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Chapter 2026 I am trash

 After the Martial Saint and Ghost Girl exchanged their blood, they rested in the Moon Palace, waiting for their men to kill the invading Yu Wenkai and bring back Long Chen's head and holy sword.

But I didn't expect that what was waiting for me in the end was the news of a tragic failure.

Thirty thousand elite soldiers went out, but only 4,000 came back in the end. Three generals of the demon generation went out, but in the end only Demon Spirit came back, and the ghost body was severely damaged.

The ghost girl was furious and asked the devil what was going on.

The demon had no choice but to tell the story truthfully. After hearing this, the ghost girl was angry and helpless.

The key to this battle was that the holy sword fell into Long Chen's hands, and the skills were also learned by Long Chen, which resulted in almost the entire army being annihilated.

If Long Chen didn't have the Holy Sword, even if Yu Wenkai's three thousand demon dragon camp ambushed in Storm Canyon and the two sides fell into a melee, the ghost clan would still have an absolute advantage.

Three thousand soldiers and horses ambush 30,000 ghost soldiers, and there is no advantage at all.

This is also the reason why General Moqi dared to bravely cross the Storm Canyon after sending people to investigate.

But it happened that Long Chen got the Holy Sword and Ghost Shadow Technique, and also chose Storm Canyon as the location for the ambush, creating a perfect ambush.

The ghost fetus was lying on the sled, his body was very weak, and his eyes were always closed. He did not dare to open them for fear of being scolded by the martial saint and the ghost girl.

Wu Sheng walked down and looked at the injured ghost soldier. He stopped next to the sled and looked down at his ineffective son who was more than two hundred years old. His fists clenched in his hands.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Son is seriously injured."

The priest demon intercedes for the ghost fetus.

On the surface, the priest demon is interceding for the ghost fetus, but in fact the demon is reminding the martial saint that the responsibility this time lies with the ghost fetus and has nothing to do with him.

The ghost child kept his eyes closed and said nothing, lying on the sled pretending to be dead.

The ghost girl said helplessly: "Husband, Wang'er is seriously injured."

The ghost girl interceded, and Wu Sheng slowly raised his head, let out a long sigh, turned around and walked up the steps, and said: "Yu Wenkai is too arrogant, and this junior Long Chen is too arrogant. I want to lead the troops to go on an expedition!"

When Wu Sheng walked into the Moon Palace, the ghost girl ordered: "Take Wang'er down to heal his wounds."

The priest demon immediately ordered the ghost fetus to be lifted up and sent to his pharmacy
Heal your injuries, and the remaining remaining soldiers will go back for treatment.

When the ghost soldiers went out to fight, all the ghost tribes in Moon City knew about it.

After the ghost soldiers returned, the news of the ghost clan's defeat spread throughout Moon City, and everyone was horrified.

The news that Long Chen had the ghost clan's holy sword in his hand and could control the wind and snow spread like wildfire, and the ghost soldiers began to feel fear in their hearts.

Wu Sheng returned to the dormitory, walked to a box, and slowly opened the box with both hands. There were two scimitars inside.

The two scimitars are all black, including the handles and scabbards. The two swords are placed together, connected end to end like a ring.

These are the weapons of the Martial Saint, two scimitars.

The ghost girl walked in from the outside and saw Wu Sheng picking up two scimitars and asked: "Are you going to fight right away?"

The two of them still need some time to recover, so it's a bit hasty to go on the expedition now.

Wu Sheng pulled out the leading scimitar, and the blade was also completely black.

The black blade glowed with a dark red blood color, giving people an ominous feeling.

These two scimitars have killed so many people that the color of the blades has changed.

"That junior Long Chen looks very troublesome, maybe even more troublesome than Long Yuan. It's better to kill him sooner rather than later."

In this expedition, the three veteran generals of the ghost tribe led the team and pursued them with overwhelming force. In the end, they returned with a disastrous defeat. More than 20,000 ghost soldiers, elders and generals were killed in the battle.

The person who can pull off such a beautiful ambush battle is definitely not a childish kid.

Wu Sheng was worried that Long Chen would become powerful and wanted to eradicate Long Chen as soon as possible.

The ghost girl also felt a little regretful. If the two of them personally led the chase this time, then the ghost clan's holy sword would have returned, and Long Chen and Yu Wenkai would also be killed.

"Okay, I'll summon all the warriors of the Immortal Clan to go out together."

