burst god

Chapter 1126 Are you willing to practice with me?
Yan Wenchang didn't scold aloud because of his excellent self-restraint.

Is this still the safari in memory?

It's really dark.

If it wasn't for this old fourth who fell here, I'm afraid that he wouldn't even know who the murderer was when he was killed in the end.

He recalled it carefully, and didn't hear any movement at all last night.

With the strength of his first entry into the 11th star realm, he couldn't hear any abnormal sounds. One can imagine how light the strength of this fourth child is.

He bypassed the eyes and ears of hundreds of people without making a sound, and killed an entire group of winged bears without anyone noticing.

As for the glory and majesty that other warriors lamented, Yan Wenchang just wanted to pooh to show nonsense.

Looking at the fan-shaped dead body in the valley, others must have thought that the fourth child was in danger and was discovered by the winged bear group when he cleared the way for everyone, and then retreated and fought under the attack of batches of winged bears, and finally Facing the Winged Bear King, he died of exhaustion, and died together after dying.

But besides himself, who knows that the hunter is hired by the main Tantai family, and the fourth child avoids everyone's eyes and ears and acts alone. That's all.Unexpectedly, after walking too much at night, he ran into a ghost, which turned out to be a flying winged bear. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he had to fight to the death.

Just look at the tragic appearance of the last half of the corpse.

This is obviously stealing chickens without losing money.

Horse, is this worthy of your admiration and mourning?
He doesn't die, and you are the ones who die in the end.

The most important thing is, the fourth child is already like this, and the remaining three can't go to heaven?
Even with the strength of 11 stars, he felt a sense of crisis inexplicably.

The safari was labeled extremely dangerous directly in his heart.

Now Yan Wenchang tried his best not to look at Wu Liangha, for fear that the surging murderous intent in his heart would be caught by the other party.

……

Just when Yan Wenchang was thinking crazy, he didn't know that the three hunter brothers' attention was completely on the fourth corpse.

They are equally bewildered, shocked, painful, and indignant.

The sorrows and joys between people are not understandable, but they have certain similarities.

This is the case at the moment.

"Fourth!"

The third child rushed to the huge corpse of Winged Bear, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Among the four brothers, the eldest brother has never been close to others, and the second child is abnormal by nature and does not fit in with the group. Although I and the fourth child often have quarrels, their relationship cannot be faked.

Who would have thought that after only one night, the brothers were really separated from each other.

"what--"

Depressed to the depths, the youngest hugged his brother's half body and raised his head and roared angrily.

Isn't you invincible in night battles?

Why can't you even run away?

Your character is obviously more cruel than Lao Tzu, why are you fighting to the death with the beast?
However, he couldn't ask these words that might affect the image of the fourth brother, so he could only cry and curse while hugging his brother's body.

Wu Liangha's lips trembled, his fists were tightly clenched, and he was also unable to utter a word.

The hunter who herded wolves and ate sheep turned out to be a fucking hero whom hundreds of people mourned and admired.

This made him feel a burning pain in his old face.

The fourth child was dead, but he was slapping his eldest brother in the face frantically.

So a suppressed roar came out of his throat.

The second child with the scarred face, who had the most ferocious face, was in a rare silence at this moment.

He couldn't figure it out, did the fourth child wake up at the last moment of his life?
"After twenty years of fighting, my old Liu has never convinced anyone, but this time, my old Liu convinced you." A bearded warrior hammered his heart with his fist, and bowed from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that the three hunters were in grief, the rest of the warriors were even more sympathetic.

Without calling, many warriors spontaneously bowed to the corpse of the fourth child to salute.

If the fourth brother hadn't risked his life to intercept such a group of winged bears, last night... many of them would have died in their sleep.

"My condolences to the three safari brothers. Dare I ask the name of this hero?"

When they heard a sincere question from a red-shirted warrior, the three of Wu Liangha broke their defenses, especially the youngest who had the deepest affection and stared at his red eyes and shouted:
"Badarkin! His name is Badalkin!"

what……

Is this the name of the hero who killed the entire winged bear group?

At this moment, everyone deeply remembered the great name [Badalkin].

"Badarkin, our good brother, the real bear slaughterer. I swear, your name will not be buried here!" The voice of the red shirt warrior echoed in the valley.

In this situation, the crowd spontaneously chanted the name.

