Chapter 1312 Death is well deserved, death is worthwhile, death is heavy
Chapter 1312: A worthy death, a worthy death, a heavy death
Above the nine heavens, a bird can travel thousands of miles.
The hundred-foot giant dragon following behind had a cold light on its pitch-black dragon scales, and its eyes as big as copper bells stared at the two people in front of them, standing proudly in the wind with their fingers intertwined.
The hundred-foot giant dragon's eyes moved downwards and glanced at Suzaku, showing a melancholy look.
it......
Are you about to lose your job?
On the other hand, the massacre sword on Ye Mohan's waist was so sore that it lost its tenacity and shook a few times.
The divine sword for protecting the country on Chu Yue's back gave off an energetic and high-spirited aura.
After a while, Chu Yue discovered an army and followed the road north, feeling surprised.
In the wild hunting wind, Mu Fengming folded his arms around his chest, his armor invulnerable, his black hair spread freely, and his dark cloak swaying.
She crossed her arms across her chest and raised her eyebrows, "Little one, don't you welcome me, general?"
"General Mu can go with us, I will certainly welcome you."
Chu Yue smiled and said.
"That is--"
Mu Fengming spoke so openly and pointedly: "I am afraid that although the northern border is the main place for the competition, in troubled times, it may be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, so I will personally guard it, so that I can feel at ease."
These words were insinuations, as if they were saying that Ye Mohan was not protective enough.
Ye Mohan was not annoyed at all. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and said casually: "General Mu, as the first-class general of the Imperial Army, should be busy with official duties, but he is free."
"Ye Di, as the lord of a region, has to take care of everything and is busy with everything, so doesn't he have time like this?"
Mu Fengming said jokingly.
Chu Yue looked at the two of them with a rather helpless expression.
Suzaku sped up its flight speed.
Listening to these personal conversations, it really gave Mr. Que a headache!
The beasts and birds behind them risked their energy to eat milk and hurried on.
I don’t know if this Suzaku didn’t have apples or chicken legs, and it’s because of the wrong tendons that it flew so fast.
...
The northern border has high mountains and long roads, and is north of the mainland.
Yan Nanji and other academy disciples were busy preparing for the competition on the way.
But in the southern suburbs of Dongli, in front of Xiao Bai's new grave, there was nothing but the sound of birds chirping.
The tall branches shed dappled sunlight.
A haggard figure walked out from the shadow of the tree alone.
Xiao Tianyou's right sleeve was hanging down weakly without the support of his arms.
He seemed to have aged for more than ten years overnight.
Half of his hair is white, making him look even more tired and older.
Now he was not wearing the armor of the Protector General, but was wearing plain clothes, and was walking forward shakily.
Xiao Tianyou's only good left hand was holding a pot of wine.
He sat next to the new grave, leaning against it, as if he was still holding his hand and taking him to the shooting range for training, just like he did when his eldest son was young.
"My old Xiao family produces heroes."
Xiao Tianyou leaned against the new grave, his plain robe stained with foam from the soil of the tomb, but he didn't care at all, he raised his head and raised his hands to take a swig of wine.
The wine spilled on Xiao Tianyou's face, on top of the new grave.
Xiao Tianyou laughed: "Xiao Bai, you deserved your death, your death was worthwhile, your death was as heavy as a mountain! My father is proud of you."
He tilted his wrist and sprinkled the remaining liquor on the grave, smiling proudly.
Just smiling, Xiao Tianyou buried his face on the grave, his shoulders shaking from crying, and uncontrollable tears covered his face.
"It's not hard to be a father."
Xiao Tianyou choked up and said: "I am very happy to be a father. I am crying with joy. I come to see you and I, the Xiao family soldiers, on our last journey."
He was afraid of losing his temper in front of everyone, so he sent his eldest son to Huangquan Road alone.
Xiao Tianyou clutched the mud with his left hand, and his face was filled with old tears and new scars, and he wailed slightly: "How can you let me live like this? How will I explain to your mother when I go underground in the future?"
Xiao Tianyou buried his head in tears and lost control of his emotions.
"Pfft——"
Qi and blood surged up, and Xiao Tianyou spit out a mouthful of blood.
He sat on the ground in despair, raised his hand to touch the cold grave, smiled and cried: "How can you live as a father?"
Behind the shadow of the trees.
Xiao Ran, the second son of the Xiao family, looked at his father quietly, with his hands clenched and his lips turning white. He did not come forward to disturb the peaceful moment of father and son.
Xiao Ran's eyes were full of tears, falling like broken pearls.
He secretly swore to his brother under the blue sky and the nine ghosts.
In this life, I will inherit the aspirations of the Xiao family and the faith of my brother, and dedicate this life to the great journey of regaining the Xuanyuan Dynasty!!
He stayed with his father quietly until late at night, until Xiao Tianyou fainted in front of the grave, then went over to help his father back.
After taking a few steps, Xiao Ran paused and stopped.
He looked back at the new grave and grinned.
"Brother, you can go with peace of mind. Leave Lili and your father to me, and leave the Shenwu Kingdom to me. One day I will go to the Yama Palace and tell you about the rise and prosperity of Shenwu."