Chapter 372 General Longwu Moque
【You are stronger than we expected】
Mo Li is dead, but the blue fire in his dim eyes is still flashing, and General Long Wu's spiritual thoughts come out: [The Ministry of Military Affairs estimates that your strength is currently 'nine-three', which means nine levels of internal strength. Endowment, you don’t even have one supernatural power, but your combat power is equal to three supernatural powers]
[Looking at it now, your strength has surpassed the average inner strength and five supernatural powers. I don't know how many supernatural powers you have, but it is probably the '94', or even the highest '95'. It seems that your The Divine Life is also quite high, not inferior to the Emperor’s Blood, and the mastery is extremely deep]
An Jing raised his eyebrows. He also knew that there was a complex set of levels in the martial arts academy, but he never thought that General Long Wu could be so calm, as if the person who died was not his grandson: "You are calm, really not Are you angry?"
[Probably a little bit, but I killed so many monsters and people in Beihai that I no longer feel anything.]
General Long Wu was really calm. He said calmly: [I won’t say anything, ‘Do you want to be an enemy of Dachen? ’ This kind of scene really has nothing to do with Dachen. This matter is a private action of the Linlang Chamber of Commerce. I hope you don’t have any prejudice against Dachen]
An Jing was so angry that he squeezed Mo Li's head harder and harder, causing the flesh and blood to tear and the bones to burst: "You, a group of evil villains, do you still want me not to be prejudiced?
He said with murderous intent: "This is the kind of official and bandit I am killing! "
[Mo Li is not an official, but a common man. In the final analysis, it is just a private fight among the people] General Long Wu corrected An Jing’s description error: [Then again, you are better than my descendants who can’t even kill people. Pleasant to the eyes]
[I like your decisiveness very much. War is like this. It must invade like fire and move like wind. From preparation to action, every step you take is extremely simple but effective. If you weren't only twelve years old, I would I even suspect that you are a veteran]
[This is my attitude towards you and what I want to say to you. You want to see me angry, I can understand your mentality, but I really can’t get angry about this matter]
General Long Wu's voice gradually weakened, and An Jing sneered: "Stop pretending, you may not be angry and don't care about the death of such a grandson, but since you put him here, you must be expecting him to do something." ...The fact that you are talking to me here now is enough to prove that you are emotionally disturbed."
"Are you planning to mislead me, thinking that killing your grandson will end everything? Wait, this matter is not over yet. No matter what you plan to do in Linjiang City, I will fight against you to the end!"
【You are really keen】
Moque was quite surprised and said, "Soldiers never tire of deceit, and he never rejects deception and misleading, so he sighed and said: "In this case, I have nothing to say."
"Then get lost."
An Jing crushed Mo Li's head and completely extinguished the blue flame.
But the head was still full of vitality, and the purple-blue blood mixed with brains was still squirming in the ice and snow. An Jing's eyes swept across the pupils, and the fire mixed with blood evil ignited the essence, and wiped out all the overactive true spirit blood.
The same goes for the body. Anjing used the blood-evil vitality flames to burn and refine it to prevent it from turning into a monster.
In the distance, there is the Baiyuan Domain.
Beihai Great Wall.
There are no coasts or beaches in the coastal area north of Shirakaki. In the cold and dark sea where icebergs drift and hit from time to time, there are countless monsters and strange beasts lurking, whether they are hundreds of feet high. The appearance of a giant fish or a sea moon with tentacles that are dozens of miles long will cause the sky and sea to overturn and roaring waves to rise.
In ancient times, the entire Baiyuan area was a eroded salt-alkali land. The water splashed by the giant sea spirits could cause heavy rains in coastal areas for hundreds of days or even years. If they fought offshore, it would be enough to cause heavy rains for hundreds of days or even years. Billions of waves make thousands of creatures bow to life and death, unable to take care of themselves.
In ancient times there was a god named Yuan Fu. It descended from Taiwei, transformed into a human body, moved mountains and built walls. All intelligent creatures on land followed its footsteps and built walls to resist the tides of the sky and the sea. A long time ago, Father Yuan ascended to the sky and built a moat in the Tianhe River. In this Beixuanji Continent, a continuous mountain wall appeared in the land of Baiyuan, which served as a shield for the creatures on the ground and resisted the invasion of countless demon spirits in the sea.
Among the rolling coastal mountains, at the top of a beacon-like peak, a tall and mighty man with needle-like hair raised his head and opened his slightly narrowed eyes.
He has a strong body, a weather-beaten face, and his shoulders and arms are as strong as a wall. Although his hands are as rough as rusted iron statues and jagged and mottled, they are as strong as eternal rocks. Beat, the perseverance of time flowing.
General Longwu Moque was silent for a while, then shook his head slightly: "It seems that he is really the master of Jiuli."
It would be wrong to say that he didn't care about his grandson at all. The reason why Mo Li was able to follow the Linlang Chamber of Commerce to Northern Xinjiang this time was undoubtedly due to his arrangements.
As long as he could survive this calamity and take credit, Mo Li would be able to become a captain in the army, and his fate would be able to survive the calamity and be reestablished.
Unfortunately, it didn’t pass.
But Mo Que did have too many descendants. He gave Mo Li a chance. The little guy was unlucky and died when he met the gods. It was also his fate. This was the same as being affected by the aftermath of a strong man on the battlefield. It was regarded as an encounter. Just a natural disaster.
He won't be angry. Mo Que's attention is not here. He just thinks silently and imagines a possibility.
"The divine destiny of the Jiuli Soldier Master...if this person really joins the five Chenli Sects and then leads the Chenli tribes to invade Dachen..."
The moment he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but heat up, as if the furnace was rekindled, and a smell like burning coal, with a choking smoke mixed with the rich smell of blood, flashed past.
But only for a moment. Moque raised his head.
He looked beyond the Great Wall in front of him at the smooth sea. He saw the creatures in the sea circling the land shore in awe. However, wherever he could see the mountain wall of the North Sea, there was not even a single demonic spirit stationed there.
That's reverence...and submission. The demon spirits in the sea are obedient to their dragon king on land.
Sensing this kind of awe and obedience, the man's originally hot heart suddenly became cold again. He was suppressed by the cold blue light and became helpless in every possible way.
Things in the north are always so boring.
He closed his eyes again, and the general once again recalled in his dream the blood so rich that it made the sea of ink turn red two hundred years ago, and the killing that heard the sound of dragon cries resounding through the sky.
Only in his dreams could he recall the battles that made his whole body tremble and his blood boil, the conquests that made his whole body tremble slightly with excitement.
[An Jing... Although you are not the one in the plan, you can do it too]
(End of chapter)