Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 185 Tianxing No! It's a head! The grief-stricken leader of the Li family and the horrified generals.

As he spoke, the leader of the Li clan walked slowly forward with his generals, their steps filled with eagerness and curiosity.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the place ahead which was believed to be the landing place of the "Star", their hearts full of anticipation.

Among the crowd, some reckless generals could no longer contain their excitement and shouted impatiently.

"I've never seen it before! This is a good opportunity to see it for myself."

"If I can forge two Xuanhua axes, that barbarian Lao Qian will never be able to defeat me."

The general, named Zheng Meng, was tall and strong, with a full beard and a voice as loud as a bell.

There was a fiery light in his eyes, as if a child was about to see his favorite toy.

"Hurry, hurry, dig out the star and see what it looks like!"

At the same time, another general also started shouting.

His face was also full of anticipation, and he held his weapon tightly in his hands, as if he was ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.

"Me too, me too!"

Other generals also echoed, and their voices intertwined to form a noisy sound.

At this moment, everyone was nervous and excited, as if they were about to uncover a mysterious treasure.

In just a few moments, the center of the camp was gradually dug up.

The soldiers waved their tools, their clothes soaked with sweat, but they did not slack off at all.

As the excavation went deeper, everyone's heartbeats grew faster and faster, their eyes fixed on the object that was gradually revealed.

However, at this moment, the soldiers who were digging the soil saw what they had dug out and suddenly collapsed to the ground with pale faces.

His eyes were wide open, filled with fear and shock, his lips trembled, but he could not utter a word.

At the same time, screams of horror echoed throughout the tent.

"This...this...this...human head...what kind of evil thing is this?"

The voice was sharp and shrill, echoing in the air, making everyone's heart sink to the bottom in an instant.

"Ah ah ah..."

The soldiers around him also cried out in fear, their faces turned pale as paper, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Some people even dropped their tools and ran away.

Faced with this sudden fear, they lost their minds and only wanted to escape from this terrible place as quickly as possible.

"Oh my god!"

At this moment, Zheng Meng was also frightened by the scene before him.

He stood there stiffly, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the human head, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out.

"That...that is...Cihang Hangmen...Cihang Hangmen's world traveler...Xuanyuan...Xuanyuan Nianyan..."

The trembling sound echoed in the air, like thunder exploding in the ears.

Before everyone's eyes, a head suddenly appeared.

His originally handsome and pretty face now looked hideous.

Every line seems to be telling of the unwillingness and fear during life.

Those empty eyes seemed to still contain a look of despair.

Everyone's breathing froze at this moment, and the air became heavy and oppressive.

Fear spread quickly into everyone's heart like a cold tide.

They stared at the head, unable to believe their eyes.

Xuanyuan Nianyan, the once famous figure in the martial arts world, now appears in front of him in such a tragic way.

Soon after, skulls were found in other excavations.

"Then... Immortal Tianmen... and Immortal Tianyang of the Taoist sect..."

Each name was like a heavy mountain, weighing on everyone's heart. These famous masters who had made countless contributions were now just cold heads.

Their faces looked different, some frightened, some angry, some horrified, and some confused.

But without exception, they all exude the smell of death.

"Song Tianxiang... Liu Gui... and Master Yuanjiang..."

As familiar names were called out one after another, the shock and fear in everyone's hearts grew stronger.

These strong men are all heroes and their strength should not be underestimated.

However, they all died here.

"Uh uh... Second... Second... Second Young Master."

At this point, when the last name was read out, the entire camp fell into dead silence.

At this moment, everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

The second young master... The second young master is left with only his head... This... this... what is going on?

Among them, some of the trusted advisers who had not followed the second son of the Li family to Kyoto were completely dumbfounded.

They never expected that at this last moment, their loyal master would die just like that!
Not far away, the eldest and third sons were shocked and frightened at first, and then joy flashed in their eyes.

Afterwards, fear, regret, rage... and other emotions gradually rose in my heart.

At the same time, the leader of the Li family stood there in a daze, as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body frozen.

His eyes were empty and his face was filled with disbelief and great sorrow.

The surrounding noise seemed to disappear at this moment, the world became silent, and only the heavy breathing echoed in the air.

"Uh... Shimin... he... he... doesn't..."

The voice of the Li clan leader was trembling and full of despair.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a complete sound.

White-haired people give black-haired people a gift!

There is no greater pain in the world than this.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade, and the pain almost made it impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, the leader of the Li family seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and slowly walked forward.

The footsteps were heavy and slow, and every step seemed to use up all the strength in the body.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on his son's head, full of grief and love.

The face that was once handsome and full of vigor has now become so cold and pale.

Looking at the head, the leader of the Li family burst into tears.

Tears flowed from my eyes like a flood, and rolled down my cheeks.

His body trembled slightly and he let out wailing sounds that echoed throughout the tent.

Then, he stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked his son's face, as if he wanted to feel his son's last warmth.

"Shimin, my son...why did you leave like this..."

The voice of the Li clan leader was filled with pain and sorrow, and his heart was filled with regret and self-blame. He hated himself for not protecting his son and allowing him to suffer such a tragic fate.

“Ahhhhh… Ahhhhh…”

The wailing sounds echoed in the tent, as if telling of a father's endless grief and longing.

The surrounding generals and soldiers also lowered their heads silently, like ostriches, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground.

At this sad moment, a heavy atmosphere permeated the tent.

After a dozen breaths, the leader of the Li family held his son's head tightly, as if he was holding the whole world, his heart filled with pain and despair.

"Damn it... Damn it... Really damn it!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Investigate for me... No matter who it is... Even if I exhaust all my strength, I will make him be buried with the people!"

(End of this chapter)