At the end of the day, the old man's cheeks were filled with hot tears, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

His voice seemed hoarse and out of shape.

The ten thousand souls of the country, wandering in front of the cycle of reincarnation for sixty springs, summers, autumns and winters, have long become resentful.

They were once heroes, but they became lonely souls.

The old patriarch raised his trembling hands, wiped away his tears, and took out the precious lord's treasure from his broken clothes.

The old patriarch said: "Whether the Nine Continents of Divine Veins or the Imperial Army Division, whenever the number of soldiers leaving the list exceeds 10,000 and the difficulty coefficient of going out to perform missions becomes higher, the main general who goes to the expedition will bring this lord treasure, which is called: Zai Linggui."

At that time, the ruins were broken and bloody.

The old soldier watched his comrades fall in front of him one by one.

The lord's treasure is not particularly rare than other rare lords.

This thing was forged by an old soldier who lost countless comrades on the battlefield.

As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots and soul returns to their hometown.

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If you die in a foreign land, you will be sad and become the lonely soul who cannot find a home.

Whether it is cut in half by the enemy or the body and head are different, blood is splattering three feet away, blurring one's own cycle of reincarnation.

Later, the journey of his hometown was long and the snow was flying. The whole country was celebrating the victory of the war, but he was unable to bring the body of every comrade back to his hometown.

I will send you thousands of miles away, what can I do?

The maple leaves fall into the old soil in the coming year.

The old soldier spent thirty years studying spiritual treasures and spent his hard work. In the year he died, he forged the lord's treasure and returned the spirit.

Carry the spirit and return, carry the spirit and return.

...

The old patriarch's hands piously held Zai Linggui and handed them to Chu Yue.

Carry my heroic spirit and return to my hometown.

Only by returning with the spirit can the souls of the warrior gather and return to his hometown, so that he can die in a place where he grew up, and not be bullied by ghosts in a foreign land.

But most people who come to the spirit are light golden light.

The Hua Linggui in front of Chu Yue was already red.

Zai Linggui is a crescent manicure like a sickle.

The soldiers outside love to watch the moon that night, as if they could pass through the battlefield of gunpowder and send it to the bright moon.

That is a sign of resentment.

The heroic souls of the past have become enemies.

It was like being dyed red by the blood of the soldiers.

In the blood red, it became dark again.

She carefully took over Zai Linggui and felt Zai Linggui with her heart, and then she heard the howlings of ghosts and wolves that made people creepy and hysterical.

The shouts and reluctance of the hundred thousand heroes gathered into resentment that soared into the sky.

What kind of pain has forced them to this end?

The blood in Chu Yue's limbs seemed to cool down in an instant. "Sister,..."

"Ah, they are so pitiful. How could the lord of Fenglin City treat his people like that? It's so annoying."

Chu Yue bit her lower lip tightly, and amid the sharp shouts, she thought of the young man who was practicing swords on the top of Fenglincheng Mountain.

"Sister, what does it look like under your mask? Aying's sister must be a fairy."

“…”

Chu Yue kept wandering in memory and resentment.

"If I were the monarch, I should be in the territory, in the mountains and rivers, the rivers are clear and the seas are peaceful, and I will not be like him."

"Since I've never taken care of me, did Wu Zu use a plan to steal my sister away? Sister, I look at the sky at night and think he is not a good person. Don't get close to him in the future. He will definitely be ill-treated to you."

It was the young man she saved...

The heroic souls of the 100,000 Dingguo are all good soldiers who follow the Mu Mansion and serve the monarch.

The warmth of the past and the resentment of hundreds of thousands of heroic souls stimulated her spirit.

Chi Yingjun is the Human Emperor Swordsman she trained!

Chu Yue vomited blood and suddenly a wound was broken due to excessive emotions.

In the wound, there was a bloody nail that pierced through her bones, flesh and blood, and soul.

Why is that?

"Puchi--"

Just from Chu Yue's slightly torn back, I saw a wound with bones that could be seen.

There, there is a nail.

"General!"

The old patriarch was stunned and went over to help Chu Yue up worriedly.

What exactly has the daughter of the Mu Mansion experienced?

Did she suffer from the pain of being nailed bones, nailed skin, nailed flesh, nailed souls every moment?

That's...

The old patriarch widened his eyes.

Inside that nail, it seems to have a deterrent force that can shock the people.

"Are you nails..."

"What kind of nail is this... General... I'm waiting for you to see a doctor. It's okay, it's definitely okay..." The old patriarch panicked.

The resentful spirits who came to the scene no longer made a shout.

"Senior, it's okay."

Chu Yue said with red eyes and forbearance: "These nails are my choice of fate and I should bear it. The doctor cannot cure my life."

Chu Yue's lips and teeth were covered in blood. She looked ahead in a daze. Thinking of the voice of the Human Emperor in the universe and galaxy, she suddenly lowered her head and made a desolate laugh.

"General Wuling..." The old patriarch was very worried.

The old patriarch was completely shocked.

He thought there was only one.

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It's not just one.

How did the lady in the Mu Mansion endure and how did she do it?

That one was already bloody and shocking.

The old general who had lived for hundreds of years and had fought on the battlefield hundreds of times felt suffocated.

How could she know that every step she takes and every day she lives, she suffers from these inhuman tortures.

"Which beast did these nails? General, tell me, I will throw the Beishen Guard and kill him!" The old patriarch was crying and supported Chu Yue with trembling tears.

People only know her young hero and she has achieved great achievements at a young age.

Knowing the daughter of the general and the tiger, the descendants of the Mu family never forget their ancestors.

The Dingguo Army and the Beishen Guard, which were once both powerful and powerful, had already died on the battlefield sixty years ago.

When the old patriarch saw that Chu Yue's old injury relapsed, he did not care about the wounds and pains of the Wu body, but was happy for the Beishen Guard. He believed even more about the importance of choosing a wise master.

"Bei Shenwei is still in the world?" Chu Yueze asked.

Nowadays, there are only the Fire Army and the Mu Army.

"Did you live in the Military Affairs Office over the years?" Chu Yue asked, but she was particularly sure.

The old patriarch nodded and said, "After learning that Chiyingjun met the dead soldiers, I fled overnight and informed the Beishen Guard to commit a fraud. Then I disguised myself as an incognito in Beizhou. In order to weaken the strength of the Mu Mansion, no longer have the merits to shock the Lord, and to obtain temporary peace, so that the Beishen Guard and the Fire Army will not step into the retreat of the Dingguo Army again."

"yes!"

Looking at her gaze in the military aircraft building, I was afraid that it was from the old patriarch.

The old patriarch replied: "That's right, I saw the architectural drawings of the Military Affairs Office when I was young. At that time, the Mu Mansion was in a strong position and he was very careful."

"Besides, the most dangerous place has always been the safest place."
Chapter completed!