Jiang Xiaobai came to the wartime conference room and found Du Pingyuan sitting cross-legged alone, pranayama.

"Huh?" Du Pingyuan's breath was quickly captured by Jiang Xiaobai, and he frowned slightly.

Du Pingyuan's breath was unstable, and there seemed to be a chaotic force in his body that was destroying his body, and at this moment, Du Pingyuan was fighting against this power.

"You're here?" Du Pingyuan opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Xiaobai asked tentatively.

"Hmm!" Du Pingyuan didn't hide it, and motioned for Jiang Xiaobai to sit down, "That demon king should be a demon beast at the peak of the demon king realm, and his strength is too strong, even if I try my best, I can't kill it." ”

"After this battle, although I was seriously injured, it was not easy, and if I didn't have half a year of recuperation, I couldn't recover. ”

Half?

Jiang Xiaobai repeated alone.

"Well, you don't need too many people to know about this. Du Pingyuan got up and patted Jiang Xiaobai on the shoulder, "This time we have escaped, but I don't know how much we paid in exchange for it." ”

"The next step is to check the time of battle casualties, but I don't dare to look at this number. ”

Listening to Du Pingyuan's words, Jiang Xiaobai nodded, not only Du Pingyuan, even he didn't dare to easily investigate the casualties now.

Because this time, almost all the Los Angeles warriors fought with the will to die, and the casualties were bound to be extremely painful.

"Isn't this something that we have to know sooner or later?" Jiang Xiaobai pretended to smile lightly, "The casualties have happened, whether we look at it or not, this will be placed there, it will not increase, and it will not decrease." ”

"Let's go!" Du Pingyuan sighed, and then said.

After the two men walked out, they immediately gathered men to investigate the casualties.

When the casualty statistics were sent, Du Pingyuan was stunned.

There were more than 1,000 casualties among the martial artists in the entire Los Angeles City, and dozens of casualties among the strong grandmasters, and the specific statistics were even more terrifying.

Fang Xiqiong, the president of the Qilu Wu Academy, was killed in battle, and Kong Shang, the president of the Academy of Literature, was seriously injured.

The principal of Los Angeles Martial Arts University is seriously injured!

The Martial Arts Academy lost twelve strong grandmasters, and Fan Cheng and other strong people fell.

The military department lost fifteen grandmaster powerhouses, and the military general Xiong Chang pursued the demon beasts at the peak of the lord level and did not return.

The Li family's martial artists had a ninety percent casualty rate, and the head of the family was beheaded when he besieged and killed the Blue Fantasy Python.

……

Every familiar name, every familiar figure, after today's war, will be far away from them.

Jiang Xiaobai stood in front of the warriors of Qilu Wuda, looking at the casualty statistics about Qilu Wuda.

Fang Xiqiong fell, and Kong Shang was seriously injured.

Tang Songting, Meng Shu and others were all killed.

Lan Yingying was seriously injured and unconscious, and her life and death were uncertain.

The warriors of the martial arts club, such as Zhong Liang, Zheng Kai, Qian Buyi and others died in battle.

This time, Qi Luwu suffered the heaviest casualties, with one dean killed and one injured, and the instructor was even more annihilated.

It almost destroyed the entire Qilu Wuda.

"President!"

Yang Chengbin and others burst into tears, their seniors in the past, but now they are separated by yin and yang.

"Crying for what?"

Jiang Xiaobai shouted sharply.

"The predecessors died in battle, leaving us the hope of life, because we want you to live better, cultivate hard, kill the demon beasts in the future, and avenge them. ”

"What's the use of crying instead of letting you cry here?"

Yang Chengbin and the other martial artists stopped crying in an instant and looked at Jiang Xiaobai stupidly.

"How is Sister Lan?" At this time, Liu Dou'er ran out of the crowd and rushed to Jiang Xiaobai to question.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Xiaobai looked at Liu Dou'er and found that the other party was also covered with blood, and the original white dress had been dyed red by blood at the moment.

This time, Jiang Xiaobai did not take Liu Dou'er to participate in the battle, not to mention that when the demon beasts attacked the city, she was still in retreat.

But now that I think about it, Liu Douer looks like she has just experienced a big war.

"Where's my Sister Lan?" asked Liu Dou'er with red eyes.

"In!" Jiang Xiaobai pointed to Lan Yingying's location, and Liu Dou'er rushed over directly.

The wounds on Lan Yingying's body had been bandaged, and her beautiful eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Sister Lan!" Liu Dou'er lay on Lan Yingying's body, her little eyes red and cried.

"Dean Du has already seen it, Sister Lan is just injured and fainted. Jiang Xiaobai comforted, "I'll wake up." ”

"Xiaobai, you can bring them back first!" a martial artist from the Martial Arts Academy came to Jiang Xiaobai's side and said in a deep voice.

Now, Qi Luwuda has suffered heavy losses, and the deans of the martial arts academy have all been killed, and now in the martial arts academy, Jiang Xiaobai has unknowingly become a talker.

However, Jiang Xiaobai does have such qualifications, after all, Jiang Xiaobai is already a powerhouse at the peak of the Nine Grades, even a strong person who has just entered the Grandmaster is not an opponent.

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaobai responded.

Not only Jiang Xiaobai's family, but also the martial artists of the Martial Arts Academy and the military department also dispersed.

After all, if they were here all the time, it would be useless, and now that the demon beasts have retreated, they need to recuperate.

After returning to Wuhan University, Jiang Xiaobai stopped at the gate of Wuhan University.

"There is no end to martial arts, and there is a great spirit!"

These eight big characters loom in the sky, exuding a faint brilliance.

Jiang Xiaobai looked back and saw immature faces, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

I still remember that when he first woke up, Jiang Xiaobai had never really integrated into it, but now, especially after this battle, he found that he had integrated into this world.

Family affection, friendship, all this accompanied Jiang Xiaobai's life trajectory.

Jiang Xiaobai took Lan Yingying to the confirmation room of Wuhan University and quietly looked at this sleeping beauty.

Along the way, Liu Douer always grabbed Lan Yingying's hands and never let go.

"Xiaobai, Sister Lan will really be fine, right!" asked Liu Dou'er with a raised face.

"Yes!" Jiang Xiaobai looked at the tear-stained little face and showed a faint smile, "Don't worry, Sister Lan will be fine." ”

"Hmm!" Liu Dou'er nodded vigorously and put Lan Yingying's hand on her face, "Sister Lan, do you still want to go home with Doudou?"

Looking at Liu Dou'er's excited and nervous appearance, Jiang Xiaobai didn't stay long.

Now that the war is over, things are not over, and there are more things he needs to deal with.

"Are you out?" As soon as Jiang Xiaobai walked out of the recuperation room, he saw Zhang Chulan greet him.

"When did you come back?" Jiang Xiaobai felt a burst of comfort in his heart when he saw Zhang Chulan.

There was no Zhang Chulan on the casualty list, he thought that the other party was missing, and he originally wanted Kong Shang to look for it, but he didn't expect that the other party actually appeared.

"I've always been there, I've never left. Zhang Chulan said lightly.

"And then?" Jiang Xiaobai frowned, if he didn't know Zhang Chulan's temper, he still thought that the other party was pretending to be forced?

"No, there is no recuperation room, I need to recuperate!" Zhang Chulan finished speaking, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.