Shangguan Lingxiu nodded with a sob, stood up immediately, and said in a deep voice: "The old marshal asked us to go out all of us, just let Yun Yang stay. Let us all go out, hurry up!"

She knew that time was tight, and the old marshal's time might not last long.

He pushed and shoved everyone without saying a word, drove everyone out, drove away, completely isolated the tent from fifty feet away.

The old marshal has reached the final stage of his life. The content of his words to Yun Zun who must keep his identity confidential before his death must be of great importance. No matter who it is, he should not listen, let alone listen!

If possible, Shangguan Lingxiu even wanted to drive everyone down this mountain to make sure he was completely successful!

There was a space distance of fifty feet, and there was still a loud war drums across the street, and there was also a faint sound of fighting on the battlefield. The voice inside was so small that even if the gods wanted to hear it, they would be unable to do anything, right?

Shangguan Lingxiu thought so in her heart, but her sadness was even worse, and tears kept flowing down; for a moment, she felt powerless all over, and there was only a trace of despair left in her heart.

The old Marshal Qiu Jianhan is the pillar of the Yu Tang Empire that rises to the sky!

Now, this Optimus Prime is about to fall down...

What should the current war and the future Yu Tang, and will there be no bright future?!

Yun Yang resisted the severe pain in his chest, struggled to come over and said repeatedly: "Old Marshal, I am here, I am here."

Qiu Jianhan's eyes had begun to dissipate at this moment, but he stared at Yun Yang's face blankly, carefully, earnestly, trying to gather his eyes and see clearly. Finally, a bleak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said softly: "All... go out..."

Yun Yang said: "Everyone is out."

Qiu Jianhan was worried and said, "You... go and see... let them... be farther away..."

Yun Yang's heart suddenly moved, and he had already arrived at the door of the tent with a quick step. He looked out, but saw that everyone had left the tent dozens of feet away from the tent at this moment. He would never hear any movement here.

After confirming, Yun Yang returned to the bed with another step: "The old marshal, they are all very far away..."

"Well..." Qiu Jianhan's eyes suddenly became sharp. He still gasped violently for a moment, suddenly lowered his voice and said softly: "I... this time... it won't work... before leaving... but I still have a wish... not..."

Yun Yang hurriedly said, "Although the old marshal said that Yun Yang would go through fire and fire and cut into pieces, he would fulfill his last wish for the old marshal!"

Qiu Jianhan murmured in a low voice: "No need to do this... I only have one question in my heart... I want to ask clearly... If I don't ask... I understand... I... die with my eyes open."

Yun Yang said: "Old Marshal, I know everything I can say!"

Qiu Jianhan coughed again, almost unable to breathe. Yun Yang's endless magical skills kept running in his body, barely helping him survive this breath, but his expression became even more depressed.

Yun Yang concentrated on listening attentively, and then he could barely hear the old marshal's whispering question: "...Yun Yang... are you...are you...are you..."

His eyes lit up suddenly, he looked at Yun Yang's eyes, and panted and asked, "...Is it... Yun... Zun?"

Is it Yun Zun?

This is Yun Yang’s biggest secret!

Yun Yang never took the initiative to expose the secret to anyone!

But now, looking at the old marshal's eyes, Yun Yang did not hesitate at all, quietly leaned against his ear and whispered: "Old marshal, you guessed it right... I am Yun Zun, the only one remaining among the nine monarchs."

Qiu Jianhan's face suddenly turned red and his eyes brightened. He stared at Yun Yang with joy, and the more he looked, he liked him more and more. He said with relief: "The Nine Lords are not gone after all... I... Finally... I can rest assured... Heaven... Heaven still... still bless me... Yu Tang..."

He groped with one hand and finally touched Yun Yang's hand. He didn't know where the strength came from. He grabbed it tightly and looked at Yun Yang without blinking: "I... I'm not... wrong... but, this secret... you... must... forever... keep it... forever... don't let anyone know... don't..."

"yes!"

