"Wu Wenxu, you are not a man! You're a coward! ”

The curtain of the lord's tent was suddenly lifted heavily, and the owner of the sharp insult was a blonde, she rushed towards Wu Wenxu, but was held down by Nareli and Jane very quickly, if it weren't for the two women's obstruction, Wendy, who was crazy, was afraid that Wu Wenxu's cheeks would have been scratched.

The lord sat upright, both of them holding the hard lord's chair, unmoved by the collapsed atmosphere in the tent, his eyes were indifferent, squinting slightly, through the dim, wide edge of the tent, Wu Wenxu's eyes were obscure, gloomy and contradictory.

It's been four days.

Three times in total, all failed, the silence of Bitmund was more worrying than the deep darkness of the snowy night, there was no news on the Chalk Mountain, except for the more and more lizardmen scouts who disappeared into the Cretaceous Mountain, just yesterday, the Snake and Zhang Bolun surveyed at the foot of the Cretaceous Mountain, and they were also missing.

The owner of the Chalk Mountain seems to be intent on destroying Wu Wenxu's will, and he will not send a useless letter at all about 'people are on my side, and if they want people to live, they will surrender'.

Fortunately, on the morning of the fourth day, Wu Wenxu's territory finally ushered in a young ice descendant, and that guy arrogantly threw a letter at Wu Wenxu's head accurately, and swaggered away.

Wu Wenxu didn't intend to embarrass that guy, he tore open the white envelope, and what caught his eye was the standard Valoran font.

Despite the vigor and power of the black letters, the pitch black twisted and twisted, with many graffiti floating, you can see how absent-minded the guy was when he wrote the letter, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was contemptuous.

The white envelope was held in his hand, with a damp texture, and what made Wu Wenxu gloomy and contradictory was that only nine big characters were written on the entire extremely disdainful letter from beginning to end: 'Want to live? Three days, one man came. ’

Chenison held the trembling shadow of the mutton soup to cut off Wu Wenxu's stagnant thoughts, Wu Wenxu blinked, the one-eyed handsome man had already held the broth in his hand, Chenison shrank tiredly behind the lord's chair, his short body was covered by a thick black shadow, and Chenison trembled in the shadows: "Lord Lord, you haven't eaten for four days." ”

The green onion and pepper could not hide the thick smell of the broth, Wu Wenxu raised his shoulder, put the bowl on the thick handle of the lord's chair, and Chenison sighed faintly again in the shadows.

In four days, the once omnipotent lord was a lot haggard, he didn't sleep, his eyes were like the color of the night, his bloodshot eyes were swollen, and his stiff beard was unshaven, no one had ever seen Wu Wenxu look so decadent and embarrassed.

In the lord's tent, except for Xiao Ai taking care of Sofitel, the surviving core characters all stared intently into the eyes of the lord, they understood the man's temper very well, he was a person who was too affectionate and righteous, and it was because of this that he couldn't go up the mountain! Because there are more brothers waiting for him to lead in the territory, and he is powerless, he can only suffer from contradictions and torment, which makes everyone's hearts like knives.

I don't know how long it took for the lord to pick up the broth, and his insensitive and indifferent pupils suddenly contracted, as if death and despair had been packed into a box, and the clarity and depth that had disappeared for four days reappeared in the man's eyes.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will go up the mountain by myself."

The hoarse voice seemed to be a withered branch rubbing against the fallen leaves, and the lord, who had not spoken for a day, spoke lightly, but it made the autumn breeze in the tent bleak, and in an instant, it exploded directly!

"Master, you can't go!"

It was Luo Luo who drank heavily, and the two brothers were captured by Bitmund's people, and he was as painful as Wu Wenxu, but when the lord made up his mind, he was the first to protest!

"Why can't he go? Isn't his life worth anything, Stephen, and your other brothers? ”

The blonde angrily wanted to kick Luo away, she felt that these men were simply unreasonable, one person's life could be exchanged for so many people's lives, as a lord, hehe...... Still on a hunger strike, what is there to pretend?

"Shut up!"

Nareli's eyes widened in astonishment, and the next moment, Nareli was completely angry, and raised her palm to prepare to teach the selfish woman a hard lesson.

"Stop!"

Wu Wenxu shook his head with a smile, calmly took a sip of the broth, he didn't eat for four days, his stomach was really hungry, just like tasting the best delicacy in the world and swallowing the broth down his throat, Wu Wenxu felt that his cold fingers had regained some strength, and his body was finally not numb and stiff.

"Nareli, Wendy said a lot, I'm not a lord, but I will take responsibility, not to mention that the lives of Stephen and others are worth a lot more than mine, there is no doubt about that."

"Let her go first."

After drinking a lot of soup, the lord's voice was finally less hoarse and distressing, and Nareli clenched her fists, glaring at Wendy and then letting go of her arm.

Wendy took a few steps back, then rubbed her shoulders, and then looked at Nareli and Wu Wenxu, who were sanctimonious guys, and only let out a contemptuous snort.

Wendy's anger is out of love for Stephen, although her love is stubborn and naïve, Wu Wenxu is willing to tolerate her naivety, in fact, the determination to go to the Chalk Mountains is not because of Wendy's stimulation, Wu Wenxu considered a four-day plan, and included a solo summit.

