Fire Phoenix Burns the Sky: Ms. Heaven-defying Useless Material

Chapter 389
This kind of saying, let him return to the embrace of the mainland mother who nurtured them as soon as possible, that is, you have a son as soon as possible, and then you die.

Chu Liyue really doubted whether Qinghui, the biological father, was still alive.

Co-authoring this continent lacks Qinghui's life?If Qinghui didn't die, Dalu would die, right?

Chu Liyue's eyes were cold and serious, with a murderous look—he was just looking for a fight, and he deserved to be pinched to death by Qinghui.

She held Qinghui's hand tightly behind her back. Although Qinghui seemed to have no feelings for this biological father, no matter who was treated so cruelly by his biological father, he would not feel comfortable.

Qinghui turned back and looked at the manor.

He didn't even move, and countless flames fell from midair, completely engulfing the manor in a sea of ​​flames.

Although Chu Liyue didn't know why he did this, she still held Qinghui's hand and didn't make a sound.

As the manor fell into ruins, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

When the light dimmed, they returned to the mausoleum, and Qinghui instantly turned into a little black tiger, like a streamer of black light that penetrated into the shadow of Chu Liyue's feet.

The star-like light above the head just now has disappeared, and the whole space has returned to its original state of coldness and darkness.

[The one just now should be a fantasy aimed at me. 】Qing Hui said in a deep voice, 【Including my biological parents, I have never told anyone, so I suspect that it was some kind of setting just now. 】

Chu Liyue asked suspiciously: [But what's the use of this? 】

Qinghui killed his biological father and burned down the manor where his biological mother gave birth to him, and they returned to the mausoleum, Chu Liyue also thought that the world was related to Qinghui.

But what's the point of such a setup?

[I suspect that the so-called spiritual consciousness of my biological father may not be true. 】Qinghui said coldly,【If this is the case, maybe the person who set up the formation thought that out of admiration for my biological father, I really promised to have a child early and then die? 】

In this fantasy world, there are too many tricks that make it hard to guard against.Maybe as long as Qinghui agrees, some kind of contract will really be formed, and then there will be some kind of power that can guarantee the timely fulfillment of this contract.

In this way, a strong man like Qinghui could be killed almost without bloodshed.

[It's really deliberate. 】Arrangement of all this, who else but Hua Geyuan?He was really good at thinking, and used Qinghui's long-lost, most caring thing to lure him to seek his own death.

In this case, even if Qinghui wakes up, he will jump into the trap he set up again if he is not careful.

While speaking, Chu Liyue looked around.

Only then did Chu Liyue realize that she was already standing on another platform, and in front of her eyes were no longer endless steps, but a tall jade gate.

Knowing that she possesses the death aura of the dark race, and has been considered by the formation in the mausoleum to be a passable existence, Chu Liyue's actions are also much bolder.

Holding the long knife in her hand, she carefully pushed open the jade gate.

[It seems that someone has been here. 】The gap in the jade gate seems to be a little bit wide, as if some people didn't close it tightly after passing by.

As for the edges of those white fog-shrouded gates, if you look closely, you can still see very shallow footprints in twos and threes.

Only Chu Liyue's eyesight can see these almost indistinguishable traces.

[It doesn't look like a person. 】Chu Liyue carefully distinguished and found that the size and depth of the footprints were different, at least four or five people left them.

[During the thousand years of my sleep, I don’t know how many cultivators who thought they were powerful, or tomb robbers who thought they were brilliant sneaked in. 】Qinghui's voice was ridiculed, 【Unfortunately, no one was able to walk in front of my coffin.Not a single soul is strong enough to break free from these traps in the mausoleum and fall into my hands. 】

Compared with becoming an eternal living dead, the person who falls into Qinghui's hands can regain a perfect body, and if the soul is complete enough, he can continue to maintain his own soul.

Unfortunately, they didn't make it to the end.

Although Qinghui's soul at that time was concerned about the various arrangements in the mausoleum and did not dare to wander around, his consciousness could still reach many places.

In the millennia, there are quite a few talented people who can discover such a huge mausoleum in the belly of the guarding mountain.Many people believe that this large-scale and extremely high-standard tomb must contain valuable treasures.

Or simply think that this place is the mysterious hole in the world after the fall of cultivators above the Huazhu realm.In this way, there will be not only all kinds of treasures, but also all kinds of strange medicinal materials, profound weapons, and cultivation methods.

So there are not many people who dare to take risks for these.

They used various means to break the seal and get into the mausoleum.At first, Qinghui was looking forward to which adventure team could break through all the checkpoints and come to him, so that he could find someone he could use and open the way out.

But the facts disappointed him time and time again.

[But you have to be careful, there may be some things wandering around here. 】

Qinghui reminded Chu Liyue.

Chu Liyue clenched the long knife in her hand and walked slowly into the gate.

Inside the gate is a vast hall.

On the walls on both sides of the hall, bright profound crystal lamps flickered with soft light, clearly illuminating the paintings on the walls.

