They are also He Lingchuan's relatives and old friends in the city.
The last time he returned to Shuqin Academy, Xu Shichu picked five kilograms of home-grown beans and eggplants and gave them to him.
But at this moment, the red shadow in the pool reappeared and swallowed the blood dripped by Zhong Shengguang.
Chaos disappeared with a flick of its tail, its movements unprecedentedly agile.
This means that Dafang Hu agreed to his request?
When Zhong Shengguang saw this, he looked relieved.
He pulled out the long knife from his waist and pointed it at the south gate and at the enemy who was getting closer and closer:
"Everyone will obey the order!"
The surrounding soldiers responded in unison with "Here".
"Protect me Panlong, the city is still there!" Zhong Shengguang's eyes turned red. This deafening roar echoed over Panlong City, "Kill!"
His blade reflected the light of the torch, and He Lingchuan recognized the dragon head on the handle at a glance.
This is what the Fusheng Knife looked like back then.
The soldiers of Panlong City grasped their weapons, followed Commander Zhong, and launched the final charge against the enemy.
The city is where the people are.
The city dies and the people die.
In this war of blood and fire, at the last moment of Panlong City's thirty-two-year history, they used their lives to fulfill their oath on the first day of joining the Panlong Army.
Everything that happened after that was irreversible, and it was the ending that He Lingchuan least wanted to see.
He thought he couldn't bear to see it in person, but in fact, he read it carefully and engraved every detail in his mind.
Be calm, objective and careful.
He saw a lot of things and found a lot of answers.
As recorded in the history books, Panlong City was destroyed and all the people were slaughtered, leaving no one alive.
Bega's army dug three feet into the city, but could not find the large square pot.
Three days later, strong winds began to blow in the Panlong Wasteland, and the Three Corpse Insects were rampant.
The huge Panlong Wasteland turned into a desert with howling winds, while Panlong City was hidden under the vast yellow sand and turned into a ghost town.
Before today, He Lingchuan always thought that the wild sand season in Panlong Desert was caused by Dafang Hu;
Only now did he understand that it all started with Zhong Shengguang!
After his death, with the help of Dafang Hu, he immediately became a demon and even changed the rules of Panlong Wasteland, using violent wind and sand to protect Panlong City and Dafang Hu.
Whether in life or in death, his faith never wavered.
After one hundred and fifty years like this, he finally waited for the inheritor of the fire and the next owner of the sacred bone necklace:
He Lingchuan.
Therefore, it was not an accident that He Lingchuan entered the Coiling Dragon Fantasy Land for the first time and the black dragon statue revived.
Zhong Shengguang used the most extreme method to protect Dafanghu alone for more than 150 years. It was not until He Lingchuan appeared that he entrusted Dafanghu and Panlong City to him.
This indeed seemed like something that Zhong Shengguang, whom He Lingchuan recognized, would do.
The illusion before my eyes faded away like a tide.
He Lingchuan opened his eyes and found that he was still standing on Chaos' back, but the giant thing had floated to the surface of the sea and was no longer swimming.
Chapter completed!