"When it comes to merits and demerits, there can be human feelings and loyalty when it does not involve principles, but once it involves fundamental issues, merits and demerits cannot be confused, let alone mixed up!"
You Dongtian said coldly: "What's more, the King of Zhongyuan, Jun Taifeng, should have died long ago! If it weren't for his father, if it weren't for those people from your Western Army, he would have been torn into pieces long ago!"
"Yes." Marshal Ximen lowered his head.
"If anyone in your army dares to retaliate against these people, I will wipe them out as well!"
You Dongtian looked at Marshal Ximen and said, "I'm telling you, I don't sympathize with their brotherhood!"
"I promise I won't!"
"I hope not!"
The Right Heavenly King snorted coldly, and then whispered: "Ximen, let me tell you, the throne is next door to this villa. He witnessed the whole thing with his own eyes... After you go back, if your old subordinates really do something, what will be the consequences, I think you know."
“…!!!”
Marshal Ximen was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. "Absolutely not! I guarantee it with my life! If anyone makes a rash move, I will deal with them first."
…
A cold wind blew.
On the ground, several people were lying in a mess, all quietly.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian, who finally came to their senses, hurried down to check on everyone's injuries.
After seeing this, the two were horrified. Each of these people was seriously injured, so serious that it had even affected their foundation. However, as long as they received timely treatment, their lives would not be in danger.
Each of them quickly drank a bottle of the best living water, and then fed various healing pills...
Zuo Xiaoduo rushed into the room, carried out several mattresses, put several people on them, and then began to slowly treat the wounds on their bodies.
He didn't move them in; because Zuo Xiaoduo knew they would definitely not want to.
Although it was freezing outside and the smell of blood was unbearable, they still had a brother here and they hadn't sent him away yet...
At this time, they would not just focus on healing themselves, nor would they just focus on protecting themselves from the wind and cold.
really…
Ye Changqing was the first to wake up, and murmured, "Jun Taifeng... is he dead?"
"Dead! Killed by you! You have taken revenge!" Zuo Xiaoduo nodded vigorously.
Ye Changqing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly struggled: "Qianshou, Qianshou... Brother, where is my brother?" He struggled to turn his head and look for him.
Wen Xingtian and Liu Yichun woke up at the same time. Wen Xingtian called out anxiously and hoarsely, "Qianshou, Qianshou, are you still there?"
"Qian Shou! Jun Taifeng is dead! Did you see it?"
But no one answered.
After a while.
The six people struggled hard, strongly requesting Zuo Xiaoduo and the other man to help them sit up. They sat side by side in front of Hua Qianshou, looking at Hua Qianshou who was already motionless, and they couldn't help sobbing and tears streaming down their faces.
Hua Qianshou... had actually died a long time ago.
His body had already started to stiffen, but his face still had that weird and vicious smile...
"Chishou..."
Wen Xingtian and others cried bitterly and sobbed.
"My brother!..." Ye Changqing roared, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted.
I thought that after leaving the army, I would no longer lose my brothers, but I never expected that they would still leave one after another...
“Qianshou…” Cheng Guying stroked Hua Qianshou’s face, tears streaming down his face: “Don’t go… There are only a few of us left in this world, please don’t go…”
Cheng Guying burst into tears. He had taken revenge, but his brother was no longer with him.
Today the revenge is finally settled, but my brothers will never come again.
A figure flashed by.
Marshal Ximen appeared in front of him.
"You guys need to heal your wounds quickly. Qianlong Gaowu cannot be leaderless. Now that you have taken revenge, you still have to shoulder the responsibilities you should bear."
Marshal Ximen said: "Don't just think you have brothers, you also have so many students!"
"yes."
"I'll take you to heal your wounds. There's a super nutrition chamber where you can... lie down for the night... And the Lord Heavenly King has specially gifted you with magical medicine... Here, I'll send someone to set up a mourning hall for Hua Qianshou... When you're in better condition, come back and see him off."
"Thank you, Marshal, for your help!"
Liu Yichun choked up and said, "Please, Marshal, get a good coffin for my brother first. We can't move now, so we can only ask you, Marshal, we want to bury him under his real name..."
"no problem."
"General!" Cheng Guying said, "I beg you to leave Jun Taifeng's head behind!"
Marshal Ximen was silent for a long time.
Finally he nodded slowly: "Okay, but after you finish paying tribute to the dead... I will send someone to take it. The descendant of the God of War... was killed by you just like that... Even if he deserved it, as his father's brother... I also feel bad..."
"We understand the Marshal's difficulties."
Wen Xingtian said: "Thank you for your understanding, Marshal!"
They really understood it completely, because they themselves had brothers, they were all brothers, and there was another brother lying nearby...
And this brother is lying here just to avenge himself and others...
So they fully understood Marshal Ximen's current feeling of guilt towards his brothers.
