Chapter 437: The Snow That Year

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The plan has been in the works for several months, and every detail has been done to the extreme. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info even the backup failure plan has been rehearsed countless times, as long as the data on the intelligence is not wrong. Will you be able to complete the task? This is something that cannot be said, and the monks of the Yudan period are also countless retreats after failing to imagine what they would look like when they succeeded. After defeating, he will be beaten out of his original form, and the future road at that time also needs to be considered.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold-the strong man is gone!"

On the day of departure, it was also snowing heavily in the weather of June. It seemed that the heavens were crying over the lost warriors, and the sergeants stared at the five monks in the stands under the beacon tower. And all the troops are listening here with a nervous mood, the most important thing is Ziyou, an old-timer, whether he can succeed in this battle or not, he is about to leave justice, thinking of this, some monks have already two lines of tears. In the face of this goose feather heavy snow, he raised the porcelain bowl in his hand and stepped on the front of the beacon tower with a heavy heart.

"Everyone, whether you can come back or not, I guess Ziyou won't have a chance to meet you all today. This is also Ziyou's natural life! In fact, my life should have died in the last battle between good and evil. But I don't know why God gave me so much time to survive. We have accomplished the feat we have accomplished, but now it seems that God will not be in my favor anymore, and my life is coming to an end. I'm glad to have a drink with all of you, but I'm also worried about whether the evil cult in the distance has already taken action, and they want to occupy our place and let us wander and beg, will we agree?" Ziyou said like a lion roaring to the dense crowd below.

"Never say yes! Never say yes! Never say yes ......"

This morale also rushed up from the trough all of a sudden, and I don't know why the morale that was like a pool of stagnant water just now rushed to the top of the sky!

"Actually, I know why God would give me such an opportunity! Because I need forgiveness! I am guilty!"

As he spoke, he was so excited that he immediately slapped two times in the face, and it snapped!

"Actually...... In fact, many years ago, I did some things that I couldn't live with, and this is also the reason why I have been here for a long time. ”

Ziyou is ready to shake out the fact that he had been a deserter before, anyway, he is about to die, and it is not a good thing to kill his prestige in life, so that everyone knows that he is not so sacred as he imagined. And the mistakes you have made in your life need to be repaid for a lifetime, and now your early departure is really uneasy in conscience, if you can't shake out your sins, it is estimated that your life will pass like this. Of course, Ziyou hopes to get everyone's forgiveness, of course, once the monk who can't accept the reality sees that Ziyou is about to go to the next task, even the hard-hearted heart will be warm. The north wind is blowing, and the lonely figure sets off a kind of sadness!

"At the time of the last battle of that year, the weather at that time was also like today, and it was snowing heavily. But the ground was littered with corpses and rivers of blood. At that time, I did a very cowardly thing, and it was because of this incident that I survived proudly, so I led tens of thousands of subordinates to flee from the main battlefield and live a wandering life. Finally, I settled down here. Today may be the last time we will speak to you, and I don't think we will see you in the future. So I have to tell what happened in the last battle today, not to win everyone's sympathy and forgiveness, but just to make myself feel at ease. ”

A shot drags things back to the final battle......

The situation was as bleak as Ziyou described, because after several generals were killed by the evil faction, they also completely lost their combat effectiveness, and the hundreds of thousands of troops suddenly collapsed. Where will the blind flies have any fighting power? After stopping a huge battle, they also wiped out the Justice League. In the end, the whole army was wiped out, and only some mongrels were left to take refuge in the evil sect. And the battlefield at that time really can't be described in words, not to mention the casualties. Even the corpses lying horizontally on the ground are as many as stars, and the dense corpses seem to reveal an unwilling emotion. The faint smell of death infected the entire valley, and few monks cleaned the battlefield among the corpses. Some monks who have not completely lost their breath also choose to give a simple one. The army of the evil sect has already withdrawn, and it is in a hurry to go to the next stronghold to attack the city. And some of the high-level leaders in the infancy period went home early to rest, and it was under such circumstances that Ziyou was born, and a great leader Ziyou was awakened. At this time, Ziyou woke up from the layers of dead bodies covering the pot, and it is not very clear when he fainted. Ziyou just remembered that he crawled out of a group of corpses for the sake of that relatively "fresh" air. And the first time Ziyou infiltrated out was to breathe heavily, and he almost couldn't open his eyes, probably poisoned. And Ziyou also meditated on the spot with a stick of incense to recover his vision. And when he regained his eyes and saw everything, Ziyou really had a glimmer of hope that he was really blind. Seeing that everything is no longer within the scope of my own acceptance.

It's a moment to wish your eyes were really blind. Ziyou dragged his half-crippled body and looked around, carefully looking at everything in front of him now. What the hell is going on? The irrepressible inner roar shook my heart at once. Coming out and roaring, Ziyou couldn't think of a way to vent his inner anger, everything was no longer there. Is the only thing left in my heart to solve the problem is suicide? What is the reason for me to come out of the ghost door so hard? Is it just to see a dead brother? Isn't this fair? Why do you want to wake up and die in this pile of corpses? Why do you want to wake up? Why!

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