"With your infinite remorse and pain, go to hell!" The middle-aged Tu Ge violently flicked the Buddha Lotus Sword, and Tu Ge's body flew high, like a remnant butterfly about to wither in autumn, slowly leaving the meadow full of vitality, "Plop-" splashed a series of dust, and his body fell heavily on a large area of wasteland.

"This ending is already your best punishment!" The middle-aged Tu Ge took his hand behind, said lightly, turned to leave, every step he took, his body became a year younger, when he walked to the sky tree, he returned to his childhood, his back was back, and he sat down cross-legged, as if everything that had happened before was just a nightmare.

At the same time, the sound of the sword mark "Peng-" that bound the skirt dissipated......

The skirt show who was released didn't want to accept this result, so she slowly moved her steps, slowly came to Tu Ge, squatted down, and only saw a pair of empty pupils, with endless remorse.

"Skirt Xiu, this life is really too short!" Tu Ge crossed Skirt Xiu and looked at the sky sadly, "I still have a lot of things to do!"

"You're not going to die! you're definitely not going to die!" said Skirt Xiu, biting her lower lip and turning her head with tears in her eyes.

"Am I wrong?" asked Tug softly. The tingling pain in his chest was telling him that he was really wrong!

"I don't know!" Skirt Xiu shook her head desperately, how could she know what was wrong and what was right?

Looking at a different sky, one side is bloody, depressing, and gloomy, and the other side is clear, clear, and bright. The pupils are slowly dilating, the body seems to be getting lighter and lighter, and finally floats up, and the voice of the skirt around her seems to be more and more inappropriate, far and near, and it seems to be raining, but it is clear that the other parts do not feel the cold raindrops......

On the fifteenth floor of purgatory, in this uninhabited wilderness, because of the existence of countless soldiers, it seemed so lively, and the monsters and demons all gave a "warm" welcome. The battle continued, and the fighting and shouting never stopped. I don't know how many people have died here, and those who have survived are praying for tomorrow.....

"Intelligence, the troops on the east side have been fiercely attacked by the Warcraft Eight-legged Worm and need urgent reinforcements. ”

"I see! The knights of the thirty-seventh regiment and the phalanx swordsmen will attack quickly with me!" Dressed in the knight's armor because of the countless battles he has experienced, the rifts of death are all over the knight's armor, but he is even more heroic Milandia commands the army's army in an orderly manner, and at the same time, the sword slaughter soldiers are also rushing to the east to reinforce them.

"Order!"

The dozen or so eight-legged insects that appeared in the troops on the east side were not the main event, each of them was more than ten meters high, fortunately, each of the soldiers of the dynasty was carefully selected, hundreds of people surrounded one head, the heavy knights were in front, and the magic arrows were behind, and the fight was also very hot, but there were more and more eight-legged insects in the back, and the defense was about to collapse.

"Brush—" The green liquid slanted out, and a huge and furry foot was snatched by Miandia's sword, saving the group of knights.

"Thank you, General!"

"It's not over yet! don't say thank you!" said Miandia coldly, turning back into the fight. A dozen eight-legged insects were wiped out in a very long way.

"Will ........ Look at that, General!" said the adjutant, shuddering, pointing to the behemoth that appeared not far away.

Miandia only glanced at it, and immediately reacted, "Bring the news to Tug!

Behind a huge devil-level behemoth monster is the biggest threat to the eastern troops, only to see this head of a thousand meters of indestructible body like a rock, the mouth is forever burning a flame that never goes out, and the back has bone spurs like petals, once opened, countless meteorite-like incendiary balls burst out of it, and the indiscriminate attack caused Tuge's army to suffer heavy casualties. And this devil is the existence that makes Tug feel a headache.

"Urgent report! There is a devil ...... on the eastern flank"

"I see, you go down!" Tug touched his forehead, silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Joshiro, what should we do now?Retreat? That devil ......" Kawana asked. The surrounding environment is becoming more and more dangerous, and there is a possibility that the whole army may be wiped out at any time, and Tug once sent out the god Ji, and even Saint-Saëns, but they can't help this devil! I think it is an ancient demonic beast left over from the era of Alexander I.

"Pass the order, the troops on the east side must resist me, the other troops, continue to advance!" Tug stood up from the rock, it was not his style to retreat, gritted his teeth and gave the order!

"But in this case, our dead and wounded! and Mirandia!" said Kawana worriedly.

"Once we embark on this path, we have no way to turn back! We can only continue to walk! Even if the path itself is wrong!"

In the dilapidated railway station called Yucheng, which has been rainy all year round, when the moment of separation came, the middle-aged man waved his hand and signaled: "Don't look back, keep going!"

"What if it's wrong?" the eyes of two men from different eras made a moment of exchange.

"Then keep going wrong!"

"What if it's so wrong that there's no way out?"

"Then turn back!"

.......

"Brother Tu, I'll go with you!" said Jiuge, whose arm was wrapped in a heavy bandage. Gritting his teeth, he said: "Kill this devil and avenge Saint-Saëns!"

Tu Ge glanced deeply at Jiuge and nodded heavily. Jiuge was overjoyed and smiled slightly.

.......

"General, that man has asked us to defend the east flank, and has allowed the large army to move on!"

Milandia was stained with a little dust, but her still delicate face did not show much expression, she chuckled lightly and nodded simply, indicating that she understood. Tug had already made a choice, as a member of the Tudor army, she was obliged to fight until the last moment, because at this time, it was not only for Tug's so-called purpose, but also for the absolute non-endangerment of Stormwind.

Miradia with a cross sword in her hand stood up again, glancing around at the dynastic soldiers who had been embarrassed by the devil's incendiary bombs. There was a wail of pain and an explosion that grew more intense from far to near.

"Soldiers, why are we here?" asked Miandia as she looked around.

The Tudor knights looked at me one by one, I looked at you, and suddenly replied in unison: "For freedom! For chivalry!" This emotion infected the soldiers of other countries, whether it was the sword slaughter soldiers or the black horsemen who stayed here, and suddenly a new power burst out from their chests, this power is called spirit!

"For glory, for honor, for the protection of our country!" Miandia raised the missing sword in her hand, staring ahead, fearlessly raising her arms and shouting, but it glittered in the firelight.

"For honor, for freedom, for the sake of the Tudors, fearless!"

"For glory, for freedom, for the sake of the Tudors, fearless!"

"For glory, for freedom, for the sake of the Tudors, fearless!"

........

By the time Tuge and Kuge arrived, the devil had disappeared, and the eastern flank led by Miandia had completely disappeared.

Mirandia's death was the biggest buffer for Tug's army, and they quickly passed through the fifteenth floor of purgatory and entered the sixteenth floor, but this was far from over......

"Hahahaha-ha-ha-hahaha-" Tug slowly opened his eyes, laughed, and seemed to walk out of the fifteenth-story situation in a trance, and then stood up again with the help of the skirt.

"I'm not wrong! I have a clear conscience!" Turge said softly to the man in front of him as he took a deep breath and stepped back forward.

"Jiuqu, you ......."

"It's okay!" Tu Ge comforted the skirt show beside him, gently pushed the skirt show away, and stood firm.

"Amazing, really amazing!" Young Tu Ge turned around, clapping, his gaze gradually cold, "I originally thought you were just wrong on the surface, but now it seems that you have been wrong from the source!

"The Sword of Questioning is like this, I only feel the spring breeze blowing on my face! I am unscathed!" Tu Ge sneered and continued, "So I'm not wrong!"