He Xiqing, who rushed into the Dudu Mansion, stumbled all the way.
No more, everything was gone, his soldiers were killing each other, and he himself was defeated. In just a few days, he had already lost everything.
It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this. He has just made his mark after breaking through the city overnight. His career has just started. He will keep going, keep going, keep going, until he conquers everything in sight. Here, become the real heaven!
But now, there is nothing.
"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..."
He Xiqing, who was completely charred, muttered to himself.
There shouldn't be any problems. He was obviously so brave and just entered. In order to continue to move forward and to continue climbing up, he had already made up his mind, even at any cost.
In order to gain military power, he was willing to submit to the Qingyang Tribe. In order to gain strength, he was willing to break taboos and embrace madness. In order to seize the real opportunity, he would never act emotionally. Even if his own brother was killed, he would remain silent. In order to wait for the opportunity to break the city with one blow and make him famous all over the world.
So, he has obviously paid so much, why is there still a problem?
Where did the monster that killed his brother come from? When did he provoke such a Sangmenxing? What kind of hatred existed between them that made the monster come to trouble him again and again?
What a joke, he didn't even know what that monster's name was.
"Could it be that God really wants me to die?"
He Xiqing was stunned.
Then, he shook his head.
There is no such thing, God will not let him die.
Green is the color of the sky, which is what his father told him before he died.
God is Him, and He is God.
In order to fulfill his father's last wish, in order to have the burning ambition in his heart, in order to prevent those grassland animals from calling him a bastard, in order to have everyone kneel in front of him.
He will do whatever it takes.
"Brother! Are you okay?"
The nine-foot-tall Murshu rushed out. It seemed that the punch just now could not stun the man who was as big as an iron tower for long. Behind Murshu were twelve personal guards of He Xiqing. Even in the face of horns and war drums, these powerful warriors held firm to their will and did not become lunatics who only knew how to kill.
After all, these personal guards were originally reserved by He Xiqing to deal with the special attack that the Qingyang Department might carry out on him.
Originally, among these people, there should be his younger brother He Xixuan.
But……
"Nothing but."
He Xiqing gritted his teeth.
"That's the price that has to be paid."
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
Murshu didn't hear He Xiqing's muttering clearly. He only knew that the eldest brother in front of him looked very scorched and black.
"Brother, are you okay? Why don't we leave first..."
"Are you the only ones left?"
He Xiqing raised his head and glanced at the soldiers loyal to him.
"Are you the only ones left?"
"...Yes, brother."
Murshu gritted his teeth and finally nodded in admission.
"The horns and war drums are too pertinent to the brothers. After all, everyone's spirits have been pressed on a tight string... But don't worry, brother, we will escort you away. As long as we come again, as long as we If we do it again, we will definitely make a comeback, we will definitely be able to..."
"Shh... don't make any noise yet."
He Xiqing made a silent gesture.
Then he raised his head and looked at Murshu in front of him.
And the twelve personal guards who persisted until this point.
"Mur Shu, and you, how many years have you been following me?"
"Eleven years, brother."
"Eight years."
"Brother, I have been with you for nine and a half years."
"Brother, although I have only been with you for six years, I am definitely the most loyal!"
The guards spoke one after another and reported the year they followed He Xiqing.
Although the situation is over, they are still extremely proud at this moment.
They are the strongest among the Qingyang tribe, they are the eagles in the blue sky, they are men among men, and they are the brothers of He Xiqing!
"Then, are you willing to fight and die for me?"
At this moment, He Xiqing's hands were trembling.
And these warriors all fell into silence.
Yes, dying in battle, when did they ever think about such a problem. Under the leadership of He Xiqing, they have always been victorious in every battle and have never failed. The omnipotent man can always lead them to achieve incredible results. They have never considered that they will die in battle.
Of course, this is not an issue that needs to be considered. After all, when they chose to follow He Xiqing and this eldest brother, they had already made the decision, right?
"Brother."
