For the first time, Chao Lian hated martial artists so much for their bravery and good eyesight.
Not only could he see the inscriptions on the two new tombs, he could even see the texture of the wood clearly. This ability deprived him of the extravagant hope of trying to deceive himself and others. There was a buzz in Chao Lian's head, and the sky and the earth turned dark in an instant. Waiting
When he came back to his senses, he was already using his hands and feet. He fell to the ground several times due to exhaustion and barely managed to climb to two new graves: "Third Brother - Seventh Brother -"
"The wise brother Qi Baochen's tomb, the foolish brother Gu Ren stands in tears."
"The tomb of the wise brother Zhu Bawen is the tomb of the wise brother Gu Ren."
Chao Lian lay in front of the grave and burst into tears, but after only a few breaths, he wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves and made up his mind while looking at the two small graves. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing to suppress the intense emotions and let his martial energy fill up in an orderly manner.
All the meridians in his body, he stood up calmly.
"Thirteen, you stay here to guard the two brothers. Brother Twelve is now going to find the eldest brother and the others." Chao Lian tried his best to make his voice sound soft and gentle. If he couldn't even deceive himself, how could he deceive Thirteen?
, "They must have left us behind carelessly. My brother will go find them to sort things out."
Who would have expected——
Shaochong asked him back: "Brother Twelve, does my brain seem so unsmart? A few years ago, you could have succeeded in tricking me, but now - you think I don't know where you are going? Do you think
I don’t know where my eldest brother has gone?”
The expression Chao Lian tried hard to maintain almost collapsed.
Shaochong said calmly: "Let's go together."
Chao Lian naturally disagreed: "No!"
Among their thirteen brothers, Shaochong is the youngest. He is called the younger brother, but more like the child they worked hard to raise.
The eldest brother Gu Ren left him and Shao Chong behind.
How could he take Shao Chong to die?
Shaochong squatted in front of Seventh Brother's tomb, lowered his head and complained: "You liars, when you made your vows, you said that you did not want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but you wanted to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. I prayed that heaven and earth have witnessed it, why have you not counted it at this time?
Woolen cloth?"
Chao Lian's hands hanging by his sides were slightly clenched.
Shaochong said: "If you don't agree, it's too late."
Among the brothers, he has the highest combat power.
Without him in this battle, the brothers would face Huang Lie's soldiers and horses, who were commanded by a sixteenth-level master. Even with the morale bonus of a last-ditch battle, once the battle line was extended, they would definitely be at a disadvantage.
Chao Lian asked him: "What do you mean?"
Shaochong looked at him and smiled slightly.
Chao Lian was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes.
He blurted out: "You, you are not Thirteen!"
From the time he woke up until now, Shisan's reaction has been too abnormal, not like the young brother he knew at all.
Shaochong tilted his head: "How could I not be?"
He showed an evil smile: "I am him."
Shaochong had been seriously injured before, and had witnessed the tragic death of his two brothers, and had been unconscious. Gu Ren put him and the unconscious Chao Lian together, and used his Yanling to provide simple protection to prevent his two brothers from waking up.
I encountered a jackal in the mountains before.
Shaochong was the first to wake up.
When he opened his eyes, he was faced with the impact of two new tombs.
Gong Xiqiu said that if Shao Chong wants to truly save his life, he must either increase his strength even higher before the seal collapses, or find a high priest to cover the original seal with a layer. Shao Chong cannot be emotionally stimulated until he has no worries at all.
.
This will cause the Gu insects to wake up early.
The active Gu insects will accelerate the disintegration of the seal.
Today's Shaochong is not that mentally retarded idiot.
If it were before, Shaochong wouldn't understand what it meant for him and Brother Twelve to be left here, wouldn't know who was buried under the two mounds, and wouldn't know the true meaning of death... But what doesn't he understand now?
Full of emotional stimulation.
The Gu insect that was forced to sleep was awakened by the delicious emotion.
When Shaochong was about to lose control, a cold, familiar and fatally bewitching voice sounded in his heart.
【Are you sad? Or angry?】
【You weak ant, you can’t take revenge.】
[There are two brothers lying here, and there may be nine more lying on the battlefield... Do you know why? Because you are too weak! As long as you are strong enough, our brothers will not die! You are too weak
Too weak, too weak...]
[Shaochong, you killed third brother and seventh brother.]
[Shaochong, do you still want to kill Big Brother and the others? 】
【Shaochong, you should atone for this!】
[Stop rushing...give up your body...]
Curse-like voices followed him like a shadow. Shao Chong held his head in pain but could not drive these voices away from his mind.
"Yes, it was me...who killed my brothers?"
[Yes, you were the one who killed me. If you hadn't resisted me so much, if you had surrendered to me early... Shaochong, the sixteenth-level great masters under Huang Lie's tent may not be able to kill the third brother and the seventh brother, because
I can completely stop him, but you can't.]
