Sun Lang said lightly: „What remembered to come?” 孙朗淡淡道:“想起什么来了？” Old Man white makes an effort to raise the head, is looking at Sun Lang, said strenuously: „Sword...... the sword eats the person!” 白老头用力地抬起头来,望着孙朗,吃力道:“剑……剑吃人！” Sun Lang said startled: „What?” 孙朗愕然道:“什么？” Under white feather majestic new low, looks at the graph that Sun Lang drew, shivers, shows the look of fear, the stutter said: „Sword...... the sword eats the person! Is the scoundrel! Cannot want! Cannot give you!” 白羽威重新低下头,又看了一眼孙朗画出的图形,打了个寒噤,露出了害怕的神色,结结巴巴道:“剑……剑吃人！是坏东西！不能要！不能给你！” Sun Lang frowns, asks: „Eats the person? How does eat the person law?” 孙朗皱起了眉头,问道:“吃人？怎么个吃人法？” The Old Man white look becomes demented, his god god talked on endlessly: „How ate the person...... to eat the person also to eat...... eats, eats many people...... to swallow your soul, bit your mortal form, arrested you in the sword......” 白老头的神色又变得癫狂起来,他神神叨叨道:“吃人……吃人还能怎么吃……就是那么吃,吃了很多人……吞了你的魂,噬了你的魄,把你拘在剑里……” He finishes barely the words, the Sun Lang complexion big change, holds Shiraba Wei's head suddenly, bang, pulled out from the place him forcefully, he looks at Shiraba prestige, in the eye the ominous light is revealing completely: „What did you say?” 他话音未落,孙朗面色大变,猛然抓住白羽威的脑袋,轰隆一声,将他硬生生从地里拔了出来,他望着白羽威,眼中凶光毕露:“你说什么？” The white feather prestige he, was showing the strange smile suddenly: „Eats the person...... you should know...... you same...... you also to be eaten with me probably probably......” 白羽威望着他,突然露出了诡异的笑容:“就是这么吃人啊……你应该知道的吧……你好像跟我一样……你好像也被吃过……” The Sun Lang look becomes the sinister and vicious to get up instantaneously. 孙朗的眼神瞬间变得阴鸷起来。 The bewildered small seductress/evil spirit has shivered suddenly, frightens again and again retrocedes, the idea sword in hand bloomed the purple ray, monster strength metastable that welled up her mind, but thanks Wei the complexion still became pale, she looked at Sun Lang frightened, corner/horn tiger that keen spiritual strength felt unable with kill intent that the language described in an instant blazingly. 一直莫名其妙的小妖精突然打了个寒噤,吓得连连后退,手中的计都剑绽放出了紫色的光芒,涌上来的妖力暂时安定了她的心神,但谢唯的脸色依然变得苍白起来,她恐惧地看了一眼孙朗,角虎那敏锐的精神力量刹那间感受到了无法用语言来形容的炽烈杀意。 Such rich was full of bloody aura killing intent...... she to never have such thoughts, this degree of killing intent will exist in this world unexpectedly. 那样浓郁的充满了血腥气息的杀意……她连想都不敢想,这种程度的杀意居然会存在于这个世上。 Idea monster brilliant hold, the sword spirit words through resonating of monster strength, appear in the air, she breaks shouts: „Sun Lang!” 计都妖光大盛,剑灵的话语通过妖力的共振,出现在空气之中,她断喝道:“孙朗！” This shouted, was full of the rushing monster strength of idea that being a worthy opponent seven luminaries Saint sword, utilized in the sound wave, has the spiritual strength of seizing the person heart and soul, although regarding Sun Lang, this degree of impact was not anything, but has aroused his attention sufficiently, awakened his rationality. 这一声断喝,充满了计都那匹敌七曜圣剑的澎湃妖力,运用于声波之中,已经有了夺人心魄的精神力量,虽然对于孙朗来说,这种程度的冲击不算什么,但已经足以唤起他的注意力,惊醒他的理性。 