Chapter 1277 Northland's Determination
"Shall I give you a name?"
The woman's invitation stunned Mark.
"You are an innate stone fetus, born by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. If you ask me, you might as well call me Sun..." Qiongqi opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by Ye Fan and pulled behind him.
"The name was given by my parents, how can I name my senior." Ye Fan looked at the woman and said, "If my senior needs a name to travel around the world, just pick one at will."
"As for the name... you can find some country warlocks to help the seniors figure it out."
"Whatever?" The woman hesitated and glanced at Ye Fan: "Then what name do you use when you travel around the world?"
"I used the name Tiangong before when it was inconvenient to show up in front of others." Ye Fan said: "But later he became the king and was given the title King Ye."
"Oh." The woman seemed to understand and nodded: "Then I will call you Heavenly Mother."
"This..." Ye Fan paused after hearing the words, "Actually, you can think about it again."
"I'll call you Heavenly Mother." The woman decided, and waved her hand: "Let's go, go to Nanchuan."
"...Okay." Ye Fan had no choice but to agree, patted Qiongqi, and rode up.
"It's so unpleasant to hear Heavenly Mother." Qiongqi muttered quietly as he walked in front of the woman.
"I think so too." Ye Fan also replied in a low voice: "It sounds weird."
"But it's none of our business. If we can hire a big boss to come back and take charge of Nanchuan, Nanchuan will have nothing to worry about."
"How are you sure she will take action when in danger?" Qiongqi doubted, "What if she doesn't care about anything."
"I can invite her back, how difficult is it to let her take action?" Ye Fan replied.
"That's right." Qiongqi curled his lips: "I forgot how powerful your mouth is."
"Go home, go home."
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In the north, Lingbao was commanding the army for training, shouting and shouting loudly.
Although technology has changed and all kinds of armor and equipment have become more advanced, as a soldier, physical fitness and practice are still the foundation.
There are many strong soldiers in the North. Most of them are very tall and majestic, and their shouts seem to be more oppressive than ordinary people.
"The King is back." While training, the adjutant on the side suddenly came up to him: "Your Majesty, the King asked you to go find him."
"Is father back?" Hearing this, Lingbao's spirit was shaken.
During the decisive battle at the God's Tomb, the Northern King told Lingbao that he had been worried for the past few months.
Now that the King of the North has returned, doesn't it mean that they have won the final victory?
"Where is father?" Lingbao asked, already taking steps forward.
The North without the King of the North is like losing its soul. When the King of the North comes back, their souls seem to have returned to their bodies.
The adjutant walked in front to lead the way, and the two of them walked quickly. After a while, they arrived at the main hall where the King of the North often stayed.
"Father." As soon as he entered the door, Lingbao saw the King of the North and saluted immediately.
"Not bad." Seeing the Lingbao, the Northern King nodded: "You have made great progress these days."
"My son dare not forget his father's advice. After you left, I have been working hard to practice every day." Lingbao replied, but he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere in the hall.
The King of the North Land was obviously forcing a smile on his face, while the God Lord beside him had a gloomy expression.
At that moment, Lingbao was shocked and couldn't help asking: "Is father injured?"
"No." The North King shook his head, sighed, and motioned for Lingbao to sit down.
"Ye Fan is not dead, and the decisive battle between Beidi and Nanchuan may start early."
"What?!?" Lingbao was stunned when he heard the words. The impact of a simple sentence was no less than that of a meteorite falling to the ground.
Ye Fan is not dead! The decisive battle begins early!
"What happened, father?" Lingbao understood why the two men looked ugly and asked urgently.
"The reason is not important anymore." The North King waved his hand: "Get ready. Find your mother and a few brothers, and I will send someone to send you away."
"Is it that serious?" Lingbao's heart tightened.
"Ye Fan received help from experts and successfully became the king." The King of Northland said with a gloomy expression.
He still remembered the power of the Little God King, and even more so, the power of Ye Fan's mouth.
If the little god king helps Ye Fan, the survival of the Northland will depend on it.
"It's just a king level, we should be able to deal with it..." Lingbao didn't know the reason and hesitated.
"Just listen to me." The North King said directly, patting the Lingbao: "Nanchuan is no longer what it used to be. This battle will affect countless people. Even I may not be able to protect myself."
"Understood." Lingbao was even more nervous.
In this way, my father was already determined to die.
"Father, my son also wants to join the war." Without much hesitation, Lingbao said immediately: "Father and son are going to fight. Besides, I am the heir of the North, how can I escape first."
"Nonsense." The North King immediately refuted it, but relief flashed on his face.
He has always been satisfied with Lingbao. For so long, Lingbao's performance in all aspects has been enough to gain his approval.
"If there is no me in the North, as long as my heirs are still there, the fire in the North will never be extinguished."
After looking at the Lingbao, the North King said slowly: "Only when you are alive can I truly let go."
"But..." Lingbao still wanted to argue, but he choked in the middle of his words.
He is not a fool and knows what choice is suitable for the moment.
"Father, take care of it." Lingbao said in a heavy tone as he bowed his hands to the King of the North.
"Protect your mother and younger brothers and sisters." The North King didn't say anything else, he just waved his hand and turned around.
Lingbao paused for a moment after seeing this, and then left resolutely.
"Why don't you say a few more words before leaving?" On the side, after watching the whole process, the Lord of God spoke, "Isn't that your most beloved son?"
He could feel the emotional fluctuations of the King of Beidi. This old fox was truly sincere at this moment.
"For those who embark on this path, how can there be love or not." The King of Beidi did not say anything, but just shook his head.
"What are you going to do next?" The Lord of God continued to ask: "According to your arrangement, are you ready for a decisive battle?"
"Now we have to fight." The King of Beidi walked to the map on the wall. At this moment, the nature of the tyrant was revealed again: "The Northland still has enough strength."
"We can take action first, send out a million soldiers, and divide them into five routes. Three routes will bypass Mingxin Sect, and two routes will be led by you and me to cross."
"The five routes will meet and attack Nanchuan."
"You want to take the initiative?" Hearing this, the Lord of God felt a little strange.
The King of Beidi, who had been seeking stability all his life, would choose to take the initiative in the face of a decisive battle.
"If we sit and wait for death, we will only lose more." The King of the Northland responded helplessly, "After experiencing the war of the scorching sun, if this war is still fought in the Northland, I am afraid it will hurt the foundation."
"That's the truth." The Lord nodded slightly and looked at the map.
In such a big world, it seems that only the Northland and Southchuan are left, which are resisting each other.
"If the little God King comes to the inland, do you have a chance of winning under the suppression of the rules?" Standing in front of the map, the King of the Northland spoke slowly.
"I don't know if the suppression of the rules is useful for him." The Lord of the God replied, and also exhaled faintly.
"If it is useful... at least we are still qualified to fight."
