Chapter 1660: Rising From Destruction (Free)

The wind and snow have stopped, and the sky and the earth are completely white. The whiteness is dazzling, as if the whole world is plain, a bit tragic, and silently paying homage to the past.

Chu Feng was like a dead man lying under the ice and snow. Although the cold air was biting, it was not as cold as the cold in his heart. He only felt ice-free and life had lost its meaning.

He was no different from a dead corpse. He didn't want to move, think, or revive his mind. He just wanted to lie quietly on the cold frozen soil, unwilling to wake up.

Living is a kind of pain for him, with endless injuries. He cannot accept the death of those old friends, let alone the tragic death of his wife and children. Those swords are like swords, and every time they fall, his heart is splashed. A large amount of blood arose, killing his heart and soul.

Dying may be very simple, all pain can end, there will be no more sadness, no more pain that will drive you crazy, but deep in his heart, his own weakest and vaguest voice echoes, I...can't die, I haven't taken revenge yet!

It wasn't until one day when thunder shook his ears that Chu Feng regained his consciousness from the numb world. The ice and snow melted, and he lay on the muddy and lifeless land. He was briefly awakened by the sound of spring thunder.

But soon, his eyes were as red as blood again, and there was a long howl, like a wild beast going crazy, like a crazy prisoner hitting the prison. His hair was disheveled, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, breathing heavily.

Morning and night, everything came to mind, and the tragic scene that suffocated him appeared again, driving him crazy and making him roar. Then, he staggered up and ran on the ground.

No matter who sees it, they will think that this is a completely crazy person. He has no energy and energy, and all he has is pain and beast-like roars. His eyes are scattered and bloody.

Until night came, Chu Feng didn't know how many miles he had run before he fell to the barren ground with a thud. His chest hurt violently. The blood in his eyes faded slightly, and he woke up from his madness.

He looked down at his hands, where there was still residual blood, and then looked at the tattered battle clothes on his body, where there was also a shocking and sad red color. That was the blood that spilled out after the body of the parent and child disintegrated, and it was also the last trace left by that child. .

Chu Feng was so heartbroken that he was about to go crazy again. He clasped his hands on his chest to protect the remaining blood on the broken clothes, and looked up at the sky miserably, with endless despair in his eyes.

"That's all that's left..." Chu Feng looked at the residual blood on his body, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world, afraid that it would dissipate in the blink of an eye and never be seen again.

He had no tears to shed, but he was sobbing. The pain in his heart was tearing, and the memories were like countless fairy swords piercing his heart. The more he didn't want to remember, the clearer everything that day became. The densely packed swords, guns, swords and halberds fell, His heart was riddled with holes and his blood kept splattering.

The scene that day was like a heavy blood-colored mountain coming down, making him feel like he was about to be shattered to pieces, and the pain was so painful that he felt like he was suffocating.

The night wind was not too strong, and it blew Chu Feng's hair, which turned out to be gray-white, dull and without any luster. He saw the long hair rising from his chest, and he was in a trance.

He used to laugh and scold, but he had just entered the world of mortals and was walking around the world brilliantly. He was also full of high spirits and overwhelmed all the enemies of his generation with one hand.

But now there is endless decadence, sourness, pain, the light of confidence and strength have all faded away, leaving only silence and dejection.

He raised his head blankly, powerless, frustrated, and desperate. Even if he regained consciousness and was no longer lying on the ground like a dead body, he still felt that after he died, how many past events could be repeated and how much laughter could be Reappearance, he is no longer the same person who entered the mortal world at a young age and walked around the world brilliantly. He is not yet old, and his long hair is already gray. Although his whole face still looks like a youth due to his strength, it is pale and has no trace of traces of it. color.

"I once entered the world with great ambition, and wanted to kill all the strange enemies, but now, there is nothing left!"

He lost all his relatives, friends, and those brilliant heroes. They were all gone. They all died in the battle, and only he was left.

In the past, the young Chu Feng didn't care about anything and always wore a smile that was as dazzling as the morning glow. But now it's all gone. His temperament has changed drastically and he is no longer what he used to be. He is asking himself, am I dead? The world is vast, there is no nostalgia, the whole person is gray, there is no brilliance in the heart, only darkness remains.

