The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 49

at the funeral.

Dad came back, dressed in iron armor, full of evil spirits.

He watched the petals flying all over the sky, stood at the door and wept silently, and just stood there without saying a word.

Dad didn't go in, his body was covered with the smell of sweat, mosquitoes, and black blood, the iron armor was cold and smelled extremely fishy.

Yizhuang.

A plum blossom swayed slightly, the cold wind pierced the bones, and the distant wind blew away the waves on the water.

Xiao Tsing Yi stood beside the coffin, gently wiping the coffin.

"sorry."

A heavy voice came, this was the first time Xiao Tsing Yi saw her father.

He fits the image of a great hero in Tsing Yi's heart, with a resolute face, calm and calm, wearing iron armor, extremely mighty.

"why."

Xiao Qingyi muttered to herself, her eyes were empty.

"why!"

She seemed to have regained her senses, her eyes came back to life, Xiao Tsing Yi yelled at her father, hysterical.

"Border."

Before Dad could finish speaking, Tsing Yi interrupted him directly.

"Go away, go away!"

"I hate you!"

Tears flowed down Xiao Qingyi's red and swollen eyes again, and she cried weakly.

Father was a little at a loss, he looked at the child in front of him, and wanted to hug her, but Tsing Yi hated himself
Finally, little Tsing Yi was tired from crying, sat on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

Day two.

The small soil slope on the mountain, where my mother was buried, and Xiao Qingyi went up the mountain alone, and blood blisters came out of the soles of her feet.

in the end.

Mother still lied to her.

The war broke out again, and the flames of war continued, and my father wanted to return to the battlefield.

Before leaving, he was dressed in black armor and patted Xiao Tsing Yi's head.

"I am ashamed."

This is the first sentence. Dad is standing, his back is as thick as a mountain, and he is a little tired.

"You gave me very important things. The first gift was your birth. At three o'clock in the morning, your cry came from the room. I have never heard such joyful music."

"When I walked out of the house, although the eastern sky had turned white, there was still a starry sky above my head. In this vast universe, the treasure that inherited my life was born now."

"Thinking of this, I was very moved, and I couldn't help but burst into tears."

Ji Xuan wiped the corners of his eyes, the movement was so light that Tsing Yi did not see him.

"I want you to be full and satisfied every day. This is something that I can never understand before. I have stepped on the top of the mountain, and I have fallen off the cliff. I have experienced life and death, and I also lived in despair."

"It's you who have always pinned my hopes on you. Father loves you very much and has always loved you."

As he spoke, Ji Xuan's body trembled a little, but his voice was still steady.

Ji Xuan evolved into a water curtain, and the frontier was almost captured. The ancient stars were littered with corpses, and the bones of human soldiers were piled up like a mountain.

"However, I can't give up the frontier because of my personal desires. Behind my father are thousands of fellow human races. If I take a step back, all the races in the frontier will be slaughtered by the ancient peoples."

"They need me, they really need me. If I leave, it's hard to imagine what kind of suffering the people there will experience."

Ji Xuan said in a deep voice, he couldn't bear to look at Xiao Qingyi's face.

Little Tsing Yi lowered her head, her eye sockets were red and swollen
"Then mother is not important, and I am not important?"

She said softly, without a trace of sharpness, but it made the eyes of the indomitable man in front of her eyes red.

"No, you are very important to me, very important."

After Ji Xuan finished speaking, his face was sullen.

He left without hesitation, and Ji Xuan was afraid that if he continued talking, he would never want to leave again.

Crystal tears dripped down on the black armor, the veins in his big hands bulged, and drops of blood dripped from the palms.

Ji Xuan didn't let Tsing Yi see his face, he was already crying like a child, but he pretended not to worry about it.

"I owe you both my whole life."

Ji Xuan said softly, turned his head quietly, and took a last look at his child.

Xiao Tsing Yi is so sensible, but the tattered skirts on his body and the purple scars on his arms make his heart feel like a knife is being cut.

Ji Xuan gritted his teeth and slapped himself several times.

He tore apart the sky and the earth, crossed the endless void, and came to the frontier, on an ancient star.

The world is silent, only the unchanging true meaning of the Great Dao is running here. Above the cold sky, several hideous faces can be clearly seen. They are ancient and powerful.

After years of wars, the soldiers of the human race were already exhausted. Their bodies were stained with blood and they were extremely weak, but when they saw Ji Xuan coming, they immediately cheered up.

Ji Xuan stands between the heaven and the earth, like a Chaos Demon God born from heaven and earth.

"I am a hero"

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Ji Xuan let out a loud roar that shattered the world!
The flames are raised, and the drums of war are beating.

Ji Xuan is unparalleled in domineering, with black hair disheveled, eyes full of brilliance, visions appear frequently behind him, and he holds a Panjiao battle gun in his hand!
The unrivaled Dao and Dharma suppressed the galaxy, the infinite chaotic energy hung down his body, and the light of creation shone.

"Three thousand cavalry, break through the enemy!"

With a roar, the stars trembled, the boundless star field collapsed, and the yin and yang were reversed, and the universe changed!
"kill!"

The blood was soaring to the sky, and the wolf smoke burst out, stirring up the situation in Gao Tian.

Countless horrifying figures rushed out of the void, driving the blue dragon in unison.

Human race iron cavalry, charge into battle, life and death!

The mighty energy is here, no matter the ancient powerhouse, human, or monster is disturbed, the blood energy rises up to the sky, the drums of battle are mighty, spread in all directions, and the blood infects everyone.

The galaxy shook, and three thousand dragonriders rushed to the battlefield, smashing the ancient creatures in an instant.Although these ancient creatures were all prehistoric giant beasts, it was a pity that they were facing three thousand dragonriders, sweeping in like a mountain torrent.

Overwhelming, overwhelming.

"Ji Xuan!!!"

A supreme powerhouse roared, roaring the galaxy, turning the world around, and intervening in the battle.

"kill!"

Ji Xuan rode like a thousand horses, and his black armor turned into a black torrent. He was extremely powerful, and no one could stop him once he fired a shot!

"boom!"

The galaxy shattered, and the sun and the moon fell alternately.

Ji Xuan evolved into wind, thunder, and fire, and fought against several ancient creatures in the ancient holy land. He has thick black hair, eyes like lightning, and his bronze-colored and strong body is at the peak of martial arts!

Between heaven and earth, a chaotic phantom standing nine hundred and ninety-nine feet tall, like a demon god, waving a pair of huge arms with a bang.Shake the Quartet.Raise a storm.

"Today, I will fight to the death with you!"

Ji Xuan roared loudly, at the moment when the battle reached madness.

"Human race."

He murmured softly, and then his eyes were replaced by firmness. This half-life fate of gold and iron horses ended here.

Ji Xuan planted the battle flag, and the human race came in mighty force!

That red light runs through the ages.

"people!"

Fighting to the point of insanity, killing this star field is bleak!
After the death of countless ancestors, the battle spirits turned into stars to guard the human race.

At that time, ink was used as dust, and the drums of war shook the stars.

Today, the gun is the soul, and the soul of battle is eternal.

"Kill, change the universe, and the human race will last forever!"

The soldiers let out an unyielding cry, roaring the star field.

The ancient Great Wall of the human race is pitch-black, and it has existed forever in the endless years. It has witnessed too much history.

There were dead and wounded everywhere, and there were bones everywhere.

Blood flowed like a river, and the skyrocketing resentment was overflowing.

Desolate, tragic.

far away.

Its daybreak.

(End of this chapter)