Chapter 1548: I will be your soldier in the next life

The warriors and common people around the ancient road looked at the magma fire in the sky with sorrow on their brows.

The person who single-handedly defended the three cities in the southern suburbs from the demonic flames will never come back, but the world will always remember her name and General Wu Ling of Beizhou!

"boom!"

Wan Zhizhi knelt on the ground helplessly, his head drooped, his red eyes filled with tears, dripping down along his eyelashes.

His hands were clenched into fists, veins popped out on the backs of his hands, and painful emotions flooded him like a tide.

"General Wu Ling! Have a safe journey!"

Wan Zhan choked and roared, and two lines of hot tears flowed out continuously.

The surviving soldiers had sad expressions on their faces.

The old man turned his head and quietly wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes.

The middle-aged swordsman closed his eyes, stopped praying, and smiled to himself.

He has long since disbelieved in ghosts and gods, and the so-called prayers are cowardly behaviors. It is extremely ridiculous that he would pray to gods and Buddhas!

The little girl holding the urn, her clothes were burned in many places, stood on the ancient road with a gray face, her eyes looking at the magma gradually dimmed.

"Dad, why don't you protect the general?"

The little girl knelt down, hugged the urn tightly, buried her face and cried silently, her shoulders shaking.

To the side, not far away, the sad crowd did not notice a sigh.

Feng Beiyin was wearing a red robe and sighed softly: "You are always like this, you haven't changed at all, you are still a mother, you just don't know how to cherish your own life."

"I thought I would take one step ahead of you."

Feng Beiyin's eyes were slightly red, his throat was sore, and he was on the verge of extreme emotional collapse.

Just when the magma erupted, the wolf power in his body was difficult to control.

When he calmed down again, he no longer saw his former best friend, only the magma that was about to seal the sky.

The wind moaned sadly and drooped the head. In an instant, it was like an eggplant beaten by frost, so decadent and wilted.

Although he had the Lord Fengwu as his father, his childhood was miserable, he was wandering in the wind and rain, and he was homeless. He could not even keep his mother who only loved him.

Although he later returned to Fengwucheng, he was well-dressed and well-fed, with fat horses and light fur coats, but no one would put himself in his shoes anymore.

He came out of the abyss, hating this miserable and troubled world and hating everyone who lives under the light.

Until he met the girl named Ye Chuyue in Xiaoyao City.

He thought that Ye Chuyue, who had walked out of the abyss, was the same person. He was like a walking zombie and was a puppet in the world, full of resentment and hatred, hating the injustice of heaven, hating the world for being without pearls, and hating all the light.

But he never saw any resentment in her. He only saw that she was stepping into the abyss and shouldering heavy responsibilities. No matter where she went or where she was, she had all the people in the world in her heart, even if she claimed to be selfish.

He is a man who is selfless in everything he does and never hesitates in the face of life and death decisions!

This is her.

A female warrior who came out of a small vassal country but amazed the entire continent.

"Xiaoyue, you are so good, you should live in the light."

"Those who deserve to die are dirty people who cannot be redeemed."

"For example...I..."

Feng Beiyin smiled slightly, raised his hand and placed it on the left side of his chest.

If he crushes this heart, he can fully possess the power of the Wolf King.

You can replace Chu Yue and die in the magma.

Trade his dirty and despicable life for a Beizhou God of War.

Worth it.

Feng Yin smiled sadly, and the five fingers of the hand he placed on his chest gradually penetrated deep into his skin, wanting to crush that freshly beating heart and exchange his life for another.

There is no breeze on the hot and dry ancient road in the southern suburbs.

Thinking back to the good times when we first met, the smile on Feng Yin's sad face seemed pure and untainted by dust.

The fingertips passed through the clothes and slightly broke the skin of the chest.

The bright red blood flows downward.

Feng Beiyin closed her eyes and pushed inward with force!

At this moment, the heaven and the earth trembled for an instant, and there was a sudden and huge sound like the end of the world when mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and rivers flowed backwards.

Feng Weiyin's movements suddenly stopped, and the chest at the fingertips was still bleeding.

Like countless warriors around him, he opened his eyes and looked around, but their eyes widened in disbelief and their lips opened slightly!

But see you!

In the mid-air where the fire was surging, the terrifying magma seemed to have been split open by the ancient god of war. A dazzling golden light surged in the cracks and exploded in an instant, filling half of the sky.

Golden light suddenly appeared, and a figure slowly appeared in the fire and smoke.

She was wearing light golden armor and a cloak of the same color, carrying a three-foot giant sword on her shoulder. With her black hair flying, she looked down at the land from a high position.

Among the dense crowd, the soldiers in the front row burst into tears as if they were mourning. They cried so hard that they couldn't breathe. They even raised a handful of paper money they carried with them in the air: "General Wuling, in the next life, my subordinates will

I still want to be your soldier."

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

The crying soldier and Chu Yue stared at each other, not knowing how to react for a moment.

"Aren't you going to be my general's soldier in this life?"
Chapter completed!