Ghost Eye of Transmigration

He vaguely saw Qing Cang walking quickly, with a worried expression on his face, and Mu Yi also stood aside, with tears filling his eyes.

Don't cry, don't cry, Qingcang will feel bad.

Qingcang, even if you turn into ashes, I only ask you, Changan forever...

Everything became erratic, Gu Xuan slowly closed his eyes, tears froze in the eye sockets, and a layer of hoarfrost formed on the deep eyelashes...

No one noticed that Qian Yuan on the side was regained consciousness by Bai Xue falling on his body.

He was still wearing the animal skin coat that was blackened by dust and stained red by blood, and the black cloak depicting the sun, moon and stars, lying powerlessly on the ground.The vertical and horizontal lines and wrinkles on the face were intertwined like mountains and rivers, and turbid tears rolled down along the prominent cheekbones.

No one knew that with such a bony body, wrapped under the wrinkled brown and black old skin like a ravine, he stared at the empty starry sky every night.All his life, he was ignorant and helpless, and he was full of knowledge and academics, but no one taught them or passed them on.

Even if you can get endless life, but you repeat the hopeless days every day, and who can understand the loneliness in it.

As his body became weaker, his movements were sluggish and emaciated, his thoughts became paranoid and aloof, he chanted some vague mantras all day long, and prayed devoutly under the starry sky, like a qualified prophet with an oracle.

He once had a position second only to the leader, and had countless believers and followers, but these were far from enough. All he needed was a descendant who could accept his knowledge and pass it on.

He's lived too long, too tired, too weary, but he can't fall.The world of orcs only has simple pictographs, and there are no words that can express complex thoughts.So these knowledge and mantras filled his mind and carried his world.He can only continue to support the body of this incomplete soul step by step with difficulty.

Once, he met Qinglian, and he forced Qinglian to submit at the price of helping him give birth to a child so that he could become the queen of the clan.Qinglian demanded that she could stay with Emperor Cang as she wished, so she agreed without thinking too much...

How could he know that this matter was broken by the Emperor, and his reputation was about to be ruined and even his life was in danger.First, he told Qinglian Canghuang that he knew everything and would kill him. After releasing her, he finally brutally murdered Canghuang...

With his reputation at the time, everyone thought that he would not be involved in this horrific incident...

From then on, with no hope of future generations, Qian Yuan became crazy about his status and prestige.He began to desperately want a child, and he trained such a creature with the ancient secrets of human beings.

It was small at first, but it was as big as an elbow, and it could understand human speech. It squirmed when you let it go, and stopped when you let it stop.But it is bloodthirsty and eats meat, and the bigger it grows, the more it eats. In order to take care of it, many orcs died tragically and were fed into its belly.

Even so, it is not enough. What he needs is not just an obedient pet, but a thinking child who can pass on his ideas and knowledge.

Thus, Gu Xuan ended up like this...

Maybe it was because of his own thinking, even though Gu Xuan was bewildered and lost his sanity, he still remembered everything at the critical moment.It is extremely ironic to be killed by the "son" he raised.

It's really called a wrong step, wrong step by step, it can be said that the dead end he has come to is all caused by himself.

Qian Yuan stretched his body weakly, and his life passed by mercilessly, since this is the feeling.He suddenly thought of climbing the altar of the Canglang Tribe with the first generation leader thousands of years ago.At that time, he was wearing the blue-blue cloak printed with the sun, the moon and stars, and walked up to the high platform presented by the leader. The bitter and painful long journey of thousands of years since then has rendered this cloak into a black color.

The sun has already set in the valley, dusk is coming, heavy snow is flying, dry lips are opening and closing, a hoarse voice sounds, the hollow and low voice seems to come from another world, "The setting sun is finally going to sink, just like waiting for thousands of years. It's been so long for ten thousand years, it's really exhausting me. The night is coming soon, bringing a long silence and emptiness... And in the deepest part of the darkness, who's mind refuses to change, and it turns into colorful illusions... …Dream……"

My thoughts go back to that day...

The orcs in the audience were in high spirits, with passionate revenge written all over their faces.He drank blood wine with the first-generation leader, and promised to do his best for the tribe and live and die with the tribe.They stood under the blue sky and on the broad altar, the cheers of the orcs surrounded their ears, and groups of songbirds came in groups...

Consciousness began to blur, eyelids were heavy as if they could not be opened, Qian Yuan could no longer see the dazzling and exhausting setting sun...

The war came to an end, Qian Yuan and Gu Xuan were both dead, and the Canglang tribe was completely shrouded in the deep night, and the dark night was as thick and difficult as Qian Yuan's black cloak.The heavy snow had stopped, and it was an excellent clear night, with only the bright moonlight, reflecting the boundless land of silvery white, and the silence between the heaven and the earth.

When counting the prisoners of war, it was found that there was no trace of the token man. After sending people to search, they found that he had hanged himself in the east forest.Knowing that Qianyuan had been defeated, and being caught by Qingcang would definitely end badly, he chose to hang himself...

