After the battle in Sanmiao City, I was unable to recover for many days. Looking around, there were traces of the battle everywhere, and everything was in a mess.
Zuo Wuzhou finally died. No matter whether he was the Emperor Wu or the common people, there was a sense of relief and relief.
But the embarrassing thing is that for this battle, half of the countries and half of the sects in Ronghe District were involved. Every sect from each country suffered heavy casualties and suffered a great loss of vitality.
Some good people made statistics and found that more than fifty Martial Lords and more than a dozen Martial Lords were killed one after another by Zuo Wuzhou. What is particularly shocking is that there was even a Martial Lord among them.
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Such a battle would really shock the world.
He actually had to mobilize hundreds of Martial Lords, dozens of Martial Lords, and nine Martial Emperors to finally kill Zuo Wuzhou. It was really shocking.
After this battle, not only the Ronghe District, but also neighboring districts, the name Zuo Wuzhou was spread, and the heroic spirit destined to remain famous forever was spread.
The sun was scorching hot, and several uninvited guests arrived in a hurry.
As soon as he entered the city, Jun Wang frowned slightly, flicked his sleeves, and the faint fragrance covered up the rotten smell. He walked gracefully and gracefully. If you look carefully, you will find that Jun Wang's jade feet are hanging in the air.
All the way to the Beacon Angel Festival group, Pei Xian was so shocked when he saw Jun Wang, he was so shocked that he didn't dare to look directly at the girl's face and whispered softly.
Emperor Lu Wu's respectful attitude made Pei Xian feel uneasy. He thought: "Why didn't Emperor Lu Wu even introduce her name? Could it be that this girl has a great background?"
As everyone knows, Emperor Lu Wu is also puzzled. It is hard to imagine Jun Wang's background, but it is also difficult for him to imagine. This Miss Jun Wang actually treats a Wu Jun with such caution: "Maybe Miss Jun Wang wants to
Accept Zuo Wuzhou into the Zhaoyue Sect, after all, such talented people are rare."
Pei Xian's expression became more respectful. He told Zuo Wuzhou's deeds in detail, and the more he told them, the more surprised and horrified he became.
The battle of Hongzhu. The battle with Gu Yiyi's Tiansheng Valley, the battle with Zuojiazhuang, the battle to destroy the Yunxiao Sect and the Dong Sect. The battle of one against a hundred, the Battle of Jiuya, and then the battle of destruction.
Over the past few years, Zuo Wuzhou has created countless brilliant achievements without even realizing it.
You Forgot, with his head hidden in his jaw, said in a clear voice, just like the sound of heaven: "I want to see the places where he fought, starting from one against a hundred."
In his life, Pei Xian has never discovered that he has a talent for storytelling as he did today.
He was not there, but he recounted the battle as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
Jun Wang thought to himself in a daze: "I know that the person I have been waiting for all my life will not be a mediocre person. He must be a great hero. One can defeat a hundred. I really want to see his heroic appearance that day.
In the battle of one against a hundred, the unparalleled pride, the great courage and the great fighting spirit, in Pei Xian's description, almost vividly emerged before his eyes.
In the Battle of Nine Cliffs, one enemy is against four. He successively kills enemies stronger than him.
You forget that your eyes are like smoke. You are thinking about things far away, and you are filled with endless joy.
Along the way, we came to the place where Public Enemy fought again. Jun Wang showed a trace of sympathetic sympathy on his brows, and said softly: "What happened next?"
At this time, Pei Xian finally discovered the strange state of Jun Wang's feet hanging in the air. He was horrified and suppressed a trace of fear: "Ninety-nine percent of the time, he is dead. Now they are sending people to retrieve his body. They want to see him alive.
If you die, you will see your corpse."
"They are bold." Jun Wang smiled lightly and said calmly: "Do you really think that there is no one in the world?"
"Since that person is dead, Miss Jun Wang, it's better to leave."
Two men, one old and one young, with extraordinary aura, followed as if they were bodyguards. At this moment, they said softly, as if they were afraid of alarming her: "Miss, there are important things to be done when you come to "Fahun Tian" this time.
"You must remember that nothing is more important than him." Jun Wang's eyes flashed, and he said with a stern expression, "Lu'er didn't inform me about such a big thing. Check Lu'er and bring her back."
The young guard lowered his head: "Miss, since he is so important, do you want to kill everyone involved in this matter and avenge him?"
