The Supreme of Milky Way Chapter 61: Phantom, world
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Countless tears slipped, wetted the blue stone sitting down, and cried for a long, long time, seeming to be tired, Lu Feng raised his head and looked at the still bright sky, but his eyes were a kind of vicissitudes incompatible with his age mature. Thinking of myself just now, my parents had shed countless tears for the tragic death of their cavalry horses.
"In this life, I must do great things and fulfill my parents' last hope!"
In a trance, Lu Feng seems to think about how many times his parents kindly hugged himself and repeatedly said the repeated words.
"We Feng'er are destined to do big things. In the future, after you do something big, when someone sees us at that time, they will say 'Look, that's Lu Feng's father and mother, and his children have done big things. It's gone ... "
Tightly clenched his fists. In the eyes of the young Lu Feng, a flash of perseverance flashed again. Finally, the tired feeling made him sleep deeply ...
Gradually, Lu Feng grew up with the help of villagers. Later, he left the village for five years. When he returned after five years, many villagers did not know him. But in the remaining years, he worked hard, was helpful, and gained the favor of the villagers. Gradually, he became a family and married a beautiful girl in the neighboring village, a man working in the fields and a female husband, and their lives were carefree.
Gradually, Lu Feng has children. And because of today's unification, life is gradually getting better. The children play happily every day. Lu Feng looks at them kindly like their parents used to.
Riko, this is the day after day. Lu Feng seems to have forgotten his childhood hopes, he has forgotten his secret vows.
Unfortunately, the good times do n’t last long. Today, the old age is high and it is gradually unable to control the court, but the prince ’s candidate has not been there for a long time.
When there are only two princes today, the eldest prince is kind-hearted and diligent in loving the people. But the second prince is the first owl, **** killing. Originally, according to the opinions of many ministers, the crown prince was the most suitable candidate for Emperor-King. But today the Holy See seems to favor the second prince, and even implicitly means to make him the prince. If it is not obstructed by many ministers, then I am afraid that the attribution of the emperor has been finalized.
There was an open fight between the two princes. It's just a pity that the second prince fought in all directions and enjoyed endless glory and rights in the military. Except for the Holy Spirit, no one in the entire dynasty can take away his huge military power.
The great prince is frustrated everywhere, and the battle between the two is constantly climbing ...
"Bad! You are all bad!"
"Let me go, let me go!"
"Go!"
Wow ...
The sword is out of the sheath, the young face is solidified, full of panic and fear ...
"Dad ..."
"They killed his brother, they killed his brother ..."
"Little Bunny, annoying!"
Another blood splatter, another young figure disappeared, withered ...
"Dad! Save me! Save me!"
Keng!
Blood dispersion ...
"I fight with you!"
Lu Feng is crazy, and then rushed towards those officers desperately. However, he was still seriously injured with bare hands and fists, but he still hadn't fought those powerful officers. In the end, he fell into the pool of blood, looking at the dead wife and children, looking at the house of fly ash, in his eyes, a trace of regret, a trace of despair.
Indistinctly, he still remembers what the adult said to him in the chaotic army when he was young.
"Okay, I like you kid! Follow me, you are my righteous son! In the future, there will always be your share!"
He was passionate and passionate at that time. But after countless life and death, he was gradually afraid. The more between life and death, the more he feared death. On the eve of the decisive battle, his righteous father handed him a difficult task. Success, it is known for centuries, as the founding loyal minister. If it fails, it will die out and turn into a bone.
However, at this important moment, he retreated. He turned out to be a deserter ...
The Divine Army is defeated! The Celestial Army wins, and after World War I, Jiangshan Dading!
No one knows, it was only one person who decided the victory or defeat of this epic battle ...
The eyes of Lu Feng have closed ...
After a long time, Lu Feng gradually woke up, he found that he did not die. It's just that the body has been hit hard by the difficulty of healing. Looking at the village that has been completely ruined, Lu Feng no longer has any glory in his eyes. He dragged his broken body, found some herbs, and slowly healed his injuries ...
He used to be a quiet and peaceful village, but now he is the only one left. Lu Feng is still alive, he is just alive now ...
One ri, heavy rain and lightning, thunder and thunder made the whole village shaken by this terrifying lightning shock. Lu Feng was sitting on the ship, his eyes were still godless, ashes.
