The eighth chapter six hundred and twenty-fifth the emperor's relics
Zihao's voice continues...
"One hundred and thirty million extraterrestrial demons have all turned into powder in the Zixiao sky! And I am still fighting, and I will continue to fight all the way..."
"You must remember firmly... Never forget our Zixiaotian pride at any time! As long as there is one person left, we can continue to fight! As long as there is still breath, we will still keep fighting!"
"My child, at the last moment, let me sing you a song... Your mother has always wanted to sing to you... But she... Now, I will sing this belated song to you..."
After a period of silence, Zihao's voice sounded hoarse.
His singing was not beautiful, and his voice was hoarse as hell; but now, Zi Xieqing was listening carefully like a pilgrim...
"... Zixiaotian, Zixiaotian, this is our homeland...
…
This is our land...our paradise,
Who dares to invade... He will never return the favor...
…”
Zihao sang softly, as if there was no one else around, singing this song a cappella with all his heart and soul.
Tears flowed down Zi Xieqing's face, but she didn't dare to make any sound, not even to choke, for fear that even the slightest sound would disturb the singing. This singing belonged to her father, and she would only hear it once in her life.
Just a chance...
It can be heard that the surroundings of Emperor Zixiao are extremely chaotic.
And he also said just now that he is the only one left in Zixiaotian now.
So, what is next to him...
The answer is obvious - the extraterrestrial demon!
The Zixiao Heavenly Emperor, surrounded by millions of demons, sang a song to his child with great tenderness as if no one else was around... Although what he sang was actually a war song.
However, that deep father's love seems to have crossed the river of millions of years and arrived at this end!
In the picture, the noisy sounds all around suddenly fell silent.
A strange voice that was completely inhuman said: "Zihao! His Majesty the Emperor Zixiao! We are here!"
Then Zihao's voice breathed out softly and said: "My child...goodbye..."
Then he whispered: "Zixiao Pagoda... I hope you can wait until my child..."
Then suddenly all the sounds started to move away.
It should be that at this last moment, Emperor Zixiao used a peerless skill to reverse the universe and made Zixiao Pagoda leave him.
At that moment, there was a faint roar from near to far, but it was always full of heroic meaning...
Eventually it completely disappears and returns to nothingness.
But. Thinking about it, you can know that it must be the roar of the Emperor Zixiao who is sending out the final battle... Although the duration is very short, it disappears almost instantly... But at that moment, that moment. I heard this roar.
Chu Yang's blood suddenly boiled!
What a crazy fighting spirit that is!
This kind of momentum belongs only to Zihao!
Only belongs to...Zi Xiaotian Emperor!
The scene is finally over.
The Zixiao Tower quietly opened its door, and there was no one inside.
Waiting for the entry of Zi Xieqing.
Zi Xieqing was stunned for a long time, and suddenly cried like crazy: "Dad! Mom! Don't leave me..."
There was no response from the Zixiao Tower, only silence.
Chu Yang felt his face was wet. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to find that his face had been filled with tears for some time.
Zi Xieqing languished on the ground, staring blankly at the opened Zixiao Tower. But she didn't have the slightest desire to walk in.
Or perhaps, what she is looking at at this moment is not the reappearance of the Zixiao Pagoda, but the figure of her father who has disappeared from the picture.
Once we say goodbye, we will say goodbye forever. If we don’t see each other, we will never see each other again.
Even if there are countless treasures in the Zixiao Tower, so what if there are no parents there, so what if you go in?!
Since it has no meaning to me, then why should I go in there?!
Zi Xieqing, who was gradually recovering her thoughts, suddenly felt a sense of lack of interest; at the same time, while her heart became increasingly sad and uncomfortable, there was also a surge of intense, bitter happiness.
I finally met my father, my mother, and many elders, relatives, and friends. It turns out that I am really not an orphan. I have a family, relatives, old friends, hometown, and country...
Zi Xieqing was obviously smiling, but the tears in her eyes kept falling.
"Let's go in." Chu Yang came to her side and said softly.
"Go in...what are you going in for?" Zi Xieqing smiled sadly: "They are not inside anymore..."
Chu Yang took a deep breath and said: "They are no longer there. Or should I say, they have never existed there!"
This sentence was undoubtedly cruel, and Zi Xieqing became angry and looked at him fiercely.
