only you?"

Nalantu's expression dimmed, and his voice was inaudible: "They all encountered accidents, and I have survived until now."

"Oh, sorry, I... shouldn't have asked."

"It's okay, thank you again for saving me."

"I've had a drink with your sister Liu, and we're friends. Since we met, I should save you. Now, here are your guns and books. I'm running out of time. I'll just grab these back." Tang Yan broke He took out the cracked silver gun, and the ancient scroll with only a few broken pages.

Two years ago, it was more important for the Nalantus to protect them than their lives, but now, they are calm and there are not many fluctuations.After several lives and deaths, the emotions have fluctuated greatly, and I have taken a lot of things lightly. What is important and what is not important has the same silent definition in my dead heart.

"I don't know what happened to you, but since fate arranged for me to save you, you can recuperate here and live a good life. I can tell that you have a very good relationship with Sister Liu. She is dead, but you are alive , In fact, it means that you are living for her, this body of yours carries the souls of two people, you and her."

Tang Yan didn't want to use the shabby "language art" on this occasion, but Nalantu's lifeless appearance was obviously over-stimulating, which was not what he wanted.

Nalantu's eyes shook slightly.

"I risked my life to save you from the Blood Cult. I didn't want you to be decadent here. I don't think your partners would want you to live like a skin. Whether it's for yourself or for Other people's sustenance, or you want to take revenge, you should cheer up first."

Tang Yan knew that he shouldn't talk too much at this time, and lightly patted Nalan Tu on the shoulder, showing a bright smile: "Hold your head up, stride forward, and look forward! This is the spirit that a man should have." If you want to live, you have to live wonderfully. Life is your own, you have to fight, you can’t let it control you. It tortures you once, you bear it, torture you the second time, you admit it, but if you dare For the third time, you have to straighten your back and slap its b-face, hard!"

Amused by this crude joke, Nalantu parted his chapped lips and smiled.

"Yes, smile, keep it up. You can be weak, but not in front of others, you can be tired, you can cry, but when no one is around, man, sometimes you have to bear more. Well, I won't tell you Stop nagging, or I will be annoyed later.

You have a good rest, this is my site, called Wagang Village, if you want, you can treat it as your own home, we are all your new friends. Tang Yan smiled and opened his hands, took two steps back, blinked, turned and left.

Nalantu's stiff smile slowly dissipated and became dull again.

"She is dead, you are alive, but you are actually living for her."

"Your body carries two souls, you and her."

"Life is your own, you have to fight."

"Smile, keep it."

Tang Yan's words flashed across his mind, silently, calmly.

"What's the matter? Still looking lifeless?" Outside the courtyard, Tang Hao stopped Tang Yan again.

"Maybe I have experienced some pain, and it will get better slowly."

"You seem to care about him?"

"It's nothing, I feel very pitiful, help when it's time to help. Huh? No, why do you always follow me around like a ghost? Think about it?" Tang Yan showed a wicked smile.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes: "I'm too lazy to follow you, someone is looking for you."

"Another person? Who."

"The three demon venerables of the monkey clan, they have come in person, and they are in the main hall."

Tang Yan withdrew his playful smile: "Has Zun Hu passed?"

"I'm afraid they will fight when they meet, so I'll notify you first, and then notify it."

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Yan, Zhan Juhu, and Venerable Liger successively entered the mountain where the main hall was located. When the Juhu snorted coldly, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Heihu, there's no need to use this kind of look. You didn't help you back then because you were too arrogant and deserved that calamity."

"Although we are both monsters, we have no friendship in the past, so there is no need to save you."

"The grievances and grievances of the past are only counted in those years. Now you and I are neighbors. If there is any trouble again, it's okay to help."

The three monkey masters spoke one after another, voluntarily expressing their intention to erase the estrangement formed virtually over the years.

Juhu snorted heavily again, but ignored it, and actually didn't know how to pay attention.Before coming in, Tang Yan repeatedly emphasized to him that he must exercise restraint, and that temporary tolerance is for the sake of future outbreaks.

"Why do the three venerables come to visit me when you have time?" Tang Yan motioned for the disciples to pour tea and leave.

"You should have heard about the Qiujin faction." Red Monkey Clan Chief said.

"I heard something."

"The prophecy of the sacrifice has become a reality, and the hundreds of miles of mountains are burning to the sky, and more disasters will happen in the future. Judging from the experience of the Qiujin sect, a huge sect can be destroyed as soon as it is said to be destroyed, leaving no one alive. Explaining the power and cruelty of this mysterious enemy, our previous preparations may have been a little weak.

Some time ago, the owner of the Tianluo Pavilion came to visit, hoping to strengthen exchanges, that is, formally form a temporary alliance.We have thought about it for a long time and intend to invite you to join. In this way, our tripartite alliance is equivalent to the eight great venerables. If there is any crisis, we can take care of each other. "

Tang Yan said with a smile: "On behalf of our Wagang village, I would like to thank the patriarch for his kindness. In this critical moment, he can still think of us. I really... thank you so much!"

"Hmph! Thank you? These monkey cubs are here to ask us for help!" The giant war tiger immediately became angry.

The corners of Tang Yan's eyes twitched, he turned his head away, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I'm being polite! Hu Zun, can you shut your mouth!"

"I..." Juhu curled his lips, rolled his eyes, snorted, and turned his head away.

The Red Monkey patriarch said: "We came here today to ask for your opinion. If you agree, we will go to Tianluo Pavilion today. The owner of Tianluo Pavilion has always wanted to meet you. We sat together and discussed seriously. Allied matters."

"Tianluo Pavilion?" Tang Yan first looked at Juhu and Venerable Liger.

"I'll stay to watch the house!" The giant war tiger glanced at the red monkey, got up and left.

Tang Yan said embarrassingly: "Patriarch, forgive me, Hu Zun has eaten too much mutton recently, and his heart is burning."

"Please!" Monkey Venerables raised their hands to signal, ignoring it.

Tang Yan ordered Dou Niang and the others: "You stay and watch the house, Venerable Liger and Tiger, you can go with me."

(End of this chapter)