"Badalkin..."

"...the real bear slayer..."

The voice sounded over and over again, echoing over and over again, for a long time.

Wu Liangha and Yan Wenchang, the two people who had ghosts in their hearts, felt their mouths being slapped over and over again.

But at this moment, they couldn't stop the spontaneous remembrance of these warriors.

I didn't see even the Yan family's military guards showing admiration.

Zhang Xinghuo listened to the turbulent chanting and watched the bloody and tragic battle scene, but he couldn't get emotional resonance.

Because before entering Chongma Town, he had met the four hunter brothers, and their personalities did not seem like people who could do such a heroic act.

So the more tragic the scene in front of me, the stronger the sense of disobedience deep in my heart.

She couldn't empathize, so she could only stand there and watch with a bitter face.

Then she noticed Lu Ze.

With a calm face, it was still those eyes as deep as the stars.

Neither the winged bear nor the fourth child made his expression fluctuate.

"A few friends wish me happiness, and a few enemies wish me death." Lu Ze didn't look back, but said naturally, "Did you say he dreamed that he died on the road?"

Zhang Xinghuo was always inexplicably shocked when he heard the half-understandable words.

"Brother Lu's words are very profound, I don't quite understand them, but I think most people have dreamed about them..."

"Have you ever dreamed about it?" Lu Ze suddenly smiled, seemingly relieved, then shook his head slightly, "That's not what I said."

"what?"

"This is Zhou Shuren's words."

"...Brother Lu, who is Zhou Shuren?"

"Great fighter."

Zhang Xinghuo really wanted to say ah again, but she really hadn't heard it.

"Can I have a chance to meet him?"

"You don't have a chance, but the fourth one has a chance." Lu Ze twitched his mouth, looked at the ignorant girl, and showed a sunny smile, "But I can show you his works in the future."

In the thin fog, the Yan family expedition team, inspired by the fourth child who sacrificed his life for righteousness, completed the spiritual integration and sublimation on the second day after entering the valley.

The spiritual essence of a warrior, the survival instinct of seeking victory against the odds, arises spontaneously from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Lu Ze continued to move forward with the crowd, and it was enough for Badalkin's story to end here.

The story does not have to be told to the end, the goal has been achieved.

The fourth child used his own death to sow the seeds of a fire-bearer in the hearts of hundreds of warriors, and then he deserved his death.

Just as someone thinks it is worthwhile for a group of people to die to bridge the gap, one can also think that it is worthwhile for one person to die to plant a fire for a group of people.

False role models can also inspire real strength.

In the face of the catastrophe of life and death that human beings are about to face, no matter how small the power is, there is still hope.

This is Lu Ze after stepping on hundreds of millions of corpses and breaking through countless falsehoods of life and death.

Since the very beginning, his gaze has crossed the long river of time to look at the boundless depths of the universe.

……

"Brother Lu."

"Ok?"

"If I must die in the future, I will die on this path."

Zhang Xinghuo followed Lu Ze's side, looking forward with bright eyes, stepping on blood and mud, his voice was very firm.

Lu Ze suddenly smiled, very brightly.

This laughter made the girl a little ashamed, and she made fun of her even though she felt it.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ze suddenly stood still, his eyes fell on the dense forest in the valley in the distance, and he said softly:
"Zhang Xinghuo, would you like to practice with me?"

The girl subconsciously stamped her feet, staring blankly at the direction Lu Ze was looking at.

Lu Ze's sudden words echoed in her mind, but in the dense weedy forest, a giant black flower mosquito with the size of a human face suddenly emerged, and its slender steel needle-like mouthparts gleamed with metal. luster.

Then there are ten, hundreds, tens of thousands...

The dense black clouds covered the entire field of vision in just two breaths.

The giant black-flowered mosquitoes, which already numbered more than [-], made the entire team's breathing stagnate, and their collective expressions changed.

The buzzing sound merged into a huge wave, shattering the stones on the edge of the cliff and setting off a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The black cloud turned into a storm, which seemed to come from the mouth of an abyss, and swept towards everyone in the valley with a roar like a hurricane.

At this moment, Wu Wei, who finally came back to his senses, straightened his body in a jerk, and the shrill and sharp whistle resounded through the valley.

"Encounter the enemy - form an array!"

(End of this chapter)