Until a long time later, Chu Feng trembled and left all the blood on his hands on the broken battle clothes. He carefully put it into a stone jar as if holding his own child, and stored it in an unbreakable space. Also treasured in memories full of pain.

The moon was very big, shining brightly on the ground. The bright moonlight reflected all kinds of brilliance in the world in the past. Chu Feng looked in a trance, as if he could see the various faces of all living beings, the world of the past, and the hazy old friends one after another. She smiled at him from afar and waved at him.

However, he walked forward and looked hard, but nothing was missing. Under the full moon, the world was in ruins, endless desolation, lone wolves howling as if weeping, graves everywhere, and roadside everywhere. The broken bones are desolate and desolate.

Chu Feng staggered forward, and the entire era was buried. The whole world was vast, and he was the only one left?

The bright moon shines in the sky, but this world can never go back to the past. The moon is still the same moon. It shone in the glorious world aeons ago. The world is bright and graceful through the ages. Although the bright moon is still the same now, the world is all in the past, with ruins and ruins. The unparalleled heroes and the ageless beauty have all turned into dust.

He was slightly awake and no longer crazy, but he couldn't help but want to cry. He couldn't hide the soreness and pain in his heart. He wanted to cry, but he could only let out a hoarse roar.

The bright moon shines on ancient and modern times. The moonlight is hazy, but not soft at all. It is like a cold gauze, biting to the bone, and cannot cover the eternal sadness.

How many heroes have passed away, how many splendors have been buried under the ruins. The sky of history and the glorious scrolls have all been burned to ashes. Looking across the world, he is the only one left, alone with the ruins.

Chu Feng walked alone, the road ahead was dark, and he couldn't find a companion. He felt endless sadness and desolation in his heart. He had never been lonely before, and he felt the loneliness of eternity.

Many days have passed, and Chu Feng doesn't know where he is. He has been crazy and confused. He still can't get out of the dark area in his heart and can't see the light.

He told himself that he had to live, become stronger, and not be decadent forever, but he couldn't control himself. He was immersed in the past for a long time, thinking about those people and the past, and what he could do and change by himself now. What?

In the final battle, everyone died. What ability does he have to change the world if he is still alive?

He will not forget the scene of the fall of all the quasi-immortal emperors, including Huang, Ye, the empress, etc., who all died in battle. There will be no emperor in the world. Can he alone fight against the overwhelming trend?

Even if he becomes an Immortal Emperor, he will be crushed to pieces if he steps over alone.

Who are the dead? They were all the ceiling of each historical period, they were all the protagonists of each great world, they were all the most brilliant figures of their respective eras, but in that final battle, they all died.

Chu Feng leaned against a rock, feeling pain in his heart but unable to do anything.

Those people, that group of figures reflected in the sky, are a great gathering of brilliant heroes in history. They all gathered together, and all the heroes came out. But in the end, they still failed to defeat Weirdness. In the end, the emperor fell and everyone died in battle. The heroic spirit's wish was not fulfilled. Now, the depression has chilled the hot blood and blocked the chest.

"The emperor fell and all the world was injured, and all the saints were buried under the ruins!" Chu Feng staggered, walking alone in the dark night, with no goal and no direction. Only his hoarse words echoed under the night sky.

He couldn't see the way forward, so many people were dead. He once had the ambition to swallow the sky, and he was even more interested in revenge, but in the end he was at a loss. How could he defeat the entire plateau, the four ancestors, the three immortal emperors, There are countless strange creatures, and the fighting power at the top of the pyramid in the land of disaster can continue to be resurrected...

Chu Feng walked for several months, walking through broken mountains and rivers, and walking through dilapidated ruins. He didn't know which big world this was. The red land was thousands of miles away, but there was still no human habitation.

He is sometimes awake, sometimes confused, and decadent, but he is still alive, walking aimlessly, and often going crazy. He has become a veritable Madman Chu. If old friends see him, they will not help but shed tears for him. He used to be Demon Chu Feng, who dares to provoke anyone and is fearless, has gone crazy and is so miserable.

When he woke up, he ran around the ground desperately. When he was tired, he fell directly to the ground, motionless, looking up at the sun, moon and stars, sleepless and silent.

He told himself in his heart that he should clear away the darkness in his soul, stop being decadent, and eventually face the bloody reality. Even if he loses in the future, he should cheer up. The whole world will be buried, and he will be the only one left. If he doesn't take revenge, who else can stand up?

