Chapter 231: You Are Not Worthy

The entire interior of the Divine Spirit Society suddenly fell silent, and at this moment they seemed to know who the Azure Emperor Staff was.

I thought that I and the others would not have a chance to break the Yi Dan and the Ascension Spirit Pill, but who knew that after the warning of the Lower Land Realm Hall Spirit fell, I suddenly remembered the god who had shown his magic in front of the Soul Demon Tower, and had the ability to destroy the world in a gesture, and also remembered the thing that should be robbed behind the god, although there was a black cloth tightly wrapped at the time, the silhouette that could be reflected made them have to believe it.

"Know what?" The president of the goddess-level god guild suddenly slapped the table and stood up, the slender figure was cold and indifferent, her beautiful eyes looked down at everyone present, and pointed to one of the important related figures in the crowd sitting on the chair: "Come on, what do you know?" ”

"I ..... Don't know anything! ”

Seeing that the important person concerned saw that he would ask himself to answer this faintly threatening question, he didn't react and wanted to answer the truth before he reacted, but after reacting, he opened his mouth, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, changed his words in time, and sat back in his seat.

"Humph!"

The head of the goddess-level god council snorted coldly, and his eyes swept over everyone present: "Don't forget what our original intention was to establish the god spirit club, if it weren't for the gods, I'm afraid that none of us would be able to escape death that day, and all of us would die in front of the Soul Demon Tower." Therefore, I will not mention this matter again in the future, and once I know that there are traitors in our Divine Spirit Society, then don't blame me Zi Wanjun for not remembering the old feelings and being ruthless! ”

At the beginning, the gods would establish that person as a believe, so if someone wants to "sell their admiration for glory" in the future, first ask her if Zi Wanjun agrees!

"Please rest assured, President! We know what to say and what not to say, and besides, we are not present or meet today. ”

An elderly man slowly stood up from his seat and said with a smile in an old voice.

If it weren't for the gods that day, I'm afraid he would have died in Huangquan, and he would have been slapped into a speck of dust in front of the demon tower on the spot.

"It better be!" Zi Wanjun's tone softened slightly, and she walked towards the door of the conference room without looking back: "The meeting is over!" ”

.............

The Sixth District of the Dead Empire.

This is one of the areas managed by the Changjia Army, one of the five wonder soldiers, this area should have been the base camp for 10,000 Changjia soldiers, but now it is an empty alley, the military flag is isolated, a deserted, and the white cloth used for mourning is hung everywhere, and the people in the district look gloomy and sad. They also knew that the Changjia Army knew that it was invincible in order to defeat the battle of the Empire, but they still resolutely adopted the shipwreck style of one army and four armies, and resisted the opponent's million-strong army, and ended up with a tragic ending of the annihilation of the entire army.

An empty alley leads to the hero's house, and the two people on the side of the alley weep, mourning and crying.

"The hour has come, and the spirit will rise!"

An old man with a white scarf around his waist suddenly shouted, and the gong in his hand struck like a mourning bell, ringing in all directions.

At the same time, the ancient funeral music sounded, and the sad atmosphere pulled out like an erhu instantly filled the entire lane, and the cry seemed to make Tiangong cry sadly, a group of children wearing linen and filial piety cried with red eyes and silently followed behind the dark coffin carried by a zunzun from the end of the alleyway to the base camp of the Changjia Army.

In this dark coffin, there are their families, the father of the child, the husband of the woman, and the filial son of the old woman, who should have shared the joy of the years, instead of lying alone in the cold coffin waiting to be buried in the cold ground.

"Father!" "My son!"

Some children and old people who couldn't stand the blow immediately cried incessantly, looking at the dark coffin that was carried into the base camp, and howled in grief, and actually fell to the ground and fainted.

"You once said that if the country is not destroyed, you will take me to join the army on a journey of thousands of miles after the battle, but now the rivers and rivers are still there, but you have disappeared."

"Gollum~"

On both sides of the laneway, a young man carried a wine jug, tears were hazy, looking at a black coffin that was endlessly sent to the base camp, holding back the sorrow of crying, a mouthful of liquor poured into his mouth, burning his throat, laughing at himself, his body suddenly fell back, looking at the clear blue sky, the white cloth, gradually closed his eyes, and a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye.....

The blue sky like the sea, the scorching sun in the sky, the dim evening ...... like a lamp, unconsciously, the time has changed from sunrise in the east to sunset in the west, the only constant is the sad and heavy atmosphere in the air of the lane.

In the crowd on both sides of the laneway, Xiao Xia watched all this silently, and Uei Jingxin lowered her head and leaned on his shoulder and sobbed and choked quietly, they haven't moved a step since they came to this sixth district to stand here at noon, and they haven't said a word, just watching silently, watching the coffins being carried out, being sent in, and then being carried out, and then sent in, exactly 10,000 coffins, and no one feels impatient with the repeated scenes, because each coffin represents a hatred, an unforgivable hatred for the invaders.

"All souls return to the grave, and I respectfully ask General Huang Xin, the commander of the Huang family's army, to nominate the "Hero Tomb" for him! ”

It's still the old man, but at this moment, there is a lot of reluctance in his voice, and it is very obvious in front of everyone.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man wearing golden armor, thick black beard with temples and a rather cold face suddenly fell from the sky, came to the old man and glared at him coldly and quietly, as if warning something, and then turned around and pretended that nothing had happened, pulled out the saber on his waist, and looked at the base camp of the Changjia Army full of ten thousand black coffins, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a sneer.

"The 10,000 soldiers of the Changjia Army sacrificed their lives for the country, which is really a heroic act, and my Huang Jiajun looks up to it, and I am ashamed!"

Huang Xin showed a sad expression on his face, raised his knife with both hands and raised his head, and said in a deep voice: "Today, I will nominate the word "Hero's Grave" for the burial place of 10,000 soldiers of the Changjia Army as the commander of the Huang Family's army!" ”

"You don't deserve it!"

The old man suddenly shouted loudly, as if there was a sea of fire lava erupting in his heart, and he pointed angrily: "You coward is not worthy of being nominated as a tomb for the place where the heroic souls of the ten thousand soldiers of the Changjia Army return!" ”

"Nonsense! This commander condemns you to disrupt the ceremony as a great disrespect to the heroic spirit of the Changjia Army, and gives you death! ”

"Slash!"

Huang Xin's eyes were cold, and there was jealousy flashing in his eyes, and he immediately snorted coldly, and turned around without hesitation to raise his knife to the old man!

"He's right, your Huang Jiajun is indeed unworthy!"

Everyone didn't react to such a scene, just when everyone thought that the old man would definitely die, a mysterious man in a black robe suddenly volleyed out, and suddenly came, with a punch, the air exploded, and the blade was broken!

"Poof!"

Huang Xin's eyes burst out, his mouth spat blood, and he flew straight upside down.