After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 1042 Departure
Although Zhang Lai felt that something was wrong, he couldn't find anything wrong, so he had to give up.

After everyone left the hall, a white light flashed in Shen Qing's hand, and a hole suddenly appeared in the palm.

Light gushed out from that opening, and a broken sword appeared from the palm of his hand.

Shen Qing gently stroked the broken sword.

The broken sword was very rough, but it gave her a familiar feeling when she rubbed it carefully.

Central Region of Yunze Continent

After all, the Eastern Royal Family did not hide from the world anymore. They moved some of their clansmen from the north to the central region, and the Lin family did the same.

An old man was carrying a basket, and a child beside him looked around curiously.

"Grandpa, what are we doing here?"

Donghuangcang patted his grandson's head.

"Today is the previous water festival in the clan."

"I know this! Dad said that the clan used to live in a very remote desert! There was no sun and no water there. Only at this time of the year did people send people to risk the water!"

Donghuangcang looked at his little grandson lovingly.

"Yes! At that time, many people in the tribe had to...go to meet their ancestors because of water and food. Moreover, at that time, our tribe almost disappeared. We met a person."

"Is that the hero?"

Donghuangcang's eyes were a little hot, and he held his little grandson's hand.

"Yes, the hero. She rescued us and brought us out of the sand and gave us a safe home."

The child's eyes are full of admiration.

"That unsung hero, I heard from you, grandpa, grandpa, and second uncle, uncle, they all told us! I know her! She is very powerful! She is the hero of our Eastern Royal Family !"

Donghuangcang stared blankly at his grandson.

His eyes are very bright, the brightness of a child.

That is the light that is not polluted by the secular world.

"Homura, no matter how the world is... no matter how long it has been... we must never forget. Because, some people cannot forget."

The passage of time, the most terrible thing is not the vicissitudes of life, but forgetting.

Homura tilted her head.

He smiled brightly at his grandfather.

"I know! We will never forget the unsung hero! When I grow up, I want to be like her! I want to be a hero too! Be a great hero!"

Seeing his little grandson bouncing around happily, Donghuangcang's hands trembled.

big hero?
Three words, but they have to bear too much.

In fact, he does not want his grandson to become a so-called hero.

Because the big heroes don't seem to end well.

But what would the world be like if there were no so-called heroes?
And it seems that only they who are so sincere dare to shout out the words to become heroes, right?
After all, he doesn't have the courage...

Because the more they grow up, they get a lot of things, and they are more and more afraid of losing.

Carrying the basket, there are many things in the basket.

Two people stood under the giant sword.

Moss has grown on the giant sword, and many weeds have grown around it.

Donghuangcang put down the basket and put his grandson on a small step.

"Homura, stay here obediently, don't move, grandpa clean up."

Homura sat there obediently.

Look at the ants crawling over their feet.

Donghuangcang looked at the weeds around him and sighed.

The sun was shining brightly, and Homura was a little tired from waiting, so she couldn't help asking.

"Grandpa, how long will it take?"

"Wait a little longer, Grandpa, it will be all right soon."

"Grandpa, why is there so much grass here?"

Donghuangcang paused slightly.

Look around for weeds and moss.

There were not so many when I came last year, and even less in the year before last.

He remembered that there were no weeds and moss at the beginning...

"Maybe everyone is busy recently..."

It is also possible that too many people were buried under the giant sword, and the grass was fattened by flesh and blood.

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and Donghuangcang had just finished dealing with the weeds. When he saw his grandson falling asleep leaning on the giant sword, Donghuangcang was suddenly stunned.

The sun shone sideways on the child's face, and the shadow of the giant sword was long, just covering the child in the shade, shielding him from the scorching sun...

"Homura, let's go home."

"Boom boom boom!"

The bell rang, and the enchantment of the entire Xihuang Palace opened.

The various spirit beast vehicles flew out from the West Desolation Palace.

The countless monks onlookers couldn't help but marvel at the spectacular scene.

"Saint, we are leaving."

Outside the hall, Zhang Lai's voice came.

Shen Qingyi, who was lazily sitting on the seat, slowly opened his eyes.

Slowly stand up from the seat.

On her body was the robe of the saint of Xihuang Palace, which had been changed in the morning.

The white robe is outlined with silver lines, and the silver patterns on it are faintly visible.

The inlaid tiny crystal pendants and the translucent tulle make the whole robe look more gorgeous and holy.

Shen Qing put on a shawl, a few silver butterfly Horcruxes adorned her silver hair, and the forehead pendant on her forehead refracted silvery white light as she walked.

"Boom."

The door of the main hall was opened, and Zhang Lai raised his head subconsciously.

He was completely amazed by Shen Qingyi's appearance.

Although he had known the beauty of this saint from a long time ago, the current attire allowed Shen Qingyi's beauty to be fully revealed, making her look even more holy.

But after Zhang Lai realized it, he immediately lowered his head.

Shen Qing walked towards the palace where the Son and Daughter gathered.

No accident, the one who was eliminated was the last Yun Ge.

Standing in the dark, Yun Ge couldn't help gritting his teeth as he looked at the people in the hall who were admired by everyone.

She looked subconsciously until there was a sound of gasping around.

After seeing Shen Qingyi, Yun Ge became even more resentful.

If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of Shen Qing who didn't know where he came from, how could he take away her position of saint? !

This position should have been hers!
She should also be the one who is admired on the high platform!

In the eyes of everyone, Shen Qingyi slowly walked towards the high platform.

Even if she became the center of attention, her face still had the look that strangers should not enter.

The saints and saints did not show any other thoughts at the moment, after all, so many monks watched, except for the disciples of Xihuang Palace, and the soul cultivators outside.

Until the final bell rang, Ye Lan and the other elders stepped forward one after another.

Ye Lan held out her hand respectfully.

"Saint, it's time to go."

Shen Qingyi followed Ye Lan to the side of her soul beast car.

After getting on the soul beast car, I realized that the soul beast car didn't look that big from the outside, and it could probably accommodate about one or two people, but when I got in, I realized that there was something strange inside.

At least eight or nine people can be accommodated.

There are also tea tables and tea sets in the soul beast car.

And several books and jade slips.

(End of this chapter)