Sansheng Sanshi Nai Huisheng

Chapter 41 Fighting

Their purpose this time is to wake up Emperor Donghua's consciousness in the nightmare, and take him away from this small world so that he can wake up in the real world.To ensure that Donghua can be rescued smoothly, he must protect himself from death.

They became members of the fight on the battlefield, and the swords on all sides slashed at them mercilessly. Zheyan was dressed in white and stood out on the battlefield. He waved the sword in his hand, beheading the enemy mercilessly.Countless blood splattered on the white clothes, as if they were blooming bewitching peach blossoms.Feng Jiu had never killed an enemy before in battle, and she would shrink back when fighting with soldiers who were used to killing people on the battlefield.Zheyan had to keep an eye on her situation at all times, and could handle any crisis with ease.Zheyan thought that in the past, he would lazily hide behind and leave the battlefield to Donghua and Mo Yuan.He never thought of retribution and was unhappy, and it also made him understand the helplessness of a war.

In order to survive, he can only use all the weapons in his hands to make himself cold-hearted and insensitive.

The bright red blood splashed on Feng Jiu's face, scalding her as if being scorched by heat, and infinite anxiety and fear arose in her heart.Even though she was serious about fighting the enemy, she still exposed herself to the enemy's sword.

"Be careful."

Zheyan sacrificed a sword formula from behind to solve Feng Jiu's crisis, but exposed himself to the enemy's knife, and there was a sharp pain in his arm, which made him almost unable to hold the sword in his hand.Soon he swung the weapon in his hand again, beheading the enemy.Zheyan looked at this chaotic and crazy fight, as if it would never end.He discarded the sword in his hand and turned into a phoenix. Holding Feng Jiu on his back, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, flapped his wings, and flew up, driving a powerful hurricane, blowing away all the enemies around him, and driving Dust all over the sky.

The phoenix flew over, the billowing fire was burning, and even the earth was cracked and cracked with eerie cracks. The fiery temperature rose, and the smell of burnt corpses spread in the air, and the screams were deafening.

Zheyan turned into a human form and put Feng Jiu down, looking at a sea of ​​flames, the creaking sound of the burning fire, it seemed that even the blood had been evaporated.

I don't know how much time has passed, the fire seems to have burned everything that can be burned, and thick smoke is rising from the empty scorched land, covering their eyes.

At this time, Emperor Donghua was standing among the corpses, and the strong wind lifted his silver hair, but it couldn't move the slightest ripple in his heart.

The three of them seemed to be the only living creatures on this land, maybe only the three of them were alive from the beginning, and those crazy soldiers were just an illusion.But Zheyan knew what he had gone through, because he had consumed too much immortal power, and the wound on his body was also aching.

Feng Jiu was the first to see Donghua. She saw Emperor Donghua wearing a silver-white armor, and he was very heroic, but his eyes full of killing were glaring red, which looked particularly terrifying.There was a gloomy murderous look on his face, and the splashed blood slid down his cheeks. The Canghe Sword in his hand was also covered with blood, which dripped drop by drop from the tip of the sword to the ground, and then evaporated by the high temperature, bursting out. A few wisps of light white smoke.

"Emperor."

Feng Jiu ran two steps towards Emperor Donghua with excitement, but when she was stared at by the emperor's ferocious eyes, a wave of fear struck her heart.She was not mistaken, the Canghe sword in Emperor Donghua's hand struck at her mercilessly, without mercy.Zheyan twisted his eyes, and met Donghua at an extremely fast speed, and rescued Feng Jiu.

"What's wrong with Dijun? Why did he want to kill me?" Feng Jiu was still in shock.

"He's not Donghua, he's just a weapon that only knows how to kill."

"why?"

"Because in Donghua's consciousness, war and the battlefield are his life, and killing is life to him." Zheyan's spirit was constantly tense, and he didn't know how to awaken Donghua's consciousness.In fact, from the very beginning, he didn't expect Donghua to be trapped on the battlefield. Could this be his knot?But Donghua is a man with a strong will, and Zheyan doesn't believe that he will feel depressed because of the heavy killing.He is not cowardly, at least he will not show the slightest timidity in the battle.

"Is this what the emperor can't let go of?"

Zheyan couldn't help but find it funny. "Could it be that the only nightmare you thought was the fragrance of flowers, the singing of birds and gentle tenderness?"

Feng Jiu's face became a little ugly, she did think so at first, so she was afraid that Zheyan would enter Dijun's dream alone.

"……What should we do now?"

Zheyan had no time to answer her question, because Donghua's sword came again.Zheyan can only push Feng Jiu out of the battle, and then fight Donghua to the death.

However, Zheyan's cultivation has not fully recovered, so he is not Donghua's opponent.This Canghe sword was as heartless as it was 30 years ago, but this time no one came to save him.

"Zhe Yan."

Fengjiu panicked at that moment, she watched Donghua beat Zheyan so helplessly, and left Zheyan with countless wounds.

Zheyan smiled wryly, when he wanted to die he couldn't die, but when he didn't want to die he wanted to know what it was like to die.

"Donghua..." Zheyan knew that if he died here, Feng Jiu would not be able to escape.

He sacrificed Fuxiqin and slid his bloody fingers on the strings. The sound of the piano was like a long thread stretching thousands of miles, entwining Donghua.

"Xiao Jiu, hurry up." Zheyan's voice had become a little weak, and the wounds all over his body were throbbing with pain, which made his consciousness extraordinarily clear.

Feng Jiu had never seen such a downcast Zheyan, and felt sad in her heart.

"what would you do?"

"If anything happens to you, your child will die too. You go out first. I can't control him for too long, but I have a way to restore him."

"No."

