Chapter 61 Illusion, World
Countless tears slipped down, soaking the blue stone that sat down. He cried for a long time. He seemed to be tired. Lu Feng raised his head and looked at the still bright sky, but his eyes were a kind of vicissitudes that did not match his age. Thinking of the tragic situation of my parents who died tragically under the cavalry for themselves just now, countless tears fell down.
"In this life, I must do great things and fulfill my parents' last hope!"
In a trance, Lu Feng seemed to think of the past when his parents hugged him countless times and kept saying those repeated words.
"We are destined to be people who want to do great things. In the future, when you do a big thing, when others see us, they will say, 'Look, it's Lu Feng's parents. His children have done a big thing'..."
He clenched his fist tightly, and a trace of perseverance flashed in the young Lu Feng's eyes again. Finally, the feeling of fatigue made him sleep deeply...
Gradually, Lu Feng grew up with the help of the villagers. Later, he left the village for five years. By the time he came back five years later, many of the villagers did not know him. However, in the remaining few years, he lived hard, was willing to help others, and won the favor of the villagers. Gradually, he got married to a beautiful girl in the neighboring village. The man worked hard, and the woman took care of her husband and son. Their life was carefree.
Gradually, Lu Feng had a child. And because of the unification of today's world, life is gradually getting better. The children played happily every day. Lu Feng looked at them kindly like his parents used to.
Days have passed day by like this. Lu Feng seemed to have forgotten the hope of his childhood. He forgot his secret vows.
Unfortunately, the good times are not long. Nowadays, the emperor is old and gradually unable to take charge of the court, but the prince's choice has not been settled for a long time.
When there are only two princes in the dynasty today, the eldest prince is kind-hearted, diligent and caring for the people. But the second prince is a hero of the world, bloody killing. Originally, according to the opinions of many ministers, the eldest prince was the most suitable candidate for emperors. However, today's emperor seems to prefer the second prince, and even has a vague intention to make him a prince. If it weren't for the obstruction of many ministers, I'm afraid that the attribution of the throne has already been decided.
An open and secret struggle began between the two princes. It's just a pity that the second prince fought in all directions and enjoyed endless glory and rights in the military. In the whole Celestial Empire, except for today's emperor, no one can share his huge military power.
The eldest prince was frustrated everywhere, and the fight between the two kept climbing...
"Bad guy! You are all bad guys!"
"Gone go of my mother, let go of my mother!"
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"Get out!"
Wan...
The sword came out of its sheath, and the young face was frozen, full of panic and fear...
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"Dad..."
"They killed my brother, they killed my brother..."
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"Little rabbit, it's so annoying!"
Another blood splash, and another young figure disappeared and withered...
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"Dad! Help me! Help me!"
Keng!
Blood dispersion...
"I'll fight with you!"
Lu Feng was crazy and rushed to those officers desperately. However, he, who had been seriously injured with his bare hands, had not beaten those powerful officers. In the end, he fell into a pool of blood, looking at his dead wife and children, looking at the gray house, with a trace of regret and despair in his eyes.
vaguely, he still remembers what the adult said to him in the chaos when he was young.
"Okay, I like you, kid! Follow me, you are my adopted son! In the future, there will always be your share!"
At that time, he was passionate and passionate. But after countless life and death, he gradually became afraid. The more he lived and died, the more he was afraid of death. On the eve of the decisive battle, his godfather gave him a difficult task. If it is successful, it will be famous for thousands of years, and it will be a loyal minister for the founding of the country. If you lose, the ashes will disappear and turn into white bones.
However, at this important moment, he retreated. He turned out to be a deserter...
The defeat of the divine army! The heavenly army won, and after the first battle, the country will be settled!
No one knows that the winner of this epic battle will be just one person...
Lu Feng's eyes have been closed...
After a long time, Lu Feng gradually woke up and found that he was not dead. It's just that the body has been hit hard to heal. Looking at the completely ruined village, there was no light in Lu Feng's eyes. He dragged his broken body, found some herbs, and slowly healed his injury...
He was once a peaceful and quiet village, but now he is the only one left. Lu Feng is still alive. He is now, just alive...
One day, the heavy rain and lightning and thunder made the whole village shaken by the terrible lightning. Lu Feng sat on the boat, and his eyes were still godless and dead ashes.
