Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

In the morning of the next day, the Martyrs Cemetery in Langhu District, the capital of Daxia.

The sky is gloomy and dark clouds are rolling in.

The cold autumn rain fell all over the city, and also fell on the quiet Martyrs Cemetery.

At this time, a group of people wearing dark clothes were standing in front of the two cemeteries, mourning silently.

Few people held umbrellas, and most people were wearing demon breath shirts.

There were also some people who did not even open their demon breath shirts, but were bathed in layers of icy rain, letting the rain fall on their bodies and slide over their faces.

In this case, it would be impossible to distinguish between rain and tears.

"唳~~~"

A flaming eagle burned with blazing flames and slowly circled high in the sky.

The eagle's whistle sounds like a melodious lament, with a high-pitched sound.

But he couldn't wake up the sleeping master in the tomb, which could only add a trace of sadness to this vast world.

Li Mengnan looked sad as she looked at the falcons circling in the sky. Finally, she lowered her head.

Just yesterday, she spent a happy and warm time in Senior Sister Jiang Feng's home.

But today, as if her dream was shattered, she was dragged back to the cold and cruel reality.

Looking around, the white tombstones are neatly arranged and connected together, seemingly endless.

And under every tombstone, there is a heroic soul buried.

In addition to being warriors, they may be a father or a mother, a husband or a wife.

They must also be a child.

Li Mengnan withdrew her gaze and looked at the tombstone filled with flowers. She held Du Yu's arm tightly.

Du Yu sighed in his heart and turned to look into the distance.

Far away on the edge of the pine forest, Qi Tian, ​​the Angry Ape, was sitting under a lush pine tree, playing with weeds in his hands.

It had no expression on its face as it tore the blade of grass in its hand into small pieces one after another.

The pair of golden demon eyes seemed to have never moved away from the blade of grass in its hands, and its peripheral vision never seemed to have moved away from its master's tombstone.

Under the tree on the side, little Tai Sui stood silently.

It shouldn't have appeared here, but it was called out by its owner more than an hour ago.

When Little Tai Sui saw the rows of tombstones, he was shocked.

When Tai Sui turned to look at his master, he saw Du Yu raised his head slightly and gestured to the distance with his chin.

Little Tai Sui turned around and saw the lonely figure of Brother Qitian leaving behind layers of rain.

At this point, Xiao Tai Sui followed.

Then, it followed Brother Qitian past countless tombstones and came to the pine forest, quietly observing the human worship ceremony.

"Rumble"

There was thunder and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Jiang Feng walked to He Changfeng's tombstone and helped Shi Hua, who was crying.

High in the sky, the Flame Eagle screamed at the sky, burning fiercely in the heavy rain, but no matter how you looked at it, its power seemed so insignificant.

When the memorial service finally came to an end, people persuaded the families of Qi and He to leave slowly.

Hu Yihua, as their master and their direct leader, suppressed the sadness in his heart and went to comfort the families of his disciples.

Similarly, Yang Qingqing, as the director of the 29th Bureau, also took Li Jing and others with him.

In the end, only Yu Nanwei and Zhang Tianxiao were left in front of the tomb.

Zhang Tianxiao is the youngest member of the second team and a close disciple of Hu Yihua.

According to the information, Zhang Tianxiao is an enthusiastic and cheerful young man who likes to laugh.

However, in the few times Du Yu met him, he never saw his happy smiling face.

Perhaps it was because Du Yu was always the firefighter.

Du Yu would only appear in front of the second team when the second team encountered difficulties or was in danger.

"Call it over?" Lin Shiwei took a step forward, stood beside Du Yu, and said softly.

Du Yu knew who the girl was talking about.

He looked at the pine trees in the distance again, sending a message in his mind: "Qitian."

Qi Tian stopped tearing away at the grass blades, raised a pair of golden demonic eyes, and finally looked here.

Du Yu: "Come over, come over and see him."

Such words are obviously not suggestions but commands.

"Yes." Qitian slowly stood up and walked over step by step.

Tai Sui followed Brother Qitian silently without saying a word.

In front of the tomb filled with flowers, Angry Ape slowly knelt down and looked at the photos on the tombstone.

"Trouble." Du Yu put a hand to the side.

Little Tai Sui shook his head, his body suddenly shattered, and he entered Du Yu's acupuncture point home.

Little Tai Sui is no stranger to funerals. It had already experienced it once when Du Yu took the mountain army back to the mountain realm.

That day, Du Yu and others were also present.

However, the war was not over yet, and Du Yu did not stay too long before taking Yang Qingqing and others out to continue fighting.

That day, Hong Ye led the clan members to bury the bones or demon crystals of the dead warriors under a bamboo forest.

There are also some fallen mountain warriors who have been contracted with demon souls by the human logistics team and raised in acupoint homes.

Xiao Tai Sui firmly believes that the warriors will eventually reshape their bodies.

One day, they will return to Zhumusen one by one!

"I"

The angry ape whimpered softly, looking at the tombstone among the flowers and the photo of the owner on the tombstone.

"I have become emperor, Master."

The angry ape that doesn't want to come to the monument is very similar to the one that hid alone in a dark corner when its owner died.

