Yueya Mountain Village has been established for thousands of years, and has never seen such a disaster. The number one warrior, a symbol in the hearts of countless warriors, was defeated. This was a huge blow to confidence.
On top of the arrow tower of the village, there were densely packed warriors, but unfortunately they were all silent. They were originally as powerful as dragons, but now they were lifeless.
The person who made the move was always a young man, arrogant, arrogant, and very disdainful.
He was unparalleled in talent, holding a silver spear with mysterious runes outlined on it. He stood there like a noble man in troubled times, with rampant evil and evil spirits, as if he had never been taught a lesson.
"Wu Potian, do you want to die here? This young master will give you a chance to join my Qiangwei Village and become a slave warrior beside me. I hope you can break through and then stand up again, and you have unparalleled aura.
Forgive me, don’t you be ignorant? On the one hand, you will lose your life, on the other hand, you can make your own choice!"
The threat in his words was very obvious.
If Wu Potian really gave in to this wolf cub, then the confidence of the people in the village would really be gone, and they would be defeated like a mountain.
Subduing the enemy's troops without fighting is the secret of military strategism!
"Don't bow your head. You would rather die than bow your head. Uncle Wu, your back is the hardest. If you fall, our Yueya Village will really collapse. We can't fall!" Huzi burst into tears and clenched his fists.
Hold it, a few wisps of blood spread from between your palms
The cynical copycat boy realized the importance of strength for the first time.
Uncle Wu is an elder and often teaches and trains him. Sometimes he is very unconvinced.
It turns out that the elders’ principles are so difficult to understand. Maybe it’s a lifetime, maybe it’s just a moment in reality?
The enemy is obviously as young as Hu Zi, but he is unparalleled in strength and bravery in the world. Such a peerless general is really the focus of everyone's attention!
When will I, Huzi, be able to do this?
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Uncle Wu stood there, unruly and silent as a stone sculpture. His eyes were soaked by the heavy rain, and his life was being taken away by the endless and cruel gunfire.
In fact, as long as he said one word, he could live, but he gritted his teeth.
Why?
He has always been like this, only doing things silently.
Even though he became the leader of the hunting team in Crescent Moon Village, he was still that taciturn person. He would watch each youngster thrive in his hands, and would protect them silently. No matter how much he worked behind the scenes, he would never feel tired.
He is a stern person, but who can understand the gentleness in his eyes?
Men feared his majesty.
But who knows the hatred in his heart and the past behind him.
Back then, he was driven away from the strongest stronghold with his sword in hand. He was betrayed by his brothers. He was like a defeated dog, but he stood like a slave. His skills were all gone, his meridians were broken, and he was crushed into the soil. It was Crescent Moon that gave him
newborn.
Uncle Wu once swore, this is a man's oath and promise!
Never change!
He will be happy, even if his heart is as hard as stone.
But why should he be stubborn?
The enemy's iron spears made bloody marks on his body. It hurt!
He stands like a stone, and has never fallen. The man in Yueya Village has never seen him since he was born. He has always given his disciples a mountain-like back, and he has the majesty of a father.
It makes people...want to cry and feel distressed!
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"Why bother? You are such a courageous warrior. I have destroyed so many fortresses. I have never seen anyone as stubborn as you. Wu Potian, your reputation makes me respect you very much. I can give you more
An opportunity, after this copycat, this is my biggest concession, if you still don't agree, I will personally send you to hell and give you the last dignity of a martial artist!"
The charming and frivolous young man put down his iron gun and gave Wu Potian his final choice.
The silent Uncle Wu finally spoke, his voice that had been frozen for thousands of years revealed a sharpness, but it concealed his weakness and listlessness.
"Hunter, you are really good. You are extremely powerful. You are the most talented person in martial arts that I have ever seen in my life!" Uncle Wu murmured, as if he was awakening from the defeat of a brave man.
"But how could I lose? The glory of martial arts is engraved in my heart. I was betrayed by my true brother who made a covenant with me back then. I don't blame him, but I will not forgive him. I ran away from Yueya just to make him feel guilty.
But I was wrong. This kind of person will not feel guilty. In the end, Ankuang Shanzhai fell into his hands. Countless people I once swore to protect are all gone. I did something wrong. I regret it very much. If I had done that at that time,
Just hold on a little longer and it’ll be fine.”
"Young men, young girls, those who believe in me, they will all complain about me before they die... How can there be such a useless man like me?"
"So, I won't retreat. I don't want to make another mistake. I want to stay here. If I die, my soul will be here." Uncle Wu said more.
Why do things always go wrong in the end? Uncle Wu raised his head and looked at the vast and silent world with a confused look in his eyes.
He is going to die.
Die by gun!
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"Wu Potian, die!"
"There is no one who can hit him!" The evil young master shot him away.
Uncle Wu knelt on the ground, looking at them, at the village, and at the distance.
Huzi raised his face, tears and rain mixed together. He felt very uncomfortable. The heart-rending pain was like sharp knives, rolling restlessly in his mind.
"Uncle Wu, he's dead."
Behind the young man are countless silent men in the rain.
Each of them has been favored by Uncle Wu!
