He has long been eager to try.

These fragile ants in front of me can't arouse any interest, but without Sixth Brother's permission, Shao Chong doesn't dare to run too far.

After receiving the amnesty, my heart flew away immediately.

But before leaving, Sixth Brother still wanted to give a few words of advice.

[Thirteen, have you brought everything? 】

Jimo Qiu is not here at the moment, and Shaochong's condition can only be suppressed and balanced by precious foreign objects. At first, Fang Yan and Chao Lian thought that this "precious foreign object" would be difficult to deal with, but to their surprise, Jimo Qiu took out a statue from his sleeve.

A small figure with long fingers.

Jimo Qiu said seriously: "Just believe in my God!"

Fang Yan and Chao Lian: [……]

Although they have no specific beliefs, when they see Buddhist temples or Taoist temples, they will go in and buy a few sticks of incense to pray for blessings. They focus on a flexible belief, but Jimo Qiu's posture is unreliable.

Jimo Qiu was still preaching there: "Every morning, noon and evening, three sticks of incense must be burned. After burning the incense, they can sing a song, dance or something. My god always likes this..."

Shaochong scratched his head: [Just like Shaobai does on weekdays?]

Jimo Qiu nodded heavily: [Yeah.]

Shaochong said: [Okay, I believe it!]

Fang Yan and Chao Lian couldn't believe it.

The strange thing is that since Shao Chong believed in this evil god, even if Jimo Qiu was not around for several days, Shao Chong's mental state was very stable. Fang Yan was more inclined to attribute this effect to psychological effects, but - I would rather believe it,

Can't believe it doesn't exist.

Bloody and violent anger can easily lead to loss of control.

With him carrying this statue, Fang Yan can feel more at ease.

So there was a scene where Shao Chong managed to save Gong Shuwu in time. When Shao Chong rescued the man, he was still a little proud. He won the rescue military merit first, then killed Gong Cheng and took the opponent's head.

, the military merits of beheading generals can also be collected.

He used his military achievements in rescue operations to make his sixth brother a great doctor.

Then use the skill of killing generals to make the twelfth brother a general!

Fang Yan felt Shaochong's aura.

Make sure the other person is emotionally stable and finally let go of your worries.

With the troops and horses in the Northern Desert being suppressed, the pressure on the logistics side was also reduced a lot, and Fang Yan was finally free to do other things. When the military doctor wanted to find him, he raised his hand and used his word spirit, and took a few feet in one step.

Ignoring everyone's worries, he went straight to the area where the fiercest fighting was ahead. From afar, he saw the familiar light of martial energy. Fang Yan held his sword and killed the attacking Bei Mo soldiers, piercing his throat with the sword.

The familiar martial aura passed through his ears.

Kill the enemy soldiers in the blind spot with one blow.

"Why is Sixth Brother here?" Chao Lian, who was dressed as a soldier, looked surprised. After saying that, he felt it again and didn't notice Shaochong. Shaochong's breath was very far away from him, "Where are the thirteen people?"

Fang Yan said: "He went to grab military glory."

Lu Ji, who came after the Northern Desert general who was seriously injured, almost went crazy.

Because her target was killed by Chao Lian’s last hit!

Chao Lian saw Lu Ji from a distance.

"Why are Vice General Lu here?"

Lu Ji: "..."

When the melee came to an end and the killing cries gradually subsided, the fish belly turned white at the end of the horizon. Lu Ji completely forgot about his injuries and fatigue, and led his troops to chase for more than ten miles before turning around unwillingly. Yu Zi led his troops back.

Go to the battlefield to pick up Gong Shuwu.

The army marched non-stop, forcing itself to gallop.

Everyone looked anxious, but in their hearts there was not much hope.

It often takes dozens or hundreds of moves to determine the winner of a highly powerful martial artist. The greater the difference in strength, the shorter the time to end the battle. General Gong Shuwu is afraid that he will encounter misfortune.

Despite this suspicion, they still had to go there. It was not so much to welcome back the general himself, but rather to welcome back the body of Gong Shuwu. His body should not and could not be exposed in the wilderness.

Yu Zi's eyes were bloodshot.

If you observe carefully, you will find that she is in a very wrong state at the moment. There is no trace of literary fluctuations in her body, and she is as ordinary as an ordinary person. Both physically and mentally, she has exceeded the limit. She has not fallen down yet, all thanks to the pressure in her heart.

gas.

finally--

A place that was reduced to scorched earth by lightning appeared in his sight.

There are two figures in the wilderness.

As the sun slowly rose from the horizon, the first ray of sunlight shone on them. Yu Zi could barely see the general appearance of the two figures. One figure was sitting, and the other was standing aside. The weapon in his hand was buried in the ground at his feet, with his back to

With the army.

Yu Zi and others recognized it as Gong Shuwu's armor at a glance.

"General——"

"General...wuwuwu..."

"General--"

A military commander who was relatively lightly injured jumped off his horse more than ten feet away from Gong Shuwu and ran towards him. At this scene, some people couldn't control themselves and burst into tears.

Crying seems to be contagious.

From one person crying to a group of people crying.

Finally, an army of people was crying.

Yu Zi, who was sitting on the horse, was swaying slightly.

At this time, the general's armor moved.

Douchun turned towards the crowd.

Revealing a snow-white skull.

The mouth of this skull opens and closes, but the sound it makes is familiar to everyone: "Are you attending my funeral?"
Chapter completed!