secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 510 Afterlife
One day later, at the sea boundary-sea reef.

Fu Jianzhou stood on the reef, playing the Xixia flute quietly, and the melodious sound of the flute spread far, far.

This "The Last Clan" is desolate and lonely.

The more I listen to it, the more heartbroken I feel.

On the sandy beach not far behind, there is a creature that looks like a peacock and a ostrich, sleeping on a grass carpet woven from Huitian wood branches.

Its plumage is gray with just a hint of dark blue.

At this time, Sad Seaniao's trauma has already been healed.

But it still closed its eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know what kind of long battle it went through before Du Yu met it.

And in sleep, even the sad seabirds couldn't settle down.

Around the sad sea bird's body, sometimes wind elements gather, disturbing the clothes of Li Mengnan and Lin Shiwei.

The younger sisters were dragged by Du Yu to work as coolies.

Including Fu Jianzhou, and his demon pet Huitianmu Mo.

The luxuriant Huitian wood branches are spread on the beach, emitting fluorescent green light spots, constantly nourishing the body and mind of the sad seabirds.

"Hmm." Li Mengnan knelt down beside the broad wings of the sad seabird, covering her mouth and nose with one hand and smoothing the long gray feathers with the other.

The sudden wind and waves made her breathless, and her long hair fluttered with the wind.

A kind girl really can't see monsters suffering.

Li Mengnan's eyes were full of distress, but she didn't know how to help this poor creature.

The sad seabird in sleep, its huge body twitches occasionally, as if it is fighting the enemy in a dream?
Lin Shiwei knelt silently in front of the patterned bird's head, gently rubbing the bird's head.

Accompanied by the sad and desolate sound of the flute, Lin Shiwei looked far away, and saw the sky celadon floating slowly on the distant sea.

At this time, Du Yu was lying on Tianqingci's back, soundly asleep.

"Eh?" Li Mengnan whispered, only to feel that the long gray feathers in his hands were retracted?
At the same time, Lin Shiwei also noticed something strange ahead.

The beautiful patterned bird head moved slightly.

A pair of huge eyes slowly opened, the gray eyes filled with confusion.

"Be careful." Lin Shiwei stretched out his hands to support the bird's beak.

The sad sea bird ignored the girl in front of him, but looked for the sound of the flute, and turned his head to look at the reef by the sea.

"Du Yu! Du Yu?" Li Mengnan stood up and shouted loudly.

Seeing that Du Yu didn't respond, she threw out a white crow.

"Huh?" Du Yu rubbed his eye sockets under Tian Qingci's reminder, and opened his eyes in a daze.

Du Yu didn't know why he was so tired.

Strictly speaking, he has not experienced any major battles after drifting at sea for many days.

Du Yu didn't expect that he would sleep so deeply.

"Dumb~" The snow-white crow landed on Du Yu's chest.

"Pfft!" The crow was crushed.

In an instant, Li Mengnan knelt down in front of Du Yu's chest, lowered his head hurriedly and said, "Du Yu, Du Yu! The sad sea bird has woken up, hurry over and have a look?"

"Ah!" Du Yu woke up a lot, and patted Li Mengnan's knee with one hand.

The girl immediately flew up, followed by Du Yu.

In sight, the sad sea bird was staring in the direction of Fu Jianzhou, listening to the desolate tune.

"You're awake." Du Yu flew to the bird's head and said.

The sad sea bird gradually came to his senses.

It slowly folded its gray wings, looked at the leaf carpet full of green light spots on the ground, and also looked at Hui Tianmu standing quietly beside it.

Afterwards, the sad sea bird looked at Du Yu who was floating in front of him.

"Are you okay?" Du Yu cautiously floated forward, stood in front of it, and stretched out a wisp of demon soul.

"So, this is not a dream." The sad seabird's voice was low, not as clear and high-pitched as its song.

For Du Yu and Tian Qingci, one person, one pet has indeed saved the sad sea bird.

but for the sad seabird
It was exhausted physically and mentally and even confused due to the long-term battle, and it probably regarded the sudden appearance of the human race and the dragon turtle as a dream before dying.

The sad sea bird's voice is masculine, very hoarse, like a depressed man.

"It's not a dream, you are still alive." Du Yu said in his mouth, and also conveyed his thoughts.

"Are you alive?" The sad sea bird scratched its red paws and stood up.

The slender and elegant wings fluttered gently with the wind element.

It has such a slender body and graceful posture, but it is a male bird.

The sad sea bird turned its head to look at the sea, once again ignoring the ancient demon saint Tianqingci not far away: "Maybe."

It can be seen that it really doesn't care about anything.

Du Yu flew up slowly, and his expression was a little ugly.

Because the two ghosts are connected, he can feel the confused and miserable heart of the sad sea bird.

But Du Yu got it wrong and explained: "You are indeed still alive, this is my world, a foreign world."

"Yeah, maybe I'm still alive." The sad sea bird's eyes were lax, silently looking in the direction of the sea.

Live in a never-ending struggle.

