Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

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"Woo!" At the next moment, the old monkey whose head, face, and body were wrapped in corpse burst into a roar. "Boom!" In an instant, it showed a blazing flame of flame, and the original fire power of the body was The ripples spread rapidly, and the corpses were burned out at once.

At this moment, the monkey glared at the funeral technique, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a cruel sneer.

"Fuck!" The next moment, the monkey jumped to the front, the shield Huo Di in the palm of his hand was burned red by the flame, and then slammed into the body of the martyrdom.

This guy was so scared that he knew that as long as he took a step back, it was estimated that even his upper body would be shattered. Under desperate circumstances, he had to use six arms to brush forward, planning to attack and defend, and fight hard with the other party. hit.

"Boom!!" The mad fiery fire wrapped around the shield, and fell on the opponent's claws. Upon contact, they were burned to ashes, and the momentum remained unchanged, and they hit the upper body of the martyrdom.

"Poof--" The blood of Martial Art almost spit out all the essence of his life. After vomiting blood, he slumped on the ground, but he didn't die immediately, because Guan Heng said before To keep alive, this guy is able to survive a half breath.

"Slap!" The victorious old monkey threw the dying martyrdom in front of everyone. Now this guy is like a defeated dead dog, lying on the ground and panting, but his eyes are dignified and he is getting weaker and weaker. Too.

"Mortal surgery, finally at this moment, I will take you personally to the road." Said, the ancient soul of Ye Ling slowly approached it, and then showed something, continued: "Do you still know this thing?"

"Here, this short blade is..." Seeing the other party holding a short rusty, cracked and cracked blade, a strange look appeared in the eyes of the martyrdom.

Taking a deep breath, the guy sat up slowly, saying one word at a time: "Each craftsman of the Yezheng ancient tribe will create an item in adulthood, offering sacrifices in front of the ancestral spirit, which means that he can already stand alone. , Is a real Yezheng man."

"This short blade is my work of adulthood. Unexpectedly, it will remain until now..."

"That's right, this short blade is reserved by the patriarch and the elders. In the years you left, it often looked at this short blade, frowning and thinking, thinking that it is its responsibility to not educate you well, because you... After all, it is its only child and the youngest patriarch of this race."

Speaking of the ancient soul of Yezheng, the voice became deeper and deeper: "When you blood washed the habitat of the ancient tribe of Yezheng, the patriarch hardly took anything away, only took this short blade. Before it died, use this blade Give me, if you say you have the opportunity, you must send the short blade back to you."

"Huh, what's the reason? Is it to satire me that the first piece of the past was so crude? Do you use it to humiliate me?" Speaking of which, Marriage wanted to laugh loudly, expressing disdain, but strongly Coughed: "Cough cough cough..."

"You guessed wrong, this short blade is given back to you. It means that at the time of life and death, all the grudges and hatreds are not important. This thing is what you gave to the ancient ancestors of the Yezhen ancient clan. "

"Slap."

Gu Lingyan came here and threw the short blade in front of the martyrdom. He continued: "Young patriarch...cousin, use it to self-discipline. In that case, it proves that you still have a heart of repentance. And the dead clan forgive your crimes, and still admit that you are a member of the Yezhen ancient clan!"

"Uh?!" Hearing this, Shaoshu shuddered all over his body, and had mixed feelings in his heart, not his own.

It is proud of itself and thinks that it is not understood by others, so it is isolated within the ethnic group, gradually letting itself lead to a twisted life, and finally crazy to kill all the same family or even blood relatives to prove its existence, but now... there is even a hate for it Extreme guy, forgive yourself? !

Is it in vain to do this life?

"I, I..." Gently rubbed the broken short blade with trembling fingers, the mouth of the mortal surgery opened, and it was already speechless.

"Slap!" Suddenly, he reached out and clenched the short blade, and the face of the martyrdom was twisted, and it said with a bit of madness: "Hey, hey, hey... until now, you still look down on me and still delusional Let me take the last step according to the path you set?"

"Do not make jokes!!"

"I have been a bloodthirsty and vicious cruelty all my life. I killed my father and killed my relatives. There is nothing I dare not do, but I just do it and I will never regret it!"

"This short blade represents everything for me as the ancient Yezuo people. Maybe, maybe it really lodged the soul of my ancestors. How can I let it end my life? I, I am not qualified to be the Yeqiu ancient people. The tribe is dead!"

"But I...but I..." Speaking of which, the tone of the martyrdom became panicked: "Am I going to die?"

"Enough, cousin, stop talking."

Ye Ling's ancient soul said at the moment: "Before you die, you have had too many hallucinations and spent too much effort. Hurry up and go on the road. Although your hands are covered with blood of the same race, you may not be able to rest, but This is the only opportunity you can view as atonement."

"Is it humble to wait for death, or be more courageous, and punish yourself with remorse, you should be able to clearly distinguish what to do?"

In the other party’s words, every word is beating the soul of martyrdom. This guy desperately wants to resist because there is still a trace of boring self-esteem. If he feels that he will die with regret, he will be denied for a lifetime. The way I passed, it was ten times more painful than death.

For a proud and arrogant guy, admitting mistakes is a kind of moving project, very difficult, very difficult!

However, the heart of the martyrdom did indeed have regrets. At first, this thing was like a full and tender seedling, but the longer it grew, it occupied the whole body and mind, and the martyrdom was painful, painful, and painful until it could no longer stand it. .

"Wow..."

"Poof!" Suddenly, he grabbed the short blade with the remaining broken arm's broken finger and thrust it into his heart socket fiercely.

Its dull eyes stared at the ancient soul of Ye Ling in front of him and opened his mouth, but the word was never spoken, but looking at its mouth, anyone can guess that it is a word of "regret"!

At this moment, Ye Ling's ancient soul slowly turned around, and no longer looked at the other party's dead body. It said softly, "Guan Guan, please, turn it into ashes, and let it drift with the wind."

"Okay, as you wish." Guan Heng nodded, suddenly throwing his hand and throwing a flaming fire, "Boom!" Suddenly, the flames were tumbling. Although the fire burned extremely fiercely, it didn't make any sound, so just A generation of evil owls turned into ashes.

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