Chu Yang completely ignored the beauty's fierce eyes and continued without pause: "Everything you just saw was just an illusory image from beginning to end, a completely unreal shadow... But, from now on, you enter
Everything you see in Zixiao Tower is real."
"Those are the real things your parents left for you. They will truly accompany you...throughout your life. From what things can you find the breath your parents left for you, and what breath is you?"
It should be truly cherished!" Chu Yang said softly.
Zi Xieqing's body trembled slightly, and her dull eyes suddenly glowed with a little life.
"So, that is the real gift they left for you... If you don't accept it, feel their breath, and understand their sincerity, even if they die, they will feel regretful." Chu Yang said seriously.
said.
"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going now!"
Zi Xieqing suddenly stood up, her body full of powerful vitality. She waved her hand to stop Chu Yang from continuing, and said softly: "Yes, you are right... that is the real thing they left to me."
"And those letters, those letters are the real thoughts my mother left for me."
As soon as those letters were mentioned, Zi Xieqing suddenly felt the urge to see those letters.
As the image ended, the door of Zixiao Tower opened, and the Nine Tribulations space had returned to calm. At this time, Mo Qingwu also came out of the room, pouting with an unhappy look on his face. When Emperor Zixiao spoke just now
, Mo Qingwu was actually completely blocked. At that time, she had no power of her own. It felt so depressing...
Fortunately, everything is over now, and the power of imprisonment has naturally disappeared...
The three of them entered the Zixiao Tower. The moment they entered, Chu Yang was severely shocked.
After the transformation, the Zixiao Tower has changed so much. It is directly an infinitely vast huge space. The large space also contains small spaces, and all materials are dazzling and everything you need.
Weapons and armor, from weapons used by children to magical weapons for adults, inheritance of skills, elixirs and elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures...everything you can think of can be found here.
Looking at each room one by one, the shock in the three people's hearts became more and more intense.
And all of this was temporarily prepared when Zihao was almost at the end of his rope, and it was equivalent to a treasure trove of everything. How exaggerated would it have been if it had been deliberately prepared by an emperor in his prime?
?
That's something no one can imagine.
Zi Xieqing stroked and played with each piece one by one, with a doting smile on her lips and tears in her eyes. Each of these cold things was filled with deep fatherly love in her eyes.
Deep maternal love.
She raised her face to the sky, crying and laughing at the same time. For a moment, she really felt that her spirit was a little hysterical. It was a hysterical surprise and warmth, but also a hysterical melancholy...
There are still longings, endless longings.
Father, mother.
Thank you.
Thank you for all this preparation for me!
Zi Xieqing closed her eyes and thanked her wholeheartedly.
It is you, it is everything you left behind that truly makes my life complete...
At the last moment of your life, you still thought about me so much...
I truly feel that I am no longer lonely or wandering, I am also someone who is cared about and cared about!
Zi Xieqing was very anxious at first to find the letters her mother had written to her, but as she looked through each room, her mood gradually calmed down.
These are all prepared by the father. The father's love may not be as direct or as gentle as the mother's, or even full of domineering... But it is this domineering that makes Zi Xieqing feel a kind of '
Being disciplined by parents is such a happiness.
"Chu Yang, tell me, if my father was still here...would he hit me when I was naughty?" Zi Xieqing asked, tilting her head, with a look of reverie on her face.
"I will definitely beat you hard!" Chu Yang said with certainty. I really don't know where he got the confidence from: "I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself!"
"Hmph!" Zi Xieqing snorted.
Mo Qingwu chuckled: "Chu Yang doesn't understand at all... A father may use a stick to beat his son to death, but he will never be cruel to his daughter...
At most, it’s just a few words of reprimand! You have to think about it for a long time before you say something harsh, how can you possibly take action..."
Chu Yang rolled his eyes: "How do you know this is the case? Has your father ever treated you like this?"
This sentence immediately offended two women at the same time.
"Huh!" Mo Qingwu and Zi Xieqing snorted at the same time, turned around and walked forward hand in hand.
Finally, I walked to the room where the letter was left.
That room was at the end. It was a large house, or a large warehouse would be more appropriate to describe it. When the three of them walked to the door, Zi Xieqing seemed to have a premonition of something, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
There was a feeling of timidity about being in a remote place. For a moment, I didn’t even dare to push open the door that was so close to me. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!