The cracks on the surface of the body are still expanding, and in the blink of an eye, they have spread to the back of the shoulders.

Tuoba Demon's spiritual power was surging wildly, wanting to repair the injuries in his body, feeling the sharp pain that kept repulsing, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Unexpectedly, Lu Hongyu could still launch an attack of this level, but this time he underestimated the enemy. Otherwise, with his strength, he wouldn't have been injured like this......

"Bang!"

At that moment, a muffled sound sounded, and a figure with a silver light leaped up from the deep pit in the field.

"Lu Hongyu!"

There was a sudden exclamation in the field, and Ah Jiao looked at the figure, and some deep surprise welled up in his eyes!

Tuoba Demon looked at that figure, and his face sank again. I didn't expect this guy to be dead, but it seems that he was also seriously injured.

"Humph!"

Just when Lu Hongyu just fell to the ground, Tuoba Demon snorted coldly, and as soon as his body moved, he swept towards it.

What Lu Hongyu did just now made him feel a little more jealous, so in order to avoid any more moths, it was better to solve him first.

Lu Hongyu also noticed the movement of the Tuoba Demon, his complexion changed instantly, he needed a little time to breathe, with his current state, he couldn't take that sharp blow. His injuries were no lighter than those of the Tuoba Demon, and he was even far from being victorious, and even the tip of the silver spear was cut off a corner!

The speed of the Tuoba Demon was extremely fast, and it came to his eyes in an instant, Lu Hongyu gritted his teeth, hurriedly mobilized the residual spiritual power, propped up the silver spear, and just wanted to resist a little, but a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lu Hongyu suddenly, looking at the familiar face, his face turned pale in an instant, and he roared angrily: "Ah Jiao, go away!"

However, as if he hadn't heard, Ah Jiao raised the long knife in his hand and fought directly with the Tuoba Demon!

"Bell!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, but in the next moment, Ah Jiao's long black knife was shattered in his frightened eyes!

"Brother Hongyu, go first!"

The fiery red knife drove straight in, and the red light flashed, and a stream of boiling blood spilled in the air.

Ah Jiao's body was directly torn apart at this time, split into two halves and fell to both sides. Lu Hongyu's eyes were a little dull as he looked at the extremely impactful bloody scene in front of him, and Mu Ran turned his eyes to look around, and his expression was even more devastated as death.

It turned out that he was the only member of Group B who was still standing here before.

Lu Hongyu sighed lightly: "I did my best......"

"Poof!"

Immediately after, a long, fiery red knife pierced through his chest, the tip of which protruded from his back.

"Say, where is Feng Qiwu?"

"Ahem, hehe......"

Lu Hongyu grinned slightly, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and tightly grasped the blade of the knife that remained outside his body!

Letting the palm of his hand be cut to blood, Lu Hongyu raised his head with difficulty, staring closely at the eyes of the Tuoba Demon, and a almost inaudible voice sounded softly between the two:

"Are you really stupid or fake?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the Tuoba Demon frowned suspiciously.

However, in the next moment, the doubt in his eyes turned into a thick fear, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly exploded in his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Because at this time, the aura on Lu Hongyu's body actually began to riot wildly, and his entire body was directly more than doubled compared to before!

"Retreat!"

The Tuoba Demon roared angrily at this time, and his feet were also hurriedly raised, trying to escape from the danger range.

He already had a premonition of what Lu Hongyu was going to do...... And this also made him scold in the bottom of his heart, this madman!

However, as soon as the figure jumped up, the Tuoba Demon felt that his movements were stagnant, and the long knife that was still in Lu Hongyu's body turned out to be a fatal link that locked the two together! Lu Hongyu was holding the long knife tightly, restraining his steps, and when the blood continued to spurt out, there was a firm color in his eyes that wanted to be fulfilled.

Even if it's dead...... I want to drag you, the enemy general, to die together!

I did my best to do this......

City Lord, and the companions of Group B, next, it's up to you ......!

