"Prince An? Wang Bo?" Chen Luo was shocked.

In that time and space of the previous life, Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin and Luo Binwang combined the "Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty". After writing "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", he crossed the sea to visit his father. When he returned, he fell into the sea and died at the age of 27.

In this world, there is naturally Wang Bo, but his fate has not changed. After climbing to the Star Picking Tower, he wrote "The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, and the autumn water and the sky are the same color", and led his team to the crystal demon world, and then

completely annihilated.

It is known in history as the tragedy of the crystal demon.

But this happened two hundred years ago!

Chen Luo looked at Wang Zi'an carefully and said, "Are you still alive?"

The prince An seemed not to hear Chen Luo's words and said to himself: "Bo knew he was about to die, so he left this spiritual message. I hope that the same clan in the future can inherit our will and escort Yunling back to our human race!

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Chen Luo's face flashed with doubt, and he knew in his heart that if nothing was wrong, the dead bone in the outside world should be Wang Bo, and here is just a message he left behind.

Chen Luo looked at the romantic and dashing Wang Bo, and a trace of sadness surged in his eyes. This was Wang Bo's waved his hand, and the space changed. Chen Luo raised his head. He was standing under a towering ancient tree, looking carefully.

Go, this towering ancient tree is the dead tree in front of the dead bones of the outside world. At this time, Wang Bo's voice also sounded again.

"Everything starts with this ancient Cangyun tree..."

...

"That day, I was full of energy and vowed to lead my comrades to steal more Yunmu from the barbarians. But..." Wang Bo's voice was low, "The barbarians actually produced a 'heart curse' barbarian spirit, broken.

In our combined attack formation, we fled, and we accidentally entered a valley and saw the 'Cangyun Ancient Tree'."

Chen Luo's eyes flashed before him, as if he saw hundreds of Confucian scholars surrounding the "Cangyun Ancient Tree", each with excitement on his face.

Wang Bo's figure appeared beside Chen Luo, looking at the ancient tree with memories in his eyes: "How Yun Wood was born has always been a mystery until we discovered the Cangyun Ancient Tree."

Chen Luo looked at the ancient tree and saw a gust of wind blowing through the ancient tree. A crystal light spot was blown up by the wind and landed on an ordinary tree next to it. The tree absorbed the crystal light spot and actually gave birth to

After the power of luck, under Chen Luo's gaze, it turned into a lucky tree.

Chen Luo's eyes froze, and he remembered the Kun spirit.

Wang Bo still said to himself: "This ancient tree has turned into a demon, but the grass and trees have turned into demons, only essence and energy, and there is no god."

Chen Luo nodded secretly. This is the case with the seven gourd dolls in the family. He gave them "god" stories with the story of "gourd dolls".

"I have reached an agreement with Cangyun ancient tree. Cangyun ancient tree follows us and returns to the human race, and the human race can give it a god. But..." Wang Bo's voice fell, "The 'heart curse' Man Ling is actually here

I have a spell dropped on my body and I can hear the conversation I am waiting for."

"We carried the ancient Cangyun tree. As soon as we left the valley, we were besieged by the barbarians."

"In less than half a day before we return, we must protect the ancient tree of Cangyun."

The space changed again. Chen Luo saw that Confucian scholars were running desperately on Qianfengyuan. Suddenly, someone turned around and shouted: "The barbarian is chasing him."

"Break the rear!"

In an instant, dozens of Confucian scholars turned around, left the team, and ran towards the barbarians. While running, Chen Luo heard them chanting verses one by one—

"The sea in autumn is full of fog, and the ministry is out in the early morning."

"Haohao and Yuantian are combined, and the sun is smooth and beautiful."

"I just saw that my hair was white, and I looked at my clothes tightly."

"The road cavalry is not divided, and the suburbs are like losing."

As the poem shouted out, a fog suddenly grew. In this fog, the young Confucian scholars who recited the poems became older one by one, with their black hair turning into snow, and their tight skin quickly

Slack, those faces that were originally full of youth turned into gullies in a blink of an eye. While running, they fell to the ground one by one and never got up again.

