When will the Great Wall fall completely?

Is it when there is no last intact wall left in the erosion of time and years of disrepair?

Was it when it was bombarded into ruins by the shells of a strong enemy?

Was it when ignorant children dug out bits and pieces of corpses as a building block game?

No, neither, the Great Wall will only collapse when it is completely abandoned by those it guards, the Great Wall will only be destroyed when the people it guards turn away, and the Great Wall will only die when it is forgotten by those who guard it.

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Today's rivers are full of blood, as if a non-existent red sun has fallen into them, and the names that were once loud have been buried, and from today onwards, other names will rise and hang on this continent like superstars.

South China Zhang Hu!

North China Wangjiang!

Huaxi Maping!

East China Yulan!

Four generals who were unpredictable on the eve of the great change of the Heavenly Dynasty and withdrew to the border and even outside the line all had a tacit understanding on this day, among which Wang Jiang occupied the original imperial capital, Yu Lan and Zhang Hu garrisoned around Jianye, and Ma Ping entered Shu, the situation in the world was treacherous for a while, and the old men who survived the great change smelled the strong smell of gunsmoke.

The cultivators are all finished, but the age of mortals has really come, but if you want to witness the singing and dancing, someone needs to lift the blood-red curtain.

Who will fire the first shot?

No one knows, and no one can foresee it, but no one, no one, wants to make a move when they are not sure of victory.

It's not that they don't want to win, but they don't want to lose, they don't dare to lose, and they can't afford to lose.

If you win, you will sit on the world, and if you lose, you will lose your reputation.

After exterminating the Xiuzhen Gate Lords hidden in various places one by one, the four generals began to seek foreign aid to increase their bargaining chips in a different way, but at this moment, those former enemies of the Xiuzhen Realm, and those alien races who had been suppressed by the monks and couldn't raise their heads, did not pay attention to the meaning of the four generals at all.

The Dragon Vein of the Heavenly Dynasty has been destroyed, this land has lost its greatest value, and the four generals are only cleaning the cultivation forces in the Heavenly Dynasty Realm at this moment, as we all know, after the destruction of the Dragon Vein, there is a cultivation team that has gone to the ocean to find a new Dragon Vein. At this moment, I am afraid that the news of the country has reached the ears of that team, and so far this team has not returned, and I am afraid that there is an unspeakable bloody storm brewing.

Therefore, when the four generals worked hard to pull foreign aid, only some crooked melons and cracked dates came to promise them.

The chances of victory are slim.

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The slim chance of victory is not the worst thing, there is an even worse situation called "slim chance".

In the ice and snow, a team marched against the wind, and each of them was full of filial piety, shoulder-to-shoulder coffin, and full of bitterness and hatred.

Some people see death as home, and some don't know whether they live or die, judging from the dress and configuration of this team, they should be the former.

There are thousands of ways to "live" in this world, and each one is not very easy to walk. On the other hand, there are only a few ways to "die" in this world, and each of them is very easy to walk.

If people insist on seeking death, there is no question of not being able to die at all.

The team soon found their own Grim Reaper:

It was a lonely figure standing on the cliff of the ice field, his black sword, black hair, and black pupils almost fused with the drowsy polar night, and the white flames on his body eclipsed the ice and snow around him.

"Phew!"

Putting down the coffin under the cliff, bending his knees, the leader shouted to the top of the cliff with a voice like a lone wolf howling the moon: "Zhao family Lingyun came to beg for death!"

The sound shook the wilderness, and the howling wind was silent.

Zhao Lingyun held up a sword with both hands, and the hilt of the sword pointed at the cliff.

The Grim Reaper on the cliff didn't respond, and he cared more about the sword in his hand than the group of people he didn't know at the bottom of the cliff.

The sword was pitch black enough to swallow the night.

"Zhao family Lingyun came to beg for death!"

Zhao Lingyun shouted again, and a little light poured out of him, surrounding him like fireflies.

"I didn't expect that there were still people in Zhao's family who cultivated this kind of 'Dao'. Compared to the roar of hissing exhaustion and sonic shock, it was the inconspicuous fluorescence that rose from Zhao Lingyun's body that attracted the attention of the people on the cliff.

casually threw the sword in his hand into the snow, and the white flames were completely retracted, and at this time, the face of the god of death on the cliff could be seen clearly by everyone at the bottom of the cliff.

That's Mo Xie.

"The grievances between the Zhao family and me have been cleared up, if you want to die, you can help yourself. Mo Xie said, "But I'm curious, the cultivation realm is already like this, you can still find here, don't you plan to go back and clean up the mess first?"

"Yes, the grievances between Mr. Mo and my Zhao family have been cleared, but the cause and effect have not yet been settled. Zhao Lingyun said loudly, "There is still a cause and effect between Mr. Mo and my Zhao family Elder Chongtian!"

The words are conclusive and reasonable.

Mo Xie smiled: "Don't you say that I forgot, I entrusted Aunt Wang to Zhao Chongtian to take care of it at the beginning, and now...... He's really 'competent' in taking care of people. ”

Aunt Wang had fallen into the hands of the military behind Zhang Lingshu, and Mo Ye, who had been busy with Linming's affairs before, had not found time to go back to rescue her, and only reacted when he was reminded by Zhao Lingyun at this moment.

Maybe I've been on this ice field for too long, and even my thinking has become a little dull, or maybe it's because I have finally completed and solved a few major things, and my shoulders have been lifted for a while, and my thinking is empty.

Zhao Lingyun heard Mo Xie's unhappy tone, and also felt Mo Xie's unkind eyes, so he called out for the third time: "Zhao Family Lingyun, come and beg for death!" The sword was handed out, and the fireflies held his sword all the way to Mo Ye.

"It's a rotten sword, it's an insult to my hand to touch it. Mo Xie flew up and kicked the sword away, "Get out of here!"

The sound of an iron sword falling to the ground sounded on the ice field in the distance, and Zhao Lingyun was distracted for a moment, and when he moved his gaze to the cliff again, there was no one there.

Only a black sword was stuck alone on the cliff, abrupt, but there was not the slightest contradiction with this landscape, as if it should stand here.

It's like a monument.

"Big brother, what should we do now?, can we go back?" a short man behind Zhao Lingyun asked.

"Go back, can we still go back?" Zhao Lingyun snorted, "Compared to those mortals who are full of hatred for monks, Mr. Mo has no kindness to us monks, this time we all have the belief of mortality, whether we succeed or not, we can no longer return to the Heavenly Dynasty ......."

Zhao Lingyun sighed, he pointed to the black sword on the cliff: "Let's spend the rest of our lives guarding this sword, this is Mr. Mo's greatest mercy." ”