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A familiar voice rang in everyone's ears, including the eight members watching the battle, including the silent Emperor Soul team, including Yang Jing and Xi Yuhuang in the fierce battle!

"Brother Cheng?" Xu Yun and the others turned around involuntarily, just in time to see Di Cheng, who was being carefully supported by Xiao Feng and Sun Qi, slowly coming to the gate of the city, with a weak nirvana, a pale face, and a little bit of difficulty. The slow pace made everyone secretly startled, and hurried over to help レ&spades思&heartsroad&clubs客レWelcome to reading

"Is this play... good?" Di Cheng gasped weakly, his cold eyes swept over everyone, the sharpness and coldness in them, the power and pressure contained in them forced Xu Yun and others to stay where they were. land

Di Cheng's injury made him want to come over to help, but he could feel the obvious anger in his eyes. Looking back on the many reprimands in the past, this time... really felt a little guilty...

"Brother Cheng, Emperor Xi Yu..." Sha Lang coughed a few times, and walked up quickly. As the captain of the guard, he originally had some right to speak, but...

"I'll settle the score with you later!" Di Cheng stared at Sha Lang coldly.

"Ao" Sha Lang was obviously taken aback

"Brother Lang, shhh!" Xiao Feng and Sun Qi quietly gestured to Sha Lang, grinning and beckoning him to shut up quickly

"I..." Sha Lang still didn't understand what was going on, and was about to speak when the eldest grandson Qianwen who accompanied him held him down with his eyes again.

Di Cheng weakly coughed a few times, with traces of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. The many brothers who watched him were worried, but the more they were like this, the more oppressive they felt, each of them bowed their heads hard, as if they had made a mistake child, even breathing as gently as possible

Even the three daughters of Ye Wantong who had just followed after getting the news were secretly surprised, and wisely chose to keep silent

With the support of Sha Lang and Sun Qi, Di Cheng slowly walked forward. The walking was very slow, and it was difficult to hide the difficulty, weakness and pain. Under the sun, people could vaguely see Di Cheng's back. The sweat that emerges is cold sweat!You can even see the silent spread of blood on the bandage, that is oozing!

"How is this good?" Xu Yun and the others were anxious and worried, but no one had the list to move forward, so they could only stand still and worry

"Brother Cheng, why did you come out?" Yang Jing's anger was slightly suppressed, he stared at Emperor Xi Yu coldly, thrust the tungsten gold stick into the ground, and quickly walked towards Di Cheng

Di Cheng has just undergone an operation that lasted more than 20 hours, and he was in a coma for three days. It is conceivable that his body is weak, and the pain of the wound does not need to be explained. Normally, he would not care about the road. This time it will be so long How long it was, when Yang Jing ran over quickly, a strong sense of suffocation came to his brain, his footsteps faltered, and he almost fell to his knees

Xiao Feng and Sun Qi hurriedly supported him steadily, "Brother Cheng, rest first"

"Brother Cheng" Yang Jing also hurried over to help

Di Cheng closed his eyes to catch his breath, waved his hands weakly, and then stood up straight to face Yang Jing's careful support and Yang Jing's concerned eyes, but Di Cheng looked at each other coldly at this moment...

Didn't speak, didn't respond, just looked at, coldly and quietly, looking at those bloodshot eyes

Yang Jing's hand stopped in mid-air, and he was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help avoiding it. As the person who has been with Di Cheng for the longest time, he can catch something timid from this look

Di Cheng stared at him for a full 3 minutes, then turned his eyes away, looked at Emperor Xi Yu who was not far away, looked at each other slightly, and stepped forward

"Brother Cheng, Emperor Xiyu..." Yang Jing's Di Chengping hastily called out

What can be exchanged is...

Snapped!A crisp slap sounded, and a clear palm print appeared on Yang Jing's cheek

Yang Jing was staggered a few steps by this slap, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he stared blankly at Di Cheng, for a moment... stunned...

Not only he was stunned, everyone was stunned, the guards on the city wall even opened their mouths, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief, their brains were a little blank

The entire area was completely silent, everyone... stared at the front... fixedly looked at Yang Jing... Di Cheng...

What echoed in my ears for a long time was that loud slap, for a long time... echoed...

brain...blank...

Di Cheng coughed a few times with difficulty. Because of the excessive force, the wound was obviously pulled, and the severe pain hit the nervous system again. It took a long time for him to recover from the groggy feeling. He looked at Yang Jing coldly, and only said One sentence: "I thought you were mature!"

A word of 'I think', a word of 'mature', and that icy cold look, containing a little anger and even a little disappointment, at this moment, only Yang Jing can really feel it, really... hair jam...

The people in the distance couldn't hear what was said, but Xiao Feng and Sun Qi beside them heard it clearly. In this situation, they can also feel the weight of being Di Cheng's number one confidant. Tell me, how cruel it must be!

