Xianghe

I have never felt that Tiangong is a place with such a strong vitality.

I never felt that those priests who were like wood and statues in the past turned out to be such flesh and blood people with their own dazzling thoughts.

I never felt that the "people in the story" other than myself should also be human.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, it should be a place like stagnant water, and it's obviously a group of people who are half-lived and half-dead after reaching the highest level, without a clear goal of survival, no hope for the future, and no special obsession. It's just for living itself. For them, Tiangong should be just a place to stay?

Even if, even without this place to stay, they still have choices.

Even if they can no longer be gods in the future, for these half-lived old people, they have already lived enough.

Obviously, it should be a group of walking corpses who are all the same to them no matter what path they are taking. Obviously, when the Tiangong was replaced in the past, I have never seen these people have much sense of resistance.

Why, at this moment, these people are so desperate for this rotten heavenly palace that is almost collapsing?

From the appearance of Gu Xiaowu, and from the main forces of both sides joining the battlefield, the full-scale battle officially started.Everyone started to work hard for one goal.

"Now, do you still have time to worry about others?"

There was another red streak on his shoulder, the impact even directly broke his protective golden body, Yuan Qinghui covered the affected area in pain, and looked up to see the person who injured him.

The biggest disadvantage of using one enemy against many is that as long as there is a slight slack, you can be found by the enemy. Maybe the total value of mana is not far behind, but in terms of mental power, Yuan Qinghui alone cannot compare Been so many people.

The most important thing is that the former self seems to have really underestimated the true power of Tiangong and the others.

For example, the person who hurt himself in front of him, uh... I don't remember such a person in Tiangong at all?

In the past, the gods of the Tiangong worked for others. They had never tried their best for a certain goal like they are now. However, at this last critical moment, their strength was brought to the extreme, even surpassing their original strength. Should have the level of strength!

What was the name of the old man who was always guarding the gate outside the hall?Yuan Qinghui has never remembered his name, and every time he saw him in the past, he always looked sullen, without any anger, as if he had been smoothed by repeated things for many years, but at the moment he is in Tiangong In the team, they aim to be faster than anyone else, no matter whether Tiangong wins or loses, they will not change in any way, if they win, they will continue to work in their original positions until they die, if they lose——

"This is the last choice His Majesty gave us. This is the Heavenly Palace that the old man has seen countless times ups and downs. How could he be willing to see it fall down?"

Yuan Qinghui asked those guys in front of him who were more desperate than the other, like a child who was bullied, and asked in puzzlement.

The old man's answer made Yuan Qinghui seem to know something. From the moment Gu Xiaowu appeared, the moment he showed his brilliance, the gods of Tiangong seemed to know that Yuan Xiang and the two wanted to destroy the entire Tiangong system real purpose.

But even though there was a reason to save his life, the answers given to him by those who resisted them, although they were different, were all the same, which Yuan Qinghui couldn't understand.

This old man is doing a job of opening and closing the door of the main hall every day, and the repetition is boring. After a long time like this, everyone will go crazy, and everyone will want to get rid of it.

At least when Yuan Qinghui went to Tiangong, he felt that it was very dull, and the people there were also very depressing.

But I never thought that these people would love such a life so much.

No, no, it seems that what they love is not this kind of life, but a certain beautiful persistence in their hearts.

It's as if Yuan Qinghui used to think that Tiangong was a good place because of the existence of Xianghe, and he wanted to work harder to climb to a higher position in Tiangong.

Because there is something attached to it, I want to protect it.

What these people are obsessed with is not something tangible like Yuan Qinghui's obsession with Xianghe, but something even more illusory and incomprehensible to a person like Yuan Qinghui who has always lived a self-centered life.

"It's just a building that should have collapsed a long time ago. What is there to protect with your life?"

During the scuffle, Yuan Qinghui's skill was unexpectedly found a gap by the old man, and another color was hung on his shoulder.

"You young people are the hope of the world. Of course you don't understand us old people. We are old, we have lived enough, and we don't have many things to cherish. But, this Tiangong, it is the old people who have stayed for thousands of years. Thousands of years ago, the old man saw it standing there before his ascension, carrying the beliefs of the whole world. His existence itself is a unique symbol. Even in the mortal world, seeing an ancient The palace wall is about to be destroyed, and mortals will feel a little bit of heartache, right? No matter what dark killings have been experienced in the palace wall, it is also something that people have believed in for thousands of years. This city has existed for thousands of years. For tens of thousands of years, the Heavenly Palace has carried the beliefs of the people, and the old man is not willing to watch it fall while the old man is still alive."

Incomprehensible, completely incomprehensible.

