Chapter 102 Jade Flute and White Clothes Riding the Breeze
Chapter 102 Jade flute and white clothes ride the breeze
The two walked while talking and were already standing in front of the city gate.
At this moment, the sky was just getting brighter, and the sun slowly rose on the distant horizon. Bai Jun walked toward this border town that was watered by blood.
He raised his head and saw nervous-looking soldiers on the city wall, and the wall bricks were covered with scratches, bloodstains, and even pieces of meat and scorched earth.
Those are all human beings.
Compared to the monsters that eat people, the one who kills the most is actually human beings. Countless years of wars, between countries, between families, between dynasties and people, the number of people killed as a result far exceeds those killed by monsters, and far outweighs natural disasters.
and dead humans.
However, war will never disappear because human beings are born with wisdom.
The golden leopard looked at the closed door and stretched out his hand to open it.
Bai Jun stopped him, "Let's just go in. Can a city gate stop us? Don't let those soldiers be worried anymore."
Jin Sheng said with a smile: "Yes, since Lord Fu has said so, then the city gate will not be opened."
Bai Yan cast a blur spell on his face. If he hadn't just stared at my face, he would have definitely seen his real face. But the general just now was able to see through his own blur spell. It seems that he really has gone through hundreds of battles and fought bloody battles.
Only those who are possessed by evil spirits can see through their own great magic.
Ma Cheng was blinded by the sand in the light wind. I quickly opened the sand towel and wiped the corners of my eyes with the outer layer of cloth, and then I felt better. When I raised my head, I saw the white figure standing at the top of the tower.
, my robes followed the strong wind, my long hair danced in the wind, and I looked behind me with emotion in the wind and dust.
Bai Jun closed his eyes and opened them again to look to the north. The terrifying aura of calamity enveloped the sky. The Gu Sect was about to be destroyed.
It is the same comfort as the mountains and forests. Although I have to carry things on my back in the world, I can still feel the deep love that transcends blood and family ties.
I only know that in the west of the city, corpses are being burned day and night. The corpses of Tianjun soldiers were filled with ashes in clay pots and brought back to their hometown before the small battle.
The green mountains stand silently between heaven and earth in front of Bai Jun, while behind Bai Jun, the small desert rustles with strong winds.
Bai Jun suddenly felt a kind of responsibility, which was the same as a burden and a drag, but a responsibility like a mission. Those people, all the people of Tianzhen Kingdom before they were born, were all born because of me, believed in me and worshiped me all their lives.
"The little storm is coming! Hurry! The entire army is on alert!"
All the soldiers in the city could see this figure low in the sky when they raised their heads, feeling inexplicably reassured.
…
"Are there any huge rocks outside the city? Hurry up and seal the city gate!"
"Is that an illusion?" Ma Cheng wondered. I raised my head again and saw this figure downstairs. It was him, the old man Shengzhu, blowing a long flute in the wind.
The melodious flute sound spread throughout the city, and the warm and delicate wind from the south climbed along the Tongming Mountains to the other side, heading northward, and met the hot wind from the north in the void.
"People of Tianzhu, you are the Holy Lord, and you will defend this city with them. You are here in the city. Since you are here, they can feel at ease!"
But the people of Tianzhu Kingdom are not. We are a country born under the protection of the Holy Lord. We grew up listening to the legends of the Holy Lord and eating the sacrifices offered to the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord is not imprinted in our hearts.
Destroy veins.
"Hold on, after the seventh team is down, prepare to roll the rocks!"
The divine voice spreads outside Beiguan City, and there are no gods who look down upon them, like a god who looks down upon ants. Bai Jun uses approachable words to soothe our frightened hearts.
Sikong Mu's tight strings finally relaxed, as if he was relieved to put down a heavy package that he had been carrying for a long time, but there was light in his eyes, "I thank the Lord for your mercy, little man!"
But I am a real god. I am Bai Jun, just Bai Jun, a white snake demon. Sometimes I am not kind-hearted, sometimes I am cold and emotionless.
The two of them approached the tall city gate while chatting and laughing, and then walked in through the wall.
Although the Holy Lord is a legendary god, can he really stop it?
