Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 1243 The timid boy

The moment Jiyue saw the water mirror, he realized the purpose of the water mirror.

Through this water mirror, he should be able to see the current situation of the person he wants to see.

However, knowing the purpose of the water mirror, he did not immediately check where Ji Jian was.

After having been at odds with his father for almost a lifetime, Rao finally understood his father's love for him and understood his father's difficulties. However, the awkwardness formed over the years has never changed. In the face of all this, Ji gradually...

Feeling his own hesitation, he didn't dare to step forward to confirm. It was obviously a simple matter, but it seemed like confirming it would kill him.

A stubborn and awkward child, even if all misunderstandings were resolved, the habits he had developed over the years still made him subconsciously avoid everything with his father.

The boy who pretends to be ill still wants to disguise himself with illness and still wants to hide his true self.

Jiyue looked at the water mirror quietly. He stared at the water mirror, but seemed not to see anything.

His eyes were not focused, and he was not thinking of anything.

Remove the name Ji Jian directly from your side, don't think about him, don't mention his name, so that Ji Jian's figure will not appear in the water mirror.

Jiyue looked up at the water mirror. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment. They could only see that the water mirror without any change was emitting a bright light, illuminating his face.

The handsome young man raised his head slightly, staring at the unknown.

He turned his attention away from Ji Jian and didn't let himself think about that name.

He thought that even thinking about Tian Qing was better than thinking about that person.

So, he saw a foggy area, with no figure, no sound, nothing, only a hazy fog.

Ji Yue quickly came to his senses after being stunned for a moment, but Tian Qing could not see it.

She should be in the Tiangong Secret Realm like him now. The Tiangong Secret Realm is the most mysterious and core place of the Tiangong Clan. This place is actually not on the continent where the Tiangong Clan is now, but in another even more mysterious place. The cultivators of the world are not

The known continent.

That continent is the origin of the Tiangong clan, where everything in the Tiangong clan originates, and where the roots of the Tiangong clan are hidden.

The secret realm of Tiangong cannot be pried into.

Tian Qing cannot see...

Sasukee confirmed this conclusion, he wanted to see another person.

The water mirror is here. It is impossible for him to see a person's current situation without using the water mirror.

He didn't want to go see Ji Jian, someone had to let him go.

This person is either Ji Jian or someone else.

As for who this person is, it's actually not that important, but it's quite important.

Sasukee began to think about the beast creators he had a good relationship with. At this moment, he suddenly realized that his circle was so small.

He pretended to be ill and had no history of playing wildly with his peers. He locked himself in the yard all year round and entertained himself.

The only impression outsiders have of the son of the sixth elder of the Tiangong clan is probably that the sixth elder's precious son is not in good health and may have died.

In the past, he would occasionally spread some rumors, making people aware of his existence. In recent years, he accepted the Ten Thousand Years Plan and became a member of the Nine Seats. He gradually faded out of everyone's sight.

For the only son of the sixth elder of the Tiangong clan, the last message related to him was already thirteen years ago.

No one knows what happened to him, no one even cares whether he is dead or alive now. He has become a transparent person among the Tiangong clan. Except for relevant people, no one knows his existence at all. He is a member of the Tiangong clan.

Beast Creator, many people don't know his name or appearance.

For the sake of safety, they did a lot, and they only wanted him to develop safely in ten thousand years.

Therefore, Jiyue had few friends in his life, and at this time, he found that he had few people to see.

Not wanting to look at Ji Jian, he could only desperately think of some beast creators who were slightly willing to take a look at their situation, some members of the Tiangong clan who were a little more familiar with them.

Thinking like this, only elders appeared in his mind, not people of his own age.

Jiyue didn't know if he should be called sad for being like this. He only knew that he didn't feel anything bad in the face of all this.

He happily accepted all this and accepted this fact.

There was no one else around him, and even when he had an quarrel with Ji Jian, he used his awkward behavior to turn himself into a child with only Ji Jian left in his life.

Only Ji Jian can come and go freely in his world, and no one else has this ability or qualification.

Jiyue closed his eyes and turned his attention to Feng Ye, the leader of their Tiangong clan.

The scene of Feng Ye soon appeared in the water mirror.

Feng Ye laughed wildly, his golden hair could not hide the light in the darkness, his eyes were piercing, and beside him stood his creations.

There was a bit of exhaustion and anger on Miaodong's face. Unable to give Shuiyao a happy fairy tale ending, he vented all his anger on the Emperor of the Universe in the Xuanye space.

The forbidden air blocked the space, hampering the team that should have made a smooth advance.

Mo Yan raised his chin slightly and faced the Buddha Emperor who was holding the beads but showed no compassion at all.

Cao Ran...

Looking at the ongoing battle on Feng Ye's side, Jiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The battle seemed to be very fierce, and he had no intention of staying here any longer. With a slight blink of his eyes, the scene had changed.

The picture that appeared in the water mirror was not about Ji Jian, and Ji Yue was unwilling to see what was going on at Ji Jian's side at this time.

