Chapter 2217

"Lord of death!"

The five patrol angels looked dignified. The patrol angel who was ready to take action immediately withdrew.

The man in front of him, dressed in cloth, looked like a mortal without cultivation, but he stood in the void and in front of the five of them, but he was like a sword. The light released from his eyes made the five patrolling angels feel timid.

"Your majesty!"

All the Honghuang people present felt the pressure and looked at Ye Tianze. As long as this person was still there, they could create miracles.

"Your Majesty, take us to fight together. We are not afraid of death. We are willing to become unconscious slaves!"

Tang Tianjun said.

"Yes, your majesty, don't forget that you set the will of the Honghuang family. We want to win together and lose together. We fight all our life not to let you carry everything for us at last. We are strong enough!"

Feng said without regret.

"Your Majesty, if you stop, the Honghuang people will not be the Honghuang people. We don't admit defeat, and we don't admit defeat even if we die!"

Gao cenyun clenched his fist. "What about mole ants? Mole ants also have the will to fight. We will never give in!"

"Enough!"

Ye Tianze looked back at them and said, "I did this not only for you, but also for... A new life."

The strong people present were stunned. Li Chaoying seemed to think of something and couldn't help lowering his head. Ye Tianze and rosefinch have disappeared for ten years. No one knows where they have gone.

A new life is born. What is it?

"I set up the Terran to give the Terran a choice. I set up the Honghuang to give the Honghuang a choice."

Ye Tianze looked at them with a smile on his face. "Now you are all parents. You should consider for future generations and die in the first World War. It's just your choice, not theirs, and you can't make a choice for them."

"And this time, I won't give you a choice!"

Ye Tianze smiled and swept through each of them, "you just need to obey, continue the Honghuang family, and tell all the beings in the world of heaven that we are not mole ants, we are not slaves, we are Honghuang!"

When ye Tianze looked back, Tang Tianjun and others' eyes were wet. They held their fists, but they seemed so weak.

Tang Tianjun and others were silent immediately. It was not that they were cruel, but that they knew that their majesty had made up his mind.

No one can change the decision he made. This is not only his choice, but also his choice for the whole Honghuang family.

"Let's go!"

Ye Tianze looked at the five patrol angels.

The old man and the five patrolling angels were relieved. They could not imagine that the young man who looked as gentle as jade was the legendary Lord of death.

But when they saw his eyes, even as patrolling angels, they felt uneasy. It was the power of death.

Just as ye Tianze took the first step, a voice suddenly came from behind him. The voice sang, "an axe opens the world, and a hundred grasses cry!"

Ye Tianze, who had made up his mind, suddenly stopped his steps and felt sad. He was very familiar with this voice. This was Tang Tianjun.

"When an axe opens the world, the grass weeps."

"Move mountains to fill the North Sea and crack the soil to control the flood and famine."

"Heaven destroys my ambition and dances with my head broken."

"The Tao contains three thousand words. Where is the fierce ambition now?"

"The flames burn and shoot the sun. Take off the Beidou to make up for the lack of heaven!"

Ye Tianze remembered this song. It was a song written by him when he led the Terrans into Buzhou mountain. He only sang it once in front of Tang Tianjun. Unexpectedly, Tang Tianjun still remembered it.

At this moment, he wanted to turn around and fight with them to break the boundaries of the heavens, but he didn't turn around in the end.

No matter whether the rosefinch is pregnant or not, he will not look back this time. The rosefinch's children are his children, and all the creatures of the whole Honghuang family are also his children. He used to be the emperor. Now he is the Lord of the Honghuang. Someone must do some things.

"Let's go!" the old man urged.

Ye Tianze stepped forward. Behind him, the familiar song spread. All the areas he had passed were singing this song.

Tang Tianjun is singing, LAN Yuheng is singing, Gao Chenyun is singing, Zhao fan is singing, Li Chaoying is singing, Gao Chenyun is also singing

They know that this departure will be separated forever, and this departure will never return.

Far away in the once desolate home, in the home where ye Tianze spent seven years like a mortal, the rosefinch stood at the door and looked far away.

She didn't sing, but when she heard the voice, she knew that the time of parting had come. As expected, the man quietly left without saying goodbye.

For a moment, the rosefinch hated the new life in his stomach. If he didn't appear, maybe he could secretly follow his husband and go to the picture of all sentient beings together. At least with his own company, he would be less lonely.

But now she can't do so, because ye Tianze won't let her do so. He tried his best to lead the rise of the human race and lead the Honghuang race out of the picture of sentient beings, so that future generations can have a choice.

He will never let his children enter the picture of sentient beings and keep silence with him forever.

"Maybe..." the rosefinch looked into the distance and said, "this is the best choice. Death is eternal, but we can't live forever."

She touched her stomach, pointed to the distance and said, "child, do you know? Your father left you a civilization that can last forever. He is the eternal hero in your mother's heart."

When he came to Tongtian Road, ye Tianze suddenly remembered the dream he had had. He dreamed of a sleepy self, bent back and ragged, walking on a muddy road to hell.

On this road, the memories of life emerge frame by frame.

The surly childhood, the lonely youth and the absurd middle age, such as a thorn blade and an ice cone, cut through the time, the blood vessels are tense, and the life path is quenched into dust and dispersed by the wind.

When he looked back, he found that the scene was full of nothingness. He smiled and frowned. He smiled ferociously at himself now. There was no need... There was no need to remember.

He did not expect that this dream had become a reality. When he walked out of the path to heaven, he looked back at the world he had created.

He engraved the scene in front of him in the depths of his memory, because he still had endless time to stay in the picture of all sentient beings.

His accomplishments will disappear with the passage of time, his body will rot under the brilliance of time, and finally only the consciousness of death is left.

come back? He can never look back.