Faced with such a Dharma Supreme, everyone actually couldn't help but say, "Shh me".
The Dharma Supreme looked at the Calamity Sword with great longing. He reached out his hand and gently touched the sharp edge of the sword outside his chest. His face was full of satisfaction and blushing. His voice actually trembled a little as he let out a long sigh. "Brother … Brother … Brother …"
His voice was filled with deep affection and longing. That kind of nostalgia, that kind of bitterness. Drop after drop of tears fell down. Some of the tears coincidentally fell on the Calamity Sword's blade and flowed along the sword's blade into Z's chest.
The Dharma Supreme opened his mouth and breathed out softly as if he was suffocating. Finally, he said in a trembling voice, "I'm going to leave soon. We won't meet again … Sword Master Chu, don't forget your promise, your promise to me."
Chu Yang's heart was bitter. He said, "I will never forget. Diwu Chouchang, the former Tribulation Diwu, you are destined to be recorded in history. In the hearts of your brothers, you will only be the Diwu Chouchang of the past! There will never be any change! The ones who bring disaster to the world are only the Heavenly Demon Seed and the Dharma Supreme … "
Diwu Chouchang's pupils dilated a little. He seemed to ask subconsciously, "Is that so? Is that true? "
Then, a childlike innocent smile appeared on his face. He murmured, "If that's true, how happy would I be …"
He quieted down.
After a long time, he slowly recited in a low voice, "Life and death are but empty. Brothers are also concerned about love; I hate that I have no power of reincarnation …"
He seemed to want to recite a poem, a poem that he would recite before his death. However, his voice became softer and softer.
Chu Yang moved closer to his ear, wanting to hear what he said at the end. However, the Dharma Supreme had completely lost his breath. His eyes were full of longing and his face was full of regret. His fingers were still touching the Calamity Sword longingly, but he had become dead silent.
He was dead.
"… Infinite melancholy awaits the next life!" Chu Yang sighed softly and continued the last line of the poem.
Perhaps Diwu Chouchang didn't think so. However, this line. Was Chu Yang's blessing for him.
To this person who had overturned the world and destroyed it. Yet, he was filled with infinite melancholy, infinite regret, and infinite sorrow … My sincere blessings!
Chu Yang exerted force in his hand, wanting to pull out the Calamity Sword. However, at this moment, the Dharma Supreme's motionless body dissipated, turning into specks of light. Starting from his limbs, it gradually turned into nothingness.
The longing in his eyes, the regret on his face. Finally, they turned into specks of light that danced in the air. Then, they were extinguished one by one until they disappeared from the world.
Between heaven and earth, only the purple Calamity Sword was left standing where Fang Zun was originally standing. The blade of the sword was as bright as water. It flashed quietly in the air.
Then, the Calamity Sword suddenly emitted an abnormally strong suction force. Like a whale sucking in water, it instantly sucked all the demonic mist into the Calamity Sword, leaving nothing behind.
Dawn reappeared between heaven and earth. In just a short moment, the demonic aura disappeared. It was completely restored to the clear sky and bright sun.
The sky was bright and beautiful. The mountains and rivers stretched for thousands of miles, giving off an auspicious and peaceful image.
Chu Yang and Mo Tian Ji looked at the void in front of them with disappointment and frustration. At the same time, he sighed softly.
Then, each and every one of the brothers couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Diwu Chong had passed away. However, that melancholy feeling between heaven and earth didn't dissipate for a long time.
"In life, one really can't take a wrong step. A single slip will lead to everlasting regret. If one wants to look back, it would have been ten thousand years … One must never take a wrong step …" Mo Tian Ji sighed deeply.
A sigh drifted in the void and dissipated.
…
Everyone below had been waiting anxiously for a long time. All of them looked at the sky anxiously. Their necks were sore from looking up.
Finally, one by one, the figures appeared out of thin air.
They were Chu Yang and the rest.
When everyone below saw that Chu Yang and the rest were all intact, they heaved a sigh of relief. Their hearts could finally be at ease. Instantly, cheers erupted.
Chu Yang had just landed when Moon Breeze and the rest surrounded him. "Where's the Dharma Supreme? He didn't escape, right? "
"He's dead." Chu Yang sighed and said, "His body and soul were destroyed. He died under the Calamity Sword …"
"Sigh …" Moon Breeze and Moon Breeze's faces were filled with both joy and melancholy. They said softly, "Dead … is good too. It can be considered his release …"
Mo Tian Ji said solemnly, "The Dharma Supreme is the Dharma Supreme. He's not anyone else … Everyone, please remember this."
Wu Juecheng, Ling Muyang and the rest nodded deeply.
Clearly, everyone understood the meaning behind Mo Tian Ji's words with their rich experience over the years.
The Dharma Supreme's merits and demerits could no longer be judged. Now that he was dead, everything would return to nothingness. Since there was no final conclusion, death was the most important thing. It turned into a sigh.
Chu Le 'er came over with Tie Yang in her arms. "Big Brother."
When Chu Yang turned around, he was shocked. "Why is this little one here? Who brought him here? Isn't this nonsense? "
The little guy stuck a finger into his mouth and bit it. He had an adorable look on his face as he looked at Chu Yang timidly. Then, he called out in a childish voice, "Daddy …"
Chu Yang shuddered. He grabbed him and held him in his arms. He asked, "How did you get here? Where's your mother? Is she okay? "
The little guy blinked playfully. "Mother is fine. I came here secretly this time.
