History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1426. Chapter 1398 1397. The most true before death

“It’s here.” Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes and made a judgment after feeling for a while.

In Feng Yunsheng’s pupils, the blue and black demon flashed: “This does not seem to be a completely enclosed alien space.”

Yan Zhaoge nodded: “The Great Emperor Tongming strayed into this place for the first time that year, and was trapped for hundreds of years. Later, he opened the door and left again. After that, the space boundary here has changed. .”

“If you come in from a different place, you may end up in a different place in this foreign space.”

While talking, the two moved forward.

In the world in front of me, water curtains are intertwined one after another, making it seem like a maze.

Touching the water curtain, or trying to walk through the water curtain, may leave this foreign space and be transported to another place.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge and Zhaoge walked past the corner between the two water curtains, turned their heads to look, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

There, a tall and upright sacred tree stood clearly!

Although it is far not as tall as the sacred tree incarnate by the Mu Yao Sui Xing Zun Shao Junhuang, it is also a towering giant tree.

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng both sighed as they looked at the tall spiritual tree with faint and blue lustre.

So far there is no luck, the Great Emperor Hu Yuexin, who has fallen here, fell here.

One of the characteristics of their inheritance is that if a powerful person who has become an immortal sits down and falls, the remains will turn into a blue tree.

The tall sacred tree is erecting and overlapping with a water curtain, usually immersed in the water curtain.

The whole, as if straddling between two layers of time and space, has not been torn apart because of it. It is mysterious and mysterious.

However, it can be seen that the current is in a weak balance. If you are a little careless, the balance will be broken, the space will be dislocated, and the tall sacred tree may be vertically split in half.

Yan Zhaoge and two came to the tree and felt the breath of life. The branches and leaves on the trunk swayed gently without wind.

“Huh?” Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, stretched out his finger, and tapped the tree trunk: “Don’t blame the Emperor Bright for being rude.”

With his contact, the tree trunk suddenly burst into light.

Between light and shadow, a figure gradually emerged in the void.

After the image was stable and clear, the figure of a woman appeared.

The woman looked about thirty years old, dressed in a white dress, sitting cross-legged.

His appearance is good, but it’s not as stunning, not as good as Mu Yao Sui Xing Shang Zun Shao Jun Huang or Yan Zhao Ge’s mother Xue Chuqing.

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng are no strangers to her. They have already seen the light and shadow images of her, knowing that this woman in white dress is Shao Junhuang’s disciple, the “grandmother master” in Xue Chuqing’s mouth.

Emperor Tongming, Hu Yuexin.

It’s just that Hu Yuexin in the light and shadow images seen by the two Yan Zhaoge, although not beautiful, but with high temperament and unique charm, surpasses countless women in the world.

At this moment, in the glorious reflection on the blue tree, Hu Yuexin’s face was dim, and his complexion was extremely pale.

Years have passed, but through this light and shadow image, both Yan Zhaoge and Yan Zhaoge seem to be able to feel her weakness.

This seems to be the last state of her life.

Severe wounds were hard to heal. Although they flung the chasers and hid here through the tributaries of Tianhe River, they had already lost their skills and were in a state of dying.

Hu Yuexin, who was sitting cross-legged, let out a long breath.

The breath is not colorless, but a mixture of gray and blood.

With a sigh of relief, her cheeks, which were originally bloodless, were a little more rosy.

Unfortunately, that is not a sign that the injury has eased.

On the contrary, it is the last reflection of the brilliance of human life.

In the picture, Hu Yuexin has blank eyes and a sad expression. His tight body gradually relaxes, and his straight spine gradually slumps.

Her eyes moved, as if they had regained focus, but they gradually became misty and covered in tears.

“Pattern, patter…”

Tears dripped from her eye sockets, her eyes filled with panic and weakness.

The contrast between Hu Yuexin at this moment and her in everyone’s past impressions is really huge.

“I… don’t want to die… don’t die… don’t…”

In the void, a weak sob sounded, full of fear of death and thirst for survival.

Later, the voices in the light and shadow pictures gradually became more regretful and depressed.

I regret that my life just passed away, regret that I gave my life for a piece of Tianyuan stone fragment, regret that I was obsessed with the illusory things like the rejuvenation of Taoism in the past.

Later, regret gradually turned into resentment.

I hate myself for paying a lot, but in the end I was expelled from the upper realm of the world, lonely and helpless, being pursued and killed, and dying alone in such a place, no one even knew it!

Resent your own stupidity, for the sake of an illusory ideal, to waste one’s own years, exhausting one’s life experience, how worthless, how unwise!

Resent the master who deceived himself into this path, Shao Junhuang! Not to mention her stupidity ruined her life, it also ruined her Hu Yuexin’s life!

Endless remorse, regretting why oneself would be for others, just like this to lose one’s own life, lose one’s own life.

Curse, curse…

Unimaginable vicious words and phrases emerged from Hu Yue’s heart and were applied to Shao Junhuang, Antarctic Emperor Changsheng, Gao Han, Ling Qing, and even Yin Tianxia, who were originally like-minded people, and applied to all people.

The curse went from high-pitched to low-pitched, and finally turned back to sobbing, crying bitterly.

Everything that emerges from it actually stems from the fear of death, and the regret of one’s own life is beyond reach.

The cry was getting weaker and weaker, and the white figure was getting weaker and weaker, and gradually fell to the ground, all but despair…

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng watched all this blankly.

“Some people say that only before dying can a person see the truest things in his heart and know what kind of person he is.”

Yan Zhaoge’s voice echoed in the space: “I agree with this point of view.”

“Especially, if you know you will die, you can’t die quickly. You can only wait for death slowly and helplessly. That’s the most tormenting moment.” Yan Zhaoge expressionless, crossed the tree trunk and came to the water curtain. Qiang: “Although the situation is unbearable, although it is inevitable that it is a little unexpected and disappointing, it is not completely incomprehensible if Emperor Tongming has thoughts of regret and regret before his death.”

“but……”

Yan Zhaoge lifted his palm and pressed Xuxu on the water curtain, which suddenly shook.

The scene projected on the Canghua tree suddenly stopped.

“What I want to see is the real scene before the death of Emperor Tongming, not something made by a bastard.”

Yan Zhaoge stared coldly at the depression of the water curtain, turning it into a space-time hole.

At the other end of time and space, a figure appeared, and said lazily: “Yeah, did you see it?”

It is Chen Qianhua.