He went crazy, ran, had no sleep, and lay on his back, just to heal the endless wounds in his heart. He wanted to use time to heal the wounds and let the scarred heart heal.

He said to himself, dormant, adjusting, adapting, I will eventually stand up and face the bad land and the terrifying plateau!

Stumbling and stopping, Chu Feng is slowly healing his heartache. There is no one to communicate with, and he cannot see all the worldly things in the past. Only the remaining wild beasts can be seen occasionally.

The days when Chu Feng went crazy became fewer and fewer, but he became more and more silent, walking on this dilapidated land for nearly two years.

Until one day, he discovered human traces, saw the ruins of the village, and the rebuilt city. After all, the human race in this world was not dead.

In addition, he also saw other races one after another. Although the earth was in ruins, many ethnic groups still survived, but there were only very few people.

Chu Feng walked through the habitats of various tribes one after another. Many areas of the world were affected. The red land was thousands of miles away, but some areas retained their original features and the damage was not very serious.

Until one day, Chu Feng was tired and stopped in a small town. He didn't think about anything else and didn't pay attention to anything. He just lay down on the roadside and slept. He told himself that it was time to escape. After a long absence in this Taking a nap in the world of mortals will eventually sweep away the haze and decadence, and dispel the darkness in your heart.

Any image, honor or disgrace, he has long given up on this journey. He can leave whenever he wants, fall down whenever he wants, and doesn't care about the looks of passers-by.

He was now dressed in rags, his gray hair was messy, and his face lacked blood, as if he were a long-ill man lying on the road, dazed.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chu Feng was touched gently. He opened his eyes and looked at the scenery and people around him.

The dilapidated small town, narrow streets, and hurried pedestrians. Two years have passed, and the catastrophe of the past has still not allowed people to fully recover from the fear.

At this time, a child of only four or five years old was beside him. It was this child who gently touched Chu Feng and woke him up.

His little face was dirty, and the clothes on his body were even more tattered than Chu Feng's. He only had a pair of pure eyes, but now he was timid and a little afraid of Chu Feng.

The child's little hands held up half a steamed bun, carefully, like a treasure. He was afraid of losing it, so he held it with both hands and sent it to Chu Feng with some reluctance.

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment before he woke up, but he still hadn't recovered his senses.

The little boy screamed and signaled Chu Feng again to bring the steamed bun over.

He is a little mute and cannot speak. He can only scream and express with actions.

Chu Feng quickly understood what he meant, looked around, and also understood the child's situation. He was a little beggar, a poor little beggar.

Chu Feng sighed. This child had a very kind heart. He was so young, only four or five years old, and still mute, but he actually gave him the food that he rarely begged for.

Soon, the child gestured again, pointing to an old man lying on the corner of the street in the distance, smiling timidly and saying something.

Chu Feng's perception was so powerful that he understood what he meant. It was the boy's grandfather who depended on him for life. He once told the boy that Chu Feng lying on the roadside might be sick, hungry, and unconscious here.

Suddenly, Chu Feng's face quickly froze. The old man had been dead for two hours, and his body was a little cold.

However, this child didn't know it at all.

The child screamed twice, broke off a piece of steamed bun, and gently placed it in Chu Feng's hand. Then he turned around and ran to the corner of the street. With a happy smile on his face, he gently shook the old man and screamed. He held up the steamed bun, wanting to feed it to him.

At this moment, Chu Feng's nose felt sour. This poor little beggar, a sensible child, didn't know that his grandfather was dead.

The child screamed a few times, but did not wake up his grandfather. He gently covered the old man's body with a thin, tattered quilt, and waited for his grandfather to wake up. He looked down at the steamed bun in his hand from time to time. He showed a happy and satisfied smile, but he couldn't bear to eat it.

At this moment, Chu Feng's heart was touched. Such a simple child, such a young child who had even lost the ability to speak, had such a heartless and extremely satisfying pure smile, which made his nose sore.

The simple human love between the child and the old man made the dark area in Chu Feng's heart seem to be suddenly dispelled, and he felt the long-lost warmth surging in his heart.

The four or five-year-old child was very ignorant and did not know or understand many things. He happily held the steamed buns and guarded the old man, not knowing the truth that his grandfather, who depended on each other for life, was dead.

