Long Zhongtian felt the silence of the people in front of him, Guo Ying kept shaking the paper fan in his hand and slowly closed his eyes, but Long Zhongtian walked down the high platform and walked into the Zhishi step by step, opening a path for him to naturally disperse.

Long Zhongtian approached Guo Ying step by step, everyone moved along Long Zhongtian's eyes, and a smile appeared on Long Zhongtian's serious face: "You are Xiao Guo Jia Guo Ying?" ”

Guo Ying's eyes suddenly opened: "Young marshal! At this moment, Guo Ying's heart was excited, he didn't expect Long Zhongtian to value him so much, and he walked in front of him among thousands of people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, Mr. Ben has heard of his talent, so he came to visit, there is not much time left for the dragon soul, and I ask Mr. forgive me for not paying a special visit." Long Zhongtian said apologetically.

Guo Ying's heart was excited, but he calmly put away the paper fan and bowed to Long Zhongtian slightly: "Such a young marshal has been favored by Guo, the national disaster is at the head, and in a special period, it is naturally a special handling, I don't know what the young marshal commands." ”

"Oh?" Guo Ying's brows furrowed, training was something he didn't expect, with Guo Ying's idea, if Long Zhongtian ignored him, he would live on Dragon Soul Island and wait for the opportunity, of course, he knew that since the young marshal in the country expressed his attention to him.

"This young marshal thinks that Guo Jiazhi's talent in the Three Kingdoms period is no worse than Zhuge Kongming, but unfortunately he died young, which is nothing more than a strong physique. Heavenly Dao in the Dragon.

Guo Ying's eyes shrank, what Long Zhongtian said was right, so after the Three Kingdoms, all Guo Jia's descendants must practice some strong monk skills, so as not to die young and leave regrets for the rest of their lives.

"The young marshal's analysis is good, my ancestors made it clear that all his descendants must learn the art of monks, and those who are reckless in martial arts are not allowed to serve the country, and the young marshal can rest assured that Guo Ying will not be a weak scholar." Guo Yingdao.

"So very good, Zhongtian believes that you are better than other brothers, because you are an excellent person, of course, Mr. has a choice, one is to live in seclusion on Dragon Soul Island and live a carefree and undisputed life, the second is to choose to return to the motherland, Zhongtian will try his best to send people to protect your safety, and third, to become a leader, a real general."

Long Zhongtian's eyes flashed, his face suddenly darkened and serious, turned around and left, and climbed on the high platform again, he looked at the embrace in his hand, calculated the time, the silence under the high platform, Guo Ying swayed the paper fan again, as always, with a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Long Zhongtian quietly waited for everyone's decision, whether the dragon soul could expand its army into a real legion, in this half an hour.

Long Zhongtian, who was waiting, turned his head to look at the female soldier training ground and met Long Shaoting's eyes, Long Zhongtian's fingers trembled slightly, and he nodded at Long Shaoting, but no one knew how excited Long Zhongtian was at the moment.

The dragon soul group landed on the coast under the leadership of Li Changren, Long Xing's eyes looked at the high platform for the first time, and his footsteps almost fell to the ground: "Young marshal!" ”

The relationship between Long Zhongtian and Long Xing is not only the relationship between teachers and students, but also the relationship between superiors and subordinates, Long Zhongtian can be said to have grown up with Long Xing, and in Long Zhongtian's heart, or Long Xing's heart has always been hidden in the emotions that are difficult to speak.

This emotion is very deep, brothers, father and son, the most existing in this world is the memory of the two, scene by scene echoed in Long Xing's mind, Long Zhongtian has become the closest relative in Long Xing's heart in a sense, as if his father has been worried.

When Long Xing heard that Long Zhongtian was still alive, he howled excitedly and cried excitedly, and ran over without hesitation.

Two months ago, Long Xing lurked into the hidden mountain, the courtyard hidden by the mountains and jungle shrubs, Long Xing did not go in, and after finding those protective nails, he slowly left.

Everything is fine, Yu'er is safe, those children are safe, but he doesn't know if Long Zhongtian is really alive, he can't take risks, he can't take Yu'er and the children to travel thousands of miles to find the ethereal dragon soul, the ethereal hope, this thing is only for him to do.

Long Xing's heart suddenly throbbed, his eyes suddenly looked at the training ground for female soldiers, looked at Long Shaoting on the high platform, looked at each other, and the thick thoughts were transmitted through the sky on the coast.

"Yes, they are all here, the young marshal is still alive, Shaoting is still alive, they are all here, they are all there!" Tears flowed in Long Xing's heart, as if tearing his heart apart.

Long Zhongtian turned his head slowly, as if someone in the dark asked him to turn his head, his eyes stayed on Long Xing's body, and the click was like five thunderbolts, and Long Zhongtian stood straight like a sculpture.

Long Xingqiang endured the emotions that were about to explode in his heart, and walked towards Long Zhongtian trembling step by step, getting closer and closer, just a few dozen meters as if thousands of miles away.

Long Zhongtian jumped off the high platform with a bang: "Long Xing, you are really alive." Long Zhongtian couldn't help the tears of the meeting, sliding down the corners of his eyes.

With a pop, Long Xing knelt down, his head touched the ground, and his body trembled violently: "Young Marshal......" choked up, just a call.

Long Zhongtian's hands seemed to have lost his strength, and he picked up the kneeling Long Xing, and Long Xing's body seemed to weigh 10,000 catties: "I'm sorry, the country is dying, the soldiers are still alive, the mountains and rivers are still there, and the dragon soul is still there......"

Long Zhongtian's tears flowed like a surging river, and at this moment, he could no longer suppress his nature, hugging Long Xing and crying, the cry made the entire Dragon Soul Island fall into silence, and everyone, all the warriors looked in the direction of the cry.

"The country is dying, what is the rest of the soldiers, the mountains and rivers are still there, and the soul of the dragon is still there!" Sixteen big characters echoed in the sky, beating everyone's hearts.

Maybe not many people understand this sentence, but those who understand this sentence are also full of tears, thinking of a lot, the clauses that lost power and humiliated the country, the pieces of land that were divided, the ancient legends, the ancient China, the Chinese soul that once stood on the top of the world, the Shenlong people who embraced all directions, and the majestic world, are now withering.

Guo Ying closed his eyes tightly, tears slipped silently, sixteen words echoed in his heart, at this moment he really understood Long Zhongtian and why Long Zhongtian did this, this is an unspeakable dream, an inexplicable ambition.

Long Xing trembled violently: "Young marshal, young marshal, how to save the country, how to save it, life and death are vast, the sand in the lang, where is the soul of the soldier, young marshal, young marshal!" ”

Long Xing can be said to be the person who knows Long Zhongtian best, and he also knows how ambitious Long Zhongtian is, but in the huge China, can only be saved by a dragon soul? Warriors are desperate to the battlefield, what is the foot, are the dead soldiers not lonely ghosts, are you worth it, are all the sacrifices worth it?

Now that China is in turmoil and a miasma, those nominal kings of the country, who thought of the mountains and rivers that were about to be shattered.