Chapter 1247

Looking at the three song Qingshu who were laughing and talking, the old Zhou's voice in the void smiled and said, "boy, I didn't expect you to inherit and accept this completely. It seems that there are successors in Haotian ancient country!"

After that, Mr. Zhou looked at Song Qingshu, took a deep breath, and then continued to ask, "you... Have you seen the Lord?"

When he said this sentence, Mr. Zhou suddenly trembled.

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu nodded and said slowly, "well, elder Qingyang, let me bring you a word."

Hearing song Qingshu's words, Mr. Zhou didn't speak, but he could see that Mr. Zhou's soul was shaking. He was looking forward to song Qingshu's words.

Looking at the trembling ghost of old Zhou, song Qingshu's eyes also showed a sense of desolation.

"Elder Qingyang said that you have done enough for Haotian ancient country for so many years. He is sorry for you. Tens of thousands of time has passed, Mr. Zhou... You should have a rest."

In a word, old Zhou's voice trembled again: "with the Lord of Qingyang, my life is enough for Zhou Yuantian! I am worthy of Haotian ancient country! "

Zhou Yuantian's voice was thick and trembling, and he couldn't help it. Even the whole palace followed his grief and sent out a slight wail, which added a bit of sadness to the already lonely palace.

"Mr. Zhou, senior Qingyang told me that you sacrificed your son and lived a lonely life for his military life and for protecting the prince of Haotian ancient country..." here, song Qingshu sighed, and then continued to say slowly: "in order to retain the last inheritance of the ancient country, burn your flesh and protect the ancient country for thousands of years!"

Hearing song Qingshu's words, Chu Liangcheng and Chu Yan were red in their eyes and felt very sad.

What righteousness and loyalty this is!

Even sacrifice their own flesh and blood, but also incarnate the spirit to protect the ancient country for tens of thousands of years. Such friendship can be compared with no one.

What great perseverance and determination is it to sacrifice parents and children? Does Zhou Yuantian feel heartache?

Of course, that's my own son, flesh and blood, how not painful. It must be a heartache, but I still made that choice!

Every time I think of this, Zhou Yuantian drinks and tears alone, but he doesn't regret it. If he experiences it once, Zhou Yuantian will still do so. This is his friendship for Haotian ancient country!

"The Lord has not forgotten himself, he has not forgotten himself!" At this time, hearing song Qingshu's words, Zhou Yuantian let go and cried.

Chu Yan is also crying, and even tough guys such as Chu Liangcheng can't help crying over the sky. Song Qingshu also feels very sad. He can imagine how much courage and perseverance Zhou Yuantian needs to pay for everything he has done for Haotian ancient country!

Then, Zhou Yuantian smiled. The laughter was so relaxed that he felt more relaxed than before. There were successors in the ancient country, and his responsibility had been fulfilled. He really should have a rest. For tens of thousands of years, he guarded the imperial palace of Haotian ancient country alone and the last hope of Haotian ancient country. He was really tired.

He wants to go underground with his wife and children!

"Buzzing!"

At this time, Haotian ancient imperial palace suddenly vibrated, and then a white smoke emerged. A middle-aged man with white hair came out. His face was firm, but at this time it was full of tears. A pair of eyes were full of thoughts and sadness. It was painful to look at it.

At this time, Zhou Yuantian smiled at Song Qingshu: "ha ha, there are successors in the ancient country. I can go safely. In the future, the fate of Haotian ancient country will be handed over to you."

Then Zhou Yuantian stroked his white hair and said faintly, "I'm old. I can't keep it anymore. I don't want to keep it anymore. It's been tens of thousands of years. I can't remember it for a long time. My wife and children are still waiting for me. I have to go to them."

In a word, inexplicably makes people worried and distressed.

Then, Zhou Yuantian's eyes fell on Song Qingshu again. He looked forward to and prayed. Then he said bitterly, "little friend, please help me with a word."

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu moved in his heart and nodded, "master ordered."

Seeing song Qingshu nodding, Zhou Yuantian smiled and said, "you tell the Lord of Qingyang for me that I don't have to regret for me. I've never complained about him. A man should have shed his blood for the country. I have no regrets in my life if I can follow the Lord! I'll go first and let him take care! "

Then, Zhou Yuantian walked slowly into the distance, and his figure became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

"Brothers, my wife and children, you all walk slowly. I'm old and can't walk. Wait for me!"

This sentence echoed in the palaces of Haotian ancient country and shook the hearts of the three people.

Song Qingshu three people stood for a long time, looking solemn.

"Grandpa, have a good trip!" For a long time, Chu Yan shouted in the direction of Zhou Yuantian's disappearance.

Song Qingshu and Chu Liangcheng stood there.

Then the three left. They had spent months here. They needed to leave. After all, the dead were gone.

"Brother Chu, Yan Yan, we should go. The dead are gone. We can't stay here alone for too long." Half an hour later, song Qingshu spoke to Chu Liangcheng and Chu Yan.

Hearing song Qingshu's words, Chu Liangcheng and Chu Yan nodded.

……

"Bang!"

I saw that there were three figures flying out of the suddenly appeared lake. They were song Qingshu, Chu Liangcheng and Chu Yan.

At this time, after the transformation of the inheritance of Haotian ancient country, they can undoubtedly be called a qualitative leap. With their improved strength, they also look more dust-free.

"There is an account. We need to calculate it."

Suspended on the lake, song Qingshu looked at the distance and said slowly. His eyes showed a cold and arrogant color. At first, they were forced by the dead body army in the territory of the puppet God Emperor. If the world hadn't changed suddenly, they would have been wiped out by the dead body army in the territory of the puppet God Emperor.

Now, it's time to liquidate.

"Brother song, what are you going to do next? What kind of account? " Hearing song Qingshu's words, Chu Yan was a little confused and asked curiously.

"Brother song, do you want to... But there are a large number of dead bodies, I'm afraid..." but Chu Liangcheng understands the meaning of song Qingshu, but although the three of them have improved their strength, he is still worried.