Wu Sheng summoned his old troops, and the ghost girl also planned to summon all the soldiers and horses of the ghost tribe to join the battle.

Wu Sheng looked at the two scimitars for a long time, then slowly put them down and said: "

I was too impatient and used anger to raise an army, which is a taboo for the army!"

As a general, you should not raise troops to fight because of anger. This is the way to defeat the army.

Wu Sheng gradually calmed down his anger and became rational.

"Send an envoy out of Storm Canyon to find out Long Chen's situation. I will revive the old troops, reorganize the troops, formulate a plan, and then engage in battle."

Wu Sheng put the two scimitars back and slowly closed the box.

The ghost girl agreed with Wu Sheng's approach and said: "When a lion fights a rabbit, we have to do our best. Although Long Chen is a junior, he is stronger than the rabbit. We must be cautious when fighting."

Wu Sheng said: "I'll go out for a while."

The ghost girl knew that Wu Sheng was going to wake up the old tribe sleeping in the ice field, so she immediately sent a decree to the priest and the demon spirit to prepare things.

The maid immediately ran to the priest's room, where the demon was healing the ghost fetus.

The ghost child was lying on the bed, his face looked bad, but in fact the injuries on his body had slowly healed, and he was mainly in a bad mood.

Thirty thousand ghost soldiers chased and killed three thousand Demonic Dragon Camp, and finally returned with a huge defeat. He almost died in Long Chen's hands, and Ghost Fei felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

A few years ago, Gui Fei also played tricks on Long Chen.

Now he was killed by Long Chen and ran away in embarrassment.

It’s really three years in Hedong and three years in Hexi.

The maid came in and said cautiously: "Master Priest, the queen said that the king wants to awaken the old army, please help."

The priest demon knew what the ghost girl meant and ordered the people in the priest's room to get the fish oil.

The man immediately took out a large bottle from the pharmacy and followed the maid out.

Guite lay on the bed and whispered: "Father is very disappointed in us. He is going to summon his old troops."

The priest demon held the medicine jar in his hand and slowly applied the medicine to the wound on his chest.

"I heard the Holy Son say that Long Chen was cunning before, but I still didn't believe it. This time I believe it."

Mo Ling recalled that day in Storm Canyon, if she had not decisively sold Mo Qi, she would have been killed.

The ghost child stared blankly at the roof,
Said: "Priest, do you think I am a waste? I can't even kill a junior."

Long Chen was only in his twenties, and the ghost fetus was already over two hundred years old. As the holy son of the ghost clan, he was played around by Long Chen.

The demon smiled bitterly and said: "If the Holy Son says this, am I no better than a useless person?"

After saying this, the demon felt that something was wrong. He was not as good as trash, and the ghost fetus was trash.

Gui Fei was in a bad mood at this time and didn't think much about it. He didn't find anything wrong with the priest's words.

"I regret very much. Why did I choose Long Chen when we were in Bailang Mountain? Long Ye has five sons, but I chose him. Is this fate?"

During the Battle of White Wolf, Long Ye and his five sons were trapped in despair, Long Chen fell from the cliff, and the other four sons died in the battle.

Guitai had made a choice at that time, which one to keep. He felt that Long Chen had the best qualifications and saved Long Chen from falling off the cliff.

Later, things went wrong. Long Chen entered the palace, became a eunuch, and step by step became the general of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, King Wu.

If he had chosen someone else, Gui Fei would have been able to completely control the situation.

The priest advised: "Holy Son, don't think too much, this is not fate, this is a test."

"Fate is always on the side of our immortal clan. They only have a lifespan of a few decades, so there is no blessing from fate. Long Chen is just a test for the Holy Son."

"The Holy Son will become the king of our immortal clan in the future, and you will live forever, while Long Chen is just a moron and will die in a few decades."

"Holy Son, don't underestimate yourself. You must cheer up, cheer up, and wipe out Long Chen."

The priest's words could not cheer up Gui Fei. He had been ridden on the face and beaten by Long Chen for several years, and he had long been discouraged.

"What the priest said makes sense."

The ghost boy replied casually and closed his eyes to recover from his injuries.

The priest felt very sad when he saw the ghost fetus acting like this. The holy son of the ghost clan had actually lost his fighting spirit.

But it doesn't matter, Wu Sheng and the ghost girl are still there, and when Long Chen dies, the ghost fetus can get back on its feet.


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