His look clear, worked loose from the past recollection forcefully, but is looking in Shiraba Wei's look, still filled ice-cold with ridiculing: „You said that you had also been eaten? It seems like your big hero, there is a similar fate.” 他眼神一清,从过去的回忆中硬生生地挣脱了出来,但望着白羽威的眼神中,依然充满了冰冷与嘲笑:“你说你也被吃过？看来你这大功臣,也有同样的下场啊。” But what the prostitute personality or Sun Lang have not thought that shouting that just that contains the monster strength, no doubt awakened the Sun Lang of immersion in nightmare, aroused Shiraba prestige to remember the focus of deep place to this name. 但无论是婊人格还是孙朗都没有想到的是,刚刚的那声蕴含着妖力的呼喊,固然惊醒了沉浸于噩梦之中的孙朗,也唤起了白羽威记忆深处对这个名字的执着。 Shiraba Wei's look presented the instantaneous confusedness, immediately muttered: „Sun Lang......” 白羽威的眼神出现了瞬间的迷茫,随即喃喃自语道:“孙朗……” He is looking at the present person, the look is getting more and more vacant, whispers: „I...... I remember probably this name...... I also remember your face...... I remember you said to me......” 他望着眼前的人,神色越来越茫然,低语道:“我……我好像记得这个名字……我也记得你的脸……我记得你对我说……” The Sun Lang look ancient well without ripples, calmly is looking at present the intelligent chaotic old man. 孙朗的眼神古井无波,静静地望着眼前神智混乱的老者。 Shiraba prestige flung the head, said in a low voice: „You told me, you called Sun Lang, you did not have the expression, you like dying, you were saying to me, you called Sun Lang......” 白羽威甩了甩脑袋,低声道:“你告诉我,你叫孙朗,你没有表情,你就像死了一样,你对着我说,你叫孙朗……” The body of senior general is shivering, his look covers entirely the blood threads slowly, his as if soul is trembling, both hands cannot help but tremble, he broke away the immobilization of Sun Lang, retrocedes two steps, holds the head with the hand, shivering, under the blocking of uncombed hair, is staring the terrifying eyes to look at Sun Lang, hiss sound said: „I still remember, you are counting, you do not have the expression, you like dying, is counting......” 老将军的身体在颤抖,他的眼神慢慢布满血丝,他仿佛灵魂都在战栗,双手不由自主地发抖,他挣开了孙朗的钳制,后退两步,用手捧着脑袋,颤抖着,在乱发的遮挡下,瞪着恐怖的双眼望着孙朗,嘶声道:“我还记得,你在数数,你没有表情,你就像死了一样,然后就在数数……” „You count, 161,000 do 956, 161,000 does 957, 161,000 does 958......” “你数,十六万一干九百五十六,十六万一干九百五十七,十六万一干九百五十八……” „I make you stop, why you do not stop, I kowtow to you, why you in the number, I are still calling your name, you why not then......” “我让你停下,你为什么不停下,我向你磕头,你为什么还在数,我喊着你的名字,你为什么不回头……” The Shiraba prestige ten fingers like the hook, made an effort to fasten tightly the own head, the tears of big drop big drop fell from his eye unknowingly, his tone slowly became demented: „When matter this is, why I can think why I will think why sorrowful inexplicable...... you are counting...... these numbers are what meaning, you are counting anything...... you to count anything!” 白羽威十指如钩,用力地扣紧了自己的脑袋,大滴大滴的眼泪不知不觉地从他的眼中滑落,他的语气慢慢变得癫狂起来:“这是什么时候的事情,为什么我会想起来,我为什么会觉得悲痛莫名……你为什么在数数……这些数字是什么意思,你在数什么……你到底在数什么！” The last few words, he roars to shout, Shiraba prestige must go crazy to raise, both eyes are completely red, is ordinary just like the evil spirit, throws toward Sun Lang. 最后一句话,他是吼着喊出来的,白羽威须发狂扬,双目尽赤,宛如厉鬼一般,向着孙朗扑去。 