Chu Liyue took a look and found something interesting: [Ah, the protagonist of these murals seems to be you. 】

Qinghui also let out a "huh", this is a place that his spiritual sense cannot cover, so he has never known that there are these murals here, let alone that he is the protagonist of these murals.

【look. 】Chu Liyue took a few steps to the left. The first painting showed a young boy walking alone in the mountains. He was dressed in black, his face was tense, and countless beasts were crawling on the ground behind him. Dare to move.

In the second painting, the boy in black has changed into a red dress, and his hair has changed from being loose on his shoulders to two corners. He is held by a woman in blue and walks together on the mountain road.

[This is when I met Master. 】

The tigress who raised him died of old age. After all, Qinghui is a member of the Ethereal Tribe who has already started a part of the racial inheritance. He is not a wild beast and cannot live in the forest all the time.

He buried the tigress and left the forest.

All the wild beasts or beast clans that dared to attack him along the way were knocked down by him with the most direct iron fist. In the end, these fierce beasts ran away when they saw him.

Haiyin Emperor——Meng Lianshi, Haiyin Zhenjun at that time, happened to pass by. Seeing this strange scene, he fell from the sky and asked him if he would like to practice with him, so that his learning ability would become stronger.

Qinghui had a fight with her and found that he was far behind, so he became a teacher on the spot and agreed to join Tianxuanzong.

In the third painting, Meng Lianshi and Qinghui are sitting together. Qinghui, who looks less than ten years old, is gently embraced by Meng Lianshi, with a smile on his face that looks impatient but actually happy meaning.

Opposite them, Hua Geyuan, who was already in his twenties, smiled very warmly and kindly.

In the fourth painting, Qinghui has grown up, dressed in red, with a heavy Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, fighting with a group of beasts around him.

In the scene of blood flying, his face is full of excitement and pride.

Behind him, Meng Lianshi and Hua Geyuan fought side by side.

The entire wall is covered with various pictures. The protagonist is Ye Qinghui in red. He fights with various beast races and wins the battle with bloody battles.

In the last few pictures, Qinghui, Meng Lianshi, and a human strongman wielding a huge long knife entwined with electric light are on the endless sea, in the sky surrounded by white clouds, and on the snowy mountain peaks. Those who fight against three strong orcs.

This is obviously the decisive battle that will determine the fate of the human race and the orc race.

The one who used the long sword was obviously the third emperor of the human race, the emperor of the sword.

On the sea surface, Qinghui and Meng Lianshi threw a giant six-winged three-headed bird with flames on its wings into the water. The bird was bound tightly, and the Tyrant Sword Emperor chopped off from the top of his head.

Lightning flashed down from the sky, and the Tyrannical Saber Emperor was like a god, with his hair and beard flaring and his expression ferocious, obviously exhausting all his strength.

In another picture, Emperor Ba Saber was attacked by a bull-headed beast and a wolf-headed beast, blood spurted all over his body, while Qinghui's Fang Tian painted halberd and Haiyin Emperor's sea-blue long rope At the same time, they hit the strong orc with a wolf body and a human head.

In another picture, a giant bird with only two wings and one head left with blood dripping all over its body, pounced on Emperor Haiyin who was already covered in blood from behind.A wolf's head was hanging from Emperor Haiyin's body, and the wolf head, which had no body, was still biting on Emperor Haiyin's shoulder.

The penultimate picture shows Dijun Haiyin pounced on Qinghui's back, the bull-headed orc strongman bumped into Dijun Haiyin's vest, and the bull's horn was deeply inserted into her body.

Fang Tian's painted halberd in Qinghui's hand pierced through the body of the giant bird, and the other hand turned back and inserted into the heart of the bull's head, but there was no trace of joy on his face, but sorrow and inconceivability were written all over his face.

The red robe on Qinghui's body could not see much bloodstains, but Emperor Haiyin's body was covered with various dark pigments representing bloodstains.

Even standing in front of these murals, it seems that you can feel the evil and bloody aura rushing towards your face.

In the last picture, the human races on the mainland were rejoicing, while groups of orc races retreated dejectedly.

Qinghui, dressed in black, sat on the top of the mountain, overlooking the human race below.

【This is counting the achievements of your life. 】Chu Liyue has seen some murals in tombs, all of which describe the great achievements of the owner of the tomb, but she did not expect that there are similar murals in this large tomb.

But, isn't Qinghui treated as a traitor to the human race after his death, but as a hero?

Otherwise, why would there be such a mural praising his contribution to the liberation of the human race?

Qinghui was obviously also very surprised, he never thought that a series of murals describing his life were painted for him so seriously.

At that moment, Chu Liyue felt that Qinghui's mood was constantly fluctuating, and she didn't know what she was thinking.Maybe it's recalling the warm life on Dinghai Peak, or maybe it's recalling the tragic battle situation during the decisive battle.

[Who did this? 】Qing Hui murmured.

He obviously didn't want to find the answer from Chu Liyue, but he couldn't hide his excitement and surprise.

(End of this chapter)