Wen Ju sighed involuntarily as he looked at Zhi Xiang, who was flying in the air with his wings as if he were a real living being.
Click——
Zhixiang is not beautiful, but it is shocking enough.
It made a mechanical sound, turned its head in the air, and flew in one direction.
"Are you... showing me the way?" Wen Ju understood the meaning of Zhixiang, and also woke up to the true meaning of Zhixiang.
This is the backhand left by Ji Chao, many backhands.
Click——
Zhixiang made a mechanical sound again, raised his altitude, and hovered over Wenju.
"Ah!" Wen Ju came to his senses, quickly took up the burden again, and followed Zhi Xiang's footsteps.
Zhixiang flew forward, and when passing by a high sky, ripples appeared in the air like water.
The ripples grew bigger and bigger, a curtain of light slowly emerged, and then a gap appeared as if a portal was opening.
Wen Ju didn't waste any time and quickly walked through the gap.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally set foot on this land called the Central Plains again.
The gap had not yet been closed, Wen Ju stood in the Central Plains, staring blankly outside the Central Plains.
It was a wild area, an area full of bloody and tragic memories for the four people.
Of those four people, one is good at deducing magic, one is taciturn, one is careless, and the other one only knows how to run away.
They once set foot on the plateau, they once traveled to the basin, they once swam through the forest sea, fighting and roaring to solve unimaginable terrifying dangers for their beloved land.
That is a story that should not be forgotten, but it is destined that no one will record it. It is a legend that Wen Ju cannot even think of.
He looked at the wild land and shed tears involuntarily.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
His whole body went limp, and he knelt on the ground, wailing toward the southwest, toward the rain forest, and toward the direction where Ji Chao died.
"My lord..."
Boom——
His head hit the ground hard.
"My lord——"
Zhixiang was hovering high in the sky, making "ka-ka" sounds constantly, but did not leave, as if waiting for Wen Ju.
The gap had disappeared. Wen Ju, who had a bloody head and a bloody head, stood up with tears in his eyes. He did not wipe the blood and tears on his face. He just gritted his teeth, took up the burden again, and started on the road again.
Knowing the direction guides him so that he can move towards his destination.
The scorching sun dried the blood on his face, and the dried blood turned black and soaked into his skin, making him look like a ghost.
We also met people along the way, but when the people saw the scary-looking Wen Ju, they were extremely afraid and avoided him. Some people even named Wen Ju who was carrying the load "Xuanmiangui", and some were not afraid of him.
The children stoned him.
But he didn't pay attention, and his withered body still followed Zhixiang's footsteps, walking eastward.
During this period, when someone wanted to shoot Zhi Xiang out of the air with a bow and arrow, Wen Ju directly picked up a stick and smashed it at him, beating the man half to death, and then continued on his way.
He has walked through the high mountains and ridges outside the Pass, and through the Gobi rainforest outside the Pass. What he is walking on now is the beautiful scenery of the Central Plains.
I don’t know how long he has been walking. Maybe he has lost consciousness long ago. His body is already skinny and skinny, and his back is extremely bent under the weight of the burden.
But he was still walking, following his direction, walking with a dull look in his eyes.
From the southwestern border to the river, and then all the way east along the river, everyone who saw him along the way was amazed.
A rumor about a black-faced ghost chasing a strange bird spread in the Central Plains.
He has gone from the scorching summer to the snowy winter.
Until you reach a certain place.
This place is called Xiaxiang, and it is already the center of the old Chu land.
Carrying his burden, he came to the ruins of a large house and stopped.
Zhixiang fell on his shoulder and woke him up.
"Kaka--" Zhixiang made a sound from his throat.
"Zhi... Xiang..." His voice was hoarse and dry, and he could no longer hear clearly. He looked at the weird big bird Zhi Xiang.
Snow covered the ruins, but Wen Ju had already guessed where this place was.
"This...should be...my lord's former home..."
He put down his burden and let the Xiang brothers touch the ground.
The moment it touched the ground, a sudden change occurred.
The two brothers opened their eyes together and stood up from their leather bags.
The two brothers look about sixteen or seventeen years old, a little immature, but they are already very tall.
The two brothers stood on the ground, looking confused.
Wen Ju became excited, but the physical exhaustion made him stumble involuntarily, startling the brothers.
Xiang An quickly supported Wen Ju: "Um...are you Wen Ju?"
"Remember me? Xiang An?" Wen Ju stroked Xiang An's head with his withered hands, and then looked at Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu frowned: "I, I think, I'm not sure..."
"Where is this?"
Wen Ju took a few deep breaths to calm down his mood, and spoke slowly in his dry voice.
"This is Xiang's residence. Your father, Xiang Chao, asked me to take you to find your uncle."
"But now it seems..."
Wen Ju's eyes moved to the ruins of Xiang's house and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Ka-" Zhixiang made an unpleasant mechanical sound again and flew up.
Wen Ju raised his head with difficulty with his deformed spine and glanced at Zhi Xiang, then looked at Xiang Yu and Xiang An with a bloodless face.
"let's go."
"This is Lord Xiang... showing us the way."
His smile was ugly and ferocious.
The ignorant Xiang Yu and Xiang An couldn't help but believe him and followed him.
This is a kind of unfamiliar familiarity, deja vu.
Their intuition and cognition told them that the person in front of them, this ugly and terrifying weirdo, was worthy of trust.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The three of them embarked on the journey again, as always.
It was windy and snowy along the way, but for some reason the three of them walked with determination.
Finally, they arrived at Kuaiji.
Zhixiang stopped in front of another large house.
It's still Xiang Zhai, but it's not the same Xiang Zhai as before.
Wen Ju knocked on the door of Xiang's house.
After a while, a powerful man came out.
He opened the door and looked at the person in front of the door, and couldn't help but be startled.
"I'm looking for...Xiang Liang." Wen Ju's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
The man took a step back and looked at Wen Ju warily: "...I am, who are you?"
"I'm here to entrust...your eldest brother's two sons..." Wen Ju pointed at Xiang Yu and Xiang An.
"This...?" Xiang Liang was confused about the situation for a while.
"...this bird...is proof."
Zhixiang stopped on Wen Ju's hand, and Wen Ju's voice suddenly changed and became relaxed.
"You!?" Xiang Liang looked at the big machine bird in surprise, but saw that the big machine bird gradually shrank and turned into a small machine bird.
Memories suddenly come back to me.
"...Brother?" He took Zhixiang and looked at Xiang Yu and Xiang An again.
The withered black-faced ghost suddenly fell down.
"This—!?" Xiang Liang was startled and wanted to help him.
However, this support startled him.
This weirdo has almost no weight on his body.
But this weirdo had a relaxed smile on his face.
"Lord Xiang Chao, with this, my mission... will be completed..."