But the fog that the poem calls is getting thicker and thicker.

...

Time and time, the barbarians rushed out of the fog, and again and again, a group of Confucian scholars turned around and rushed towards the barbarians without hesitation with their poems.

"Break the rear!"

"Break the rear!"

"Break the rear!"

After the break, fewer and fewer Confucian scholars were found, until the end, there were only ten people around Wang Bo. But at this moment, the barbarians once again chased after him.

Wang Bo's voice beside Chen Luo was filled with sadness: "I am their leader, I should be the first to turn around. However, they put all their hopes on me."

At this moment, in the running figure, nine people resolutely turned around—

"Break the rear!"

They rushed towards the barbarians like a tide, and Chen Luo saw clearly that the only person who had not turned around and was still running was Wang Bo.

...

"The last time is left." Wang Bo said, "I was forced to hide in a valley."

At this time the space was changing, and Chen Luo came to the cave outside where he was before.

"This cave is easy to defend but hard to attack. The barbarians want to trap me in it." Wang Bo said softly, and Chen Luo saw that Wang Bo in that picture sat cross-legged and promoted the ancient tree of Cangyun from the storage bag.

Release it out.

"Can't go back..." Wang Bo's voice was filled with sorrow, "Bo disappointed all the comrades."

"I can't bring the Cangyun Ancient Tree back to the human race."

"But!" Wang Bo's voice suddenly became excited, "We didn't lose!"

"We can't do it, there will be people who will come back!"

"I reached a second agreement with Cangyun Ancient Tree."

"I give my soul and become the 'god' of the ancient tree. It continues to wait, waiting for the human race!"

Chen Luo saw Wang Bo sitting cross-legged in front of the ancient tree, muttering in the air, a blue light slowly floated out of Wang Bo's body and threw himself into the ancient tree of Cangyun. The ancient tree of Cangyun suddenly trembled.

After a moment, a crystal light ball was born from the ancient tree. The light ball kept twisting and eventually turned into the shape of a fish.

That Kun Spirit!

Seeing the birth of Kun Ling, Wang Bo smiled. His body quickly decayed, and in the end he was only a dead bone.

At this time, Wang Bo, who was standing beside Chen Luo, bowed deeply to Chen Luo again.

"The Yangtze River has been sad and stagnant, and thousands of miles of thoughts are about to return."

"What's more, it's the wind is high and the yellow leaves fly."

As the homesick song "In the Mountains" sounded, the last message left by Wang Bo finally slowly disappeared.

Chen Luo's eyes were moist.

For two hundred years, everyone knows the sorrow of the crystal demon, but no one knows what is happening behind the sorrow of the crystal demon. Even for two hundred years, some people have been scolding those Confucian scholars and Wang Bo, believing that

It was their failure that ruined the human race's luck.

Have they heard the "broken rear" that resounded through the sky!

Have they ever seen Wang Bo's dying smile after resolutely sending out his soul?

They may understand the homesickness of the song "In the Mountains"!

Chen Luo bowed deeply to the void.

"This time, we will break the back!"

...

Outside, Chen Luo opened his eyes.

He looked at Wang Bo's corpse in front of him, bowed again, took out the storage order, and put it in it. There seemed to be something in his heart that was stuck, feeling so uncomfortable.

"Why haven't Yunling seen the human race in the past two hundred years?"

"Why is the Gu Sect so familiar with the human race?"

"And..." Chen Luo took out the bones of the sunny beast, "How could this map marking the location of the spirit, be a barbarian thing?"

Questions circling in Chen Luo's heart. At this time, footsteps sounded in the cave passage. Chen Luo turned his head and saw Ye Dafu, Wang Bugui, Tian Xiangwan and Ji Zhong walked in.

"Xiao Ji?" Chen Luo saw the seriously injured Ji Zhong at a glance, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward.

"Who did it!"

At this moment, the world was full of vitality, and the dry trees were rustling, and a hurricane seemed to be stirring up in the cave.
Chapter completed!