"... "After the words fell, Di Yuan and Huang Yan, without even a second thought, turned into two long rainbows and left. Huang Daorou and Huang Tianlin looked at each other, then smiled and slowly left.
After Changhong lit up, Liu Xun realized that there was someone there, but he couldn't think too much at this time. He could only lie down next to Huang Tianlin and use him as a pillow.
An hour later...
"Don't move your hands."
"Didn't you ask me to treat you as her?"
"Oh? It's up to you then."
"Don't worry, I will be gentle. You are so considerate when you are drunk."
"Dig a few holes before you move, and bury that thing and your hand tomorrow."
"... "
Yan Chong waited all night long, and Liu Xun drooled over the fully armed roast duck. At dawn, he woke up. Huang Tianlin was gone, and there was a bottle of medicine powder on the ground.
Liu Xun picked up the medicine powder and turned into a long rainbow and left. He was really afraid that the woman would turn against him and deny it. Now he completely believed that Huang Tianlin had a dual personality, sometimes good and sometimes bad.
But the cautious Liu Xun could not use himself as an experiment, and put safety first. After he met up with Yan Chong, he immediately went into hiding. During the day of hiding, Liu Xun did not see Huang Tianlin.
Two days later, Liu Xun appeared in the camp in a swagger. During these two days, Huang Tianlin did not appear in his sight. Liu Xun couldn't help but wonder, has this woman disappeared from the world
Time flies, two days passed in a flash, and the day of the vanguard troops' expedition to foreign lands came again. Liu Xun and Yan Chong also officially joined the Chinese coalition forces.
The road to war, the journey to counterattack the coalition forces of the Eight Regions, the moment Liu Xun has been waiting for for a long time, finally arrived!
For two days, Liu Xun communicated with monks of various races in the camp, firstly to understand the foreign land, and secondly to enhance the relationship with the monks.
From the monk's words, he learned the area where the war with the alien land was taking place—The Thin Line of Sky!
The big man told Liu Xun that the Thin Line of Sky had existed since ancient times. From ancient times to the present, foreign countries had attacked China several times, and the area of each battle was the Thin Line of Sky.
Although the foreign invaders were defeated every time, China was at its peak at that time and was naturally not afraid of foreign invaders.
However, at this time, the outstanding people of China died, and foreign invaders made a comeback. After many battles, the battlefield finally reached the Line of Sky. It can be said that the Line of Sky has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times!
Although the monks were full of fighting spirit, Liu Xun was very worried, because from the words, the monks from foreign lands were described as vulnerable. He guessed that Emperor Yuan must have seen something, but Emperor Yuan did not say it. After all, the morale of the Chinese people cannot be suppressed.
What on earth are they doing in the foreign land? Liu Xun narrowed his eyes and looked into the void, thinking: "Could it be that they want to make the Chinese cultivators careless and then take down the Line of Sky in one battle?"
At this time, in the direction of Beiyang, the boundless sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was so dark that one would feel uneasy just by looking at it.
Qilin Ci said solemnly: "The North Sea is made up of endless sea water. Except for the sea tribe, all cultivators of different races cannot stay on the sea surface for a long time. It is the most unfavorable battlefield at present."
Liu Xun nodded secretly after hearing this, and responded in his heart: "Yes, although there are many sea clan monks, the foreign coalition is too large. Due to the terrain, China cannot use all its strength. Although I don't know what method the foreign land uses to deal with the sea clan, I think there must be a way."
Qilin Ci felt somewhat relieved when he heard Liu Xun's words. In the past two years, not only had Liu Xun's cultivation level increased, but his mind had also become more perfect. It seemed that his trip to the Netherworld was right.
"Boy, remember what I said before? In this war, if you don't have the ability to break the catastrophe, you are just cannon fodder!" When Qilin Ci's words came, Liu Xun's eyes were calm and he said calmly: "I know that this war has just begun."
Recalling the foreign vanguard troops in the Southern Territory, Liu Xun did not doubt Qilin Ci's words at all. If in a real war, the foreign cultivators were all like that group of cultivators, then unless the Supreme Being was born, China would definitely be defeated.
Now he can feel that the cultivation base of that group of foreign cultivators in the Southern Region at that time was at least at the level of Jitian. If Jiuyou had not appeared at the end, all the creatures in the entire Southern Region would have died in vain.
"Woo... "
When the assembly horn sounded, Liu Xun put aside his thoughts, turned around and walked towards the assembly place.
When he was on Earth, he often wondered why he was not born in the late Qing Dynasty 2,000 years ago, when the Eight-Nation Alliance attacked China? If he could, he would join the resistance against the coalition. If not, it would be a regret for Liu Xun.
But now, although I don't know why I came to this world, different places, different times, but similar deeds, so similar, so infuriating!
Emperor Yuan rode a five-colored unicorn and stood on the platform for reviewing generals. He was wearing silver armor and holding a silver spear. The silver-white cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, and he looked majestic without even being angry.
The silver spear was inserted into the ground, and a hint of coldness flashed across his handsome face. Emperor Yuan said to the densely packed monks below: "Before you set out, I will just say a few words."
"Like all of you, I have also eaten the food of the common people and have also grown up on this fertile land. The common people can be said to be our reborn parents."
"If they hadn't been sowing, plowing, and harvesting day after day and year after year, what would we eat? How would we practice? I'm afraid that at that time, we would still be worrying about food and drink, right?"
"They gave up the honor of becoming a monk, but they fed tens of millions of monks and hundreds of millions of lives! So today, we not only fight for ourselves and China, but also for them!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!..." After Emperor Yuan finished speaking, the cultivators below shouted in unison, and their morale immediately reached its peak.
Liu Xun did not deny that Emperor Yuan was very good at boosting morale and that every word he said made sense. If this happened on Earth, he would be a talented general, but in troubled times, there are no rules.
If he were asked to be the vanguard leader, he would not say such hypocritical words. Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, and I can just kill them with one sword, because the morale generated by killing is much more stable than the morale generated by words.
But he was helpless. Liu Xun was just a soldier now. The Chinese coalition had a strict hierarchy. He wanted to lead tens of thousands of people? Yes, but he couldn't rely on his family and the power behind him. He had to show his achievements and battle records.
Compared with this, Liu Xun was still very satisfied. There are laws for troubled times, and rules for peaceful times! Troubled times are an era when heroes emerge in large numbers.
Perhaps there are fewer talented people in China now, but how many outstanding people have been buried in the peaceful times? No one knows. Heroes emerge in troubled times, and Liu Xun has always believed in this sentence. (To be continued)