【so--】
【Who is the culprit, do you know? 】
Seeing that Shaochong was just crying in pain without expressing his position, he emphasized his tone and said: "At this time, brother and the others are in danger, you are still cherishing your life, you are still hesitating, you coward - you have really let us down..."
…]
Suddenly, Shaochong saw a black mist pouring out of his body, and the black mist transformed into a person exactly like him.
No, there are still differences.
The other party has a pair of strange scarlet eyes.
Shaochong asked him seriously: "Can you save eldest brother and the others?"
The red-eyed Shaochong has a hoarse voice and a sharp and weird laugh.
【Yes, I can.】
Shaochong's eyes were red and he looked at "himself" seriously in front of him. After only three breaths of thinking, with tears still in his eyes, he opened his hands and removed all his defenses. Before losing consciousness, he saw the black mist turn into
He smiled evilly and raised his hand to attack.
A sharp pain spread from his chest to his limbs.
It hurts, it really hurts...
Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother...
Thirteen really hurts. Who can comfort him?
This state did not last long. Shao Chong covered his chest and knelt on the ground with all his strength. When "he" lowered his head and looked at the position of his chest, he saw that it was intact, as if the severe pain was just an illusion.
Facing Chao Lian's question, Shaochong just reluctantly said: "Believe it or not is not important, saving my brothers is important."
At this moment, there was a vision of two dragons confronting each other at the end of the line of sight.
Chao Lian suppressed his worry: "Okay, let's go!"
Thirteen brothers have sworn sworn vows. Is there any reason for them to be absent?
The two of them kicked the ground with luck at the same time, flying in the direction of the double dragon phenomenon. Two martial auras of different colors poured out from the two men's pill mansions and turned into martial armor to wrap around their bodies. Chao Lian sensed it, and his peripheral vision fell to Shao Chong's side.
.His martial aura is evil and ferocious.
If he closed his eyes, he would never recognize that this was Thirteen.
"Shaochong" glanced at him lazily.
A chuckle escaped from his mouth: "Don't be distracted."
Chao Lian reluctantly eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind. He didn't know what happened to Thirteen, but no matter what Thirteen became, he was still Thirteen. Anyway, this battle would probably go nowhere, and he didn't have that much time to pursue it.
Ultimately, we can only keep silent.
The two streams of light chased the stars and the moon, running towards the battlefield resolutely.
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Qian Yong was seriously injured.
Although there was nothing wrong with him on the outside, his internal injuries were tormenting him all the time. His elixir palace was weak and his martial energy was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat after just two rounds of his meridians. However, brave warriors are all rough-skinned and thick-bodied.
Yes, the most able to bear hardships and bear hardships.
He worked hard to circulate his martial energy to nourish and repair his meridians.
After a long time, he exhaled a breath of turbidity.
As soon as he stood up and relaxed his muscles and bones, a heartbreaking crackling sound sounded in his body. He lowered his head and clenched his fists.
"The recovery can be 40%."
He was not satisfied with the turtle's climbing speed.
He wanted to recover faster, so if he had a chance, he would go to Zhang Yongqing and blow his head off with one fist!
After a while, the bodyguard came to call him.
"General, the meal is ready."
More and more refugees gathered together, and burly men like Qian Yong were occasionally seen, so he no longer had to hide. The only trouble was that as the number of refugees increased, food became a problem. In the past two days, on the road,
Not even a hint of green is visible.
Floods in Yanzhou, melee in Qianzhou.
Seventy percent of the millions of people in the two states have become refugees.
These refugees not only face exploitation by the coalition forces, but also face threats from other refugees, including murder and robbery, which is not uncommon.
However, Qian Yong and his party looked at the tall and powerful people and were not easy to mess with. So far, no one without a good eye has come to rob or steal goods.
"Come here."
Qian Yong did not ask Shen Tang and his party of five people (including the scribe Cui) how they could provide food for a hundred people without any logistics.
Some are good to eat.
Who cares whether food comes from a rooster or a hen?
He had just sat down and took a sip of the clear soup with salt added. From the corner of his eye, he saw an elegant white shadow, and the clear soup in his mouth that had not yet been swallowed spewed out. If it weren't for the quick eyesight and quick hands of his personal guard, the whole pot of soup would have been ruined. Qian Yong's expression It felt like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
The guards were confused and looked up.
Katsa——
A precious clay pot cracked.
The clear soup in the clay pot spilled out and doused the fire.
The elegant white shadow seemed to be aware of Qian Yong's eyes, and looked over. It was a beautiful face, with a complexion as white as snow, which made the bright red eyeliner under his eyes dazzling. Qian Yong was embarrassed and put the water-stained face on his face. Wiping his hands on his clothes.
I couldn't help but burst out in my heart.
Let him just say, the person named Shen is too handsome.