The Tuoba Demon was anxious and angry, feeling that the energy surge around him was becoming more and more intense, so he could only be ruthless and abandon the long knife to protect himself. But Lu Hongyu didn't allow him to escape his shackles, the spiritual power in his body that had already rushed to the limit burned to the tipping point in an instant, and in the terrifying sight of the Tuoba Demon, everything was shattered......

Before the retreat order could be conveyed to the ears of the virtual soldiers of Group A, an earth-shattering explosion sounded first throughout the mountain range.

A stream of blood-colored energy shot straight into the sky, turning into a small mushroom cloud, which was clearly visible even from miles away!

The center point of the explosion, that terrifying energy, if it was fully received, even if it was a Qi Transformation Realm cultivator, he could only end up seriously injured.

……

When Ye Shuo and the others arrived, what they saw was this magnificent scene.

After the explosion, there was nothing left in this ruined land.

Whether it is the Tuoba Demon, or the virtual soldiers under his command, or Lu Hongyu, Ah Jiao...... Once here, the soldiers who fought with blood have quietly returned to the loess.

An extreme destruction took away honor and disgrace, and sealed merit and demerits.

The only thing that can still be found is Lu Hongyu's silver spear that was thrown out of the field early.

Even though a tip has been shaved off, even though the whole body is stained and shiny, it is still standing.

Standing next to a broken old tree stump.

It seems to stand for eternity.

It symbolizes an inexhaustible struggle.

It sings the praises of an unyielding and loyal soul.

……

The only thing that was brought back to Group B was a mahogany coffin.

When the lid of the coffin was lifted, there was a scarred spear lying quietly.

That was the only thing Lu Hongyu left.

His corpse, along with the Tuoba Demon, had been blown to ashes, and only his weapon was kept as a system item.

Feng Qiwu stood for a long time at the spear in the coffin, and never said a word.

It wasn't until he ordered the coffin lid to be closed again, and everyone stood silently behind him to send Lu Hongyu on his last ride, but Feng Qiwu took another step.

He walked to the coffin step by step.

Then, under the shocked gaze of everyone, he slowly bent down, bowed formally to the coffin.

That was his highest courtesy to the undead as a manager.

He has always had a casual attitude towards this trial, and he has always disdainfully said that this is just a game, but he actually lowered his always arrogant head in front of the audience of the world for the sacrifice of a young general, a virtual sacrifice.

This bow also gave his own pride, the pride of the Nine Shadows Palace, together.

After everyone was stunned for a long time, no one said much to ask, and they all lowered their bodies to express their last memorial to Lu Hongyu.

……

It didn't take long for a news about Group B to spread in the Group A camp.

"I heard that Feng Qiwu is going to hold a funeral for Lu Hongyu!

"Isn't this a show?" Ge Shuchong leaned back on the seat angrily, "Besides, it's not really dead, Lu Hongyu is watching from the outside, isn't this unlucky?"

"So you saw it, right?" Yan Yueque also opened his mouth with half a mockery, "Whether this death is worth or not, the key depends on who is saved! Just because it is the boss who is saved, okay, the value has doubled!"

"That's why I said you, watch it in the future and learn a little!"

The meaning of these words is to imply to everyone that next time there is an opportunity to sacrifice for him, don't complain, don't escape, and honestly become his pawn, which can give you a chance to "glorify your ancestors".

In this regard, most people disagree, but it is inconvenient for them to refute Yan Yueque directly, so they can only look at each other and make promises.

"Not necessarily. ”

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from outside the door.

striding forward turned out to be in Mogucheng, which had been in retreat in the secret room of Gengcheng for a long time!

I haven't seen him for many days, and the arrogant temperament in him is even more awe-inspiring. The spiritual power fluctuations are strong and condensed, an incomparable killing aura, fully visible to the outside.

"I know that even if they sacrifice to save you Yan Yueque, you will definitely ignore it. ”

Yan Yueque was so annoyed that she stood up on the spot, faced him, and said angrily: "Mo Gucheng, I warn you not to look for trouble! What's the matter, you didn't see any obvious breakthrough when you went out of the customs this time, so you are in a hurry to argue with me head-on?"

