In the blink of an eye, a week has passed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mo Yu stood in the central square of the new base that had been mobilized and built at full speed, and looked at a tall stone monument not far in front of him.

This is the Monument to the Immortal Heroes, the first completed building in the newly built base city.

On this stone tablet, there are dense names inscribed, and even, some are just code names.

Because, people who die in battle, even their comrades-in-arms don't know their names.

They paid with their lives, but in the end they didn't even leave their names, I have to say, it's a sadness.

In this week, Mo Yu refined the flesh and blood of the pseudo-corpse emperor, and the strength of his physical body broke through again, completely entering the transcendent realm.

The current Mo Yu is extraordinary, although he still can't fight with Chao Fan head-on, but if Chao Fan wants to kill Mo Yu, it won't be so easy.

Because his transcendent physical body contains pure aura, he is no longer a mortal fetus in the flesh.

The spiritual substance full of aura and the energy of the heavenly demon body continued to circulate in Mo Yu's body, slowly refining Mo Yu's body.

This is already a cycle.

After the battle a week ago, Mo Yu did not hesitate to spend a lot of points to exchange for a lot of healing medicines, and now, those elites who were injured on the battlefield have all recovered.

Ordinary soldiers and injured people were all pulled by the genetic warrior troops in the Demon Capital army to be transformed.

After doing all this, half of the Demon Capital Gene Warrior Force chose to stay and continue to teach the people of Zheng City how to genetically modify.

And the others have all gone back to the demon capital with Tian Zhonghua, Li Daoxian and others.

Jin Fatzi and Li Qing were no exception, they were kicked in front of the Demon Capital troops by Mo Yu and followed the troops back.

Now, only Emperor Wuji followed closely behind Mo Yu, silent and silent.

"How's Li Xinghua's arrangement?" Mo Yu suddenly asked.

Emperor Wuji nodded and said: "I have already sent someone to Yongzhen Monument to help him, and now there are indeed many forces stationed in the land where Zhenjiang has been scorched, but they are just trying to save trouble, not to find anything." ”

Mo Yu nodded when he heard this, Li Xinghua was sent by Mo Yu to guard the monument of Yongzhen not long after he came to Zheng City, and he had just learned that in the scorched black land of Zhenjiang, several small forces had arisen.

However, since the purpose is not his own Yongzhen Monument, Mo Yu doesn't bother to care about them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day when our base city is completely completed, and it is also the day selected by Commander Mo to worship the martyrs, and now, we have invited Commander Mo!"

With a loud shout from the loudspeakers that filled the entire central square, Mo Yu turned around and walked towards the front of the monument.

Walking up to the high platform below the monument and standing next to the stone carved guardrail, Mo Yu took the microphone from a high-level who was good at hosting, and then looked seriously at the survivors standing in the square.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the end of the world has fallen, and each of us has relatives and friends who have died in this catastrophe. We can't stop it. ”

"But we can resist. With our hands, with our knives, kill, kill all the enemies who can threaten our lives. Just like this time. ”

"In the future, when you get old, you will definitely not regret participating in this battle."

At that time, when you are sitting in the shade of a tree, riding the cool breeze, and your children and grandchildren are sitting next to you, they will ask you, "Grandpa, the place where you started your career back then was Zheng City in the last days, and at that time, there was a great race war in Zheng City, did you participate in it?" You don't have to laugh awkwardly, and you don't have to plead and excuse: "Ah, at that time, grandpa hid in order to save his life." On the contrary, ladies and gentlemen, when the time comes, you can stare into your grandson's eyes and tell him with confidence: "Grandson, grandpa was a member of the great war back then, and he was fighting side by side with his comrades on the monument at that time!" ””

"You say, 'Will you be willing?' Happy? ”

As Mo Yu's voice fell, the survivors in the square were silent for a moment, and suddenly, they shouted in unison.

"Yes, happy !!"

When Mo Yu saw this scene, he suddenly smiled, he took a deep breath, looked at the people in the square, and said:

"Although Zheng City is big, we have no way back. Especially in the future, the base is our home.

Fight, maybe we will die.

can escape, not to mention whether you can survive to the end and die a good life. But we can only survive on our own.

So, guys, I want to tell you!

Speak with the sword in your hand to the enemies of these last days.

They may be able to take our lives,

But it will never take away our unyielding will to die! ”

When Mo Yu finished speaking, the people who could rank up in the entire Zheng City began to act, and they lined up to contribute their most sincere blessings to the monument.

Bless these sacrificed heroes, in the next life, not to live in troubled times.

It's too bitter, it's too tiring!

......

Behind the new base, in a garden, Mo Yu, Fang Jingmiao, Li Duzun, Guo Qilin, Yan Jun, Chaoshen Shijie, Xiao brothers and sisters, everyone in the Bu family, Bu Xingxing, Mu Bai and others, all stood inside.

Not far in front of them, where the spirit shed was built, a trace of sandalwood incense came, which made people intoxicated.

However, when their eyes looked at the tombstones around the shed, they couldn't help but fall silent.

The ancestor of the Bu family, the tomb of the old Bu family!

The Bu family, the tomb of the millennium.

The tomb of Tang Hao.

The tomb of Comrade Luo Sanpao.

Tomb of Wu Jinghuan.

The tomb of Wu Xingshen.

“......”

At a glance, in addition to the people in the front row, there are more people who don't know in the back.

These are all elites, elites who died in battle.

Everyone lined up to lay flowers, and then walked out in silence.

After Mo Yu went up to salute and offer incense, he walked behind Bu Xingxing alone, looking at Bu Xingxing, who had lost weight, Mo Yu couldn't help but say: "So haggard, it's not the Bu Xingxing I know." ”

Bu Xingxing hurriedly wiped away his tears with his sleeve when he heard this, and then smiled at Mo Yuqiang.

Alas!

Mo Yu sighed, thought about it, took out the aura talisman from the space, handed it to Bu Xingxing, and said, "You can put this thing away closely!" ”

Bu Xingxing took the talisman, a little puzzled, but still nodded.

Mo Yu didn't explain anything, turned around and left.

Early the next morning, an off-road vehicle stopped at the gate of the base, Di Wuji opened the door, greeted Mo Yu and sat in the car, and then began to start.

There was a roar, and the car began to move slowly, speeding all the way to the north.

Mo Yu frowned, thinking about the anxious voice of Hua Lao that he heard in the early hours of the morning in his mind, he was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what Hua Lao meant. But when I asked again, Hua Lao had no reply.

Mo Yu thought about the problem, Di Wuji drove the car intently, neither of them saw it, and the tall buildings behind the two of them were full of people who were sending Mo Yu farewell.

Li Duzun sighed slightly, Guo Qilin's face was bored, and Fang Jingmiao's eyes were full of reluctance and an inexplicable feeling.

On the other side, Bu Xingxing stood alone on the edge of the building, looking at the car in the distance, and burst into tears.

Behind him, Chu Jun supported Mu Bai, who was depressed, looked at Bu Xingxing, and sighed slightly. (To be continued.) )