Live in the anticipation of the dead clansmen.

Live in the fate of generations.

Living in a dream that is out of reach and can only be expected.

Live under a curse.

"Sad Sea, don't do this." Du Yu sensed the turbulent emotions in Sad Sea Bird's heart, and persuaded him softly.

"You call me Sad Sea." The Sad Sea Bird silently looked at the sea, a bit of bitterness gradually emerged in his lax eyes.

Du Yu asked: "Then what's your name?"

"Let's call it Beihai, it's appropriate." Sadhainiao said indifferently, "Why did you save me?"

Du Yu: "I, uh, I can't just watch you die."

Sad sea bird: "That's my fate, it's my due ending.

My life is over, and so should my struggle.

My group and I should disappear forever in this sea and in this world. "

Du Yu had a complicated expression and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

This monster only wants to die.

Even though Du Yu knew the fate of the sad sea bird and its obsession, it was still difficult for Du Yu to imagine how the sad sea bird spent its life.

The violent storm at sea last night may be the epitome of the long life of the sad seabird.

It must be explained that the sad sea bird emperor level monster, not the monster saint.

Tianqingci helped identify it last night.

Du Yu thought and thought, but still broke the silence: "You mean, you are the last member of your clan."

Sad Seabird: "Yes, just like what that human race said."

Looking in the direction of the sea of ​​sorrow, Du Yu also saw Fu Jianzhou immersed in the Xixia flute.

Sure enough, the emotions of all creatures are interlinked.

In other words, the song "The Last Clanman" is too suitable for the sad sea bird's mood.

Du Yu sighed lightly: "You are very lonely."

"I am determined to do so."

Du Yu: "Huh? What?"

Beihai: "A hundred years ago, there were people from my tribe beside me who could reproduce."

Du Yu was startled: "Then you."

"Why did you do that?" Beihai turned his head slightly and looked at the vast sea again.

Du Yu's expression was a little sad, under the demon spirit, he already understood.

Beihai's voice was hoarse: "I am cursed, and so are my people.

My descendants will continue to fight against the sea just like me, day and night, and never have peace.

This battle is not just a belief, but also a nature engraved in our blood.

I cannot escape, and neither can my descendants. "

Du Yu slowly floated forward, caressing the fluff under Beihai's eyes: "50 years ago, you once rescued a young human race, he was"

The sad sea bird interrupted Du Yu's thoughts: "Maybe, I only have the sea in my mind, and I don't remember much."

Regarding the word fate, Du Yu has never felt it so clearly.

Sad seabirds are definitely not talking about it,

Under Yaopo's true feelings, this sad seabird has only the sea in its long life journey.

Sad sea bird: "So, you came to save me because of him?"

"That's not true, what I mean is that there are still other things in your life... um." Before Du Yu finished speaking, he fell silent.

He never felt that his words were so powerless.

After a while, Du Yu looked at the reef not far away: "I confirmed your location through the old man."

The sea of ​​sorrow is very spiritual: "You are looking for me because of that tree?"

Du Yu: "Well, it's called Sha Tang, and it has lived for hundreds of years, and like you, its memory has long been blurred.

But it still remembers the picture of your people perched on the branches hundreds of years ago.

Maybe your family is too beautiful, maybe your habits are extremely special. "

Beihai: "What do you want from me?"

Du Yu whispered: "I just thought that your presence would make Shatangshu happier and let him meet his old friend.

At least the family members of the deceased. "

Beihai silently lowered his eyes, and said softly: "It's a beautiful emotion."

Du Yu plucked up his courage and persuaded, "Since you think it's a curse, why don't you try to break it?

Hundreds of years ago, one of your ancestors flew inland to prosper.

Instead of trying to fill the sea, it has settled for the next best thing, filling rivers and rivers. "

Sad Hai: "It's too late, my life has come to an end."

Beihai rolled his eyes and looked at the human youth in front of him.

Its voice was hoarse, with a sense of relief: "The next life."

Du Yu clenched the fluff under its eyes: "Compared to fighting against the sea, you can also fight against fate and nature!
It's never too late to change!

You are alive, as long as you are alive, you have a chance! "

Sad Hai: "Am I still alive?"

Du Yu nodded heavily: "Of course, if you rest for a while, you will be able to recover!
Sea Dragon Candle, Leaf Cocoon, I have many healing monster skills.

I can completely heal all the old injuries you have accumulated over the years!
You are a majestic demon emperor, you can still live for a long time. "

The sad sea bird looked at the human youth, his eyes were full of sadness: "Maybe, I am already dead."

Du Yu: "You"

The sad seabird gently stretched its wings, closed its eyes slowly, and felt the passing sea breeze.

Through the healed trauma, through the gray feathers that have faded from blue, caressing the heart that is riddled with holes.

Maybe I'm already dead.

To die in the cold and bitter waves.

Died in false and broken dreams.

Die in a powerless fate.

Died in the picture of clansmen passing away one by one and being swallowed by the sea.

dead in memory.

There is one more tonight.

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