Chapter 403 Inheritance opens

The power of inheritance arrived on time. At this moment, 2,000 people in the whole hall thought that the 60 people sitting on the futon were lucky, at least compared with them. Especially Cheng Han, who is sitting next to General Xia, the only king of martial arts, is even more lucky.

Moyunzong, as a first-class or even superpower in the Cape Domain, must leave a good inheritance. Especially for those who are eager to get the strength to improve their cultivation, it is a dream.

The expressions of the martial emperors in the golden beam were like sitting in a hot tub in the winter, with indescribable satisfaction on their faces. Everyone's expression began to relax gradually, and their eyes became a little blurred, immersed in this wonderful feeling.

In the later period, Emperor Wu's power and rumors were like this, and so was King Wu Cheng Han. Everyone only felt that their eyelids began to become heavy, and there was a feeling that they wanted to fall asleep.

This is the first time that Xia has come into contact with this kind of novel sect inheritance. His consciousness slowly becomes blurred, his eyes are slowly closed, and his body and mind are peaceful and peaceful.

With the beginning of the power of inheritance, many people in the illusion hall have begun to leave. This time it can be said that it is in vain. Sure enough, there is no fair thing in this world, and strength represents everything.

In addition to the envy of Fei Ze, Gu Yun and Gu Chao, they also secretly inspired their will to become stronger. If they work harder to become Emperor Wu, perhaps they will have a place among those 60 positions.

Naturally, they won't complain that Xia didn't help them fight for a position. If there is such an idea, it is no different from hugging the thighs. In fact, it is a great feat for Jiang Xia to win three positions.

Of course, the biggest reason is because of the moon. Most of the exhibition power is to be afraid of Yue'er's strength, so he will bow his head and be soft. Otherwise, with his surname and without saying a word, he will fight with Xia.

Yueer's big flexible eyes stared at Xia's slightly thin back. In fact, she was not still angry when she gave up that position to Cheng Han. There are two reasons. The first is the inheritance of the Moyun Sect. She doesn't look down on her at all and has almost no interest. Second, she was worried that the people of Taixu Palace would take advantage of the time when they received the power of inheritance.

This point is very critical. There are still two martial emperors in Taixu Palace, and it is difficult to guarantee that Taixu Palace will not hurt people with hidden arrows without defense.

Under a trade-off, Yue'er can only "sacrifice" her own interests, so as to give up her position to Cheng Han, so as to monitor the movement of Taixu Palace and achieve the effect of protecting Xia...

At this time, the summer has entered the state, and the divine consciousness is in a reading space. The sky was gray and cloudy. Suddenly, a shocking thunder exploded. The bean-sized rain was like a broken bead curtain, crackling down.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Jing Xia looked around blankly, as if she had forgotten that she was accepting the power of inheritance. The cold rain smashed the head and the face, and the clothes all over the body were completely soaked, and the feeling of cool silk spread.

"Yueer, where are you?" Jiang Xia casually called out Yue's name, but at this moment, another thunder crossed the sky, and the red lightning spanned hundreds of meters.

Jiang Xia was not a person who was afraid of thunder, but at this time, he was a little scared and trembled, as if the lightning would hit his most precious thing.

The most precious thing, the most precious person. Who is it? Such a strange question came to Xia's mind, parents? Dream rain? Yao'er? Blue Dream? Or Xiaonan? Or the moon?

"Yue'er?" Jiang Xia muttered softly, the name seems to be familiar, but did you really know her before?

"Boom!"

Another thunder exploded, which also interrupted Xia's thoughts. He began to run, just like a child, full of fear. But he doesn't know why he is afraid. What is he afraid of? Run like this.

Mud paths were formed on the ground, running aimlessly and trampling on the mud wantonly. I don't know how long I ran, half an hour, and it seems to be an hour. The rainstorm is getting bigger and bigger. General Xia actually has the feeling of being abandoned. Yes, it is indeed the feeling of being abandoned.

"It would be great if there was a sheltered pavilion."

This is what Xia thinks now, but when he raised his head, a pavilion really appeared in his sight. Xia was surprised and happy, and ran into the pavilion.

The cold rain was isolated. Xia sighed easily, unscrewed the water stains on his sleeves, and then wiped off the rain on his face. Then he sat on the stone chair in the pavilion and couldn't help sighing, "If there was someone with me, that would be great."

As soon as the words fell, a pair of soft and boneless hands covered Chuanxia's eyes from behind, and the soft voice like autumn water followed, "Brother Chuanxia, guess who I am?"

