Three women, determined to light the lamp, with their weak blood and bones, soul and sorrow, to light the bronze lamp that can no longer burn.

"How can you do this? They are still children!" Zhao Xiaoyu hurriedly ran up and blocked a man and a woman.

"Light the lamp, this is the mission of the lantern man. Even if he can't return to the sky, the lantern man still needs to light the lamp." the last woman, at the moment of turning into fire and blood, looked deeply at Qin Feng, and finally decided to leave.

On the bronze lamp, there were a few strands of red, which was the life mark of the lantern bearer. They finally failed to light the bronze lamp.

"Uncle, I don't want two children to complete this cruel mission." Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Qin Feng and begged in his eyes.

"Uncle, I will shoulder the mission of guarding the tomb, even if I pay a heavy price."

Qin Feng sighed. Sometimes, faith is greater than heaven and mission is greater than life. For the lantern family, lighting the lamp is their only mission. Even if it is cruel, who can stop it!

It seems foolish to die like a moth to protect some things, but in this world, there are always such people, and such people must sacrifice in order to gain light.

If everything has to be measured equivalently, the sword cultivators in the famine era, the lantern family in the ancient period and the tomb guards in the pre-Qin era will not come to this end.

To gain light, there must be sacrifice. There has never been a saying of equivalence.

There is always someone stupid to die, it is possible to fight the present light.

"You can stop their people, but you can't stop the heart of lighting lights for mission and light. This... Is the lantern man." Qin Feng sighed and said: "Lantern people lighting lights have long been branded into their bone marrow. This is the inheritance of their ancestors' will."

Zhao Xiaoyu's delicate body trembled and slowly looked at the two children: "are you... Really not afraid of death?"

"We're afraid we can't light the light." the two children said in unison, without paying any attention to death.

Zhao Xiaoyu said painfully, "you can still be young and have a lot of time. Why do you stubbornly want to die!"

"This is the mission of Lantern people. Lantern people have lived for generations to protect the world. In this life, we are unable to protect the world. Then we should use our blood and bones to light the ancestral lamp. Even if the lantern family declines, we should still stick to their posts, even if we fight to the last person."

"Sister, let's light the lamp, otherwise it will be a blasphemy to the lantern bearer." the little girl said.

Zhao Xiaoyu closed his eyes and slowly released his hand.

"Thank you, sister and uncle. I hope we can use our lives to awaken the sleeping will of our ancestors." the two children finally lit the lamp, and there were two more young red lights on the wick.

Zhao Xiaoyu closed her eyes and couldn't help crying. She looked at Qin Feng and said, "uncle, my people, were they like this?"

Qin Feng didn't speak, but sighed deeply. The demise of the sword cultivator, the decline of the lantern family and the decline of the tomb guard family are enough to explain everything.

"I know." Zhao Xiaoyu took a breath and said, "even if I die, I will complete my mission and will not shame the tomb keepers."

If Zhao Xiaoyu agreed to come before, it was because of Qin Feng, and now she wants to protect from her heart.

The lantern man lit the lamp, which had too much impact on her. If the child still had this determination, what else could she not let go.

On the way back, they also met some people with lights in their hands. Qin Feng and Zhao Xiaoyu knew what they were going to do.

"Those who have no ability to carry lanterns, lighting the lights is the only way they can protect the world." Qin Feng sighed: "the lantern family is awesome."

Zhao Xiaoyu was silent. After a while, he suddenly said, "uncle, do I still have people?"

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "maybe when you can uncover that memory and really wake up, maybe you will know."

From the lantern old man, Qin Feng learned that the three known Guardian families, sword cultivators and lantern family, paid the most. It can be said that the whole army was destroyed.

And the tomb keepers should have spare strength.

But now it seems that although the lantern bearer is not strong enough, there are a lot of inheritors, but there seems to be no one else except Zhao Xiaoyu.

Zhao Xiaoyu was the only one who could follow the upheaval in those years. Perhaps only she knew what happened to the tomb keepers today.

Outside the kashelin Grand Canyon, Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the direction of the altar and said, "I hope those successive lantern people can really awaken their ancestors and don't let this sacrifice become powerless."

"Uncle, do you think the lamp... Can be lit?"

"Maybe!" looking up at the blue sky, Qin Feng whispered, "I firmly believe that sacrifice will always pay off one day."

Mount Tai, the gate of hell.

When Qin Feng came here with Zhao Xiaoyu, the sky was already gloomy. Chains of order fell from the empty sky and disappeared into the ground.

The ternary earth vein glows and resonates with the iron chain of order.

Above the ground, a huge black hole slowly emerged. Vaguely, there was a heavy drum sound, blowing the battle horn.

"Darkness comes, the underworld... Will come back, all souls... Return!"

It has a low voice, like the blood stained Buddha sound, rippling and opening.

"Kyushu... The person who sealed you has disappeared. You should come back."

The world shook with a roar. Qin Feng made a move to stabilize the world.

At this moment, his accomplishments returned to the point of quasi opening the Tianguan pass, because the dusty Kyushu was torn apart.

An extreme killing, a strong evil nature, a terrible corner of the truth, slowly came to the world.

The real Kyushu, shrouded in the veil of unknown years, will be lifted to reveal the real Kyushu mainland.

"Is the sword cultivator gone?"

"Well, that light doesn't work anymore."

"The smell of guarding the tomb completely disappeared."

"After all, the three guardians have disappeared in the long river of time. The birth of the underworld is unstoppable."

In the black hole, a big hand, dark shiny hair and a rotten smell came out. The sky was polluted and dead.

Visible to the naked eye, mountains, rivers, flowers and trees are withering, like being drained of vitality and desolation.

"Hell... We... Finally met."

Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them, with a deep and cold killing intention.

At this moment, Qin Feng could no longer restrain himself and returned to that cruel night.

"Then kill!" a big hand of spiritual power poked out, directly blasted the big black hand, and then stretched into the gate of hell to stir up his wind and cloud.