Jing River, the largest tributary of the Yellow River.

Compared with other demon-infested rivers, the Jing River seems much quieter, so silent that it is lifeless.

Dark clouds were low in the air, and the continuous rain invaded people's spine, and it was unusually cold here when it was hot in September.

The river did not move, and the raindrops hit it, like white sugar sprinkled on thick porridge, sticky swirling on it, and then slowly sinking to the abyss where it could not be seen.

There is no dragon king who commits the rules of heaven and is stabbed in Jinghe, there is no Yuan Shoucheng who calculates the heavens, and there is no Wei Zheng who kills the dragon in his dream, and some are just Yin soldiers.

The walls of the ancient capital sit on open ground three kilometers away from the river, and behind the walls are the boot camps.

"From today onwards, you'll live in this dormitory."

Said the company clerk who was in charge of docking Xu Fang.

Like Gudu No. 2 Middle School, which was incorporated into the Lintong Military Region, the Gaoling Military Region also has students with military training, and they can squeeze out a bed for Xu Fang in a random row.

"Do a good job, the danger of the Yin soldiers is higher than that of ordinary undead, and the rewards are correspondingly very generous, so it's up to you whether you can get it or not."

Because Xu Fang came by military vehicle, the clerk subconsciously thought that he was the second generation of where, and couldn't help but say more.

"Thank you, comrade."

After sending away the paperwork, Xu Fang quickly made his bed.

He didn't take the expensive bed that Sun Ruizhi gave him before, and it is estimated that he will not stay here for long.

"New kid, which school are you from?" A head poked down from the top bunk.

"Ancient Capital No. 2 Middle School."

"Didn't you go to the second middle school of the ancient capital to kill the terracotta warriors? How do you... Oh, I see, something must have happened and I was kicked out, right? ”

Thinking that his joke was humorous, this man laughed like a duck for a while, but found that Xu Fang did not react.

The laughter stopped a little awkwardly, and the man was just about to say something to make up for himself.

"Huh!" Xu Fang smiled.

This person was laughed at, and he always felt that in the eyes of the other party, he had become a vexatious bear child, and it was not worth refuting.

"What are you laughing at?" The man sat up suddenly: "Let me tell you, I'm the deputy leader of this class, the junior second..."

Bang dang!

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and the veteran squad leader stood at the door, and the deputy squad leader's words were stuck in his throat in the next second, and his face was red.

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Thundered!

Heavy clouds tumbled, colliding with bursts of muffled thunder.

On the city wall, two three-meter-high "street lamps" are placed at intersecting every 100 steps, emitting a crimson glow, and the rain disappears when it comes into contact with the light.

"The light system magic circle and the fire system magic circle, the power is so strong, the texture is estimated to be very complicated." Xu Fang glanced at it and thought from the perspective of a forger.

Conclude that you can't make it yourself.

But if you can take it apart and look at the core circle inside, it must be excellent.

Whoosh————!

A flash of light flashed in the sky, and the sirens of the city walls sounded.

The wind gusted, blowing more violently than before, and the raindrops the size of beans hit the ground heavily, and the clammy and cold air invaded the bone marrow.

Crash!

On the edge of the thick Jing River, pale hands grabbed the bank, and one after another "people" climbed up.

Their eyes were hollow, their faces pale and tired, as if they were wax figures completely drenched in the rain, but they were wearing a full set of ancient military uniforms.

"Enemy Attack ————!"

On the city wall, the trails of stars crossed one after another, and fierce magical attacks attacked the Yin soldiers like a flood.

Xu Fang stood in the corner in a low-key manner, and used the light to extinguish a Yin soldier with the crowd, and then summoned the Cloud Slashing Sword.

Magic Infusion!

It's just that the place where the magic energy is poured into is not the Cloud Slashing Sword, but the Hidden Gun hidden on the forearm of the left hand.

Stellar jumped into his hand, and the jet-black and small body of the spear was hidden in Xu Fang's hand.

In the spiritual world, the golden star and the red star ring lit up at the same time, and the sun flame poured into the star, and the body of the spear became hotter and hotter.

Xu Fangping raised his hands and aimed at a well-armored Yin soldier who looked like a general.

"Whoosh!!"

With the sound of breaking the air, the Yin soldier general fell to the ground in response, and the part where the bullet was shot spread outward like a spider web, bursting with golden light from the inside out.

One hit kills.

Not far away, some people noticed this surprising scene, and subconsciously turned their heads, and their eyes were immediately attracted by the big sword in Xu Fang's hand.

“··· Cut, it turned out to be a magic tool guy. ”

After a sour sentence, I didn't pay much attention to greeting the families of the rich people.

Xu Fang showed a satisfied smile, the power of the "Yang Yan Light Bomb" was not weaker than the "Yang Yan Light Slash". The most important thing is that the concealment is too good.

If this is not used to talk about martial arts in the future, isn't it a quasi-one?

Even the golden star felt Xu Fang's high mood, and he spun harder, and the abundant magic energy turned into a star track, and then hit the Yin soldier hard.

One, two... Remnants emerged, but there was never the spirit that he wanted.

Woo~~~~~~~~!!!

On the battlefield, the trumpet sounded. Unlike the quaint and solemn terracotta warriors, the horns of the Yin soldiers sounded like the whimpering of the dead, hoarse but sharp.

A large flag was erected, dancing with the gust of wind, and the raindrops were slapped by the flag, turning into a black water curtain in the sky.

Someone shouted: "It's a spiritual attack!" The psychic mage stepped forward, and the rest stepped back! ”

Xu Fang couldn't figure out the path of the Yin soldiers, and he didn't love fighting, so he turned around and left without saying a word.

The next second, he froze in place.

———— because he saw "himself", and it was a bird's-eye view from the air.

City walls, military mages, yin soldiers... Everything I saw before was gone.

"Made, I'm on the road."

Xu Fang scolded secretly, needless to say, most of it was because he killed the Yin Soldier General and was targeted.

I pinched my thigh, but I didn't feel any pain. Tried to mobilize the stars of the spiritual world, but these rebels were playing like crazy, and they didn't notice the calling daddy at all.

Forget it, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, I will put it down to see what the number of "spiritual attacks" that have been blown to the gods is.

In the high and high sky, Xu Fang looked down at "himself".

is different from himself outside, the "Xu Fang" in front of him is different except for having the same face as him.

In the middle of the wide school grounds.

The gate was fenced, and countless newly recruited soldiers swarmed in, holding number plates and gathering at the military secretariat, and there were melodious and lengthy roll calls one after another in the school yard.

"Xu Fang" was wearing rough armor, standing among the generals, looking up at the general on the high platform.

The general was in high spirits, holding a long sword and scolding Fang Xuan: "In this battle, all the soldiers should fight bravely to kill the enemy, raise the prestige of our soldiers, don't shame the children of your hometown, drink this wine, and go on the road!" ”

"Whoa!"

Everyone, including "Xu Fang", raised their heads and drank the wine in the bowl, knelt down one after another, kowtowed goodbye to their parents and fellow villagers, and then turned around and went on the road without hesitation.

The fierce and majestic aura of gold and iron are intertwined, and no matter who looks at it, it is an army that has won all battles.

The soldiers brought the horses, and "Xu Fang" turned over and got on the horses.

The soldiers beside the tent blew the long and melodious horns, and the countless footsteps coming and going brought up the yellow dust and smoke of the school field.

Gray, gray, yellow, and yellow dust accompanied the neighing of horses one after another. An invisible and oppressive aura gradually filled the air.

"The army is out!"