With no time to rest, Qing Cang ordered people to pack up the corpses of Qian Yuan and Gu Xuan, and set off on the road again. They were going to meet Mu Ze...

Mu Ze has already slowly pushed the camp a few kilometers away from the Yehu Tribe. After all, the opponent is not Qianyuan, so he won't wait for you to come before you. He sent a few teams of elite soldiers to test your details.

Just as Qing Cang and Mu Yi were rushing here, Mu Ze and the Yehu tribe started their first battle.

Mu Ze's ability is simply a heaven-defying existence. The artificial human developed by the development of peak technology is naturally not comparable to ordinary orcs.

Shi Ye sent more than a thousand orcs to rush up roaring. Mu Ze stood at the front of the team, his clothes fluttering, and his right eye burst out with a dazzling light.All the orcs who went up could only feel the boundless Shura hell, the soles of their feet were full of bubbling magma, and all kinds of horrific ghosts surrounded their eyes.

The death of the orc under the illusion is so strange that outsiders feel confused, but they don't know how miserable the person was before his death.

The merman soldiers brought by Mu Ze won the battle easily without even making a move, and their morale reached its peak in an instant.The merman soldiers who had been disguised by the illusion shouted and waved their spears, their faces filled with pride of victory.

When Mu Yi and Qing Cang arrived day and night, the first batch of soldiers sent by the Yehu tribe had all been defeated.The sunlight shone through the clouds and reflected on Mu Ze's body. The lingering light in his right eye was like the ever-bright and bright clouds above the sky.

Their joining made the battle even more overwhelming. Qing Cang, like the god of war returning from hell, overcame thorns and thorns, led the team to win many battles, met gods and killed gods.

Hit all the way to the main entrance of the Yehu Tribe, as smooth as walking on flat ground.

Ye Hu's vermilion lacquer gate was closed tightly, and corpses were strewn across the field outside the gate, wailing everywhere.Knowing that there would be no more reinforcements, the remaining orc soldiers knelt down and surrendered one after another, and the scale of victory tilted even more toward Qing Cang and the others.

"You are already like candles in the wind, don't you want to linger on your last days and sacrifice more lives, why don't you come out and surrender?" Mu Yi shouted loudly, he was really not used to belittle others like this, but he is the leader now.And Qing Cang and Shi Ye have such a relationship, so it's not easy to speak.Mu Ze's temperament is very cold, and he definitely doesn't know how to shout.

However, when the two armies are at war, it is inevitable to shout loudly to increase morale. Behind the vermilion lacquered gate, Mu Yi coughed softly and continued with a cheeky face: "The leader of the Yehu, Shi Ye, perverts all living beings, and everyone can punish them. .Now that the general trend is the trend, our army will follow the will of God to save the people from the fire and water, and we will surely let them be executed!"

War is all about making a division famous. Mu Yi is very good at this, and he managed to arouse the fighting spirit of the whole army by saying something nonsense.

"Fu Zhu! Fu Zhu!" The shouts rang out, and Mu Yi jumped up for no reason. At this moment, he had already forgotten how much he hated war.

Suddenly, the vermilion gate!There was a sound like being knocked open by something, everyone looked in shock, but found that there was nothing behind the door...

With the sound of uniform footsteps, a dense row of troops came out of the Yehu Tribe, with neat steps, and the distance between everyone was the same.Mu Yi had never seen such a uniform army in the beastman world, and it was even more well-trained than the National Day military training he had seen in his previous life.

This group of soldiers was covered from head to toe in black animal skin, with only their eyes and nose exposed, giving people an invisible pressure.Pushing forward slowly from the tribe, the tenacious steps step by step seemed to knock on the tip of Mu Yi's heart.

As the vanguard of the entire army, Mu Ze naturally bears the brunt of leading the merman troops to meet this dark and strange opponent.

With a handsome and indifferent face, he stood unarmed at the forefront of the army, the force of the cold wind blowing his body like silk waves fluttering, and his handsome appearance under the swaggering banner set off his whole body. like.With the title of undefeated general on his shoulders, Mu Ze also felt a little elated, thinking that there would be no more opponents for him.

The wind whipped up sand and dust and ran rampant on the battlefield. Mu Ze skillfully manipulated his abilities, and a beautiful brilliance lingered in his right eye.Mu Yi stared blankly at his profile, Mu Ze was like a lofty mountain in his heart.His handsome figure, powerful abilities, and his calm attitude in the face of great danger all made him admire and admire him.

This man is the father of the child in his womb, and he is also an undefeated hero in his heart, with an unknown warmth in his heart, and his eyes looking at Mu Ze become softer.Writer's words: The sentence Qian Yuan said when he died at the end is also a quote from the BOSS in a certain game before his death.I like it very much, so I changed it a little bit and used it. Thank you for your long-term company. The ghost pupil is coming to an end, and I will start updating the article at that time.