Everyone cheered!

I looked through my telescope at the camp in the distance. There was a bonfire, but everyone fell to the ground, thousands of people, and it was as quiet as a paradise of happiness.

We survived quietly for two hours.

By this time the poison gas had already decomposed, and we drove over with submachine guns on our backs and grenades.

There were corpses everywhere. In fact, you can't step without stepping on a corpse. Most of the dead bodies were Mongols and cultists, and a small number were imperial soldiers who had not yet been escorted away.

Next to the big campfire in the middle are the corpses of Nameless and Grass and Wood Ma!

I went up and stabbed them in the heart with my saber first—they were obviously dead.

In order to prevent the corpses from being cheated or something, I ordered their heads to be cut off. Soon, two heads rolled at my feet, and the nameless head was a sleek white egg, and the head of the grass and wood was like a fluffy hairy egg.

Damn it! I thought they were the protagonists, and they just died!

I spat heavily on the ground.

What a Son of God, a prophet, an emperor! If you don't brag, you won't die!

I looked around, but none of my acquaintances were there. Ten Thousand Poison Treasure and Mia Qiang are not there. I don't know what it feels like in my heart, whether I'm glad they didn't die, or sorry that they didn't die?

At this time, countless people rushed over!

Damn, they're all Mongols. Zhao Zhuojun took the lead and rushed over.

The men stared blankly at the head of the grass and wood, motionless. Especially Zhao Zhuojun, he knelt on the ground, staring at the grass and Muzhen's head, and his hand wanted to touch but didn't touch it. He muttered, "Liar! Swindler! Are you not prophets and sons of God? Aren't you emperors and prime ministers? How did you die? Come back to life! Hurry up and come back to life! ”

Zhao Zhuojun stood up suddenly: "Damn, what did you do?" ”

Me: "Who else but me?" ”

Him: "How did you do that?" ”

Me: "Poison!" You can use it, but we can't? You know, I'm from the inner court, what can't I do? ”

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At this time, another group of people gathered around. It was the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Maitreya Sect, and the Ten Thousand Poison Treasure and Mia Qiang took the lead.

Then another group of people came up, and it was people from other "cults." The Queenless Sect holds their pure white flag; The Women's League held their pure red flag; The Liberals carry their tricolor; The Hehai Cult held their skull flags; Shinrikyo holds their cogwheel flags; The Commoners carried their sticks and bowls; The business teachers carried their gold coin flags; Neo-Confucianism holds their Tai Chi flag.

People were pointing at the heads on the ground with strange expressions.

More Mongols came over. People were crying.

Someone shouted: "The ten tribes of the fishing sea are all dead!" ”

Someone shouted: "Kill him, avenge the boss!" ”

These people gathered around.

I shouted, "Your boss is dead!" Kill me and you won't be able to live! ”

Hundreds of people on our side raised their submachine guns, and some even pulled the safety bolts of the grenades.

Zhao Zhuojun shouted: "Stop! ”

People were looking at him.

I shouted, "This is a cult provocation!" What a prophet this man is pretending to be! Who has ever seen the dead prophet Son of God? Now that he's dead, it's all over! The court won't care about you! ”

Countless people shouted, "Kill them!" ”

I shouted again: "We are here to exterminate the cult, not to make it difficult for you Mongolians!" Kill us, and the court will let you go? Think about it! ”

Countless people gathered around.

I shouted, "Come up again and we'll all perish!" Believe it or not, I'm going to poison it now? Let's die together! I can kill even your so-called prophet and Son of God, let alone you? ”

Zhao Zhuojun shouted: "Let them go!" That's the end of it! ”

He muttered, "It's our fault, it's the grass and trees that are really wrong!" What did he say about himself as the Son of the Prophet! Swindler! ”

He kicked the dead Son of God and the Prophet severely, chanting, "Liar! ”

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I looked at Wan Wanbao in front of me and said, "Xiaobao, you ......."

He stared into my eyes and said, "Don't call me Wan Wan Bao, call me Wan Wan Poison Treasure." ”

I understand, the little brother Wan Wan Bao who used to ask me this and that is no longer the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

I said to him, "Then goodbye." ”

I turned to Cuong on the side and said, "Cuong, I'm ......."

