True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 76: Shocking

Zhen Shuzi's funeral was in the early morning of the third day.

The chilling autumn has descended firmly on the earth, and a layer of frost has quietly formed on the road.

The people who saw him off fell silent, as if overnight, the whole world suddenly became icy cold.

Wuyan was wrapped in black and white, walking in front, the tears had stopped, but the autumn wind refused to stop, like a knife, constantly scratching at her heart, making her eyes and nose red, but her lips were white like paper.

She had never owned anything, and when Zhen Shuzi left, she lost the whole world in an instant.

Only then did she realize that it was more comfortable to have never had it than to have it and then lose it.

According to the requirements of the suicide note, they planned to bury Zhen Shuzi under the crabapple tree, because Zhen Shuzi said that she would come back when the crabapple petals covered Kuaiji Mountain in the next spring.

Wuyan knelt under that huge crabapple tree, stretching out her hands to caress the mottled bark. Once, Zhen Shuzi combed her hair under this tree, and the crabapple flowers covered both of them.

At that time, she was full of the True Monarch of Transcending Tribulation. Such a time was only common at that time, but now, it is hard to recall.

From now on, no one will ask her how warm the porridge is, and no one will spend the evening with her, and she is alone again, like a rootless weed in the vast world.

"Senior Sister, my condolences and my condolences."

Wuyou couldn't help comforting Wuyan, she felt a little uncomfortable seeing her senior sister's grief-stricken appearance, but she wasn't too uncomfortable.

After all, there are too many brothers and uncles in the family who have been sponsored by the red cow. To her, life is just a meal.

When one is born, the whole village eats, and when one dies, the whole village eats.

This shows that life and death are both one thing, there is no need to be happy for the living, and there is no need to be sad for the dead.

The reincarnation of the heavens, the repetition of life and death, the withered vegetation, all of them are destined to die!

Unlike Wuyangu, she has lived alone for more than 500 years.

She only spent 18 years in a row, and finally crossed because of her death. She thought, maybe, on Earth, after she died, her parents and villagers probably ate a meal for her.

If someone is heartbroken, it must be that the heartache didn't buy insurance for her in advance, and didn't make her a fortune.

But Wuyan is not as open-minded as Wuyou.

She has too little, so she attaches great importance to real books.

Unlike the indifference on the outside, she is very emotional in her bones, even to the point of extreme paranoia.

After listening to Wuyou's persuasion, not only did she not get better, but she also experienced auditory hallucinations.

"No face~"

She pricked up her ears, it was the real book's voice.

She turned around suddenly and ran to open Zhen Shuzi's coffin.

"Wuyan, stop, what are you doing?"

With a dark face, Zhenxuanzi stretched out his hand to pull.

However, Wuyan ignored her, and her strength was so amazing that Zhenxuanzi didn't hold her back, and saw her open the coffin.

Zhen Shuzi was wearing her favorite red begonia robe and her most gorgeous lotus crown, lying there quietly.

Wuyan covered her mouth and began to cry.

The master is still so beautiful, but his face no longer has the charming blush of the past, and the makeup she painted on the master is really not worthy of that peerless face.

I blame myself, I blame myself for being too weak. Zhou Yu couldn't save her, but instead killed her master. When she left, I couldn't even do her makeup well.

She fell to the ground in a daze, Du Jie Zhenjun stretched out his long arms, wrapped her in his wide sleeves, and ordered his disciples to bury her quickly.

A pile of loess covers the wind, no matter how peerless the beauty is, in the end, she can't escape this ending.

Wuyan hid in his sleeve and couldn't stop sobbing. At this time, she felt very close to the elder brother. Before she remembered Zhen Shuzi, she told her not to quarrel with the elder brother.

The master left, but she left her brothers and sisters and the rest of the Excalibur Sect to herself.

I will never be alone again like before.

At this moment, she felt even more the deep love of Zhen Shuzi for her.

Seeing her sad, Dujie Zhenjun also worried, Zhen Shuzi's death is a preordained ending after returning from the Demon Realm.

