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The Final Volume¡ªLegend of Immortals Chapter 193: All Out

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    I don¡¯t know when the howling wind stopped. Only snowflakes were left in the sky. The gray sky, mixed with strange red colors, always felt like the hell in my imagination. It was desolate, silent, lonely and a little cruel.  .  Time is in a cruel and fierce collision, and every minute and every second passes so long.  The collision between the two parties has become like a "meat grinder". Although it is not like a real war in the world, it often requires the lives of tens of thousands of people to be called a meat grinder. But here, it is a complete hand-to-hand fight and sacrifice.  Fallen people, dying crazily, and full of violent monsters. The bloody cruelty brought about by this struggle of power is not weaker than that of secular war.  The sacrifice of the fallen warrior has long been inevitable. The blood-stained corpse on the snow has hurt the medical pulse in his body. The pale, silent and lowered head is like sleeping peacefully.  The first pair of tragic brothers, the elder brother lost his arm and fell to the ground on his back. Under him was the corpse of a monster. The younger brother was lying less than 2 meters away from the elder brother, with a long trail of blood trailing behind him.  There were 4 or 5 monster corpses scattered along the road beside him.  I couldn't see my brother's expression, but I saw a smile on his face, as if he was still alive. He shouted happily for killing another monster. "I don't know how many such heroes there are on the battlefield. I can no longer help them."  Counting them one by one, even if it is so motivating, I cannot be numb even though fresh lives are dying almost every minute.  My grief is getting deeper and deeper. Looking at the scattered snowflakes, I feel that they are also crying, gently and softly covering the warrior who fell on the ground with a snow-white 'quilt'.  From silence to shouting, from shouting to the heavy breathing left now, the only thing that remains unchanged is the will to protect.  The altar on Yang Sheng's side has begun to take shape, and the sound of the dozen cultivators led by Wu Tian has reached the end of chanting. I can feel the horses that died first when I close my eyes, and the messy blood stains on the battlefield.  Under his spell, black energy was gathering rapidly. "Are you going to use this?" I whispered.  The blood on the battlefield is full of violence on the battlefield, and the innocent killing of horses is full of resentment. When these negative auras are combined, those who are affected will become extremely crazy. "He is a high-ranking figure, the same Kunlun preacher  Shouldn't it be full of righteousness? Of course, when people's hearts have fallen, the methods they use have also fallen." Facing the cruel battlefield, the old leader didn't say a word, but when he saw Wu Tian's methods.  When it was finally revealed, the old leader made such a long comment.  He was still standing beside me, motionless. But at this moment, Master, who had been sitting at the front and watching Uncle Hui, slowly walked towards me.  ¡°Is Master also the one who wants to accompany me all the way to the end?  I had no way of guessing, but I saw him holding the tobacco pole nonchalantly. The white robe that was once the symbol of the Snow Mountain Line was also crookedly worn by him. He had his hands behind his back, and his messy hair and beard made me feel a little dazed.  Reminiscent of Chen Cheng's childhood, he saw his master still like this, walking towards him in the village.  The two figures are constantly overlapping each other. No matter how time passes, some memories are still the same as they were at the beginning.  On the way Master came, I saw many practitioners standing up one after another, including Wu Liyu. I couldn't believe it and saw an acquaintance among them. It turned out to be Brother Yuan Yi. The wind blew their clothes, but their expressions were like  The lit fire felt like it was just saying the same thing, it was finally our turn.  Within a short distance, Master quickly walked in front of us. He clasped his fists at the old master, and the old master actually clasped his fists at him and said, "Before the Formation of Heaven's Punishment was formed, I left it to you, Yang.  Sheng will definitely try his best to destroy it. ""Don't worry." The master said simply, which was his promise.  "Chen Chengyi, come down here." After speaking to the old master, the master looked at me.  I am actually a little confused. Am I Chengdao or Chengyi?  But after hearing his words, I subconsciously walked in front of him. At this moment, I felt inexplicable courage and great sadness, but I also understood that this was his journey.  "If I am destined to be here to watch him finish this journey, then what I should give is this kind of watching, cruel but happy for him, and face death with a heart that makes him happy and has no regrets.  ¡°This is not what I am doing alone. The young people standing around me are doing this. Behind each of them is a huge shadow of sadness.  The wind that had stopped just now was blowing up the snowflakes again. Master squinted at the sky and started to drift towards the north again. He said softly: "Well, it's a good weather." I didn't say anything.Because I am already in a trance where I am completely unaware of myself, but it is so natural, as if there is no dispute. I am just dragged by the sadness and dare not speak. It is not suitable for tears in a place like the battlefield.  , monsters die from time to time. The sacrifice of life by the warriors is so insignificant at this time. There is a kind of precarious fragility, but how heroic. It is all their own will that sublimates and dyes the sky red.  "I'm going." Lowering his head, Master said to me again.  "Master." My throat was rolling, and I could only say this sentence. I didn't know how to express it. One sentence of "Master" is worth a thousand words.  "Haha" he laughed, then looked at me, the kindness in his eyes came back, put his hand on my shoulder, and said: "I know you have grown up, standing on the big rock, looking majestic and majestic. Wait a minute."  I have to walk the most difficult road, and I am a man!" At this point, he paused again and said to me: "I also know that you are back." I knew what he meant by "come back."  It means that Chen Chengyi is back, I want to deny that I am not!  However, I can't deny it myself. Why do all my emotions belong to Chen Chengyi?  "Let's go." He put the dry tobacco rod into my hand and said, "Keep this for me so I can come back. I can still smoke but I don't want to smoke anymore. It's not a good thing to just dump it here." He  When I said this, I had turned around and my voice gradually became quieter and less audible. I thought I was not crying. I was just standing there in a daze. The snowflakes in front of me were almost blinding me. However, my thoughts were interrupted by the sudden voice next to me.  .  "It's very uncomfortable to laugh and cry. It hurts to a certain extent. Are you crying without knowing that you are crying?" I turned my head and saw a face with a soft and handsome look, but it was the most vulgar stand.  Fa, Da Ma stood in front of me with a golden sword.  I didn¡¯t say anything. He had already stuffed a cigar into my mouth. Regardless of my opinion, he took it away from my mouth, lit it for me, and then stuffed it into my mouth again.  "Look how nice I am to you. I just saw you hugging my daughter-in-law. For the sake of seeing you as her senior brother, I won't argue with you and even smoke my favorite cigar for you. No matter how much I save myself,  , there are only two. It seems that no matter how much I miss my grandpa, he is still gone." Xiao Chengqian seemed to talk a lot.  Although the cigar smoke obscured his face, I saw the tears on his cheeks were still wet and felt that my own face was equally cold. I didn¡¯t know whether I was talking about him or me when I cried.  I also took a puff of his cigar for a long time, and the taste became weak. What is it that he cherishes so much?  Maybe it's the only thing he wants to affirm after denying his past, right?  ¡°At least, he doesn¡¯t feel like he¡¯s making his past look too ugly in front of us.  I stood in the wind and silently glanced at Master's back. I felt that the wind and snow were getting stronger and I was about to be swallowed up by the wind and snow. At this time, a figure ran into my arms and cried softly: "Brother Chengyi, I  I'm so afraid that my father will stay asleep for years like before. "It's Chengyuan. I gently patted her back. This past is just the memory of me and her, a clean and small home, a strong girl, in the bedroom.  I took the sleeping eldest brother Yuan Yi to a different life that day.  And before my eyes, I still saw that figure falling down in that deserted village, and said to me: "Chen Chengyi, how powerful is our Yuan family? How is it better than your master?"
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