"That's better than you, too. Mo Gucheng glanced at him and turned his gaze away disdainfully, "You really look terminally ill now." ”

"You ......" Yan Yue was so angry that she was pulled by a few people beside her, so that she avoided a fight. After a long while, as if he had calmed down, he coughed dryly, straightened out the moon-white robe he was wearing, and leaned back into his seat.

"Okay, okay, since you're out of the customs, then let me join the battle in the future, listen to my arrangement, remember?"

"I refuse. Mo Gucheng still didn't save face for him at all, and after coldly throwing off this sentence, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

Next, how to calm the turmoil he caused will be left to others to worry about.

……

That same evening.

It is said that Group B is holding a funeral for Lu Hongyu, and there is no time to beat them for the time being, and the members of Group A have a rare leisure, and in the camp at night, there are three groups of three, five in a bunch, showing a colorful picture of night talks.

I don't know how, a group of people chatted and chatted, and it became popular to reminisce about the past.

They looked at the photographs in the jade slips and told the stories in the photographs to the others. The topic is nothing more than that year's youth, that year's first love.

Twenty years old is a somewhat embarrassing age. Some are married and have children, others are still following the curfew at home, some have found a good job and are thriving in their careers, while others are still pursuing their degrees and are occasionally unsure about their future as they face a stack of exam papers on their desks.

Including them who are now in the Tiangong Gate, some of them are already young and strong, dominating the party, and the future is bright, but some people feel that their cultivation is becoming more and more difficult, and they don't know whether to continue to persevere, or find another way out; some people have found their true love, but some people are still hitting walls everywhere, and so far they only have secret loves, but no first love.

The same people don't have the same fate, but it is at this crossroads of fate that they miss it more and more. I miss that youth that only needed simple effort and didn't need to worry about growing up.

"Alas, good-looking youth is youth, and if it's not good-looking, then it can only be called life!"

I don't know who said such a sentence first, and it immediately caused a strong resonance.

The story about "appearance" somehow became a sad history of blood and tears.

Some people said that the girl who had worked hard and chased her for several years was really before and after the saddle, and she was so good to her that she wanted to cry, but her attitude was always lukewarm, and then she was abducted by a handsome guy who had only known her for two or three days. That handsome guy really wants nothing, only one face, and his face is worth his years of dedication.

Some people also say that you are not bad, but you are really miserable. He saved money for a few months, invited the girl he liked to sing, because he was afraid of the cold field, he specially called a brother to assist, and the sister fell in love with the brother he brought at first sight, chasing after him all day long, and when he encountered a problem, he came to ask for his help, and he felt that he was in a bag.

A group of people scrambled to tell the story, and the story was really more miserable than the other. Soon, a few girls chimed in.

The male god who claimed to have emotional trauma and would never love anymore was easily cured of an old illness by a beautiful woman. "What else can I do but keep smiling?"

The male god who trampled his self-esteem under his feet was willing to be trampled under the feet of another beautiful woman. The person who was reluctant to let him suffer a little grievance was abused by others as grandchildren. If the male god can be half as good to himself as he is to her, she is willing to let herself die immediately!

In this way, the night talk has become a grievance meeting at some point.

Those who "look at the right eye" in the Tiangong Gate and interact with each other, in the final analysis, are they not because they are good-looking? Including this time, they are also participating in the trial, and those handsome guys who can get attention are definitely those handsome guys, they are a group of background boards. It is estimated that when the girls take screenshots of their male gods, they are only willing to cut off half of their faces.

Finally, a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes raised his head and shouted into the night sky.

"The girl opposite, if you are watching this live broadcast, and you are not married and I am not married, are you willing to consider dating me? My micro-time account is 'Waiting for a Love 0989', as long as you take the initiative we will have a story!"

Another thin boy also sat up with a smile, pretending to be affectionate and raised his head and shouted, "Girl, I can take 99 steps to you, and the last step is up to you, how about it?"

This "confession in the air" seems to have become fashionable, people are looking at the camera, shouting out their courtship declarations to their heart's content, and the micro-time and space account has reported one after another, in the eyes of others, they may be stupid, but as everyone knows, they just want to try their best to seize that little bit of fate in this youth delayed by appearance.

(End of chapter)