Heavenly Martial Arts - 133. Chapter 133 Master Yi Jian's Final Closing

The night is dark, the howling wind is rolling, the sun and the moon are blank, and the stars are dim.

He Heng was looking at Fu Cailin.

Fu Cailin was also looking at He Heng.

The outside world was noisy because of Yang Guang’s death, the Sui army was mourning, and the Goryeo army was cheering.

“Your Majesty, why did you go like this? You haven’t ruled the world and achieved a great cause that has never been seen before?” This is the sorrow of Yang Guang’s courtier.

“Funjun, I said that you would regret if you let our sisters go. Now you can only go to hell and regret it.” This was the cheers of Sister Fu Junyu.

“Death, you Han dogs!” “Er waits for the outside barbarians, I will kill you to avenge your majesty.”

Under the sky of fire, countless people were fighting frantically, and the sergeants were frantic. The blood made the night terrible.

The night is getting darker.

It’s just that all of this has nothing to do with He Heng and Fu Cailin.

They have forgotten everything, all glory and disgrace, lust, family and country, are nothingness.

At this moment, in their world, all…only each other!

In He Heng’s eyes, Fu Cailin seemed to be transformed into a simple and gorgeous sword, under the confinement of endless pressure and responsibility, pursuing the profound meaning of life and death with incomparably bright sparks of life.

In Fu Cailin’s eyes, He Heng is a vast starry sky, a vast universe, endless, like all-inclusive, and like nothingness. He is constantly changing, as if eternally unchanged, he is He Heng, he is him!

The two stared at each other, and they both saw the perseverance in each other’s eyes, the sincerity and perseverance in each other’s eyes.

And, that endless murderous intent!

The fighting spirit is permeating.

Fu Cailin raised his sword.

There is only one sword in the world!

He Heng raised his hands, his hands merged with his eyes, and his eyes became one with his thoughts. The touch of the eyes is where the thoughts are, and the hands are where they are.

Heaven, earth and people have been integrated.

The color of the sky is changing, the wind is howling, there are no stars and moon tonight, just because the moonlight and starlight will be dimmed under their brilliance.

He Heng remained motionless, and the universe seemed to freeze, but it seemed to be in constant motion. All of them were mysterious and mysterious.

Fu Cailin didn’t make a move for a long time because he was waiting for He Heng to make a move.

A good chess piece will never choose the first move in the opening game.

Because the chessboard at this time was empty, they couldn’t find the most suitable point.

So they need to wait until the other party makes the first move.

He Heng is like this, and so is Fu Cailin.

They were very patient and waited for each other not anxiously at all.

I don’t know how long it has passed before He Heng finally moved.

But his actions made Fu Cailin very strange, he just simply smiled.

The smile is very bright, with He Heng’s unique temperament, it is enough to make any girl’s heart shining.

However, in Fu Cailin’s eyes, the smile was so terrible, it was enough to make him fall into the hell of Abi.

Suddenly, they quit the state of forgetting things.

Fu Cailin looked around in surprise.

I found something wrong, very wrong!

The ground was full of corpses. This was not enough to make Fu Cailin strange. The war was cruel and would take countless lives.

But the strange thing is that these corpses are actually familiar to her, they are all his tribe, the army of Goguryeo, and the people of Goguryeo.

Suddenly, Fu Cailin’s hand holding the sword trembled.

He murmured: “This is impossible, impossible? We clearly planned well, and I did kill you by myself. Why did Goguryeo fail? Why?”

Fu Cailin suddenly looked at He Heng. At this moment, He Heng looked at him coldly with pity.

On the city wall above this, a bright firelight suddenly shone out, shining the pitch black like daylight.

Only this time, the figure that appeared was no longer the sergeants of Goguryeo, but the all-in-one Sui army.

Endless, with hundreds of thousands of people, has completely occupied this city wall.

At the very center of them, a figure surrounded by everyone was looking at him coldly, with a bird’s-eye view, full of chill, and the temperament of a king over the world.

This person, Fu Cailin, is very familiar. He just killed him with a sword, but he didn’t expect him to “live” again.

That is Yang Guang, the emperor of Sui!

In this world, it is naturally impossible for a dead person to be resurrected, no matter who he is.

Yang Guang is no exception.

But he came back alive.

There is only one reason for this. It was not Yang Guang who had just died. All this was a conspiracy from beginning to end.

Fu Cailin succeeded in his self-confidence, but it was just a trap of the opponent.

The city of Pyongyang was blazing into the sky, where the royal palace was located. Fu Cailin saw the end of Yingyang Wang who would rather die unyielding and be divided by the Sui army.

There were two painful chants from afar. These were the voices of his two apprentices. They also fell under the Sui Army’s chaotic arrows.

Fu Cailin listened and watched, one by one Goguryeo people were ruthlessly killed by the Sui army, but he could do nothing.

His heart was tingling like a knife.

Gradually, he became numb, or… his heart is dead!

Goguryeo is over, so is Fu Cailin.

When Yang Guang promulgated the imperial edict that day, Fu Cailin and the others were informed by certain people in the Sui Army and learned about Yang Guang’s plan.

Fu Cailin knew that there are indeed many people in Goguryeo who are greedy for life and fear of death. They will betray Goguryeo and the nation he has guarded for his life and loved infinitely, just as Yang Guang and the others thought.

However, even if Fu Cailin knew this, Yingyang King knew it, but they couldn’t manage it.

Just because people’s hearts are the most unpredictable, they don’t know which one of them will betray him.

Since the matter could not be blocked, he suggested that King Yingyang should take the tactics and send someone to contact the Sui army to pretend to lead him into the city and annihilate Yang Guang in one fell swoop.

But now it seems that this is just a conspiracy from the start. Perhaps, the Sui Jun who informed them at first was Yang Guang’s person at all.

Let them do what they want, and then Yang Guang will do what they want. While they were here to design him, he marched from elsewhere, broke the city of Pyongyang in one fell swoop, and smashed Goguryeo.

The Yang Guang he killed was just a stand-in. All of this was a conspiracy, a game in the game.

Fu Cailin wanted pain, but couldn’t cry. He wanted to laugh, but couldn’t laugh at all.

I can’t cry or laugh. What else can he do? Goguryeo is over. What is the point of being alive?

Let’s have another vigorous battle, and then he can truly understand the true meaning of life.

Death is everyone’s destination and the last enjoyment of everyone’s life.

Fu Cailin looked at He Heng, and He Heng also looked at him.

Countless people around, no one knew what he meant.

Only He Heng knew what he meant.

And he chose to fulfill him.

This is a curtain call for a seeker, and Fu Cailin is about to experience the brightest moment of his life.

And He Heng, I don’t know how far he can go. When will he call for a curtain call on this road?

He Heng didn’t know all of this at the moment, and didn’t want to know. The joy of seeking does not lie in the final goal achieved, but in the process, one node after another.

These are enough!

At the end, he will also appreciate the last shining moment, which is the last brilliance that every creature can enjoy in life.

He Heng looked forward to it, but didn’t want to enjoy it so quickly.

Now, he wants to send Fu Cailin to enjoy that moment.