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Chapter 965 Why am I still alive

At this time, Gu Qing entered an inexplicable state, as if he had lost his soul!

"Meiduo! I want to listen to the night of Ulantoba for the last time." A miserable smile appeared on Kamta's face, and the saber in his hand emitted a sad cold light.

Looking at the young man covered in blood in front of her, tears welled up in Mei Duo's eyes, and then she nodded heavily.

Vast and loud singing sounded, and the few dozen herdsmen left looked sad. Together with Mei Duo, they sang the song of the grassland passed down by their ancestors.

Amidst the sad singing, a smile appeared on Kamta's blood-stained face, and then he turned around resolutely. The saber in his hand shone with cold light, and he pointed in the distance at the approaching Wujia army.

"I am the number one warrior in Ulantoba, who dares to fight with me!" A shrill roar echoed across the land.

"kill!"

Kamta held the saber in his hand, and with a violent aura evaporating from his body, he threw himself towards the Wujia army in front.

"Crack!"

"puff!"

The saber broke, countless soldiers pierced his body, and then were pulled out from his body. A large amount of blood spurted out from the terrifying blood hole. His figure was swaying and desolate. He turned around and looked at Mei Duo with the broken saber in his hand.

, blood flowed from his mouth, but he murmured: "Mei Duo, I love you! I hope I can still protect you by your side in the next life!"

"boom!"

Kamta's broken body fell to the ground. Before he died, he looked in the direction of Mei Duo and burst out with a satisfied smile.

Looking at the young man's smile before his death, Mei Duo's singing stopped suddenly, and a line of tears slowly flowed from her eyes.

She! Step by step, she walked forward, and the vast and sad song sounded from her mouth again.

"Sister Mei Duo!" Xiao Ulan cried, trying to stop Mei Duo from moving forward.

A big old hand held Little Ulan's young body, "Let her go, that is the best destination for her!" The old man's sad voice sounded.

The girl's pure white clothes were blown by the breeze, and her vast singing voice echoed throughout the countryside. Facing the fierce murderous intent of a hundred thousand black-armored troops, the girl seemed not to see it.

She was like a sad elf on the grassland, her steps were light and erratic, a sad aura spread around her, and a line of tears covered her cheeks.

The girl came to the young man and slowly squatted down. Looking at the smile on the young man's face, the girl showed a smile and murmured: "In this life, I don't know how to cherish it. In the next life, I hope to be yours."

wife."

A miserable bloody flower appeared above the girl's heart. The ruthless weapons were slowly drawn out of her heart, and the blood dyed her white clothes red!

"My love! I'm here to accompany you!" A sad word came out of the girl's mouth, and the cold body lay in the arms of the young man. The two finally came together after death!

"Haha! Well, you are worthy of being a child of my prairie!" Uncle Amala's shrill laughter echoed through the sky.

"Children of the grassland, I will take the first step."

"Haha, we have been old friends for decades, let's go on the road together." Uncle Jiha laughed wildly, but there was a sense of sadness in the laughter.

"There are still us!" Only a few dozen herders left shouted in unison.

"Okay, okay! This grassland is our root. If you can die in this grassland, it will be considered as a fallen leaf returning to its roots."

"Warriors of Ulantoba, when we sing our songs, even if we die, our souls will still live on this grassland!"

The vast and sad songs were ringing. Under the leadership of Uncle Amala and Uncle Jiha, dozens of herdsmen sang loudly and rushed towards the 100,000 Wujia army without fear.

"don't want!"

At this time, a shrill roar came out of Gu Qing's mouth. Looking at the dozens of people in front of him lying in a pool of blood, Gu Qing's body was trembling, veins on his forehead were exposed, his fists were clenched, and traces of blood kept falling from his fists! His eyes

It completely lost the color that humans should have, and the inexplicable aura kept echoing around Gu Qing.

Gu Qing had never hated himself so much! If it weren't for him, these kind-hearted herdsmen would never have died in vain, but would have lived happily on this grassland.

"Ha ha!"

On the blood-stained grass, the Lord of Wenxian City laughed wildly and walked towards Gu Qing step by step, and now only the old man and Xiao Wulan, his grandfather and grandson, were left beside Gu Qing!

Looking ahead at the terrifying aura of the Lord of Qixian City, the old man lowered his head and asked his granddaughter: "Xiao Ulan, are you afraid of death?"

Her young face had long been covered with tears. Listening to her grandfather's words, Xiao Ulan took up her sleeve and wiped the tears on her face vigorously, trying not to let herself cry out, "Grandpa, little Ulan is not afraid.

Die, because little Ulan is a child of the grassland."

Looking at his granddaughter's young but strong little face, the old man showed a satisfied smile and said: "Little Ulan, as a child of the grassland, you must protect your big brother. Even if you die on this grassland in the end, you are worthy of the grassland.

Called sons and daughters!”

"Do you still remember the song grandpa gave you?" A trace of sadness came out of the old man's mouth.

Looking at his grandfather's resolute and sad face, little Ulan said "hmm" heavily, as if he knew what would happen next.

"Sing to grandpa, please?"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Xiao Wulan's eyes, and a childish singing voice slowly sounded from Xiao Wulan's mouth.