He talked to Zhen Shuzi, intending to persuade her to switch to the way of magic, but she laughed and said that she had guarded the Excalibur Sect for hundreds of years, fighting against the demon world every year, and guarding here is for the peace of the human world.

And how could it be possible for him to go against the belief of the Excalibur Sect for thousands of years and turn to the Demon Realm in order to earn a living?
Du Jie Zhenjun felt sorry for Wuyan and suffered too much guilt, he half-opened his eyes, and shot his sharp eyes at Zhou Yu.

Seeing his eyes, the Demon King knew that what the Emperor of Heaven said was true. This person who looked like the True Lord Du Jie was indeed the True Lord Du Jie himself.

This Tribulation True Monarch will most likely expose himself to Wuyan.

Although it was true that Zhenshuzi was killed by him, he still didn't want Wuyan to know the truth.

In the past few days, he didn't think about eating and drinking, and kept thinking about what he should do to make his senior sister still love him.

After the funeral, Wuyan cried so much that she passed out, Zhenjun Dujie had to postpone telling her the truth for some time.

That Zhou Yu who idles around in the Excalibur Sect every day is definitely the Demon Lord.

Although he has no evidence, he is absolutely certain that he is the Demon Lord.

As long as Wuyan's spirit is a little better, he will completely eliminate this scourge, and will not let him have another chance to hurt Wuyan.

Wuyan was taken back to Wuyou's room to rest, and Wuyou lay down on the bed, thinking, human beings can still be so sad.

She always thought that people cry at funerals to save face for the dead.

Unexpectedly, the senior sister who has been cultivating for hundreds of years in the world of cultivating immortals cried herself to death.

She thought to herself, fortunately it was the uncle who died, not the senior sister, who she didn't know very well, but the senior sister, who was about the same age as her, must be with her for a long time. .

At that time, even if the senior sister has completed the task of taking care of herself, she will also smoothly get through the boring growth line of the protagonist when she was a child, and enter into the intense emotional disputes.

It was a bit cold, she hugged the little fox who had grown up a lot and stared at Wuyan with a smile.

The four-legged snake was still sticking out its tongue on her shoulder, but it was pulled off by her and thrown to the ground in the next second.

It was cold, and the cold-blooded animal was too cool to be as pampered as it was in summer.

But that stupid bird, although its colorful feathers haven't fully grown yet, and it can't fly, it's still a free-range chicken for the time being, but its body is very warm, so Wuyou put it by his hand as a small hand stove, touching it from time to time. last one.

As for the turtle, she had completely forgotten about it.

"Are you lost too?"

The tortoise crawled out from under the bed, looked at the four-legged snake that fell to the ground, and said with a frown.

A certain snake:

"You fart, she's playing games with me, can't you see?"

"What's your use other than having a thicker turtle shell? How dare you speak to me so loudly?"

A certain butterfly demon turned into a white-haired boy, sitting on Wuyou's small shoulders, with blue pupils full of melancholy, said lightly:
"Stop arguing, have you noticed that arrow?"

A certain fox's eyes lit up:
"What arrow?"

Butterfly demon with long white eyelashes half hanging down:

"Soul Breaking Arrow!"

As soon as the words fell, the tortoise was so frightened that it fled frantically to the bottom of the bed, the ground chicken shrank into a ball, and even the four-legged snake fell silent.

In the scuffle thousands of years ago, Emperor Linzhen broke through the tortoise's defense with a few soul-breaking arrows. They were defeated one after another and withdrew from the battle early. Only then did they have the opportunity to recuperate later.

The butterfly demon frowned, but it was a pity that the later emperor of heaven seemed to be even more cruel, so cruel that even the demon clan could not understand.

Wuyan holds the Butterfly Demon in her palm, happily poking his face to play.

Her attack was not serious, and her fair face soon turned red.

"Hey, my Qi Ling finally caught you, can you tell me your name?"

Butterfly Demon:

"Niddie!"

Worry-free frowned, the smile froze on his face.

your dad?

(End of this chapter)