The Lord of Bitmund is not a good man, Wu Wenxu is also very aware of his own shortcomings with him, whether it is mentality or strategy, lack of experience is the root of defeat, no matter how high the morale, the tactical gap is irreparable.

The deadline is the day after tomorrow, as for the other three magisters in the mouth of the Monkey King, it is still unknown whether they can reach them, of course, those heroes are also Wu Wenxu's last hope, although Wu Wenxu understands that the three tenth-order magisters will not easily obey the dispatch of his own sixth-level great magicians, but with the constraints of the War Academy, they will still become the strongest help in attacking Bitmund!

If no demon master arrives the day after tomorrow, Wu Wenxu can really only go to the meeting alone, Wu Wenxu is not Guan Yu, there is no Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and there is no energy for Guan Erye and his husband to be Guan, but Wu Wenxu has Wu Wenxu's spirit!

For the sake of brothers, go to a Hongmen banquet, so what?

"Okay, everyone is gone, the master hasn't slept for four days, and he has to make up for a good night's sleep today."

Seeing the lord's indifferent look, everyone began to be worried, looking at each other and not moving, until the lord really took off his boots and lay on the bed, the thirteen white knights and others withdrew silently, no matter what, Wu Wenxu must not be allowed to go up the mountain, if even he is captured, the hard-earned country will really be over.

After the group dispersed, Nareli and Jane left the tent without following.

They stared intently at the man's resolute and haggard face, but gently stripped off their clothes, wearing only a thin bandeau and sticking to the man's side, without any shyness, the hot body entangled the man's arm, and they felt an indescribable coldness from the man's skin, so cold that it broke their hearts.

The lord's indifference not only did not make them retreat, but the two women's bodies became hotter and hotter, and their breathing became more and more rapid, and they wrapped the lord's arms tighter with their bare hands, until they could make him feel the sound of their heartbeat, and they had long been impressed by this man's courage.

The lord is not handsome, but Nareli thinks he is very good-looking, looking at the man, the soft ears are lying down softly, the coquettish face is flushed, and the soft little hands can't help but grope around the man's body.

Jane also has a longing in her heart, inexplicably moist, making her embarrassed to rub her jade legs, just when Jane's trembling little hands were about to touch a part of the man that made her feel frightened, a pair of big hands suddenly gently stroked the hair of the two, like a kitten greasy two women's delicate bodies were shocked, and the little hands were stiff and overwhelmed.

"Well, go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Renari and Jane's eyes were slightly red, and they curled up in the man's arms, muttering and nodding, but buried their hair in the man's arms, hugging him tighter, how they wanted to share the pain in the man's heart.

Even if it's a second......

At this time, it should be late at night, right?

Because the annoying gray clouds became deeper and more oppressive, and could not reveal a single trace of light, the cold wind of a hundred thousand miles was howling and raging, like the minions of a tiger who could not wait to eat, and the wind that was more than usual to cut people blew over the only hesitant one-eye of the commander, and his swollen miserable green eyes blinked vigorously, and then a warm liquid gushed out.

The liquid was quickly devoured by the tiger's minions, shredded clean, and drifted hundreds of meters or kilometers away, and when Chenison turned to look at the tent again, there was no hesitation in its eyes, but extraordinary determination!

He stared deeply at the tent curtain, then fell to his knees, kowtowing his head so hard that Chenison's long flat mouth left a deep mark in the snow, and in an instant he got up, although his slender ankles were unsteady in the night wind, and he needed crutches to support the snow, but at least the steps were very firm.

He became smaller.

……

"Where's Chenison, where the hell is Chenison?!"

Wu Wenxu's angry roar came from the empty territory, and Wu Wenxu angrily threw the bowl to the ground, shattering it, and the broth spilled the ground to melt the snow, and the steaming air distorted the man's even more distorted face.

It's quiet, it's quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of melting snow and ice.

No one answered the lord's question, or rather, no one knew how to answer it.

Chenison really disappeared, every day at this time, he would be loyal like an old servant around Wu Wenxu, and then serve tea and food, and today, everyone looked all over the camp and did not see the shadow of the one-eyed commander, the furious Wu Wenxu called the dragon, Uncle Long shook his head in horror, because last night the wind was strong, it fell asleep in the soil.

"I, I see where the Commander has gone......"

As the atmosphere froze awkwardly, the timid voice of a lizardman emerged from the crowd.

Seeing the lord motioning for him to continue, the lizardman rolled his eyes and said in a sharp voice, "Last night, I saw the Grand Commander kneeling in front of your tent, and then, and then he walked alone to Bitmund. ”

"Whew!"

The temperature around him was much hotter, and there was a fire rising from it.

A burst of blazing flames swelled up in Wu Wenxu's palm, and the blazing flames emitted extraordinary magic ripples, making Wu Wenxu's face extremely sacred, under the solemn gaze of the Monkey King, a resolute reverberation in the territory: "Follow Lao Tzu and kill to the Chalk Mountain!" ”

Wukong's dignified orange eyes faded into a rare smile.

"Uhhahaha, it seems, don't be in such a hurry!"

(End of chapter)