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Chapter 358 Who can make up the sky

The old man pushed open the door, and the voice alarmed the gatekeeper next to him.

That was also an old man, his hair and beard were white and his movements were extremely slow, as if he would fall down at any time. It was precisely because of this that he did not put on his armor, picked up his weapons, and followed other Nalan family members to fight against the Demon God Emperor.

"Who are you?"

The old man picked up the crutch and looked at the strange old man in front of him, as if he was holding a sword, extremely cautious.

The old man turned around, looked at him, and smiled: "A Jin, you are really old, and the old ones don't know me anymore."

Looking at the familiar facial features in front of him, the old man was shocked, and suddenly burst into tears and knelt on the ground: "Young Master...you...you are finally back. I knew that you will not die, you will not die!"

The eldest young master of the Nalan family, of course, is Nalan Yunchuan, the predecessor of the Daxia Longque.

A hundred years have passed since the war that year. The old master, who is said to be dead, finally came back. He came here and wanted to do what he should do.

Nalan Yunchuan didn't say much about the past, but just strode in.

Jingwu Temple is the ancestral hall of the Nalan family, but it not only belongs to the Nalan family. Only the disciples of the Nalan family who served as the commander of the Daxia Longque are qualified to place the spiritual position and the armor and weapons of the Yong Kingdom during their lifetime here.

The light shines in, like a tide, illuminating the inside.

Nalan Nianyuan, Nalan Hongyi, Nalan Haiming... The spiritual positions led by the Daxia dragon birds in all dynasties were lined up one by one. On one side of the spiritual positions were the weapons and armor they used during their lifetime.

Nalan Yunchuan looked at it one by one, and knew the last one, and then his eyes stopped.

It was also a spiritual position, with a name written on it: Nalan Yunchuan.

The spiritual position is very new, and you can still see the water marks that have never been done in your handwriting. There is no doubt that this is a new spiritual position. Perhaps it was placed here a few months ago before the Daxia Dragon Bird set out.

No matter what the rumors are, no matter how many people hope that the owner of this name will not die, but it has disappeared for a hundred years, and it finally makes people feel hopeless.

The war is about to begin, but no one knows how the result is. Nalan Yunhai still set up his brother's spiritual position and placed it here.

The soul is back!

Today I am back, but this spiritual position seems to be just enough to be used.

Nalan Yunchuan touched his spiritual position and walked to the side.

On the weapon stand and armor stand, what he used to use when he was commanding the Daxia Dragon Bird: a piece of bright light armor and a steel gun.

The war once destroyed two things and was almost useless. This should have been repaired by Nalan Yunhai afterwards.

Even though most of them have been changed, the touch still has a familiar meaning.

"Long time no see, old friends!"

Nalan Yunchuan sighed lightly, then put on the armor skillfully, picked up the steel gun and walked out of the side door.

Not far away is the stable, with red dates sniffing inside, which is very unhappy.

It has been eating and drinking here for so long, with wine and meat every day and a mare every three days, but unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed.

Not to mention the less wine and meat than before, the mare is gone, how can the emperor in the horse bear it?

Do you want to burn here? The red dates are itchy and the mane on their backs is lit.

But after thinking about it, I still endure it. Maybe in a few days I can return to the good days I used to... I endure it, endure it again.

He said in his heart, and suddenly saw a man in armor walking in, immediately raised his head and looked cold.

How could the emperor among horses be intimate when he sees people like other horses... This is impossible, and it will never be possible in his life.

Nalan Yunchuan strode to Hongzao, touched the fur that was like oil and water, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a good horse, the little brat is alive!"

Hongzao immediately sniffed and shook her head impatiently, her eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"It's quite temper!"

Nalan Yunchuan smiled and said, "I will take you to find Qin Shaofu, will you go?"

The red dates neighed, and then heard a loud bang. The railings of the stables were kicked to pieces, and then rushed out like a flame.

Nalan Yunchuan had quick eyes and quick hands, turned over and sat on his back, shouting: "Go!"

Just like a red rainbow that penetrated the sun, the red date turned into a red lightning and rushed out directly.

"Greatly send the eldest young master to the war!"

The old man at the door had only time to shout, and as soon as he finished speaking, the red dates had reached a very far distance.

Under the Fulongpo.

More than 300 members of the Nalan family gathered together, and they were waiting intently and looked ahead.

The 30,000 troops came slowly. Although the number was not particularly large, from a distance, people could feel the depression of dark clouds pressing against the top.

There is no inheritance family that knows the terror of the Demon God Emperor better than the Nalan family. Every time the human-demon battle, the Daxia Dragon Bird faces the most powerful demon army and the Demon God Emperor.

Unlike other families who study hostile families at the same time, more than 90% of the intelligence database of Daxia Longque is about the demons.

The mission of protecting the human race is that they were born to fight against the demon race.

In history, the Demon God Emperor has not been killed by Fulongpo, but never once, as before, only the orphans and widows of the Nalan family are left, the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

Maybe it's going to end.

The young Nalan family disciple had a little scared face, but was not timid, and still straightened his back.

The backbone of the human race, the Great Xia dragon bird...

This is what the Daxia Dragon Birds always say when they were in charge of educating their children. Even if they were just a child, they would not bend their backbone as long as they stood under the banner of Daxia Dragon Birds.

A long hiss came from behind. Before everyone could recover, they saw a red rainbow lightning flying overhead. After seeing it clearly, an old man exclaimed: "It's the eldest young master's armor!"

My younger brother has become a master, and my older brother is still the eldest master.

Some people were suddenly excited, while others were still confused and didn't know what was going on.

The demon army is still advancing, Huangfu Changqing, Xiao Jianxian and others have become prisoners, and their cultivation is imprisoned, and they are taken away from behind horses like lambs.

There was no expression on his face, only numbness and despair revealed in his eyes.

Yun Lingzi died and was unable to send the Demon God Emperor away.

Zhang Qiyu disappeared and still couldn't kill the Demon God Emperor.

This invincible existence can no longer think of how to fight against it.

All coalition forces of various countries have been defeated, and no one can resist the entire Eastern Wilderness.

At this time, where can we find heroes? In this era, will there be Ji Taihao?

A long hiss woke everyone up. In the distance, a red rainbow flew over and stopped on the high slope.

The Demon Emperor waved his hand and the army stopped.

The lone cavalry in front raised the spear in his hand and shouted: "Daxia Dragon Bird!"

This time, it was finally clear that Huangfu Changqing exclaimed: "Luo Dazhuang!"

He went to Qin Mansion many times, remembering this voice and recognizing that person.

The Demon Emperor laughed loudly.

"Nalan Yunchuan, you are here!"

The bright eyes are in the heart, and the green mountains cannot be hidden.

The country is like a painting, it is my heart.

Who can repair the sky with a spear in the mountains?
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