Chapter 687: Ling Chen’s crazy revenge (on)

"Thank you for saying this." The mountain giant said: "You have become very powerful, and I am almost unable to believe in the powerful. The attack of the human imperial city has been resolved by you alone. But, after all, you come later a while, Ling Tiancheng was partially destroyed, and some heroic elves were also killed... Go and see them, I feel that there is a magical power to send them to a safe place. They are very sad now, and they need to be able to make them Eliminate the news of a little bit of sadness."
Ling Chen’s heart was blocked, and he glanced at Aoki and slowly nodded:
I know... Aoki patriarch, they are in the east of the city, let’s go.

Ling Tiancheng East, Ling Chen wants to see everyone. Yun Mengxin and Li Yuxue were silent, and Xiao Qi and Su Shi’s eyes were red, apparently crying for a long time. Yunfeng, Xiao Qiufeng and others are heavy-faced, and their eyes are full of anger and resentment. The patriarchs and several elders of the dwarf family did not know when they returned here, sometimes sighing, sometimes screaming and screaming, and the elves were all crying in their eyes, filled with sorrow and mourning... among them, Nineteen male elves of different ages lay quietly side by side, and there was no life in them.
Before the arrival of Ling Chen, the elves had killed 19 elves in total, and this figure was negligible compared to the total forgotten city army. However, for everyone in Lingtiancheng, the invaders of the Forgotten City Army are not enough to die, but the innocent elves fighting for Ling Tiancheng have only one person to die, and they are simply unacceptable. Seeing the arrival of Ling Chen and Aoki, everyone rushed up emotionally. For the elves, the patriarch Aoki is their mainstay. For Ling Tiancheng, although Yunmeng is the city owner, everyone is Understand that Ling Chen is the core of the entire city.
Xiao Qi and Su Shi came to Ling Chen, and finally couldn't help but cry again: "Ling Tian brother, where have you been in these two days? Why can't you find you... Uncle Zi, Uncle Qingyun, still There are reflections, reflections, and greens... They are all dead... In order to protect Lingtiancheng, the people of the forgotten city have killed... oh... oh..."
And with the return of Aoki, the whole family of the elves is already crying. This is from the time they were born to the present, this time accepting this sudden separation, which is more painful for them than the arrow. Aoki stood in front of the elves' bodies and looked at them silently. There was no wave in the face, but the tight hands were shaking violently. On the face, two tears fell silently from his eyes to his chin, then Dropped to the ground one after another.
Ling Chen looked up and took a long breath. Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance walked to his side and gently approached him. He said, "I am sorry, I have not protected them..."
"It's not your fault. In that case, even if you are, you can't change anything at all." Ling Chen said quietly: "All the mistakes... all in me... all..."
"The West Side... Is the crisis all lifted?" Yunmeng finally said, and asked lowly.
"In addition to forgetting the Emperor and his two gods and guards, the other ... all destroyed." Ling Chen's answer.
Yunmeng nodded, no shock, no joy. Ling Chen’s words were also introduced to everyone’s ears... Under the strong invasion of the forgotten army, they were desperate, and it was only half an hour or so that the other party had completely destroyed. This is undoubtedly an incredible miracle. But at the moment, no one is happy, no one cheers.
Ling Chen separated the crowd and silently walked to the side of the Aoki patriarch and watched the nineteen dead elves with him. Lying in front of him, the elf's body, his name is Qingyun, is a very amiable elf uncle, who is in charge of the mining work between Elf and Lingtiancheng. Such as Mu Chunfeng's gentle and smiling. Next to him, a beautiful middle-aged elf woman was there, her eyes were empty, and her tears seemed to have been crying. Her name was Qingling, the wife of Qingyun, her arms, holding a look of six The seven-year-old elf girl, her name is Yingyan, the daughter of Qingyun and Qingling. Her thin body curled up in her mother's arms, her eyes were already red and swollen, and her eyes were blurred and looked at the bodies around her. Under the extreme sadness and crying, the consciousness is already in a semi-dissociated state. The voice of the father is called by the unconscious, and every call makes people feel broken.
Ling Chen can best understand the pain of this life, because he has experienced this life twice, once when he knew the death of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, once, separated from the life and death of Shuruo, twice, he was completely mad. Two times, he has produced a death slogan, which is thousands of times more painful than torture in heaven and hell. The death of an elf leads to the complete destruction of one or even more elf families... The elves are all family, one person is dead, the whole family is sad, and the whole nineteen elves are leaving within one day.
Ling Chen stepped forward and stood next to the body of Qingyun. His lips were moved for a long time, and he said: "Auntie Qingling, smoker...sorry...sorry..."
He really is sorry for them. If he didn't find the elves and then guided them out of the elves to merge into Lingtiancheng, then everything will not happen today. How will the future of the elves be unpredictable, but at least, Qingyun does not Will die, their family will be quiet and peaceful in this life, no competition, no worries. The other elves will not die, so many elf families will not be broken, and all the elves will not be involved in war and chaos, and will not be heartbroken.
It is true that he can save the elves from step by step to extinction, but today’s tragedy is the root cause. This is an indisputable fact. Moreover, he led the elves to settle in Lingtiancheng, and it was purely to help the elves. In his position, he was only his own selfishness.
