"That recruit, what are you running around!"

"Turn the things in your hand gently! Is there no veteran watching?"

"Hurry it!"

"The war may break out at any time. At that time, it will be a waste of life!"

"Have you checked the beacon tower?"

"hurry up!"

Kong Hongfang simply jumped directly above the city wall and roared.

His shouts can be heard everywhere in this long city.

Until everything stabilized, Kong Hong jumped off the city wall, sat next to the signal tower, picked up a medical book, and flipped it casually.

"What a mess I wrote!"

"Tianxingcao and Shuiyuefeng are cold in nature. Taking both at the same time will cause everyone to be ruined!"

"How should I treat it after I fell into a coma this time..."

"The blood of the demon master-level divine beast is guided by the flame fruit, the seven-star flower, the demon god's accompanying grass..."

Kong Hongfang held a blank piece of paper and kept writing words on it, and sometimes even checked some off.

Finally, looking at the complete list compiled, Kong Hongfang's mouth twitched slightly: "The conditions for recovery this time are too exaggerated..."

"Are you still using these books?"

Looking at the books that were densely recorded how to get along with their son-in-law, Kong Hongfang took a deep breath and looked at a soldier in the distance and shouted: "Come here!"

"Go on a business for me!"

"Go to the nearest city, find a bookstore and buy me a batch of books!"

"Well, that's the kind of way to get along with grandchildren!"

"Yes, the more, the better, more details!"

"Why are you still standing there? Go quickly!"

Seeing the soldier looking at him with a blank look on his face, Kong Hongfang kicked him in the butt.

All the soldiers' confusion, accompanied by this kick, were realized.

Without waiting for Kong Hongfang to speak, he turned around and ran away, disappearing on the city gate.

"Old Zhong is very harmful to others!"

Looking at these stupid soldiers, Kong Hongfang covered his head in annoyance.

Not far away, a Liujue deputy general saw this scene and walked behind Kong Hongfang.

These six awakenings looked over sixty years old, and their faces were covered with wind and frost.

He looked at Kong Hongfang with complicated eyes and said nothing.

"Uncle Huang?"

"You sit."

Looking at the general, Kong Hongfang was stunned for a moment, hurriedly got up and gave up his seat.

"You sit down."

"You are the guardian in this dome pass."

Uncle Huang shook his head and looked at Kong Hongfang with complicated eyes: "How long will you sleep this time?"

"I don't know, don't care!"

"A blink of an eye."

Kong Hongfang looked indifferent and grinned.

Looking at Kong Hongfang's appearance, a hint of heartache flashed in Uncle Huang's eyes, but it was well concealed. The skin on his vicissitudes of life only trembled slightly on his face.

"This time, let's waste the awakened objects."

"I believe that no matter how much the Moge pays, it will make you wake up again and respect your decision."

"You have paid enough."

He sighed lightly and spoke slowly.

Kong Hongfang's expression remained unchanged, and he was still smiling.

"Uncle Huang, what is giving?"

"Just because I am Baju?"

"So my efforts are called efforts. Can others only be considered hard work?"

"Yan Xiaosan, Wang Erniu, Li Tie..."

"I brought these soldiers out."

"They may only have four enlightenment, and even three enlightenment, but what they... have given is their life."

"Aren't they worth it?"

"Anyway, at least I'm still alive, I can stand here and chat with you."

"If everyone in the world thinks... I, Kong Hongfang, work hard and great, is really touching, then do you think it is fair to thousands of people like Yan Xiaosan?"

"I hope that what people remember is the efforts of the reserve, not me, Kong Hongfang."

"Because, I'm also a member of the reserve."

"Everyone on this wall is struggling for the ideal in his heart, so how can I be that deserter?"

"The world is in harmony... If I am the Eight Awakenings, I have to emphasize it separately..."

"Even if the human race wins in the end, this so-called harmony in the world is just a joke."

When he said this, Kong Hongfang's eyes kept looking into the distance.

Every busy figure on this city wall.

Some are already middle-aged, and some are still full of tenderness on their faces.

They will laugh and scold each other, push and yell, and even some old fry hiding in the corner to be lazy.

But there was no fear or retreat on their faces.

as if...

They are here, they... should stand here.

"Life-life is ebbing faster when you wake up..."

"It's really unavoidable?"

Uncle Huang was a little unwilling.

"able."

"Just wash off my eighth skill, that's fine."

"But in this case, how can I, Kong Hongfang, guard this Dome Pass?"

"Everything is life."

"Maybe, I, Kong Hongfang, have the fate here."

His hands stroked the city wall, his eyes were somber and he spoke softly.

Uncle Huang looked at his back and didn't speak for a long time. In the end, he only sighed and turned around and left.

Looking at Uncle Huang's figure as he left, a sad smile appeared on the corner of Kong Hongfang's mouth.

"You have been guarding this Dome Pass for a lifetime."

"Three sons, all died in battle..."

"Everyone is talking about my bitterness, but people like you..."

“So what?”

"In this world, we should not only judge our strength to judge our achievements..."

His smile was full of bitterness, and he looked at the demon realm in the distance, motionless.

It was not until a long time before he took a deep breath.

The sadness was swept away, and the eyes were sharp again.

"I Kong Hongfang..."

"How can you do it if you don't kill enough money every time you recover?"

"Demon Domain..."

"My Dome Pass..."
Chapter completed!