Long You's life is full of inferiority, he has been trampled under the feet of his eldest brother Long Zuo since he was born, and everyone around him will only say that the eldest prince of Qi is a genius and a true son of heaven, no matter how hard he tries, he can only be reduced to a foil of green leaves.

In such a growing environment, Long Right stubbornly held his bones, gritted his teeth, and worked hard. He worked hard to cultivate immortals, worked hard to learn the art of the emperor, read the books of sages over and over again, and deduced the art of war battle formations again and again, but fate would always pour a basin of cold water on him when he was complacent, and whenever he made achievements in a certain field, he would suddenly find that Long Zuo had already gone further than him on this road.

When Long Zuo was alive, his younger brother could only live in depression forever. He is gradually growing up, but he finds that he doesn't even have a person around him who can confide in his heart, maybe the woman killed by Zhou Ping is his childhood sweetheart, but he has never felt warmth, and he is used to treating everyone as a pawn.

Because of this, when he saw Zhou Ping come to kill him for the sake of his dead brother, and when he heard that Zhou Ping led the White Tiger Battalion to break out of the siege and even kill his eldest brother. Long You thought that he had taken a fancy to Zhou Ping's talent and potential, but in fact, it was actually Long You who just wanted to have a friend like Zhou Ping, a brother like this.

Why, you can all live as you want, and I, Long You, even became the crown prince within the plan of the father and the emperor?

Long You is very pitiful, but even more hateful, he envies Zhou Ping, but he wants to ruin everything for him and take him for himself, which is also destined that the two of them will never be all the way.

Perhaps what Zhou Ping said was right, his Zhou Ping's brother could be a stupid man who herded horses on the grassland, an ugly man who was not looked down upon, or even a thief who was despised! But it would never be the prince of Qi like Long You.

This was predestined as early as when Long You abandoned his comrades and fled for the first time.

Zhang Xiaoyue, who was behind her, lay on Zhou Ping's back, felt his broad shoulders, and asked softly, "Brother, can we go home?"

Zhou Ping stretched out his hand and lifted Zhang Xiaoyue upward, casually tore off several strips of cloth and tied Zhang Xiaoyue firmly on his back, holding back tears and replied, "Go home!

After that, Zhou Ping took Zhang Xiaoyue and rushed away in the direction where he came, these soldiers who had been frightened by Zhou Ping lost their commander, failed to react at the first time, and missed the best time to encircle Zhou Ping.

The current Zhou Ping is no longer the same, his vigorous True Yuan once again performed the thirteen steps of Yin and Yang, and the speed of carrying Zhang Xiaoyue on his back was several times faster than before, although it was far from the level of the Chasing Moon Soul Seed, but even in the second serious injury realm, few people could keep up with Zhou Ping's speed.

After a long day of running, Zhang Xiaoyue's breath became weaker and weaker, and Zhou Ping was anxious, but he had already run out of oil at this time, and he could only rely on strong perseverance to support himself forward.

"Xiaoyue, brother, please don't sleep!" Zhou Ping turned his head sideways and shouted in a trembling voice, "Please, look up and open your eyes to see brother, brother will take you home immediately." ”

"Home......" Zhang Xiaoyue's eyes were already in a trance, but when he heard the word home, he still barely made a thin gossamer sound from his throat.

"That's our home!" Zhou Ping said emotionally, "There are you, me, Chu Ci, Uncle Chu, Aunt Chu, and your favorite pair of cloth shoes, do you remember?"

Zhang Xiaoyue, who was pale, laughed dryly, "Of course I remember, I have always been reluctant to wear those shoes." ”

Zhou Ping, who aroused Zhang Xiaoyue's consciousness, cried with joy, but before he could say anything, the scene in front of him knocked Zhou Ping into the abyss again.

Qi Army! The Qi Army all over the mountains! Looking at the posture, I am afraid that there are thousands of people, and this number of troops cannot be said to be Zhou Ping, even Chu Li may not be able to guarantee that he will break through unscathed. And the most fatal point is that the Qi army also found Zhou Ping wearing the uniform of the Southern Army almost at the same time.

This army was the Qi army that was repelled by Chu Li from the position of the second battalion, although they suffered heavy losses, their foundation was still there, and their combat effectiveness was still good.

"That's ...... Qi Jun?" Zhang Xiaoyue rolled his eyelids reluctantly, he really didn't have the strength.

