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Chapter 1426: Seizing the Bridge and Blowing Up the Waterway (Seventeen) [Seeking a Monthly Ticket]

Yun Ce asked Bei Jiu, but Bei Jiu naturally didn't know.

The news from the front line was good - the enemy's attention was attracted by the main force and they could not take care of the rear for the time being. Yun Ce knew that the opportunity was precious and did not dare to delay it.

Taking advantage of the thick fog, a group of elite troops sneaked into the enemy's rear.

The vanguard at the front holds a strangely shaped shield.

The shield is not too large, but the surface is polished smooth.

A little bit of martial energy can allow the shield to absorb the surrounding scenery, and coupled with the interference of light, it is extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

This item was also produced by the Director of the Art of War. It was very light, less than one-fifth the weight of an ordinary shield, and had weak defense. Even if one was not a brave warrior, a normal adult could cut it with all their strength. At first glance, it looked like a very failed work. However, the real function of this thing was not defense, but camouflage, especially in this kind of foggy weather, it could perfectly hide one's tracks.

"Do it-"
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"I never realized that the high priest is also a black-hearted person."

Gu Chi couldn't bear to look at it.

Isn’t Jimo autumn naturally black?

Shen Tang disagreed: "Wangchao's words are slanderous."

Ask yourself, if you were Jimo Qiu, you might not be able to do such a thing. Shen Tang may be arrogant and playful, but he is still very serious when fighting. No matter how many hurtful words he says, it is to stab the enemy to death. Jimo Qiu is different. He may not want to kill people, but he can use what he thinks is the most sincere attitude to mess with people's mentality, break the defense to the maximum, and deal critical damage with every word.

If you say Jimo Qiu is black-hearted, he is not that bad, but how can you say he is pure? Look at Yuan Nujun, who was so angry at him that she was like a Buddha born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. I am afraid she will be the first to respond. Shen Tang defended Jimo Qiu: "At most, this is a blessing in disguise."

Jimo Qiu's attitude was really sincere, but Yuan Nujun judged him by her own standards and could not understand or believe his sincerity, which led to a communication error between the two.

How can this be considered Jimo Qiu's black heart?

Shen Tang emphasized again: "Wang Chao, don't wrongly accuse good people."

Gu Chi's smile was a little forced: "..."

My Lord, do you want to hear what nonsense I am saying?

Shen Tang's response was so shocking that Gu Chi was temporarily distracted from the situation and his dark eyes moved around.

No matter how wise and powerful the master is, he will occasionally be tempted by a beautiful woman. This is not a shortcoming, it is human nature. Gu Chi knew that the master coveted Gong Xichou's body and Jimo Qiu's face. However, in recent years, the two brothers have been paying for each other - to be precise, Jimo Qiu forced his younger brother to be a free gift - the two have not gained any status in all these years, and the master's harem is still empty. Gu Chi began to suspect that the master had some hidden disease.

Looking at it today, it seems like he is totally clueless?

Gu Chi: "A journey of a thousand miles tests a horse's strength, and a long time reveals a person's heart."

Is he a good person?

Is he a black-hearted person?

Time will prove everything.

Shen Tang: "...Actually, it's better to be a little more ruthless."

At least she won't be easily fooled, nor will she be bullied when she isn't paying attention. The civil and military officials of Kangguo are too cunning, and she can't beat them with just her martial arts skills. If she doesn't grow up a little more careful, she will easily be sold out and charged for money.

Being gentle and thoughtful is good, and being independent is also good.

It would be more satisfying to have both fish and bear's paw.

Gu Chi wanted to curl his lips and roll his eyes after hearing this.

"Master, do you want both?"

Shen Tang's eyes widened.

"As the ruler of a country and the ruler of the world, am I asking for too much?"

Gu Chi: "...It's not too much, but it's too much to ask for contradictory qualities to be combined into one. Why don't you do it alone?"

Shen Tang thought about it carefully and shook his head: "It's a waste of money."

If it’s the same for everyone, how many more mouths will we have to feed?

Shen Tang has a hard time supporting himself.

She prefers to pursue the ultimate value for money.

Qi Shan and his men were focused on the battlefield situation, sometimes frowning and sometimes worried, leaving marks on their brows. On the other hand, the old antiques in Wei Lou were different. They had lived for more than a hundred years or even longer. What kind of storms and waves had they not seen? Even the worst situations where their lives were hanging by a thread had been experienced countless times, so they were really not in a hurry.

We haven't even revealed our trump card yet, why are you so nervous?

He thought he had a good attitude, but he didn't expect that the real owner had a better attitude. In front of the two armies, the swords were drawn and the war was about to break out. What kind of men and beauty did she talk about?

In this respect, he is far inferior to the First Lord.

Wei Lou was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

There is a sense that the top of the new wall has collapsed slightly.

