Chapter 293: National Mourning!

Who can forget?
The unparalleled elegance burned itself, cursing the War God with a demonic spell?
Silver hair fluttered, how many shed tears of sorrow?
Who can forget?
The Void Demon King ignited the forbidden zone, slaughtering all the martial gods of the nations, beheading the Martial Emperor?
Those scars all over the body, like tear marks engraved in people's hearts?
Today the heroes returned home.
Banners waving, full of glory.
But the peerless beauty witch is nowhere to be seen, and the demon king has vanished from this world.
Where are they?!
Why haven't the prodigies who gave everything for Huaxia returned?
Despite the lively atmosphere.
Despite the unprecedented grand event.
Huaxia's heroes still cannot smile, there is a haze in their eyes.
People have tears in their eyes and their hearts ache to suffocation.
They know.
Some people will never come back.
They are gone from this world!
"The silver-haired legend, the Demon King without return!"
"Will they never come back?"
“请告诉我们啊！”
人们双目垂泪，哽咽出声。
起初，只有一小撮人在问。
可仅仅片刻，便汇成了大海。
国民们手捧鲜花，大声询问。
They need an answer.
Even if the answer is sad, they should have the right to know.
Xu Gu fell silent.
Taigu Shenma, Tian Ling, Zi Wan, and Yi Xuan fell silent.
Where is the Taixu Demon King?
Is he still alive, or has he already passed away?
People want to know, but they want to know even more.
The convoy moved slowly.
People followed closely behind, forming a crowd.
When Xu Gu and others fell silent, they already knew the answer. Translation:
Peerless elegance.
The Demon King of the Void.
He will not come back.
They buried their most beautiful years in a foreign land!
"Oh Demon King!"
"Oh Witch!"
People shout in sorrow.
In unison.
Shaking the heavens.
When the scene is broadcast live to every corner of China, the entire nation falls into silence.
National mourning!
"Will they really not come back again?"
Yi Xuan looked at the ancient Divine Horse.
The ancient Divine Horse remained silent, its eyes burning red, indicating everything.
The Honey Badger crouched under the hooves of the ancient Divine Horse, while Tianhun leaned against the Honey Badger's side.
The quietness of the armed car is terrifying.
The driver's hands clench tightly, with white fingers.
A few hours later.
The convoy drove out of the city of Sucheng and headed towards the city of Xicheng.
But people are unwilling to leave, instead they jump on cars and drive towards the city of Xicheng.
When the convoy enters the highway.
Cars on the opposite lane all stopped and honked to pay tribute. Translated:
Although they find it difficult to keep up with the footsteps of the heroes due to their everyday life and work, they admire them, are moved by them, and remember them.
The high-speed trains and bullet trains approaching also slow down and honk to pay tribute.
The people on the train have long been in tears.
The heroes of Huaxia have returned.
Have they brought only glory?
No!
They bring national confidence.
They bring the passion of Huaxia!
Today, China is the center of the world!
The convoy drove through the city of Xicheng and countless vehicles followed.
There was no congestion on the highway, but rather an orderly flow.
Due to the large number of vehicles, it was difficult to see the surrounding scenery such as Xu Gu and Tai Gu.
But the people have become the most beautiful scenery!
That is deep love like mountains and seas!
Finally.
The convoy passed through several major cities and entered the southern city.
Countless citizens poured onto the streets, tears welling up.
End of the highway.
Dozens of middle-aged and elderly people are gazing ahead, their eyes moist and bloodshot.
The moonlight has arrived.
Gods and demons from the external bureau, as well as the martial saints, have all come.
They have come to welcome the hero back home! Please let me know if there's anything else I can assist you with.
The convoy gradually came to a stop.
People wanted to rush forward, but they were stopped.
Xu Gu, Tai Gu Shenma, and others jumped off the car and walked towards Yue Ming and the others.
"Have they... not returned?"
In the moonlight, he stared directly into the eyes of the ancient emptiness.
The bustling crowd strangely fell silent.
Although they didn't know who the moonlight was referring to, they could guess.
After deep contemplation, the ancient emptiness choked and said, "I'm sorry, we didn't take good care of them!"
In an instant, tears flowed uncontrollably!
People could no longer control their emotions.
The moonlight stumbled for a few moments, and its face seemed much older.
Its lips quivered, but no sound came out.
"He's not coming back, is he?"
All of a sudden, a graceful figure appeared above the heads of the people.
It was a beautiful woman.
With delicate eyebrows and large eyes, her skin was as fair as snow.
Leng Qiuyue has arrived.
虚古沉痛的摇了摇头。
“他……捐躯了吗？！”
冷秋月满头青丝飞舞，煞气外溢。
@"No."
The Ancient Divine Horse sighed and said, "Although he exhausted his essence and his martial arts are destroyed, he won't live for many more days."
"Where is he?!"
"He left."
Taigu Shama looked around the nationals and shook his head, saying, "He said he wants to measure his life with his own footsteps."
"But I know he just doesn't want the Chinese people to see him in a miserable and old state."
"Wow!"
A girl burst into tears on the spot.
The demon king and the witch are not dead.
But because of the fear of "appearance," he was afraid they would be disappointed, so he left.
But.
How could he know.
He devoted everything to the country, so how could the people feel disappointed or contemptuous?
That is the most beautiful appearance!
That is their idol.
The martial arts star of Huaxia!
"Have some dignity!" exclaimed Cold Autumn Moon in a frustrated and angry tone.
People looked at Cold Autumn Moon in astonishment, their foreheads creased with frustration.
That woman dared to insult their hero?
"Senior sister is missing, senior brother is missing!"
"So, does he think we can't find him?"
"The domestic battle has ended and we will accompany the envoy from Huaxia on their journey."
"The era of territorial cessions and indemnities is long gone. As one of the top ten powerful nations, I want them to pay with blood!"
"So it's you, senior sister?"
People instantly calm down.
Others can't be scolded, but senior brothers and sisters can.
"Use all our strength and find them as soon as possible."
"No need."
Tai Gu Shenma shook his head and said, "If they are still alive, they will definitely return there."
Leng Qiuyue's expression slightly freezes, then she nods her head.
"This matter is resolved, and we should leave now."
Xu Gu looks at the national people and bows politely.
They are not members of the Bureau of Divine and Demonic Affairs, so the ceremony of honor can end here.
"Okay, you guys have worked hard."
To everyone's surprise, it was not Wu Shuang and the others who spoke, but Cold Autumn Moon.
She seemed to be able to represent the official stance of China.
"Goodbye."
The Kirin god and the Suanni god wave their paws at the people.
"Totem gods, are you leaving too?"
the people asked emotionally.
"Yes."
"Then can we take a picture together?"
"Group photo?"
The Qilin God and the Suan Ni God frowned as they still didn't know what a group photo was.
However, people didn't care and as long as it wasn't officially prohibited, they went ahead anyway.
A few brave girls ran up to the Qilin God, leaned against its head, and smiled for a group photo.
So.
The scene erupted in chaos.
Countless people rushed over and surrounded Huaxia Totem, Xugu, and others, crazily taking photos together.
Tengu Shama, Tianling, Honey Badger, and Tianhun were not spared either.
At first.
The ancient god was not quite used to it, but gradually gave up resistance.
It feels pretty good.
Yixuan is depressed that no one is looking for him to take a photo together, it's so frustrating!
Is he a "Yitian" expert or not?