Zhou Ping quickly recovered from the shock, he smiled and tightened the strip of cloth that tied Zhang Xiaoyue, and comforted, "It's okay, your brother and I have greatly increased my strength now, and I will take you over soon." ”

Zhang Xiaoyue was silent for a while when he heard this, and when Zhou Ping clenched his fists and was about to step forward to fight to the death with the enemy, he said to Zhou Ping weakly:

"Brother, let me go. ”

Zhou Ping was stunned in place, and a bald and stupid figure appeared in his mind. At that time, Mu Chada also lay on Zhou Ping's shoulder like this, and also asked Zhou Ping to put him down, everything was so similar to that time.

But Zhou Ping is no longer the waste who only knows how to act rashly and run around, he is now a strong person in the injury realm, and he is the strongest extreme injury realm in the world, and he is the one who was chosen by the source of the dragon vein in the southern country!

He slammed into the enemy's ranks, the swords of the enemies around him slashing at him continuously, but they were all blocked by the shields formed by the condensation of the earth on his way.

To achieve such a perfect escape, not only does Zhou Ping's true qi need to be strong enough, but also his reaction speed and ability to control the earth reach an extremely high level, which is almost impossible for a strong person who has just entered the injury realm. But he's Zhou Ping, so anything is possible!

Zhou Ping can only protect himself in the chaotic army, once the charge begins, he must be vigorous, if there is a little hesitation, Zhang Xiaoyue behind him may be stabbed.

But after all, he still couldn't block the only possibility of survival, and the injured powerhouse in this Qi army stood up and blocked Zhou Ping's way.

If it is under normal conditions, this kind of strong man in the seriously injured realm is not enough for Zhou Ping to fight with one hand, but now his true yuan is exhausted, exhausted, with Zhang Xiaoyue behind his back, and thousands of enemy troops beside him, if he is stopped by the strong man in the injured realm for even a short time, until all the Qi troops surround him, he will definitely die!

The enemy's wounded powerhouse used a pair of sledgehammers and smashed them fiercely at Zhou Ping's head.

After a bang, the injured realm powerhouse was knocked out dozens of meters away, crashed into a big tree, collapsed to the ground, and bled out, and it seemed that he would not survive.

A man's foot on the Eight Phases Mysterious Qi fell from the sky, and the moment he landed, the Qi army within a radius of tens of meters was forced to spit blood by this powerful coercion.

Looking at the handsome robe dancing in the wind in front of him, Zhou Ping thought he was dazzled, but when Chu Li's deep voice appeared in Zhou Ping's ears again, Zhou Ping stood in place, the boss with his mouth open but couldn't make a sound.

"Ping'er, I'm here. ”

It's just these five words that made Zhou Ping's eyes shine, and it made Zhang Xiaoyue once again ignite the hope of living!

Not far away, there was the sound of horses' hooves like thunder, and Fan Que led the soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Battalion all the way to Chu Li's side, and the Qi army along the way couldn't even cause them the slightest obstacle.

"Uncle Chu, I ......" Zhou Ping untied Zhang Xiaoyue on his back, and just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chu Li.

Chu Li's eight-phase Xuan Qi was running, and with his majestic True Yuan and Eight Phases Xuan Qi, he actually hung Zhang Xiaoyue's last breath.

After Chu Li dealt with Zhang Xiaoyue's injury, he hugged Zhou Ping tightly, "I know all the grievances you have suffered! I will definitely seek justice for you!"

After a long time, Chu Li let go of Zhou Ping, turned his head and asked in a deep voice, "Fan Que, how many people did we kill just now?"

Fan Que glanced back at the corpses left by the Suzaku Battalion, and replied expressionlessly, "It's only three or four hundred!"

"Not enough. Chu Li said two words lightly.

"Kill again!" A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Fan Que's mouth, and the commander of the Vermilion Bird Battalion turned on his horse again, leading the Vermilion Bird Battalion back and forth to rush back and forth in the enemy formation to kill five times, almost killing the remnants of this army!

Chu Li didn't look at the battlefield behind him anymore, if he had to intervene in such a battle, then the Vermilion Bird Battalion might as well pluck its own battalion flag!

On the way back to the camp, Zhou Ping seemed to vaguely hear Chu Li's muttering.

"Fortunately, my son is fine, otherwise I will break your legs and make you Zhang Han kneel and die here to bury Fengling!"