City Peculiar Immortal Emperor

When they came to the Yeti clan, A Shu took Jiang Feng and them directly into the shack of the patriarch Sihong. No one in the clan walked around. The atmosphere was heavy like snowy clouds.

In the shack, Si Hong was sitting behind a table, squinting, as if taking a nap.

But feeling someone coming in, he opened his eyes and shot a bright light.

A Shu hurriedly reported to him, "Patriarch, Jiang Feng and the others are back."

At this time, Si Hong's gaze fell on Jiang Feng, and he glanced at Cheng Shaoqing and Le Huadie behind him, and he also deliberately took a few more glances at Cheng Shaoqing.

It seemed that Enri and the others hadn't been seen, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.

Si Hong slowly got up and said: "Jiang Feng, you are back, what is the result?"

What Sihong cared most was the result, because it was about the freedom of the whole family.

"The wicked village was destroyed, Lord Yu and Lord Demon died, and the Black Sparrow King was not dead, the original Yuan Ying fled." Jiang Feng said this seemingly bad result.

But Si Hong still showed a smile on his face, and said excitedly: "Really?"

"It's true." Jiang Feng said.

"Okay, okay, okay." Sihong kept nodding his head. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. He had waited from his prime of life to old age, even if he was gray-haired, he never gave up.

This news can be described as great news. Their plan was not in vain, and it has been considered very well completed.

Although some people were sacrificed... loved ones...

"An Li and the others...?" Si Hong wanted to ask, but he didn't want to speak, because he was afraid that he could not accept the facts.

"They all sacrificed, sacrificed for freedom, Anri, Kuan Liang, Brother Monkey, trumpet flower... They gave their lives and got an irreplaceable opportunity..." Jiang Feng said.

"I see." Si Hong suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Feng and continue.

Si Hongguo hugged his back, slowly walked out of the shack, came to the open space outside, looked up to the sky, then knelt down, lay down deeply, palms and forehead close to the ground, and muttered various wishes. .

Jiang Feng can understand that the pain of an old man losing a loved one is the bone-to-heart pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

And those strong and lively people, they are the strongest people of the yeti clan, monkey brother, daffodil...

Their death is the loss and sorrow of a clan.

Sihong hid the grief, stood up, and shouted: "Clan people, come out, our freedom has come, and the cunning village no longer exists."

The clansmen showed their heads from the shack, then walked out of the shack and gathered around Sihong.

Si Hong told them the news that Jiang Feng had brought back.

They were sad for a while, rushing to tell each other, telling everyone the sad news of Enri and others' sacrifices.

They hugged each other and wept, kneeling down and praying for peace in the souls of the dead.

All of them fell into grief for a while.

Although Si Hong is unwilling to be sad, he is still inevitably infected by everyone's emotions and shares with everyone the sadness that is not suitable for sharing.

Even Jiang Feng and the others were infected, and they were overwhelmed by the atmosphere at this time.

This is the cohesion of a clan, there is no intrigue, some just treat each other frankly, no matter who dies, they will be sad.

In other words, if there is no chaos, they will grow up, or if there is a happy event, they will also be happy.

Cheng Shaoqing and Le Huadie are women, and they are the least likely to see such a scene. The corners of their eyes are slightly moist, and they have the urge to cry.

I don’t know how long it took, Sihong shouted: “You don’t have to be sad anymore. Their sacrifice has given us freedom. We should be happy. Their deaths are as heavy as a mountain, so we can’t let them down. Be happy, be strong, live better, and let them rest in peace."

"The old patriarch is right. We must set foot on freedom and live the life we ​​used to live. We cannot sacrifice them in vain."

"Yes, let's be happy, singing and dancing, looking for freedom, looking for the future... to live."

"Prepare the bonfire, prepare the delicacies, and carry out the treasured wine. We will send away the hero's soul with joy."

"Annri!"

"Brother Monkey!"

"morning glory……"

"You rest in peace, we are free!"

In order to let the sacrificed rest in peace, everyone at this time turns grief and anger into strength, smashes sorrow, wipes away tears, puts up smiles again, sings for heroes, sings for heroic souls...

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng was very pleased. They could just think about it. It is better to send the heroic souls with joy than to cry with sorrow.

After all, the dead are no longer there, and the living are still alive.

Believe that the dead do not want the living to mourn for them.

"Dear people, please rest assured, rest in peace, we will live well, we will not forget the freedom you fought for, we will remember your name and your great achievements forever..."

"Remember!"

"Remember!"

"Remember!"

"..."

...

The people of the Yeti tribe held a grand farewell ceremony to comfort the deceased in the sky.

"We also want to thank Jiang Feng and the others. Without them, it would be terrible and would not destroy the wicked village or drive away the Black Sparrow King. Everyone said, should we thank them?" Sihong shouted.

"should!"

"They are also our heroes."

"We want to cheer for the hero..."

Everyone came over to lift Jiang Feng, Cheng Shaoqing, Le Huadie... tossed them up high and caught them, everything was immersed in endless cheers.

