Vol 3 Chapter 799: Sorry

First-line mountain,
The snow melted on one side and the mountains bloomed;
On the other side, it was covered in snow and ice, and the wind was stern.
An army returned from trekking,
He walked to the front,
Behind him,
The soldiers are tired and the wounded soldiers are full, but everyone's face, except for tiredness, has a sharpness!
The battle has just ended,
The battle situation is not very good,
Can't beat,
It really can't beat,
The group of people who came out of the wild, carrying not only barbarism, but also the power granted by barbarism.
Several times,
Clashes a few times,
On my own side, there are more wins and fewer losses,
But it’s not without good news,
at least,
This time,
There was no defeat.
He was the one who led the army to the rear of the army. Successfully, although he paid a very heavy price, he finally gave a decent temporary end here.
but,
He did not feel confused, nor did he feel discouraged,
First, he didn’t value these things very much,
What he cares more about is,
It is how much combat power can be added to the army before the next war.
Simultaneously,
He actually knew,
The serious losses caused by the previous failures, in fact, did not cause much harm. Instead, the tribes who wanted to watch the fire from the other side could not sit still.
Jiuli powerful is powerful,
But under their leader,
It’s all a group of unbearably proud beings,
Looking at myself,
Ha ha,
That
Many consecutive defeats are defeats,
But after each defeat, the next battle, the army and power here can become stronger than last time.
Some words, he didn’t want to say, and he was too lazy to break the point. There were clearly two times before that he wouldn’t lose, or that he wouldn’t be defeated so badly, but he was defeated, but he was defeated badly. The tribe that did not deal with it was directly wiped out by Jiuli.
Ugh,
He reached out,
Instructed the troops to stop and rest,
I found the grass and sat down,
The big head man over Jiuli, he has seen, a very powerful existence, but there has never been a real hearty chance to deal with each other.
But he felt that the big man could not win.
Ask yourself,
He is very similar to that,
So proud,
Proud to disdain others,
So,
When playing with that player,
It must be the one who laughed to the end.
"puff."
A stalk of grass spit out of his mouth,
He suddenly felt so bored,
Fight, fight, fight, fight, you come and go, and you live and die,
You have to do so many twists and turns,
To the end,
It’s estimated to be playing,
Defeated defeated,
Instead, he lost a winning game,
What does this mean?
far away,
on the hill,
A girl wearing delicate beads on her ankles happily ran,
In her eyes,
Only the general who was sitting in the front seemed to be meditating.
His armor,
So dazzling,
On the battlefield, daring to wear dazzling armor requires great courage.
She took off the flowers and plants around her and held them together. The flowers and plants condensed and became a green blue bird hovering beside her.
She took out a pot of milk wine from her waist, which was a milk milk gifted to her mother by the Northern Plains tribe, which was extremely precious.
She placed the silver jug ​​with milk paste on the body of the bluebird. At the same time, she cut off a strand of her hair with a dagger and tied it to the tail of the bluebird.
"Go, go quickly and tell him that I sent it."
The girl waved at the blue bird,
The blue bird flew up,
Fly towards there.
Next, she seemed to be a little bit shy, and dared not witness the scene where the other party received her letter from Alice and Jade Bird.
She felt that she was very straightforward and daring. Even the girls in the tribe would not be so daring to directly tease and show their heart.
Moreover,
She is also a distinguished princess in the tribe.
But she couldn't help it. Every time her father received him, she looked at him secretly, looked at him, looked at him, looked at him...
She remembered that at the beginning, he was just a lonely boy in the border area of ​​the tribe, and he came to the present step by step and became a general of the army.
Which young girl doesn't contemplate spring?
Which woman does not love heroes?
Some things are so unclear and unclear,
Came so suddenly,
It was unexpected,
Directly hit his own heart.
The bluebird leaped over the mountains and came to the top of the rest troops. Just as it had identified the target below and was about to fly down,
A cry came:
"Turn the cloud."
Five strong iron chains suddenly burst,
Directly lock the bluebird,
then,
"boom"
With a crunch,
The bluebird that has not yet completed the mission exploded directly in the sky,
It turned into a piece of grass and fell down.
He standing in front of the army,
His eyes are low,
Directly shouted to a circle of soldiers around him:
"After I went back, I started to investigate directly to see who dared to fly the puppet privately around the tribe despite the prohibition!
Really wanton,
I'm afraid that Jiuli's news can't be delivered! "
At this moment, a strand of green silk fell down and floated under his feet. He was picked up by a lieutenant beside him, and the lieutenant opened his mouth and said:
"Qing Si is immortal, this... this... this is the blood of the imperial family."
