Chapter 329 The final retreat, Chen Xiang, the "fragrance" of incense
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Yi Zhi Liu Lian 3 Hao
Angelica Island.
The bright sun fell into the mountains, and the setting sun covered the earth with a blood-red color.
Eight hundred tiger warriors were still charging and killing, and the ground was filled with corpses.
Looking at the tireless eight hundred pieces of bronze armor, everyone couldn't help but feel terrified.
A group of heroes who died in battle, a veteran who is about to reach the end of his life, and a young man who is just starting out.
Why on earth can they persist until now? Why can they not take a step back.
"puff!"
Pulling out half of the long sword fragment that pierced his chest, Nalan Ziping felt as if there was a fire burning in his chest.
Until now in the battle, he didn't know how many times he had been hit hard.
If it weren't for the protection of the bronze armor, he would have turned into a pile of flesh.
Although he was blessed with bronze armor, the enemies were too many and too strong, and he could not see the end.
Thinking of this, Ziping looked at the formation behind him.
When I was young, my mother always loved to tell herself stories about how the Tiger Army defeated powerful enemies one after another.
When I hear these stories, my blood always boils and I wish I could fight side by side with my uncles and uncles back then.
At that time, I always dreamed of having a hearty and bloody battle, and defeating the invincible enemy with indomitable perseverance.
But when he actually put on the bronze armor, he realized how heavy it was.
The defense of the bronze armor was not as strong as he thought.
There will always be enemy attacks that penetrate the defense and hit you hard.
Such an attack was too painful, far more painful than being hit by his father's ring ruler.
What makes people even more desperate is that when he puts on this bronze armor, he can no longer see the way forward.
There are only endless enemies in front of you. You can't see the end at a glance, and you don't know when you will fall.
Looking back, standing behind him were his comrades who fought bloody battles with him.
There is no way for you to retreat!
In such despair, how did the mother-in-law and the others defeat powerful enemies one after another.
What kind of thoughts kept them from falling.
"boom!"
Just when Ziping was stunned, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the Zhoutian Star Formation behind him.
Six figures quickly flew out from it.
When the dust cleared, everyone could see clearly what was going on in the formation.
Blood spread all over the ground, countless puppet limbs piled up in mountains, and a figure stood quietly on the puppet mountain.
He was wearing a pure white mask on his face. Although the mask looked like a smile, there was a tear mark at the corner of his eye.
"Wow!"
A puppet blew the horn, and when he heard the sound of the horn, Ziping couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Because this is the order for the Huben army to retreat.
After forcing the enemy back, the eight hundred tigers began to retreat in unison.
Eight hundred pieces of bronze armor came in front of the masked man.
"Removal of armor!"
Following the order, everyone began to take off their blood-stained armor.
After the armor was removed, the eight phantoms of 790 slowly dissipated, and the Tiger Army completed its final order.
"Ziping, do you still remember me?"
Yang Feng looked at the young man beside him with a smile on his lips.
Hearing this, Ziping immediately said: "I know you, you are Uncle Yang. My mother often talks about you to me."
"Hehehe!"
"Just remember, 790 has nine names, you have to remember them one by one."
After saying that, Yang Kuang patted Zi Ping on the shoulder, and then gradually turned into dust.
When he finally disappeared, Yang Feng looked at Chen Changsheng who was wearing a mask.
Seeing Chen Changsheng, Yang Kuang's eyes flashed with relief.
Although the Huben Army has been ordered to retreat, it has never been used since its establishment.
Because there is only one way to stop the Tiger Army, and that is to defeat all enemies.
Today, the Huben Army sounded the clarion call to retreat.
Yang Feng knew that by doing this, his husband was personally seeing off Huben Jun.
At the same time, he would not let the last flames of the Tiger Army be lost in the final battle of dead men like himself.
When Yang Feng completely disappeared, the corners of Ziping's mouth trembled a little, but he still looked up at the figure on the "top of the mountain".
Although he couldn't see his expression, Ziping could see his eyes.
His eyes were so calm, like calm water.
"come on."
Looking at the young man in front of him, Chen Changsheng waved to him.
Hearing this, Ziping did not hesitate and immediately ran to Chen Changsheng.