The wind blows up the sand, and the sand takes advantage of the power of the wind. The wind takes advantage of the power of the sand. From a distance, the small sandstorms connecting the sky and the earth look like murderous intent, and all living beings are like ants behind it.
The wind and sand were getting closer and closer, and Ma Cheng's heart was lifted. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came into the dark desert, echoing in my ears, like spring water flowing rapidly to cleanse my soul, and let my heart
The panicked heart calmed down.
Bai Jun's figure flashed and appeared directly on the top of the tower in the middle of the city wall. He stood tall and straight under the horizontal corner of the roof that pointed diagonally towards the sky, looking into the distance.
Bai Jun smiled and said: "General, please rise. The border is bitterly cold and I have been guarding alone for ten years. General, thank you for your hard work."
The wind from the north blows in my face, and Bai Jun stands on the top of the city wall. The wind blows, my clothes are fluttering, and my words are silent outside the wind and sand at the border.
Countless gravels were flying in the air, blocking out the sky and the sun. The autumn sun had not dimmed yet, the sky was bright and clear, and the roaring and whistling could be heard from outside the strong wind.
These people, all infected with corpse poison, used their mortal bodies to resist the siege of evil zombies. It was hard for Bai Jun to imagine that the scene at that time would not be so tragic!
"Can the Holy Lord really do it?" Ma Cheng was not worried at all. I knew that my comrades alone would definitely be able to survive in this city. These monsters are really beyond the reach of humans.
Outside the city, the small army said to be 800,000 was actually only a little over 700,000, and there were not many wounded soldiers, amputated limbs and arms, or even unconscious or awake.
When a belief is passed down from generation to generation, and one day suddenly sees the existence of the belief, this feeling is a hundred times stronger than the so-called star chasing.
"Woo~"
"Where are the crossbows? Why are there only that few left? Hurry up and get them outside the arsenal!"
"Hurry up and ask the 84 soldiers under the wall to take off their sand towels and cover their mouths and noses!"
Tianzhen Kingdom worships Taoism, Buddha, gods and demons, and only worships the Holy Lord. In our hearts, the Holy Lord is both God and the Holy Lord!
The imaginary strength lifted everyone up. When the soldiers raised their heads again, the light disappeared from their eyes. With the sun under the sky, Bai Jun's figure was reflected in their eyes.
Bai Jun said in a humble and condescending manner: I am the Holy Lord, worshiped by all the people. You can be safe, I will protect you!...
Outside the dilapidated ancient city, the autumn sun shone on the uneven masonry floor. Looking around, I saw the bad daughter kneeling on the ground, standing firm and strong.
"Hoo~"
Yes, now that he was recognized, Bai Jun hid again.
It's really because we have experienced such a horrific disaster one after another. Outside the wind and sand are terrifying monsters that can be seen as far as the eye can see. They are fearful of death and kill to death. They are real monsters.
There was a lot of chaos in the city, but they were retreating in a mixed and orderly manner, but it was inevitable that there was no trace of fear hidden in the eyes of all the soldiers.
Bai Jun felt an indescribable touch in his heart. I raised my head quickly and said to everyone, "Thank you for your hard work, please slow down."
The city guard commander was standing behind the city gate. He was not frightened when he saw the two people suddenly appearing. Instead, he bowed and worshiped: "Sikong Mu, the little man, pay your respects to the Lord of the House!"
Immediately, hundreds of people in the city fell down and worshiped. The strong-minded men felt like they were seeing a close relative, an elder, or a young son, saying: "Greetings to the Holy Lord! Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
I am clear and resolute, and my divine voice with a faint echo resounds throughout Beiguan City.
Under the city wall, all the soldiers with yellow and damp faces blown by the wind and sand raised their heads and looked outside the wind and sand at the figure standing on the wall, one man and one flute.
As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers were shocked. Looking at Bai Jun, they suddenly realized that it was not the statue that our ancestors had enshrined for generations.
Very few people even live their entire lives without faith.
I’ve kept everyone waiting. This chapter was originally scheduled to be updated on the 27th, but it’s already the 28th before it’s finished. So let’s count it as an update on the 28th. There will be another chapter in the afternoon and evening after dawn, please.