Heavenly Lord Asura

Because Wutian knew that Han Tian's heart's wish was not just a simple home, but there were many, many, just hidden in his heart, not willing to say it.

For a while, the two drank alone and never spoke.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Why are you so sad."

After a while, the little girl and the little guy ran over happily, staring at him flickering with big eyes, long eyelashes trembling.

Wutian shook his head, showing a smile, and said: "Shishi, what do you wish for."

The little girl heard the words, sat on the ground, looked at the sky, thought for a while, then smiled at him and said: "Brother, my wish is very simple, that is to be able to be with my brother, and to be together for a long time. Time, but... I still want a home, a warm home, not these cold palaces."

"warm home…"

Wutian murmured, holding the little girl in his arms, then looked at Xiaotian and said, "Do you have any wishes."

"I!" The little guy buttoned his nostrils, and said: "The Frog's wish is quite lofty, to collect the world's rare treasures, what magical techniques of the world, what a peerless magic weapon, what king medicine emperor medicine, Frog master wants to catch it all in one go. , Chic and cheerful, of course, you won’t lose your share, and then wait to find your father and mother, then find my father and mother, and live a happy life together."

"Happy home..."

Wutian looked at the three in a daze, his eyes filled with confusion and struggle.

Several people played late, and only went back to the room to fall asleep early in the morning. Only Wutian sits drinking by the fire.

After returning, he didn't talk about a few words in the conversation with the Great Venerable. One was that he didn't want them to worry about causing any trouble, and the other was that Shi Shi would be sad when he knew it.

Originally, Wutian dismissed the words of the Great Venerable, and didn't even take it seriously, but when he heard the wishes of the three, he was lost.

What a simple wish, but if you don't agree to the request, then everything will come to nothing.

"rustle……"

Wutian raised his head, but saw the trees swaying, black shadows swaying, surrounding the Cuishanju, although these black shadows converged the breath to the extreme, he was still caught.

"Oh", he sighed, Wu Tian ignored it, and continued to raise his head to drink. He wanted to get drunk, but in any case, the wine couldn't make him fall asleep.

"Very confused!"

The beautiful woman in white came up, looked around, and said, "They were sent by the third brother, that is, the three nobles."

"Why are you explaining?" Wutian's tone was calm.

The beautiful woman said: "I don't know why I have to explain, maybe it is necessary, maybe not."

"From your eyes, I saw the confusion, am I wondering, is it worth it for a person who has already died?" Wutian continued: "Mythical beasts and Senior Divine Emperor, in order to protect the Yanzong, do their best, However, the final result was only hatred, and the same is true for you. It is really sad."

"Everyone has obsessions and responsibilities in their hearts. For these obsessions and responsibilities, no matter how hard, how hard, or how bumpy they are, they have to go on as before. There is no other choice."

"Is there no choice, or I don't want to choose, ha ha, who knows!" Wutian mocked, more like self-ridicule.

"Yes, right or wrong, who knows!" The beautiful woman in white looked up at the night sky, with indescribable emotions in her eyes.

After a while, Wutian gurgled down the whole jar of wine, stood up, and said, "Take me to a place!"

Dragon Village.

After the tragedy of a year ago, that humble little village no longer exists, replaced by a green grassland with bushes and large trees, a vigorous scene, but without a trace of sunshine and warmth.

In the middle of the night, the birds and beasts have returned to their nests, and the insects have fallen asleep, appearing very quiet.

The original entrance of the village was also overgrown with weeds and withered leaves covering the ground.

Huh! !

Suddenly, two figures appeared at the entrance of the village, and the sound of footsteps broke out one after another, breaking the silence here.

Looking at this unfamiliar scene, Wutian stopped, with white hair floating, and some did not dare to move forward. It has been almost a year since I left last time. A year is short and long enough to change many things. Long Village is also changing, and it is no longer the familiar place at the beginning.

The old people are gone, the home is gone, the warmth disappears, only a desolation is left.

The beautiful woman looked around and said, "This is your home."

"Yes, this is my home. It's just this home, which is farther and farther away from me." Wutian finally stepped forward and walked to a dirt bag, dazed.

This is just a dirt bag, but Wutian's softest underbelly.

Because the tragedy of a year ago is buried here, the bones of dozens of villagers who died unjustly in Longcun are buried here, his beloved grandfather is buried, and his happy and simple heart is buried.

There is no tombstone in the tomb, and it has been covered by weeds, small trees, wildflowers, etc. People who don't know will not think that too many things are buried here.

With sorrow in his eyes, Wutian slowly stepped forward and pulled out every weed and small tree, leaving only the flowers.

I hope they can live happily like these blooming flowers in another world.

"Grandpa, fellow fathers and villagers, Tian'er is back to see you!"

Wutian piled up in front of the tomb, prayed three times and nine knocks. Then, in front of the tomb, he dig a pit with his own hands, and then took out the heads of the people in the fire world, saying: "Tian'er said, to mention their heads in the fire world, come and worship To sacrifice to your undead, Tian'er does what it says."

