Chapter 511: The shepherd awakens!

Song Lang was killed in battle, and the Qilin Army was destroyed.

Such news has been considered a major earthquake in top families like the Song family.

Song Gudu's expression was sad, silent for a long time, and hissed, "I harmed him. If I hadn't ordered him to chase the evil dragon, he wouldn't have encountered any accidents - I harmed Song Lang."

"Grandpa, don't blame yourself, this matter has nothing to do with you." Song Tao quickly spoke out to comfort him. "Song Lang is a general, a soldier of the empire. Killing the enemy in blood is the responsibility of the soldier, and he may be killed by the enemy at any time-"

"After that being said, but--" Song Gudu sighed softly, took back the golden ball above his head, and then stood up from the soup spring. "After all, there is a good grandson missing."

"grandfather--"

"If Li Muyang lives, the Song family will die. If Li Muyang dies, the Song family will die." Song Gudu looked at the heavy snow in the distance and said, "This is a fate."

"Grandpa, Li Muyang, is he really a dragon?"

Seeing that my grandfather didn't answer, but just looked at him with thoughtful eyes, Song Tao was frightened and sweated in a cold sweat. He hurriedly explained: "I'm not going to disobey my grandfather and don't believe what my grandfather said. But Chenxi kept saying that there could be no dragons in the world. Perhaps she was influenced by her, so she asked this question - but since my grandfather said there was a dragon, there would naturally be a dragon. Unexpectedly, the dragon clan disappeared for thousands of years and appeared in the human world again. It was really hateful."

"Is the morning light good?"

"Chenxi is very good. I was recuperating at home. I originally clamored to come to visit my grandfather together, but I refused."

"It's cold and cold, so you can't let her suffer from the cold." Song Gudu said seriously.

"Yes, grandpa. I told her that too. But she was still a little angry."

"This child." Song Gudu shook his head gently.

"Grandpa, you just said that Li Muyang lived, then the Song family died, Li Muyang died, then the Song family lived - that Li Muyang, did he really have such great influence? How could his life and death actually affect the rise and fall of the Song family?"

"Things in the world are so magical." Song Gudu's expression was solemn, and he said: "There is a book in his home called "Tuibei#tu". The name is inconspicuous, but the contents are unfathomable. You can choose a fulcrum in the long river of history, which can be pushed up by five thousand years or ten thousand years. I chose several fulcrums and found that the historical process was exactly the same as what this book deduced. Later, I tried to calculate the rise and fall of my Song family, but unfortunately—"

"What a pity?"

"Although I understand the basics of this, I still calculate that the Song family will encounter a great disaster. When they encounter fire, they will live, and when they encounter water, they will die."

"What grandpa means?"

"The princess of the Mauryan Dynasty led a large army to trample on my land of the West Wind and massacre my West Wind pillars. She always had to give an explanation." Song Gudu did not talk deeply about the meaning of deduction with his grandson, but instead changed the topic and led the topic to Song Lang who died in battle.

"King Fu - the king has sent a note to the Mauryan Dynasty, and our envoy is also on the way to the Mauryan Dynasty. If the Mauryan Dynasty favors her daughter and does not give us a word, then don't blame our West Wind Army for being in the face, and it's not overdoing it." Song Tao said hatefully. After all, the elite of his Song family died in battle, and his brother of the same clan was also very unhappy.

"Princess Qiandu is a guest from afar. Xifeng should invite her to the capital to fulfill her friendship with the landlords." Song Gudu pondered for a moment and said out loud.

"Yes, grandpa." Song Tao nodded and said, "Before Song Lang died in battle, he sent a call for help from Ghost Butterfly. Now eight nearby legions have come to rescue. Ying Qiandu led the Ghost Dance Legion to traverse in my West Wind. He will definitely be surrounded by my master of eccentric mirrors and finally made dumplings."

"Go." Song Gudu waved his hand and said tiredly: "Take good care of the morning light."

"Yes." Song Tao glanced at his grandfather and thought to himself that until now, his grandfather was still caring about Chenxi's physical condition. It seemed that in his heart, the granddaughter whom he loved the most was Song Chenxi.

Song Tao bowed and then left in a hurry.

"The Bodhisattva bleeds, and the country lost its pillars-" Song Gudu looked up at a cold plum blossom with pink stamens blooming in the distance, and murmured to himself: "Which pillar is missing?"

"Chenxi, Chenxi - Is the life and death of the Song family really related to you, a weak woman? Then "Tuibei#tu" really calculates the fate of my Song family? A great disaster was born in three thousand and one hundred years. Can this great disaster really end the glorious prosperity of the Song family?"

"You and I are in harmony with each other, and I am willing to swear with family glory-"

"The demons in the abyss broke through the wall, and the creatures were in trouble. The catastrophe in China was approaching--the human and dragon clans should have been one in the same position to save China from water and fire--"

"You stupid guys, you have natural magical skills, but you are as stupid as the cheapest pig trick. Kill it - kill those evil black dragons -"

"Kill it-"

"Kill it-"

"Kill it—"—

boom--

Li Muyang suddenly woke up from one nightmare after another.

His face was pale, sweating profusely, breathing rapidly, and his chest was beating violently.

It was a long and dark life, it was a painful memory that made people sad and indignant and desperate.

That endless battle, the war and sea of ​​blood that cannot be seen--

The oath initiated by honor, the cruelest betrayals-

Those bodies that were cut by thousands of swords, the huge cut-off heads, and the blood-stained river—

They are all deeply engraved in Li Muyang's heart and deep in Li Muyang's heart.

He hurts!

Heart-wrenching!

It hurts to the core!

Remember it.

Remember them all.

One by one, one by one.

Clear, clear.

Tens of thousands of years ago, they killed themselves once.

Now, they are going to kill themselves again.

"I don't accept it." Li Muyang heard clearly that deep in his heart, a monster full of black was roaring.

"I want to take revenge!"

"The blood debt must be paid for blood!"

Li Muyang opened his eyes, and blood mist filled his pupils. He could not see the black pupils, and his pupils were completely covered by blood.

"Li Muyang, you are awake--" Qiandu lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Ah——" Qiandu exclaimed as he looked at Li Muyang's face.

Click—

The porcelain bowl in his hand also fell to the ground and fell into pieces.
Chapter completed!