Yang Jing touched the palm of his cheek and looked at Di Cheng: "I...Brother Cheng..."

"Go back!" Di Cheng didn't answer any more, and wanted to continue to walk a few steps forward, but the effect of anger attacking his heart was too strong, and his brain felt a little depressed, so he could only stand where he was, looking at Emperor Xi Yu from a distance. , didn't say much, only one sentence: "Go home"

After finishing speaking, with the support of Xiao Feng and Sun Qi, he walked slowly to the base

Meiyan let the wheelchair out, and Ye Wantong and Annie quickly pushed it up. Di Cheng sat on it carefully without hesitation, unable to support his heavy eyelids any longer, shaking slightly, and fell into a coma

"Mr. Changsun, hurry up!" The two girls called out eagerly, and carefully and quickly pushed Di Cheng back to the base. Others also panicked and hurriedly followed

"Both of you, go home. This is a family ugliness, not a foreign affair. You can clearly distinguish energy dissipation." Changsun Qianwen looked at Yang Jing, then at Xi Yuhuang, shook his head, and returned to the base

The atmosphere at the top and bottom of the city gate fell into an unusual and weird atmosphere. Everyone was stunned, timid, and a little nervous by the scene just now. He rushed to the emergency center in a wheelchair, and Yu Yan and others in the Emperor Soul team stopped paying too much attention, and quietly left from the crowd

Yang Jing turned to look at Emperor Xi Yu, clenched his fists slowly, the resistance and anger in his eyes still hadn't completely dissipated, but he didn't continue to say anything, grabbed the tungsten gold stick and walked away, only the palm print on his cheek burning sting

Xi Yuhuang looked at the base in front of him calmly, and finally felt a little touched in his heart when he saw the busy crowd, because of that slap, because of that two words that couldn't be calmer... Go home...

The calmer and more casual, the more different touches in Emperor Xi Yu's mind now...

...go home...go home...go home...

……Home……

A long silence, a long pause, a long absence, finally, slowly lowered his head, looking at his feet

step forward?Still stop, or...turn around and leave...

On the top of the watchtower in the base, Yuwen Huangxue was still immersed in the deep touch, staring at the figure of Emperor Xi Yu from afar, with emotions that he couldn't even explain clearly in his eyes, but it was undeniable Yes, the hands behind his back... finally maintained an attacking posture!

"The overall situation of the world in the future, our ultimate enemy will be Tianmen after all, this...it is undeniable..." You Ling didn't know when she appeared beside Yuwen Huangxue, her hoarse and cold voice was clear in Yuwen Huangxue's ears sounded

Perhaps, this is the first time You Ling has spoken to Yuwen Huangxue since she stayed in the Emperor Soul, and it is also the first time she mentioned her own opinion

If it was a flat tide day, Yuwen Huangxue would be happy about it, but now, all the attention is focused on the black figure in the distance, and there is a long silence, only murmuring to himself: "Old living Buddha... you ...What exactly...what do you mean..."

"Yuwen Huangxue, show your hidden power. If you keep silent, the brilliance of Tianmen will eventually cover up the saints." You Ling said bluntly. At this moment, the sharp eyes covered by long hair slowly turned to Yuwen Huangxue.

Hidden power?He can be sure that Yuwen Huanxue's power is definitely more than the part shown today!Otherwise, why did Skynet deliberately release him and insist on an 'alliance' with him!After the betrayal, why hasn't he punished him for many years?If it is said that there is Tantric sect behind Tianmen, forcing Skynet not to send out the strongest killer troops, then... what is Yuwen Huangxue relying on?

The ancient clan that has been inherited for more than a thousand years in China, the person in power behind the scenes at the Khamba training camp, the number one holy place for black boxing, really has no trump card? !

Although You Ling has a gloomy heart and a vicious way of dealing with things, but... his eyes... see through...

Yuwen Huangxue must have a killer move!There must be support!who is it?where?what is itPerhaps, even Gao Sen didn't know about it!

At the eastern corner of the city wall, Fang Zhongshou did not leave either. His eyes behind the blood-colored lenses stared at Emperor Xi Yu in the distance for a long time.

He saw the scene just now, and he could feel it clearly!

A long time without ripples in the sea of ​​hearts, finally a few ripples appeared

The decision that has been made some time ago, but now there is a crack, is it going?stay?This decision, the final decision, the permanent decision, how to choose?

"Tianmen...the number one...door god..." After a long silence, Fang Zhongshou spoke out softly, intermittently, hoarsely and in a low voice. Did he say it out of emotion, or did every word have his own special meaning?

Or maybe, this is his Fang Zhongshou's final decision!

Who can tell clearly?

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