He said, "Call me Mia Qiang." ”

I understand that the previously melancholy Ah Cuong is gone, and now he is the heart of Mi Ah Qiang.

I waved at him, "Goodbye." ”

There was also a circle of Jianghu people standing next to it.

Zhang Xiao'e was also present, and she was surrounded by people from the Sichuan Gang. She spat on the ground and spat on the sand between me and Miaqiang.

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At this time, a man in his thirties jumped out, he looked at the ground, looked at the loss, and shouted: "Big brother! Eldest brother! ”

I later learned that this person was Xin Yongqiu, the deputy sect leader of the Death Serving Sect. The Vice-Leader of the Death Servant Sect is all called by this name. This bastard will be more on later.

Xin Yongqiu shouted: "Damn! Who killed the Master? ”

A crowd of people looked at me.

He also looked at me and walked towards me.

All of my men raised their submachine guns and pointed them at him, the muzzles of the black holes pointed at his head.

Xin Yongqiu turned to Mi Aqiang: "He killed our sect leader, kill him quickly!" ”

Mia Qiang yelled at him, "Fuck off! Where did we come from, what does our Maitreya Sect have to do with your Death Servant Sect? Get out of the way! ”

Xin Yongqiu was half a head taller than Mia Qiang, and he stared at Mia Qiang deadly.

The Death Servant was dressed in pure black and carried a pure black banner, and there were several hundred of them. There are three Maitreya religions, with a total of several thousand people.

Thousands of people surrounded hundreds of people.

The people around dodged more than ten meters away, making way for Xin Yongqiu and Mi Aqiang, watching this good show.

Zhao Zhuojun on the side shouted: "Damn! Get out of here! What a Dead Servant! What Maitreya! What are the top ten holy sects and gangs! What a prophet, the Son of God! Don't us out, go back to the mainland! Get out! ”

A large number of Mongols surrounded them.

Xin Yongqiu glanced at Zhao Zhuojun, squatted down, wrapped the nameless egg head with a Death Serving Sect flag, and pinned it to his waist. He pointed at me with his right hand, pointed at Mi Aqiang, pointed at Zhao Zhuojun, and said word by word: "There will be a period later!" ”

He waved his hand: "Go!" Hundreds of Death Servant Cultists in black clothes, black pants and black flags followed him.

Mia Qiang turned to me and said, "You are the imperial court, I am a cult, and we are incompatible." You saved me once, and I'll let you live now. Let's go! ”

I looked at the circle of people, and everyone looked serious.

I said to Zhao Zhuojun: "Brother Zhao, goodbye!" ”

He ignored me.

I said to Wan Poison Bao, "Xiaobao, goodbye! ”

He ignored me.

I said to Mia Cuong, "Cuong, goodbye! ”

He ignored me.

I said to my subordinates, "Look around and gather all the brothers who are still alive." Let's go home! ”

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The Mongols and cultists rummaged around the main camp, took away all the weapons and ammunition, looted the dry food, and removed all the corpses. Our men were also packing up their things, scrambling for weapons and dry food, and there were times when the two sides scrambled, but fortunately, there was no fighting.

Zhang Kangning commanded the people to disperse in all directions to bring back the captives who had been taken away.

Fortunately, the Mongols still counted, and our people all came back, so there were more and more, first thousands, then tens of thousands, and finally hundreds of thousands.

They were all barefoot, with scars on their wrists and not a single weapon.

People looked at each other, everyone looked in horror, but no one spoke, and hundreds of thousands of people were quiet like a cemetery.

Fourteen hours earlier, the moon had risen in the east, as if it had risen from a fishing sea; Seven hours ago, when the moon was in the sky, the slaughter was quietly coming; After another seven hours, the moon will finally set in the west again, as if returning to the fishing sea.

The moon is gone.

I can't see my fingers.

The darkness before dawn.

Someone said, "Almost! Time to go! Beware of the Mongols repentance! ”

More and more people are saying, "It's time to go!" Time to go! ”

They looked around in horror and kept stomping their feet.

In the distance, the Mongols and cultists lit torches and looked at us, not knowing what to say.

I looked at the messy camp, at the dark land, at the dark fishing sea, at the ashes of the campfire, and said, "Let's go home." ”