——He couldn't understand. Or maybe he hadn't thought about it this way before, and now he needed an answer.
The medicinal effect is still gurgling into the sea of qi. Can it be said that his power is not strong? I'm afraid it will be difficult, he is already very strong. But why can't he, who is so strong, save himself from such a decline?
He used to be obsessed with power. But now, for the first time, he was doubting his previous beliefs.
Especially when he saw the remnant soldiers retreating on the other side of the mist. As if the last disastrous defeat was right in front of him, he couldn't help but squeeze the halberd shaft tightly and then let it go.
"If everything was wrong before...then what is right..."
A question passed through the headwind and reached the nerves of Su Jiuqin and Lu Dingmo.
"What do you mean by this?" they both asked in unison.
They remained vigilant. However, they found that Jiuchongquan had lost its fighting spirit, so they did not attack rashly.
In front of me, the wild beast that was so crazy just now suddenly became so silent. Naturally, the two of them had no way of knowing what had happened to him, so they could only prepare for it.
The misty smoke reflects the flames of war on the other side.
The misty haze of light lingers with the aftertaste of detachment and unreality. Jiuchongquan's vision suddenly became blurry and clear, his fingers slid over and there was a "clang" sound, and the blood halberd spun and fell to the ground.
There was a dazzling beacon in front of him. The orange-red light made him seem to be standing under the warship that exploded in Shuanggan Town that night again.
The tip of my nose seemed to be still contaminated with the smell of river water, and my body was burning fiercely from the inside out. The last look was of those young people who didn't know the heights of the world and resolutely detonated the oil barrels.
At that time, he had sneered at them, but he secretly had a sense of respect in his heart.
This kind of stupid decision would have been something he would have absolutely scorned in the past. What he pursues is the blood flowing from victory, and the morality in his ears is just a touch of unnecessary irony.
but. Now it seems that it is this group of people whom I look down upon that have caused me to experience great failures again and again.
What on earth is this...why?
At this moment, a whistle that penetrated the mountain suddenly came to his ears. The strong wind sent a chill down his back.
Immediately afterwards, like an overwhelming force, everyone from the Wine Alliance gathered to fight, pouring into the battlefield one after another!
He looked over there tiredly from the corner of his eye. It was no surprise that under the ruins and rocks gathered at a high place, countless people were shouting, and the people from the three religions who were fighting earlier surrounded Jiuche Xiaoying.
Jiuche Xiaoying was extremely horrified. The battle situation was not advantageous, and the hearts that were already timid about retreating, the wine alliance that was intercepted at this moment made the final decision.
At this moment, many people had almost forgotten their dignity as elites, abandoned their armor and helmets and fled in all directions.
"Anyone who wants to surrender should immediately drop his weapon and surrender, otherwise he will avoid death!"
Subiezhi and others also saw the vigorous reinforcements and immediately shouted loudly. This batch of combat power is much higher than the previous ones, so we can't just let it go.
Many people who were still hesitating immediately dropped their weapons after hearing this and stretched out their hands to surrender to the nearest people from the three religions.
The battle situation changed again in an instant. The sound of fighting suddenly subsided a lot, and a wave of surrender suddenly spread.
The people of the three religions are still based on compassion. When they see people crying and surrendering, most of the time they will not attack, but they will be tied up and escorted on the spot.
Subiezhi and Xiaowanhu drew their swords at the same time. Immediately as the energy subsided, the whirlpool in the sky slowly subsided with the wind.
"Ah... I'm so tired. It's finally over." Xiao Wanhu put her knife back into its sheath and rubbed each other's arms.
Subiezhi snorted, half-smiling but not smiling. He glanced through the crowd at the silent hill ruins in the distance, and then looked at the huge wine flag.
Under the flag is the face he hasn't seen for a long time - Jue Tongjun.
But on the mountain, among the rocks, it was extremely clear who would win and who would lose.
Jiuchongquan meditated alone, while Su Jiuqin and the two watched carefully. When the smoke cleared, they could see clearly what was happening at the bottom of the mountain.
After a long time, the two heard Jiuchongquan's deep voice:
"You...won again."
Lu Dingmo shrugged. Neither of them spoke, not knowing what Jiuchongquan meant by saying this.
The mark of blood evil on Jiuchongquan's body is slowly dissipating. There were black and red evil spirits rising from the muscles, like sweat that was constantly evaporating.
After he finished speaking, he slowly picked up the halberd on the ground. He turned around and took a look. Behind him were two pairs of eyes staring intently at him.
Jiuchongquan looked very tired. He just thought a lot. He figured it out.
"You won this time...you should win next time, right?" He asked calmly.
Lu Dingmo and Su Jiuqin were a little confused by his inexplicable question. Lu Dingmo shook his head: "How can you say anything about victory or defeat?"
"It's not nonsense..." Jiuchongquan also shook his head. "You can win, I know it very well."
Su Jiuqin and Lu Dingmo looked at each other. Looking back, Su Jiuqin couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean by this? If you plan to surrender, there is no need to be so round and round."
Jiuchongquan sighed: "I don't intend to surrender. I will continue to fight you, but I can't win."
Seeing him speak like a lunatic, both of them felt a little strange. Could it be that the battle just now damaged his brain, which is why he is talking about this mysteriously now?
"This time... let me take them away. I will come again next time, and that will be my last battle."
Unexpectedly, Jiuchongquan turned his face indifferently and said calmly.
The overwhelming battle situation, together with the firelight, was reflected in his pupils, which kept beating. Lu, Ding and Mo couldn't help but be surprised. They couldn't make up their minds for such a request from him.
"You massacred many disciples in my academy. How will you settle this debt?" Lu Dingmo asked coldly.
Jiuchongquan turned around and looked directly at Lu Dingmo: "There is no big difference between dying this time and dying next time. It's okay if you want my life, but I have to wait until next time to give it to you."
"Are you crazy?" Su Jiuqin couldn't bear it anymore and asked loudly.
"...No. I finally understand...I know the path I should pursue."
Silence fell.
At the foot of the mountain, shrinking back and forth, the encirclement becomes smaller and smaller.
Across the noisy beacon fire, everyone in the wine alliance shouted loudly and gathered the remaining Jiuche owl shadows together in one go.
"Take my whip! Hey!"
The sound of the galloping wind immediately knocked down the remaining soldiers who could not escape. Bai Hao looked extremely proud, retracting the shiny silver whip, looking cute and sassy.
Jue Tongjun smiled. It seemed that his previous worries were indeed unfounded.
The melting moonlight energy was swirling in the palm of his hand. The bright light flew away, and countless rebels who tried to block the passage were killed by his hands.
