"I'm a pacifist, and the Terran Wu clan can obviously live a good life without incident, so why bother fighting back and forth. The hunting wind blew the orange-red silk back from the young man's eyes, his straight nose wrinkled a little, his lips pursed slightly, and he sighed and shook his head,

"Seeking peace in this turbulent and chaotic world shows that you are not only a pacifist, but also an idealist. The monkey, sitting on the edge of the cliff with his hands on the ground, leaning his body and tilting his head back slightly, swayed his two long legs hanging on the edge of the cliff, chewed on a sweet grass root in his mouth, and said indistinctly.

"Hmph, idealist? It's just hypocrisy, what the Wu clan wants is rejuvenation, and they want to rush out of the poor mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang to seek a better survival for the people, and the human race is a good season for expansion and development through the rule of the three emperors. The voice is not loud, but the words are as cold as a knife, to the point, the timbre is cold and cold, like a cold spring splashing, even in this war drum rumbling, the killing shouts can be clearly heard, just like this white-dressed, cold and arrogant woman is sneering disdainfully, the corners of the cool red lips and lips lead out a good-looking arc, the most touching thing is that the dazzling silver hair is tied high into a ponytail, it is really heroic and sassy, and the style is unparalleled.

Candle Jiuyin sighed: "Good sister, you have such a hurtful mouth, be careful that you can't marry in the future." ”

Her slender eyebrows furrowed, and a pair of eyes as bright as the starry sky diverted her gaze from the battlefield, staring at Candle Jiuyin and was about to get angry. Wu Zhiqi, who was sitting next to her slender legs, leisurely spit out the grass roots, his old face was slightly red, he scratched his head and said with a smile: "You can rest assured of the candle, I am determined to be this brother-in-law, how can Xiao Qian not get married?"

The cold face and cheeks of the woman in white were slightly red, and a cold snort came out of her pretty nose, and she raised her left leg and kicked Wu Zhiqi off the edge of the cliff.

Wu Zhiqi suddenly fell, dancing in the air, and hurriedly shouted: "Murder your husband, ahhhh......hhh

When the monkey climbed up from the bottom of the cliff in disgrace, the war under the mountain was also coming to an end, and the Wu clan had become the end of the crossbow, but none of the Wu warriors escaped, and they were all desperately resisting!

In the battle between the two armies, if one side is demoralized, there will be deserters for the casualties of three adults, and even if it is an elite army, it can only hold out until seventy percent of the soldiers are killed or wounded, and the morale will collapse.

And the soldiers of the Wu clan, fighting to the death to the last man, still no one retreated, which shows how cohesive the morale is!

Such a soldier is the most terrifying.

In a bronze chariot of the Chinese army on the plain, a figure wearing a bright yellow shirt and a high crown stood up, looking at the stubborn Wu warriors, and let out a sigh in his heart, admiring their invincible momentum and unyielding morale to fight to the last man. It's just that the Terran Wu clan has been fighting fiercely for many years, and their hands are stained with each other's blood, and it has long been an endless situation. He looked at the old enemy like a demon god in the battle array, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then firmly pulled out the long sword at his waist and pointed forward, and the Terran army swarmed up, surrounding the man who was covered in blood and had knotted muscles, like a mad demon but would not retreat until death.

On the high mountain, Wu Zhiqi blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "That is the only remaining great witch of the Wu clan?"

Candle Jiuyin nodded lightly and said, "It's a pity that the last generation of great witches born in this Witch God Temple wanted to recreate the glory of the ancient witch clan, but it ended so dismally. ”

"If you really pity him, you shouldn't have lent Xuanyuan the Kui Niu Drum, and now you are standing here and talking cool things? Why don't you go and rescue him? It's not hypocrisy. Xiao Qian sneered, his words sharp.

The candle dragon was choked by her words, and waved his sleeves in annoyance: "The rise of the human race is the general trend of the world, Gongsun Xuanyuan is a masterpiece of the generation, and he is the person chosen by the Great Sage of Fuxi. Now that his henchmen have been eliminated, he only needs to assimilate the Jiuli tribe and become unified. I just saved Chi You, with his wooden head, the revival has become a demon obsession, and one mind wants to restore the clan but can't, it must be resentment to fill the chest, depressed for a lifetime, it is better to fight heartily on the battlefield, throw blood, and respect the hero more. ”

Wu Zhiqi nodded, agreed with Candle Jiuyin's statement, and then asked, "Then won't the world be in the hands of the human race in the future?"

Candle Jiuyin nodded slowly: "The human race was originally the luck of heaven and earth, and now all the races in the wilderness are ...... All ethnic groups are withering, and no one can beat them, so it is only advisable to make good connections and not offend. Monkey, you have to remember, even if you fight with others in the future, you must not affect the human race, let alone hurt people's lives. ”

After hearing this, Wu Zhiqi noticed that this dragon clan "prince" had a flash of depression and sadness when he mentioned the withering of various clans, and nodded subconsciously.

The silver-haired woman in white on the side just snorted coldly.

The sound of the bull drum stopped early, and the three of them were silent for a while, only to see the smoke of the vast battlefield gradually disappearing, the mountains in the distance were like the sea, the sun was gradually setting in the west, reflecting the blood red of the green hills and the earth, and the long wind howled like a ghost, and among the remnants of the armor all over the ground, a small yellow flower swayed its tender body and trembled, but it was extremely determined to grow savagely.

Even though they traveled around the desolate land and saw countless magnificent scenes, they were also extremely heartbroken by this scene.