Hearing his voice, Qingling, who was dull, reacted for a long time. She looked up and looked at Ling Chen. She slowly lowered her head. She said weakly and hoarsely: "No... not your fault, you solved it. Our blockade has awakened the tree of the elves. You are the greatest benefactor of our elves. How can we not be sorry for us... Qingyun...he...he is fighting to protect his homeland...he is not only a good husband, good Dad, still a real man... I am proud of him... I..."
Qingling thoroughly whimpered, tightly closed his eyes, and could not say anymore. In her arms, Xiao Yingyan looked up and said, "Mom said... Dad is a hero. He didn't leave us, but went to heaven. In heaven, Dad will be very happy and will always look at us. ... So, Ling Tian brother, don't say sorry to us, although you are often absent, but you have always been a father, mother, and my favorite person."
Ling Chen’s body was shocked, the whole body was filled with a sour and hearty warmth, and the corners of his eyes were slowly moist... If they beat him, yell at him, hate him, or ignore him, he would feel better in his heart. However, their eyes are not only blameless and resentful, but full of comfort. Their voices are only warm and peaceful... Their hearts, pure and kind heartbreaking, make Ling Chen’s inner guilt and cone feel unlimited. Expanding...
Why do you want to save the elves in the name of the elves, and let them out of the world's uncontested elves for their own selfishness... Why do you foresee that the Forgotten City will act, but never do it? So good enough preparation... Why is it that at this time, I have not left in the underworld for two days...
A big hand was placed on Ling Chen's shoulder. Aoki looked at him and said calmly: "Ling Tian, ​​don't blame yourself. This is really not your fault. Whether you go out of the elf secret or use life to guard Ling Tiancheng, this is all It is our own choice. Ling Tiancheng is the home of our elves now, guarding with strength and life. This is our responsibility and our glory. Before the war, we have enough mental preparation."
"Yeah, Ling Tian Brothers, this is not your fault at all. On the contrary, you saved us again."
"You are the great benefactor of our elves. When they come to heaven, they will only be grateful to you forever. How can you blame you?"
"Yeah, don't blame yourself, it's really not your fault..."
In the face of the guilt of Ling Chen's appearance, these elves who are in distressed sentiment did not have an emotional out of control. Instead, they stood up and comforted him one by one, lest he should blame himself for this.
Ling Chen’s heart was deeply shocked. Looking at the elves around him and looking at Ling Tiancheng in front of him, his mind about Ling Tiancheng quietly changed dramatically. Before today, Ling Tiancheng was built for him, which is equivalent to his gift to Yunmeng, to fulfill his commitment to her. The center of his world is to find those elements that will come back to life. Ling Tiancheng is a thing outside his body. Even if he was asked to be a deputy city owner, he pushed it for a long time before he barely agreed. At this moment, he suddenly realized the responsibility he should have for this Lingtian City. Ling Tiancheng was born for him. He was named after him. He had the responsibility to guard everything, instead of treating it as a The habitat that stops midway, everything else is left behind... At least, how good these city people are worthy of guarding.
Ling Chen didn't talk any more. He slowly walked out and came to the place where Xiao Qiufeng was. Every time he took a step, his eyes were cold, and a murderous enthusiasm was also in his embarrassment. Quietly condensed. He looked at the front and suddenly said: "How many players are there that the Scorpio King can immediately move now?"
One day, then immediately said: "The current online players are 2.48 million, and there are 1.2 million who are on standby. If this number is not enough, give me two quarters of time..."
"Enough is enough." Ling Chen interrupted him, his voice was dull as water, but every word made people feel inexplicable: "Let them gather in the central square of the Forgotten City after ten minutes."
The spirit of Haotian was shocked. After a slight struggle, the two eyes flashed at the same time with a hot and crazy light: "Good!! After ten minutes, they will not be less! Even if the consequences are ten times more serious, they will vow to forget. The city has been turned upside down! What kind of the imperial city, what emperor... The day before yesterday, they also played chess with Zixiao and Qingyue, and they talked to each other, how can they... no more... oh..."
The sky sighed and the eye circles reddened again.
"No! I am not letting you go to the big troubles," Ling Chen shook his head. "The difference between the strength of the player and the Imperial City NPC is too big. Don't say a million, that is, you can't make trouble, you will only suffer cruel suppression and punishment. Let all of them execute the same instruction in the center of the Forgotten City after ten minutes."
Ling Chen turned around and slowly said the contents of the order.
"What...what!?" Listening to the "command" in Ling Chenkou, Tianzhu Santianwang had a big mouth at the same time, almost thinking that his ear had a problem, Yunfeng and Xiao Qiufeng also held it at the same time, but looked at Ling Dirty, horrible eyes...not at all joking or crazy.
"Do as he said." Li Yuxue said decisively: "If there are not enough people, you can mobilize more."
"These are enough." Ling Chen said faintly, his eyes tilted and he looked at the direction of the Forgotten City. He had already held an empty magical pearl in his hand. The cold whisper in his mouth: "I owe me Lingtiancheng, today. I want them... a hundred times to repay!!"
The sound fell, and no one greeted anyone. Ling Chen disappeared there and went alone to the Forgotten City.