People in the temple left one after another. Su Yuanzhi and the Yunyin Sect disciples looked at this scene, "Brother, what should we do? Lord Lianhua has given an order. If we don't obey, I'm afraid..."
Su Yuanzhi frowned, "Tell the disciples, just show off."
"yes."
After all, there is still no way to escape.
However, they, the Yunyin Sect disciples, will never do things like bullying the small and killing innocent people indiscriminately! I believe that even if Mr. Ye Bai were here, he would make the same decision as him.
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Liucheng.
The mighty army lined up outside the city, densely packed and impressive.
They have different races and beliefs, and they were even rivals and mortal enemies in the past, but today, at this moment, they are partners fighting side by side.
However, estrangements and differences are not so easy to eliminate. Especially Fanxu and Buddha, who have been feuding for many years, collided with fierce sparks at this moment.
There was a faint sound of quarreling, and the noise attracted everyone's attention.
"This is already the third time today. If this continues, the army's morale will be lost before the enemy attacks."
Zong You stood on the city wall, looking down worriedly. Behind him stood a group of soldiers, all of whom were famous generals of the Fanxu Army.
"The Snow Palace will be arriving soon. Before that, we must boost our morale and not affect the upcoming battle!"
"But it's not easy to eliminate conflicts? This is a feud that has been accumulated for hundreds of years!"
Even among the soldiers, there were some who hated the Buddha, but they were forced to endure it because they could not disobey military orders.
The commotion below continued, and it even reached the point of taking action! Zong You was furious, "Immediately ask someone to pull them away!"
The two parties were forcefully pulled away, but the atmosphere below was no longer right.
"Thirteen years ago, it was you Buddha's people who attacked my hometown and killed all my people! I will never forget this revenge! You Buddha people should not be alive in this world!"
"Are you Fanxu soldiers just fine? In that battle three years ago, how many soldiers on our border died at your hands?! Now that their bones are still cold, you still have the nerve to yell here?"
The same scene also appeared among monks from other aristocratic families.
"Aren't you from the xx sect? I will take revenge from you today for the grudge I committed ten years ago!"
"The hatred for killing one's mother is irreconcilable!"
…
The riots not only did not end, but became more and more violent.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud bang, and the ear-splitting bells resounded throughout the world.
On top of the high wall, a white shadow appeared.
Strong pressure shrouded down.
"It's the Snow Palace!"
Zong You was startled. The soldiers at the rear were about to go over but he stopped them.
"etc."
The person who walked out slowly behind Yinxue was actually Di Qianjue!
"It's the Holy King!"
"Snow Palace!"
At the same time, there were many heads of aristocratic sects and heads of aristocratic families, and Di Jian was among them.
Down below, it suddenly became quiet.
Because this is the first time I have seen this kind of lineup.
"Your Majesty the Holy Lord, please."
Yinxue turned sideways to give up her seat, with a rare and stern look on her face. Di Qianjue stepped forward, dressed in silver armor and fluttering robes, with a chilling aura all over his body, especially under those silver eyes.
The majestic and majestic appearance makes people feel suffocated.
"Today, you all gathered here. Maybe you had different identities, hostile positions, and blood feud before..."
The sudden words made the air freeze slightly.
"I will not let you give up revenge, but not now."
"Strong enemies are watching, coveting Middle-earth. They are powerful, cold, and merciless. Once they succeed, your fellow sects, clansmen, blood relatives, and friends will suffer pain and heavy losses again! You may have different identities, but at this moment, you
They are warriors with the same hopes, responsibilities, and missions! They are heroes who protect their homeland and defend their country!"
"If you are still unjust after the war, then I, the Buddha, am willing to bear your anger!"
"If the enemy is not destroyed, how can we survive? If the country does not exist, how can we call home? We will devote all our strength as a country to defend the Chinese mainland! If we do not destroy the enemy, we will never return it!"
The clanging words reverberate throughout the world!
Let the blood of all warriors boil!
"Immortal to the enemy! I swear not to pay him back!!"
"Immortal to the enemy! I swear not to pay him back!!"
"Your Majesty the Holy Lord! We are willing to serve you!"
"Holy Lord!"
Warm shouts resounded throughout the heaven and earth, stirring the sky!
At this moment, hatred, anger, resentment, and estrangement all disappear, and everyone here has only one identity!
That is the warrior who defends his homeland!
Yinxue looked at his figure silently, feeling waves in her heart.
In the past, he hated Di Qianjue, and even secretly lamented the injustice of the world. Although they were both from the royal family, they were in two completely different situations. He didn't care about that position. What he wanted was always a simple job.
Just life.
But this simplest wish is not tolerated by the world.
This man turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain. A simple order overturned everything he had and destroyed everything he had left.
He never thought that one day they would stand together calmly.
Although he has the same bloodline as Di Qianjue in his body, there is no emotion at all. Even at this moment, it has not changed at all. He and Di Qianjue just have the same purpose, so they stand together temporarily
That’s all.
He did it for Fanxu, for his junior brother, and to protect his beloved.
And Di Qianjue...
Yin Xue's eyes darkened slightly, remembering the scene when she met him that day.
From the tall building, he stared at the garden below.
A figure is standing in a sea of fiery red flowers. There is a sea of manjushuahua flowers planted by the younger siblings for their junior brother.
Ling Xuewei stood in the sea of flowers, with a lonely back, as if she had merged with the sea of flowers.
Di Qianjue just looked down quietly for a moment.
Yinxue will never forget Di Qianjue's expression at that time in her life.
If it were in the past, he would never believe that Di Qianjue would show such a gentle expression.
This man, in his heart, is a devil.
When Emperor Qianjue came to the throne, his hands were stained with the blood of many people. Even a three-year-old child, he did not give up. The lives of young and old, women and children, innocent people, in his eyes, are far less than that of that
The cold throne.
Yinxue always thought that Di Qianjue's heart was made of stone. No, he didn't have a heart. How could someone who could kill even his brothers, relatives, teachers and friends without mercy, how could he have a heart?
Therefore, no one knows how shocked Yinxue was when she saw this scene.
It turns out that the devil actually has something he wants to protect?