The first thing that becomes clear in the water mirror is a room. From the layout of the room, we can see the elegance of the owner of the room.

There is still an end game on the chessboard mountain placed in the corner, but no player has dropped his chess pieces.

And sitting on the ground in the corner of the room, the elegant and mysterious man had a bit of coldness and a bit of warmth in his eyebrows.

He slowly raised his head, and that delicate and distant face came into view.

This is Liu Xi.

Liu Xi's physical condition did not look good at this time.

Jiyue pursed his lips and said nothing.

He just stared at Liu Xi in the picture, looking at the priest of the Tiangong clan, and he could feel that the vitality in this priest was gradually fading away.

But why?

He was clearly not injured, but why was the vitality of the Tiangong clan priests decreasing?

Jiyue didn't understand all this, but he could feel that the situation of the Tiangong clan was not good, otherwise the priests of the Tiangong clan would not be in this state.

The arc and frequency of eyelash trembling are greater.

Jiyue tried to look away, and he did look away from Liu Xi, but...

When the next picture appeared in front of him, he could hardly bear it.

Blood-drenched death is a glorious and spectacular hymn, but it is also an unacceptable cry.

Jiyue looked at the torn pieces. Even if other Tiangong clan beast creators quickly killed the culprit and used the enemy's blood to commemorate the dead souls, the dead Tiangong clan beast creators would not be able to come back.

His creations became lonely and helpless ghosts, almost going crazy without their creator.

The monks attacked Huanyu without any sense and without regard for their lives. Before, they were careful not to let themselves get hurt. They pounced on them, hoping to die together with their enemies.

No one knows what they want, but what they can get is already clear.

No one can tell whether it is a worthwhile transaction to exchange one's life for the lives of monks from all over the world. The only thing that can be determined may be that this is the choice of these creation beasts.

They don't want to live without their Creator.

It's cold on the road to hell, and they want to stay with their creator.

The creators respect the choice of the creators. They did not say: Calm down, your creator does not want to see you die.

Not to mention: Don’t make unnecessary sacrifices, the Tiangong clan needs you, and you can’t waste your lives here.

Morally kidnapping a group of creative beasts is not the style of the Tiangong clan.

If these creative beasts are tired and want to stop here, then let those of them who are still alive and able to persevere work harder and push the ending to the predetermined position.

Jiyue's fingers were trembling now, and he could hardly stand upright.

With his whole body trembling, he could clearly feel his emotions at this moment: he was afraid.

He was always afraid, he was afraid of losing Ji Jian, so he didn't dare to move the screen to Ji Jian or call Ji Jian's name.

He promised Ji Jian and asked Ji Jian to wait for him to return.

He asked Ji Jian to live. Even though he had gotten the answer from Ji Jian's silence, he still held a trace of naive fantasy. As long as he didn't call Ji Jian's name, as long as he didn't witness Ji Jian's death, he could

Deceiving yourself and others, telling yourself that Ji Jian is still alive.

His father, the sixth elder of the Tiangong clan, the man who valued the Tiangong clan and him even more, is still alive.

"Father..." The two words squeezed out from Jiyue's trembling teeth were almost out of tune.

Jiyue called in a low voice, his closed eyes trembling, and he did not dare to raise his head to look at the water mirror in front of him: "Father..."

He knew that as his words came out, the scene in Shui Jing would change to the situation on Ji Jian's side.

As long as he raised his head, he could see the person he wanted to see.

But knowing all this, he did not raise his head.

He was afraid that what he would see when he looked up would be the dark water mirror, which would mean his father's death and which would mean that he could no longer deceive himself.

He was even more afraid that when he looked up, the water mirror had not turned black, but was on the verge of turning black, which meant that he was witnessing the death of his father.

No matter what the ending was, Jiyue couldn't accept it.

The only ending that Sasukee can accept is a happy ending.

Ji Jian is still alive and well, and he still has a chance to see Ji Jian again, but he knows that this is impossible.

This is impossible, the outcome has been decided and the process cannot be changed.

Ji Yue's eyes trembled, and he was unwilling to raise his head to look at Shui Jing when he heard Ji Jian's voice.

Ji Jian's voice was full of energy, and there was a bit of nostalgia in it.

"I miss my son."

He held a small sword with an extremely ugly carving in his hand. Ji Jian's slender hands, which were like works of art, rubbed the small sword that didn't suit him very well. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"The son of Elder Ji Jian must be one of the best among men, he must be extremely outstanding!" A bold voice sounded from behind Ji Jian, and a tall and tall man came to Ji Jian's side.

"He is very good." Speaking of his son, Ji Jian's eyes were full of pride.

An old father's recognition and filter of his children made them firmly believe that their children are the best in the world.

Ji Yue's filter is particularly serious. When Ji Yue rejected him, his eyes could still see Ji Yue as a fool, let alone now.

Of course, Ji Yue also deserves all the praises given to Ji Jian.