"Don't be a mother-in-law, you will only distract me here." Zheyan couldn't resist her persuasive persuasion, so she could only drive her away mercilessly.Feng Jiu knew that she was never able to help, but instead became a burden to Zheyan. She was just a self-righteous person who caused trouble for everyone.

"...Zheyan, don't die." With tears on Feng Jiu's face, she could only run away swiftly.

Zheyan breathed a sigh of relief.

He used to read the whole book, from heaven to earth, and dabbled in all kinds of remote and miscellaneous studies.He wanted to take a gamble, bet on his weight in Donghua's heart.Even if he knew that he was just a stranger to Donghua, he had no choice.To restore the consciousness of a person who has been affected by the nightmare technique, he can use the heart and soul of the person he cares about.

Zheyan drew out a small dagger and plunged it into his chest without hesitation.Xiao Wu has devoted all his heart and soul to protecting Mo Yuan's immortal body for 7 years, and now he has his own heart piercing, and it still hurts like this.He couldn't help but admire Xiao Wu's courage, that he devoted his heart and soul to nourishing Mo Yuan every day, he never wanted to do such a painful thing a second time.

He tremblingly walked to Donghua's side, and smeared the blood of his heart on Donghua's lips with his fingers.His limp body was already unable to stand, and was about to fall limp.Suddenly a strong hand hugged him from his waist, preventing him from falling.

Feng Jiu was the first to escape from the nightmare and wake up.Seeing that she woke up unscathed, Bai Qian and Bai Zhen were finally relieved.It's just that Feng Jiu's face was very ugly, and she started to cry sadly.

"Little Nine."

"I'm just a burden, I can't help Zheyan."

Both Bai Zhen and Bai Qian's heart hung in their throats. "What happened to Zheyan?"

Feng Jiu controlled her emotions, her voice trembling slightly. "The emperor in the nightmare has no emotion, he wants to kill Zheyan."

Bai Zhen seemed to have a broken string in his mind. He remembered that Zheyan once said that Donghua wanted to kill him, and he was merciless.No, he couldn't let Zheyan go through that pain again. "I'm going to find him."

But before they could take any action, the eyes of Emperor Donghua who was sleeping on the bed trembled, and he broke away suddenly.Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, then rushed over hastily. "Dijun, you finally woke up."

Emperor Donghua's eyes swept across the room, and he didn't care about Feng Jiu's crying, but his eyes fell on Zheyan's motionless face with his eyes closed.

Seeing that Emperor Donghua had woken up, but Zheyan didn't respond, Bai Zhen completely panicked. "Zheyan, Zheyan..." He shook Zheyan's body trying to wake him up, but Zheyan's body fell into his arms. At this moment, Bai Zhen's face was pale, and he was completely stunned.He held his breath, and it seemed that he couldn't take a breath, which made his face turn blue.

"... Fourth brother, Zheyan..." Bai Qian's heart also trembled.

Donghua got up very quickly, threw off the thin quilt on his body, and walked in front of Zheyan.He bent down and hugged Zheyan by his waist very naturally.Bai Zhen stared at him blankly until he placed Zheyan on the warm bed.

Bai Zhen seemed to have gone crazy, and pushed Emperor Donghua away from the bed. "It's all because of you that you walked away." He pointed at Feng Jiu who was weeping miserably. "And you, let him die if he wants to die, why do you want Zheyan to save you?"

Bai Zhen stared sideways with eyes full of anger, and seemed a little delirious.A strong immortal energy suddenly wafted from Zheyan's body, making Bai Zhen so excited that he didn't have the heart to blame Feng Jiu and Donghua, and threw himself on Zheyan with all his heart.

Bai Zhen saw the Sansheng Stone again, it was like Zheyan's amulet, it would appear whenever Zheyan was in trouble.He stared blankly at the Sansheng Stone exuding strong immortal energy. Could it be that the Sansheng Stone really has the effect of gathering the soul?Besides, Bai Zhen couldn't think of anyone who could save Zheyan in Ruoshui River.

Zheyan's eyelids trembled, as if he was facing great pain.He clutched his chest tightly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Zheyan, Zheyan..." Bai Zhen kept calling his name with urgency and worry.The voice was like a powerful demonic energy, and Zheyan coughed up blood and opened his eyes.

Zheyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes blurred.He only felt pain in his chest, so painful that he thought he might as well faint.Stabbing yourself with a sword in the nightmare will hurt the primordial spirit, which is more painful than physical injuries.

"Zheyan, you're awake."

Zheyan reluctantly showed a smiling face, so weak that it made people's heart ache.He braced his body and sat up, leaning on Bai Zhen's shoulder.This place is very strange to Zheyan, but everything here, including the bed he is lying on now, emerges in his memory.This memory frightened him so much that he didn't dare to stay on the bed any longer, and leaned against Bai Zhen to stand up stubbornly.

"Zheyan, you..." Bai Zhen wrinkled his small face, and his heart almost jumped out.

"Really, let's go."

Zheyan leaned against Bai Zhen's arms, she couldn't even open her eyes, but she just wanted to leave here.At this time, Bai Zhen didn't have the heart to explore why he wanted to leave here, and he was about to leave while hugging him.

Donghua's eyes were fixed on Zheyan all the time, and for some reason, seeing Zheyan's painful appearance made him panic.So he stopped Bai Zhen's pace.

"and many more."

Seeing this situation, Feng Jiu's heart also trembled.Monarch...

"Since you were seriously injured in order to save me, you should rest in Taichen Palace for a while."

Zheyan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there was no blood on his pale face. "No need."

He simply rejected Donghua's kindness, and Bai Zhen didn't dare to delay, Zheyan's body still needs to be recuperated, so he helped Zheyan and Donghua pass by.

Donghua stared at Zheyan's back with intense gaze, just like 300 years ago, until he silently disappeared before his eyes.