Blazing the white brilliance, raises from his within the body crazily, the point is imposing, the invisible sword light turns toward Sun Lang to shoot to go, the sound of sword cry resounds through the sky! 炽白的光辉,从他的体内狂扬而出,锋芒凛然,无形的剑光向着孙朗怒射而去,剑鸣之音响彻天空！ 11 are the strength of gold/metal Yaosheng sword, does not appear in the passive defense unexpectedly, but in these erupted time on own initiative! 一一属于金曜圣剑的力量,竟然不是在被动的防御中出现,而是在这一次主动地爆发了出来！ „Quick retreat!” The idea shouts in the spiritual link greatly, „Shiraba prestige went crazy!” “快后退！”计都在精神链接中大喊道,“白羽威又发疯了！” The monster strength circulation, thanks Wei draws back accordingly, she draws back by far under the protection of idea monster strength, in the eye full is the color of shock, she does not know that Shiraba prestige is saying anything, she is only an outsider, only by the language that two people some disintegrates fragmentarily, cannot put together that to vibrate the world by far sufficiently the truth, but she from white feather Wei's words, feels the sadness and despair that remembered with eternal gratitude. 妖力流转,谢唯应声而退,她在计都妖力的保护下远远退开,眼中满是震惊之色,她不知道白羽威在说什么,她只是个局外人,只凭借两人一些零星散碎的语言,远远拼不出那个足以震动天下的真相,但她还是从白羽威的话语之中,感受到了那刻骨铭心的悲伤与绝望。 She remembered legend and story that has about gold/metal luminary Sword Saint Shiraba prestige, the statesman who has served under three consecutive emperors, the star of the world, the Tianyuan big hero, he is world rare grandmaster Sword Saint, is the Wu Temple star of going down in history, is actually what attack, can make this world-wide difficult homing person outstandingly acts like a madman and abandon...... 她想起了有关于金曜剑圣白羽威的传奇与故事,三朝元老,世之名将,天元大英雄,他是天下少有的宗师剑圣,也是名垂青史的武庙名将,究竟是什么样的打击,才能让这举世难寻的人杰变得疯疯癫癫、背弃过去…… The look of small seductress/evil spirit went to unemotional Sun Lang, without doubt, Shiraba prestige falls to today's this situation, cannot be inseparable from Sun Lang absolutely, therefore, he made anything...... 小妖精的眼神投向了面无表情的孙朗,无疑,白羽威落到今天这个地步,绝对与孙朗脱不了干系,所以,他到底做了什么…… The monster sword in hand humming sound the shake, idea sound passed on, the sword shouts spirit greatly: „Sun Lang, must lend a hand!” 手中的妖剑嗡嗡震荡,计都的声音传了出来,剑灵大喊道:“孙朗,要搭把手吗！” In blazing such as the strong winds of sword, Sun Lang that calm transmits to the almost faint sound steadily: „Does not use, the sword air/Qi attack, is he brings about own destruction.” 在炽烈如刀剑的狂风中,孙朗那冷静到几乎淡漠的声音稳稳地传来:“不用,剑气对攻,是他自寻死路。” The sword spirit first stares, then suddenly, yes......, if Shiraba prestige depends invulnerability near body to hit, Sun Lang cannot do to him, but if with the sword air/Qi to the bang, is clear at a glance finally. 剑灵先是一愣,然后恍然,是啊……若是白羽威仗着刀枪不入近身蛮打,孙朗奈何不了他,可若是用剑气对轰,结果就一目了然。 That blazing white sword light, had been stopped by the strength of being in sharp opposition. A strength of strength of share of being a worthy opponent gold/metal luminary blocked the sharp sword air/Qi sufficiently, these two terrifying energies are in sharp opposition, is unexpectedly silent, has not initiated any turbulence and complementary waves, Sun Lang and Shiraba prestige four items of looking at each other, two oppose. 