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Chapter 68 Eight gates are broken, fighting for the lights of thousands of families

"You are the follower around Li Ling back then, right?"

After hearing Chu Zhaoyuan's words, the old man slowly turned his head over and looked at Chu Zhaoyuan with a pair of somewhat cloudy eyes without any emotion.

This Zhu Huai is at least nine feet long, has gray hair, and a snow-white beard on his chin that reaches to his chest, like a pen tip that has not yet been dipped in ink.

Although his face is thin and his body is loose, his frame alone still gives people a breathtaking power.

"I didn't expect that General Zhu would still remember me."

Chu Zhaoyuan looked honored when he heard this.

In fact, except for meeting once in prison when they were young, Chu Zhaoyuan and the old man had never met again.

This is the second meeting between the two.

"Of course I remember."

"You clamored to ask your father and Li Ling to let me go and ask me to be your general of Chu. Later, they often sent people to bring me food and wine for sixty years. He is an interesting little guy."

The old man was talking to himself while looking Chu Zhaoyuan up and down.

"I didn't expect that the young master back then would be older than the last time Li Ling saw me."

Zhu Huai was very emotional.

King Zhao grinned when he heard this.

At this moment, his smile does not look like that of a father or a monarch, but more like that of an energetic young man.

"Not too old either."

After seeing this smile, Zhu Huai nodded indifferently.

"boom!"

At this moment, the blood demon ancestors, the first Zhenwu and Zhenye, all launched their killing moves towards Zhu Huai, who had his back turned to them.

The turbulent aura fluctuations in an instant seemed to tear the whole world apart.

However, King Zhao, Chu Die, and Master Chongyang, who were blocked by Zhu Huai, were not affected at all. They only felt that this area was like a peaceful harbor in the storm.

Zhu Huai never looked back from the beginning to the end.

Just when the blow was about to hit, his arms suddenly stretched back as if he was moving his muscles.

"boom!……"

What everyone didn't expect was that after a simple chest expansion action, Zhu Huai's originally dry skin suddenly expanded in an instant. On his back, which was as broad as a bear demon, a picture outlined by muscle lines suddenly appeared.

Yes, it looks like a demonic face.

At the same time, a wave of breath caused by the power of pure energy and blood suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

At this time, the three-headed monsters jointly struck Zhu Huai in the back with a single blow.

But the result was that it only shattered Zhu Huai's prison uniform, completely revealing the grimace-like muscle lines on his back. Other than that, it didn't even damage his flesh.

On the contrary, the three-headed monsters flew backward several feet due to the huge force of the shock.

Seeing this scene, Monk Chongyang of Prajna Temple froze with his face as if turned to stone.

"What an amazing physique is this?"

After a while, he murmured.

As a warrior monk, he also pays attention to physical training, and he knows very well how much effort it takes to build the physical body of Old General Zhu Huai, and what kind of inhuman training he has to withstand.

After seeing this, Princess Chu Die, who was being supported by King Zhao, finally understood why her father wanted to gamble with her own life and the fate of the country on the person in front of her.

However, after Zhu Huai blocked the blow, his expression remained as calm as before, as if he had just swatted away a fly.

He still did not turn around to look at the Blood Demon Ancestor and the two leaders of the Fire Cloud Temple. Instead, while relaxing his muscles and bones, he curiously asked King Zhao:

"What makes you think that I will take action for you, the King of Chu?"

King Zhao shook his head when he heard this, then smiled and said:

"From the first time I met you, General Zhu, I knew that you, Mr. Zhu, would not be used by our great Chu."

Zhu Huai frowned slightly when he heard this, and then said coldly:

"Now that you know it, why do you dare to set up this trap?"

King Zhao looked at Zhu Huai calmly and said:

"Because I know that the war god Zhu Huai, who once voluntarily imprisoned himself in the Wangchuan Prison for thirty thousand defeated soldiers, will never abandon the people of this former land of Great Xia."

"And you also know very well that if I die today, there will be great chaos in the Chu country, and thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions of people will be displaced and die tragically in other places."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Huai asked with a cold face:

"So, you are threatening me with the lives of these people?"

Upon hearing this, King Zhao nodded without any excuse and said: .??.

"yes."

King Zhao's magnanimity made the anger on Zhu Huai's face lessen.

"I can take action once, but I won't be the Martial God of Chu State, let alone fight for your Chu State royal family."

As Zhu Huai spoke, he turned around and faced the Blood Demon Ancestor and the two demon monks who were attacking him again.

And just when he was about to take action, he heard King Zhao behind him suddenly say:

"Mr. Zhu, look down."

After hearing this, Zhu Huai raised his eyes and looked below the star-catching platform.

Under the dim sky, one could vaguely see the lights of various houses in the capital, as well as the rising smoke.

After hundreds of years, Zhu Huai saw the lights of thousands of families again.

His cloudy and dull eyes suddenly became alive again at this moment.

In my mind, I once again recalled the promise I made to my father when I took over the Nanmingli Musket: "Father, I swear to God, the Nanmingli Musket in my hand is not for the powerful, nor for the princes, nor for the princes.

Fight for the royal power and only for the people of Daxia!"

At this time, King Zhao’s voice sounded again:

"Mr. Zhu, I'm not asking you to come out to force you to be the Martial God of Chu, let alone to make you loyal to the Chu royal family. I want to ask you to be the Martial God of all the people in this land, and for these ten thousand people.

Fighting for the lights of the house, to end this dark cloudy sky for thousands of years

Fight in the fire of war, fight to expel the monsters from the Nine Abyss!"

Hearing this, Zhu Huai's almost numb heartstrings were finally touched.

He raised his arms, opened his palms, and said without looking back:

"Give me the Lihuo Order!"

King Zhao was overjoyed and immediately handed the prepared token from his sleeve to Zhu Huai's hand.

This Lihuo Order is not only a token to control the Lihuo Formation, but also a token to unlock the seal of the Lihuo Gun.

Zhu Huai's willingness to accept this gift is tantamount to acceptance of recruitment. How could King Zhao not be happy?

At this moment, Jingkong, the abbot of Huoyun Temple who was fighting with Taoist Huang Lao outside the imperial city not far away, suddenly shouted: "Zhenwu, Zhenye, follow on!"

"Whoosh!"

Almost at the same time as the clear voice sounded, two black lights flashing with blood flew down from the clouds and hit Zhenwu and Zhenye straight away.

After feeling the power contained in the two black lights, Zhenwu and Zhenye both showed expressions of ecstasy.

Then, I heard the abbot Jingkong say again:

"Ancestor of the Blood Demon, this Zhu Huai has been trapped in the Wangchuan Prison for hundreds of years. His energy and blood have dried up, and his muscles and bones have become old. You and my two disciples can definitely kill him with one strike!"

"After the event is completed, Huoyun Temple can share your Chu Kingdom's luck for a hundred years!"

Hearing these words, the Blood Demon Ancestor's spirit perked up, and it, which had already been somewhat defeated, once again used all the mana in its body to prepare for a fatal blow to Zhu Huai.

After Zhu Huai heard this, he laughed wildly and said:

"Jingkong Bald Donkey, you said that my energy and blood have dried up and my muscles and bones have become old? Even if I am so old that I only breathe my last breath, you and other demons will not even think of making trouble in my hometown of Daxia!"

After saying this, he suddenly smashed the Lihuo Token in his hand with one hand, raised it high with the other hand, and shouted angrily:

"Here comes the gun!!!"

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I can only write three chapters today. I had something to do tonight, so I owe you one chapter and five chapters tomorrow.


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