Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1283

[Chapter 1276 Draw the sword out of the mountain]

Among those faces, there are familiar ones, some deja vu, and even more unfamiliar ones.

In the wind and snow, they held torches and shouted persistently: “Please come out of the mountain!” The

world is chaotic, and the cool environment is in dire straits. Only when Xia Qingchen comes out of the mountain can save the people in the cool environment.

Xia Qingchen was silent, tapped his toes, and fell back to the ground.

“Tell them that there are no gods of war in the world, let them all go away.” Xia Qingchen stepped into the thatched hut, closed the door, and entered the meditation retreat again.

When King Liang went against the world and had to execute him, the God of War had already died.

The one who survived was Xiahou of Zhongyunjing.

“Yes!”

The guard in front of the door sighed in his heart, and when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he told Xia Qingchen: “Everyone, please go away. Your lord will go back to the mountains, and don’t ask about the dust. Why should you be persistent?”

Jun Qiye bowed and said: ” Please tell Xiahou that hundreds of millions of living beings in the cool realm are in dire straits, waiting for him to save them.” The

guard asked with a blank face, “Xiahou has changed his ways, and he doesn’t even count the people of the cool realm, so what is his obligation to save the people in the cool realm? ”

This

Jun Qiye and the others were silent.

Yes, they have always asked Xia Qingchen to protect Liangjing’s wishful thinking, but does he have obligations and responsibilities?

What’s more, in the past, he was treated by King Liang so that he was disheartened and left his realm.

Now that Liangjing is in trouble, and they ask Xia Qingchen to come back to save them, don’t you think it’s too much?

“Let’s all go away, since the adults have gone to the mountains and forests, why do you have to be hard on others?” The guard said earnestly.

Jun Qiye was silent, he turned around and looked at the torches behind him, his face to the horizon, his heart was conflicted.

He really didn’t want to disturb Xia Qingchen, but if Xia Qingchen didn’t get out, what would the common people do?

After pondering for a long time, he slowly bent his left knee, and actually knelt down on one knee: “Please come out of the mountain!” Shi Yanhu, who came with him, changed his face, and immediately went to help: ” Palace

master, no!”

How old are you, how can you easily bow down to people?

The rest of the people stepped forward to help and shouted.

Jun Qiye was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless: “If the God of War does not appear in one day, this old man will not be able to kneel until the mountains and rivers in Liangjing are broken.”

Putong –

the sound of kneeling heavily came, it was actually Saturday Fang, Yazun Yaobu Regret, all got down on one knee.

“Please, God of War come out!” They looked equally determined.

Today, the only person who can compete with Nu Tianyi is Xia Qingchen!

If he does not leave, the world is uncertain.

Seeing this, Shi Yanhu and the others also knelt down and shouted loudly, “Wait, please kneel and ask the God of War to come out of the mountain!”

Baili Liangren, holding torches, knelt down on one knee.

The wind is bigger.

Snow, more abundant.

In the gust of wind and the snow, they all knelt down and shouted like a tsunami: “Kneel down and ask the God of War to come out of the mountain!”

That scene shook people’s hearts violently.

Thousands of people, kneel and invite a hidden god of war to come out and save the people!

Throughout the ages, apart from Xia Qingchen, who else was there?

However, Xia Qingchen closed his eyes tightly and did not hear what was going on outside the window.

He is determined to cut off the connection with the world.

Da Da –

until a few fast horses, staring at the strong wind and snow coming.

“The old part of the God of War, see Mr. Xia!” Sang Yu led a thousand soldiers and arrived late despite the wind and snow: “God of War, I will send a letter at the command of Commander Bai.”

Xia Qingchen slowly opened her eyes, Is it daytime?

I don’t know if he stayed away from the chaos in the southern border after he was deprived of the commander-in-chief.

As for his letter, you don’t need to think about it, you should know that it is to persuade him to come out of the mountains and fight for Liangjing, right?

After all, Bai Zhantian loves Southern Border like that, and is loyal to the cool realm.

He closed his eyes again, reluctant to ask.

Until Sang Yu knelt down sadly and shouted with tears in her eyes: “God of War, Commander Bai’s last words, please take a look!”

Those present did not know that Bai Zhantian had asked for orders for the people and committed suicide in front of the 400,000 army in the south of the building.

Sang Yu was also on the way to Wangchen Hill, and learned from the commander-in-chief guard who escaped from Tiannan City that Bai Zhantian had fallen.

What?

Bai Zhantian, dead?

The expressions of Jun Qiye, Saturday Fang, Yao Buhui and others all changed.

The commander who has shocked Lou Nan for many years, has he died in battle?

A great sadness revolved in their hearts, in Liangren’s hearts.

Bai Zhantian’s status in the southern border is equivalent to Xia Qingchen’s position in the cool realm.

Does his fall herald the decline of the cool realm?

Swish –

Sang Yu lowered her head, her tears were raining like rain, just as it was blurring, a gust of wind suddenly came.

The white snow in front of him flew up, blocking his sight.

In the blur, a blue brocade-clothed figure with hands behind his back stood in the swirling wind and snow.

“How did he die?” The voice of Jin Yi’s figure was a little hoarse, a little heavy, and a little lonely.

Xia Qingchen finally showed up.

It was difficult for him to accept the fact that the old commander who was willing to be the bearer and lift his feet for the sake of Liangjing died of martyrdom.

Sang Yu was excited, but even more sad: “The commander exchanged his own life for the lives of the 40,000 guards trapped in Tiannan City, and in front of the enemy, he reversed the star power and died!

” It completely blocked Xia Qingchen’s figure, and even blocked the expression on that face.

“Where’s his letter?”

Sang Yu offered it with both hands, and the letter was immediately swept away by a gust of cold wind and fell into Xia Qingchen’s hands.

After opening it, a letter with only a few lines came into view.

“When you read this letter, perhaps, I’m already dead.”

“I’m sorry, the old man is crippled, unable to follow in the footsteps of the God of War and protect the land of the southern border. It can only stop here.”

“The troops you have cultivated. , give it back to you, they are all potential elites, only you can continue to cultivate!”

“Finally, the god of war is tired, forget the cool environment, and rest well from now on.”

“That’s all, old man, go.”

It turned out that Bai Zhantian had already predicted that he would die with Tiannan City.

So before he died, he wrote a last letter and dispatched all Sangyu troops back to Xia Qingchen to arrange the funeral.

And at the end, Xia Qingchen’s calm heartstrings trembled slightly.

The old commander’s last words were not to let Xia Qingchen save the mountains and rivers in Liangjing, nor to protect hundreds of millions of people.

Instead, let Xia Qingchen rest.

Sang Yu’s face was covered in tears: “Sir, although Commander Bai died, his body has been standing on the Tiannan City Wall, facing Liangzhou City, and he will not fall down.”

“He is using his back to block the enemy for the southern border! ”

He said, but there was only the wind and snow in his ears, and there was no sound.

Looking up, in the whirling snow, where is Xia Qingchen’s figure?

“Where’s the God of War?”

“Where did your lord go?” The

crowd was full of surprise, they searched everywhere, but could no longer find Xia Qingchen’s figure.

Including the thatched cottage, inside, people go to the building!

Until a long time later, they came to the top of Wangchen Hill, above the snow peak.

In front of a snow tablet, there is a clear sword mark inside.

The Dayan Sword, which was once frozen here, disappeared without a trace, leaving only the remnants of the sword cry, which resounded faintly in the sky.

In August of the Shen year, Xia Qingchen, the god of war, drew his sword out of the mountain!

(I have something to do today, one update, and the remaining four will be passed on tomorrow)

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