那炽烈的白色的剑光,早已被针锋相对的力量所阻拦。一股足以匹敌金曜之力的力量挡住了锋锐的剑气,这两道恐怖的能量针锋相对,竟然无声无息,没有引发任何动荡与余波,孙朗与白羽威四目对视,两相对立。 Gold/Metal luminary Sword Saint body, leaps the white brilliance that makes a great show of one's talents, this ray is comprised of innumerable cluster Jianguang, each sword is only the battlefield courage vigor of exerting fiercely broken kills, is the source strength of gold/metal Yaosheng sword, the innumerable say/way gold/metal luminary sword air/Qi gathers in together, is similar to does ten thousand invisible sword concentrated fire, lets keep off in the present all sufficiently vanished in a puff of smoke. 金曜剑圣的身上,腾起锋芒毕露的白色光辉,这光芒是由无数丛剑光组成,每一支剑光都是奋烈破杀的沙场血气,是金曜圣剑的本源力量,无数道金曜剑气汇聚在一起,就如同干万把无形之剑攒射,足以让挡在眼前的一切都灰飞烟灭。 However these invisible swords stop in Sun Lang front three chi (0.33 m) places, is similar to pounds the snow ablation not to have the trace, but the Sun Lang surroundings are uneventful, do not have the magnificent sword light, does not have the overbearing imposing manner, anything does not have, as if his body all strengths are used in advancing on that stops gold/metal Yaojian air/Qi, no is used to create any magnificent acousto-optic effect ample. 但是这些无形之剑停在孙朗面前三尺的地方,就如同舂雪般消融无踪,而孙朗的周围却风平浪静,没有华丽的剑光,没有霸道的气势,什么都没有,仿佛他身上所有的力量都用于阻拦金曜剑气的进击,没有一丝的余裕用来创造什么华丽的声光效果。 Is...... he has calculated the energy and might that these gold/metal Yaojian were mad accurate, then only counter-balances and defends with the just right strength, does not have to be many a point, had not been short of one. 或者是……他已经精准地计算出了那些金曜剑气的能量与威力,然后只用恰到好处的力量来抵消和防御,没有多出一分,也没有少了一毫。 Has not happened like what matter. 就像什么事情都没有发生过一样。 Even if Shiraba prestige body sword glow is even more blazing, the white gold/metal luminary sword air/Qi rushes again blazingly, he cannot go forward again one step. 只是,哪怕白羽威身上的剑芒越发炽烈,白色的金曜剑气再澎湃炽烈,他也没能再前进一步。 Sun Lang is looking at Shiraba prestige of not far away, the old person of this crazy still has not restored to remember, in the eye is the hatred of instinct, relies on the hatred of surviving to actuate the own behavior. 孙朗望着不远处的白羽威,这个疯癫的老人依然没有恢复记忆,眼中全都是本能的仇恨,凭借着残存的恨意来驱动着自己的行为。 But he feels faintly, was quick, this stupid old man is restoring his memory unceasingly, ascends that pitiful desperate recollection unceasingly, savored then sentiment, the named Shiraba Wei's loyal minister, his War of Heavenly Origin had not finished...... him in the two years, bright p feared the intelligence to be chaotic, bright p feared the soul crazy, has waited to wield to strike finally. 但他隐隐感觉到,快了,这个愚蠢的老头正在不断恢复他的记忆,不断拾回那悲惨绝望的回忆,重新品味当时的感情,名为白羽威的忠臣,他的天元战争还没有结束……他这两年,明p怕神智混乱,明p怕灵魂疯癫,也一直等待着挥出最后一击。 Sun Lang smiled suddenly. 孙朗突然笑了起来。 He was raising up three fingers to not far away Shiraba prestige: „Three things.” 他对着不远处的白羽威竖起了三根手指:“三件事情。” He said: „ You asked that I am counting anything, I am counting me to kill many people, a way to 162,000 did 378, this number, I remember for a lifetime. 