Chapter 178

The dawn light rose from the East.

The darkness dispersed, and the warm morning glow fell on the mountains and rivers between heaven and earth. It was just the sunshine that should have been warm. At this moment, it was sad. The hidden sadness was removed and exposed, with many scars.

"Thank you."

Looking at the glow of the morning, king an whispered.

Look at the fading darkness.

There are thousands of reluctant to give up in his heart, not to give up the darkness, but the one who walked alone to the darkness.

"Darkness has a long way to go. May the childe sing all the way."

The sound was like a wake-up bell, and the princes of Tianshu pass shouted together, which made the sky roar, the earth tremble, and the city pass tremble.

Each of the princes stooped down, made the most precious gift, and fell to the ground to worship.

People understand the meaning of the disappearance of darkness.

The ancient emperor Qingxuan went into darkness and never saw him again.

And so did he.

"Darkness has a long way to go. May the childe sing all the way."

The people of Tianshu pass shouted from old to young. The voice rang through the dawn and the world shook.

This moment.

The eyes of the strong in the Qin Dynasty were staring at this direction.

Listening to the distant sound, the brilliance in my eyes flickers.

There were strong people in the cities of the Qin Dynasty who stood up and bowed down to the side of the Tianshu pass in front of thousands of Qin people.

The strong bow down.

This makes the people of Daqin don't understand why. However, when they think of the darkness and the soldiers guarding the city, they are in love and should worship.

The emperor of the Qin Dynasty, from top to bottom, from the emperor to the people, all bowed down in that direction.

The people did not know who they were worshipping. They only thought they were soldiers before Thanksgiving. Only the strong understood who they were worshipping, soldiers and the childe.

Imperial City, Hospitality Inn.

The darkness left, the trees fell and the dead leaves circled in the wind.

In the hospitable Inn, steward Zhang is like a dead old man standing in the backyard. The early morning wind stirs his clothes, and a few strands of gray silver hair swing in the air.

His eyes sprang open.

His eyes looked at the Tianshu pass, and his gray and turbid eyes saw white clouds floating in the blue sky. Daqin paid homage and drew pictures, which was a picture of gratitude.

In the middle of the eye, it is not as magnificent as imagined, nor earth shaking.

Only simple thanks and kowtow, it seems so simple, but it is so unforgettable, like an endless soft song, gentle, light, soft, sad

Yan Wu's shoulders trembled and his upper and lower teeth clenched.

"Didn't you say you would come back."

He stood where he was, unwilling to leave for a long time, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Flying fairy Dynasty.

The strong look into the distance with deep eyes. No one can know what they think.

Lord Feixian looked at the direction of Tianshu pass.

He thought of the mountain scenery. The mountain was not high and the water was not deep, but it was quiet and fragrant with plants and trees.

"That's his burial place."

His soft voice melted into the air.

Trying to kill Fang Xuan, I didn't expect... He would end in this way.

Somehow, a heavy burden fell in the heart of Lord Feixian, and a long breath loosened him out.

A pair of glowing eyes twinkled.

Until now, the emperor realized that the seemingly young man put too much pressure on him.

Unknowingly, it was pressing the Lord of the divine Dynasty out of breath.

The invisible pressure was not realized until Fang Xuan died.

The southern dipper Dynasty.

"Did you die like this?" Ning Yuxuan, a saint, was in a trance at this moment and felt unreal.

Looking at the light outside.

Many princes in the starry palace have happy faces.

To tell you the truth, they're really scared.

Afraid of the young master in white coming back, his mystery really made these princes who were in charge of thousands of people's life and death scared.

This day.

The broken soil shakes.

When the vigil came, the childe struck in white to block the invasion of darkness. It was brilliant and sad.

The whole world was in an uproar because of him.

Those who knew Fang Xuan felt incredible, and the problems that had haunted their minds for a long time reappeared in their minds.

Who the hell is he.

What kind of power is needed to have such a figure.

What he did was more mythical than myth, almost dreamy and false.

"Constantly creating miracles, unforgettable achievements are destined to shake the past and shine the present. Even if you die, you will be immortal and sing forever."

"He doesn't belong to any force. Maybe we all understand it wrong. Such a person may exist as a glory. Is he... An immortal?"

There are also people who don't know about Fang Xuan.

When the darkness came, the darkness outside, together with every living creature gathering place, Fang Xuan's figure was seen by the living creatures. No one knew. The unknown wanted to know who the young man in white was.

Is it emperor?

Which emperor is from ancient to modern times.

People want to eulogize it.

Every intelligent creature in the world is talking about the childe.

Dressed in white, with a worn milk can hanging from his head, he broke through the darkness alone, just like the ancient emperor Qingxuan, suppressed the vigil and returned Lang Lang day in the world.

The name of Fang Xuan spread all over the world.

People who know his deeds can't keep their mouths open for a long time.

"Is it the reincarnation of the emperor?"

"There has never been a saying of the reincarnation of the great emperor since ancient times. I think he is a disciple who was stopped by the emperor, or a parent-child of the emperor. He has survived to this era and is blooming brilliantly."

"Against the sky, his deeds did not exist in ancient times. Will they exist in the future? I don't think they will."

People are telling about Fang Xuan's strength and are shocked by his existence.

It is also the color of regret left by countless people after praise.

"If such a person is given time, the invincibility of Dihong, Qiantu and annihilation will continue again. We will witness it