Yudu, surrounded by mountains, Wangxiangtai.

The gloomy weather in the southwest continues, and it seems to leave the whole world with an indescribable musty smell.

It's just that there are many soldiers here in Wangxiangtai, and there are countless armor soldiers!

100,000 northern warriors have completely surrounded this place!

Because, Xiao Yuesheng, the southern master who is at the end of the road, is now on the Wangxiang Platform!

The grass and trees in the mountains and forests are withering, and the heaven and earth are in decline, which is even more desolate in the environment full of armor.

In front of the battle, a large number of black-clothed people were tied up and knelt on the ground, which was the southwest remnant that followed Xiao Yuesheng to retreat to the mountains on all sides, staying with the captives of the Dayan Holy Land at the moment, letting the cold rain in the early winter rain.

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When Xingtian arrived here, it was already twilight, and at this point, he finally let go of Qin Keke in his arms and walked slowly in the northern warrior array accompanied by Batu.

At this moment, Xingtian's pace was very slow, admiring the mountains and forests in the rain as he walked.

Seem...... Enjoy the final sights of the Underworld Dividing Period!

Yes, after today, there will be no longer Xiao Yuesheng, the king of the South, in the underground world of Huaguo, and there will be no more splitting between the north and the south!

Tomorrow, he will be the Dark Emperor of the Underground World of Huaguo!

The well-deserved Dark Emperor rules over every corner of Huaguo that the light cannot illuminate!

It's just that Xingtian's heart is surprisingly quiet, and along the way, he can't help but think of all the things in this expedition.

Many people died, a lot of blood was shed, and finally he stepped on the white bones and walked to his throne.

However, the journey is long, is this really the end?

Xing Tian shook his head, knowing very well in his heart that conquering the underground world was only the first step in his plan, and it was very difficult, but it was a success after all.

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After a long time, Xingtian finally came to the two thousand captives of the Southern Kingdom, and did not say a word, just silently looked at the dark, quiet and somewhat excessive mountains and forests.

"Why don't you attack the mountain?"

Xing Tian asked softly, "On the mountain, are there still people guarding it?"

"All of them have fallen, and when we surround this place, none of the remnants of this group in the southwest will have the courage to take up a sword and fight us to the death. ”

Batu wiped the rain from his face, was silent for a long time, and said softly, "I'm waiting for you to come."

Xiao Yuesheng, after all, is the king of the south, whether he succeeds or fails, and now that he is going to die, there should always be someone with enough weight to send him to his death.

I think...... Maybe you want to meet him, after all, from the beginning of the North-South dispute to the present, you and he have not really spoken a word. ”

"You're taking pity on him?"

The corners of Xingtian's mouth provoked a touch of arc, and he shook his head gently: "A generation of kings, the end of the road."

Don't watch that scene!"

Batu sighed lightly, I don't know why, he was obviously victorious, he couldn't be a little happy, he was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "On the mountain, now there are Xiao Yuesheng and the old servant Fu Bo who has been by his side." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xingtian's expression was even more complicated.

When the rebels left, and when they died, was there only an old servant left by their side?

Xing Tian's mind was complicated, and at this moment, he fell into a long silence, probably ...... That's what happens to every loser, right?

Wang Tu's hegemony has always been a gamble that exudes the smell of blood.

If he wins, the crowd cheers.

If you lose, it will end sadly.

Xingtian suddenly felt that if he became a loser one day, I am afraid that the ending would not be much stronger than Xiao Yuesheng, the corpses of the generals were all over the city, and the prancing horse couldn't bear to look north, and when his life ended, it was estimated that his poor brothers and sisters and the stupid brothers around him would accompany him.

The whole world, I don't know who the king of the north is!

As a loser, the glory of the past will disappear and become a joke at the winner's wine table.

"Just send someone up the mountain to give Xiao Yuesheng three feet of white silk in a while, and I won't go to see him. ”

Xing Tian sighed softly, shook the rain on his body, and swept away all the haze in his heart!

Yes, the road ahead will be more difficult than it is now, and I can't even see where the road ahead is!

Yes, from Xiao Yuesheng's failure, it seems that he has seen his future ending!

But so what?

There is a knife in the hand, I have come, I have fought, I have laughed, I have been angry, it is enough!

In the blink of an eye, Xing Tian had already collected his mood, raised his eyes to look at the two thousand southwest captives, and asked softly: "Batu, when the Great Yan Holy Land was in trouble, did these people attack our brothers?"

Did they have the blood of our brothers on their hands?"

"Not long ago, they did fight back, but they were all pushed back. ”

Batu hung his head, with anger in his tone: "On the night when the city of Yudu broke, these people escorted Xiao Yuesheng to kill out, and it was the elite of the southwest. ”

Although there is no positive answer, there is this sentence, which is enough!

Those who have survived until now are definitely the elites who came out of the bloody road!

The bloody road is paved by the bones of a boy in the north!

