As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Nineteen town generals, two strategic generals died, and this loss was enough to make them lose their vitality and fall off the altar.

"Fang Weng has never tasted defeat in his life, and Jiangbei is only an endgame, how can it be so tragic? Also, how could Yinhe die? Those are two generals. An old man's lips trembled.

In the past two years, there has been constant friction with the border passes, and no general has ever died on the battlefield.

"The killer weapon of the Blood Fiend, the last trump card is revealed. It's just that I didn't expect it to be so powerful. The leader sighed.

The others also sighed for a while, and they couldn't help but feel sad.

After a long time, someone spoke: "Is it to release the water?" His thoughts, but no one has ever been able to see clearly. ”

The leader shook his head: "No, he did his best." The problem is here in the galaxy, not only is the galaxy dead, but it also allows the killer weapon of the blood demon to rush to the frontal battlefield in time, which is a killing move. If it's my fault, I should have gone and captured the light and shadow myself, I underestimated the killer of the Blood Fiend. ”

"Don't blame yourself, chief. Victory and defeat are common, even if we lose today, the Blood Demon will not be able to compete with us, he can kill, we just play slowly. One said.

The leader shook his head slightly, but said nothing.

Today is the decisive battle, and he wants to strangle Yang Mo in the cradle. The decisive battle was lost, how easy is it to kill Yang Mo again?

The climate in Jiangbei has been established, and the next thing can only be dealt with a little bit.

Within a day, several major organizations guarding the border pass all got the results of this battle.

The response has been varied, but without exception, high-level meetings are being held in all organizations.

"I thought the battle was over two years ago, but I didn't expect that after two years of operation, it was still turned over by the Blood Demon King, this result, I don't know how they will face it. ”

In the tall building of Muwang's Mansion, a woman chuckled and lit the materials in front of her, and then used it to light the cigarette in her hand.

"Suddenly there was a false impression that maybe in a few months, heaven and earth would be turned upside down again. Did we make the wrong decision?"

"Father, should we make a move? They are really rubbish, and they can't even find a single person after two years of searching. ”

"We can't act rashly, it's better for us to be on the sidelines, unless that organization really can't do it. ”

In an ordinary high-rise building in Kyoto, a father and son are eating.

"It's very exciting, there is another civil war, is our chance to come? We can make this war burn more vigorously. ”

"Two years ago, there was a civil war, and my vitality was devastated. Now it has not been relieved, and there is another civil war. This time, other forces must also be involved. ”

"That's a great idea, we can talk to the Blood Demon King, he needs allies by his side. ”

In the middle of a dimly lit old castle, several old men eat steaks on a large long table.

The three pavilion masters of the North Pavilion all returned to Pengcheng and were dejected.

"I just got the news that Master Gu Heng was killed, and his body was thrown into the mountains to feed the wolves. Bei Xuanli sighed.

"I regret not listening to the words of the fifth brother, this move, we made a mistake, and there will be a big disaster in the North Pavilion. Xi Tianxi said.

"Brothers, now is not the time to regret it, please make a decision as soon as possible, Yang Mo will not give us too much time. Jiang Chen looked at these people with a burst of sympathy.

Today, he was not idle, and unexpectedly learned the news of the war in Jiangbei, and he witnessed a real battle, which was incomparable to the battle between the communities.

He wanted to tell a few people the news, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't say a word.

At the same time, Yu Chao was furious.

Today, he just took the lead, and there was Nantang's army in the follow-up, but none of them came, and he was very suspicious that these people were going to send him to death.

"Yu Dynasty, it's not that we don't go, but the eldest brother suddenly received news that two forces have entered Jiangbei, so he didn't move. One of them explained.

Yu Chao didn't believe that he could make Nantang scared out of the matter and dare not get involved, what kind of force was the other party, and how many strong people were sent?

But what he got was the personal nod of his eldest brother. Fortunately, he had a friend in the military region and was the first to get the news. Otherwise, if it were really involved, Nantang might have been destroyed today.

"Well, that's it. Think about it, how to deal with Qingping Society, my proposal, Yang Mo is something we can't afford to provoke, we can only be soft. Yu Chao said on the spot.

He was at the scene, and he felt it clearly, how much murder was revealed from that game.

"Yang Mo wants to eat Nantang, how can we be soft, do we want to hand over the entire Nantang? One of them said in a loud voice.

Nantang has been around for hundreds of years, how could it be handed over to others?

"Why not? We're just changing our faces, and the boss can be the boss. Yu Chao insisted.

For a while, various voices appeared, not giving in to each other.

In the end, it was the boss who sat in the first place who opened his mouth to stop the quarrel.

"Surrender is impossible, we are not yet in a desperate situation. Even if we Nantang can't deal with Yang Mo, we can find foreign help. ”

Yu Chao was taken aback: "Boss, what do you mean by this?"

The leader replied with a smile: "I have already contacted the forces that have entered Jiangbei, and they have also replied to me and are willing to cooperate." ”

... ...

Summer is approaching, and the autumn rain brings cold, washing away the newly built tomb.

In the rainstorm, Yang Mo sat alone, singing to the moon, his voice was sometimes tactful, sometimes melodious, but there was no joy of victory and the sadness of the departure of his relatives.

In a nearby tree, two owls were drowsy.

In the torrential rain, the footsteps fell, and there was no sound.

Bai Qianqian walked behind Yang Mo, draped a windbreaker on him, and then sat aside, raining together and listening to music together.

Yang Mo was still playing selflessly, as if he didn't know that Bai Qianqian appeared beside him.

In the distance in the dense forest, a pale, slender boy who coughs often, wrapped in a gray bearskin coat, is also listening to the sound of the flute.

If anyone were here, they would be frightened by the appearance of the teenager.

On his cheek, there was a long scar that spread from his forehead, through his left eye, to his chin.

His shoulder blades have a visible protrusion.

Every time he coughed, the boy's whole body shook violently, and the scars on his face became more hideous.

His left eye would crack with a tiny crack, as if it was about to burst at any moment.

"He didn't lie to me, you're still alive, that's enough. ”

In the dark night, the young man smiled and walked away step by step.