However, at night, there was the sound of countless soldiers and horses fighting outside the door. After a long time, the sound gradually stopped. At this time, the door of his room was opened.
Those were two people, one was covered with blood. Lu Feng could feel that his life would not be long. And the other, the old dragon bell, seems to have been frightened just now and is dying.
They looked at Lu Feng and finally sighed deeply.
"Give this to the second prince, and you will get a lifetime of glory and wealth. Remember, give it to the second prince!"
The old man trembled and finally fell to the ground. And the guard, who looks like it, struggled to take out a roll of silk from his arms and handed it to Lu Feng.
In the face of these, a trace of fluctuation finally flashed in Lu Feng's eyes. He took the scroll in his hand and looked at the silent guard. At this moment, he suddenly laughed!
He remembers, and he still remembers it clearly! Even if he is old, he is no longer as majestic as he was. But Lu Feng still remembers it clearly! He can have the status of today, which is exactly what he Lu Feng promoted! Who would have thought that fate was so arranged that at his last moment, he would have to use his Lu Feng to produce a new monarch in this vast country!
After taking the scroll, Lu Feng recognized it. That was the imperial edict! On it, there is still a faintly dry pen and ink, with the bright red marks.
Finally, Lu Feng walked out of the door. At this time, he suddenly laughed wildly! Laughing, so crazy!
"I remember the promise of my childhood, I remember it!"
"Dad and mother, son's promise, remember! I, Lu Feng, remember!!"
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On the altar, Lu Feng's body is almost illusory. The countless desolate breaths kept lingering and began to gradually invade Lu Feng's body. His life fluctuated more and more humble, as if the next moment was to extinguish the flame of life.
However, at this moment, behind Lu Feng, a virtual shadow appeared...
That's a pagoda, a huge and indescribable pagoda! It appears only one layer, the towering peak, which is always hidden in the endless haze and can't see anything.
Tongtian Futu! That's Lu Feng's thinking space, the extremely mysterious Tongtian Futu! Now, at the moment when Lu Feng's life is about to wither, it actually appeared!
The appearance of Tongtian Futu is a kind of power that surpasses any words! The power is infinite, and it begins to spread. In an instant, the whole ancient altar began to tremble. And it was at this moment that the three supreme martial arts incarnations of the peerless god king universe all woke up. Endless majesty also rose to the sky. In this quasi-perfect world, there is a kind of extreme majesty. Such power, such majesty, is enough to make the whole planet tremble, and it is enough to kill any strong god!
However, at this moment, the martial arts incarnation of the three powerful gods can't shake the sky.
Lu Feng's body has begun to wither, invaded by the desolate breath and reached the edge of death. However, the appearance of Tongtian Futu seems to be the most powerful guardian of Lu Feng! It constantly condensed countless breaths beyond any breath and began to inject into Lu Feng's body, making him gradually recovering!
The peerless martial arts incarnation of the three god kings finally began to retreat under the powerful majesty. In the end, they lost the feeling of recovery, and the unrivaled majesty disappeared and turned into tranquility again...
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In that phantom world, three days have gradually passed. In these three days, Lu Feng has experienced too much.
From the time he left home to now, Lu Feng knows that he has fallen into the dispute over the throne of the dynasty. One after another, countless people have come to chase and kill themselves. Lu Feng also understood that once he was found by any group of people, it must be the end of death. If it's the original, you will die. But now! He can't die!
He, and the last thing has not been completed, and he still has a promise that has not been fulfilled! How can he die!
With the experience of his youth, Lu Feng finally escaped countless pursuits. However, Lu Feng also knew that he had died for a long time. These days, he has suffered countless wounds, and his body, which has never healed, has reached the limit. If it hadn't been for the last faith in his heart, he would have died long ago.
Finally, using all kinds of disguises, Lu Feng still sneaked into the imperial city. He came here so desperately, in addition to the lack of time, it is more because today is his last chance!
Today is the third day after the Holy Emperor was assassinated and killed. It is also the day of worship and the election of the new emperor. Therefore, Lu Feng must come here today. This is his only chance and his last chance.
Entering the city, Lu Feng did not hesitate and ran directly to the last place of worship.
At this moment, there is already a sea of people. Countless people are crying with filial piety, either real or pretentious. And Lu Feng became the only one standing.