Look at Chen Daojun in front of you.
Chen Dong smiled to himself, “Is it really that important that I’m quasi-unprepared?”
His destiny had been predetermined from the very beginning.
As the person chosen by the Pan Gu Project, it really didn’t matter if he was ready or not, even if he wasn’t, all the karma would eventually push him to that point.
Even if he wasn’t ready, all the karma would eventually push him to that point. Before that, he was ignorant.
But after experiencing the devouring of several hundred clusters of faith power, this thought was incomparably certain in Chen Dong’s mind.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Chen Daogun smiled faintly and looked Chen Dong up and down, “Even if you are not ready, someone will help you prepare, this is something that even I did not expect, just ……”
At the end of his words, Chen Daogun did not continue.
With his hands behind his back, he turned to look at the rampantly slaughtering Shura battlefield.
“Gentlemen of the Jiang family, please also look after Dong’er, I have something to do and I’ll be right back.”
He then took a step forward.
The astral wind suddenly rose.
Tearing the wind and splitting the snow.
With this step, Chen Daojun, however, was shaped like a ghost and moved like thunder, rapidly heading deeper into the battlefield.
Chen Dong’s gaze flinched.
The direction Chen Daogun had gone was clearly the towering and lofty mountain of corpses deep within the battlefield, Huo Zhenxiao to be exact!
“Does he have a way to save senior brother?”
Master Jiang walked over to Chen Dong and shook his head gently, “He just went to do what needed to be done.”
“What is it?”
Chen Dong looked at Grand Master Jiang profoundly.
Vaguely, he thought of the power he had felt in Huo Zhenxiao’s body when he had tried to save him back in the city.
Perhaps …… had something to do with that power!
“Stepping on the Heavenly Road is never just one or two steps, you are the person who is crucial to stepping on the Heavenly Road, and the Heavenly Road is equally important!”
Grand Master Jiang said in a secretive manner.
“Senior Brother has something to do with the Heavenly Path?” Chen Dongming came to his senses.
“Part of it.”
Master Jiang stood in the gale with his hands behind his back.
He subconsciously glanced at the sky; it would have been the darkest hour before dawn if the sky wolves had not dyed the moon into a blood moon.
“The Daoist monarch should be in time to forge the heavenly path at the break of dawn, Chen Dong you get ready.”
Chen Dong was silent, his gaze fixed on Chen Daogun who was heading straight for Huo Zhenxiao in the distance.
However, Sixth Master Jiang suddenly sighed with a stifled sigh, “It’s a pity for Qilin’er.”
“So much for fate.”
Grand Master Jiang interrupted the Sixth Master Jiang’s sigh.
However, the Sixth Master Jiang said to Chen Dong with some reluctance, “Chen Dong, on the occasion of treading the Heavenly Path, if you have the chance, please also help Qilin’er, this is what you should return to him!”
Chen Dong’s mind was aghast as he looked at Master Jiang Liu with some alarm.
These words should not have come out of the mouth of the Sixth Master Jiang at all.
It was not that he was ungrateful, but with a status like Jiang’s, he had a good grasp of the world and would say the same things in different ways without losing his status, and he should never have said it so bluntly.
“The same thing can be said about the three drops of unicorn blood in the school’s emblem. Man
The sixth master Jiang had a complicated look on his face.
As he said this, the other five members of the Jiang family beside him were silent as well, looking towards Chen Dong.
Obviously, none of them thought that there was anything wrong with the Sixth Master Jiang’s words.
Chen Dong snapped to attention, that drop of qilin blood was something that Jiang Qilin had forced out in order to save Gu Qingying back then.
“This love, Chen Dong never dared to forget.”
Chen Dong clasped his fist in a salute and said solemnly from the bottom of his heart, “No effort will be spared at that time.”
“In this way, the qilin child has given up a drop of qilin blood, so that that piece of red heart is not in vain.”
The Sixth Master Jiang gave Chen Dong a deep look, then gave another sigh, before falling silent.
