"There is no need to discuss this matter!" Dongfang asked the situation unhappy: "We cannot afford to lose our ancestors of the Eastern family and their reputation for thousands of years! Even if we die, we cannot afford to lose it! The sun rises to the east, but I am undefeated! I
Just when we are about to create this glory, if the tortoise is hiding into the punishment of heaven and hiding under the wings of the beasts, how can we talk about re-launching the Eastern Family?”
The words have already reached this point, and it can be said that they have finished speaking. If you force yourself to make peace, you will really tear your face.
Jun Moye had no choice but to ask everyone to be careful and be cautious. Then, he gave them as many healing pills as possible, and arranged a Xin Falcon for the multiple messaging, and also used the subordinates of the Eagle King of the Heavenly Punishment Forest.
Keep each other's information at any time and provide support if there is any change.
On the second day, Dongfang Wenqing Duanmu Chaofan and others left Tianxiang and hurried back to their respective families.
Mr. Jun Zhantianjun was also disappointed when he discussed with Mr. Dugu Zongheng. Mr. Dugu, who was drinking, was stunned for a long time when he heard the news brought by Mr. Jun, then waved his hand and said, "You guys go, I won't."
Let’s go! Dugu’s family… won’t go anywhere!”
Jun Zhantian had been with him for the rest of his life, how could he not understand his thoughts? He no longer persuaded him, sighed, and stood up silently and left.
Dugu Zongheng looked at his back silently, and when Jun Zhantian was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Tell you grandson, treat my granddaughter well! That is the treasure of our Dugu family! If you treat it badly,
Be careful that I will kill him!"
Jun Zhantian stood silently for a while, sighed again, and left with only one sentence: "The people of Tianxiang will be handed over to you..."
Dugu Zongheng watched him walk away, suddenly raised his neck and poured a large bowl of wine on his stomach. He murmured: "Laojun, you still understand me. I, Dugu Zongheng, have never been in love with power.
The boys in the family are not conspiracy... However, the two military pillars of Tianxiang Country have protected Tianxiang for 60 years! Tianxiang Country is not just the emperor, but also hundreds of millions of people!
”
"You Laojun's family must be leaving, but if the Dugu family also follows... what should they do? How can I bear to see the creatures devastated? I, the nine men of the Dugu family, have to do this billions of creatures,
Support a mountain! Whether you appreciate it or not, in short, this is one of the few meanings in my Dugu Zongheng’s life!”
"As for the royal side... When will I take the royal wealth and honor into consideration?"
Say a word and drink a big sip of wine. After this passage, Dugu Zongheng leaned on the table and the wine bowl fell to the ground, shattering, but he still murmured to himself: "The hero rushed forward."
Before... At this moment of swaying, how can the heroes of our Dugu family retreat? Only rush forward! rush forward... Otherwise, the whole Tianxiang would be devastated and beacons everywhere. You can't leave, you can't
Let's go..."
The Jun family was busy preparing to withdraw matters, but Mr. Jun sat alone on the high tower of the Jun family, looking outside in a daze. Tianxiang City, every brick, every tile, every grass and every tree, seemed to be unable to see enough.
...
This is where my family has been guarding for the rest of their lives! For this, I have survived hundreds of times through my life with golden swords and iron horses! For this, I have been ruthless and resolutely cheered up, turned into a war god, and fought on the battlefield! The wind and moon over there are on the gate.
, The cold wind in the desert, the iron hooves in the grassland, the whistling flags, the whole family of your family, who has never experienced it...
The old man looked at it quietly, slowly filled with crystal tears in his eyes. Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down his cheeks and hung on his snow-white beard, and then fell to the ground, drop after drop...
From youth to old age, many brothers have turned into bones in front of their eyes; many good men have fought bloody battles under their leadership, wrapped in corpses... Their biological sons and grandsons have all sprinkled their blood on them
On this land...
There was still the light of a sword flashing in front of me, and the majestic and sad horns were still ringing in my ears... The eyes of the brothers when they were dying were still in their hearts, and the calls of dying were still stirring in their hearts...
"Brother Jun! Brother Jun..." Jun Zhantian closed his eyes fiercely, and the old face twitched. He lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly, only his shoulders trembled slightly and trembled...
I can't bear to let go! I can't bear to let go! I can't bear to let go...
But now, we are finally leaving!
This place has clearly left me with countless blood and tears and countless regrets, but why do I feel so aching when I leave?
"A hero commits life and death in a hundred battles, and a hero does not turn back in his life; the iron horse, the ice river, the wind is broken, and the soul and dreams are thick and blood are thick!" Jun Zhantian almost choked and read this poem. This poem was the one who fought on the battlefield.
At that time, I often sang loudly with my brothers after the war while wiping the blood on the sword. Now, how many people still remember it?
Jun Zhantian's tears flowed across his face, but he gritted his teeth tightly, and burst out from the gaps of his teeth, crying like a crying voice: "Brothers, I...really...got...leave...