We are brothers in life and death, but Marshal Ximen and Jun Taifeng’s father are also brothers who trust each other with life and death.
"Let's go."
Marshal Ximen waved his hand and more than a dozen people came down from the sky. Several of them lifted the mattress and flew away, while the others stayed behind to clean up the mess.
"You two, hurry back to heal your wounds." Marshal Ximen looked at Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian, and said in a gentle and low voice: "The martial arts world is so cruel... Improve yourselves as soon as possible and prepare to enter the secret realm."
"Yes." Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian stuck out their tongues and quickly slipped away.
Even when I returned home, I was still shocked and trembling with fear over the cruelty of today's battle.
It turns out that real fighting... is so cruel. Before this, it was really hard to imagine...
…
In Ye Changqing's yard.
"General, how do we report Jun Taifeng's death?"
"Jun Taifeng's rebellion plot was exposed, and he committed suicide out of fear of punishment."
Marshal Ximen sighed and said, "Report this to His Majesty. Please give him a posthumous title for his father's sake. As for his funeral, we, the Western Army, will take care of it."
"My old brothers from back then may have some complaints."
"Complain? Do they dare to complain?"
Marshal Ximen was furious: "I was watching there myself and didn't dare to say a word! If they have the guts, they can go find the king of heaven and the throne! They all have bad tempers!"
"Tell them that if they don't teach their descendants well, their fate will be no different from Jun Taifeng's in the future, or even worse!"
"Whoever dares to explode the thorns, I will beat him to death without anyone else!"
The sound of wind suddenly rose in the air, and Marshal Dongfang and his men rushed over almost desperately.
"I heard that the King of Zhongyuan wanted to embarrass a few retired veterans of my Eastern Army? How did I offend the King of Zhongyuan?"
Dongfang Dashuai's voice was filled with gunpowder: "I was embarrassed to kill him last time, did I give him face? Where is he!?"
Marshal Ximen said with a straight face, "Jun Taifeng has been beaten to death by your people. What else do you want? Grind his bones and scatter his ashes?"
"Being beaten to death by my people?"
Marshal Dongfang was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Where are Ye Changqing and the others?"
"They went to recuperate, and no one died." Marshal Ximen felt a little suffocated.
"I see, hahaha..."
Dongfang Dashuai laughed and said, "That's fine. Let's retreat. Simon, you've worked hard today. I'll treat you to a drink some other day. We'll talk about it then..."
With a whoosh, Marshal Dongfang flew away with a large group of people.
He flew away before he even arrived, and his movements were even faster than when he arrived.
He knew very well that he had lost his momentum and it was Marshal Ximen who was holding his breath. If he really wanted to beat him up, that would be unnecessary and he would not be able to reason with him.
"Everyone is so protective of their own children... something bad will happen sooner or later!" Marshal Ximen cursed with gnashing teeth.
After a while, he came to his senses: "Damn it, shouldn't the Eastern Army be the one to handle the rest of Qianlong Gaowu's affairs? You guys from the Eastern Army slipped away so quickly! You old sly fellow! Next time we meet, I'll beat you to death!"
…
After Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian returned, they rushed into the Mighty Sky Tower to recuperate. Their injuries were very limited, with Zuo Xiaoduo suffering only some internal injuries, but he recovered quickly.
In the early morning, Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting said goodbye to their children and set off on their journey home.
"You two must be well!"
Wu Yuting held her son and daughter in her arms: "We will call you and send you a video."
"Um."
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian were still worried, but they looked very relaxed: "Mom and Dad, you will definitely come back safely! We are waiting for you!"
“Let’s go!”
"Goodbye, Mom and Dad!"
Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting got into the car; the Gao family had already been waiting in a luxury car.
The couple got in the car and drove all the way out of Fenghai City without saying a word for a long time.
"Xiao Duo and Xiao Nian..." Wu Yuting finally spoke in a depressed mood: "I am still worried."
"What else is there to worry about? I've explained everything clearly." Zuo Changlu had to appear relaxed: "My children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You don't need to worry too much about them."
"You know shit! You don't care about our son and daughter at all! Is there any father like you?" Wu Yuting was angry.
Zuo Changlu successfully transformed his wife's worry and concern for their children into anger towards himself.
"That's the truth..."
"I'll bite you to death..."
Arguing all the way, getting further and further away...
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian watched their parents go away. They both felt heavy in their hearts. They had no mood to practice, talk, eat or drink.
They simply went into the Sky-Destroying Tower and sat on the grass back to back.
Both of them were in a daze for a long time, sighing repeatedly.
Even someone as playful and fond of taking advantage as Zuo Xiaoduo, became unusually well-behaved and did not tease Zuo Xiaonian for a long time.
…
[I felt dizzy after writing so much today. I lay on the table for a while after finishing this chapter.
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