"Revenge?" Jun Wang was surprised and smiled like a flower: "He's not dead. Of course he doesn't have to."
"He will definitely not like me to interfere in the matter of revenge. He will definitely want to take revenge on his own." Zhu Wang's eyes flashed: "Although we only met once, I understand him."
"Some people have been opposite each other all their lives, but they don't understand each other. Some people understand each other's thoughts and thoughts even with just one glance." There was a hint of sweetness in Jun Wang's smile.
Emperor Lu Wu and Pei Xian. Jun Wang's two followers were also stunned. The two followers sighed, looked at each other, and thought: "The lady is here again!"
Little did she know, there was a thought flowing in her heart, like a clear spring: "He is the person I have been waiting for all my life, how could he die so easily? He must not have died, of course he is not allowed to die, and he cannot
"Among all living beings, the person I am waiting for must be unique and the most unusual.
Jun Wang came and went in a hurry. Before leaving, he glanced at Pei Xian and almost captured Pei Xian's soul.
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Lu Xian's expression relaxed: "It seems that Miss Jun Wang values Zuo Wuzhou very much. It's a pity that he is already dead. Brother Pei, didn't you like my magic dress in the past? It's
It’s yours.”
Pei Xian was shocked. He knew that Lu Xian cherished that magic emperor-level equipment. Lu Xian sat down lazily: "You don't have to thank me, thank you Miss Junwang. She thought you did something good and taught me to give you some rewards."
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Pei Xian took courage for a long time: "Miss Junwang, who is she?"
"It's just as you thought." Lu Xian couldn't help laughing: "Miss Jun Wang is here.
"Huntian" has a great background. It is stronger than you and I. The secret of "Zhenguifan" will naturally be understood when you become the Martial Emperor."
Pei Xian was shocked and shocked, but he stopped talking. But in this mysterious moment, a voice rose to the sky from the city: "The body of that person was found."
Lu Xian and Pei Xian looked at each other and rushed out together!
His majesty was so legendary that even if he died, no one could feel at ease. Not only Liudong City, but everyone else wanted to see Zuo Wuzhou's body with their own eyes before they dared to feel at ease.
Otherwise, every time I think of Zuo Wuzhou's many battles and his unyielding and invincible style, everyone involved in this battle feels strongly uneasy.
It was as if Zuo Wuzhou would really crawl back from hell and drag himself down to hell.
Don't look at the past seven days in Sanmiao City, which seems to be extremely peaceful. In fact, everyone is uneasy in their hearts, and it is hard to find where they are. This is all because they have never seen Zuo Wuzhou's dead body with their own eyes.
If such a murderous god didn't witness his death with his own eyes, no one would be able to sleep well.
The husband's meeting has already turned into a bloody storm and must have ended hastily. But this time, the various factions in the various countries not only have no intention of making any deals, but also have no intention of leaving. In fact, they are all waiting in unison...
Therefore, Chongyun's army was scattered like grains of rice, and they used carpet-like ropes downstream, vowing to reach the dead bodies.
Finally, the good news that was long overdue came back overnight.
The heroes headed by Liudong City couldn't restrain themselves and rushed downstream on their own, eager to see the dead bodies as soon as possible.
When Liu Dongcheng and others hurried over and finally intercepted the corpse that was brought back halfway, the heroes first breathed a sigh of relief, and then were dumbfounded: "Is this Zuo Wuzhou?"
Apart from the soaked black clothes, nothing could be seen about the dead body lying on the car. The body was washed away by the flood, so it’s a good thing it wasn’t washed away. It was soaked in water and exposed to the scorching sun. It was completely
It was swollen and rotten.
Liu Dongcheng frowned and shouted: "Check his injuries!"
Several fatal injuries are quite clear. If you look carefully, you can see them. In this way, Liudong City and the heroes are finally convinced!
This dead body is really left without a boat. It can't be more left, and it can't be worse than it is a boat.
The death of Zuo Wuzhou was finally confirmed.
It's not just Liudong City that feels relieved, but many others.
All the sects and counties had no intention of staying any longer, and after receiving the news, they turned around within the next three days.
In this battle, the vitality of the Ronghe area was severely damaged. Even if it takes twenty or thirty years, it may not be able to recover. After all, a martial master and a martial king cannot be cultivated in just a few decades.