Nalan Ziping, who barely reached Chen Changsheng's shoulders, looked up at Chen Changsheng, while Chen Changsheng also looked down at Nalan Ziping slightly.
The two people, one large and one small, looked at each other like this.
After a long time, Chen Changsheng spoke.
"You came out early. Who released you from the seal?"
"My father."
"Then your father is really a bastard. Now is not the time for you to be born."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked into the distance.
At this time, Chen Changsheng's eyes penetrated through the layers of obstacles, crossed countless distances, and came to the road to heaven.
"brush!"
Chen Changsheng's shadow descended on the road to heaven.
Seeing Chen Changsheng appear, Nalan Xingde and Gongsun Huaiyu stood up quickly.
Without saying a word, Chen Changsheng walked directly to Nalan Xingde and stretched out his hand.
Seeing this, Nalan Xingde smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, I'm already so old, so forget it."
Facing Nalan Xingde's words, Chen Changsheng remained unmoved.
In desperation, Nalan Xingde had no choice but to hand the ruler to Chen Changsheng's hand.
"Crack! Crack!"
Gongsun Huaiyu and Nalan Xingde both received a ruler on their palms.
After the beating, Chen Changsheng said: "You bastard, you want your heir to live the hard life with you."
"Among the previous generation, you are the only one who has left any heirs."
"He is not only your hard work, but also everyone's hope. He should not appear in this troubled world."
"In troubled times, how many people will die a good death? Do you want me to ruin the hopes of all my old friends?"
Hearing this, Nalan Xingde smiled and said: "Of course I know that those who enter troubled times will not end well."
"It makes no sense that everyone is working hard, but my son, Nalan Xingde, is hiding behind his back and enjoying his happiness."
"Bullshit logic!"
"Things that matter to our generations should be resolved by our generations."
"It would be unfair to the younger generations if they are involved."
After scolding, Chen Changsheng sighed softly and said, "How is Thirteen?"
"The condition is not bad. Meng Yu gave birth to a son for him a few years ago, and he was also sealed up."
Saying that, Nalan Xingde took out a longevity blood stone.
Looking at the baby in the longevity blood stone, Chen Changsheng said, "Does it have a name?"
"Chen Xiang, the 'fragrance' of incense."
The bright sun fell into the mountains, and the setting sun covered the earth with a blood-red color.
Eight hundred tiger warriors were still charging and killing, and the ground was filled with corpses.
Looking at the tireless eight hundred pieces of bronze armor, everyone couldn't help but feel terrified.
A group of heroes who died in battle, a veteran who is about to reach the end of his life, and a young man who is just starting out.
Why on earth can they persist until now? Why can they not take a step back.
"puff!"
Pulling out half of the long sword fragment that pierced his chest, Nalan Ziping felt as if there was a fire burning in his chest.
Until now in the battle, he didn't know how many times he had been hit hard.
If it weren't for the protection of the bronze armor, he would have turned into a pile of flesh.
Although he was blessed with bronze armor, the enemies were too many and too strong, and he could not see the end.
Thinking of this, Ziping looked at the formation behind him.
When I was young, my mother always loved to tell herself stories about how the Tiger Army defeated powerful enemies one after another.
When I hear these stories, my blood always boils and I wish I could fight side by side with my uncles and uncles back then.
At that time, I always dreamed of having a hearty and bloody battle, and defeating the invincible enemy with indomitable perseverance.
But when he actually put on the bronze armor, he realized how heavy it was.
The defense of the bronze armor was not as strong as he thought.
There will always be enemy attacks that penetrate the defense and hit you hard.
Such an attack was too painful, far more painful than being hit by his father's ring ruler.
What makes people even more desperate is that when he puts on this bronze armor, he can no longer see the way forward.
There are only endless enemies in front of you. You can't see the end at a glance, and you don't know when you will fall.
Looking back, standing behind him were his comrades who fought bloody battles with him.
There is no way for you to retreat!
In such despair, how did the mother-in-law and the others defeat powerful enemies one after another.
What kind of thoughts kept them from falling.
"boom!"
Just when Ziping was stunned, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the Zhoutian Star Formation behind him.
Six figures quickly flew out from it.
When the dust cleared, everyone could see clearly what was going on in the formation.
