The eighth part, the two hundred and ninety-ninth chapter, correct the name of the boss [below]
The strongest among the three saints, due to something, both of their legs would be weak at the same time, and they would lose control and fall down if they couldn't stand! I believe this fact will not be recognized by anyone with a little bit of martial arts knowledge, but this extremely ridiculous thing is
This happened!
"Hehe... While you are gnashing your teeth and resenting the boss, your descendants are hunting down the boss's descendants. They are really filial and have fulfilled your wish..."
Wu Juecheng sneered: "Boss gave up his life and soul for us. Now his dead soul is gone, he has no cigarettes, no descendants, and he has to bear the eternal infamy, but you are still sitting here drinking.
Even the boss’s seat is gone. Your revenge has been so thorough that it’s hard not to admire, to the point of admiration..."
The three of them were trembling all over, and their bodies were like sieving chaff.
"The feelings of the Nine Tribulations moved heaven and earth! Touched heaven and earth? Bah! Hehe, hehe, hehe..." Wu Juecheng sneered repeatedly. Full of ridicule and ridicule; but with the sneer, tears finally fell down.
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"Is this really happening?!" Jun Weiling's voice trembled, and he suddenly roared: "Even if this is really happening, how did you know about it?! What you said are just conjectures, what real evidence is there?!
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"You actually want to ask me for evidence?! Where do you really mean it? With so many realities in front of you, you still need substantial evidence? Unfortunately, I really have no evidence. Apart from what I have seen, everything else is contemporary.
The Nine Tribulations Sword Master told me!" Wu Juecheng said calmly: "He should be the last generation of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, and this Nine Tribulations Sword Master is the good boy you just talked about, the one who killed Mo Yun
The son of the Emperor of Heaven!"
"I entered the Nine Heavens Palace with him; at the same time, there were also his brothers! His brothers from the Nine Tribulations!"
Wu Juecheng's voice was full of envy: "This Nine Tribulations Sword Master has surpassed the limits of the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters in the past, and led his brothers to ascend to the ninth level of the sky. At that time, more than a dozen golden bridges falling to the sky fell at the same time.
The Tribulation Sword Master and his brothers each take one and ascend at the same time!"
"I stood on another overpass at that scene, watching it with fascination, and my heart was full of envy! They are brothers who are united and have no doubts; but what about us..."
"Second brother...you...stop talking..."
"Don't say it? Why don't you say it? Do you think I want to tell you? What I said today, do you think it is for you? Do you deserve it? I just don't want the boss to die and have to bear an unbearable reputation...
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Jun Weiling and Yan Huanmeng listened blankly, then suddenly cried out, completely losing all control of their bodies, howling and crying bitterly. They covered their faces with both hands, and the raging tears fell wantonly from between their fingers.
leak out.
Ximen Wanli sighed long and hard, one after another, with tears pouring down from his sighs.
The person whom I have hated for tens of thousands of years is actually the person who has the deepest kindness to me? But I hate my elder brother, my benefactor, the person who sacrificed everything for me, sacrificed everything...
Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years of scolding!
How ridiculous! How ridiculous!
How ungrateful!
Also, if the eldest brother’s line of heirs is really cut off in the hands of his descendants...
Do I really still have a face to live in this world?!
The second brother is right, am I worthy? Am I worthy of being called brother?!
After a silent sob, Ximen Wanli said leisurely: "My feet are on the sky, my sword is pointing to the east of the white clouds! Who dares to hurt my brother?!"
Suddenly, everyone was shocked from the bottom of their hearts.
I heard this sentence before.
The boss said it!
But there has never been a moment like this. When I heard these words, I was almost shocked like thunder. It was like a heart that had been cold for tens of thousands of years. When I heard these words,
For a moment, it suddenly became boiling hot!
"Boss! Boss!!" Jun Weiling roared, lying on the ground, hitting the ground with his fists, howling and sobbing.
Wu Juecheng's words, when I think about them again at this moment, are like the sharpest needle, piercing deeply into the heart! The three of them are all so painful that they can hardly breathe. The pain is so severe
Open your heart.
"Hehe... When you are gnashing your teeth and resenting the boss, your descendants are hunting down the boss's descendants. They are really filial and have fulfilled your wishes... The boss has been fighting for us for us.
You have sacrificed your life and soul, and now the dead souls are gone, you have no cigarettes, no descendants, and you have to bear the eternal infamy, but you are still sitting here drinking, and the boss's seat is gone, your hatred is
The retribution was so thorough that it is impossible not to admire and admire me so much..."
The more they thought about it, the more regretful they became. They felt that even if they were really dead now, it would already be tens of thousands of years too late!
Yan Huanmeng sat blankly with eyes wide open, as if he was an ownerless body completely devoid of life and soul.
After a long, long time, there was a sudden growl in the throat, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth, dripping down. Suddenly, he opened his big mouth full of blood and cried loudly: "Boss, I'm sorry for you... I've been scolding you all these years, I'm not
Humans are beasts, heartless beasts..."
