The blowing north wind blows on the face like a knife. Yang Nanzhong took off a wine gourd from his waist and drank a few sips. The taste was extremely bitter and had a fishy smell, but after drinking it, it was as if a ball of fire went down his throat and entered his belly, and his body felt slightly warm. stand up.
The gourd is not filled with wine, but with barbarian blood!
During the march, unless there is a critical moment, try not to use righteousness to protect the body. This is the experience of the military.
Because you don’t know when you will get into a fierce battle, and you don’t know if just a little bit of righteousness will save your life or the life of your colleagues.
A little bit of wind, just blow it.
Yang Nanzhong was supposed to return to Tianbo City two days ago as planned, but he encountered a group of barbarian troops who broke through the fortress ahead, and they fought another fierce battle.
Win is win.
The toothless Jie Yuan and the soldier who was skilled in burning corpses were all dead, as well as other people. Now there were only six people following Yang Nanzhong, each with injuries on his body. As long as Yang Nanzhong closed his eyes, he seemed to see green flames igniting from the corpses of his colleagues.
Don't know when it will be my turn.
Yang Nanzhong has always seen wildfires burning, but he has never felt the spring breeze blowing again.
When did spring come to this northern region?
The great-grandmother said that Dongcang City would be the turning point and asked her to resign from the military and go to assist Wan Anbo.
Is this really reliable?
Just when Yang Nanzhong's thoughts were drifting away, a cavalry group came from the south and shouted from a distance: "But the young general? General Yang ordered us to come and respond."
…
As the sun sets, Chen Luo writes furiously in his study.
Even though he had watched countless remakes in his previous life, Chen Luo's heart was still filled with excitement when he rewrote it now.
Xiangyang City, Guo Jing guarded the city for twenty years. During the battle, three great masters, Huang Yaoshi, Yideng Master, and Zhou Botong, assisted in the defense of Xiangyang. Yang Guo, the god of heaven, killed Meng Ge Khan and repelled the Mongolian army...
The words "A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people" that was so famous in Changming Palace finally had a complete echo. After writing this chapter, Chen Luo let out a sigh of relief.
I don’t know what kind of reaction there will be after this article is spread all over the world.
After a little adjustment, Chen Luo started writing the last chapter of the book.
For those who don't understand, they will naturally think of this chapter as the final chapter of the book. The new Five Elites in the World are elected, and the martial arts masters retire to the world one after another.
But Chen Luo knew that the last few strokes of that page would connect what kind of story it was -
"Guo Xiang turned around and saw that Zhang Junbao was bleeding from the wound on his head, so he took out a handkerchief from his arms and bandaged it for him. Zhang Junbao was very grateful and was about to say thank you, but he saw tears shining in Guo Xiang's eyes, and she felt very strange. , I don’t know why she is sad, but she can’t express her thanks.”
Yang Guo said goodbye to everyone, took the little dragon girl's hand, side by side with the divine eagle, and retreated from the world.
"At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, the breeze was blowing the leaves, and the crows were chirping on the top of the tree. Guo Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, and tears came out of her eyes."
"Exactly: 'The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright; the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. I know when we will meet each other, but it is embarrassing at this time and this night.'"
Chen Luo wrote the last word and put pen to paper.
An instant ago, the familiar scene appeared again. The Yawen text on the original manuscript fell off the paper, forming a vortex of text in mid-air.
An object slowly flew out of the vortex.
"Shu Ling!"
Chen Luo is looking forward to it. According to his experience, every book spirit is equivalent to a treasure with a special function. The "Huashan Secret Realm" in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has benefited him a lot. The worldly aura is growing very fast. He doesn't know "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". What kind of book spirit treasure is "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?
After a moment, the book spirit flew out of the vortex of words intact.
The Yawen text also fell onto the paper again, and everything returned to normal.
Chen Luo looked at the book spirit suspended in mid-air with some doubts.
Why is it another stone?
A square rectangular stone was suspended in front of him. It seemed to have words engraved on it, but no spirit appeared.
"This is……"
Chen Luo took a closer look and saw four large characters clearly carved with a sword on the stone——
"Tomb of the Living Dead!"
tombstone?
What's the use?
Chen Luo reached out and grabbed the tombstone, but as soon as his hand touched the tombstone, something happened suddenly!
The tombstone expanded instantly and hit the ground heavily. Then, a large dark hole appeared on the ground behind the tombstone, and it was impossible to see the bottom at a glance.
At this moment, Chen Luo felt a mysterious call, asking him to walk into the big hole.
Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, but thinking that this was a book spirit that was connected with his own mind, he no longer hesitated and walked directly into the big hole.
In an instant, Chen Luo's figure disappeared from the room, and the tombstone and the black hole also flashed and disappeared.
Almost at the same time that Chen Luo and the tombstone disappeared, Yun Siyao rushed into the study.
She looked around and felt slightly.
"It's weird, my junior brother's aura has disappeared."
Yun Siyao flipped his wrist, and several jade-colored scales appeared in the air. Yun Siyao pointed his finger in the air, and the jade-colored scales collided with each other, and finally formed a strange arrangement.
Yun Siyao looked at the arrangement of the dragon scales intently, and was horrified: "How is it possible? There is no trace of the way of heaven?"
There is no trace of the way of heaven, there are only two possibilities, either there is a saint to cover it, or the person is dead.
But now, there is no saint in the world.
"Impossible! Impossible!" Yun Siyao's breath surged all over his body, and two crystal dragon horns emerged from his forehead.
"Tiandao, come out!"
"Yitian!"
In the sky above Dongcang City, a huge chessboard appeared, covering the entire Dongcang City!
