Chapter 164 Gong Shuming’s strange thoughts

Those shadows seemed to have broken free from the rules of matter, passing through the Great Steel Wall at extremely fast speeds and drifting towards their home.

A shadow stopped at the door of the house, not daring to enter, but just hiding behind the door and staring.

A woman was cooking silently. She did not watch TV. She believed that her husband would definitely come back and she would make her husband's favorite scrambled eggs with leeks.

But the next moment.

"Xiaojuan. I'm back." A familiar voice appeared behind her.

"You're back, the food will be cooked soon..." The woman turned around and saw a dark shadow.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to understand something, and said with blurred eyes: "You..."

"Haha, let's not talk about this first. Let's eat first. Eat." Shadow chuckled softly and wanted to help serve the food, but his fingers passed through it.

He was stunned for a long time, his illusory fingers caressing the woman's face.

"Stop crying, it doesn't look good."

"Fortunately, we don't have children. From now on, if you find a good man... he has to be better than me."

Scenes of joys and sorrows appeared in the homes of the people of Daxia.

There was a shadow kneeling on the ground, with a trembling voice: "Mom, the child is unfilial... However, I told my comrade Ergouzi that he will take good care of you... Mom, I'm sorry!"

There was a shadow sitting on the seat in front of my father and said softly: "Dad, let's have a drink with you one last time."

There was a shadow laughing in front of his son and patting his chest: "Son, I can't see you growing up, but... haha, your dad is also a hero! Come on, let's take a photo, what do you want in the future? Just take a look and remember, your father died for Daxia! I am a hero, don’t embarrass me, take care of your mother and protect Daxia!"

There was also a shadow who forced a smile and joked: "Dad, don't feel bad. I'll go first later. When you go too, we will continue to be father and son in Daxia. Ahem, I have heard you called daddy too many times in my life." , you can call me in the next life..."

Some shadows returned to the city wall again, laughing and scolding their comrades who were covered in blood: "Where are you crying about your father? You idiot, live well. I just told my parents that you have to go and see them a few times a year, otherwise I’m down there kicking your ass.”

"Also, this is Daxia that I protect with my life. If you don't protect me well, when you poop, I will climb out of the toilet and poke your butt!"

These five minutes are the sorrow of Daxia!

This summer, at this moment, there is silence.

War always kills people.

Even victory is not worthy of joy.

These last five minutes of being reunited with his family were the best Lin Fan could do.

When five minutes have passed.

All the shadows disappeared with smiles under the tearful gazes and trembling calls of the family members.

No one organized it, but these shadows shouted loudly with their last thoughts: "If you don't regret entering Daxia in this life, you will still be a Daxia person in the next life!"

The wind was blowing.

These shadows all saluted and disappeared with the wind.

The invisible god of death comes and scythes away these souls.

Lin Fan's eyes were red, a fire burned in his chest, and he was speechless.

On the Great Steel Wall, guns and cannons fired.

"boom!"

Shocking the world.

It’s like seeing off!

"Heizi, let's go!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of your parents, take good care of... Daxia!"

"Husband, I have been waiting for you for eighteen years. Don't forget me. Don't forget me!"

Lin Fan slowly walked to the throne. The old man who was secretly wiping his tears saw Lin Fan coming and quickly straightened his back.

"They are going to the Temple of Death." Lin Fan said softly.

Guozhao sighed: "Can I come back?"

"In the next life, they will still be Daxia people." Lin Fan said softly, "Daxia has been reincarnated for five thousand years and countless generations. There are always some people who have never left and guarded this land..."

"These people are me, you, and all Daxia people."

"Daxia inherits not only the spirit, but also the soul of Daxia and countless shadows."

Those shadows will always guard Daxia.

And Daxia, it is precisely because these passing shadows have always been silently guarding that it can still stand today!

After a long silence, Guozhao's eyes turned red and he said, "Where is the Temple of Death? How many cannons are needed to hit it?"

Lin Fan was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Sooner or later, I will smash the Temple of Death with my own hands. Let me, Daxia, make everyone immortal and surpass the gods!"

The Temple of Death once competed with King Yama for power.

Later, under the siege of the gods, King Yama fell asleep together with the Eastern martial gods. From then on, the Temple of Death controlled life and death alone.

In his previous life, Lin Fan was not even qualified to fight against the Temple of Death.

But this life.

Lin Fan wanted to chop the death sickle into pieces with his own hands!

Lin Fan continued: "I just played a trick. I used Shura's divine power to covertly protect their consciousness... I should be able to cheat death and retain their memories. They will still be Daxia people, and they will still be in the next life. Fight alongside us.”

"Three days later, there will be a state funeral." Guozhao sighed: "Carve their names on the Great Steel Wall. I want them to see with their own eyes how I, Daxia, resisted the gods and fought off each one. God.”

"I want them to see with their own eyes that Daxia's country is safe and sound!"

"Let them know that their sacrifice was not in vain!"

"Let all Daxia people raise their heads and remember these names."

The throne bowed slowly towards the dissipating shadows.

Fifty million strong men and 1.4 billion Daxia people bowed in unison.

These shadows will be remembered for a lifetime.

Until...return!

And right now.

"boom!"

A sword energy rushed out from the sea, and behind him, there were sword energy holding five huge wooden balls.

"Crash!"

The Great Xia Sword God Zhang Feng, covered in sea water, rushed to the Great Steel Wall and landed in front of Lin Fan. He said with a weak expression: "Fortunately, I have found all the members of the first team of the God-killing Army..."

"And... they're not dead!"

"Thanks to these wooden balls... this should be the Mo family's mechanism technique."

"Click!"

Before he finished speaking, the five wooden balls opened on their own, revealing the figures of Dao Wanqian, Mo Zhi and others.

Four of them have fallen into coma and their breathing is disordered, but they are still alive!

Gongshu Ming was still awake, but the situation was not good at this time. His two prosthetic arms were crushed in the previous battle, and his right leg was bloody and was cut off directly.

"Did you win?" Gong Shuming asked eagerly.

Lin Fan nodded: "We win!"

Gongshu Ming immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good if we win..."

"Medic!" Lin Fan shouted loudly: "Come and treat me quickly! The best treatment!"

"Don't be nervous, just win...ahem," Gongshu Ming said with a smile covered in blood: "Fortunately, before, I assigned a mechanism to everyone, ahem, I didn't expect that it would actually be used."

In order to avoid being drowned by the sea water and torn apart by sea beasts after falling into the water, Gong Shuming specially designed a mechanism. However, due to the rush of time, only six of them were made in total, and they were only equipped for the first team of the God-killing Army.

"Is your leg okay?" Lin Fan asked with concern.

"It's broken... ahem, I guess I need to amputate it," Gongshu Ming said, but his weak face became excited: "That's great, I can give myself another mechanical leg..."

"Oh, this doctor," Gongshu Ming grabbed the medical soldier who was running over carrying a stretcher and begged, "please amputate my other good leg as well, just think of it as a good deed and help me." Be busy, otherwise I’ll have to do it myself later!”

The medical soldiers carried the first team of the God-killing Army on a stretcher with a confused look on their faces, entered the elevator and ran to the medical room in the city wall.

Gongshu Ming did not forget to look at the god's corpse being carried by the shadow behind Lin Fan with fiery eyes: "Give her body to me. I have never used a god to make a battle puppet... By the way, the trident is also Find it back, even if it's broken... I just want to change the machine leg, and get a machine leg that is at the level of an artifact..."

This descendant of the Mohist family seems to have a strange desire to transform his own body and use other people's bodies.