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So many people died for him, Chen Liuhe, and more than half of the entire Douzhan Hall was lost. Only the four war kings of the Douzhan Hall were still alive, and the rest all gave their lives.

The losses suffered by Prince Liang's Mansion were even more severe. In this battle, at least a dozen strong men who were half a step above the throne were killed.

This price is too huge, so huge that it is suffocating.

And all this, he could only watch helplessly. He saw with his own eyes the people who fought for him fell into a pool of blood, and their lives were ruthlessly harvested.

There was nothing he could do, he couldn't change anything.

Although he had tried his best to kill the enemy and fight hard.

However, his strength was too weak after all. He could not turn the tide like he once did, and he could not save anyone's life.

This kind of vivid pain and tragedy caused him to suffer and suffer, and his mental self-blame was unimaginable.

Those people were not killed by him, but more like they were killed by him. They all died because of him.

At this moment, Chen Liuhe felt that he was carrying the lives of countless people, and he could hardly breathe under the pressure.

"Don't think too much about useless things. If you really feel pain and guilt, the only thing you can do is live well."

Liang Zhenlong seemed to have seen through Chen Liuhe's inner pain and said: "They all died so that you could live. The best way you can repay them is to live and avenge them!"

"I remember all these bloody debts more clearly than any other incident."

Chen Liuhe said through gritted teeth, his face distorted and his eyes full of ferociousness. He was so emotional that he seemed to be on the edge of madness.

Liang Zhenlong took a deep look at Chen Liuhe, turned around and walked towards Prince Liang's Mansion without saying anything more.

Zhu Yuelou didn't know when she left. She didn't leave a word when she left, let alone say hello to Liang Zhenlong. The whole thing seemed to have nothing to do with her.

In fact, she didn't need Liang Zhenlong to thank her at all, let alone Liang Zhenlong's favor to her. To her, those would only make her feel ridiculous and disgusting.

As for what she is thinking in her heart, I am afraid only she knows.

A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. This sentence is perfect for Zhu Yuelou.

When he arrived at the gate of Prince Liang's Mansion, Liang Zhenlong paused. He turned around and looked at the extremely messy and tragic scene in front of him. The pools of blood on the ground had not been washed away by anyone, and the strong smell of blood lingered there.

Spreading over the entire area.

Liang Zhenlong's eyes slowly scanned, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

He maintained this posture for nearly a minute, then slowly turned around and stepped into Prince Liang's mansion.

As for what he was thinking, no one knew, but the murderous intention was probably overwhelming.

There were still many people outside Prince Liang's Mansion. Some were moving corpses and some were treating the wounded. However, with so many people gathered, it was unusually quiet.

There was an endless sadness and pain permeating the air. That kind of pain was unspeakable and uncomfortable. Everyone's chest was feeling clogged, and it was extremely dull.

Today will be a day that both Prince Liang and Douzhan Palace will remember forever. They will never forget this day!

This is a great shame and humiliation, this is a blood feud!

"Let's go."

Nu Xiu patted Chen Liuhe on the shoulder and said softly.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath, feeling extremely sad and unable to extricate himself. The self-blame and guilt were beyond words.

"Don't think too much. Since you are alive, live well. This is the only thing you can live up to."

Nu Xiu's words were serious and thoughtful, and he was trying his best to suppress the grief, anger and sadness in his heart.

Human beings are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless?

Although both Nu Xiu and Chen Liuhe are used to seeing miserable people.

But these people who died all died because of them.

They simply cannot remain indifferent.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath with great effort.

He smiled miserably and immediately walked in a certain direction.

On the ground, there was a pile of broken and blurred flesh and blood, as well as a few scattered strands of cloth. These were all left behind after the old monster from Montenegro blew himself up.

After the old monster from Montenegro exploded, not even a single intact bone was left...

Chen Liuhe paused and slowly picked up these things.

After looking at Nu Xiu, Chen Liuhe said: "Old man, I want to erect a tombstone for the old monster from Black Mountain. Where do you think it should be set up?"

Nuxiu looked dull and said: "These bones and pieces of clothing can be buried anywhere. It can be considered as a rest in the ground."

"Forget about the tombstone, it's meaningless. Just set up a memorial tablet in the tavern where he stayed for decades for the convenience of worship."

Nu Xiu said solemnly that the death of the old monster from Black Mountain deeply touched his heart, and sadness was inevitable.

"Old man, tell me, so many people died for me, are they worth it?

These dead people have nothing to do with me, they don’t even know me, they have never met me, it’s not worth it for them to die for me, it’s so worthless.”

Chen Liuhe said softly.

"As I live, am I considered a sinner?

Does this count as living on their corpses and living in an ignoble way?"

Chen Liuhe laughed self-deprecatingly: "Old man, this is the first time I've discovered that I am so selfish.

It's me who deserves to die, not them.

From beginning to end, it has nothing to do with them."

"Help them take revenge, and one day kill everyone who committed the crime today, leaving no one behind!"

Nu Xiu said word for word.

Chen Liuhe looked up at Nu Xiu and said, "If I don't die, they will definitely die.

This is inevitable and there is no possibility of changing it! They and I will fight until death!"

Chen Liuhe found Wang Xiao with the pieces of meat and bones he picked up from the ground, and expressed his idea. He wanted to bury the remains of the old monster from Black Mountain in the land of Prince Liang's palace.

In this way, it can at least ensure peace and tranquility after the death of the old monster from Montenegro.

In this regard, Wang Xiao nodded in agreement. The old ghost from Heishan was the hero of this battle and qualified to be buried in Prince Liang's Mansion.

In Prince Liang's Mansion, Chen Liuhe personally buried the old monster from Black Mountain without setting up a monument or even a soil bag.

Later, he wanted to personally go to the tavern where the old monster from Black Mountain had lived for decades, and wanted to personally set up a memorial tablet for the old monster from Black Mountain.

However, considering his current dangerous situation, he must not be allowed to leave Prince Liang's Mansion alone, otherwise uncontrollable dangers may easily arise.

Therefore, Chen Liuhe gave up the idea and entrusted Wang Xiao to handle it, and Wang Xiao agreed without hesitation.

Even if Chen Liuhe's life was not valuable, it has become extremely valuable now.
Chapter completed!