Wei Lou glared at him. Shen Tang was confused by his gaze. After a little reflection, he knew what he was angry about. Seeing Shen Tang's stubborn attitude, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Jun, are you sure to win?"

“The big picture is still uncertain, but the small picture will not be lost.”

Wei Lou turned his attention back to the battlefield: "Those who rely on the size of their country and the number of their people in order to show off their power to the enemy are called arrogant soldiers."

Even though he didn't say the next sentence, Shen Tang should have understood.

If it were the former lord, he would never do this.

Shen Tang was not angry after being scolded by Wei Lou. She was not the only one around, so naturally she didn't understand where her confidence came from.

but--

Her interested gaze made Wei Lou feel uncomfortable: "Mr. Shen thinks he is young and is sure that I won't care?"

Shen Tang said calmly: "Of course not, I just feel that you really seem to be expecting my performance with the standards of a saint."

This world is just a huge makeshift team.

Not to mention that joking around before the battle to ease the atmosphere, fighting generals and cursing at each other and attacking the lower three routes are also basic operations, and the specific content depends on the quality of both sides. However, Wei Lou had too high expectations of her, so he naturally felt that her words just now were harsh.

Wei Lou was silent for a while, then suddenly said something out of nowhere: "...I may not live another hundred years."

Why did the first lord attract heroes from all over the world to pledge their loyalty with just a wave of his arm? Not only was the first lord ambitious and heroic, but his followers were also enthusiastic. How much enthusiasm they had in their heyday, how miserable they fell when they were knocked down from the clouds.

The hero's spirit has run out, and it's not just talk.

It was with great difficulty that Kangguo took up the banner. If Kangguo also messed up, the world would never be unified again.

Even if Wei Lou waits another hundred years, he will never see the next opportunity.

He made a big mistake back then and now just wants to make up for it.

Shen Tang: "...So?"

"You have to be a saint even if you are not one. You have to keep on acting even if you are a saint!" Wei Lou sneered. He even gave up the first lord because of a misunderstanding, let alone Shen Youli? If she is not good enough, he will be the first one to not let her go!

Gu Chi's voice sounded faintly in Shen Tang's mind.

[The career addiction of climbing over the wall to eat meal replacements is really scary. 】

Shen Tang chuckled: [That's right.] Ordinary toxic fans would at most step back, but Wei Lou is really trying to kill people.

After a few words from everyone, Lady Yuan on the battlefield also made a decision. Her pupils were full of scarlet, and she suppressed the sweet and fishy feeling in her throat. She looked at Jimo Qiu with a look full of poison that could kill with a single blow. As her throat rolled several times, she exhaled a bloody and foul breath, and said hoarsely: "Since you are asking to die--"

Her special blood can reduce the side effects of the Time Arrow, but it is not completely immune. The arrow just now consumed a lot of life, and the price she paid was not small. How could she swallow this breath when the arrow that was sure to win was easily resolved by the opponent?

However, the other party kept provoking and humiliating her, causing her rationality to be burned out by anger and she no longer had her former composure.

"I will make it happen for you!"

The big bow in his hand emitted a silver light.

The broken bowstring instantly returned to normal, emitting a cold light.

She raised her bloody right arm and twisted the bowstring with her fingers. The Danfu martial energy was squeezed to the extreme and poured into the bow along the meridians of her body. As the silver thunder gathered, the bow, which was originally normal, branched out in all directions. At first glance, it seemed that the space where Yuan Nujun was located was cut open. The already gloomy sky became darker and darker, and the thick fog turned from gray to pure black.

There is an ominous atmosphere everywhere.

Jimo Qiu's eyes lit up with anticipation, and Luo San smelled a storm coming. He wanted to kick Jimo Qiu's butt and cursed, "It's already this time, and you're still playing?"

Jimo Qiu said: "I want to see the second move."

Luo San was almost choked by him: "Are you willing to die just to watch the show?"

Back then, there weren’t so many crazy people in his time.

Jimo Qiu did not answer, but just looked up at Yuan Nujun. The latter had sweat on her forehead, and blood was dripping from her arm armor. She seemed to be completely unaware of the pain, and easily pulled the bowstring to the full moon. Silver thunder gathered behind her, tearing the sky apart, and something poured out from the depths of the crack, gathering into silver-black arrows ready to be launched...

As the bow force was fully accumulated, Yuan Nujun's skin withered like autumn leaves, with wrinkles from shallow to deep. Her hair turned completely into dull silver with each breath. Her straight spine bent at a speed visible to the naked eye, making her look like a hunchbacked old woman.

Luo San's face was solemn: "This doesn't look like a time arrow..."

Even from such a distance, one could feel that Yuan Nujun's vitality was being madly absorbed by the bow and arrow in her hand, and she had no intention of stopping.

