It was natural for Xuanfu to leave, and in his heart, it was impossible for the people of the Cursed Heaven Clan to confront the Xuantian Clan's protective array. The protective array of the border city can be captured even by the powerhouses of the God Realm, let alone a little cub of the Curse Heaven Clan?

In fact, the Xuan Fu was not only wrong, but also 108,000 miles wrong. This is the feeling of wine weaving, the feeling of the soldiers guarding the city, and the feeling of the old city official.

The old city official sighed and said, "You must know that this Curse Heaven Clansman ran so fast, and he had already set up a large array. Now it was good to see him running through the city gates. ”

It's just a joke from the old city officials. In fact, all that was left was a shadow of their backs, and they couldn't see what it was. Everyone only felt a gust of wind flutter in their faces, and then the big man of the Cursed Celestial Clan appeared inside the city gate.

The most anxious thing was the soldier who gambled ten taels of silver. He said angrily: "Ten taels of silver, that's grandpa's entire net worth, how is this good?"

The old city official gave him a blank look and said, "If you lose, you will lose, what can you do? Where is your gambling money?"

Strangely, the soldier was silent. He hung his head again and said, "What now?"

The old city official sighed: "What else can I do? It is inevitable that the crime of defending the city is unfavorable. I have lived for 60 years, and I have seen a lot of ups and downs in this world. Now, for us, it is a big disaster. I'm just a bad old man, and I'm dead, and there's nothing to be sorry about. You are still young, so you should do more for your people. I will take my own shackles and go to Xuantian City to confess my guilt. Son, go and present yourself to the lord of the city, and beg him to appoint a man to accompany me. ”

Everyone was speechless, as if no one expected that the old city officials, who were ignored by everyone, actually stood up and went to the clan city to receive death for everyone. That old man must not be an ordinary person, and his orders must be the highest orders in the clan. The soldier no longer cared about his ten taels of silver, and everything was so insignificant in the face of life and death.

The old city officials are about to hit the road, and the city lord of the border city sends a strong man to escort him. This can be regarded as the care of the officials of the old city, and at the same time, it can be regarded as the sincerity of the city lord. And the Lord\b sent all the people of the city out of the city. The old city official walked in front of him, and the crowd behind him was huge, and a sense of heroism suddenly arose in his heart. He didn't have the depression of dying, but was pushed by the crowd, he didn't just move forward, but he had a feeling of being pushed. He smiled, perhaps, this life is coming, and it is not bad to have a different experience. He felt that his own at this time was a general, brave and fearless, but he could wave his hand and turn the rain and clouds.

Accompanying the two of them was a giant grunt. This thing is a scarce species in the entire Forgotten Worry Mountain. It can travel extremely fast with weight, and it is possible to travel thousands of miles a day.

The old city official turned his head sideways, looked at the purring beast, and said secretly in his heart: It seems that before he died, his desire to take a good look at the scenery was also in vain. He waved his flail, turned around and bowed deeply to the city lord, but glanced at the crowd of farewells and said, "Fu Ming is gone, everyone!

Next, what happened stunned the old city officials. Right in front of his eyes, men, women, young and old, hula lala knelt down and bowed to him. He was stunned, and suddenly realized that the infinite piety in the eyes of everyone seemed to regard him as a god.

The old city officials came to their senses and did not stop the crowd from bowing down. He looked fixedly, looking around at the sea of people in front of him, as if to remember every face. He secretly said in his heart: There are real clan gods in Xuantian City, but the ability of clan gods is limited after all. Their light will never shine on the border city, and the border city will become a forgotten place in this mountain of forgetfulness. For these people, they need the protection of a god. In that case, let yourself be a god in their minds. It's just that, sadly, to become the supreme existence in the hearts of everyone, for a mortal, he can only die.

But so what? How can we be proud that these thousands of people can witness their deaths, and thus receive eternal life in the hearts of all?

The old city official struggled to get up, and at this time, he realized that it was very sad to wear a double flail. The strong man came over, flipped his handprints, and took the flail away. He whispered: "Grandpa Fuming, the city lord said that it is not too late to be flailed when you arrive at the main city." ”

The strong man's voice attracted the attention of the old city official, and only then did he realize that this person was actually a woman. The old city official froze and nodded to the city lord, "Thank you for the city lord's good intentions!" What displeased him was his voice, as if he had been pressed to his throat and his throat seemed to be dumb.

The old city official said in his heart: It can't be delayed any longer, death is something to face alone after all. The longer he dragged on here, the more his heart would waver. In his opinion, the determination to die originated from being able to save the lives of the guards. And now, also to die, his goal has changed, it has become sacred, and it has become the need of the people of the entire border city. He understands that to live is to be needed, which is not the rarestest thing. The rarest thing is that even death is needed.

The old city official snatched the wooden flail from the woman's hand and held it in his arms. Said lightly: "We, on the road." ”

The purring beast seemed to understand human speech, and lay prone on the ground. The old city official was carried by the woman, and slowly climbed up the ladder to the back of the gollum. There is a small pavilion that is more than a foot square. There are small chairs in the middle, surrounded by low couches, which seem to be able to seat five or six people at the same time. At this time, there are only two people, old and young, which seems to be much wider.

The old city official, looking into the endless distance, said indifferently: "You always have to leave, it's better to leave early than late." Let's go!"

The purring beast "purred" and slowly got up, so steady that the old city officials were frightened. He looked at the teacup on the small table, and there was only a ripple. sighed: "In my life, I just got what I wanted at this moment, but you have been indifferent all my life, but no one has discovered your preciousness." ”

The woman beside her looked puzzled and said, "Grandpa Fuming, who are you talking to?"

The old city official sighed: "A god hidden in this world, I am leaving, maybe he also sensed it." Just now, he told his grandfather that there was a big truth—"

The woman poked out her divine sense and sensed it, and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa, why didn't I find that god?"

"He is as humble as dust, and sometimes we stand on his shoulders without knowing it. ”

The woman was startled, and hurriedly moved her feet to the side, and looked intently at her feet.

The old city official smiled: "If he wants to be at your feet, how can you escape?"

The woman suddenly said, "You're talking again." With that, he called out, and the purring beast sailed in the direction of Xuantian City.

"Grandpa Fuming, that god, is he still with us?"

The old city official nodded.

"So, where is he now?"

The old city magistrate looked at her feet.

The woman frowned and said, "Why does this god like to be at my feet?"

The old city official smiled: "Because you are young, you can go further." For that God, it's not you who holds you up, but a future ......"

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