The river is choppy, and the forest is bitterly cold.

The sediment is endless, and the dark stones are innumerable.

Murmur was lonely against the flood.

Those who were able to go to the soup and die without turning their heels did not follow.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't protect themselves.

It's too difficult.

It is so difficult that even if you have determination, will, and action, it is far from enough, and you also need the strength to go against the world.

Those who follow him because of the conviction in their hearts will not necessarily be able to follow in his footsteps.

But it doesn't matter, he's still there.

The world is vast, and the water is surging.

The sky became gloomy at some point, and heavy dark clouds came overhead, and occasionally thunder and slashed, but it shone out a world covered with mud and muddy water.

The rain has not yet had time to fall, and the world has already seen the scene of the sea.

In the middle of the sea, a small figure walked alone in the surging water, silent.

The thunderstorm is brewing, the autumn is about to pass, and another cold winter is coming!

"Did you say he would come?"

Standing on the dry shore, Bai Xundao suddenly asked without a clue.

There were five other people beside him, all of whom were full of grace, and they were the rest of the commanders-in-chief, and they could only smile when they saw these people.

"Then Moqiu is not a fool, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come. If you dare to come! ”

A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of one of the shortest lean men, "I'm afraid I don't know how to write dead words!" ”

"Yes, extremely. Breaking into the military formation as a grandmaster is just picking up a cheap advantage that underestimates the enemy's carelessness, is it true that we are clay people? ”

On the side of the lean man, another martial arts master wearing three gorgeous feathers spoke up.

Bai Xundao glanced at the two, these two were of course the two martial arts masters sent by Daqing.

At the beginning, Moqiu took three thousand ink warriors to behead Liu Xuanqi, the commander-in-chief of Daqing, but he swept Daqing's face completely, and this hatred was obviously still remembered.

Grandmaster does not mean that you can do whatever you want, which royal family hasn't supported a few grandmasters?

Even Emperor Zongming, who was bent on seeking immortals, had a new grandmaster to succeed Ji Lao at the beginning, although he died later because of the impact on the innate realm.

These grandmasters are supported by the royal family, selected since childhood, and have a clean net worth, and they are actually quite free after becoming grandmasters, and they only need to represent a country when necessary, and the emperor will never put on a face for them.

In this respect, they and the royal family are actually both prosperous and loss-making.

The glory and wealth that should be enjoyed are not bad, and when it is time to contribute, it is natural to make a contribution.

Especially when the four countries besiege a country, where is there any room for struggle? Just go through it step by step, and you don't even need to make any effort.

Again, the advantage is mine!

What can Inkhill's fame do even if it is like the sun in the middle of the moon in the sky?

It's not good to put it in Daqing.

Grandmasters can't fight alone, the country is strong, even if they are fellow grandmasters, they can speak a little louder.

What's more, in the Four Nations Alliance, the grandmasters of each faction are helping to keep watch, even if all the grandmasters of Dayue now add up to the six, then what else is there to say?

Tough face!

Moqiu doesn't come, and the matter of the source river bursting the embankment can be regarded as venting the hatred in Daqing's heart, Moqiu dares to come, so don't go!

"You guys"

Bai Xundao shook his head, didn't know what he thought, and stood quietly on the dry shore, no longer speaking.

"Master, but you remembered yourself?"

Beside him, a martial arts master who looked much younger, but was also middle-aged, asked.

Among the four alliances, Daqi has the strongest national strength and the widest territory.

But few people remember or mention that Otsuki did not border the Great Moon before.

The reason for the border is that there is another kingdom that has been occupied by the Great Prayer - just as the Great Moon is about to be divided today.

And Bai Xundao is the protector of the country that destroyed the country at the beginning!

The grandmaster of protecting the country, in the face of the general trend, cannot really protect the country after all.

Although Moqiu is not the Great Moon Protector Grandmaster, what he has done is no worse than any Protector Grandmaster, and even surpasses it!

It's no wonder that after Bai Xundao heard the news of Moqiu, he had to rush to Dayue in person regardless of his age, and he didn't have the intention of meeting Moqiu in his heart.

To a certain extent, Moqiu's experience at this time is quite similar to Bai Xundao's youth.

