Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 9: Mourning
Long Village wailes again and again.
The world of fire was like a devil, he was merciless, and a person fell in a pool of blood and died completely. This **** scene was shocking.
"Young Sovereign, the village has no grievances with you, why did you harm us so much", an old man cried out sadly, but was instantly strangled by the storm.
"Father, mother, help me..." A child lying in a pool of blood, reaching out for help, so helpless and terrified, but was instantly overwhelmed by the merciless storm, and his flesh and blood flew across.
"Why, why is this!"
The villagers screamed, the village that was blissful a while ago has become like Shura hell, horrible, everyone is full of despair and doubts, but death still descends and harvests their lives.
"The sky has no eyes, hate!" Longquan shed blood and tears, knelt on the ground, heartbroken, his liver and gallbladder torn apart, he was rolled up by the storm, his limbs were severed, and only an incomplete corpse flew out. Fall to the ground.
"Father."
Witnessed his father being unloaded and lying in a pool of blood, Long He was heartbroken, his liver was broken, and his heart was regretful. If he were not greedy for a while and revealed the news to others, it would not have caused this scene.
His original intention was that he didn't want to be mediocre for a lifetime, busy and doing nothing, and didn't kill the villagers' hearts, and didn't want to create this field.
Watching a famous villager die, Long He's heart is dripping blood, no matter how unwilling, how unhappy, or complaining in his usual heart, but this is his home.
"The fire world, you have to die, there are dozens of villagers in Longcun, who will never let you go as a ghost", Long He glared and swore to the sky.
"Want to be a ghost? I'm afraid you can't help you. If you think you have a little cultivation, I will train you to become a puppet." Fire World waved a big hand, and a fiery red air stream shot out, restraining Longhe's body, rolling in front of him. Between the strokes of his hands, a mysterious mark was condensed into his mind.
Longhe changed color and struggled endlessly, but he was bound to death and couldn't get out. The mark entered his mind smoothly and went straight to the soul. The two merged instantly, regardless of each other.
"Meet the master", Long He stopped struggling, crawling on the ground, respecting, without a trace of color in his eyes.
said gloomily in the fire world: "Is there anyone living in the village?"
"Master Kai, except for Longshan, are all dead."
"Longshan, Grandpa of Wutian. Haha, little beast, whether you are alive or dead, this young master will train your grandfather into a puppet, as a cow and a horse, for me to drive, and you will never live forever.", Huo Shi sneered and strode towards the house where Longshan was located.
...
"Boom!"
At this moment, Wutian's uneasiness in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and even a panic is on his mind, as if he is about to lose the most precious thing in his life, his heart is cut like a knife, and it is painful.
While running, Wutian's fingers, frantically calculating, finally gave a horrible grunt, spurted a mouthful of blood, half-kneeled on the ground. He was pale, covered his heart, got up, and continued to run.
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In the house, Longshan was lying halfway on a wooden chair, old and rickety, weak and weak, looking at the three people who walked in, his eyes lost.
Huo Shi looked around, and said contemptuously: "This kind of place can also live in people. According to the young master, living in a dog is almost the same."
"Hehe, young man, this is not the case. In life, I only want a corner of the world, a plain life, wealth and glory, power and money, just passing by," Long Shan smiled lightly.
Huo Shidao: "Old guy, you're so courageous, this young master slaughtered the entire village, and you can still be so calm, aren't you afraid of death?"
"Humans were originally created by heaven, and they all return to heaven after death, but the way of existence is different. Don't be afraid of it. Moreover, death is lighter than a feather and heavier than Mount Tai. If the death of an old man can make your heart feel The hatred and killing intent are gone, but it's worth it."
"Haha, in the mountains and forests, you actually met a worldly expert, old fellow, you have a good temperament. If you don't offend me, this young master really wants to save your life."
"The old man is not a worldly expert, but an old man who loves his grandson."
The fire world gloomily said: "I don’t care who you are, but Heaven’s offends me. If you take away things you shouldn’t take, you will have to die, and you, huh, this young master will train you into a puppet and erase your soul. "Eternal life cannot be overborn. I want no heaven to know, and if I go against me, I want him to regret it for a lifetime."
"Hehe, the reincarnation of heaven and earth has its own laws. It is one's own inability to run away, not to be unable to ask for it. Everything has a cause and effect, not to be taken, otherwise the bamboo basket will be empty, and you will only bring it for yourself in the end Endless disasters," Long Shan finished speaking, slowly closing his eyes.
"Haha! Disaster, the old immortal, you should worry about yourself first", the fire world laughed, hand commanded, a vague imprint, printed on the top of Longshan, but unable to blend into it.
"Huh, just die like this, it's too cheap for you", the fire world looked pale, and the mark was scattered. With a wave of his palm, a flame burst out, and a raging fire suddenly ignited in the house.
"Go."
The three people in the fire world left, and there was no turmoil for the fire behind them.
"Puff!"
Wutian's heart twitched suddenly, blood spattered, and he rolled to the ground, covering his painful heart with his hands, looking at the distant mountain village.
At this moment, he finally figured out his grandfather’s good or bad luck, and the scene where his grandfather was really came to mind in his mind. It was a sea of fire, the fire wave was surging, and the tongue was surging. An old man was lying in the fire, his eyes closed slightly. Kind and kind, as if not in the sea of fire, but in heaven, peaceful and peaceful.
