Outside the remnants of Dongying, in the land where the raging aura and immortal arts bombarded the terrain and covered the corpses, except for Shen Qiu and his party, not all the martial artists were knocked down.

There are always some who have survived.

When Shen Qiu and the mountain ghosts returned to the ruined city with the jade, these survivors had been recontained by the first wave of Heluo Gang boxers.

However, Dongying City has been destroyed, and they will definitely not be able to be placed.

Under the coordination of Li Yijian and others, outside the rift valley that surrounded the ruined city, a new camp was erected for everyone to rest.

Soon, the stories of these warriors were spread.

Most of them are Qilu knights who came with the Southern Army.

Some came for fame and fortune, some couldn't bear to see the Japanese poison Qilu and came spontaneously, and some came spontaneously because of the looting of the Japanese and lost their friends and family and came in the name of revenge.

They were originally gathered together as rangers to assist the army in fighting, and after breaking through to Dongying City, with the swords in their hands and the martial arts on their bodies, they completely drove the rebellious Japanese people out of Middle-earth Shenzhou.

But the mutation of the Ten Thousand Souls Array came too quickly.

The 70,000 hundred battle troops were killed at the touch of a button, and the front line was defeated like a mountain, which had the advantage, and then slipped into the Jedi in an instant.

These warriors were also victims.

One-third of them were drained of their true qi essence at the moment when the aura surged, and the remaining two-thirds fled in a hurry, being chased and killed by the Japanese ghost warriors in the flight, and fell by almost a third.

The last third should have been scattered as birds and beasts, each looking for a way to survive.

But there was one person who reorganized this group of disheartened warriors, and not only did they not run, but they re-marched towards the remnants of Dongying.

"Who is that hero, it turned out to be our Yang Fu Yang hero."

When Li Yijian heard about such righteous things, he couldn't help but feel excited, and took his two brothers to the camp to have a look, wanting to meet the brave man.

As a result, it was found that it was their old acquaintances who organized those warriors to fight back to the battlefield.

"Tsk, that's miserable."

Li Yijian, who was dressed in a coat, saw a bearded man lying in the sun, sleeping heavily, the clothes on the man's body had been soaked with blood, and his body was covered with scars.

The Xuanmen Daoist of the Jade Emperor Palace was cleaning his wounds, and the gauze used to wipe the wounds alone was piled up on the ground.

"The blood is running out."

Holding the steamed buns in his hand, Zhang Xiaohu, who was trying to dispel the tiredness with food, leaned over to take a look, turned back to Li Yijian and Yi Sheng and said:

"It's really embarrassing for him, so he can survive all the way, he deserves to be a 'Jinan hero', he is indeed a hero."

"It's okay."

Li Yijian didn't care.

He is Shen Qiu's loyal younger brother, and naturally knows a lot of things that other people don't know, although he also feels the courage of Yang Fu to fight hard all the way, but in his heart, he actually has an opinion about this bearded man who once fought side by side in Luoyang City.

When the eldest brother returned from Jinling, he also told Yang Fu that there would be great changes in heaven and earth, and asked him to assist in doing things, collect information on the sects in the land of Qilu, and make arrangements in advance.

But Yang Fu refused.

This bearded man felt that his eldest brother had gone into an evil way, and since then, he has no longer been in contact with Li Yijian and his gang, as if he had cut off his robe and cut off righteousness.

"A true hero is one who can draw a sword to help and eliminate disasters before evil things happen, just like our brothers."

The deputy leader of the Heluo Gang carried the greedy wolf knife, stepped forward, and looked at the sleeping Yang Fu.

He said:

"This bearded man had a chance to save some people in advance, but he gave up himself, and he can't be wrong, we warriors, we are all like this, stubborn temper, unwilling to bow our heads.

With or without his help, it doesn't matter, and the Five Elements Gate and the Jade Emperor Palace are secretly doing things, which can be regarded as saving some people who should have died. But now that this bearded man has gone through this difficulty, he is afraid that he will leave some knots in his heart. ”

Gang Leader Li shook his head and said with a look of regret:

"If he can't untie it, his martial arts can be regarded as coming to an end."

"That's it, those who can kill all the way back from the ghosts can be called heroes, and they can't be humiliated anymore, Xiaosheng, you go to the nearest rudder to seal a letter, and let the local brothers bring good medicinal herbs over."

Gang Leader Li took one last look at Yang Fu, who was asleep, and said:

"As long as you can save it, try to save it all."

"Gone."

With a wave of his hand, he led the two brothers out of the camp that smelled of herbs.

"That ghost scholar Wu Shifeng, I heard that he can't be saved, if he didn't stick to Zibo City, our brothers wouldn't have been able to win this big victory.

