Chapter 476: The Death of Chu

Jiang is Jiang Guo, Qi is Qi Guo, only Chu State, known as Great Chu.

It is not only because of the vast territory of Chu State, but because the people of Chu State are brave and always stand at the forefront of the fight against the white-haired clan.

Other countries are all private armies, only the state of Chu established a national army, and did not put a single soldier behind them, and all of them guarded the front line.

Moreover, in the past, the Chu State was the Great Wall of the Heavenly Realm.

This country, which is always illuminated by the twilight, is the most enthusiastic.

is also the most hated for the white-haired people.

"Since the founding of my Great Chu, I will always guard the dusk, the Son of Heaven wears armor, the prince captures, and all the people throw spears, even if I fight to the last person, my Great Chu will never take half a step back."

"Over the past 10,000 years, there have been nearly 100 people who have died on the battlefield of my Great Chu royal family, and the commanders have died in 10,000 battles.

"Five hundred years ago, the white-haired clan invaded my Great Wall, my Great Chu sent more than 12 million troops, more than half of the dead and wounded, although in the most critical time, my Great Chu flag, is also planted in the front, this flag, is the flag of the day, in order to protect this flag, under the flagpole, the Chu people support the pillar, die without falling."

The man with the broken arm waved the broken flag, which was riddled with holes, and it was still stained with the blood of the Chu people, as if it might fall off at any time.

But I also believe that this flag can always be fluttering in the wind.

Even the spirit wolf under him was whining and screaming.

Zhao Rindong hugged the spirit stone, stunned in place, looked at him, and didn't speak.

The man with the broken arm rolled up the banner, pointed at Zhao Rindong, and continued: "As a person from the Heavenly Realm, don't you feel ashamed of colluding with the Demon Venerable of the white-haired clan? ”

Click!

The spirit stone in Zhao Rindong's hand had turned into an ordinary stone, and all the spiritual energy in it had been absorbed by him.

He patted the ash on his hand.

Zhao Rindong raised his head slightly, and said lightly: "It's my business." ”

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The death of the Chu State is in the Seven Kingdoms, which one is not smelling tears and listening sadly.

He didn't even feel it at all.

The man with the broken arm had the feeling that he was playing the harp to the cow.

"You are truly a heartless and unrighteous person, and you do not deserve to live in this world." The man with the broken arm said.

Zhao Rindong gave him a blank look, this kind of person really exists everywhere.

"So, should I cry and get on my knees and say I'm wrong, and kill me?" Zhao Rindong said.

"Isn't it stupid, my life is my own, the grievances between your Seven Kingdoms and the white-haired clan are none of my business."

"Lao Tzu is just Jiang Guoguo making a friend, you just shout and kill, so capable, what kind of Great Wall do you build, go over directly, and wipe out the white-haired clan, so that the world will be peaceful?"

"History tells us that no, even if there is no white-haired clan, your seven kingdoms will kill each other."

"Don't say that the dead are so righteous, you are the leaders who provoke wars, and don't ask everyone to be the same as you, especially, you can't ask for a person who is not in your world, the same as you."

Zhao Rindong opened his mouth to scold, this kind of person is the most annoying, as the saying goes, the saint is self-disciplined and treats all things with good deeds, and the fake saint controls people with their own selfish desires, and sees people with evil deeds first.

You can't use your own preferences and ask everyone to be the same as you.

Besides, I'm just making a friend, and I'm leaking military planes? Or do you want to be the party leading the way?

Can you use this?

If it's okay, just get out of the way, I'll have to hurry.

There is no doubt that Zhao Rindong's words completely angered the people of Chu and pointed directly at the hearts of the people.

The man with the broken arm pointed at the long flag, and hundreds of thousands of troops rushed up, looking like they were going to trample Zhao Rindong into pulp.

I have to say that the fighting spirit of the Chu army is indeed much stronger than that of Jiang Guo.

Zhao Rindong saw that the opportunity was wrong, and did not fight with them.

As soon as Long Yan was released, he sank into the ground, although it is said that in the heavenly realm, almost everyone can fly, but there are not many who can make holes.

The people on the ground looked confused, this thing was so unreasonable, it actually made a hole and escaped.

The master of the Chu State immediately stepped forward, condensed the sword gang, and shot into the ground, although the chance of a single sword gang hitting was very small.

But I can't stand the crowd.

