Song Lang had died in battle, and the entire Qilin army was wiped out.
Such news was regarded as a major earthquake in a top family like the Song family.
Song Gudu's expression was sorrowful. After a long silence, he hissed, "I harmed him. If I hadn't ordered him to chase after the dragon, he wouldn't have encountered such an accident — — I harmed Song Lang. "
"Grandpa, don't blame yourself, this has nothing to do with you." Song Tao hurriedly comforted. "Song Lang is a General, a warrior of the Kingdom. It is the duty of a warrior to bathe in blood and kill the enemy, but he may be killed by the enemy at any time — — "
"That being said, but — —" Song Gudu gently sighed, putting away the golden ball above his head, and then stood up from the hot spring. "After all, I'm missing a good grandson."
"Grandpa — —"
"If Li Muyang lives, the Song family dies. If Li Muyang dies, the Song family lives. "Song Gudu gazed at the heavy snow in the distance." This is fate. "
"Grandpa, Li Muyang, he — — is he really a dragon?"
Seeing that Grandpa did not answer and was just looking at him thoughtfully, Song Tao broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly explained, "It's not that I want to disobey Grandpa, I don't believe what Grandpa said. It's just that Chenxi has always said that there can't be dragons in the world. Perhaps I was influenced by her, that's why I asked this question — — However, since Grandpa said there is a dragon, then there must be a dragon. I didn't expect that the dragon clan, which had disappeared for thousands of years, would once again appear in the human world. It's really hateful. "
"How is Chenxi?"
"Chenxi is fine. She's recuperating at home. She wanted to come and visit Grandpa, but I refused. "
"It's freezing cold, you can't let her suffer from the cold." Song Gudu seriously exhorted.
"Yes, Grandpa. That's what I told her. It's just that she's still alive. "
"This child." Song Gudu gently shook his head.
"Grandpa, you just said that if Li Muyang lives, the Song family dies. If Li Muyang dies, the Song family lives — — That Li Muyang, does he really have that much influence? His life and death are related to the rise and fall of the Song Clan? "
"The things of the world are so magical." Song Gudu's expression was solemn. "There is a book at home called 'Pushing Back Diagram'. The name was unremarkable, but the content was unfathomable. Randomly choosing a fulcrum in the river of history could push back five thousand years or ten thousand years. I chose a few fulcrums and found that the course of history was exactly the same as what the book had deduced. Later on, I tried to calculate the rise and fall of my Song Clan, but unfortunately … "
"What's a pity?"
"Although I only know a little about this, I can still deduce that the Song Clan will encounter a great calamity. Live in fire, die in water. "
"What does Grandpa mean?"
"The Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court led an army to trample on the land of West Wind, slaughtering the pillars of West Wind, there must be an explanation." Song Gudu didn't have any intention of discussing Life Providence deduction with his grandson. Instead, he changed the topic to Song Lang, who had died in battle.
"Prince Fu — — the Emperor has sent a note to the Peacock Imperial Court, and our messengers are on the way to the Peacock Imperial Court. If the Peacock Imperial Court is biased towards their daughter and does not give us an explanation. Then don't blame our West Wind army for pressuring the border, we won't rest until one of us is dead. "Song Tao said bitterly. After all, it was the elite of the Song family that had died in battle. As a brother of the same clan, he was also very unhappy.
"Princess Qiandu is a guest from afar, West Wind should invite her to the capital to do our duty as a host." Song Gudu pondered for a moment before he said aloud.
"Yes, Grandpa." Song Tao nodded. "Before Song Lang died in battle, he had sent out a distress signal to the Ghost Butterfly, and now there are eight nearby armies going to rescue him. Ying Qiandu has led the Ghost Dancer Corps to rampage through the territory of West Wind, they will certainly be surrounded by my Mirror Division and eventually be surrounded like dumplings. "
"Go." Song Gudu waved his hand, saying tiredly, "Take care of Chenxi."
"Yes." Song Tao glanced at Grandpa, thinking that even at this moment, Grandpa was still concerned about Sister Chenxi's physical condition. It seemed that in his heart, the one he doted on the most was Song Chenxi.
Song Tao bowed respectfully, and then hurriedly left.
"The Bodhisattva is bleeding, the country has lost its pillar — —" Song Gudu looked up at a plum blossom not far away that was blooming with pink stamens, muttering to himself, "Which pillar has been lost?"
"Chenxi, Chenxi — — does the life and death of the Song family really depend on a weak girl like you? Did that 'Pushing Back Diagram' really calculate the fate of my Song Clan? The great calamity that will occur in 3100 years, this great calamity — — can it really end the glory and prosperity of the Song family? "
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"You and I are as close as brothers — — I am willing to swear on the glory of the family — —"
"The demons of the abyss have broken through the wall, the people are plunged into misery and suffering, the divine continent is about to face a great calamity — — the human and dragon clans should have been one, to save the divine continent from disaster — —"
"You stupid guys, you have natural divine skills, but are as stupid as the lowliest pigs. Kill it — — kill those evil black dragons — —"
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"Kill it — —"
"Kill it — —"
"Kill it — —"
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Boom — —
Li Muyang abruptly woke up from the nightmares one after another.
His face was deathly pale, dripping with sweat, and his breathing was rapid, his chest pounding violently.
It was a long and dark life. It was a painful memory that made people feel grief and despair.
The endless fighting, the endless flames of war and the sea of blood — —
The oath made with honour, the cruelest betrayals — —
The bodies that were slashed by thousands of swords, the huge heads that were severed, and the blood-stained river — —
It was deeply engraved in the bottom of Li Muyang's heart, engraved in the depths of Li Muyang's heart.
He was in pain!
The pain penetrated his heart!
The pain penetrated into his bones!
He remembered.
He remembered all of it.
One thing at a time.
It was clear and crystal clear.
Tens of thousands of years ago, they had killed him once.
Now, they were going to kill him again.
"I refuse to accept this." Li Muyang clearly heard, in the depths of his heart, there was a pitch-black monster roaring.
"I want revenge!"
"A debt of blood must be paid with blood!"
Li Muyang opened his eyes, and his pupils were filled with blood mist. The black pupils could not be seen, and the pupils were completely covered by blood.
"Li Muyang, you're awake — —" Qiandu lifted the curtain and came in.
"Ah — —" Qiandu looked at Li Muyang's face and exclaimed aloud.
Crack — —
The porcelain bowl in his hand also fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
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