Chapter Forty-Eight: Rekindling Fighting Spirit

"I know you even if you turn to ashes!". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman turned out to be Emperor Ming Jingxin!, this is what Lin Cheng never expected, he was so easy to look at at that time!, and, looking at this posture, Emperor Ming Jingxin has not been short to keep up with him, is it ......

"I thought you were very powerful! I didn't expect you to be a showmanship, and I was restrained with one move, hum."

The girl's voice was very delicate, but unfortunately the current Lin Cheng didn't plan to pay attention to Di Ming Jingxin at all, looking at Lin Cheng's daze gaze, he helplessly picked Lin Cheng's chin with a dagger, stretched out his petite palm, and Di Ming Jingxin said to Lin Cheng.

"Give me back my jade pendant, you pseudo-hero!".

"How long have you been following me".

As if he had just woken up from a daze, he took a deep breath, and stared at Emperor Ming Jingxin with calm eyes, Lin Cheng asked slowly.

"What, what did you say?".

At this time, Lin Cheng's eyes were a little terrifying, full of bloodshots, full of sluggishness, and Emperor Ming Jingxin was stared at a little hairy.

And Lin Cheng's attitude of asking was really bad, and the feeling of almost questioning couldn't help but arouse the temper of Di Ming Jingxin's pampered eldest princess, Qiong's nose wrinkled, and Di Ming Jingxin said coldly.

"Why should I tell you what you are to me".

The words did not make Lin Cheng's face change in any way, he slowly closed his eyes, Lin Cheng regained his silence again, and when Emperor Ming Jingxin thought that Lin Cheng was speechless by his own reasoning, Lin Cheng suddenly moved.

Taking advantage of Di Ming Jingxin's yawn, the gesture turned slightly, and a dagger had already pressed against Di Ming Jingxin's neck, and thin blood stains spread on the snow-white neck, Di Ming Jingxin's expression was very stunned, and the faint mist slowly condensed in a pair of beautiful eyes.

"You, what are you doing!".

"Say, how long have you been with me!".

An almost rough handful took Di Ming Jingxin into his arms, and a beastly low roar exploded in Di Ming Jingxin's ears.

"Say!, are those spies of the Diming family sent by you along the way!".

In fact, things are not at all what Lin Cheng thinks, sober people think about it a little with their brains, and they will also think of it, how can a princess who sneaks out carry hundreds of powerful dead soldiers with her? , but unfortunately, Lin Cheng is not sober now.

The first few breaths were still talking and laughing with himself, but before he finished speaking, he turned into a cold corpse lying in front of him, Lin Cheng collapsed, and his eyes were the same as when Lord Long's soul dissipated.

The dagger in his hand fell to the ground, Lin Cheng has been suppressing himself these days, suppressing the feeling that he wants to escape, the sense of powerlessness is full of Lin Cheng's heart, the sense of doubt has taken root in Lin Cheng's own heart, and the words of contempt for himself are constantly lingering in Lin Cheng's mind.

"Could it be that without the old dragon, you really can't do anything?, can you leave the old dragon, without all the people who really help you, with your own appearance, can't you even do such a little thing?, in this case, what do you talk about to save the old dragon!.

"Why, why!".

Holding his head and kneeling on the ground, his hands slammed his head hard, his eyes were red, Lin Cheng wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't cry at all, as if a boulder was pressing on his back, and he was about to lose his breath, but the boulder began to become heavier and heavier, and Lin Cheng's breathing became weaker and weaker.

"What's wrong with you, hey, what's wrong with you?".

Lin Cheng's action completely frightened Di Ming Jingxin, a good big man just lay in front of him, hugged his head tightly, stepped forward and shook Lin Cheng's arm, but Lin Cheng, whose eyes were dull, had now sunk into deep self-blame.

All the news from the outside world has no impact on the current Lin Cheng, helplessly, seeing that Lin Cheng's sluggishness is becoming more and more obvious, he bit his lip lightly, Di Ming Jingxin's eyes turned slightly, snap, Di Ming Jingxin slapped Lin Cheng fiercely!.

"You big man, sober up!".

Obviously, this slap from Emperor Ming Jingxin is very effective for the present, after this slap down, Lin Cheng's eyes began to slowly regain their brilliance, slowly got up from the ground, and shook his head vigorously, although his head was full of dizziness, but Lin Cheng felt that he was extremely awake now.

"Thank you".

"Hmph, you'd better return the Nether Spirit Jade to me first."

Ignoring Lin Cheng's thanks, Di Ming Jingxin's expression was still so bland, looking at Lin Cheng coldly, Di Ming Jingxin replied

Slightly stunned, Lin Cheng responded, the storage ring flashed slightly, Lin Cheng handed the Netherworld Jade back to Emperor Ming Jingxin, took the Netherworld Jade, Emperor Ming Jingxin turned around and left without looking back, and the departing figure, only such a voice came into Lin Cheng's ears now.

"I thought it was a young talent, but I didn't expect it to be a waste!".

Through Lin Cheng's words, Emperor Ming Jingxin gave Lin Cheng such an almost contemptuous definition, and these words pierced Lin Cheng's heart like a knife, making Lin Cheng's breathing slightly accelerated.

"I'm not a waste, how can you defeat me with such a little difficulty now, why should I do this."

Feeling a little stuffy in his chest, he raised his head and breathed in a big gulp of air, Lin Cheng felt that he was a little sober, smiled slightly, returned the dagger on the ground to the storage ring, raised his steps, and walked quickly towards the big tent.

"One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, perhaps, I will have to get used to it in the future."

The next day, when the army was marching out, looking at Lin Cheng who was riding on the hissing dragon's chant, a boulder in Rocky's heart finally fell.

"The young master's fighting spirit is finally back!".

Rocky was scared at first, many people who have just entered the battlefield will become devastated because their teammates die in front of them, but if you want to become a qualified commander, these are the things that must be experienced, the commander is meant to be ruthless, not only to be ruthless to the enemy, but also to his own people, because all wars with feelings are bound to lose.

Wangshan ran a dead horse This sentence is really right, Lin Cheng has thoroughly appreciated it this time, originally Lin Cheng thought that he could run the distance in three hours, but he didn't expect the whole team to take a full day, but fortunately, before dark on this day, Lin Cheng's team finally pulled outside the inner city gate of the town ghost pass.

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