"Meng Yu, it's Meng Yu." Jiang Xia's body couldn't help shaking. She suddenly stood up and looked back in surprise. What she saw was a graceful figure, a concave and convex perfect figure. However, under Jiang Xia's sight, the other party's face was blurred, like a thick veil.

Yes, I have never seen Meng Yu. He was born a "blind man". When he could see clearly, Meng Yu left him forever.

"Dream Rain." Xia stretched out his right hand tremblingly and slowly stepped forward.

"Brother Xia, do you miss me very much?"

"Yes, yes, I miss you every day." Jiang Xia's eyes blurred. As long as he "sees" Meng Yu, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Meng Yu sneered, like a child who got candy. Jiang Xia can even feel her cute appearance when she smiles, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't see her face clearly.

"Xia'er."

At this moment, a gentle voice came from the other side. Xia Wan seemed to have been hit by a thunder. He couldn't be more clear about this voice. He had heard it since he was a child for 15 years.

"Mom." Jiang Xia looked at the voice. Just a few meters away, Jiang Yan and Xie Xuan were looking at this side with a smile. In their eyes, there was a feeling called love.

"Dad, Mom." Xia Putong knelt on the ground and moved his knees forward. "Dad, mother, the child is unfilial. The child has made you two suffer." ......

"Hey, summer steamed buns, do you miss me?" The playful voice is teasing with kindness, and the tone of laughter and scolding contains infinite tenderness.

"Yao'er, Yao'er." Jiang Xia wiped away the tears on her face and looked at Yaoer with surprise in her eyes. The green floral skirt, the beautiful face of the country, and the small corners of the mouth raise a faint curvature.

"Hello, Tubaozi! It's been more than three years. Have you forgotten me?

"No, no." Jiang Xia quickly shook her head and smiled, but tears couldn't stop flowing down. "Yaoer, I'm looking for medicinal materials to treat your legs. I miss you very much. Wait for me, I will definitely marry you, Yaoer." ......

"Jing Xia."

"Xia'er."

followed, more and more people appeared beside General Xia. Lan Meng, Xiao Nan, Wu Tian, Ye Rong, Bo He, and Xue Sha. One familiar face, one with a smile on one.

Xia deeply realizes happiness. Yes, it's happiness. The closest people around him came. They really came. He was no longer alone.

Whenever it's dark and late at night, he won't be haunted by nightmares, and he won't feel helpless because he misses his parents and dreams. The people he loves most and the people closest to him are around.

"Brother Xia."

"Xia'er."

"Tubaozi."

"Jing Xia." ......

A happy voice came to Xia's ear. Isn't that what you want?" Boom!" Just then, a thunderbolt passed through the sky. Xia's eyes suddenly fixed on a delicate figure in the rain.

"Moon."

Elf-like face, dusty temperament, Yueer stood outside the pavilion, suffering from the wind and rain, still beautiful and thrilling. But at this time, she was like an outsider, looking at General Xia coldly, and her beautiful eyes were full of resentment.

"Purple pupil, is this all yours? Why don't you have a month?

Why is there no moon? Why is there no moon? Should I have her? Purple pupil? Who is Zitong? Questions hit General Xia's heart one by one. Looking at the smiling faces around him, General Xia's eyes became blank again.

"Why am I here? Where is this? What the hell is this place? ......

"Brother General Xia, what's wrong with you?"

"Xia'er, let your mother take a good look at you."

"Tubaozi, come and carry me quickly. You promised to carry me for the rest of your life!"

"Zi Tong, why is there no moon in your world?" ......

Jianxia felt that the world was spinning, and her head was about to burst. Suddenly, I felt that the people around me were extremely illusory. Where is this? I need to calm down.

Xia Qiang suppressed the restlessness in his heart, sat cross-legged on the ground, turned the palm of his hand, and took out a crystal clear lyre with the shape of the moon.

Close your eyes, your slender fingers pluck the strings, and the soft sound of the piano flows out of your fingertips. The appeal of the sound of the piano is like the melting of ice and snow, and everything is revived, which slowly begins to calm Xia's mind.

The voice of those relatives in his ear gradually became distant. General Xia did not dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, he could not control his emotions. He knew that he must be dreaming again, and even almost fell into this dream. And now, the only way is to entrust everything to the sound of the piano...

"Oh, this boy is still a pianist." A faint sound of surprise came from somewhere, but he could tell from the expression of Xia that he didn't hear it.