The monkey exhaled a breath of turbidity, and quietly turned her head to look at Xiao Qian, her long silver hair was tightly tied up, fluttering in the wind, and she was looking at the little yellow flower carefully, with stars twinkling in her eyes, and a trace of tenderness in her lonely expression, he couldn't help but look stupid.

And Candle Jiuyin tilted his head, his silk-covered eyes seemed to be able to see this scene, and the corners of his mouth shallow into a warm smile.

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At the bottom of the East China Sea, there is a huge hill covered with seaweed, and from the outside, fish in the past would think that it is just a high hill on the bottom of the sea. It's just that if you take a closer look from the bottom, you will find that there is a small opening at the bottom of the hill, and there is an iron rod just erected in the middle of the small mouth, and the inside is dark and dull, and it is completely unreal. Some fish and shrimp usually swim into this cave occasionally, but rarely come out again, and over time, the creatures in this vicinity are forbidden to this place, and even this cave entrance is overgrown with seaweed.

It was only today that the seaweed at the entrance of the cave moved slightly, revealing a pale and extremely thin face, and the small and sunken eyes on the face stared vigilantly around, confirming that there was no one around, and then quietly turned around and turned into a small fish, crawling in the camouflage of the sediment on the bottom of the sea, and slowly swimming to the west without looking back.

This is naturally Wu Zhiqi, who has been locked up for thousands of years. Thousands of years ago, he had a strange poison in his body, the meridians around him were broken, and he was stabbed in the heart by Ying Long, who was a quasi-holy, and he was sure to die. But at that time, Dayu, who had not yet become a generation of emperors, held an iron rod in his hand and stopped Ying Long's killing knife, and fought for three days and three nights, and after three days, the emperor's will came, ordering him to seal Wu Zhiqi under the Turtle Mountain, and no one was allowed to enter for three thousand miles, and no one was allowed to unseal it for a thousand years.

Although Dayu knew that Wu Zhiqi was blamed by Ying Long, he also knew that this will was the result of negotiations between Emperor Shun and the forces behind Ying Long. Although he was still resentful, he couldn't disobey the emperor, so he used Dinghaishen Needle Iron as a formation to block a sea area of the East China Sea to prevent Ying Long from taking Wu Zhiqi's life while he was imprisoned. He chose an extinct volcano at the bottom of the sea, buried the unconscious Wu Zhiqi in the silt that filled the crater, hollowed out the belly of Guishan Mountain, and planted a bunch of healing herbs left by Emperor Shennong around him, so that he could leave with confidence.

Wu Zhiqi finally woke up after sleeping for a hundred years, fortunately he was born with a water spirit body, and in the past, the fish and shrimp were afraid of its majesty, so they didn't share him and eat it, but his meridians were broken, and although the healing herbs slowly grew into a medicinal forest, the medicinal power he absorbed could only be latent in the acupoints around his body, and his meridians could not be repaired at all, and he could not condense his true qi to re-cultivate.

The biggest problem is not that you can't cultivate, the key is that there is not even a trace of sunlight on the dark seabed, only a faint fluorescence emitted by the seaweed, and I don't know when it will be swallowed by the fish. Lonely and depressed and no one to talk to, although he lived alone 10,000 years ago, but after laying a foundation in the Vortex Shrine, the mountains and seas echoed all day long, not to mention the 10,000 years of happy time spent with Candle Xiaoqian before, even before meeting them, he was still able to talk about the world with his next-door neighbor Lao Turtle.

Loneliness is his worst enemy for thousands of years.

And when he woke up and found that the meridians were broken, and there was a wound in his heart that was extremely difficult to repair, he wished to die, but when he thought of the candle that he didn't say goodbye to 1,500 years ago, and Xiao Qian, who suddenly disappeared on the day of the wedding, there was a tearing pain in his heart that dispelled his thoughts of suicide, and he decided to go out and ask them for a reason. But when he thought that he didn't know anyone, he lured the dragon into the palace, and ruined the cultivation of five hundred years of foundation and hard work, and he really gritted his steel teeth, and he was furious, and he wanted to break the traitor's body into thousands of pieces.

Later, when he was finally able to calm down and analyze this matter carefully, Wu Zhiqi went through this matter from beginning to end, the mysterious disappearance of Candle Xiaoqian, the destruction of the Scourge Array caused a spreading flood, and he was sealed by the Emperor, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a conspiracy constructed by Ying Long, but the fog was not real, so he could only find an answer himself. I thought that I would go to Zhongshan to find Candle Jiuyin as soon as the lockdown was lifted, but with Ying Long's ruthless nature, there was a chance that he would ambush himself where he might go. It's not good to say that the old place of the Vortex Shrine is near Zhongshan Mountain, and heavy troops have already been arranged to wait. Now that his cultivation has been completely lost, if he rushes forward, he will definitely fall into a situation of ten deaths and no life.

After thinking about it, Wu Zhiqi thought that the candle had said to himself that the human race was the bell of luck, and thought that Ying Long should not dare to do it in a crowded place, and his water spirit body could use the "Xuan Vortex Divine Water" to change in the sea, so he transported the "Xuan Vortex Divine Water" accumulated over the past thousand years, turned into a small fish and slowly swam eastward.

Wu Zhiqi didn't know what the future would be, but over the past 1,500 years, he had carried too much and lost too much, so the injustice in his chest had accumulated too much. Because it is difficult to understand and difficult to settle, although this trip is bumpy, he must also go to the world to find a reason.