Zhao Ge: 101. Brother and sister
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"I care about your uncle, the last name is Zhou!"
Liao Gan was digging the black rock and cursing.
The jagged rock is pure black, black enough to swallow everything. Liao Gan dug and dug and sat down on the ground. He stared at the ground in a daze, wondering how there could be people in the world who would die to this point.
Do you understand what is meant by "a gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years"!
Do you understand? !
Isn’t it because the Qingming Pagoda was in trouble, or because the brothers and sisters were all dead, and I don’t want to take revenge. I am a man if I die! He's a **** coward!
"Coward!"
Liao Gan yelled and cursed, he raised his hand and slapped himself firmly.
He staggered to get up, and suddenly the ground began to vibrate, and the long wind blowing in the forest of wild beast bones suddenly became stern, violent and violent. The wind blew across the ground, carrying broken bones and rocks high into the sky.
The rock formations under the feet sent disturbing vibrations from deep places.
Liao Gan raised his head and saw that in the violent wind, the bones of the wild beasts that stretched across the mountain suddenly began to break apart one by one. The white bones seemed to lose their prestige in an instant. Without the original luster, it broke into pieces in the strong wind lifelessly.
It was falling like a heavy snow.
Liao Qian stood up, stumbled back a step, and watched all the changes before him in amazement.
The blade-like gust of wind made wounds on him, and blood flowed down from his forehead and into his eyes. There was a layer of blood in front of him instantly.
The day of death on the horizon seems to have really shed blood. On the vast earth, the bones of the wild beasts that have slept here for tens of thousands of years are broken and disintegrated one by one, the skulls the size of the city gates, the ice mountain ridges The spine, the wing bones that were raised toward the sky like a sickle... all shattered and turned into overwhelming fragments, falling like snow on the black earth.
It's like a time that has been still for tens of thousands of years, and suddenly comes back. These bones are again incorporated into the gears of time, and tens of thousands of years of milling and erosion burst out in an instant.
The sky and the earth are vast, like an era crying.
Liao Qian opened his mouth, wanting to make a sound.
But as soon as I opened my mouth, I was taken a sip from the bone scraps in the wind. He lowered his head, pooh, pooh, spit out those dull and hard bones.
When he lowered his head, he found that the ground had also changed.
The vibrations in the rock formations became stronger and stronger, and there was already a thunderous rumbling echo. The dark, dark rock on the ground began to crack, and the rock underneath was shaken to the top—along with what was buried in the ground.
The rocks of Black Rock shook apart, and the underground things reappeared on the ground.
Liao Gan only felt that the goose bumps all over his body were getting up.
Under the black stone, there are overlapping bones, pressed layer by layer, one by one pale, and the skulls of countless people are exposed in the overlapping black, hollow eye sockets, facing the faint blankly The red horizon. There are tens of thousands of human bones buried underground in the entire circular open space.
In Bingzhou City, those who disappeared were buried here.
Bingzhou, 170,000 residents.
Standing on the layers of human bones, Liao Qian only felt cold all over.
The kind of chill that ice chips penetrate into the blood vessels.
Liao Qian seemed to understand the red patterns that were everywhere in the sky in the tower of prisoners. The tower of the prisoner gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and the 170,000 people in the state became the sacrifice to awaken it.
What the **** is it for the lives of 170,000 people?
Liao Gan only felt the confusion in his mind. He paled and walked deep and shallow among the piles of bones that were constantly being shaken out. For a while, he was surrounded by ghost circles in Binzhou City, and for a while he was a prisoner. Under the deserted tower, Zhou Wenan, who was pale, gave him a relieved smile.
He stepped on the round skull from time to time-there is no way to manage that this is not a morality.
The layers are all human bones. The ribs are pressing against the leg bones, the skull is buried under the metacarpal bones, one is stacked on top of each other, no matter whether it was good or bad, everyone is squeezed together intimately at this time, and the corpses are overlapped and can’t distinguish each other . Liao Gan walked with his scalp numb, trying to crawl out of this pile of human bones.
Liao Qian thought he was walking among the bones, but he was actually crawling and rolling.
Crawling, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something different on the overlapping bones.
So he half-rolled over from the pile of bones, reached out and took the contents of the bones.
It was a waist card cast by Ye Tie, with the three characters "Jiuxuanmen" engraved on the front, and the small characters "Gan Vein Chen Yan" on the back-this is the waist card of the disciple of the Jiuxuanmen.
Liao Gan grabbed this waistband, the expression on his face looked like crying and laughing.
"The surname Zhou——"
He yelled hysterically with his throat.
"Your brother and sister, they are here!! They are here!!!"