Our Heluo Gang has a deep relationship with right and wrong. ”

Li Yijian looked at the ruined city in the distance under the sun, and said:

"He's going to leave at this time, it's reasonable, we all have to send it off."

After half a pillar of incense, in the ruined city.

The city has long since been razed to the ground, and the houses in the city have been built, leaving only the devastation, and it is difficult to find a complete room to rest.

There is still spiritual energy gathering and dispersion here, so no one has anything to do with it, they have all been driven away from here, and only Shen Qiu and his gang are left in the ruined city, as well as Daoist Ziwei and the high-level disciples of the Jade Emperor Palace.

When Li Yijian came back, he saw that Xiao Lingsu was leading his brothers and sisters to clean up the corpses all over the city, pile them together, and set them on fire tonight.

In a small city, there were no less than three or four thousand dead and wounded, although there were a group of Nirvana warrior monks and trustworthy Heluo boxers to help, but this was still not a simple job.

The Dongying monks also rushed to help, cleaning up the corpses while reciting scriptures, so that this ruined city full of blood and blood also had a taste of compassion.

In the center of the city, in the center of the large platform where the Ten Thousand Souls Array was buried, Shen Qiu's sword jade was still suspended in the air about ten inches above the ground.

There was a spiritual wind swirling, holding the sword jade up and down, and under that strange thing, there was a jade array eye full of spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy in it was being extracted.

However, Shen Qiu had already agreed with Daoist Ziwei that he would not spare all of it, and would leave a third of it for everyone in the Jade Emperor Palace to bring back to Mount Tai for use.

Whether it is to practice Taoism for Xuanmen Taoist priests, or for Dragon and Tiger Taoist priests to practice divine martial arts, they are all suitable.

The amount of aura collected by grabbing most of Qilu is quite considerable, if the Taoist masters cooperate with the formation of gathering aura, it will save some use, and it will not be a problem to support it for four or five years.

In this situation, Reiki is an out-and-out "strategic resource".

However, at this time, not many people paid attention to those aura, and on the edge of the center of the city, many people gathered there, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy and solemn.

Ziwei and Chong and the two Taoist chiefs, Hua Qing, Wujian and Mountain Ghost, Qingqing, and Li Baoguo, who was protecting Qingqing's side, once again overused their eyes, and when the sun shone on them, they burst into tears.

There are also several ghost warriors who protect him, as well as several generals and colonels of the bandit army.

Finally, there is Shen Qiu.

He also stood in the crowd and did not say anything to disturb, Li Yijian and the three of them rushed over, found a place to stand there, and looked into the field.

Wu Shifeng, a ghost scholar, was lying on a tattered bed, and Lang Mu, the elder of the Heluo Gang, was standing beside him.

This is the very former three masters, at this time the chest collapsed, the face was like paper, it was dying, such an injury, unless the medicine king ghost doctor came here, it could not be saved.

On the other side of the bed, in the sun, stood two thin, fluttering figures.

Liu Junshan and Qian Kidnapper.

They are already ghosts, and it stands to reason that they can't withstand the sun's rays, but there is enough aura here to allow them to appear in the light.

The body of the yin soul always looks a little cold and hideous.

When you get close, you can feel the yin wind blowing, and Liu Junshan, the leader of the yin soldiers, has "eaten and drank" in the previous chaotic battle, devoured too many ghosts, and has entered the realm of the ghost king.

The ghost power on his body is transformed, there are hideous armor, and there are bursts of black qi, which are distributed on his side.

Even if he just stood there and didn't speak, there was a vicious aura that appeared.

Xiao Tie stood beside the two Yin Spirits.

On the heavy Tiangang armor, there was already frost all over the place.

And Zhang Lan hugged the cat, squatting on the edge of the bed, in full view of everyone, the black fan in his hand waved gently, and a few wisps of smoke were carefully blown into Wu Shifeng's nostrils.

Poison can both kill and help people.

With Wu Shifeng's current situation, if he wants to be sober and speak, he can only use this method.

When the smoke blew in, Zhang Lan saw Wu Shifeng's eyes move, so he stood up, withdrew the black fan, turned his head and said to the two ghosts in front of him:

"At most, a stick of incense, if you want to recount the brotherhood, hurry up."

After speaking, he flashed back to the crowd, with residual black smoke on his body, and let Hua Qing and Wujian beside him move a step out quietly.

I'm afraid that those weird things will stain me.

"Ahem, ahem."

In the violent coughing, Wu Shifeng opened his eyes suddenly, and the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth had turned black, which was a sign of poisoning.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wu Shifeng's eyes fell on Liu Junshan floating in front of him, and his pale face tried to show a smile.

He tried to raise his hand, but there was no more strength left.

"Second brother."

Wu Shifeng saw Liu Junshan leaning down, and the grimace in front of him did not frighten him, after all, the ghost scholar himself also had a face covered with traces of flame burns, like a ghost face.

