Chapter 600 Dead Leaf Tomb

Zhang Chong can clearly feel that there is a strong vitality in his body, with a soft breath, flowing quietly in his body. If it is said that his previous body was torn to pieces under the pull of huge force, then this vitality is like crossing the cloth. The threads inside connect these weights in one place, and what it does is only that, and what is left can only rely on his own recovery.

"This situation is much more serious than I thought. I can only do this if all my essence of life dissipates. If you want to return to his previous strength, you can only see his own opportunity." This is what Zhang Chong heard in his coma before. Although he doesn't know who he said it to, it can be heard from the lines. The person who speaks should be the strong man who healed his body. The essence of his life was vigorously scattered in Zhang Chong's body, but his own body was exhausted in an instant.

It is also because of this that when he said this sentence that he was extremely concerned about Zhang Chong, but did not care about his death at all, the shock to people was infinite. For Zhang Chong, when he thought of these in the long river of memory, it hit his heart uncontrollably.

What kind of person is he and what kind of personality he has to do such a thrilling thing, giving his life as a gift, just for a chance for strangers. Perhaps in his heart, there is a deeper purpose, but the benefits are really given to Zhang Chong.

However, even if it is not simply because of the treatment of Zhang Chong, this kind of courage to sacrifice his life to treat each other can't help but make Zhang Chong's heart wonder what kind of belief is rooted in his heart to make such a decision.

This memory suddenly appeared when A Hu mentioned the sitting of the high priest, which also made him involuntarily think that the death of the high priest was related to him, and the most likely guess was that the most noble high priest in the Biyu tribe gave up this opportunity to save him. My own life.

"Is the sudden sitting of the high priest because of the treatment of me?" Zhang Chong took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down. Then, Ye slowly said this sentence. Ah Huxian didn't expect that Zhang Chong would ask like this. He didn't talk to him about this before. He thought that the high priest had ordered him not to mention it, but he didn't want Zhang Chong to mention it himself. After A Hu's pause, he nodded slightly, who didn't like lying. This action confirmed Zhang Chong's guess.

"Why did he do this?" Seeing that he nodded, Zhang Chong asked the next question very quickly. Because he was too eager, there was a slight trembling in his tone. However, A Hu's answer was greatly beyond his expectation. "The high priest said that he had found someone more suitable to be the high priest than him, so he could leave at ease. He said that this would make the whole tribe more prosperous." The answer to this question was very different from the answer Zhang Chong expected, which also made his heart entangled.

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Tiangou ancient wood, in the verdant woods, the treetops danced in the wind. There was a layer of thick fallen leaves on the ground, which were as soft as a carpet, making a hoarse sound. The fog here was completely gone. Although there was no sunshine, it was a bright scene, and the air was full of pure Green, like emerald, with a gradual greenness. The more you go to the depth of the forest, the more you will feel the depth and brightness of the green. Walking in the forest and walking deep, you will see a path extending forward and straight into a green lake. The lake is quiet without a trace of waves, with a cold smell, which gives the forest a refreshing coolness.

The surface of the lake is a huge circle 500 feet square, and in the middle of the lake, there is an island in the middle of the lake. The island in the middle of the lake occupies almost two of the three areas of the surface of the lake. On the island in the middle of the lake, there is a huge green tree, and the vicissitudes of life are scattered in various branches, and each branch has a dense seal. Tattoo.

This is the Tiangou ancient wood, a symbol in the hearts of the Biyu tribe.

If you look carefully, you can see the figure of two people standing under the green of the ancient wood. The ancient wood is so huge, which also reflects the smallness of the two people's bodies. However, it can be faintly seen that this is a man and a woman. This woman has a beautiful face, which is deserted, and what her eyes look for is the high priest.