Taking a deep breath, the nine-foot-tall Murshu knelt down on one knee and lowered his head to the burnt black figure in front of him.
Even if the other party is already in despair.
"We are willing to die for you, no matter what."
"Well."
Poof——
Just when Murshu was about to stand up, a broken sharp blade pinned him to the ground.
"Varied……"
Mulshu subconsciously wanted to raise his head and protect himself in front of his elder brother - although he didn't know where the attack came from, at least at the last moment of his life, he could still use his useless With his huge body, he came to block the big brother...
"Huh?"
Using his last strength, Murshu, who was on the verge of death, finally saw the source of the sword light.
It was the sword that had been placed on his shoulder, that had been carried by his eldest brother.
"how come……"
At the end of his consciousness, Mulshu couldn't believe what he saw.
He Xiqing, holding two scimitars, was frantically hacking at the soldiers who were half kneeling on the ground.
The soldiers wanted to escape and block, but He Xiqing was too strong and too fast.
In just a moment, these powerful warriors who had survived the trumpets and war drums were already broken into corpses on the ground.
But not enough.
"Not enough, not enough."
"Not enough, not enough, not enough! Not enough! It's still too far!"
He Xiqing chopped at the corpses on the ground with all his strength, but no matter how he chopped, the dead corpses could not bring more evil aura from the weapons.
"I have paid so much! Why is it not enough!"
He Xiqing roared miserably, like a hungry ghost crawling out of hell.
But no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't see any living creatures for him to kill.
"No, that's not right."
As if remembering something, He Xiqing picked up two scimitars again.
"There are still living things, and there is another..."
Saying this, He Xiqing turned his two swords and aimed them at his ribs.
"There's one last living thing, there's one last one!"
Poof——
With his arms tightened, the man named He Xiqing stabbed his chest and abdomen forcefully.
With one stroke of his two knives, the crazy He Xiqing had already cut open his intestines and disembowelled himself. A large amount of internal organs mixed with fishy blood rolled out from the wound and flowed all over the floor - but that was all, He Xiqing Even if it wasn't enough, he simply passed the knife across his neck and cut half of it open.
Logically speaking, with such serious injuries, He Xiqing should have died quickly.
But he is still alive.
The bloody evil energy that couldn't find an outlet was swimming wildly in his body, and eventually turned into deformed wings made of thirteen broken limbs, exploding out of He Xiqing's left shoulder. But He Xiqing's right arm had a bloody mouth like a wolf and a dog, biting everything around him fiercely.
Even from the broken neck, another bloody head emerged, facing He Xiqing with eyes full of teeth.
This couldn't help but make He Xiqing laugh.
"Axuan, you're not dead!"
The bloody head was unable to make normal sounds, and could only chirp twice with its beak-like mouth as a response.
"Okay! Fly!"
After hearing the chirping of the bird's beak, He Xiqing couldn't help but nod his head.
"Then let us fly! Fly to the sky!"
Boom——
The wings made of fresh internal organs and pieces of flesh and blood hit the ground, and a big flesh-and-blood bird with a height of three feet rose from the ground. It smashed the roof of the Governor's Mansion and flew into the air!
Du Chengfeng, who was just about to go in, finally saw what he was about to face.
"What kind of monster is this..."
Looking at the big flesh-and-blood bird flying crookedly in mid-air, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but grit his teeth.
He seemed to know why Liu Yanran, the commander-in-chief of Jizhou's army, said that it was a disaster that swept the entire Youzhou when he was talking about the arsenal.
Just because now he has seen it with his own eyes.
I have seen this disaster that is about to sweep across Jizhou.
The existence of that kind of thing can already be called a disaster in itself.
"twitter!"
Just when Du Chengfeng raised his head, the big flesh-and-blood bird in mid-air had also spotted him.
Eyes facing each other.
“Ehehehehehe——”
Thirteen huge arms that were as dry as bird claws, wielding thirteen equally huge scimitars, slashed at Du Chengfeng's head.