Bury the head in the earth pit, as the last scratch of the loess falls, the fire world is buried underground forever, to make atonement for the sins committed.

"This year, Tian'er has experienced a lot of things, and Tian'er has grown up and can take good care of herself..."

Then Wu Tian sat in front of the grave, muttering to himself, telling the experience of the year.

The beautiful woman in white did not speak, and stood by and listened quietly. However, the more she listened, the more frightened she became. These terrible and bumpy experiences are something that a 16 or 7-year-old child can face and bear?

In the past, I was not shocked when I heard the spies report. At most I was surprised and thought it was a rare talent, but now I heard it in person as if I was there. She thought that if she were to change to herself, she couldn't do it, she might have become a piece of loess, buried in the ground forever, or the bones would have disappeared.

"How terrible would such a child become an enemy!"

The beautiful woman couldn't help worrying about whether her eldest brother's actions were right or wrong, and whether she would plunge the Asura Palace into a place where it could not be recovered.

"Yep?"

The beautiful woman's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, her eyes flickered, and she swept around, then her eyes shot towards the graveyard, and her eyes suddenly appeared terrible and disgusting.

"What?" Wutian doubted.

Without answering, the beautiful woman left her hand in the air, and this place immediately glowed with a hazy light, and immediately rippled away, spreading towards the ten directions like waves, until Zhang Xu Fang stopped, and then a scene appeared. A scene that Wutian will never forget.

In the picture, dozens of souls are roaring and roaring over the tomb. It is too familiar and Wutian can recognize it at a glance. They are the villagers who have been with each other for more than ten years. They do not want to die, they do not want to disperse, and they do not want to leave this place. home.

On the other side, a middle-aged man with golden armor floated in the air, looking at dozens of wronged souls, with a grinning smile on his face, and then with a big wave of his hand, the eyebrows flickered, and a black light burst out and stopped in the air.

It was a small black flag, only as big as a palm, with many complicated words carved on it, like tadpoles wandering, exuding monstrous black lights!

The small flag rose up against the wind, and it instantly became as big as Zhang Xu. The black awns became denser and thicker. Moreover, as if there was a strong cold air, within Baizhang of Longcun, a layer of white frost was instantly covered.

"Kaka!" Wutian clenched his fists, his nails pierced the skin and penetrated into the flesh and blood, but he didn't know it and stared at the screen closely.

The middle-aged Jin Jia made a low drink, and the black flag shot out countless black lights, binding dozens of wronged souls in the air.

They were screaming, struggling, resentful, and indomitable, but the black flag was so radiant that they wrapped them round and round, they were not allowed to get out, and there was no resistance at all, and they were all in the small flag.

Although Wutian can only see the picture and cannot hear the sound, he can still feel the despair and helplessness, indomitability and misery revealed by the villagers’ grievances...

Unconsciously, tears dripped down again!

Then, the man in golden armor drank again, his fingers were a little empty, and a black mark condensed into the small flag, and a dark grimace appeared in the center of the black flag, extremely hideous!

Then, Grimace opened his mouth and sucked, dozens of bad souls were taken into the mouth one after another, disappeared, and became food.

In the end, the small flag shrank quickly, turned into a black light, and shot back to the middle-aged eyebrows, and not far from the golden-armored man, there was a flamingo with two figures standing on the bird's back. It was Huoshi and Liu Yan.

The beautiful woman in white waved her hand, the picture disappeared, and then said gloomily: "I have always done everything in the Asura Palace, but I also know the truth about the dead, but he will not let go of the wronged soul. Such actions are really outrageous."

Wutian closed his eyes, his white hair flew all together, opened his eyes after a while, and asked, "Who is this person?"

"He is Huo Yunzong's deputy sect master and Huo Zhenren's own younger brother. His name is Huo Ni." The beautiful woman said, but when she saw Wutian's eyes, she was taken aback.

Because she didn't see the slightest anger or sadness in Wutian's eyes, and some just peace, as if these wronged souls had nothing to do with him.

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The beautiful woman has a feeling that he has changed in one aspect, becoming mysterious, and even giving her a kind of shock that she has never had before.

"Huo Xiao..." Wutian said calmly: "Take me to Huoyun Sect!"

"Well, do you want to..."

Wutian sneered: "Senior thought I was going to Huoyunzong, what do you want to get revenge on Huoxiao? I won't do anything arrogant, I just want to see two old friends."

I haven't seen Longhu and Lin Shan for a year. Wutian was a little worried. He originally planned to wait until he became stronger, but there was a strong one beside him for no reason. If he didn't make use of it, wouldn't it be a waste of it.

Moreover, if there were no accidents, he was going to pick up the two of them this time. It would be too dangerous to stay in Huoyunzong.

The beautiful woman gave him a deep look and nodded in agreement.

"Wait, let's go back to Cuishanju first, and then go to Huoyunzong."

Wutian suddenly changed his mind, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth did not disappear.