"I wonder why Elder Ji Jian's son is not with you..." the strong man tried, and put aside the warm wine he had brought.

"He is no longer in this era." The pride on Ji Jian's face faded slightly, bringing out a bit of sadness.

"Sorry." The strong man apologized. He glanced at the lie detector stone in his hand, and when he was sure that Ji Jian was not lying, he fed back the news.

Looking up again, the strong man still had a generous smile on his face: "This time I have to thank the Tiangong clan for their help, otherwise our race will be in danger."

"If it were not for Elder Ji Jian, my fragrant and soft daughter-in-law would be gone. No matter what the circumstances, I would like to offer a glass of wine to Elder Ji Jian." He picked up the warm wine, took out two more wine glasses, and filled them.

The strong man handed one of the glasses of wine to Ji Jian.

Ji gradually took the wine with a smile, but did not drink it immediately.

There was a hint of sadness on his face, which made people feel that the sixth elder of the Tiangong clan was still immersed in sadness.

He turned the wine glass in his hand and looked up at the strong man with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see into the strong man's heart.

"It should be." Ji Jian said, "You are a subordinate race of the Tiangong clan."

Since you are a subordinate race of the Tiangong clan, the Tiangong clan has the responsibility to protect you.

This time you have been implicated by the Tiangong clan, and the Tiangong clan also has the responsibility to pull you up.

The strong man's hands shook, and he could hardly hold the wine glass in his hand.

"Be careful." Ji Jian stretched out his hand to steady the wine glass, and looked at the strong man with a tolerant and patient look.

"Thank you." The strong man thanked him and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "Elder Ji Jian wants us to live in seclusion. Does he think that the Tiangong clan will not be able to survive this crisis?"

Ji Jian raised his eyebrows, and he saw the strong man in front of him lowering his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, trying to explain: "I didn't mean that, I just, I just..."

It only took a long time, but there was no result.

Ji Jian raised his hand to interrupt the strong man's words. The leader of the clan seemed particularly nervous when facing him.

"The Tiangong clan can survive this difficulty, we believe we can." Ji Jian replied.

"That's it." The strong man in front of him seemed to be relieved. He raised his head and urged, "Don't Elder Ji Jian drink? The wine won't taste good when it's cold."

"Drink." Ji Jian replied, but did not touch the wine in the glass.

The strong man did not urge him again, he just stood in front of Ji Jian and did not mention leaving.

"Is there anything else you want to say to me?" Ji gradually raised his head.

"No more." The strong man thought about it seriously and replied.

"Then I'll drink it," Ji Jian said.

"Okay." The strong man replied.

Ji Jian drank the glass of wine and drank the poisonous wine handed out by the race he saved.

He looked at the strong man in front of him quietly, letting the black blood gushing out stain the snow under his feet.

"I hope you can lead your race to survive." Ji Jian offered a heartfelt blessing, which was more like a curse.

The strong man cried and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to, but the Tiangong clan has no chance of winning. I have to consider my race."

We have so many elderly people and children. The children have not seen tomorrow yet. They have such a brilliant future and should not perish in this era.

sorry……

Sorry, I have to consider my race, I am their clan leader!

I'm sorry, if the Tiangong clan has a chance of winning, I will definitely stand with the Tiangong clan, but the Tiangong clan has no chance of winning, and I must consider my race.

Forgive my selfishness, I know that the Tiangong clan treats us very well, and I know that I am sorry for the Tiangong clan, but I have to do something.

I am not a human being, there is a race of life behind me, and the decisions I make are related to the survival of a race, and I must be responsible for them.

Sorry, sorry, sorry...

"Is it useful to be sorry? I will never forgive you." Matsuri cried and shouted.

His voice could not be heard, but he knew that Ji Jian would not forgive this man.

He chose to drink this poisonous wine because it was related to the fate of a race.

But he will not forgive the person who handed over the poisoned wine. He has the right to choose not to forgive.

The unbridled and flamboyant beast creator of the Tiangong clan treats a weaker race with his tenderness, but is unwilling to forgive those who hurt him.

The harm has been done, why ask for forgiveness?

We will not forgive you and will let you live in pain for the rest of your life, but we bless you and wish you to escape the tragic ending of the Tiangong clan's subordinate race.

"Why are you so stupid? You promised to wait for me when I get back." Ji Yue cried, looking at Ji Yue slowly falling to the ground in the water mirror.

At the last moment of his life, Ji Jian burned himself, along with the ugly little sword.

The strong man did not stop him. He shed some worthless tears. After these tears, he still wanted to lead his race into the future.

No one knows what the future will be like.

"Idiot. Liar. Bastard. Father! Dad!" Jiyue felt the belated fluctuation of time and space. He stared at his eyes, with uncontrollable tears in his eyes.

He knew that if he were in Ji Jian's position, he would make the same choice as Ji Jian, but as the one left behind, he still couldn't accept this ending.

How heartbreaking it is to be betrayed by someone you saved!

(End of chapter)