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Chapter 463 Loneliness

In this way, two years passed in a flash.

This year is Wu Chong's fifth year joining the bandit suppression team.

In five years, the generals above him have changed twice. His brothers and his brothers in the past have also changed several times. Except for the "problematic Lao Zhang", everyone else is dead. Lucky Luo Xiaolu is here.

He survived, but he also lost an arm and became disabled.

In the end, he was unable to save enough money to redeem the courtesan, and could only watch helplessly as the 'goddess' he dreamed of was bought home by a fat man and became his concubine.

That night Luo Xiaolu cried like a child.

Wu Chong didn't care about these trivial matters. They were all sufferings in the world. For Luo Xiaolu, it might be a good thing to recognize the reality early.

Because oiran is not suitable for him.

He can't afford it.

Wu Chong, an old man of five years, had a hard time with the anti-bandit team, and was even more marginalized. If he didn't deliberately manage the relationship, he would be like this for the rest of his life.

He is still the captain, but due to the deliberate efforts of some people, he has been forgotten. Few new people know him anymore, and those assigned to him are all dull people waiting to die. The National Preceptor and the Demon Exterminator Division

He didn't know what the outcome of the struggle would be. He only knew that no one would come to trouble him. It was as if he, the monster, had been forgotten.

This winter, Wu Chong received another mission.

"The Thirteen Bandit Suppression Team has a mission."

"Bring it here."

The handover is very simple. The person above brings the task, Wu Chong takes it, and then leaves the team.

It's been done this way before, but this time it's a little different.

This attack on Heiyun Village has become a trend. More than 8,000 rebels have gathered, known as the Heiyun Army, and the leader of the village has even proclaimed himself the 'Heiyun King'.

The country has reached this point and is on the verge of collapse.

The war is getting more and more urgent, and the anti-bandit team can no longer keep up. Until now, except for some areas around the important town of Blackwater, there is no strength to conquer other places. Personnel is holding back, and supplies are often in short supply. The anti-bandit team

The atmosphere inside has also changed a lot.

Wu Chong glanced at the members of the Numb Bandit Suppression Team who were following him, and no one raised any objections.

It's like they've had enough.

"No one said no?"

Before going out, Wu Chong asked specifically.

The team was silent. Looking around, they were all people who had no hope.

Wu Chong turned around and led this group of people on the road to death silently. These people may just want an excuse. If they sacrifice, their families can get some rice cakes. This is what the supplies officer agreed before departure.

A bloody battle failed without any accident. Wu Chong just killed two people, but all the members he brought were killed by arrows, and he didn't even rush through the door.

After the rain of arrows, no one came out to collect the corpses from the village.

Wu Chong glanced at the towering Heiyun Village, turned around and left.

He just made a living and never thought about working for his life. The emperor of this country was not a wise king, let alone worthy of his efforts. After leaving the important town, Wu Chong found a dilapidated temple and lit a fire to rest.

"team leader."

Lao Zhang walked to Wu Chong and sat down, throwing a taro into the fire and burning it.

This time the bandits were suppressed, only two of them survived.

Thirty versus eight thousand.

The people above had no intention of keeping them alive, they were just consumables that were as cheap as grass. When supplies were in short supply, the people above were not even willing to feed them.

Wu Chong glanced at Lao Zhang, who was sitting opposite him.

Like him, his clothes were torn by arrows. The difference was that his clothes were covered with fish scales, while Lao Zhang's clothes were covered with blue-black skin. This guy was indeed not a human being anymore. Looking at his aura, he guessed he was a zombie.

Liu, I wonder if the canteen master who was arrested by the Demon Slayer Division two years ago has something to do with him.

Wu Chong might have asked before, but now, he is too lazy to care.

After this operation, he has no plans to return to the bandit suppression team.

In the past, he was planning to take the official road to slowly integrate, but now it seems that this road is not very realistic. There is no place for him in the decadent imperial court, and there is no chance to even send money. Besides, he doesn't have any money, God.

Not to mention Caidibao, he ate everything he could eat.

"Just stay alive."

Wu Chong reached into the fire and took out the taro he had roasted.

Everyone is not human, so there is no need to be secretive. When Lao Zhang saw it, his eyes only flickered slightly.

"Am I still alive?"

"Being able to eat and drink is nothing but alive." Wu Chong took a bite of taro.

The taste is not meaty.

After living in human society for so long, he almost forgot that he was a big herring and could also eat vegetarian food.

Lao Zhang was silent.

He didn't know what state he was in now.

"It's a pity, little donkey. This kid broke an arm. Now he's in troubled times. I don't know if he can survive."

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. You are not a Buddha, so you cannot save everyone."

Wu Chong stood up and patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder, and walked towards the distance without looking back. When he was not ready to go back, the Thirteenth Bandit Suppression Team would cease to exist.

"Let's go, Team Thirteen will no longer exist."

This is just a temporary place to stay, so there is nothing to be reluctant to leave.

At night, the rain became heavier.

Lao Zhang, who had finished eating the taro, also left, in the opposite direction to Wu Chong.

One night passed, the news of the demise of the Thirteenth Bandit Suppression Team was transmitted back to the bandit suppression team, just like pebbles thrown into the rushing river, not even a sound was heard, but occasionally some people who knew about it would say, "I didn't expect it."

Even the five-year old man couldn't bear it'.

After leaving the bandit suppression team, Wu Chong returned to Barbarian Beast Mountain again.

After he left, the place was occupied by a long worm. When he came back, the long worm showed his teeth and threatened him. However, after Master Wu blasted him with a hammer, this guy suddenly became honest.

"Very little has changed."

Five years is not a short time for human society.

But for Barbarian Beast Mountain, there was almost no change. Their structure was completely different from human society. Except for a different group of 'residents', everything else remained the same. Wu Chong also went to the small lake where he was born.

This is a small lake in the mountains, not connected to the outside water system, and it is as peaceful as a paradise.

"Brother Hebang still hasn't come back."

Master Wu was a little disappointed.

At the beginning, he specifically let Brother Hebang go, just to let him find some old local friends to come back for a meal. However, he didn't see them come back after being out for so long. He didn't know if he got lost.

After walking around for a while, Wu Chong came to the big white python's lair again.

Seeing him come in, the big white python immediately coiled up with a cautious look on his face, and even hid his eggs.

"Let me ask you something, are there any other monsters in this place? I heard that there is a grizzly bear king in the mountains. Do you know where he lives..."

The number one monster in Savage Mountain is the Grizzly King.

Seven hundred years of cultivation!

Wu Chong had heard of this a long time ago, and the mountain demon had also mentioned it before. At that time, Wu Chong was cautious and did not take risks there. Now that he has returned from living in human society for five years, his cultivation level has reached the ninth level.

At the level of ten years. Nearly a hundred years of cultivation gave him the confidence to talk to the Grizzly King.

The python looked confused.

This guy is not very intelligent and cannot understand complex words at all.


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