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Bao Nanyi and Che temporarily felt sad for the death of their old friend Mao Daolin for a few days. They stayed briefly to communicate with the local Emperor Wu, and then left the Ronghe area and returned to their own sect.
This battle resulted in the loss of more than fifty Martial Lords, more than ten Martial Lords, and a Martial Emperor in the Ronghe area, all caused by one man's punch and one sword.
However, in addition to the loss of the backbone of the military force, the Ronghe District also discovered that the five new Martial Emperors of Tamsui had been added to the area. Emperor Dong Wu of Liudong City and Peilong Kingdom did not participate in the war. There were actually ten Martial Emperors of all countries combined.
The Tamsui Kingdom's desire to unify the Ronghe area failed to succeed and ended with peaceful negotiations.
Zuo Wuzhou never expected that he would become an external pressure, forcing Tamsui Country and other countries to temporarily coexist peacefully.
"Emperor Liu Wu, I did not participate in the war. Your plan to trick him into attacking Emperor Wu of Danshui did not work. You are satisfied."
Gu Yiyi looked at Liu Dongcheng coldly, and Liu Dongcheng smiled faintly: "Gu Yiyi, you are a smart person who knows how to make plans for yourself. You know that I know that I am preserving vitality for Chongyun, and your family will be fine.
Already."
"I, Gu Yiyi, have nothing to ask for, but I ask Emperor Liuwu that you can fulfill my duty of being a friend!" Gu Yiyi gritted his teeth: "I want to take his body away!"
"It's up to you." Liu Dongcheng laughed happily. How could he care about a corpse? "You are a smart man with excellent talent. Sooner or later, you will become the Martial Emperor. In the future, if we enter the "True Soul" world, we will need each other.
It’s support.”
Gu Yiyi swept away, took away the dead body of "Zuo Wuzhou", piled it on the firewood outside the city, and lit the fire. Seeing the dead body burning and devouring in the flames, he lowered his head and said in shame: "Brother Zuo
, I'm sorry, I couldn't help you."
"The only thing I can do is to take care of your funeral and take care of your family." It was hard to tell whether it was from the smoke or something else, but Gu Yiyi's eyes turned red: "Don't worry, I will take good care of you."
"I will definitely try my best to get medicine for your eldest brother's leg and recover it after treatment." Gu Yiyi looked firm and then said: "Brother Zuo, why are you risking your life so much for a longevity pill? With your talent and ability
Bones, Emperor Wu, and True Soul Heaven are all out of the question. If you can endure it for a while, wouldn’t it mean that the sea and the sky are brighter?
How to bear it? Gu Yiyi smiled bitterly. Everyone can say nice things, and everyone understands hindsight. What will he do if he is put in Zuo Wuzhou's situation? Can he endure the annexation and carving up of Xilin, and the almost murder of his own brother?
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If you can endure it and still greet your enemies with a smile, then you are not forbearing, you are being a bastard.
It was the battle to protect Xilin and the battle to avenge Zuo Wuwan. The two battles established a situation where most people wanted to kill him and then quickly.
"Yes, if I were Brother Zuo, I would find a place to cultivate and become a Martial Emperor before making any plans." Gu Yiyi said sadly: "But I am still not Brother Zuo. What Brother Zuo can do, I can't do.
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After it burned to ashes, Gu Yiyi placed the ashes into the ashes and said in a low voice: "Brother Zuo, you are resting in Jiuquan. You are concentrating on cultivation and blindly fighting. I think you will be very fond of Yin Yin cut.
take a break."
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
He has been in a coma, waking up for a while every day, only to faint again.
Doing this over and over again, Zuo Wuzhou had a rough idea of the environment he was in every time he woke up. Fortunately, he had plenty of high-quality wound medicine, and he remembered to take a handful every time he woke up.
While being obsessed with oneself, at the same time, the nourishing properties of the "Five Elements of Heaven and Earth" are secretly operating, causing them to recover automatically.
Therefore, after several days, Zuo Wuzhou finally succeeded in saving his life. With great will, he struggled to return from the gate of hell.
This time he woke up again, and his mental state was much better than the previous few times. When he woke up, the manager praised him: "What a loyal dog. It has been seven days, and it has never left."
I will never give up and stay by this child’s side. It’s really hard for him.”
"However, it has not eaten for seven days. If it continues like this, it will starve to death sooner or later." The steward sighed: "Come on, dog, eat something."