Chen Dong subconsciously glanced at the golden light that swept through the four gates of Zhenjiang City one after another, and silently clenched his fist.
He had never been a man who was ungrateful.
If there was grace, he would repay it, and if there was hatred, he would repay it.
Jiang Qilin had given up a drop of Qilin blood and such a great opportunity, this kindness was not too much to support when treading the Heavenly Path.
Even if the Jiang family members did not explain in detail.
But Jiang Qilin was carrying three drops of Qilin blood, losing one drop was not as simple as losing a third of his chance!
The fishy wind and cool snow.
Chen Daojun strolled at leisure, his speed soaring as he swept across the battlefield and finally arrived in front of Huo Zhenxiao.
Huo Zhenxiao’s gaze flickered for a moment, and his dried lips, covered in blood, mumbled a few times, but no sound came out after all.
Chen Daogun looked moved, his right hand trembled as he gently stroked Huo Zhenxiao’s face, then straightened the few strands of green silk in front of his forehead, “Master is late, you’ve worked hard in this battle.”
Every word that came out of Chen Daogun’s mouth trembled.
His eyes quietly flushed red and held tears.
The look in Huo Zhenxiao’s eyes was indescribably heartbreaking.
The vast battlefield, everything seems to be fading.
Chen Daojun is in front of Huo Zhenxiao, his words and actions are all like that of an old father.
Followed closely by.
Chen Daojun took off his jacket and draped it over Huo Zhenxiao’s body.
“Put it on, it’s cold.”
As he spoke, he turned around again and flicked his right hand in the air, burning a cluster of flame directly with his qi energy, then igniting a corpse not far away.
The flames burned and swayed and danced.
It rolled and rolled with blazing heat.
The firelight imprinted on the bodies of Chen Daojun and Huo Zhenxiao.
Huo Zhenxiao looked at Chen Daogun with even more drifting and confused eyes.
The memory traced back towards that initial encounter.
The scene when that hapless, sleeping self was rescued by Chen Daojun when he broke the ice.
“From today onwards, you will be called Zhenxiao ……”
He remembered those words.
Once he felt that those words meant to shake him to the nine heavens, so he joined the army and built the Great Snow Dragon Riding Army with his own strength, sweeping through the hundred tribes outside the domain, and with the three words “Huo Zhenxiao”, forged a heavenly rift on the frontier for more than ten years, making the hundred tribes fearful and not daring to invade.
But now, he understood that the so-called Zhenxiao was only Zhenxiao!
In the distance, the sound of shouting and killing, screaming and crying continued to come from the sky.
Chen Daojun and Huo Zhenxiao looked at each other.
Both of them, however, seemed to be frozen in time, forming a barrier with the world around them.
The firelight imprinted on them.
Chen Daojun’s eyes grew redder and redder, tears filling them and eventually flowing unstoppably down the corners of his eyes.
His five senses were trembling slightly, and his lips were even mumbling, wanting to speak again and again.
Such a Chen Daojun could be described as out of his element.
Such an expression rarely appeared on his body.
If Chen Dong and the others were to see it, their jaws would inevitably drop in shock.
Has this man, who has made life a chess piece, ever had such a moment of emotional turmoil?
He raised his hand several times, wanting to stroke Huo Zhenxiao’s blood-crusted face again, but he raised it several times and then dropped it again.
Huo Chenxiao was already weak to the extreme, but at this time, facing Chen Daojun, the corners of his eyes were not 5 lines of sterling.
He mumbled his lips, struggling to make a sound.
Time and time again, he tried to comfort.
“Do you, do you blame me?”
Chen Daojun finally spat out a sentence, only this time, it was tinged with tears.
Huo Zhenxiao’s body twitched.
Looking at Chen Daojun, his eyes rippled.
At this moment, the air around him was distorted, rippling in layers.
“Father, don’t cry, for the sake of the celestial beings, I …… deserve to die!”
These were the words Huo Zhenxiao squeezed out of his throat with all his strength and difficulty.
Incredibly hoarse, but extraordinarily firm.