The evil master raised his blood-stained spear, his eyes as sharp as knives: "The one who surrenders will not be killed, otherwise he will die without a burial place!"
"The strongest man in your village has fallen. Do you still want to persevere? Hand over the remaining food from this hunt, and I will save you from death."
Some people were immediately shaken.
If you hand over half of the food, you can live. This may be good, but for some people in the village, it is very difficult.
Once this thought occurs, it is unstoppable!
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As a result, Hu Zi became angry in a rare way, with a ferocious look in the corner of his eyes, "Don't agree, it's absolutely impossible. What's the difference between this and becoming their slave? Do you want to live such a humble life?"
The evil young master laughed and shot the tiger away, "Where did this garbage come from? Did I let you speak?"
Huzi was like a kite with its string broken, with a big bloodstain on his chest, and his vitality was almost cut off.
The enemy's attack was really brutal, leaving almost no way for him to survive.
He is about to die, following in Uncle Wu's footsteps.
He looked at the men in the village, young and old, with pleading eyes, hoping that they would not bow their heads.
But those eyes receded.
Huzi was disappointed and dying.
"elder brother!"
"elder brother!"
A sound as clear and clear as a cuckoo weeping blood sounded, stirring up a dull and depressing atmosphere.
Zisu ran and ran desperately, tripping over rocks under her feet countless times. Her hands were covered in blood, her plain white face was stained with tears, and her dark eyes were filled with heartbreak.
She ran to Huzi's side and used the healing light in her hand to save the dying Dashan boy.
"Little sister, am I so useless? I can only watch Uncle Wu die. I am so powerless. Little sister, I am so sad. Uncle Wu is such a good person, how could he do this! I
If you don’t accept it, I won’t accept it.”
Huzi's dull eyes were slowly losing their vitality. He was about to die and not even the power of the Holy Light could save him.
The girl was in a hurry, her tears rolling down like broken pearls.
"Brother, you can't die. You promised to take care of me, but you are unreasonable... You can't do this. What will you do if you leave me alone?" Zi Su cried so sadly and heartbroken.
"I really failed, but I really don't have the strength anymore." Huzi closed his eyes, feeling that there is nothing more sad than death.
"Don't die, live. You still have a sister to take care of. How can a man talk about life and death so lightly?"
The man's steady and powerful voice sounded.
Huzi tried his best to open his eyes and saw the determined man.
He was a stranger, a guest of the high priest.
He has always been polite, humble, and gentle to others, but no one has ever seen his fierce eyes, like a wolf, fierce and desperate.
"I'm here to help you! But you have to bear the burden of karma and luck!" Li Tu said.
He poured a trace of the divine power into Huzi's body. Like a flash of light, Huzi's scars slowly recovered and he came back to life.
But Uncle Wu died completely.
Wu Potian's reputation has disappeared.
Li Tu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood beside the helpless young girl with extraordinary dignity. As he stood like this, an invisible power spread out, fierce and arrogant, as if he was unparalleled, like a famous sword.
Soaring into the sky.
However, Mr. Xie Mei was even more arrogant and did not even look at Li Tu. He looked confidently and nostalgically at the girl who was as bright as a spring flower.
"What a pretty girl, come with me to Qiangwei Village. You have no right to refuse." The evil master said coldly, with an aura that could not be refused in his words.
"Have you asked me?" Li Tu asked, intriguing.
"Who are you? I never talk to dead people. Moreover, you look so unfamiliar. Where did the cat and the dog come from? Are you challenging me?" The evil master chuckled.
Li Tu looked back and smiled, "I am covering the Crescent Village. If you want to break the stronghold and take people, ask me first. Uncle Wu is dead. I will carry the burden that he cannot carry. I don't know where he is."
I offend you, but you make me sick."
After saying that, he gently touched the blue hair of the crying girl and comforted: "It's okay, your brother has fallen asleep, he will not die, and Yueya will not be breached. This is what I told my mother-in-law.
I have the grace to save my life, and yet I am called the Son of God, how could I let go? Miss Zisu, don't be afraid, I am with you in everything."
"I will overcome everything for you."
The girl was stunned when she heard this, her eyes were watery and misty.
I don’t know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper.
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"Die!" Young Master Xiemei finally couldn't bear it any longer. He had murderous intent and penetrated everything with his spear. The vicious feeling of being targeted by a wolf was like a fight between a man with the ultimate spear spirit.
As powerful as a dragon.
He is very good, otherwise he would not have been able to defeat Uncle Wu.
But this alone is not enough.
Li Tu was very angry, so he decided to use all his strength to crush this self-esteemed and invincible young man with absolute strength.
However, when everyone on the other side of Yueya Village came to see it, they were all discouraged.
Some people don't even know Li Tu.
"Who is he? How dare you?"
"Who knows? I really don't understand how you have the courage. It's a pity that you are so brave and you will die unjustly."
"Oh, by the way, I remembered. He was a young man rescued by Uncle Wu. He was probably from another village. After seeing his savior die, he was furious. That's why he was so brave. But he was going to die, Qiangwei.