This is where your heroic souls are... If you miss me, I hope to get together in my dream..."
This strong old man, when his son died, he did not cry; when his grandson died, he did not cry; but today, he unconsciously shed tears of emotion! Because, he was about to leave the land he loved deeply, he was about to leave the land he loved deeply.
...It is also the land he has been pouring out throughout his life!
Although this land failed him, although the imperial power on this land hurt him, he repeatedly took away his son and framed his grandson... But this world is after all, Jun Zhantian's life after all, he has been the rest of his life in a hundred battles.
The battle was also protected by the Jun family through hardships!
Who can be ruthless if a person is not a plant or a tree?
To this day, he has to leave, and he has to leave! Because if he insists on not leaving, Jun Wuyi and Jun Moye will definitely not leave either. In that case, the Jun family will be truly over! Son and grandson have passed away for this land.
Shuang, will the last son and grandson be buried in this land?
No! Absolutely not!
So he had to leave! Despite this reluctance.
But now, he must be responsible for his family!
Jun Moye was alone, wearing a flowing green dress, walking on the depressed street, walking slowly towards the direction of the shouts of killing.
His expression was very leisurely and his steps were relaxed, but the intervals of each step were surprisingly consistent! He walked along the way with great care and even, very...seriousness!
Because, at the end of the road is the end of the aerial grudges!
The white-clothed army coach Jun Wuhui’s blood debt, the iron-blooded war god Jun Wumeng’s injury; the two brothers Mowo’s life, the ten years of sleep of his mother… they all have to be asked back from the culprit today!
All the costs!
Today, the Jun family has decided to leave, so Jun Moye will never do anything that has long dreams! No matter what... today, the grudges are gone!
The second prince is indeed cooperative enough, and Li Youran is also quick enough to solve one in such a short time, and even caused such a big farce. So, since that's the case, it's better to hurry up sooner than before.
As a coincidence, I might as well use this auspicious day to solve the past and the past!
The grudges and grudges end today! With me, the only descendant of the Jun family, I will ask for it myself! From then on, the Jun family will have no regrets! There will be no more in life!
On Tianxiang Street, countless houses have been pushed down. The once prosperous and lively streets and residential areas have now become battlegrounds for the battle between the two sides! In this not-so-large place, nearly 30,000 to 40,000 people shouted
As they fought, blood flowed and limbs flew slanted. Some people kept falling to the ground due to injuries, or died directly. They were still shouting for killing the moment before, but the next moment they had turned into a corpse with special body temperature...
The logistics personnel kept rushing up and snatched back their wounded men, but those who were at the core of the battle only thought they were unlucky! No non-war people would easily get involved there!
On the emperor's side, Tianxiang's Emperor is very majestic today. He is wearing a golden helmet and a golden armor, riding high on a snow-white war horse, holding a three-foot green edge to supervise the formation, and the emperor personally led the army and vowed to kill his son.
!
Behind him was the third prince Yang Zhe, who looked passionate and fearless! However, there were only forty or fifty people beside him, holding shields to protect him.
It seems that this third prince is still very afraid of death!
Opposite them, far away, the second prince was riding on a fiery red horse, turning around in circles, like a donkey spinning around in the grinding path, splashing all over the mouth
, with a hideous face: "Kill! Kill me! Kill those two bitches! I will definitely receive a lot of rewards! When I ascend to the throne and become emperor, you will be loyal ministers in the founding country! Wealthy and wealthy officials are generous,
It’s within reach! A successful battle will shine for generations!”
On the high wall of the Second Prince's Mansion, there was a chair hanging in the air, but two ropes were used to tie the Taishi chair to the big trees on both sides, more than ten feet high and sitting upright on it.
It was Li Youran, the eldest son of Li, who was fluttering in white clothes, feather fan and luster, chatting and laughing freely, and looking relaxed.
It really has a bit of the meaning of Mei Zhou Lang of the Eastern Wu of the Three Kingdoms. While talking and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed...
Li Youran observed the battle situation with a keen eye, and was very calm. The folding fan in his hand swung to the left, and the messenger on the left raised the small flag in his hand and waved it. During the battle, the second prince suddenly had a horn sounded, and the formation was also
It will change accordingly! Sometimes, when you swing to the right, there will be another change...
Jun Moye smiled and looked at this scene quietly, and suddenly realized that the second prince's military strength is at an absolute disadvantage, but under the command of Li Youran, as the formation continues to change, the entire battlefield has formed a
The flesh and blood grinding wheel, both sides suffered casualties, but the emperor's side was mostly killed and injured. The less was the more they fought against, and the smaller ones were fighting against the bigger ones, so there might not be no possibility of a counterattack...
Jun Moye was even sure that such a strange situation should have been deliberately created by Li Youran.
Otherwise, with his mind and wisdom, it would be impossible to fall into such a death battle! He would not be so leisurely and contented!