The originally explosive power in his body seemed to have been drained away overnight. It was extremely difficult for Zuo Wuzhou to adapt to this feeling of weakness. He slowly opened his eyes, the little thing curled up into a ball, oh oh, a piece of beef, turned his head, indifferent.
"Little thing!" A weak call made the little thing that had been motionless suddenly jump up like an electric shock, wagging its tail and running over. It barked out with joy.
"Eat something small.
Zuo Wuzhou looked at it helplessly and laughed. After he said a word, the little thing walked back to the food in three steps, and while eating, he looked back at him many times.
Suddenly he remembered that he had never thought of the little thing when he picked it up. Who knew that in the end, it would be this little thing that would never leave him. It turns out that dogs have richer emotions than people. Zuo Wuzhou was momentarily confused.
Inexplicably moved.
The steward called the doctor over and said with a smile: "Young man, you are very lucky. The heavens refuse to accept you. You dog, they keep dragging you here. It just so happens that we have a miracle doctor on board. Otherwise,
I'm afraid you may not survive this time."
"Thank you, old man." Zuo Wuzhou couldn't even lift his finger.
The manager hurriedly said: "No need. You always come back to life, it's not easy. Just continue to lie down and recuperate. It's fate that we meet, so there is no need to worry about anything else."
"Damn it, I don't know who it is. I can't bear to hurt such a good young man like you. It's simply a loss of humanity." The manager was chattering, thinking about the rotten wounds all over Zuo Wuzhou's body when he first saw it, he felt horrified.
: "Oh, how do I call you."
Zuo Wuzhou was dying and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Cheng, my surname is Lin, who is your name?"
After a few more days of recuperation, Zuo Wuzhou's spirit got better day by day. The speed was very slow, but he was still recovering.
The time I spent in coma was much shorter than before. I had been rescued from the gate of hell, but I had not passed the dangerous period yet. Therefore, when I woke up every day, I gradually understood the situation.
The steward was right, he was indeed very lucky. This trip by the family fleet was originally a routine business, traveling along this big river and passing through several major regions.
It happened that a miracle doctor was invited to Chengjia. This miracle doctor's medical skills were really excellent. Otherwise, after being soaked in water and exposed to the sun, dozens of wounds would rot and bleed everywhere. Instead, they would become the most fatal trauma.
Without the treatment of this miracle doctor, even if the internal injuries and sores healed, Zuo Wuzhou would still be dead.
"Since the heavens will not destroy me, I will be restored one day."
"Little thing, where are my things?"
Zuo Wuzhou's heart sank when he thought of the items he carried close to his body. He had already put them in his storage bag before the war, but Shijin and Heiliu were both close-fitting and protected from trauma.
The original paper, etc., have all disappeared.
The little thing's ears stood up, and he barked a few times. Zuo Wuzhou paused, confused: "What does the little thing want to express?"
The sound of gentle footsteps was heard, completely different from what he had heard before. Zuo Wuzhou was concentrating, and suddenly a fragrant wind came, refreshing his heart and spleen.
A girl in white clothes who was in her prime years ran in as light as a swallow. The girl had bright eyes and white teeth, a slim waist, and a bright moon in her ears. A black belt was tied around her waist, which was black and white.
taste.
The girl was as still as a virgin, as active as a rabbit, and as loud as an oriole, but also a little bit jumpy. She looked at Zuo Wuzhou for a few times, and suddenly she called out: "It's not fun at all, I'll give it back to you."
The girl threw a baggage on the board, and it was a pile of things scattered around. Her angry little face bulged: "The steward said that taking without asking is stealing, and I won't do it."
The girl suddenly showed a hint of cunning. She ran out quickly and smiled sweetly: "It was my fleet that saved you. I like the black current. If I want it, it will be considered as reward. You are not allowed to ask me for it."
She came and went in such a hurry, coming and going like the wind, Zuo Wuzhou didn't even see her face clearly.
"Who is she? Why did you take my Heiliu?" Zuo Wuzhou looked at the little thing: Little thing, get Shijin!"
The little thing took Shijin in its mouth and put it into Zuo Wuzhou's hand. Zuo Wuzhou held Shijin and breathed a sigh of relief. He really felt a sense of security.
He suddenly felt that since the girl liked Heiliu, there was no harm in giving it to her: "Who is she? Miss Chengjia? I will ask Mr. Cheng about it next time I come."