In the fire that killed Liu Junshan, he also almost died.

He should have died then.

But he survived by accident until now.

"It must have hurt."

The ghost scholar looked at Liu Junshan, who didn't say a word, and he said in a dumb voice:

"At that time, I lost my heart and went crazy, and I wanted to drag my second brother to die together, at that time, my second brother must have felt a lot of pain in his heart, right?"

"Okay."

Liu Junshan replied.

The sound was hollow, reverberative, and grotesque.

"Third brother, you know that the second brother's brain is not good, and he is not as bright as you and the eldest brother, so you told me in advance, those things you saw but I didn't see."

Liu Junshan stretched out his ghost hand and stroked it on the second brother's burned cheek.

An eerie chill entered his body, which made Wu Shifeng's spirit better.

"You smart people like to go to extremes when doing things."

The second master sighed and said:

"You told the second brother earlier, the second brother is not such an unreasonable person, we two brothers, we don't have to end up in the current situation, the eldest brother is killed in battle...

Although I don't know what will happen after death, I think that with a hero like my eldest brother, if I didn't have the will to die, I am afraid that I would not have died in the battle array.

It's all because I'm ignorant and hurt my eldest brother. ”

Hearing what Liu Junshan said, Wu Shifeng struggled for a moment, and said:

"Second brother, I..."

"Needless to say."

Liu Junshan interrupted the ghost scholar's words, he looked at Wu Shifeng, and said:

"I know what the third brother is going to say, but what I need now is not the repeated apology, since the matter has passed, let it pass.

Can the third brother know, why do we and other dead people have to return to the world at this time? ”

The ghost scholar shook his head.

He only knew that Shen Qiu had brought back nearly 10,000 Yin soldiers from Qinglong Mountain, but he didn't know what reason that person had used to move these deceased.

"Hehe, third brother, this is a great thing."

Liu Junshan leaned down and said something in the ghost scholar's ear.

In the next moment, Wu Shifeng's eyes widened, and his weak body seemed to be returning to the light at this moment, and he struggled to get up from the bed suddenly, and was supported by Lang Mutou.

He didn't care about the black blood on his body, he just looked back at Shen Qiu in the crowd.

There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes, a hint of pleading.

Shen Qiu, who was holding his arms, nodded to Wu Shifeng, in response to the question in his heart, this action made the smile on the ghost scholar's face even worse.

He coughed, spitting out blood.

In the miserable, he looked back at his second brother, and he tried hard to grow his voice and shouted:

"Second brother, I am already the biggest traitor in the village, but I, Wu Shifeng, still want to return to the cottage and fight the world again with the brothers, is the second brother willing to accept me?"

"The third brother doesn't have to ask me this."

Liu Junshan shook his head, and he said:

"You have to ask the brothers if they want to take you."

"Good!"

Under the sun, Wu Shifeng laughed, his heart was depressed, as if he was scattered at this moment, in the last moment of his life, he seemed to have changed from the ruthless long history of bandits, and changed back to the wise and chic old bandit back then.

As a traitor, he wanted to ask his former brothers if they would like to take him with him again.

But until then, he has one last thing to do.

"You guys, come here."

The ghost scholar shouted to several bandit generals in the crowd.

Those people were all the leaders of the right and wrong village, and now they saw the ghost of the second boss in front of them, and the big boss of the money kidnapper floating in the air, sneering at them, and feeling ashamed one by one, so they walked over with their heads down.

"Raise your head!"

Wu Shifeng was supported and said:

"You have been asking me before, after we beat the bandits in Qilu, where should our bandit army go, I have never told you, because at that time, I didn't have an idea myself.

But now, I've found a good home for you. ”

He turned his head to look at Xiao Tie and said:

"Go to the disease, the third uncle knows, you still hate me.

The third uncle doesn't dare to ask you for forgiveness, I have done my own sins, and after I die, I will pay it back by myself. However, the bandit army under the command of the third uncle who fought all over Qilu may fall into your eyes? ”

"Well, it's the strongest army in the world."

Xiao Tie nodded.

"Okay."

Wu Shifeng chuckled, and in the midst of a violent cough, he said:

"After the third uncle made a mistake, he has been thinking about making up for it, and the eldest brother has all the good men to follow and achieve the world's prestige. As the only son of the eldest brother, if you want to walk the world, how can you not have someone to help you?

The third uncle trained this bandit army, in addition to fulfilling his promise to the eldest brother, it is also for you.

After the death of the third uncle today, this bandit army will belong to you.

The third uncle and I have a thought, ruined the world's first right and wrong village, and made you desolate and helpless, today, the third uncle will give you a new right and wrong village!

Go to the disease, are you willing, take over? ”