Yun Yang's tears flowed down, and he felt a heart as if it was broken into eight petals, so painful that he could hardly breathe!

Again, again, facing the long-lasting death of loving elders, isn’t my destiny the only one?!

"This...secretly keep...Yu Tang...can be saved...if not...then..."

"I know, I will never let anyone know my identity!" Yun Yang promised with force.

Qiu Jianhan's breathing became weak little by little, but a satisfied smile flowed on his face. His hands still held Yun Yang's hand tightly, and his eyes were still full of love. He focused on Yun Yang and said softly: "Good kid...good kid..."

Yun Yang finally couldn't help it, and suddenly burst into tears.

At this moment, this master Yun Zun, who was so powerful that he cried like a child: "Old Marshal... don't die... I... I have lost too much... you can't die anymore..."

"I can't stand it...I can't hold on..."

Yun Yang cried so hard that he had no image at all.

Qiu Jianhan looked at his warm eyes lovingly and said softly: "Silly child... how can a person not die..."

His eyes gradually became distant, and he murmured: "To put it... my life... is actually enough... just... my death... the safety of the country... the old wife at home..."

His eyes were filled with an unconcealed afterglow of attachment, and he murmured: "I can't let go... I can't let go... But... the motherland in troubled times... we... why don't we cherish this body..."

Yun Yang was lost in the heart when he heard the old marshal muttering to himself, tears flowing like a spring, and sadness was so sad that he could not help himself.

Suddenly, a sudden sound of horse hooves came from far outside the tent, and a voice roared anxiously: "Master... Emergency Military Information..."

Fu Baoguo's voice rang out in a rage: "Stop! Why are you yelling? I'm not dead yet, so why don't you come down for me!"

Obviously, Fu Baoguo was afraid that this sudden sound would disturb the old marshal's death statement.

But the sound of horse hooves suddenly reminded Yun Yang of something, and the sad voice that had never stopped before suddenly stopped!

He raised his head suddenly and muttered to himself.

"Ma...Military Information?...Honghong?..."

The old marshal's consciousness was once again blurred, and he subconsciously responded: "...what..."

Yun Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly jumped up ecstaticly: "Old Marshal, you have saved it! You have definitely saved it! I have thought of a way! Why am I so stupid? The life-saving medicine is on me, and I can't remember it!"

Tears of ecstasy shed for a moment.

But Qiu Jianhan's mind became more and more blurred, and he murmured: "Your Majesty... Lao Qiu... is gone..."

At this moment, the old marshal fell into a coma, obviously reaching his limit. Perhaps the next moment, the soul will go to the nine springs and the heroic spirit will return to heaven!

Yun Yang's thoughts suddenly turned, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all. He jumped up and stretched out his hand. A small knife with a flashing cold light suddenly appeared in his hand. He pulled off the sleeve of the robe and placed his wrist in front of Qiu Jianhan's mouth. With a stroke of the knife, blood immediately flowed out of his wrist.

Yun Yang's empty other hand immediately spread the old marshal's mouth and dripped the blood in drop by drop.

His own blood has a magical spiritual effect, which has been reflected in Honghong. However, the old marshal was severely injured and may not be able to withstand huge medicinal power. He can only move forward step by step with the momentum of blood, so that he can revive him and turn danger into safety!

The high-level cultivator has a very strong self-healing function. Yun Yang only shed blood for a while, and the wound gradually condensed; Yun Yang waved his knife again and cut it again, causing the wound to bloom again. After this, three large bowls of blood were put on one after another, and Yun Yang stopped!

With so much blood, it should be possible for the old marshal to have the ability to turn the world back?!

Yun Yang felt amiable in his heart, and the breath that had been forcibly lifted up, but he felt dizzy and his internal organs were as if they were about to explode. He could no longer hold on. After staggering, he fell down with a puff.

The next moment, I felt endless fatigue and endless darkness suddenly surged up, and I didn’t know the human and the affairs...
Chapter completed!