Chapter 117

The voice is empty and melodious, as if sighing about the vicissitudes of 800 years, as if sighing about the decline of the Holy Land in the end of the world. All things come out slowly from the sound of nothingness.

Xiao Chen felt a little desolate.

Similarly, there are also sighs

However, it's amazing that the sound didn't come into the ears of Lei Yunting and Lei Ruan, which shocked Xiao Chen.

Their distance is not far, but why can't they hear the lonely voice?

As if feeling Xiao Chen's doubts, the voice said with a low smile: "this cemetery has a boundary, can be isolated from the cemetery, only when you step into the cemetery can you feel And you can come in, but you don't have to go out... "

In a word, Xiao Chen's face changed slightly.

"What do you mean

The voice said: "those who step into my graveyard will be judged by me. If they can get my approval, they can inherit my will of the holy land, and then they can step out of my graveyard. Otherwise, they will become prisoners and sink here all their lives..."

The words of the voice echoed in Xiao Chen's ears.

Only when they are recognized can they inherit the will of the Holy Land and go out of the cemetery, or they will become prisoners for life and sink here

Xiao Chen's face gradually became dignified.

"Think about it?" For a long time, the voice came out slowly.

Xiao Chen smiles: "do I have any other choice?"

"You can stay as a prisoner."

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Impossible..."

Xiao Chen is speechless. I know it's impossible for you to ask! Xiao Chen can't help laughing at this time. This guy is crazy here, ha ha.

"Now that you've thought about it, come here." That voice urges a way, as if impatient general, prompt a way: "set foot on the high platform in front of my grave, don't have any resistance, otherwise be doomed, sink nine you, don't blame I didn't remind you!"

Xiao Chen nodded.

Then slowly stepped on the high platform.

"Master, can you tell me what is the holy land of the end of heaven?"

That voice cold hum a, seem to be discontented, way: "wait for you to pass the trial to say again, otherwise said also white say, waste my saliva."

As soon as the voice fell, a divine light came down from the sky and enveloped Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen, who was oppressed by great divine power, directly drank blood and his face was extremely ugly. However, he followed the voice and did not resist, otherwise he would not bear the consequences.

He is not afraid, but can't afford to play.

Because he has no influence, he can only be at the mercy of others at this time.

Boom!

Xiao Chen's blood column burst and his clothes were dyed red.

Even his skin is cracked. This kind of strong pressure is not what his strength can bear. I'm afraid it's the level of Dao Yang. I'm afraid the night is not worth mentioning under this divine light, thought Xiao Chen.

But the next moment, Xiao Chen's look suddenly ugly.

Because the divine light intruded into his own consciousness.

Explore your memory!

And all the secrets of yourself!

This makes Xiao Chen's face very ugly, even his hands are blue, but it is not easy to move, can only let the light evoke his most reluctant and most profound memories.

Xiao Chen looks at the memory light spot in the divine consciousness, and gradually sink into it

Outside the cemetery, Lei Yunting and Lei Ruan seemed to be imprisoned. Then a voice came slowly: "you two can practice here, but don't move a step, or you will die!"

The voice was stern and oppressive.

Let two people pale, and then the voice disappeared, two people are slowly cross knees and sit, into the cultivation, dare not move, and here the aura is sufficient, let two people soon into a settled state.

On the other hand, Xiao Chen was in great pain.

Because his memory brought him back to his childhood, which was the last experience he wanted to recall.

"Uncle Zu, please give me some medicine. My mother is ill." It was a small figure. At this time, he was looking at a middle-aged man. The man looked at the child with disdainful eyes.

The child is Xiao Chen in his childhood.

"No, no, go away."

That person impatiently urges a way, small Xiao Chen full face of disappointment, think a way mother is seriously ill lie on the bed, the heart bursts of pain.

And here comes a young man in gorgeous clothes.

That's the elder's, so Nie Yunfeng.

"Uncle Zu, I've come to get my training." Nie Yunfeng opens a way, that person immediately takes on a pair of smiling face, welcomed up, hisses cold to ask warm.

"Yunfeng has a good talent. It's time to build up the atmosphere. Wait a minute." The man entered the medicine Pavilion and soon took out two packages of herbs and handed them to Nie Yunfeng.

"Practice well."

Xiao Chen saw this scene, his face was full of grief and indignation.

"Uncle Zu, why can Nie Yunfeng get medicine, but I can't? I'm my father's own son, the eldest son of my family, and I have the right to receive medicine. "The man saw that Xiao Chen's face was gloomy again.

"The eldest son? But you are a waste. Why should the family supply medicine to a waste? It's a waste of family resources. Get out of here. "

Nie Yunfeng looked at Xiao Chen and said, "cousin, do you need medicine? Is my aunt ill? "

"Well." Xiao Chen nodded without hesitation.

Nie Yunfeng said with a smile: "that's simple. As long as you climb over my crotch, I'll give you a bag of medicine. How about that?"

Xiao Chen's face changed greatly.

"No, I don't climb." Although Xiao Chen is young, she has heard her mother say that she is the eldest son of the family. How can the blood of the family master climb under the crotch of an elder's grandson?!

Xiao Chen turned and ran.

Nie Yunfeng's face changed and he yelled, "get him back for me." The next man nodded and took Xiao Chen back in three or two steps.

"No climbing? I want you to climb through my young master's crotch. " Then he ordered his servants to force Xiao Chen to climb over Nie Yunfeng's crotch.

Xiao Chen looks at Nie Yunfeng in humiliation.

"I'm crawling. Give me the medicine." Xiao Chen's voice trembled with anger, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't practice. He was not their opponent at all, and he had to take care of his mother

Nie Yunfeng said: "what I said is that I gave you the medicine only when you volunteered, but if you refused, there would be no medicine, stupid." Then he left with a laugh.

Xiao Chen turned away with tears of humiliation in her eyes.

Nie family, main room

Xiao Chen came here alone, knelt down on his knees and said in a loud voice: "Dad, please help me. My mother is ill. The family uncle of the medicine Pavilion won't give me medicine. Please help my mother..."

"Dad, please."

"Dad, help your mother..."

Xiao Chen burst into tears, but no one responded. Although he knew it in his heart, he didn't want to let go of any hope that he could save his mother.

This kneeling is a day.

But there is still no sound in the room. Xiao Chen's heart is like ashes. Finally, he is disappointed with his father. He drags his tired body back to his dilapidated courtyard.

"Mother, I'm back."

Xiao Chen said in a voice, but he happened to see Xiao Yunlan's hemoptysis, his face like gold paper.

Xiao Chen rushed over.

"Niang, chen'er is useless. I didn't ask for any medicine to treat Niang. Niang, how are you?"

Xiao Yunlan reluctantly showed a smile: "I'm afraid my mother can't take care of you. You should live well in the future..." Said, tears dripping, a mouthful of blood spit out, let go of the world.

Xiao Chen burst out crying, tears blurred his eyes.

Holding my mother's body tightly, my body is shaking

Outside, Xiao Chen's body kept shaking, his eyes closed, and his whole body was filled with boundless evil spirit.

"Mother, don't die..."

Xiao Chen tears out of the corner of his eyes, sending out desolation.

"Mother, don't leave me..."