"I want to go back, I want to go back now, I want to kill those little bastards!" Jun Weiling's eyes were red and he was full of murderous intent: "How dare you attack the descendants of the boss! These bastards are still my descendants.
What!"
"You don't need to do anything..." Wu Juecheng smiled bitterly: "The cycle of nature and the consequences are not good. Your and my family have disappeared in the wind... I don't know who destroyed it, or whether it was a new one.
A generation of Nine Tribulation Sword Masters, or they themselves have been completely blinded by profit..."
Jun Weiling was stunned and shouted: "Well done! Well done!"
When they say that the family established by their descendants has finally been exterminated, these people are naturally sad and inexplicable. However, this was already tens of thousands of years ago; most importantly, whenever they think of their wrong ideas over the years, they will feel sad.
Thinking of the possibility that the descendants of my boss would be killed by his own descendants...
A few people are so miserable that they don't want to think about it anymore, and many more people don't dare to think about it anymore.
The old man Wu Juecheng burst into tears.
Wu Juecheng had already been excited once when she heard what Chu Yang said before, but this time, facing the brothers who had the same experience of life and death in the past, the regret and grief in her heart could no longer be concealed, and she burst into tears.
At the same time, countless questions were answered one by one by Wu Juecheng.
"Why does our boss need to make such a sacrifice?"
"Why doesn't the Nine Tribulations Sword Master have to do that now?"
"Why?"
"Why is it so unfair to our boss?"
Wu Juecheng choked with sobs as he answered these questions one by one. The three of them burst into tears and couldn't stop crying.
It turns out that the Nine Tribulations Sword in the hands of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master has its own origin and mission. The boss... actually has not yet met its requirements, and finally had to...
After a long, long time, the four people finally stopped feeling sad in their hearts.
Jun Weiling, Ximen Wanli and others took it upon themselves to make a new table, with ten seats arranged neatly around it. One in the middle was majestic and solemn.
But it is empty, with nothing in it.
Seeing the re-established table, all four of them burst into tears again.
The position of boss has disappeared for tens of thousands of years.
Today, it was finally established for him again.
But, where is the boss now?
The brothers are all here, but where is the boss who has done the most, shouldered the most, and thought the most about the brothers?
When they think of this, the four of them are so heartbroken that they can't help themselves.
For the next whole day and night, these four people didn't sleep a wink. They kept talking, talking, and reminiscing about the past...
Early morning.
"Second brother, come back with us." Jun Weiling's eyes were red.
Wu Juecheng slowly shook his head: "It's a matter of common life for you to fight against the devil. I...my cultivation level is not enough; even though I am not afraid of sacrifice, with my current cultivation level, I can barely go.
In the battle, I will only be a drag on you. I don’t want to burden others or myself.”
Wu Juecheng shook his head resolutely: "Right now, I still focus on practicing hard and improving my own cultivation. When my cultivation is enough, I will naturally come to you!" After a pause, Wu Juecheng said: "You must take care of yourself.
·At least wait until the day I go to see you!"
The three of them shook their heads sadly at the same time, with infinite regret: "What's the point of taking care... The boss has died for us for thousands of years. It is a sin for us to live one more day than the boss."
Wu Juecheng said lightly: "What you said is wrong. What you are sorry for the boss is that you did not understand his intentions. Regardless of whether you are willing or not, you must work hard to live, and you will live together with the boss. The final fate of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master
The mission is to decisively fight against the devil. Although the boss is gone now, we brothers cannot be ashamed of the boss. The only purpose of our future life is to eliminate the devil. Those who dare to commit suicide are not only sorry for me, but also for yourselves.
, I’m even more sorry for the boss sacrificing his life to protect us.”
"The Nine Tribulations of the past are all on this battlefield of demons. Everyone is working hard to kill the enemy. We must not lag behind the other Nine Tribulations."
"As soon as I reach my cultivation level, I will rush over and fight the devil together with my brothers."
"If anyone doesn't cherish his own life and gives up lightly, then he is really sorry to the boss."
"Remember, your current life is not only for yourself, but also for the boss and for the boss!"
Wu Juecheng said solemnly: "When we kill all the demons... then we will have a chance to ask heaven to resurrect the boss!"
"This is my only pursuit for the rest of my life!" Wu Juecheng took a deep breath.
"Resurrect the boss?!" The three people's eyes sparkled at the same time.
At the level of three people, they have understood many, many things, and are gradually qualified to know many, many things; for example, the matter of resurrection, to ordinary people, is an extremely absurd thing, but it does not necessarily mean that it does not exist at all!
Now that everyone was reminded by Wu Juecheng's words, they all felt that it was really possible.
As long as the brothers work hard and accumulate enough military exploits to even out the boss's share, there will be no chance...
From now on, this is the goal that we brothers will strive for throughout our lives.
Boss, we must make you come alive!
＜In this chapter, due to plot needs, more than 100 words are repeated. So I will give you an additional 200 words.