Young Master is the leader of today's warriors, an invincible existence, who can defeat him? We might as well surrender, there is really no other way, hey."
However, what surprised everyone was that Young Master Qiangwei, who had defeated Uncle Wu in an invincible manner, was instantly defeated by the mysterious boy's blow. He was as if he was made of paper and was completely vulnerable to a blow.
Li Tu just waved his hand gently, and Mr. Qiangwei flew backwards, vomiting blood, and was seriously injured and dying.
This is the reincarnation of an immortal!
The girl knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the invincible figure standing in the wind, with black hair and white mist.
Everyone was stunned and took a breath of cold air.
"How is this possible? Master Qiangwei was defeated? I, Yueya Village, can actually survive! It's incredible, am I living in a dream!"
Some people sighed, some cried with joy, and some laughed heartily.
Those enemy warriors pulled the dying Young Master Qiangwei and fled in despair. Every one of them was serious and full of fear. It seemed that they did not expect that a mysterious master even more powerful than Uncle Wu was hidden in a mere small village.
His strength makes people feel desperate and unfathomable!
Damn it!
An Qi told them that the old goddess was in seclusion and could not take action at all. Who would have thought that she could leave such a back-up plan? It was really terrifying!
The enemy retreated like a tide.
The warriors of Crescent Moon Village laughed wildly and wantonly. They were the final winners. They defended Wannian Village.
Everything is that mysterious man.
"Hey, what are you looking at? I'm so crazy."
Li Tu looked at the bewildered girl dumbfounded, stretched out his hands and dangled them in front of her eyes, but she didn't even notice.
"By the way, what kind of person do you want to be? Don't be afraid, I am with you in everything, there is nothing to be afraid of." Li Tu said warmly.
The girl nodded heavily. In her heart, which had never been illuminated by the sun, a person's shadow was deeply engraved in it, and she would never forget it.
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"Everyone, please stop arguing. He is the son of God in our village. The high priest said before retreating that you must respect him." Zi Su frowned and said, suppressing the cheers.
When the crowd dispersed, Li Tu seemed to see Uncle Wu's figure and sighed: "It's a pity that I came a step too late. I was careless. Hey, I owe you all, since you will spend the rest of your life guarding this place."
Crescent Moon, then let me do it, I will protect it well."
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"Huzi, Huzi." The earnest cry made Huzi wake up.
He looked around with sleepy eyes, feeling very weak.
He felt that he was ashamed of himself.
It would be a shame for him to survive.
He should die.
But what should the little sister do?
I am such a selfish person!
"Brother, just wake up. If you want to think so much, Uncle Wu died to protect the stockade. This is Wu Fu's return in his life. Feel at ease. Don't feel guilty. If you really want to work hard, why don't you protect the stockade on his behalf?
?" Zisu persuaded him bitterly.
"Take his sword, you are a man." Li Tu said calmly.
"Thank you, Lord Shenzi, I will do it." Huzi took over the broken sword, as if taking over a lifetime inheritance.
From then on, until the moment Huzi died, he never broke his promise, like a man!
"Let's go, Miss Zisu, let Huzi be alone. Let's not disturb him. He will get better. You must believe in your brother's perseverance." Li Tu said.
"Um."
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The two stood side by side under the flying eaves, the rain was as hazy as mist, as if they were in a fairyland in a dream. Li Tu looked at the distant mountains in a daze, looking back at the past few days as if he was in a dream.
The present world, prehistoric times, and them all seemed so far away.
They must be very worried about me.
However, if I don't defeat the will of heaven in this world, I may not be able to go back.
Hey, I am so sad, where do I start?
The dull girl next to me may be someone to talk to.
But after defeating Mr. Qiangwei that time, Li Tu was not idle. He took the innocent girl with him and ran rampant in various strongholds. In the end, he defeated everyone and was respected as the Son of God by the leaders of each stronghold.
Yueya became the leader of ten thousand villages. Under the threat of Li Tu's powerful strength, no village dared not to obey.
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The girl secretly glanced at his side face, and then said slowly, "By the way, the High Priest of the Son of God asked you to go to the Illusion Stone. She said she would give you the answer there."
"I'll go now." Li Tu couldn't wait.
After staying here for many days, he missed the ancient times very much. Despite the flash of swords, the ups and downs of the dark night, and the intrigues, there was the person he missed the most.
Can he not go back?
It is better to go back than to see the end of the world.
Zisu looked at Li Tu's hurried figure, her eyes were gloomy and her face was dull. She was discouraged and lost her temper.
"Are you leaving? What should I do if you leave? You stole something very important. Lord Shenzi, you are so good, can I always be by your side? I am very good at taking care of people.
,Although I am stupid, what will I do without you?" The girl murmured, her eyes filled with clear water under the cover of messy black hair.
"I actually lied to you, don't blame me. My mother-in-law sent a message a long time ago asking me to tell you to go to the Fantasy Stone. I was delayed. I'm so bad... I'm sorry."
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It was a stone that exuded a mysterious black light, as deep as ink. It was at the top of Crescent Mountain Village, like a sacred object for worship.
Li Tu stood there, as if he felt a call, and all his mind was attracted.