In that shabby shopping mall, due to Du Yu's presence, it came to its owner and saw the incomplete half of its owner's body again.

In this cemetery with heavy rain, it was also because of Du Yu that the angry ape came to his master again.

Once the whimpering started, the angry ape started talking.

It is not as unruly as I imagined, and it has not been as free and easy as before for a long time.

"I have become emperor, Master, you have seen it."

"I fulfilled our dream, our wish."

"On the day you die."

The angry ape lowered his head, and the only sound in his mouth was the ape's cry. The people behind him couldn't understand anything.

But those sad ape calls penetrated the layers of rain and fell into people's ears, which was heartbreaking.

"Daxia won, Master, we won."

"Youhan was destroyed, Du Yu destroyed it, you saw it too, right?"

"I didn't help him much, I just helped him perform his magic skills a few times."

"Among them, there is the demon skill that we have discussed many times, the demon skill that we have always dreamed of - the Three Demons of Fury."

"I finally used it, Master. You have seen my three-sided body, right?"

The angry ape wiped his eyes with one hand. On the back of his furry hand, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

Its head droops lower and lower:

"I finally used the three demons of anger, I finally became the emperor, I"

"I miss you."

Du Yu's eyes were red and he stood quietly behind the angry ape.

The angry ape did not convey its thoughts to him through the contract, so Du Yu could not understand the sad ape cry.

But after all, the two parties are connected by contract, and some emotions cannot be hidden.

Du Yu was also greatly affected emotionally.

In the Baihui point on the top of his head, Xiao Fenyang covered his eyes with his small hands and heard everything clearly.

However, she remained silent and did not translate for Du Yu.

"Huh?" Gui Youying held the three-headed candlestick and looked at the sad Miss Fen Yang in front of her, not knowing how to comfort her.

Lin Shiwei stood beside Du Yu and looked at his profile.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched Du Yu's eyes with her fingers.

"Du Yu." Zhang Tianxiao's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Huh?" Du Yu immediately canceled the demon breath shirt, letting the heavy rain soak his body, and his face suddenly became wet.

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Tianxiao.

Zhang Tianxiao: "After Senior Brother Qitian left, the surviving demon pets and ancient spiritual weapons were taken over by us."

Du Yu nodded lightly.

Zhang Tianxiao raised his right hand, and a golden stick appeared in his hand: "Take this ancient spiritual weapon with you."

Du Yu was silent for a moment and said, "My quota for the spiritual weapon contract is already full."

Zhang Tianxiao said: "This is the Golden Flame Stick's own wish. It wants to follow Senior Brother Qitian and the Angry Ape as before."

Qitian is gone, and only the Angry Ape is left in this world.

But the Angry Ape is a demon pet and cannot contract ancient spiritual weapons.

Zhang Tianxiao continued: "This is also the result of discussion in the bureau. The Golden Flame Stick is also a hero and our comrade.

We still hope to follow the wishes of the weapon spirit itself. "

"Keep it." Lin Shiwei advised softly, "You can put it under the twin trees."

In this way, it doesn't matter even if there is no contract.

After all, whether the Golden Flame Stick needs demon breath or spiritual energy, the twin sacred trees can meet its needs.

"Buzz~" The golden flame stick trembled slightly, flew up quietly, and stabbed the angry ape.

The Angry Ape didn't even look back. It just looked for the familiar trembling sound, reached out out of habit, and grabbed the long golden stick.

"call!"

The golden flames burned blazingly, and thick white mist steamed up amid the heavy rain.

Seeing this scene, Du Yu nodded.

Zhang Tianxiao was obviously relieved.

The person in front of him is Du Shenjiang, the person standing at the top of the Twin Tree Realm.

No matter how kind-hearted Du Yu was and how he was a colleague with the second team, when Zhang Tianxiao faced such a presence...

He still felt that Du Yu was far away and out of reach.

Suddenly, a golden-armored ape appeared on the right side of the burning golden flame stick.

It and the angry ape kneeling on the ground, one on the left and one on the right, were holding blazing long sticks at the same time.

Golden-armored Ape: "Monkey, you forgot to take me with you."

Angry Ape: "I thought you didn't want to fight anymore."

The golden-armored ape curled his lips and looked at the photo on the tombstone: "I was really sad for a while. When I wanted to take revenge, I didn't even have any enemies."

"There are enemies, too."

The golden-armored ape looked at the angry ape: "Is there more?"

The angry ape looked at Du Yu: "Yes, there are also countless cold trees, countless cold beasts and cold tribes."

"Heh." The golden-armored ape grinned, "Then you should take me with you."

The angry ape tightened his grip on the golden flame stick, slowly turned his head, and looked at the tombstone.

Photo.

"Du Yu helped us realize our dream, now it's our turn to help him."

"Master, I will take your share and continue walking."

"I will become the Demon Saint, the Holy Saint, I will help Du Yu break the cold trees, and I will exist forever."

The angry ape stretched out his hand, pressed it on the tombstone, and wiped his fingertips across the face of the man in the photo:

"As long as I live, you will live too."

"Master, Du Yu gave me a name."

The angry ape's golden demonic eyes shone with a strange luster, and he looked directly into Qi Tian's eyes in the photo:

"Qitian."

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