Needless to say, these people also know that their hands are all stained with the blood of the Heavenly General!

Xing Tian was expressionless, and said lightly: "If you fight to the death and use your lives to fulfill the last loyalty of the Southern Kingdom, I may admire you for being a true man, let you go!"

It's a pity that you didn't, and left when Xiao Yuesheng was the loneliest, because of disloyalty and injustice!

But you still have a grudge against me!

Think for yourselves, how can people like you tolerate you even if I descend them?

Okay, even if I abandon my previous hatred and don't care about the hatred between us, but if you can be disloyal to Xiao Yuesheng now, then you will definitely be disloyal to me in the future, what is the use of me keeping you?"

Xing Tian said these words in front of the two thousand captives, and he didn't deliberately suppress his voice at all, and everyone could hear it clearly!

In an instant, the two thousand people were in a commotion and began to struggle violently, apparently smelling an ominous smell from Xingtian's words.

It's a pity that even if they struggle again, what can they do? Putting down the knife is equivalent to becoming someone else's meat!

The next moment, a cold word burst out of Xingtian's mouth: "Kill!"

Suddenly, a large number of northern warriors stepped forward, chopping the horse and unsheathed, the sword light was cold, the drifting blood rain was sprinkled, and the screams instantly became the main theme of this place!

"King of the North, you must not die well!"

"Cruel and unkind, sooner or later, God will punish you!"

“......”

Curses followed.

Xingtian's face was indifferent, he was not moved at all, and lowered his head and said to himself: "Xiao Yuesheng, if you are an enemy, I can't let you go on the road so lonely, so let these people give you a funeral."

A generation of kings, if you want to die, you should also die decently, and it is too shabby to have only one old servant to accompany you.

At this point, I've done everything I had to do for you, a former enemy!"

After half a ring, the screams stopped, and the blood soaked the loess, mixed with the rain, and flowed in all directions.

Xing Tian exhaled deeply, and suddenly shouted: "Sacrifice, Nanwang Xiao Yuesheng!"

Batu, take the three-foot white silk and send the king of the south on the road!"

The roar, stirring in the mountains and forests, was heard far away.

"Bang!"

100,000 northern samurai draw their swords to the sky, this is to see off the former enemy!

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On the mountain, on a high platform, the man in black sat with his back to the mountains, and after hearing Xingtian's roar, he suddenly laughed.

The pathos of laughter, the tears of laughter!

"Hahahahaha......"

The laughter echoes through the mountains, and it lasts for a long time!

After laughing, the man stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, held his head high, and shouted loudly: "Xingtian, I accept your send-off!"

Let your people bring Shiraya up!

You are my Xiao Yuesheng's biggest enemy in this life, and you are also the most respectable enemy!

Lao Tzu will recruit all the old troops in the Yellow Spring, and when you come down, I will compete with you for hegemony!"

“......”

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At the foot of the mountain, a smile gradually appeared on Xingtian's face, and he shook his head slightly: "Interesting enemy, it's a pity that you have become a thing of the past, how can the eldest husband go back and make plans with the old enemy again? ”

“......”

Without Xingtian's orders, Batu had already taken the plate from the hands of the two samurai who had brought the white silk, and was about to go up the mountain.

Who knows, at this moment, a light drink suddenly cut off Batu's footsteps: "I'll go!"

The voice was not high, but it was so abrupt in the silence and solemnity of the mountain at this moment.

A wry smile bloomed on Xingtian's face, he slowly turned his head, stared at the end of the samurai array, and said astringently, "My dear, are you finally here?"

I saw that at the end of the array, a woman stood quietly with an oil-paper umbrella, dressed in plain clothes, holding an umbrella in one hand and a thermos bucket in the other.

Who is this woman, who is this woman not Luo Ying?

In fact, Xingtian had already expected Luo Ying to come!

This woman, helping herself deal with Xiao Yuesheng, an old classmate, has long been ashamed in her heart, and now that Xiao Yuesheng is at the end of her rope and has entered the countdown to her life, how can she not come?

"After more than ten years of friendship with me, I'll send him off. ”

Luo Ying walked forward with an umbrella, his steps were very light, and he didn't even bring a little muddy water when he walked on the slippery and muddy mountain road: "He is a tough person, I'm afraid I'm still curious about who knows him so well, and he completely toyed with him when he was in the southwest."

Now that the North-South struggle is over, I think it's time for him to see the enemy who knows him.

This one...... An old friend who hasn't seen each other in years. ”

Xing Tian hung his head and was silent, his face flashing with a little worry.

"Don't worry, my dear, he won't make a move on anyone else, because I helped him, although, now he has paid me off with the whole world. ”

Luo Ying smiled: "Don't worry, you may have forgotten, in fact, I am also a martial arts cultivator, and he is just a weak scholar." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Xingtian's consent, Luo Ying had already taken the white silk from Batu's hand, and walked towards the mountain with small steps, and the figure gradually disappeared in the mountain forest.

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