Immediately after,
The lieutenant looked at the blue silk again,
Somewhat difficult to him:
"Maybe, it's an emperor."
He waved disdainfully,
Fly this ray of blue,
It doesn't matter:
"Emperor Ji, how much more."
immediately,
He pointed to the soldiers around him again and said loudly:
"When the Jiuli people are destroyed,
After the war,
Wait,
All can still emperor Ji! "
…………
In the dark night, a huge bonfire was burning with a hot light.
A mountain, dug in the middle, filled with flames, with valley ravines as braziers, and sun, moon, and stars as references;
This fire,
It burns like a day in a few dozen miles,
in fact,
It's lit,
Not just tonight,
It has been shining for a long time.
Mountain, mountainside,
A group of people stood densely,
Everyone is cheering,
Everyone is jumping,
Everyone is celebrating,
The protracted war has come to an end, and China is set and the world is established!
In the middle of the mountain, there is a black altar on which is placed a greasy head.
His eyes widened,
With unwillingness,
With anger,
He kept his eyes open,
Looked at this noisy everything.
Even if it has won, even if it has succeeded,
But countless demon gods present at the scene, who dared to look directly at the head in the flame, were not many.
The head, symbolizing the real shadow, represents the horrifying horror.
This is a respectable opponent,
Is also an awesome opponent,
Even if he loses, even if he loses, even if he dies,
But in order to prevent him from being resurrected,
Still need a long time and long layout.
Across the valley,
There is a man sitting on the rock wall,
right hand side,
It was his armor,
A set of scarred armor,
There are many scary marks left on it,
And on the left,
It is more than a dozen altars.
To be precise, it is fruit wine.
He was drinking and looking at the head in the fire,
Recalling that battle,
The picture when he cut off his head with a knife,
Totou wine,
Comfortable, comfortable and enjoyable.
He disdain to hide his attitude towards the victory of this war, nor will he pretend to have any respect for the head of Jiuli.
He would not personally face the remaining prisoners of Jiuli and make a generous attitude of stopping the blame.
That one likes,
Then let that person do it,
He was too lazy to think about it,
I even feel a little sorry,
Regret if he cut off his head too early,
he died,
He is over,
Then,
Continue to stay in this world,
In the following years,
How lonely it should be.
A bite of wine into the throat, the fruit wine with low concentration, after adding the blood of the demon of war, can also be spicy into the throat!
It’s just a pity,
The war is over,
How to find a reason to hunt demon gods to make wine with their blood?
Someone stepped up and dressed in casual clothes.
He sensed the coming person,
But still ignored.
day,
Thousands of people, gods, demons, bowed to that one,
Only he didn’t move,
He did not feel abrupt, nor did he feel special.
Under the scene during the day,
He even felt a little funny.
The person kneeling underneath,
How many are really kneeling?
the most important is,
He saw the presence in the center,
At that time,
Deep in the other person’s eyes,
There were some strange expressions in the past.
Are changing,
Will also change,
Thick, it will fade,
Interesting, it will become boring;
Raise your head,
Another bite of spirits,
His eyes were a little confused,
Looking at the head among the fire in front of him,
Smashed a wine jar,
The wine flowed out,
Please go one.
In the fire, the corner of the head's lips moved slightly.
Around the mountain, among the many altars, people in white clothes collectively startled, and began to re-strengthen and check the seal formation.
At the same time a roar came,
Who is it,
Chiyu's remnant soul is being reactivated!
"Alone drinking?"
A familiar voice came from behind,
With a little vicissitudes.
The coming man sat down beside him,
Wearing coarse linen,
But this time,
But it seems a bit deliberate.
He remembers a long time ago, a silkworm lady gave him a fine silk dress, the one who happily wore it, walked back and forth in the tribe, and deliberately showed off.
And during the day,
The Western Demon God sent a golden armor,
This one knows how to put it down,
He changed his clothes deliberately and came to him.
He continued to drink, ignoring the people around him.
The coming man also picked up the wine jar and drank together.
The two sat very close together,
Drinking the East is white.
The wine has run out,
The comer said:
"Dominate the Northern Army alone, monitor the gods of the heavens, and then hold Emperor Ji!"
Give military power,
Give responsibility,
Give the princess again,
Should be given,
Give you all,
Only for you in the future,
Kneel at my feet!
If you want power, you can give it to you!
You want glory~EbookFREE.me~ can give you!
If you want to be distinguished, you can give it to you!
Can give you!
He just shook his head,
Smiled,
In laughter,
With that kind of harsh meaning,
Just like the feeling when he was independent from the crowd by day.
He patted his trouser legs,
stand up,
Waving hands indifferently,
Road:
"To.........not...start..."