He pulled his throat and yelled at the bottom.
A fierce long storm blew across the earth like a monarch, rolling up many bones and spinning them up to the sky. Liao Gan's face was distorted, as if crying and laughing, he put away the bones with his waistband, and dug in the bone pile like crazy.
The wind blew his hysterical voice far, far away.
On the vast earth, broken bones are scattered like snow, the deep black earth trembles, rugged rocks rubbing, and the voices of people in the drastically changed world are torn very long:
——Your brother——Sister——They are here——
——here——in——ah——
…………………………………………………………………………………………
"They call you brother."
Jun Wanbai raised his head and said softly.
She thought of the young man in the Qingming Pagoda who had pushed everyone behind the ice wall, and the man turned around to meet the space vortex swept by himself. I think of standing on the Qingyu flying boat, standing in the wind and pulling the golden crow longbow...
That's a "senior brother"!
Brother, sister.
Fighting between the same door in normal days is a fight, depending on how unpleasant other people are, whatever you want to say. However, if someone else yells "senior brother" and "senior sister" with full trust, then you have to fulfill the responsibility of being a brother and a sister. Junior brothers and sisters entrust you with trust. In the face of danger, you should stand up, even if you are afraid, you should draw out your sword and cut out your sword.
This is the senior sister! This is brother!
As a core disciple, he should be the first person to meet the danger.
Special status brings glory and responsibility.
As a big brother of the Jiuxuanmen, Bailishu did just that, so their core disciples were willing to obey his command in front of the misty birds. As the core disciple, whether it was she, Hezhou or Li Xin, they were definitely standing in front of ordinary disciples.
It has always been like this.
Brother, sister.
In these simple words, it is trust and sincerity.
"They call you brother..."
Jun Wanbai closed his eyes in agony, and those Jiuxuanmen disciples who had been attacked to death by their fatal weaknesses appeared in front of them, and their bodies had expressions of surprise and disbelief.
Even if Jun Wanbai doesn't like Shen Changge on weekdays, she never feels that Shen Changge is unqualified as the chief of the line.
Until today.
The smile on Shen Changge’s face disappeared. He stood blankly opposite Jun Wanbai and Li Xin, holding a black and white knife in his hand, and blood dripped down the blade slowly, dripping on There was a crisp "tick" on the ground, which was particularly dazzling.
He seemed to converge all his thoughts and emotions, and he became invisible.
At this moment, the people standing at the bottom of the Tower of Desolation are all wounded, and everyone has just tried hard. Shen Changge did have hidden strength, but it was not high enough to resist Jun Wanbai, Li Xin, Qiu Qianhe, Swordsman and Monk Mingxin.
It was the prisoner tower that made his strength soar in an instant.
Countless blood vessel-like formation patterns gather at this bottom layer, continuously pour the powerful force into the sword in the singer of Shen Chang, relying on this external force, Shen Changge is able to block Jun Wan with the power of one person. Bai waited for a joint attack of five people.
However, it was precisely because of the external power source that Shen Changge could not fully grasp it, so he could not completely defeat Jun Wanbai.
Shen Changge's robe sleeves embroidered with water moire are shattered, and his body is also injured, not as elegant as usual.
He stretched out his hand to remove the waist card from his waist, paused, and the knuckles of the hand holding the waist card were slightly white.
Shen Changge lowered his eyes, turned his waist card, and looked at the words "Shen Changge, Chief Qianmai" engraved on the back of the waist card. He didn't know what he was thinking, looking at the words "Shen Changge", a faint ridicule flashed across his face. Raising his hand, shaking his wrist, he threw his waist card at Jun Wanbai and Li Xin.
"Shen Changge has never been a person."
The voice of the young man wearing the water moiré pattern was a little dumb, with a somewhat imperceptible dryness.
Jun Wanbai and Li Xin understood what he meant:
——The name Shen Changge was fake from the beginning.
Li Xin laughed coldly, and the knife in his hand turned without hesitation, and slashed with a sharp wind.
With a click, the waist card split into two, and the words "Chief of Qianmai" and "Shen Changge" were completely separated.
There is no need to say anything.
What the **** Shen Changge is called, who is Shen Changge, and what secrets he has... Don’t worry about it. Anyway, the person standing in front of them will no longer be the Nine Profound Sect. He is the chief of the line, and he doesn't deserve to be called "Senior Brother Shen" by the disciples of the Jiu Xuan Sect.
The moment the waist card was cut to pieces, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and a rain of blood suddenly fell from the sky.
The expressions of everyone changed, and the mysterious iron gate on the ground suddenly opened, and the power of the violent space burst out from the prison below.