It's just that Bai Xundao finally chose to bow his head in the face of the general trend, and became the protector of Daqi again, and even cultivated another martial arts master for Daqi.

"yes."

Bai Xundao's beard and hair are all white, but his face is still white and flawless, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a crane hair and a childish face, this is the true state of the grandmaster, even if the limit is approaching, when the life is over, how can the flesh that has not rotted for a hundred years show how much old age?

Their Shou Yuan does not support this.

"I want him to come, but I am afraid of him."

Bai Xundao said faintly.

Forty is not confused, fifty is aware of the destiny of heaven, sixty is obedient, seventy is not exceeded, this is the realm of the great wise.

And he is one hundred and twenty years old this year.

At this age, he is a martial arts master, and he is also buried in the loess, whether it is experience, experience, or perception of life, he has reached the peak of the world, and there is rarely a time for hesitation.

There is only one thing, like a fish in the throat, which has not really been put down for so many years.

It's just that on weekdays, no one dares to mention it in front of him without opening their eyes, so they pretend not to know, silently watch Daqi become stronger and stronger, and many things in his heart seem to have been put down.

It wasn't until he heard that the Daqi royal family asked the martial arts master to go to Dayue to help protect him, so he inquired curiously and learned the news of Moqiu.

It was so long that it took me to look through the memories of several generations before suddenly it came back to my heart.

It turns out that I haven't really let go yet.

Now he is half in the ground, and he has no scruples, so he comes.

He wanted to see what kind of person that Inkhill was.

is a little similar to his younger self.

At the beginning, in the face of the irreversible trend, he finally chose to retreat, just like today's source river bursting its banks, what can the grandmaster do?

After this difficulty, Murqiu should understand.

The grandmaster is not an immortal, although there are things that ordinary people can't reach, but it is impossible to change the world with one person's body and mind.

If the other party really has the heart of helping the people through the world, the intention of helping the world, and the strategy of helping the right way, he is willing to give up his position to Moqiu, and let Moqiu become the next Bai Xundao of Daqi.

In the face of an irresistible enemy, gritting your teeth and fighting hard is not the best policy, blending into it, changing everything, and slowly drawing it, what's wrong?

If Mo Qiu dared to kill the emperor, he would definitely be very disappointed in the Great Moon Imperial Family.

In this case, what is the difference between staying in the big moon and staying in the big prayer?

Could it be that the situation of the people of Dayue, who did not have a dead country, could be even more miserable than the merger into Daqi after the country was broken?

Even if it starts to be miserable, after Mo Qiu joins Daqi, he can fully exert his strength, and with his help, why can't he give full play to his talents?

Not all emperors are Emperor Zongming!

Reasonably, his original choice was not wrong, and he should not be wrong.

"Master, why do you bother with this matter any longer? Because of your relationship, those people in Daqing are living well now. That Moqiu seems to be fighting for the country and the people, fighting bloody battles, preaching morality, gathering disciples, and guarding the city, but what is the use of those things he does? It's just to make more people die in this war!

If after he slaughtered Emperor Zongming, he immediately took the people of the Mo family to defect to us, and then chose to persuade people to submit with the prestige and virtue he left in the hearts of the people of Dayue, what resistance could he encounter? How could there be a massacre of the city, and even the breaking of the embankment of the source river now?

He seems to be for the country and the people, but in fact, he has exhausted the people's wealth, exhausted the people's hearts, wasted the people's strength, and destroyed the people's livelihood. And how can he add to your indifferent annoyance? These 'smart people' are the most hateful, could it be that they really regard themselves as some saints?

In my opinion, they are just fame-seekers, and at best, they are just hypocrisy! ”

Bai Xundao's disciple, another martial arts master of Daqi, immediately said.

Fish for fame and reputation

"Hah"

Facing the relief of his disciples, Bai Xundao smiled and did not answer.

It's not good to see the taste of the country with your own eyes.

This disciple was born in a big family since he was a child, and he grew up beside him since he was a child, and the treatment he enjoys is naturally far from what ordinary people can imagine.

Not everyone can have such favorable conditions, and not everyone can see it so clearly.

When witnessing the gradual sinking of a kingdom, everything familiar begins to move away from itself, the people at the bottom are not as good as pigs and dogs, and relatives and friends die on the battlefield. How can all this be described as "indifferent annoyance"?