However, just at night, there were countless voices of soldiers and horses fighting outside the door. After a long time, the sound gradually stopped. At this time, his door was opened.
It was two people, one was covered with blood, and Lu Feng could feel it, and his life was about to die. And the other, the old-fashioned dragon clock, seems to have suffered the shock just now, and is already dying.
They looked at Lu Feng and finally sighed deeply.
"Give this to the second prince, and you will get the glory and wealth of the first generation. Remember, hand it to the second prince!"
The old man shivered and finally fell to the ground. And the guard who fought like this struggled to take out a roll of silk from his arms and handed it to Lu Feng.
In the face of these, a trace of volatility finally flashed in Lu Feng's eyes. He took the scroll in his hand and looked at the guard without sound. At this moment, he suddenly laughed!
He remembers, he still remembers clearly! Even if he is old, he no longer has the majesty of his time. But Lu Feng still remember clearly! He can have today's status, it is his Lu Feng handy! Who would have thought that with such a destiny arrangement, at his last moment, he would still have to rely on him Lu Feng to make this vast country produce a new monarch!
Take the scroll, and Lu Feng recognizes that it is a decree! Above, there are faintly ink and ink, with that bright red mark.
Finally, Lu Feng walked out of the door. At this time, he suddenly burst into laughter! Laugh, so crazy!
"The promise of childhood, I remember, I remember!"
"Father and mother, son's promise, remember it! I Lu Feng, remember it !!"
On the altar, Lu Feng's body is almost unreal. The countless desolate breath is lingering, and has begun to invade the body of Lu Feng gradually, his life fluctuations become more and more humble, it seems that the next moment is to extinguish the flame of life.
But at this moment, behind the Lu Feng, a ghost appeared ...
It ’s a pagoda, an indescribable pontoon without knowing how huge it is! It appears, there is only one layer, the high peak, forever hidden in the endless yin haze, can not see anything.
Tong Tian Bu Tu! That's the mysterious earth-raising float in Lu Feng's thinking space! Now, at the moment when Lu Feng's life is about to die, it appears!
The appearance of Tong Tian Bu Tu, is a kind of powerful beyond any words! The power is infinite, and began to circulate. In an instant, the entire ancient altar began to tremble. And at this moment, the three Exceptional God King Universe Highest Venerable condensed martial art avatars all woke up. Endless majesty rises likewise. In this quasi-perfect world constantly exudes a kind of extreme majesty. This kind of power, such dignity, just a trace of appearance, is enough to make the entire planet tremble, enough to wipe out any Divine Spirit strong!
However, at the moment, the martial arts incarnations of the three God King powerhouses could not shake the heaven and earth.
Lu Feng's body has begun to wither, invaded by a desolate breath, and has reached the edge of death. But the appearance of Tongtianbutu seems to be the most powerful guardian of Lu Feng! It continuously condenses countless transcendental breaths and begins to infuse into the body of Lu Feng, so that he is gradually recovering!
The Exceptional martial incarnations of the three major God Kings finally began to retreat under that powerful majesty. Finally, they lost the feeling of recovery, the majestic majesty disappeared, and they reverted to silence ...
In that illusory world, three days passed gradually. In these three days, Lu Feng has gone through too much.
Since leaving home, Lu Feng knows that he has fallen into a dispute over the dynasty. One after another, countless people have come to kill themselves. Lu Feng also understands that once he is found by any group of people, it must be the end of death. If it is the original, death is dead. But now! He can't die!
He, there are still final things that have not been done, and he still has n’t fulfilled his promise! How can he die!
With the experience of his youth, Lu Feng finally survived countless killings. But Lu Feng also knew that he was already dead soon. These days, he has suffered numerous traumas, and his body, which has never healed, has reached Extreme Limit. If it weren't for the last faith in his heart, then he would already be dead.
Finally, using various disguise, Lu Feng is still mixed into the Imperial City. So he came here so desperately, in addition to not many ri when he was, it is more because this ri son today is his last chance!
Today, it is the third ri after being assassinated and killed in the present holy day. It is also a pilgrimage offering, and it is also the rizi who elected the new emperor. Therefore, Lu Feng must come here today. This is his only chance and his last chance.
Entering the city, Lu Feng did not hesitate and ran directly to the last place of worship.
At this moment, there is already a crowd of people. Countless people are dressed in filial piety, or weeping in real or pretentious ways. And Lu Feng has become the only person standing.