Nan Ke was taken aback when he heard this.

"Isn't Bai Yujie already in the past, how can this happen?"

Long Yanjie said angrily: "He chose Jiang Zhen'er and gave up An Qi. ”

"Young master, then let's hurry up and save her." Nan Ke said anxiously.

Long Yanjie clenched his fists and swung it to the side, and there was a "horn", and another cracking sound came.

"The North Lord suddenly had a nervous heart, if I could go, I would have gone a long time ago!

Now that he wants to marry the bones even more absurdly, he will definitely do what he says, and when he goes back, he will freeze himself and wait for the bones to grow.

As long as I don't bring Angel back, it won't be a condition to agree to him. ”

Nan Ke opened his mouth, but he was anxious, but he didn't know what to say.

One end is Angel, and the other is bone.

Not to mention that the young master is difficult to do, even him, he doesn't know how to solve it.

Wait for a second longer, and all you may have to wait for is Anqi's death.

Long Yanjie stood up.

"I'm going to Mobei."

She is now in an imminent crisis, and as for the unreasonable demands of the North Lord, they will not be resolved until the bones are adults.

When Nan Ke was in trouble at both ends, he heard the decision made by the young master and hurriedly stopped him.

"Young master, at this time, Nan Ke doesn't know how to choose.

I just know that whether it's you, Mrs., Tian Jing, you always put it first and foremost, it must be a matter of bones. If Madame knew the current situation, she would definitely not agree with the young master to save her. And regardless of the future of the bones. ”

Long Yanjie saw Nan Ke come out to stop him, and his heart was even more unhappy, he said with a calm face: "Parents all over the world love their children, because of this, how many parents are paying without regrets, and even their children take it for granted.

In my opinion, human life is life. Bones and Angel are both equally important family members to me.

According to what you say, from the perspective of the bones, she has to give up her own business first. Go save her mommy. ”

Nan Ke listened to the young master's words. 'Plop' and kneeling.

"Nanke, you pet bones, I know. But there has to be a rush to the occasion. Right now, Angel's life is on the line. ”

Nanke was still on his knees. "All of them" kowtowed a few times.

The Long Yan Realm saw him like this. Stand still first.

Nan Ke straightened up, knelt down and said to him, "Young Master, Nan Ke really wants to save Madame." But Anke didn't stop the young master to spoil the bones. If it was someone else who made this non-part request, Nan Ke wouldn't be worried at all, but the north lord was the one who could work with the young master to balance the warlike second lord of the southwest. ”

Nan Ke only said this, and said no more, he believed that the young master understood what he meant.

You don't see the head of Qinghai, and no one collects the ancient white bones.

The new ghost is annoyed and the old ghost is crying, and the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet voice is chirping.

The wind blew the yellow sand, and the smoke of gunpowder rose everywhere, like a fog in the ghost domain. The corpses were mutilated, and the painful wails of dying filled the ears, which was more like a scene from hell.

It won't be long before jackals smell blood and clean up the battlefield.

"Hoth-William-Amun-Little Ruru-"

In the thick smoke, shouts were heard at first, and gradually, an emaciated body could be seen, rummaging around among the corpses on the ground.

The blood was so stained that she couldn't see her face, so she wiped it with her sleeve, trying to make out which one she knew and which one she didn't.

She couldn't tell if she was in tears, she had experienced an unknown number of such scenes these days.

She saw different uniforms, different teams, but she couldn't tell who was the enemy and who was the enemy. This is not like a battlefield, but a slaughterhouse, where there is no friend or foe, only slaughter.

Everyone she saw was red-eyed.

Every team they saw was red-eyed.

He tells her that the only way to survive here is to kill a bloody way.

Kill, keep killing.

Don't form alliances, because allies who have just formed an alliance will turn against each other on the battlefield for their own benefit.

They don't need to form alliances, because they are 'abyssal' warriors, and they are here to take revenge on these war parties.

"Little Lulu ......"

She rummaged through each name as she shouted.

Suddenly hearing the sound of a truck moving, she hurriedly lay down next to the pile of corpses, waiting for the convoy to drive far away before daring to slowly get up.

There was already a fox wolf in the distance, and she was so anxious that she immediately rummaged around.

She didn't believe they were all dead, even though every battle was inevitable with casualties.

It seemed that someone behind her was quietly approaching her, making her hairs stand on end in an instant.

After standing straight for a second or two, she jerked her head back and held up the fake gun that Dut had made for her with the barrel in one hand.

"William!"

Standing behind her turned out to be William, and in addition to him, several other people were also standing and watching her.

"You-" She was so excited that she was speechless.

He laughed, resisted the gun, and walked over.

"Although this gun is a fake gun, this one is well placed!" He gave An Ruo'er a thumbs up.

An Ruo'er was in no mood to pay attention to his praise now, and was reborn after another catastrophe, and when she saw their bloody and dirty faces again, she felt that they were the kindest and loveliest faces she had ever seen.

Although the current people can't even make up ten.

She rushed over and hugged them one by one, crying and laughing with excitement.

But he didn't hide his emotions at all.

The first few times, when she saw the rest of the people, she would always grieve first.

But they taught her that here, not to look at the lying and the sacrificed, but to see the still standing and alive.

The living are more important than the dead.

But those who die will live forever on their banner of revenge.

As she hugged Amun, he handed her a gun.

"Angel, Xiao Lulu's gun will be used for you."

An Ruo'er's originally happy expression suddenly froze, looked at the gun, and hurriedly looked at the remaining people.

Little Lulu is no longer in it.

Her lips twitched a few times, and without asking anything more, she took the gun, but her hand was gripping it tightly, as if she was fighting for her life with death.

Amon said with a dejected expression: "We were together, a grenade...... That's all that's left. ”

Amon swallowed hard, and then said, "The gun can still be used, so let's use it for you." ”

William called 'Assemble' and gathered the rest together.

Amon glanced at the gun again, but it was clear that he was not looking at the gun, but at a naughty and cute child. Then he hurried to the team to stand in line and assemble.

There were less than ten men left, and they were quickly assembled, and under William's command, they continued to march deep into the war zone.

An Ruoer held the gun and quickly ran in front of William.

She handed the gun to him with both hands.

"The gun belongs to Xiao Lulu, it should belong to the 'abyss' now, and I have no right to it." (To be continued.) )