However, when Yang Rui looked at these four people, they actually had a smile on their faces.
"You are all real men" Yang Rui groaned in his heart, he could deduce the general situation at that time from the tragic situation here, these four people must have been to protect the middle-aged man in front of them, using themselves as meat targets to block all these arrows At this time, the four souls were the first to float out.
The four of them looked at the scene in front of them, and they were so moved that they couldn't talk to themselves for a long time Yang Rui overtook them and wrote a talisman.
The four souls of "Please save Xinling" felt Yang Rui's strength, and they also felt the fluctuations of Dage's life.
Uncontrollable tears flowed down Manli's face, and she looked at the souls of these uncles, all of whom were once loyal subordinates of her uncle Dag, and were the most loyal warriors of Zhuo Sang, and each of them watched Manly grow up and accompany her through the long years They used their own strength to compose a lamentation, highlighting the true meaning of the word warrior.
They used their flesh and blood as a target, and blocked one arrow after another.
This is a group of bloody warriors, a group of brave men, a group of the most loyal subordinates, but at the same time, they are also the pioneers of greatness in the ordinary.
Whether they can afford the word hero Don't forget Mak Chun-hung, pure music "There shouldn't be anyone here anymore, he's not suitable for strenuous exercise, you find a place to hide, and I'll come back to pick you up later."
Yang Rui said.
"What about you" Manley sobbed, wiping a handful of tears, her voice hoarse.
Yang Rui glanced at the heroic spirits who were holding hands and were about to report in front of the Hades Palace, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
They bowed to Yang Rui and Manly through the void.
Yang Rui replied.
"I'm going to stop the tragedy from happening again, and by the way, finish what they haven't done" Yang Rui shook out a cigarette and took a slightly melancholy puff.
"Thank you, thank you," Manly didn't know how to express her gratitude in her heart.
"What I don't want to do, it's useless for you to beg me, what I want to do, you stop me, I still have to do it."
"It's what I want to do, so you don't have to say thank you."
Yang Rui's figure flashed and swept onto the locomotive. rumble The smoke kicked up blood-colored dust, and the locomotive followed the footprints and chased the wind.
Looking back, I looked at the Dao Heroic Spirit and the corpses all over the ground.
The dream suddenly flashed in his mind. flashed out, that broken blood-colored world, ruins and broken arms, constant wailing, Gobi beach, corpse mountains and sea of blood, mourning all over the wilderness Heroes, heroes, where are you going The mountains know, the flowing water knows.
This wind, this scene, this land, this day, know In the depths of the heart, It seems that there is a place, Silence forever.
The bleak whisper of a dream, Wreckage floating on the sea.
For Yang Rui, this is a group of great people, for faith, for the people, and for the country Military, an insignificant noun, But countless poets and writers have exhausted all the words, and they still can't describe the greatness.
Sometimes, Yang Rui always wonders if he is living too selfishly.
Compared with his eldest brother, just the identity of a soldier makes him unreachable Thick smoke billowed and roared to the sky, both hands let go of the car faucet, Yang Rui held a cigarette, tied up his hair, the endless wind swept the world at this moment, the wind howled, lifting his clothes to hunt, the speed of the locomotive reached an unprecedented speed, galloping along the way, leaving a trail of afterimages.
"What kind of speed is that?"
Dozens of alchemists galloped in front of them, and a roar sounded from far and near, and in an instant, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of them, and it disappeared in an instant, shocking all of them.
They are all the people of Zhuosang, and they are scattered cultivators in this area, and now they are going out of the mountains to support.
The clothes were flying, and the tires of the motorcycle that Yang Rui was riding had begun to smoke, showing signs of being on fire, and there were black burns everywhere the tires passed. rumble In the sky ahead, there was a black pressure, at least thousands of troops, rows of artillery bombarded the canyon, round after round, and the shells were exhausted.
"The sky is going to die, I believe in the tomb" The old man coughed up blood, behind him, there was an empty canyon, countless people of Xinling were embarrassed, leaning together with each other, their expressions were bleak, and the cries of children and women made people feel cold.
At the mouth of the canyon, a tall figure held a knife, and a person stood in front of the mouth of the valley, with a mountain of corpses piled up in front of him.
He was the second son of Kurban, Dawa.
"Dawa, who is worthy of being known as the first warrior of Zhuosang, can tear apart a five-grade powerhouse with his bare hands."
Bender frowned, and beside him stood an old man, the supreme commander of the operation.
"Archer Preparation" boom The sound of neat steps on the ground, and the sound of brushing echoed outside the canyon, and the momentum was amazing.
"Prepare" "Put" "Old horseman, there is a kind of rushing to the master, what kind of ability is it to shrink in it" Dawa roared, his bloody eyes were scarlet, he was like a wild beast, his body was stained with blood, and his legs and body were injured to varying degrees.
He guards the valley mouth alone, and he has the courage to be invincible "Hehe, Dawa Kurban, today is the day of the demise of your Kurban family," Bander's voice snorted.
Behind Dawa, the remaining two dozen or so alchemists stood up the barrier and guarded the people behind them, most of them were old people, women, and children.
"Grandpa Tara, are we going to die?"
a child whose eyes were red, Dag's son, less than seven years old, but strong enough not to cry.
Tara stroked the child's head with her palm, trembling and not knowing how to answer him for a moment.
"Even if we die, we will fight with them" At this time, an old man stood up from the ground in anger, and the crutch in his hand was actually broken by his force.
"Yes, instead of passively wasting time here, we should fight with them" Someone takes the lead, someone responds.
"Fight with them" Countless voices sounded at this time, and they had too much anger and resentment in their hearts, and they held back for too long.
But after all, they are just ordinary civilians, and the current situation is not useful if they are brave.
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"It's coming, everyone pay attention to dodge" Whoosh An overwhelming array of arrows, obscuring the clouds and the sun, shot towards the canyon.
"Go" Dawa roared wildly, and the protective qi was held up to the maximum.
"Drink" More than twenty Qi refiners drank in unison and held up the barrier again.
"Hmph, what about the first warrior of Zhuo Sang, it's not like it will be consumed alive by us" Bende sneered.
"It seems that I don't need the old man to make a move today."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled evilly.
Puff puff Countless arrows wrapped around Qi and shot down with a bang, among which there were many archers who refined the four grades of Qi, although Dawa was strong and had the courage to be invincible, but after all, he was only a mortal in flesh and blood, and the Qi in his body was almost exhausted
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