Blood spread all over the ground, countless puppet limbs piled up in mountains, and a figure stood quietly on the puppet mountain.
He was wearing a pure white mask on his face. Although the mask looked like a smile, there was a tear mark at the corner of his eye.
"Wow!"
A puppet blew the horn, and when he heard the sound of the horn, Ziping couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Because this is the order for the Huben army to retreat.
After forcing the enemy back, the eight hundred tigers began to retreat in unison.
Eight hundred pieces of bronze armor came in front of the masked man.
"Removal of armor!"
Following the order, everyone began to take off their blood-stained armor.
After the armor was removed, the eight phantoms of 790 slowly dissipated, and the Tiger Army completed its final order.
"Ziping, do you still remember me?"
Yang Feng looked at the young man beside him with a smile on his lips.
Hearing this, Ziping immediately said: "I know you, you are Uncle Yang. My mother often talks about you to me."
"Hehehe!"
"Just remember, 790 has nine names, you have to remember them one by one."
After saying that, Yang Kuang patted Zi Ping on the shoulder, and then gradually turned into dust.
When he finally disappeared, Yang Feng looked at Chen Changsheng who was wearing a mask.
Seeing Chen Changsheng, Yang Kuang's eyes flashed with relief.
Although the Huben Army has been ordered to retreat, it has never been used since its establishment.
Because there is only one way to stop the Tiger Army, and that is to defeat all enemies.
Today, the Huben Army sounded the clarion call to retreat.
Yang Feng knew that by doing this, his husband was personally seeing off Huben Jun.
At the same time, he would not let the last flames of the Tiger Army be lost in the final battle of dead men like himself.
When Yang Feng completely disappeared, the corners of Ziping's mouth trembled a little, but he still looked up at the figure on the "top of the mountain".
Although he couldn't see his expression, Ziping could see his eyes.
His eyes were so calm, like calm water.
"come on."
Looking at the young man in front of him, Chen Changsheng waved to him.
Hearing this, Ziping did not hesitate and immediately ran to Chen Changsheng.
Nalan Ziping, who barely reached Chen Changsheng's shoulders, looked up at Chen Changsheng, while Chen Changsheng also looked down at Nalan Ziping slightly.
The two people, one large and one small, looked at each other like this.
After a long time, Chen Changsheng spoke.
"You came out early. Who released you from the seal?"
"My father."
"Then your father is really a bastard. Now is not the time for you to be born."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked into the distance.
At this time, Chen Changsheng's eyes penetrated through the layers of obstacles, crossed countless distances, and came to the road to heaven.
"brush!"
Chen Changsheng's shadow descended on the road to heaven.
Seeing Chen Changsheng appear, Nalan Xingde and Gongsun Huaiyu stood up quickly.
Without saying a word, Chen Changsheng walked directly to Nalan Xingde and stretched out his hand.
Seeing this, Nalan Xingde smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, I'm already so old, so forget it."
Facing Nalan Xingde's words, Chen Changsheng remained unmoved.
In desperation, Nalan Xingde had no choice but to hand the ruler to Chen Changsheng's hand.
"Crack! Crack!"
Gongsun Huaiyu and Nalan Xingde both received a ruler on their palms.
After the beating, Chen Changsheng said: "You bastard, you want your heir to live the hard life with you."
"Among the previous generation, you are the only one who has left any heirs."
"He is not only your hard work, but also everyone's hope. He should not appear in this troubled world."
"In troubled times, how many people will die a good death? Do you want me to ruin the hopes of all my old friends?"
Hearing this, Nalan Xingde smiled and said: "Of course I know that those who enter troubled times will not end well."
"It makes no sense that everyone is working hard, but my son, Nalan Xingde, is hiding behind his back and enjoying his happiness."
"Bullshit logic!"
"Things that matter to our generations should be resolved by our generations."
"It would be unfair to the younger generations if they are involved."
After scolding, Chen Changsheng sighed softly and said, "How is Thirteen?"
"The condition is not bad. Meng Yu gave birth to a son for him a few years ago, and he was also sealed up."
Saying that, Nalan Xingde took out a longevity blood stone.
Looking at the baby in the longevity blood stone, Chen Changsheng said, "Does it have a name?"
"Chen Xiang, the 'fragrance' of incense."