To this day, Leng Qingqiu still has a very uncertain look in her eyes, which can be seen from the eyes of her looking at the high priest. Are you really sure of this judgment?" Hearing this, the high priest smiled indifferently and said softly, "My Biyu tribe has existed for so long and can continue like this. It is not that every high priest has such a powerful ability, but because they are all determined by fate and expected by the public. Therefore, you should understand that I don't have confidence in you, but I have great confidence in this omen.

"But I'm not a member of the Biyu tribe?" Leng Qingqiu raised this question, which was her biggest doubt. When the high priest said that she was going to bear a great price, she did not hesitate to agree, but she did not expect that the price that the high priest said was to let her continue what he had done and become the high priest of the Biyu tribe.

"You have a deep affection for this, but the position of high priest is to bear the rise and fall of the whole Biyu tribe, so you can't afford any of your own will. Therefore, if you want to save him, you actually dedicate yourself." The words of the high priest still echoed in her ears, but they shocked Leng Qingqiu. She couldn't figure out why the high priest did not continue to stay in this position, but wanted to pass on the position of high priest to her.

"I had expected that in the near future, a big disaster would come to the Biyu tribe. At that time, the Biyu tribe might be in danger of extinction. However, although it is such a danger, no matter how clear the scene is, I can't really think of a solution. But your appearance is like a light illuminating this thick fog, which gives me a hunch that you can lead the people of the Biyu tribe to walk through this great disaster, which is why I want to pass on the throne of high priest to you. The high priest said these words faintly, but his face was terribly white, as if there was no blood color.

"But I'm not a member of the Biyu tribe, and I'm not sure that I can do better than you. However, I will still promise you that I will bear the price of me because you saved Zhang Chong, and I will do my best to help the Biyu tribe. It's just that the high priest is still expected. Think twice." Leng Qingqiu knows that the responsibility is great. At present, it is not a deferment idea, but I really feel that this matter is too important. She doesn't think she can be more competent than this high priest. However, after listening to Leng Qingqiu's words, the high priest smiled and said, "I can't look back. When I treated Zhang Chong, my life had reached a state of exhaustion, and I can't live for too long. Therefore, you have no choice. When the wheel of fate rumbles forward, the choice you can make is You have to do your best to complete it.

This was like a thunderbolt in Leng Qingqiu's heart. She never thought that the high priest in the process of saving Zhang Zhong was at the cost of his life. This price was said by him in such a relaxed tone, but it was another kind of shock.

"Is it worth it?" Leng Qingqiu muttered, and there was a layer of fog in his eyes.

"As long as you believe it, it's worth it." As the high priest said this, his eyes turned to Leng Qingqiu, with a look that seemed to see through her in his eyes, and whispered, "Would you like to believe me?"

"I'd like to~~" Leng Qingqiu no longer hesitated and replied quickly. Her heart was shocked by the high priest. At this time, a green fruit flew down from the ancient wood in the sky and bloomed like a flower in the air. A seed inside slowly fell on the top of Leng Qingqiu's head, suddenly Then he didn't get in.

Leng Qingqiu only felt a cool feeling above his head, and a special feeling spread in his heart. Relax and experience it quietly. The words of the high priest came just right. Leng Qingqiu also relaxed her whole body at this moment. She only felt that the seed was erratic. Within a moment, it flew into her heart, and made small branches in that place and grew quickly. Under her solemn huge torso of Tiangou ancient wood, her body is weak but tenacious, and she does not move at all.

The boundless fallen leaves are falling down. These fallen leaves with strange cyclones surround the cold autumn's body and cover it little by little. Without too long, her body is completely covered. Under the ancient wood, it looks like a mound.

[ku ye zhong]～～

The leaves that fall on it, piece by piece, the vitality completely dissipates, directly from the green color to the withered yellow color. In one breath, the vitality disappears. The cold autumn, which was heavily wrapped in fallen leaves, was like a cocoon. Without any movement overflowing it, he quietly looked at the leaves in front of him. He didn't know at which moment it would complete the transformation of the butterfly.

The high priest standing aside with a gratifying smile on his face, but at this moment, his figure became more and more old.