At night, in front of the red bonfire that reflected the sky and the earth, people were sitting around, and there was a trace of depression in the fierce atmosphere from time to time.

Jiang Feng, Cheng Shaoqing, and Le Huadie were placed in the most conspicuous position, enjoying the love and respect of everyone.

Jiang Feng was going to leave and wanted to go down the mountain as soon as possible. But Sihong and the people tried their best to keep them, and also invited people from the Tuxing people to practice for them together.

"Jiang Feng, why don't you say it? Thanks to you, we can get freedom. We made this cup." said Sun Li, the patriarch of the Tuxing clan.

"Ashamed, I couldn't bring them back to Kuan Liang. I feel sad and dare not accept your toast." Jiang Feng retorted.

"Now everyone wants to open it, why bother with it. Just let everything go." Sun Li said: "When they went, I was mentally prepared and told Kuan Liang, but they still had no hesitation. It’s their own choice, and it’s also a way out for their people."

"Come on, raise the glass, drink it, forget the sorrow, life is always good."

Sun Li held up a wine glass for Jiang Feng, raised his hand to face him, and waited with courtesy.

Jiang Feng could no longer refuse, so he took it with both hands and drank this glass of wine with Sun Li.

"Come here, let's drink one more together." Si Hong said with a toast.

Everyone drank together, and the atmosphere reached a climax at this moment.

...

The next day!

Jiang Feng woke up in a loud noise.

This is a small shack alone, Jiang Feng lay on a few animal skins, but it feels very warm.

"Oh, I drank too much last night." Jiang Feng rubbed his forehead to relieve his dizziness.

Everyone had a great time last night, so Jiang Feng drank too much under everyone's enthusiastic toast. In his memory, several big men lifted him off the scene to rest.

"I don't know if there was a gaffe last night?" Jiang Feng smiled bitterly: "Forget it, yesterday is over, no one should remember it even if it was gaffe."

Jiang Feng got up, walked out of the shack, and saw that the people of the Yeti tribe had fitted all the household belongings and put them on the reindeer wooden carts, which stretched for a long distance.

Jiang Feng was taken aback, what is this going to do?

Jiang Feng found Si Hong and asked, "Old Patriarch, what are you doing?"

"We are going to leave here, go to the other side of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, find a brand new place, start again, follow our previous traditions, and live a free life, but we don’t want to stay in this sad place anymore, we have to forget it completely. Forget what happened here." Si Hong said with a relieved smile.

Jiang Feng understood their thoughts, so he couldn't refute their behavior.

"It's not just us, but the Tuxing people are probably also taking action now. We will set off at the same time, going far away, looking for new land, and we don't know each other from now on, and the sky is different." Sihong said sadly.

At this time, A Shu came to report, "Old Patriarch, everything is in order. Take everything that should be taken with you. If you can't take it away, you will stay. We can set off at any time."

"Very well, waiting for my order." Si Hong said.

"Yes." A Shu stepped back.

Cheng Shaoqing and Le Huadie also walked out of a larger shack at this time, and they also didn't understand what the scene was going to do.

But soon they knew, and then walked quickly towards Jiang Feng.

Lehuadie looked at Sihong and said, "Why did you leave? Isn't it great here? The Black Sparrow is no longer there. No one will persecute you anymore. Besides, you have been living here for so many years, so you must be here too. Feelings and infrastructure are all complete. It would be a shame to leave."

"Thank you Le Paint Butterfly Girl for your concern, we have other plans." Si Hong said with a smile.

"Well, I can only bless you." Le Huadie didn't say anything more.

"Bless you." Cheng Shaoqing also said.

Si Hong quipped: "You are a blessed person. To save you, Jiang Feng went deep into the tiger's den in spite of danger. It is really admirable."

"Old Patriarch, you made fun of." Cheng Shaoqing's face blushed slightly.

How can she not know what Jiang Feng has done for her, she has already deeply remembered it in her heart.

"Haha, okay, let's not say more, we should also go on the road, I hope we will meet again." Si Hong smiled, and then walked forward to melt the crowd.

The large force began to move forward, drifting away, like a squirming snake in the snow, incompatible with the snow, but perfectly inlaid together.

It seems that no one can do without anyone.

They added a touch of warmth to Bai Xue, and Bai Xue covered them with a touch of coldness.

Jiang Feng waved his hand to say goodbye to them. After walking for a while, they all stopped and looked at Jiang Feng, then bowed deeply, turned and walked again...

Jiang Feng was a little moved, looking at their backs away...the spine walking in the snow...the people looking for freedom in the snow.

At this moment, heaven and earth are sentimental, Hanxue deliberately, everything is no longer important, what is important is the pace and stubborn heart of the strong people in the snow.

Go, I wish you good health!

Go, I wish you happiness!

Go ahead, may you continue...

In the world of freedom, there will be no more oppression and innocent death...

Also, may this never-melting white snow be with you always.

Frozen your original heart...