Too gorgeous to look like a pure man.
"Damn, what does it look like for a man to live a long life?"
Unexpectedly, the person surnamed Shen not only looks like a woman, but now she doesn’t even dress up. She just wears a blouse, which is layered on top of each other and looks as elegant as an immortal. For those who don’t know, I thought that an immortal has descended to earth. As for fleeing, why are you so conspicuous?
"Master Shen is back from outside?"
Shen Tang: "Yeah."
"Are you going to see the refugee situation again?"
Shen Tang's mood remained calm: "People's livelihood is very difficult."
Qian Yong tore off a small strip of dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "Oh, Mr. Shen is still young. The older he is, the more he will not be so emotional. People, they become better with age. What kind of bird is there if you live for a long time?" Have you seen it? When I was young, like you, I worried about the country and the people all day long, but after I got a bruise and a swollen face, I realized that these are things that a saint should consider. "
Shen Tang asked him: "What about you?"
Qian Yong opened his mouth and showed a murderous smile: "I am a butcher, what does a butcher do? Killing! Come and kill one, come and chop off both. Either kill until you can't kill anymore, or wait for another butcher to kill. It’s me.”
Killing is the most unbreakable secret of survival.
Shen Tang said solemnly: "But I'm not a butcher."
Qian Yong admired Shen Tang's temperament of fighting whenever she wanted to, but he also couldn't stand some of her incongruous postures. He pretended to be joking but actually laughed at him: "Then Mr. Shen is a saint?"
Shen Tang glanced at him indifferently: "Everyone can be a saint."
Qian Yong wanted to say something else, but then he heard a familiar voice yelling: "Fuck you - Uncle Qian, get out of the way!"
He suddenly turned his head and saw Shen Tang in the distance.
However, Shen Tang, who was dressed in coarse linen and had a gray face, would not be able to pull him out for a while if he was thrown into the refugee group. Qian Yong was startled and made a decisive decision to stand up and retreat. Fortunately, the white clothes were fluttering. Shen Tang didn't make a move.
Qian Yong held his bodyguard behind him with his hands wide open.
Look at this, look at that, blurt it out.
"——Shen, what are you doing?"
This question really unfairly accused Shen Tang.
She was furious: "Could it be my ancestor who did this?"
After saying that, Shen Tang raised his hand and transformed into a long soldier, pointing at the counterfeit: "Monster, you haven't transformed into your true self in front of your ancestors!"
The movement here alarmed Jiang Sheng and his party.
Everyone looked at the two lords who were exactly the same - ah no, not exactly the same. The elegant Shen Tang in white had a frosty face and a cold temperament. When pointed at by a long soldier, he could collapse without changing his expression - this
Could it be the real or fake Monkey King?
"You faker is not good at pretending to be someone else. If you pretend to be on top of me, you really turn on the big lights in the toilet and you're looking for death!"
When Jiang Sheng and Ning Yan heard this, they knew who was the Lord of the Lord without having to distinguish, while Shen Tang, the other elegant man in white, obviously had no intention of speaking and raised his hand to form a sword.
A sword that everyone is very familiar with.
Give me the name, Mother Sword.
Shen Tang's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened.
You must know that after she entrusted the national seal to Kang Shi, she could no longer create the Loving Mother Sword, because the Loving Mother Sword was the national seal. Although the Loving Mother Sword of the person in front of her had no aura of the National Seal, it was not the same as the real Loving Mother Sword.
The swords are exactly the same, exactly the same.
"Monster, who are you?"
Shen Tang, who was dressed elegantly in white, said: "I am you."
Shen Tang laughed angrily at this clumsy lie: "Why didn't I know that I had another incarnation left outside?"
Shen Tang in white: "I am your evil thought."
Shen Tang was naturally confused: "What?"
Now it was the turn of Qian Yong and others to be shocked. Jiang Sheng and Ning Yan each created a cultural barrier to separate the two masters.
Only Shen Tang is still out of shape.
"Young people tend to forget things. How can you forget about me when you are in the palace?" Shen Tang's voice in white clothes made Shen Tang's smile stiffen.
"You, why did you come out?"
Qian Yong, a bystander, could hardly stand it anymore.
"You don't care how it came out, it's here to kill you!"
He wanted to ask God, what happened in the past few decades, why did the sixteenth-level creations appear one after another?
It’s just a sixteenth-level high-level creation...
How old is this person named Shen?
Shen Tang: "...Aren't you the adult me?"
Fuck, did you lie to her before co-writing?
No matter how you hear the word "evil thoughts", it means that it is not good.
Shen Tang in Bai Yi: "All living beings are like white paper at the beginning of their birth. As they grow older, they become tainted with the filth of heaven and earth, and evil thoughts are added to them. I am your adult, but I am also the incarnation of your evil thoughts."
Shen Tang: "...who is that three-year-old bean curd?"
