Chapter 1398

"Here it is." Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, felt for a moment, then made a judgment.

In the double pupils of fengyunsheng, the blue and black magic lights flash: "it seems that this is not a completely closed foreign space."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "the emperor of Tongming entered this place for the first time in those years and was trapped for hundreds of years. Later, he opened the door and left again. After that, the space boundary here changed, which means that it has some connections."

"If you come in from different places, you may find your feet in different places in this foreign space."

As they spoke, they walked forward.

In the world in front of us, the water curtain interweaves again and again, making it seem like a maze.

Contact with the water curtain, or try to walk through the water curtain, you may get away from this foreign space and be transmitted to other places.

A moment later, Yan Zhaoge and his wife passed by the corner between the two water curtains. They turned their heads and looked at each other. Their eyes lit up immediately.

There, clearly stands a tall and straight Canghua God tree!

Although it is not as tall as the sacred tree embodied by Shao junhuang on the obsidian, it can also be called a giant tree.

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng both sighed when they watched the bright and green trees.

So far, there is no fluke. Hu Yuexin, the great emperor of the Ming Dynasty, just fell here.

One of the characteristics of their inheritance is that if the strong ones who have become immortals sit down and fall down, they will turn into Canghua trees.

The tall god tree is standing and overlapped with a water curtain, and is generally immersed in the water curtain.

Its whole seems to stand in the double space-time, but it is not torn, mysterious and mysterious.

However, it can be seen that at present, it is in a weak balance. A little carelessly, the balance is broken, the space is misplaced, and the tall god tree may be split in two.

Yan Zhaoge and his wife came to the tree and felt the breath of life. The branches and leaves on the trunk were windless and swaying gently.

"Well?" Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, held out his finger, and lightly pointed at the trunk: "where there is disrespect, don't blame the Ming emperor."

With his touch, the trunk burst into light.

Between light and shadow, a person's image gradually emerges in the empty space.

After the image is stable and clear, it shows a woman's figure.

The woman looked about thirty years old, in a white dress, sitting cross legged.

Its appearance is beautiful, but it can't be called the best. It's better to respect Shao junhuang on the obsidian or snow Chuqing, the mother of Yan Zhaoge.

Both Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng are familiar with her. They have seen the light and shadow images of her for a long time. They know that this white skirt woman is Shao junhuang's disciple, xuechuqing's "Shizu grandma".

Emperor Tongming, Hu Yuexin.

However, Hu Yuexin in the light and shadow images of Yan Zhaoge and his wife, though not so beautiful, has a high temperament and unique charm, which surpasses countless women in the world.

At the moment, in the reflection of the light on the Canghua tree, Hu Yuexin's face is dim, and his skin color is extremely pale.

Years passed, but through this light and shadow image, Yan Zhaoge and her two people seemed to feel her weakness.

It seemed to be the last scene of her life.

It's hard to recover from the serious injury. Although we dodged our pursuers and hid here through the tributary of Tianhe River, we are still in the state of dying.

Hu Yuexin, who sits cross legged, exhales a long breath.

The breath is not colorless, but a mixture of gray and blood red.

As soon as the breath fell, she had no blood on her cheeks, but more ruddy.

Unfortunately, that's not a sign of relief.

On the contrary, it is the last reflection of human life.

Hu Yuexin in the picture has no spirit in both eyes, a gloomy expression, a tense body gradually relaxed, and a straight back gradually decayed.

Her eyes moved, as if they were in focus again, but gradually became hazy and covered with tears.

"PATA, PATA..."

Tears fell from her eyes, and her eyes were full of panic and weakness.

The contrast between Hu Yuexin at this moment and her in all people's past impression is really huge.

"I Don't want to die Don't die Don't...... "

In the void, the weak sob sounds, full of the fear of death and the desire for survival.

To the later, light and shadow pictures in the voice, gradually more and more regret and depression.

I regret that my life is gone like this. I regret that I have given my life for a piece of Tianyuan stone. I regret that I used to be addicted to the illusory things like the revival of Taoism.

Later, regret gradually turned into resentment.

I hate myself for paying so much, but I was expelled by the same way in the upper world. I was lonely and helpless. I was chased and killed by others. I died alone in such a place, and no one even knew it!

Hate their own stupidity, in order to an illusory ideal, waste their own years, exhausted their life experience, how unworthy, how unwise!

Resent the master who cheated himself on this road, Shao junhuang! Stupidity destroys her life, not to speak, but also Hu Yuexin's life!

Endless regret, regret why they will for others, so pay for their own life, pay for their own lives.

Curse, drink

Unimaginable vicious words came out of Hu Yue's heart and were added to Shao junhuang, the eternal emperor of Antarctica, Gao Han, Ling Qing and even Yin Tianxia, who were originally like-minded people, and to all people.

The curses went from high to low, and finally turned into sobs and tears again.

In fact, all that is revealed from it comes from the fear of death and the regret for one's own life.

The cry became weaker and weaker, and the white figure became weaker and weaker, and gradually fell to the ground. All was despair

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng look at all this without expression.

"It is said that only before death can a person see the most real things in his heart and know what kind of person he is."

Yan Zhaoge's voice echoed in the space: "I agree with this view."

"Especially when you know you are going to die, but you can't die quickly. You can only wait for death helplessly and slowly. That's the most painful time." Yan Zhao's face was expressionless. He crossed the tree trunk and came to the water curtain: "although the situation is terrible, it is inevitable that there are some accidents and some disappointments, but it is not completely incomprehensible for Tongming emperor to have the thought of remorse before his death."

"But..."

Yan Zhaoge raises his palm, and Xu Xu presses on the water curtain, which immediately shakes.

The scene projected from the Canghua tree was suddenly interrupted.

"What I want to see is the real picture of emperor Tongming before his death, not something that some asshole has fooled me out."

Yan Zhaoge looks at the depression of water curtain coldly and turns it into a space-time hole.

At the other end of time and space, there is a figure of a person, lazily saying, "ah, you see it?"

It is Chen Qianhua.