In the art of playing the game of heaven, if one can defeat half a son of heaven with human power, one can gain the power of heaven.
…
Chen Luo's eyes flashed and he found himself standing in an underground stone chamber.
"Is this... inside the Tomb of the Living Dead?" Chen Luo was slightly startled, then a voice came from behind: "Lin Chaoying has met the Lord."
Chen Luo turned around and saw a beautiful woman in her twenties, dressed in a red dress, saluting him. The woman's eyebrows were like swords, her eyes were like stars, and she exuded a brave and heroic spirit.
"Lin Chaoying..." Chen Luo asked doubtfully, "Why don't you see me outside?"
"This place is the tomb of the living dead. Chaoying's body is full of death energy and cannot be seen in the outside world." Lin Chaoying replied coldly.
As expected, just like the description in the book, she is a top tsundere. If it weren't for the relationship between Shu Ling and his master, he would probably be too lazy to talk to himself.
Chen Luo didn't want to get angry with a book spirit, so he continued to ask: "What is the role of the ancient tomb book spirit?"
Lin Chaoying said expressionlessly: "The ancient tomb is a large storage space that allows living people of a corresponding number and level to enter. After entering, the whole body will be covered with a layer of death energy, allowing Heaven to judge that the person is dead. You won’t be tracked and investigated!”
"In addition, the ancient tomb has the power of space. In addition to the entrance to the tombstone, it can also open another exit to facilitate the Lord's escape!"
"But if you want to open another exit, you need to consume the red dust energy in the Lord's body as energy."
"Huh? How to do it?" Chen Luo asked, this may be a life-saving trick.
At this time, Lin Chaoying hesitated slightly, walked up to Chen Luo, and suddenly reached out and took Chen Luo's hand.
Chen Luo: (?｀?Д?′)!!
However, Chen Luo soon discovered that the worldly aura in his body was rushing towards Lin Chaoying.
Lin Chaoying said: "Which direction is my lord going?"
Chen Luo thought for a while: North.
Lin Chaoying nodded and held Chen Luo's hand towards the north. With every step he took, Chen Luo felt that the entire Tomb of the Living Dead seemed to be extending infinitely.
But it sucks so much!
After walking for less than a moment, Chen Luo quickly shouted: "Okay, okay, I can't smoke anymore."
Lin Chaoying immediately let go of his hand and took two steps back. He pointed at the exit of the tomb: "My lord, if you go out from here, there will be a new exit."
"If you want to come back, just come in through that exit again."
Chen Luo nodded, not knowing where he was. In such a short time, he should be inside Dayeling.
Check it out a little, and if it doesn't work, run away.
Chen Luo made up his mind and walked out of the tomb.
…
The desolate grassland was covered with white frost. Suddenly a black hole appeared on the ground, and a head poked out from the black hole.
It was Chen Luo.
Chen Luo jumped lightly, jumped out of the black hole, and landed on the grassland, but at this time, he was still exuding a thin layer of black energy.
Lin Chaoying had just reminded him that this was the death energy of the tomb, and it would remain there for some time after he left the tomb.
The moment Chen Luo jumped out, the black hole quickly disappeared.
Chen Luo looked around the surrounding environment and frowned slightly.
Weird, why does the sky feel broken and full of cracks?
Also, this air feels a bit hazy when I breathe it in, making it hard to breathe.
What is that red crescent in the sky?
Chen Luo was shocked.
Damn it!
Split the sky and blood moon!
This is under a barbaric world!
etc.
Chen Luo glanced at the tomb death aura on his body.
If even Tiandao thought I was dead, then would Mantian not be able to find me at all?
Why?
Why?
This wave...
Stealing a home?
Chen Luo suddenly remembered a classic song in his mind——
"Tunnel battle hey tunnel battle!"
"We have millions of troops in ambush!"
Chen Luo calmed down and decided to stop here today. He would go back and plan carefully!
Tomb of the Living Dead, big baby!
Take it back and show it to Sixth Senior Sister!
Chen Luo thought, and the entrance to the tombstone appeared again. Chen Luo jumped in.
Just at the moment when the black hole disappeared, Chen Luo vaguely heard a roar coming from the plains——
"Lang Feixian, don't run away if you have the guts!"
…
Dongcang City.
The tombstone of the Tomb of the Living Dead appeared in the study. Chen Luo jumped out of the black hole and saw Yun Siyao's back. He was overjoyed: "Sixth Senior Sister, let me show you a big treasure... Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, Chen Luo discovered that Yun Siyao's aura was weak, and there was a strand of snow-white in his waterfall-like hair.
When Na Yun Siyao heard the figure, he opened his eyes, looked at Chen Luo, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.
The chessboard covering Dongcang City disappeared.
Chen Luo stepped forward nervously: "Senior sister, you..."
Yun Siyao looked at Chen Luo standing in front of him, stretched out his hand and touched Chen Luo's face: "Are you not dead?"
"No! It's because..."
"Asshole!" Yun Siyao shouted, slapping Chen Luo with his hand, and finally stopped on the side of Chen Luo's face.
Chen Luo looked at Yun Siyao with confusion on his face. Yun Siyao threw himself into Chen Luo's arms, hugged Chen Luo, and finally swallowed more.
"I thought you were dead!"
"You scared me to death!"
"Don't do this next time..."
At this moment, Mr. Zhulin Liu, who had played against the master of chess for thirteen consecutive games without changing his expression, and who was a semi-sage but calm and calm even after life and death, was crying like a teenage girl...
…
Xiao Qi silently put away the photo charm at the door!
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