Ye Junlang came over, he picked up the communicator and spoke, "Hey, is Modellti?"
"Satan, I finally contacted you...you, are you okay?"
In the communicator, Modellite's urgent and nervous voice came.
Ye Junlang smiled and said, "If I want something to do, can I still talk to you on the phone? Don't worry, I have nothing to do."
"I already know the war in Babya Town. I really didn't expect that a stronghold in the assassination alliance would siege you. When I first learned the news, I was shocked and called you quickly.
It can't be connected no matter how it is." Modelite said in a lingering fear.
Ye Junlang said: "The defensive line of defense of the Devil's Army factory has been built. No matter any force, it is not easy to attack and kill. In short, the forces that assassinated the alliance's stronghold in South America have been in this battle.
Annihilation.”
"The power of the assassination Alliance is powerful. Satan, even if you win this battle, I think the soldiers on your side will suffer heavy casualties, right? What if the assassination Alliance launches another attack? How can you resist?" Modelli asked.
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"Don't worry, the assassination alliance will not launch a second offensive in a short period of time."
"You also said that this is just a short time, what about the future? No, I have to go to Babiya Town, I will set off now. I will arrive within two days."
"You are coming here? Modelite, your identity is extraordinary, and there are dangers here at any time. Why are you coming here?"
"Bring you weapons, and warriors...but the most important thing is that I want to see you! This time, no matter how you say it, you can't change my mind!"
Modelite said unquestionably on the phone.
"Mo——" When Ye Junlang wanted to say something, he was stunned. There was a sound of the phone hanging up from the communicator.
Ye Junlang put down the communicator in his hand, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He thought about it and said that when Modell brought it up, he would come. Anyway, the situation in Babya town is relatively safe at present.
After finishing the call with Modelite, Ye Junlang returned to the table to talk to Xue Tu, Tie Zheng and others continued to drink.
Often after such a battle, we can realize how happy it is to be able to drink with our brothers and comrades around us on weekdays.
Brothers get together, drink happily, drink less.
Because no one could have expected that when we meet again next time, there would be a familiar face missing.
"Don't you go back to your tavern?"
Ye Junlang took a sip of wine and looked at Xue Tu.
For the past four years, Xue Tu has been hiding in New York. In a small tavern in New York, there are not many people who know this tavern. Those who visit this tavern are trustworthy, and there are also many people in the dark world.
Some strong people.
"Since it has come out, I won't go back." Xue Tu spoke, a ray of sperm appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly, "The blood knife has been unsheathed, so there is no reason to go back to the sheath."
A hint of relief and excitement flashed across Ye Junlang's face, and he said, "I knew that you could definitely hold your blood knife again. As long as you still have the desire to fight and the belief of self-improvement, you can definitely regain it again.
Return to the peak, or even surpass the past."
"My knife is much slower, and I'm very uncomfortable with holding the knife in my left hand. If it weren't for this, how could I be so embarrassed by the angels?" Xue Tu spoke, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, saying, "I need it."
Re-familiar with my sword trajectory, or make some changes to my sword trajectory to be suitable for use with the left hand knife. In this way, the blood knife can exert stronger power. As for returning to the peak, it is probably difficult.
In the battle, I left secret injuries in my body, and the hidden dangers of secret injuries always affect my use of the power of the secret realm."
Ye Junlang frowned. When he happened to save Xue Tu four years ago, Xue Tu was dying, but there was really only one breath left.
Such a serious injury, if it were someone else, wouldn't be able to hold on and survive at all.
Maybe it was Xue Tu's strong desire to survive, or he still had an unwilling obsession in his heart. In short, he survived successfully, but it would definitely take a long time to recover from such serious injuries.
Now, four years have passed, and Ye Junlang believes that the injuries left by the battle of Xue Tu should be cured, except that the right arm cannot be recovered.
Now, he still has secret injuries when he heard the meaning of Xue Tu's words?
"This secret injury cannot be healed?" Ye Junlang asked.
Xue Tu shook his head and said, "It's very difficult. At least so far, I can't find a cure. The secret wound is located in my power secret realm. As long as I activate the power of my secret realm, I will feel extremely difficult and slow. This potential
My secret wounds will not be eliminated for a day, and my own strength will be difficult to return to my previous state."
Ye Junlang was silent immediately. He had never seen the Alliance Chief Killing God who assassinated the Alliance, but he also knew that the other party was one of the most powerful giants in the dark world, and his strength was unfathomable.
The God of Killing takes action without any survivors. Xue Tu was able to survive under the God of Killing, but he also suffered extremely serious trauma. This secret injury in the secret realm of his own power is a hidden danger, a hidden danger that limits his own strength.
While meditating, a ray of light flashed in front of Ye Junlang's eyes, and he said, "Blood Tu, don't be discouraged. Maybe there is someone in this world who can heal the hidden wounds in your body."
Xue Tu's face was stunned after hearing this, and then a hint of hope flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking, "Who?"
"This person is in China and is famous as a ghost doctor. He is good at medical science in China. He can be said to be an old senior in the medical science and sage. I think he should have the means to heal the hidden wounds in your body." Ye Junlang spoke,
He was a little excited and continued, "Let me go back to China and go to China with me. I will ask the senior ghost doctor to diagnose you, maybe I can treat you."
Xue Tu nodded and said, "Okay, you can try it then."
"I believe you will be able to return to the top and one day use the blood knife in your hand to cut off the head of the God of Killing!" Ye Junlang said with a smile.
Xue Tu couldn't help but smile, and a sense of pride was released from his body, saying, "I have always listed the God of Killing as my real opponent. If I can return to the top, I will definitely face off with the God of Killing again."
"It must be! If you are missing in the dark world, it will be too boring. I am really happy that you can come out this time." Ye Junlang smiled.
Xue Tu took a sip of wine and said, "Satan, I have something to tell you. The ghost soldiers who have followed me for many years, I want them to be incorporated into your Satan legion."
"Hmm? Why is this?" Ye Junlang was stunned.
Xue Tu said slowly: "This is my well-thought-out decision. When I come out, I will only pursue the ultimate mystery of my own sword. Therefore, I will not continue to lead the ghost army to fight in the dark world. I will be alone.
One person goes to various places to temper his sword intent and understand his sword path. The Ghost Army is a real iron-blooded warrior. They will not insult them by joining your Satan legion. You will lead them to continue fighting, which is actually
Same."
"It means, are you going to leave?" Ye Junlang frowned.
Xue Tu nodded and said, "I will leave in the end. Of course, if there is a war on your side, I will come to fight side by side with you. The God of Killing is too strong. He is already an emperor-level strong man. If I do,
Unable to understand his ultimate sword intent, he is no match for him at all."
"Yes. But before that, follow me to China for help from the senior ghost doctor. See if he can heal the hidden wounds in your body." Ye Junlang said.
"good!"
Xue Tu nodded and gently stroked the blood knife tied to his waist with his left hand. In fact, he was looking forward to the day when he could return to the peak of his strength.