Everyone turned to look and saw that Liang Yu, who had just arrived, could not restrain his emotions and burst into tears on the spot.
This foreign battlefield team was about to be disbanded, and everyone was already feeling heavy. Now that they heard this woman's intermittent crying, everyone's emotions were affected. It was like a big stone was pressing on their chests, and they all felt like they couldn't breathe. Soon,
Several other female cultivators could not control their emotions and cried together.
Even Li Qingning, who had previously regarded Yang Lu's team as a joke, couldn't help feeling a little sour at this moment.
Yang Lu glanced at the beautiful woman who was sobbing, and vaguely remembered that she seemed to be a disciple of the Golden Blade Sect. Strictly speaking, she was a collateral senior sister of Yang Lu and Li Qingning, but the Golden Sword Sect had always had a loose organization.
As long as they are not disciples brought out by the same master or ancestor, there is basically no friendship at all.
And this Liang Yu is definitely not a soft-hearted person. She has at least four or five tester lives on her hands. According to Xi Ziang's explanation afterwards, when he organized the rebellion, this woman was the first to respond.
As a rebel activist, he never expected that this female devil would have such a sentimental side.
Although the other female cultivators did not cry as loudly as she did, they also kept wiping their tears.
Seeing that the sadness was spreading, Yang Lu quickly made a calming gesture.
He looked at his subordinates and persuaded him affectionately: "I know that everyone can't let go of our group. As the founder of the team, I can't let you go even more! But we all come from all over the world, and in the end we have to return to our original roots.
Life, I just hope that this period of time can leave you with a good memory..."
Although when Yang Lu captured these gang members, the scene could not be described as beautiful in any way, but now that parting was imminent, everyone was immersed in the collective grief caused by the onset of Stockholm syndrome, and no one noticed Yang Lu at all.
The problems that exist in the narrative, on the other hand, leave a feeling of emptiness in my heart.
After so many days, everyone has regarded this group as part of the meaning of their lives. It seems that obeying Consultant Yang's instructions has become the body's instinct, and Consultant Yang has not let everyone down, leading the team from one victory to another.
With a victory, all the disciples of the seven major sects who were originally aloof were trampled under their feet.
In order to make it more difficult for team members to unite and rebel, there are many low-level disciples of ordinary sects in Yang Lu's team. They are usually shouted around by fellow disciples with high Linggen qualifications in their own sects. It was not until they joined Yang Lu's team that they truly realized
What is the feeling of "being superior to others"?
Seeing countless talented new stars that I could only look up to before, kneeling in front of me like dead dogs begging for mercy, the powerful sense of collective honor brought about by this kind of self-resurrection is almost difficult to describe in words.
Today, Yang Lu’s team members are not only proud of being “Counselor Yang’s subordinates” but also of “obeying Counselor Yang’s orders.”
As a result, Yang Lu suddenly told them that the overseas battlefield was coming to an end and that he would not give them any orders in the future. This feeling was like a backbone being suddenly taken away, which was like a bolt from the blue!
We just experienced a little bit of what it feels like to be a master, and then you tell me it’s over?
We can't accept it!
This is the true thought of almost all team members present.
This feeling of emptiness caused by the sudden collapse of faith swept through the hearts of everyone present like a tide. Although no one spoke, this negative energy shrouded everyone around them like a substance.
However, Yang Lu seemed completely unaware of the gloomy atmosphere that was spreading everywhere. He silently glanced at the silent subordinates, and finally fixed his gaze on the oldest team member.
"Rongcheng!"
"Consultant Yang, I'm here!"
Hearing Consultant Yang call his name, Rongcheng immediately trotted forward to report as a reflex.
However, Yang Lu did not look at him. Instead, he turned to Ye Chen and said, "Bring everyone's storage bags over."
Infected by the sad atmosphere at the scene, even a tough guy like Ye Chen almost shed tears. Suddenly hearing Yang Lu's instructions, he was slightly startled and said in a slightly hoarse tone: "Consultant Yang, what are you going to do?
What?"
Yang Lu did not answer the question directly, but emphasized again: "Bring everyone's storage bags over here!"
Being stared at by Yang Lu's stern eyes, Ye Chen had no choice but to untie the more than twenty various storage bags tied around his waist, and then handed them to Yang Lu.
Yang Lu rummaged through these storage bags and quickly found the slightly old storage bag that belonged to Rong Cheng, and then threw it back into Rong Cheng's hand: "Fellow Daoist Rong, you are our
The first official member of the team..."
Rong Cheng seemed to have guessed what Yang Lu wanted to say, and quickly interrupted: "Consultant Yang, I——"
Yang Lu did not give him a chance to interrupt, but added at a very fast speed: "This is your own storage bag. I promised you all that after the trial on the extraterritorial battlefield, you will put it in
Everyone’s original belongings have been returned to their original owners, everyone has fulfilled their obligations, and now it’s my turn to fulfill my promise!”
Rongcheng reached out to take the storage bag and stammered: "Consultant Yang, you...what do you mean?"
"Congratulations, you have regained your freedom!" Yang Lu looked up at the sky and sighed quietly. There seemed to be some reluctance in his eyes, but he still managed to stay calm and said, "You have mastered your own magic weapon, now
You have got your own storage bag again, if there is nothing else, you can leave this team now!"
Leave the team?
Hearing this statement, Rongcheng was shocked.
His eyes were confused for a moment, but soon became firm again, as if he had made some decision.
Immediately afterwards, he made a move that surprised everyone.
He slammed his storage bag to the ground, as if he had thrown away a broken sack. Not only that, he also stepped heavily on his storage bag in front of everyone.
Facing everyone's surprised and puzzled looks, Rongcheng announced loudly: "Advisor Yang, until the overseas battlefield ends, I, Rongcheng, will not go anywhere! Furthermore, even if the overseas battlefield ends, our team will never disband!
"
Yang Lu looked deeply at Rong Cheng and ignored him, but continued to name him: "Wu Neng!"
"Consultant Yang, I'm here!"
After his name was called, Wu Neng quickly stepped forward.
Yang Lu once again found a storage bag and threw it to the other party, saying: "This is your storage bag. Return the natal magic weapon in your hand to Fellow Daoist Fu of Yufeng Sect, and then find Fellow Daoist Zhang to get your natal magic weapon back.
, you are also free!"
However, after Wu Neng reached out and took the storage bag, he followed Wu Neng's example and threw the storage bag at his feet: "Since Fellow Taoist Rong won't leave, then I, Wu Neng, won't leave either! Fellow Daoist Rong, right?"
Our collective relationship is deep, so don’t I, Wu Neng, have any feelings for our team? It’s absolutely impossible for me to leave the team voluntarily!”