There is a place far, far away, where the most important longing of life is. The people of the grassland are carefree, and the children of the earth turn wine into songs. The night in Ulantoba is so quiet, and the songs are singing softly on the wind.

Those who sing gently are not allowed to shed tears!

Amidst Xiao Ulan's singing, the old man held a saber and walked steadily towards the Lord of Wenxian City, "If you want to hurt that child, just step over my body."

"Despicable mortals do not know their own abilities."

"die!"

The Lord of Wenxian City flashed with green light, and a sword energy burst out from between his palms and fingers, piercing the old man's throat, and a blood flower bloomed from the old man's throat.

"grandfather!"

The singing stopped suddenly, and the childish voice was heartbreaking. Little Ulan held back the tears in her eyes and looked at her grandfather lying in a pool of blood.

"As sons and daughters of the grassland, protect me and our guests." Blood continued to flow from the old man's mouth. After the old man finished speaking intermittently, he no longer had any interest.

"Grandpa! Little Ulan will protect his big brother even if he dies." A lot of tears filled his eyes, and the little girl wiped them away hard.

Looking at the Wenxian City Lord who was gradually approaching him, Xiao Ulan's face flashed with maturity that was not like a child's. His young body hugged Gu Qing's body and murmured: "Big brother, Xiao Wulan is also leaving with grandpa.

You must take care of yourself, if there is an afterlife, little Ulan still wants to listen to big brother tell me stories!"

Gu Qing, who seemed to have lost his soul, looked numb at this time, with a trace of imperceptible blood rolling in his eyes, and his lifeless eyes looked at the old man lying in a pool of blood.

"Haha! This loser can't even protect you, so he still wants to protect himself?"

The spiritual energy around the Lord of Wenxian City communicated with heaven and earth, cold and wild laughter kept ringing, and the steps under his feet instantly arrived in front of Gu Qing and Xiao Wulan.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the Lord of Wenxian City slapped Gu Qing on the chest.

Gu Qing's chest collapsed in an instant, the sound of bone breaking continued to sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, the severely injured and broken body began to crack, the whole body was covered with blood, and then fell to the ground.

"Don't hurt big brother!"

The childish choking sound was heartbreaking, and a pair of delicate arms tightly hugged Wenxian City Lord's thigh, and bit into Wenxian City Lord's leg.

"What a nasty little thing."

The Lord of Wenxian City stretched out his big hand, and instantly caught Little Ulan's young body in his hand, pinched Little Ulan's neck, and a ferocious look appeared on the face of the Lord of Wenxian City.

When the Lord of Wenxian City pinched his neck, Xiao Wulan suddenly had difficulty breathing, and his red face began to turn purple.

Holding the little girl's neck, the Lord of Wenxian City stepped on Gu Qing's head, grinding Gu Qing's head with his feet. The words in the Lord of Wenxian City were very ferocious, "Look, this is your big brother, he

You're lying at my feet like a dead dog, why don't you ask your big brother to get up and knock me down? Let him knock me down. Haha!"

Unbridled laughter sounded from the mouth of the Lord of Wenxian City, and his feet kept crushing Gu Qing's head. A trace of blood spat out from Gu Qing's mouth, but his eyes were completely lifeless, which made people look a little miserable!

"Big brother, stand up." Xiao Ulan's face turned purple as his neck was pinched, and the words in his mouth seemed extremely difficult.

"Stand up? Let's see how this dead dog can stand up." Crazy laughter continued to come from the mouth of Wenxian City Master, and the soles of his feet kept trampling Gu Qing's head.

"ah!"

The Lord of Wenxian City felt a sudden pain on his palm, a tooth mark appeared on his palm, and a trace of blood appeared in Xiao Wulan's mouth.

"Little thing, you are looking for death!"

He was actually bitten by a young child, which made the Lord of Wenxian City furious, and the right palm pinched around Xiao Wulan's neck suddenly tightened.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiao Ulan's mouth, and then dripped on Gu Qing's face.

A tragic smile appeared on Xiao Ulan's face, "Big brother! Stand up." The childish words fell, and Xiao Ulan's body went limp, lifeless!

The blood in Xiao Ulan's mouth was soaked in Gu Qing's face. Xiao Ulan's last smile was reflected in his eyes, a tremor appeared on his body, a bloody light bloomed in his eyes, and a murmured word

It has been spit out from the mouth since ancient times.

"I died for me!"

"Little Ulan is dead too!"

"But! Why? Why am I still alive?"

Whispering words continued to spit out from Gu Qing's mouth, and a blood-black red light bloomed slightly on his body. His eyes soaked in Xiao Ulan's blood emitted an inhuman black-red light, shrouded in traces of evil energy.

Gu Qing's whole body.

With his eyes blurred by tears, the picture began to reverse before Gu Qing's eyes.

"Big brother, please don't tell grandpa, okay? Little Ulan just wants to clean up the spirit goat milk and give it to big brother to drink!" A childish and panicked face appeared in Gu Qing's eyes.

"Brother, you have to take good care of yourself and listen to your grandfather like little Ulan. The pure and happy laughter echoed in Gu Qing's mind.

"Child, come here, this is freshly squeezed goat's milk. It will be very good for your injury. Drink it while it's hot." The old man's kind face is vaguely visible!


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