After a while, the ground was full of holes, and the three meters on the surface were opened, but there was still no trace of Zhao Rindong.

Moreover, Zhao Rindong was moving underground, and there was not a trace on the ground.

They can only do it in a hurry.

put on such a formation, but I didn't expect Zhao Rindong to run like this.

In the territory of Chu State, heat rose from the ground, and then a hole was opened, and Zhao Rindong came out of the ground.

"Emma, I'm exhausted." Zhao Rindong sat on the ground panting heavily, there were so many people in Chu State, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and he almost opened his firepower to make holes.

The speed is extremely fast, even if Jiang Chengyu is here, he can only bow down.

Now Zhao Rindong's location is fifty miles behind the army of Chu, and he doesn't dare to rest, the people of Chu can't find themselves, and they will definitely expand the scope of search.

And here, it must be the way to go.

Zhao Rindong recovered half of his aura, glanced back at the direction of the sun, and then continued to hurry towards darkness.

His purpose is very clear, that is, to go to the dark to find Jiang Guoguo.

Now although the Seven Kingdoms are large, there is no place for Zhao Rindong.

When his strength is not inferior to Jun Xia and he can resist the Emperor of Heaven, it is the time to return, and when the time comes, he will reason with them.

Along the way, Zhao Rindong cautiously avoided the crowd, and although he made many detours, he finally began to reach the wasteland outside the Great Wall.

Further on, it's getting dark.

After looking at the direction, Zhao Rindong turned around and cut into the dark realm in an arc.

Again to the place where black and white meet.

Here, Zhao Rindong stopped.

They went all the way to the east, and the purpose was so clear, it was impossible for them not to know their purpose, since they didn't set up a level on the wasteland.

Then it must be here, because if it goes any further, they will not be able to stop themselves.

And Zhao Rindong knew that what he was going to face was the strongest sergeant of the Seven Kingdoms, the Great Wall Guards.

"Do you know the story of the ants moving?" Commander Yang walked out from the side with a spear in his hand.

Then there was a shaking around, and a hundred armor soldiers surrounded Zhao Rindong.

Don't look at the fact that there are only a hundred, all of them are the strength of the peak of the gods, and there are three people in the realm of integration, and Commander Yang is a master in the late stage of integration.

The strength of this team of people can be compared with the hundreds of thousands of red-armored guards in the Imperial City of Jiang Kingdom.

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Rindong asked.

"When ants move, they only take away food, they first open up the road, I don't know if you have observed, the route of the ants moving, always zigzag, we will always be curious, why don't they go in a straight line, so that it can be much shorter, so far, there is not a single ant that walks in a straight line." Commander Yang said.

Zhao Rindong glanced at him, it's terrible to be uneducated, ants rely on touch and smell, and it can even be said that ants are two-dimensional creatures, for them, they are free to grow and wide, and there is no height.

Of course, they can't go in a straight line, because every road has to be explored, and once they go astray, they may get lost.

However, Zhao Lindong still understood what he meant, this was scolding himself for ants.

Because on the road, it was Zhao Rindong and Jiang Guoguo who walked before.

Leaving the straight line and not walking, Zhao Rindong went around the bend and walked to this road.

"Then do you know the story of sitting in a well and watching the sky?" Zhao Rindong asked.

Commander Yang shook his head, not that he didn't know, but sighed, sighing that Zhao Rindong was about to fall here.

didn't wait for Zhao Rindong to tell the story, and picked up the gun.

Zhao Rindong immediately parried with a knife.

And while telling stories.

"It's about a frog who was born in a well, grew up in a well, and sat in the well every day to watch the sky, thinking that the sky was only as big as the mouth of the well."

Bang bang!

In an instant, the two of them passed hundreds of moves.

Zhao Rindong continued.

"It wasn't until one day, when there was a heavy rainstorm that the water in the well rose and he jumped out of the well, that he realized how big the sky really was."

Zhao Rindong slashed with a knife in his left hand, and then made a move with his right hand, which was a stab.

An inky purple tea knife stabbed into Commander Yang's shoulder.

"You're really sitting in a well and watching the sky, do you think I'm still the same person I was three and a half years ago? In other words, if you go out and inquire about how I killed all the way, you should understand that you can't keep me at all, and you will be killed by me. Zhao Rindong said, and three feet of white dragon scales were born on the tea knife.

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