Battling Records of the Chosen One [The Prodigies War] MTL - Chapter 741
[Chapter 734]
in a mountain pass.
Lin Xun was bandaging Abi’s wound, Abi stared at him blankly, and suddenly asked, “Why do you still want to save me? I just want to be free, life is too painful, I don’t want to have to spend all the time in the future. Hearing the bad news from a friend…”
Lin Xun said casually, “Whether it’s revenge, or changing all the pain you’ve endured, there is only hope in life.”
“Hope?”
Abi smiled bitterly, “For thousands of years, the empire has Who can change all this?”
“It will change one day.” Lin Xun said calmly.
“Do you believe it?” Abby asked.
Lin Xun looked at Abi’s eyes seriously and said, “You also know that for thousands of years, many imperial cultivators have fought here. If they had given up, do you think there would still be an empire today? Is it the situation?”
“Hehe, I didn’t expect you to think about the world and think about the people of the empire. You really underestimated your ambitions before.” Abi sneered.
“I don’t have such a noble consciousness.”
Lin Xun shrugged, and then thought, “I’m just like you, I don’t want to see the painful things you’ve experienced continue to happen again…” At the
end, he said softly. A sigh: “You are very painful, and the other soldiers in the empire are also like this, but who dares to give up lightly? Do you remember that sentence, Zi Yaohua is not defeated because of blood killing, and the empire survives because of battles!
” Bi was silent for a moment, patted her butt and stood up, with a wild and beautiful face with a smirk: “You are really not a good lobbyist, discussing family and country affairs with a woman, you think I will care. Is it?”
“At least as long as you don’t die, I won’t waste my energy.”
Lin Xun also got up and said casually, “I don’t have many friends in Camp No. 7. If you die, what will you experience now? Pain will inevitably fall on me, so, as a friend, of course I will not watch you die.”
Abi was stunned, suddenly stretched out her arms silently, and hugged Lin Xun tightly. After a long time, she murmured in a low voice, “Thank you, little white face.”
…
Abi has recovered from this day. It’s normal, no longer take your life to fight like before.
Lin Xun was not happy at all.
The situation on the battlefield of blood murder is becoming more and more turbulent and tense, with wind and rain everywhere, and various bad news can often be heard from the battlefield in the camp.
“Old Huang went out to perform a mission, and he has already suffered…” On
this day, Lin Xun was about to go to the camp’s guard leader Lao Huang for a drink
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, but heard such a bad news from Lu Wenting.
Lin Xun was stunned for a long time, then turned away in silence.
Another friend left.
That night, Lin Xun drank a lot by himself, and remembered the first time he and Lao Huang drank in a tavern.
“My lord, do you know, I’ve been in this bloody battlefield for five years, five years, the companions around me have changed batch after batch, familiar, unfamiliar, and now, I am almost I forgot who I should remember.”
“Other people say that my life is tough and I haven’t died in five years, which is like a miracle, but I know that my mother is just afraid of death, so every time I fight, I do my best. I managed to keep myself alive by all means so that I can survive until now…”
“However, it’s too painful to live like this! The first thought when I wake up every day is, how to live the past! What the hell cares about the future and the future?”
“Hey, there’s no way, who made this a battlefield of blood murder? Death happens all the time. Maybe one day, I…I…also…”
Lao Huang’s drunken voice seemed to be still in his ears, but others did not. already left.
In the darkness of the night, there was a sigh in Lin Xun’s house: “Old Huang, your mother is a crow’s mouth…”
The next morning, Lin Xun left the camp.
…
Blood-killing battlefield, blood-drinking land.
A team of witches and barbarians with a size of hundreds of people is on its way.
Although the number of people in this team is small, they are all elites, and there are five strong people in the enlightenment realm sitting in it!
Their goal was to attack a team of loose cultivators at Imperial Camp VI.
“Stop!”
Suddenly, the head of a spiritual powerhouse narrowed his eyes and saw a figure standing on the road from a distance.
It was a young man, wearing a moon-white gown, with black hair hanging down from his waist, his hands behind his back, his eyes staring blankly at the sky in the distance, as if he was in a daze.
The blood-drinking land was a bloody area a long time ago. There were countless bloody battles between witches and barbarians and imperial cultivators.
But today, there is a young man standing there alone, with a casual manner, which seems too abnormal.
The leader of this Wuman powerhouse team is a ruthless character from the Huoman lineage. His name is Yan Jiuge. He is well-informed and experienced.
“Everyone, be careful!”
Yan Jiuge felt a strong sense of unease in his heart, and made a decisive decision to stop the team.
“Sir, it’s just a young human race, and it was destroyed casually. What are you worried about
?
”
“You know shit!”
Yan Jiuge scolded, his expression became more solemn, he always felt that the young man in the distance was a little familiar, but he couldn’t remember it.
“Hmph, if Lin Twelve is here, it would be worth our attention, but this guy doesn’t even have a bow and arrow in his hands…”
The Wuman powerhouse was a little disapproving.
But as soon as he said these words, it was like a thunderbolt, which made Yan Jiuge’s face change greatly. He finally remembered why he felt that the young man in the distance was a little familiar.
This guy is almost exactly the same as the legendary Lin Twelve!
The only difference is that it lacks the big bone bow and a dark and terrifying divine arrow that is famous for the blood-killing battlefield!
“No, go back!”
Yan Jiuge shouted.
He was sure that the young man must be Lin Shishi, even if the latter did not carry a bow and arrow this time, but just because of his “monstrous reputation”, Yan Jiuge felt terrified!
What’s more, if a person like Lin Twelve dares to appear here alone, how could he have come to die?
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Yan Jiuge felt in his heart.
“Sir, what’s the matter with you?”
“Retire? Why do you want to retreat?”
Seeing Yan Jiuge’s reaction so strongly, the other Wuman powerhouses in this team were a little stunned, wondering how big a boy would be. threaten.
But Yan Jiuge
had already escaped, and he was like a gust of wind, shouting angrily while fleeing: “A bunch of idiots, that guy is Lin XII! Are you waiting to die?”
The Wuman powerhouses in the team were all dumbfounded, but that guy is really… Lin XII?
“Flee!”
Noticing that something was wrong, UUkanshu www.sonicmtl.com These shaman and barbarian powerhouses did not fight, and immediately fled.
No way, Lin Twelve is now in the Wuman camp, and is simply synonymous with “young devil”.
The rumors about him can even make the king of life and death uneasy!
Under such circumstances, who has the courage to stay?
It’s just that although they responded quickly, it was already a step too late.
Hearing a roar like a thunderous sound, it suddenly resounded in this world.
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ps: This chapter is a little short, and there is a second update in the evening. Today, many children’s shoes have finished their annual leave and are starting to return to work. I believe that the taste must be unpleasant. I am also, tired and tired, just like primary school students after the holiday do not want to. Just like going to school…
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