"In my opinion, Murchu will never come. How many grandmasters are there in the whole big moon? They are separated from each other, and it is impossible to get together. What if you get together? The mantis arm is used as a car, which is ridiculous and not self-sufficient. When we get together, who is Grandmaster Otsutsuki who is our opponent? ”

Da Yue's martial arts master said with a smile on his face.

Among the four countries, Da Yue is the weakest, after the source river bursts the embankment, as long as he waits for a while, he will definitely not be hindered again, and the task assigned to him by the emperor can be regarded as a successful completion, and his heart is happy.

"I think you just believe Moqiu's rhetoric, and Moqiu Moqiu has been endless. It's like he's a martial arts master in the whole world, and it's almost there. ”

The leaner martial arts master from Daqing looked up at the sky, "There will be another rainstorm coming soon, and the water will rise again." In this way, it is enough to take Yuzhou without bloodshed, which saves us a lot of effort, don't mention that Moqiu swept this interest. ”

As soon as his words fell, Grandmaster Dayong, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "Moqiu."

"Huh?!"

Daqing's Grandmaster immediately frowned, is this giving him eye medicine?

But then he found out that it was not.

Following Grandmaster Dayong's gaze and looking ahead, he saw a small spot in the river going upstream!

The water of the source river is fast, and it is the time when the embankment bursts, how can anything go upstream?

In addition, the water here is extremely deep, even if you throw a tree down, it is difficult to reach the bottom, no matter what it is, it should not be able to approach at this time.

Unless someone is fighting the waves.

The Martial Dao Grandmaster has excellent eyesight, and although it is far away, it is not difficult to find from the slightly shining True Qi around that person that it is also a Martial Dao Grandmaster.

Ink Hills

He's coming!

He actually came!

How dare he come over?!

For a moment, the six martial arts masters who had noticed this scene were all silent, and the words that could be wantonly criticized before seemed so powerless at this moment.

Silently watching Mo Qiu in the swift river, sliding his arms hard, coupled with the help of true qi, he kept approaching here.

His skin looks quite dark, like an old farmer in the countryside, and even his face has nothing to do with the word Junyi, but it looks quite square, and his brows are tightly wrinkled, condensed into a "Chuan" character, only the bare outer arm looks solid and powerful, and even the blood vessels are bulging high.

But all this is not as good as those eyes.

What a gaze it was, full of pain, anger, rage, and more indescribable looks, like an indestructible divine sword, trying to pierce them all.

He was clearly alone, but he rushed towards here without interruption and fear, going against the current!

It's as if he's not alone, it's like they're fighting alone!

Finally, as the distance got closer, Murmur sank briefly.

The next moment, a figure with a splash of water smashed heavily on the dry shore!

The moment he fell, the still intact embankment seemed to tremble.

That person's figure is quite tall, even if he is placed in the Grandmaster, he is definitely the most outstanding class, which is enough to make people look up, and at a glance, it looks like a god and demon are in the world!

It's just that his chest is rising and falling extremely violently, and the breath he spits out is eager to glow with white mist, and his originally dark skin is also tinged with a little red.

The six martial arts masters quietly looked at Mo Qiu.

"Ling"

Daqing's lean martial arts master rolled in his throat for some reason, and he was also a grandmaster, but he was actually intimidated by Moqiu's momentum!

"How dare you come?!"

Fortunately, another grandmaster of Daqing asked for him.

With a companion by his side, the little weakness that had appeared in his heart for some reason immediately dissipated without a trace, and the lean grandmaster immediately said, "You are not afraid of death?" When you attacked and killed my commander-in-chief, I haven't settled it with you! ”

There is no need for anyone to introduce him, but looking at the appearance of this grandmaster dressed in coarse cloth and short brown, dark skin, and burly and strong, you know that this person must be Moqiu!

"Mo is not afraid of death, so why is he afraid of death?"

Mo Qiu's cold and sharp eyes stared at the several grandmasters in front of him, not showing any fear, only the voice, with unparalleled anger: "Wait, how dare you do such a thing that harms the people?!" ”

The author's recent lumbar muscle strain. It's really uncomfortable! After some treatment, the new chair will arrive tomorrow, and there will be more tomorrow!!

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