Chapter 501: Celestial Guards
Chapter 501: The Celestial Guards (Page 1/1)
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Inside the prison.
Fu Yan and Chen Tong pricked up their ears and listened to the crackling whipping sound coming from the side.
"Old man, how long do you think that kid can last?" Chen Tong couldn't bear it, and whispered in Fu Yan's ear.
Fu Yan's expression was very complicated: "It's not good to say, but the old man knows one thing, whether Mo Hong kills him or not, he will be unlucky." β
"What do you mean?"
Fu Yan shook his head and said mysteriously: "The Buddha said, don't say it." β
"Hmph."
Chen Tong snorted coldly, too lazy to take care of this person who had nine tricks.
After a while, the sound of whipping gradually stopped, and the two of them hurriedly crawled back to their original positions, sitting still in danger.
Enraged, the ironclad guard whipped and panted across their cell doors, whistling and panting.
Fu Yan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly asked, "This strong man, dare to ask the little brother over there, but it's over?" β
Hearing this, the iron armor guard stopped, looked back at Fu Yan with an unkind expression, and said in a strange manner: "I am really flattered to be called a strong man by Prime Minister Fu Cheng." β
Chen Tong didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Fu Yan's gourd, so he hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, suggesting that he was a good man and would not suffer immediate losses.
Fu Yan smiled kindly and even with some flattery: "Looking at the appearance of the strong man, you can know that the identity is extraordinary, the little old man is just a prisoner, so the strong man should not be teased." β
Chen Tong held his forehead weakly, if he could bend and stretch, Fu Yan could be called the best in the world.
The ironclad guard raised his head and laughed, with a smug feeling that he couldn't hide: "Live, but sooner or later you will die, and you will do the same." The words were long and gone.
After the people walked away, Chen Tongfang hated that iron could not become steel: "What is the origin of that kid, who can make you wag your tail like this to a rough soldier?" β
Fu Yan changed his appearance as a villain, and his smile was a little meaningful: "Don't underestimate him, he is our umbrella." If you were only three points sure about the old man who got out of trouble before, when you see that kid, you have eight points. β
Chen Tong was shocked and blurted out: "Could it be that he is the prince of the state?" β
"Hehe, it's not far away, even if it's not hit." Fu Yan still refused to confess, and only instructed him: "Old man, live to the end, the wealth of the sky is waiting for you." β
Chen Tong was confused, but he inexplicably had more hope for the future.
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Mo Chen finally calmed down Zuo Di, he was not as excited as Zuo Di, and understood that as long as Mo Hong didn't kill himself for a day, he wouldn't kill Zuo Yan for a day.
But I can't think of this, especially for the current Di'er.
Looking at Zuo Di's expectant look on his face, thinking that he had come to the Kingdom of Sheng thousands of miles away, and had never given up his righteous path when he was in the most dangerous situation, Mo Chen's eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character.
"Mr. Wan, where is the resurrection guard now?"
After a long time, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.
The know-it-all said in a deep voice: "Stationed a hundred miles away from the north of the city, ready to be dispatched by you." β
Mo Chen's cold eyes suddenly turned cold, and four words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "Follow me, save people!" β
"Let me go!"
"Your Highness think twice!"
Zuo Di and Hang Rile blurted out at the same time, but one of them asked for help, but the other was persuaded to retreat.
"Yong Du has been preparing for several days to fight against us and others, and now is the time when morale is at its highest. I know that the resurrection guard has the courage of ten thousand people, but after all, there are only a hundred people, and such a hasty decision, what is the difference between sending them to death? β
Hang Rile said quickly, with a look of eagerness.
Zuo Di's lips moved, he wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason, and his expression darkened again.
Mo Chen turned his head abruptly and said categorically: "The righteous path is not only Chen's staff, but also a companion, a friend, and a brother. He tried his best to help Chen succeed, if I turn a deaf ear, just for the so-called overall situation, what is the difference between Mo Xiangtian and Mo Hong, do you want such a new master?! β
Hang Rile seemed to be shocked by him, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the know-it-all, and he arched his hand and said, "Follow the orders of the young master." β
After Mo Chen led Zuo Di and a few people to ride away, Hang Zhana and Hang Galu looked at the young patriarch blankly: "What should we do?" β
Hang Rile took a deep breath, looked at the direction of Mo Chen's departure, and said in a deep voice: "Zhana led five marksmen, follow me, since he is the new master we recognize, he can only obey and not question!" β
Hanzana straightened his waist in Hanggaru's envious eyes and said loudly, "Huh." β
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On the way to the Resurrection Guard camp.
Zuo Di rode the horse closely behind Mo Chen, his beautiful eyes flashing with hesitation and worry.
Coming to her senses from the panic of the first bad news, she knew how reckless and selfish she was.
Mo Chen is now determined to break into the prison to save people, but Hang Rile is right, what is the difference between being so hasty and rushing to death?
He must have also known this, so he chose to dispatch the resurrection guard he had worked so hard to cultivate, instead of the Hangbu or Darabu.
"Mo Chen......"
Zuo Di approached Mo Chen's side and hesitated, "Otherwise, let's discuss it again, will it be too much to lose if we venture into the prison?" β
Mo Chen saw Zuo Di's weak and guilty appearance, and a smile jumped on his face: "Di'er shouldn't think that I really want to attack directly." β
"What about you?" Zuo Di looked stunned.
Mo Chen's handsome face was full of confidence: "Di'er, don't underestimate the Resurrection Guard, they are not just soldiers who charge into battle. β
Zuo Di's heart was itchy, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
But Mo Chen didn't intend to talk to her in detail, only showed a mysterious smile.
The group of people hurried all the way, and soon arrived at the temporary camp of the Resurrection Guard.
As soon as he saw the neatly measured tent, a solemn aura rushed to his face.
Zuo Di was still marveling at the orderliness of this place, and Mo Chen had already taken the lead in turning over and dismounting.
"Shhhh
There was a sharp whistle behind the two, and Zuo Di turned his head to see that it was the sweaty jack-of-all-trades, pursing his lips, and the whistle was made by him.
Before she could turn around, "Zheng! The sound of the sword being drawn rang through the sky.
Immediately after, there was a strong and solemn voice: "Resurrection Guard greets the young master!" β
Zuo Di's heart was agitated, and he turned his head suddenly, only to see-
Countless warriors in black armor poured out of the tent, standing at their sides with horizontal swords, holding their war spears and pointing directly at the sky, and the monstrous killing intent gathered together, like an entity.
There are only 100 people, and they actually give a momentum of 10 million people.
"Di'er, this is my resurrection guard." Mo Chen didn't look back, and his slightly trembling voice showed that his heart was not calm at the moment.
After speaking, he took a step forward, raised his arms violently, and shouted: "Resurrection Guard-"
"The world is silent!"
Zuo Di's eyes couldn't help but redden, Mo Chen should have been waiting for this day for a long time, right?
"You, the resurrection guard of my ancient family, the sharpest sword blade in my hand, have endured for so long, today, let me lead you to tell the Mobu royal family, tell the world, resurrection guard-"
"Stillβ"
Qi Brush's roar was deafening, and Zuo Di bit his lip tightly.
For some reason, just facing them makes people have infinite confidence, and they no longer dwell on the enemy, as if as long as they have them, all enemies will eventually wither and decay.
This is the God's Guard who once called the world a discoloration with just one name!
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