Not only the old man's thoughts, but also the extraordinary strength that the old man erupted at this moment, made Yuan Qinghui unable to understand.

It's just a building, so what?

Yuan Qinghui did not have due respect for dead things, nor could he understand people's feelings for dead things.

"You young people may be the hope of the world, and we old people may be backward, but even this building is something we want to protect. You know, how many bricks and tiles there are in the entire Tiangong, how many wandering creatures, there are How many immortals like the old man who can't be promoted for ten thousand years? Of course you don't know this kind of thing, but the old man is old and stubborn, so he loves this kind of thing."

Being confused by what the old man said, Yuan Qinghui stroked his train of thought, and thought about it with his own logic, and seemed to be able to understand it a little bit, although it was from another angle--taking Tiangong as his Xianghe. It's easy to understand.

As long as he connected the unusual strength suddenly erupted by this old man with his state when he saw Xianghe in danger, it seemed quite understandable.

Because of faith, everyone who is willing to come forward to fight with him at this moment should not be underestimated.

Even though he completely withdrew his energy from watching Xianghe's fight, and devoted himself to dealing with the enemies in front of him, but it still took a few strokes, and he got a lot of color on his body.

The back was the most seriously injured place, until another color was hung on the back, Yuan Qinghui turned his head and saw the person he least wanted to see.

"General? Why are you? I didn't intend to hurt you. As long as you support Xianghe with me, it's not a problem to live for thousands of years with your skill. Why bother to die?"

Yuan Qinghui knew about this general. Although this general's position in Tiangong was lower than him at the beginning, his "renown" in the world was the widest among the gods of war. You have to pay homage to him every time you build a road. More importantly, if you have to talk about it, Yuan Qinghui in his previous life still has some karma with this old general.

The former Yuan Qinghui was also blessed by this general. When he was ten years old, when he ascended to worship his ancestors, a landslide happened. If the old general hadn't appeared, his family would have been buried deep in the mountains.

Since then, although not religiously, because the vibe in their family is: I get what I deserve.However, even a family with such an atmosphere would pay homage to the old general every year and holiday.

He knew that if he really wanted to do something, the gods of the Heavenly Palace would inevitably end up declining and dying. It can be said that even if Yuan Qinghui kept them, he would be the executioner who would indirectly cause everyone to die in the future.

Even so, he definitely didn't want to do anything to this person himself. If he really did it himself, it would be an unavoidable sin that cannot be washed away.

"When I was a man, I fought and died for the king. When I was a god, I volunteered to die for the emperor!"

The general's loud voice reminded Yuan Qinghui in a trance of the moment when the man performed a miracle to save him during the landslide.

For a while, my heart softened.

If there is no such person, there will be no later self, and there will be no chance to see Xianghe.

But at this moment, in the battlefield where life and death are at stake, showing a little pity and reluctance to the enemy is a fatal taboo for oneself.

There was an inspiring cheer on the battlefield.

Corresponding to this was the heavy sword inserted into Yuan Qinghui's body by the general.

But the cheers were fleeting. Corresponding to this was the head of the general slowly falling to the ground, and the tears that fell from the crowd in sync with Yuan Qinghui.

This well-known general, after joining the battle, expressed his lifelong pursuit of loyalty and justice with only one sentence, and then he didn't say any more nonsense. He didn't join the battlefield for a long time, but he gave Yuan Qinghui Biggest hit so far!

Yuan Qinghui pulled out the epee that the general had inserted into his body, and threw it on the ground with a "thump".

Suddenly a big hole appeared in the body, and blood flowed out from the body.

He was still a little dizzy for a moment, but he quickly managed to stabilize his figure.

Following the thrown sword, Yuan Qinghui glanced at the general who had fallen to the ground and had his body separated.

Still can't understand, a king who has been seen by everyone to be a foolish king, a heavenly palace that has no need to guard at all, why does this person want to guard so desperately, just for the so-called loyalty?

Because you can't understand it, you will find such persistence ridiculous.

It is never possible for people to understand each other, just like others cannot understand Yuan Qinghui's willingness to go to this point for a fallen angel.

However, people with a slightly higher level of thinking and a little more depth can often even if they can't understand the other party's thoughts, they can at least be considerate.

I may not understand your attachment to something, but I can understand your attachment itself.

Because, I have too.

Maybe because this is an existence that has been kind to me, there will always be more feelings, so after the warm blood of this person wraps around my palm, my heart will become colder.

Next, Yuan Qinghui discarded all unnecessary emotions that shouldn't exist, just to give himself one more chance to win in this war.

Because, his opponents, one by one, became more serious.