This is really a fight to the death.

The Central Allied Forces had no intention of calling a halt, and watched the scene coldly. The old master even put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, twisting the Buddhist beads with his fingers, with a bit of reluctance in his eyes. Life and death are commonplace for military commanders. Whether it is a fight for the power behind them or a sacrifice for a breath, it is ultimately their own choice and they have to pay the price.

Respect other people's choices and respect other people's destiny.

but--

"If it wasn't a great humiliation, who would be so determined as to burn their courage to die together with others?" The mage heard the sighs of others, and their words were full of fear for Jimo Qiu. "If I were in his shoes, I would not be able to endure such humiliation."

Mage: "..."

I really can't stand it.

Gong Yang Yongye had just come back from meditation and looked up as if he had sensed something. He then flew up into the sky to investigate: "What is there in the sky?"

Just one glance forced him back.

There was a hint of fear on his face.

He looked in the direction of Jimo Qiu in disbelief.

"Oh, it's certainly not the Arrow of Time." Yuan Nujun's voice was hoarse and old, trembling with emotion, and every word was poisonous. "This is the death knell that will send you to your death!"

Thousands of arrows gathered under the low-pressure clouds.

It stretches endlessly and is so densely packed that it makes one's scalp tighten.

The power of each arrow was not too great, but the number was too large and the coverage was too wide. Most importantly, no one could guarantee that these arrows had no special abilities. Yuan Nujun did not give everyone time to react. Even when her fingers were pulled by the bowstring and the bones under her flesh were bleeding, she did not let go. Instead, she pulled the bow completely apart in one go.

With a crisp sound, the bow was shattered into pieces the moment the arrow left the string. Thunder roared in the sky, and dense arrows poured down like a rainstorm. Jimo Qiu did not dodge, but instead faced them.

Luo San: "..."

Is there really nothing wrong with this young man's brain?

He had pushed the enemy to this point with his repeated tricks, and they dared to come for the third time? This time, Luo San didn't even bother to speak, not to mention stepping forward to block the arrow.

There is even a secret expectation in my heart.

I hope this arrow shot by Yuan Nujun will teach Jimo Qiu a lesson.

Good news, I'll remember this.

The bad news is that it is others who learn the lesson.

The old wizard had never seen such a scene in his life. With a twitching mouth, he watched Jimo Qiu catch the arrow with his body. He turned his head to look at the others who were staring in astonishment and said, "Are you sure you want to fight this lunatic?"

No one could do anything to him in the past sixty years, and no one could do anything to him in the next sixty years. Even the Soul-Splitting Technique could not kill him. Is he still a human being?

He shook his head: "The arrow of time will be cut off in this generation."

The arrow piercing his body did not stop Jimo Qiu, but he flew to a place not far in front of Lady Yuan in the blink of an eye. In the latter's eyes, his breath rose step by step until he reached the level of 20th Chehou before stopping. His stature also grew a little taller, and his appearance became more mature, close to 27 or 28 years old. He stared at Lady Yuan seriously, bowed his hands and thanked her, "Lady Yuan is really a kind person in the world."

He risked his life to fulfill his request.

"After sixty years, I am still alive." His Highness was still soft-hearted and could not let go of the living beings in this world even after sixty years.

Yuan Nujun spat out a mouthful of dirty blood: "You——"

She swallowed the rest back with all her might, her hair trembling with anger: "What's the point of you living? They will be buried with you!"

Jimo Qiu calmly lowered his eyes: "Really?"

This rhetorical question made Yuan Nujun's heart skip a beat.

Her sight passed Jimo Qiu and fell towards the Kangguo army. Countless waist-thick vines grew wildly from both wings and intertwined into a huge "arch bridge" above the army. The occasional fish that slipped through the net were blocked by the army formation and did not have the expected effect. Jimo Qiu lowered his eyes and looked at her, explaining: "What I said to Luo Hou just now was not to avoid you. You should know that any tricks that try to attack the soul will not work on me."

Lady Yuan was extremely furious, but she calmed down instead.

"What do you think?"

Jimo Qiu tapped the air with his left hand, smiled and said, "I hope you will be a good person till the end, and send the Buddha to the west."

Under the latter's ghostly eyes, the broken silver bow pieced together bit by bit and landed in his palm. With a puff, his right hand pierced through her forehead with five fingers, and his fingertips probed into her spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

His voice was neither sad nor happy: "It's even more regrettable that the inheritance is broken."

Luo San: "..."

Gu Chi let out a loud scream: "You call this a good person!"

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Jimo Qiu's thinking logic is - the opponent is about to die, the opponent's inheritance is unique, it is a pity to break the inheritance, the opponent will regret it and die with regret. In order to make the opponent's death not so regretful, he takes the initiative to help the opponent find a successor, and by the way, open a green channel for reincarnation.