他说道:“你问我在数什么,我在数我杀了多少人,一路数到了十六万两干三百七十八,这个数字,我一辈子都记得。,, 11 bent the ring finger. 一一屈起了无名指。 Shiraba prestige first is vacant, then, look jing is even more ferocious. 白羽威先是茫然,然后,眼神越发浄狞凶狠。 Sun Lang tranquil say/way: „The second matter, I discovered that I have not counted to end, just like your War of Heavenly Origin had not finished, I have 162,000 th to do 379 integers not to count to end. I just promised your son to consider to give your way out, but in just, you thought of the past, I also thought of the past, perhaps you do not know, initially you had not died, is I puts your life intentionally, to let you receives this to suffer forever......” 孙朗平静道:“第二件事情,我发现我还没有数完,正如你的天元战争还没有结束,我还有第十六万二干三百七十九个数没有数完。我刚刚答应过你的儿子考虑放你一条生路,但在刚刚,你想到了从前,我也想到了从前,恐怕你不会知道,当初你没死,是我故意放你一条命,是为了让你永远受这折磨……” In Shiraba Wei's mouth has the sound, he cannot understand, but he has the soul, but that memory remembers with eternal gratitude, even by the seal in the innermost soul, were still being suffered his soul. 白羽威的口中嗬嗬有声,他还是听不懂,但他有灵魂,但那记忆刻骨铭心,即使是被封印在灵魂深处,也依然折磨着他的魂魄。 Sun Lang sighed: „Perhaps should finish...... me seeing the new light, you should also close the eye, Uncle Bai, this War of Heavenly Origin, must finish eventually, I will find the way to restore your memory, then completes the fight that in the past had not completed, is open and aboveboard, delivers you to start off.” 孙朗叹息道:“也许该结束了……我看到了新的光,你也应该闭上眼睛了,白伯伯,这天元战争,终究是要结束的,我会想办法恢复你的记忆,然后完成当年所没有完成的战斗,然后堂堂正正,送你上路。” What a pity, in the memory that the gentle genial old person, could not once have understood him saying that anything...... had not related, he will understand sooner or later. 可惜,记忆中那个曾经慈祥和善的老人,已经听不懂他在说什么了……没关系,他早晚会懂的。 The Sun Lang look slowly becomes gentle: „ That, last matter. 孙朗神色慢慢变得柔和起来:“那么,最后一件事情。,,- Bent the index finger. 屈起了食指。 The remaining middle fingers, so stand upright stubbornly, spiritedly and unyieldingly in the strong winds, aims at the sky, aims at Shiraba prestige. 剩下的中指,如此倔强、昂扬、不屈地挺立在狂风之中,指向天空,对准白羽威。 Two seven luminaries Sword Saint, two Tianyuan generals. 两位七曜剑圣,两位天元将帅。 Shiraba prestige beard and hair all opens, innumerable gold/metal Yaojian air/Qi concentrates is a white light beam, is attacking the defense of Sun Lang continuously. 白羽威须发皆张,无数金曜剑气凝为一道白色的光柱,源源不绝地冲击着孙朗的防御。 But Sun Lang deep pool pure Yue Zhi, the left hand back after behind, the right hand raises up the middle finger to hold up high, the look is calm, the gold/metal luminary Sword Saint light wave dies out in his body first three chi (0.33 m) invisible. 而孙朗渊淳岳峙,左手背在身后,右手竖起中指高高举起,神色从容淡然,金曜剑圣的光波在他身前三尺就寂灭无形。 His expression in an instant becomes vivid, revealed unprecedented grinning fiendishly, deeply inspires: „Last matter, Old Man white!” 他的表情刹那间变得生动起来,露出了前所未有的狞笑,深吸了一口气:“最后一件事情,白老头啊！” His sound, resounds through clearly resonantly in in the air. 他的声音,清晰嘹亮地响彻在空中。 „Akira Toriyama has not told you......” Sun Lang to roar, „never with person surnamed Sun to wave!” “难道鸟山明没有告诉过你……”孙朗咆哮道,“永远不要跟姓孙的人对波吗！”