"Grandpa..." Seeing that scene, the sky was like a bolt from the blue sky, hissing mournful.
His heart, at this moment, seems to be destroyed by thousands of blades!
Pain!
Heart-piercing pain!
deep into the bone marrow, indescribable pain!
This kind of pain, if there are millions of ants, gnawing on the flesh and blood crazily, the pain is unwilling to live, the body is spasmless, and the body is convulsing constantly, the blood in the mouth is not only gushing out, and bursts of dizziness strike.
Looking at the fierce fire, the figure that gradually dissipated, without internal pain, body trembling, fear, panic, despair and other emotions, like a wave, drowned him to death, unable to turn over.
His body seemed to be torn apart by an awl, painful, his eyes, two lines of blood and tears left behind, dripped on the ground and stained the soil red.
"Grandpa, wait for me, God is here to save you..."
The skyless state is like madness, and he crawls and rushes towards Longcun.
"This place will no longer exist", Huo Shi stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the village where the sea of fire was surging, and said coldly.
Liu Yan said complicatedly: "Brother, you did too much this time."
"Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and regenerates, the world understands this", the fire world didn't care, and said to Longhe: "You stay here, if you come back from the sky, catch me alive, if a month He hasn't appeared yet, then he really died, and you will come back by yourself."
"Yes, master", Long He bowed down and said.
"Junior sister, we will return to the sect immediately, send someone to search the river, and we must find the token", Huo Shidao.
Liu Yan nodded, and the two of them jumped on the bird's back one after another, the flamingo's wings spread out and rose into the sky, disappearing quickly like a meteor.
and Longhe concealed in the back mountain for a few jumps.
Four hours later.
The village no longer exists, except for the sporadic flames, only a patch of black and gray remains.
stumbling all the way, Wutian finally came to the entrance of the village, everything in the past disappeared, only the scars and broken walls in the eyes, full of devastation.
He trembled physically and mentally, and walked into the village, stepping on the black ashes, eyes bleeding with tears, looking at the bones hidden in it, like drinking blood and breaking his heart, with extreme sorrow.
Although these people usually ridicule him, they are villagers who have been together for 16 years. For Wutian, this is his home, and these people are his relatives.
And all this is gone, Wutian is very cold!
"Grandpa!"
Wutian screamed, staggered to a white bone, knelt on the ground, frantically stripped away the black ash, held the white bone in his arms, crying out loud.
"Grandpa, didn’t you let you wait for me? Why did you leave me? Why...Grandpa, please come back quickly, Tianer needs you, Tianer can’t bear you! Please come back, come back... …"
Wu Tian can't cry, the pain in my heart, the heart-piercing, the kind of pain, no one can understand, only he knows the taste of it.
"Smelly boy, grandpa will give you a divination and see if you can find a wife in the future."
"Tian'er, I am young, why sigh every day, be careful to become as old as me, and I won't find a wife in the future."
"After a while, the Fire Cloud Sect will come to recruit disciples. You have to behave well. If you can enter it, you will become a legendary strong man in the future. The old man is also looking forward to relying on you to prolong your life and live a few more years."
"My God, grandpa believes that one day, you will become a powerhouse, unparalleled in the world, come on, grandpa is optimistic about you!"
Wutian sits on the ground, tightly holding the black and ash-filled bones, memories of 16 years are pouring out like a tide, and the pictures are presented in my mind, how real they are, as if they are on the scene, Right in front of you.
"Grandpa, you said that when I come back, you will tell your parents the truth. Now Tian'er is back, but you have left. Grandpa, you will come back soon~ IndoMTL.com~ Tian'er doesn’t need parents anymore, grandpa, Please come back soon..."
"Ah!!!"
There is no sky and the sky is mournful. He doesn't want to believe that all this is true, but the bones in his arms and the surrounding scenes make him have to believe it, and he can't believe it.
"Grandpa, you are back! We still have an agreement!"
The skyless roar, sadness, runs through the sky, the beautiful and happy home, the kind and kind grandpa, just left, there is only one person left, helpless, lonely, lonely, and rushes to my heart.
He is sad and unwilling, but this is reality and it cannot be undone!
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or God’s mercy. There are gusts of wind blowing, dark clouds rushing from the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
In an instant, a violent wind blows, dark clouds cover the sky, thunder and lightning are blasted, the sky is like cracks in countless passages, and the torrential rain becomes a waterfall, pouring down!
Wutian stared at the sky blankly, tears like pillars, mixed with rain, blending into the earth.
Anger cloud rolls, like ten thousand horses galloping, thunder roars, like sky drum beats, showers pouring down, whipping the ground, rain splashing, utterly confused, as if comforting this lonely and cold heart , But this heart is getting lonely...
"呱呱", Xiaotian lay on his shoulders, sticking out his long tongue, licking Wutian's face, hoping to bring warmth.
And neither one nor a frog noticed. On Wutian's forehead covered by wet hair, the light became more and more radiant, like a moon, shining brightly.
"Da..."
At this time, heavy footsteps sounded in the wind and rain, Long He's expressionless face, like a puppet, strode over.