Just after Ning Qi and Liu Qi went up to Wudang Mountain and came down again, another week passed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All the humans and cultivators are grinding their fists, because they have been squeezed too much living space by the Zerg.

Many people's brothers, friends, and even relatives were squeezed almost nothing by this sudden **** apocalypse.

Many people have seen with their own eyes that their relatives, brothers, and comrades-in-arms who were originally talking and laughing with them were swallowed by the insect tide in the blink of an eye after the group of insects pounced.

Everyone is more or less holding their breath in their hearts.

This breath has been held for more than three months, and today, it may change.

The big counteroffensive is about to begin, and between the insects and humans, there are only two ends: you live or die.

Someone wailed and cried in the night, remembering when they were devoured by the insect tide, and finally clenched the weapon in their hand angrily.

Others are filled with panic that they don't know how to deal with it.

But there are many more people, whether they are cultivators, soldiers, or even civilians who have volunteered to join.

A flame of unknown origin surged in everyone's hearts, and in their eyes, it became excitement and more than fighting spirit.

In fact, everyone knows a result in their hearts.

The bugs win, and they, including all the survivors of the planet, die.

Or they won, but they will still die, and many people will die, but all the people in the world who still survive, will live and take their share.

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...

After a week of news and preparations, the survivors of the world are ready to fight this unprecedented and extremely difficult battle.

The chariot flew with swords, and the wind swept up the smoke and dust on the ground and in the sky.

Married men say goodbye to their families.

Unmarried men seized on what might be their last chance to confess round by round.

There may even be more bizarre pictures.

....

Liu San, an ordinary soldier who has been single for so many years, and Liu Xu, a cultivator who has practiced Taoism for many years but is not very high, hooked up their shoulders and squinted their eyes with obscene eyes to look at the women who came to see them off, especially those who were beautiful, and discussed a few words in a low voice.

"That's good-looking, listen to me, Danfeng eyes, almond eyebrows, looks knowledgeable, I think it's quite suitable between us."

Liu San's eyes were bright, his mouth was wide open, and the corners of his mouth were about to salivate.

"What's that, this, this."

Liu Xu pointed to a woman not far away who was watching the soldiers go to the battlefield.

"Listen to me right, this is good, good figure, big ass, suitable for birth!"

"If you like it, just say it, what are you doing standing alone, you don't look like a gentleman."

A fellow soldier looked at the two of them with disdain.

But I can see the latter's face clearly....

"Cut...."More cultivators and soldiers and officers around him, including Liu San and Liu Xu, all dragged their voices and looked at him with disdain.

They all know the roots of this colleague who drank together last night, this person's surname is Yu Yu Qiushan, his name is very literary, and he is quite handsome from the perspective of human beings, so almost every male colleague did not miss the opportunity to laugh at him and poured him wine, last night he was dizzy when he was only two taels of liquor, and he was drunk to the depths and shouted that he must find a girl to leave his blood today.

But today, he is still alone with a large group of single big men standing here, standing straight, but in the afterglow, he has long since drifted to which girl with a good figure.

The cultivators had long been mixed up with these warriors and soldiers.

In the final analysis, cultivators are human beings, and soldiers are also human beings.

When they give their backs to others with confidence, then this group of people is already close to each other.

No matter how you fight meat and fight, after one fight after another, these have long become trivial things.

...

There was a girl who finally mustered up the courage to walk in front of Yu Qiushan, and Yu Qiushan couldn't help but straighten her body even more.

The single colleagues around him all looked at him with red eyes and jealousy and resentment.

The girl seemed a little shy, and she was also a little frightened of the single men around her who were shooting wildly.

"That..."

"What's wrong?" Yu Qiushan stood straight, but his eyes were obviously a little unsettled.

"I have something to tell you."

"Well, uh, let's go and talk about it later."

Yu Qiushan finally couldn't stand the eyes of the group of big men around him, and fled the scene sweating profusely, unknowingly, holding the girl's hand tightly.

"I'll go, why is this kid's luck so good?"

Cultivator Liu Xu said with some indignation.

There was also a large group of humming voices around him, as if supporting his words.

Belch.. There are still people who speak for Yu Qiushan. For example, at this time, a soldier with an ordinary appearance and a little quiet said, "Don't say that, let's bless him." ”

The position of this statement did not last long...

"Wei Lin!"

"Ah, my wife is here, let's go first, ahaha." He snorted and walked away quickly, as if he was afraid that if he walked slowly for a while, he would be beaten by the group...

At this time, the army composed of soldiers and ordinary cultivators is like this, and the rank of the officers at the top is about the same, because the intersection is obviously not as warm as the soldiers and monks at the bottom, but there are a lot of smiles and goodbyes to each other, and they are almost familiar with each other's battle commands, especially the officers and monks who are most obvious in the rescue and assistance, they are almost like Liu San and Liu Xu.

At this time, in a hidden place here, no one noticed that there were two people standing here.

These two people are middle-aged officers and old bricks.

The middle-aged officer is the highest leader of the Wudang Mountain army, and he is also Ye Xingnian, who has the rank of general.

At this moment, the two of them were hiding here, and they did not stop these ordinary officers and soldiers and cultivators from saying goodbye to their relatives, because they knew that this parting might be permanent.

The original disciples of Wudang Mountain no longer have their common roots, and even if they do, they don't know whether they are alive or dead because their relatives are too far away and the battles continue. So there was nothing to say goodbye to.

So standing in the middle of the group where these people come and go and wipe each other's tears, it seems a bit out of the crowd.

But it didn't last long.

When an old woman trembled and held a basket of hard-boiled eggs for them to replenish their bodies, these disciples, who originally wanted to refuse, echoed in their minds, but an old but angry voice echoed in their minds, and let them take it and eat it.

There was another shy and timid girl standing in front of a young and handsome core disciple, although she didn't say anything, her eyes already said everything.

When the young disciple didn't know what to do, the voice of the old Taoist teasingly came to his mind.

"Do you like it? If you like it, you will come back alive, and then you will continue the world. ”

The scene was detonated by people all at once!

There is no trace, and the geese pass through the aftersound.

There is no prohibition on the avenue, and what is forbidden is the human heart.

These disciples of Wudang Mountain, who have almost eaten vegetarian food and have no roots from childhood to adulthood, suddenly understood something at this moment, and seemed to understand nothing.

A group of disciples suddenly looked back and bowed in the direction hidden by the old way, meticulous.

The aura is already rich enough, what is lacking is the realm, when the realm is broken.

The momentum that rose to the sky shook every cultivator.

Lao Dao was waiting for this moment, he laughed, picked up the wine jug on his waist, thought about it, and still didn't drink it, so he put it down again.

He continued to laugh, and he couldn't be more gratified!