I'm coming out now … "
Before he finished, he was slapped on the butt. "You little bastard, aren't you asking for your mother's life? How dare you do this …"
Chu Yang was furious.
After the slap, he felt his heart ache. He was about to comfort him when Feng Yurou snatched him away and said angrily, "How can you hit a child when you're still young? Are you still a father? You don't know how to control your strength, you bastard! "
Chu Yang was stunned. His son was taught a lesson, reprimanded and even called a bastard!
Looking at Feng Yurou, he couldn't help but scratch his head. Is this my son or your son? Why are you more concerned than me? Do we have the same value as you? Is this what you call a shitty matter?
"Daddy, I came out this time to discuss something with you. It's a very important matter." The little guy waved his chubby little hands and explained righteously.
Chu Yang snorted. "What does a little kid like you know! You actually want to discuss a shitty matter with your father? Something important? Is this what you call a shitty matter … "
At the side, Mo Qingwu, who was dressed in red, looked at Tie Yang with a complicated gaze. She said softly, "Chu Yang, is this really your son?"
Tie Butian's matter. Mo Qingwu had known about it a long time ago.
The twists and turns of this matter. Mo Qingwu had also tried to find out about it in detail. However, the moment she saw Tie Yang, Mo Qingwu's heart was still very complicated.
Mo Qingwu naturally liked the lively and tender child from the bottom of her heart. But towards his subtle nature, she more or less felt a knot in her heart.
Chu Yang scratched his head. Knowing that the real trouble had come, he went up and was about to explain when he saw the little guy sneakily poking his head out and looking at Mo Qingwu. He said, "Daddy, is this the Qingwu Mommy that Mother always says she's sorry to?"
Chu Yang was stunned, but he saw Mo Qingwu's face glowing.
Little Tie Yang's one sentence was better than a certain King of Hell's ten sentences. She had said a hundred sentences. But, the sentence 'Mother often says that she's sorry to Mother Qing Wu' instantly neutralized all the obstacles in Mo Qing Wu's heart. She went forward, and asked somewhat nervously, "Your mother … really said that?"
The little guy nodded vigorously, his expression pure and innocent. "Qingwu Mommy, you're so beautiful. You look so friendly. So gentle. So considerate. How did I get such a beautiful Mother? I'm so blessed … "
Mo Qingwu fainted instantly, her heart inexplicably happy. She clapped her hands and said, "Then … Baby, let Qingwu Mommy hug you, okay?"
Ignoring Chu Le 'er's strong attempts to stop him, the little guy eagerly reached out his hands. "Wow, I love being hugged by the friendly and gentle Qingwu Mommy the most …"
"So cute. What's your name?"
"Mother calls me Little Yang."
"Little Yang. Hmm, what a nice name."
"Qingwu Mommy, do you have a good relationship with my Mother?"
"Huh?"
"I always heard from my Mother that you'll be the best in her generation …"
"Really?"
"Of course, I never lie …"
"Hmm, your Mother is also a good person …"
"Qingwu Mommy is even better …"
"Yes, yes, we're all good people …"
…
Looking at Mo Qingwu playing in circles with the child in her arms, the adult and the child letting out pure and happy laughter from time to time, Chu Yang's eyes widened so much that they almost popped out of their sockets.
As for Gu Duxing and the others, they stared at each other even more. You and I stared at each other.
The problem that Chu Yang was most worried about previously was completely solved with just a few sentences from Rang 'er, and it was solved without any trace. The whole thing was natural, harmonious, and logical. Moreover, it also laid a solid foundation for Mo Qingwu and Tie Butian to get along in the future.
In Mo Qingwu's eyes, such a small child naturally wouldn't lie, and wouldn't lie … Usually, children of this age wouldn't even talk about sex. Lie? How could they lie?
So Mo Qingwu naturally believed it.
But even if Mo Qingwu combined all the wisdom of her previous and current lives, she would never have thought that the little guy in Zj's arms was really a huge freak.
Of course, there were still a few prerequisites for this. First, Mo Qingwu loved Chu Yang deeply. Second, Chu Yang had always been very honest about everything. Third, Tie Butian had long accepted Mo Qingwu's existence. Fourth, Mo Qingwu's memories from her previous life had recovered. Although the memories of this life were still dominant, the rationality and habitual obedience of her previous life still existed subconsciously in Chu Yang.
None of these conditions could be missing. Without any one of them, it would be difficult to achieve the current result.
Even Mo Tian Ji, who was supposed to have the most opinions, was rubbing his chin at this moment. He didn't say anything and just shook his head vigorously. "Chu Yang, I say, this son of yours is really too smart … Demon … Demon …"
…
Thank you to the brothers and sisters who have followed us all the way till now!
Thank you.
Today is the birthday of the Alliance Master, 'Pegasus Meteor Kick'. Let us wish him a happy birthday!
Pegasus Meteor Kick, a very patient uncle. As long as he appeared in the group, his first sentence would definitely be an emoticon! His first expression would definitely be facial paralysis!
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