When he saw Chu Feng looking over, he would smile shyly and timidly, and scream twice, as if he was showing off his courage to say hello.

In an instant, Chu Feng's tears rolled down. He thought of his own son Chu An. He did not protect him well, nor did he accompany him to grow up. He was not by his side for even a day. Even when Chu An was a child, he was like a child. Is it so innocent, pitiful and cute?

For a moment, Chu Feng felt a little pain in his heart, and his eyes, which had dried up to the point where they could no longer shed tears, were completely blurred. He tried hard to think about what his parents were like when they were young, what kind of state they were in, toddling, babbling...

Chu Feng trembled and looked up to the sky, not wanting to cry anymore, but he couldn't control his emotions.

He had never seen Chu An when he was a child, so he could only keep thinking about it. A small figure gradually became clear in his mind. Compared with the child in front of him, their eyes were so pure.

Chu Feng had never really seen his own child's state when he was young, so Chu Feng substituted the child, and the two overlapped somewhat.

Chu Feng couldn't help but walked over, knelt down, and gently hugged the child with ragged clothes.

The child was a little scared at first. He screamed twice, smiled to please, and stood in front of his grandfather. However, he found that Chu Feng was crying, and he just hugged him gently on the spot. He did not want to take him away by force. He was relieved now.

After a slight hesitation, the child stretched out his dirty hands and carefully wiped the tears from Chu Feng's face.

"My child!" Chu Feng cried. At this moment, he hugged the little boy and regarded him as his own. He could not help but feel the emotional resonance for a moment, and his emotions burst into tears.

The child was a little scared, and he was mumbling timidly, as if he was comforting Chu Feng in a low voice, but he couldn't speak and could only speak monotonous syllables.

"Good boy, you are so young, are you comforting me? From now on, you are my child!" Chu Feng picked up the child, feeling sour, bitter, painful, and pity in his heart. This child deeply loved him. It touched his heart, and he wanted to raise this child well.

Chu Feng buried the old man without telling the child. In the child's ignorant eyes, he lied to him over and over again, saying that the old man woke up after falling asleep, went on a long journey, and would not come back until a long time later. Next, he would bring He lives together and waits for the old man to come home.

It’s not a complete deception. Chu Feng settled down in this small town and had a home and a small courtyard belonging to him and the child. He didn’t have any high or far-reaching plans for the time being. He just wanted to accompany this child who couldn’t speak. Raise him up.

In his heart, he had too many regrets and missed many responsibilities. He did not accompany his parents and children to grow up and protect him. Chu Feng had an incomparable desire and dream to return to the childhood when Chu An was born and make up for all the shortcomings. .

Now he considers the child his own.

After the initial uneasiness, fear, tears, and missing the old man, the child gradually adapted. As day after day passed, he was no longer timid, had delicious food, and was lovingly protected by someone. , accompanying him, he laughed silly again.

After a while, Chu Feng felt that the cold areas and dark corners in his heart were completely filled with warmth.

He did not regard the child as a substitute, but really liked the child and regarded the child as his own.

After washing the child's face and putting on brand new clothes, Chu Feng's heart trembled. The child's eyes and brows really looked like him.

Is this the compensation and gift given to him by God?

No!

After experiencing too much, even the so-called God was turned into a dead place. How could Chu Feng believe that the so-called God and destiny were just things that the strange ancestor tore apart at will.

Chu Feng used his extraordinary means to help the boy recuperate his body. He was no longer a mute, and slowly recovered and was able to speak.

One year, two years... many years passed, Chu Feng grew up with him, and wanted to see him get married and have children, and have a peaceful and complete life.

As the child grows up, Chu Feng's heart becomes brighter and brighter. After the gloom is gone, he who once was alive is gradually coming back!

"Almost all the world's evolvers and former heroes have been buried. I am the only one left. How can I be allowed to become decadent? In this ruins, even if I am the only one left, I will eventually stand up!"

After more than ten years of ordinary life in the small town, Chu Feng's heart became more and more calm, his eyes became more and more bright, and his state of mind completed a transformation!

"Rise in ruins!" As time goes by, the former child has now reached the age of marrying a wife and having children, and Chu Feng's own beliefs are becoming more and more firm. Neither a ruined heart nor a ruined world can trap him. One day , he will fight his way into that plateau!