Reaper's Wings

Time: 13-11-02

Bi Fang and Wang Dong, a martial sage and a famous general in the world, deserved to be South Korea's Dinghai Shenzhen, but now the two suddenly came with a secret letter saying that they were leaving, Han Dingtian couldn't keep calm no matter how good he was. And with some guesses in her heart, she immediately informed the other two martial saints in Luoyang City, Fan Ganfu and South Korean Emperor Uncle.

Both of them knew the importance of this matter, so the three of them dared to come to the northwest land without saying a word. They needed an explanation, but Bi Fang didn't have anything to explain to them, but suddenly said: "I and Wang Dong has already made arrangements, and after we leave, Her Majesty the Empress will act according to Wang Dong's arrangement so that the northwest will not be lost, and the iron cavalry of Western Qin will not step into South Korea."

Hearing Bi Fang, Han Dingtian frowned. The three martial sages came all the way, but it was not enough to hear Bi Fang's explanation. As soon as Bi Fang's words fell, Uncle Nanhan opened his mouth .

"Guarantee, how do you guarantee, how do I know if you are going to other countries."

South Korea's uncle is not polite. He is the guardian of South Korea and a member of the royal family of South Korea. Now that South Korea is stronger than ever, he will become a witness to the expansion of the South Korean Empire. No matter what Bi Fang and Wang Dong have in mind , Their departure is something that South Korea's uncle cannot tolerate, so there is some sarcasm in his words.

It's a pity that his prestige was not played at the right time. For Bi Fang now, it would be the best of humanity to be able to wait here for them to come over.

So the air froze in an instant, and the South Korean emperor who was still somewhat righteous just now suddenly became hoarse, and his eyes were full of fear, not only him, Han Dingtian and Fan Ganfu also suddenly felt that their bodies were no longer under control. The proud Tao seemed to have disappeared. Although it was still floating above the northwest land, they felt as if they were in a foreign country, and Bi Fang was the king in front of them.

A king known as the Demon Lord.

During the whole process, Bi Fang's gaze never left the direction of Zuyuan Mountain. He just looked at it like this, as if he didn't know the fear of the three people behind him under his sudden burst of pressure. He continued: "My hometown is in the mountains. The other side, the other side of Zuyuan Mountain."

Bi Fang said very lightly, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of the three martial sages, causing them to think that what they heard was wrong, and then they heard Bi Fang continue: "I was injured over there, Then came here to heal, and now I'm healed, so it's time for me to go back."

After saying this, Bi Fang didn't say anything more, but the hearts of the three of them set off a huge wave. Is there really a world beyond the mountain?

is this real?

But Bi Fang was destined not to answer them this question.

As if it was just a moment, and it seemed like a long time, the three of them regained control of their bodies, but Bi Fang had long since disappeared.

"How could this be?"

Uncle South Korea feels a little unreal. He has not returned to the taste until now. At that time, they were really like children in front of Bi Fang. They were as ridiculous as clowns when they were already at the apex of this world. For them, such a gap is really too big.

"Let's go back!"

Han Dingtian didn't answer Uncle Huang's question because she didn't know how to answer it.

"Go back, just go back like this, I don't know if Bi Fang and Wang Dong have tampered with the Fourth Army, do you believe what he said!" Nanhan Huangshu looked at Han Dingtian and said a little excitedly.

"Do you really think that if he wants to do something, he still has to use his hands and feet?"

Han Dingtian's words reminded Uncle Nan Han of his fear just now, so he remained silent.

And Han Dingtian looked at the barracks of the Fourth Army on the northwest land under his feet, finally sighed, turned around and flew back, there are still many things waiting for her to deal with in Luoyang City, let the Fourth Army be managed by the Fourth Army, And she also wanted to digest what she just heard from Bi Fang's mouth.

……

……

"Drive, drive!"

On the official road leading to the northwest land, a horse was galloping wildly, and the leather whip in Song Dong's hand was twitching constantly. This was already the fourth horse he had changed, since he received his father's secret letter After that, he never stopped on his way. If Bi Fang and Nu Yi hadn't discovered something, he might have let Tan Lang lead him to fly.

But in the end, under the persuasion of the death scythe, he still gave up. This sudden departure must be directly related to Bi Fang. If Bi Fang discovered his secret, something might happen again.

With a crack of the whip, Song Dong's horse did not speed up any more, but slowed down a bit. Song Dong knew that this horse had reached its limit, and he needed to change another one, but when he raised the whip again , but suddenly forgot to put it down.

Suddenly he threw away the whip in his hand and pulled the reins.

"hiss!"

The front of the horse jumped up, and Song Dong also jumped up from the horse. The young man's face flashed with excitement, because he saw two familiar figures in front of the official road.

Adoptive father Wang Dong and Uncle Bie Zhe.

How could they be here, could it be that they couldn't wait to leave?

"Father!"

When the parting came, Song Dong found that even though he was a man in two lifetimes, he couldn't restrain his emotions, and he threw himself directly in front of his father.

"East!"

Wang Dong, the divine fortune teller, has become more and more able to control his emotions since the power of his bloodline began to exert its power. He has arranged so many things for the Fourth Army with ease. Even in such a short time, he can He made the most correct arrangement, but when facing this young man called his father, he could no longer restrain his emotions.

Holding his son in his arms, Wang Dong shed two lines of tears.

"Okay, stop crying, you are already a man."

The two father and son looked at each other on the official road, feeling each other's warm emotions. They both knew that this separation would be a long, long time.

"Brother, Dong'er hurry up and talk about things, the army commander won't leave us with too much time!"

"Uncle Bie Zhe!"

Song Dong looked at Bie Zhe, but found that his face was also covered with tears. Seeing Song Dong looking over, he said this, and then turned his face away.

"Okay Dong'er, since we are men, let's communicate in a manly way!" Wang Dong controlled his emotions and said, "Father is leaving, going to a far away place."

"I know!"

"Father doesn't know where he's going, and whether he can come back."

"I know!"

"You have to take care of yourself after your father is gone."

"I know!"

"Don't worry about me and you, Uncle Bie Zhe."

"I……"

Don't worry, can you not worry?

Seeing Song Dong's appearance, Wang Dong patted his head and said, "My son has grown up, I'm relieved!"

Worry is the beginning of responsibility. A boy who dares to take responsibility is a man.

Wang Dong suddenly took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to Song Dong: "This is the Qingfeng Dan that my father asked you from the commander. You can take it with Qingfeng Jue at the peak of the martial arts master. You can use it according to your own combat characteristics. Developing your own functional effects will be beneficial to your future cultivation!"

"Breeze Pill?"

Seeing his father Wang Dong's serious expression, Song Dong knew that this Qingfeng Pill might not be as simple as he said, and this time he saw his father and Uncle Bie Zhe, and he found that both of them were already at the peak of great martial arts masters, and they were only one step away from Wu Zong. They are far away, but he can feel that the aura of the two great martial masters is a little different from other people's, and it feels more erratic, and the vitality of the surrounding world is more agilely dispersed around them, and they already have some characteristics of Wu Zong.

"Yes, besides this, there is one more thing my father wants to give you. This is what I have been preparing for you all these years."

"Always prepared for me?"

Then Song Dong saw his father Wang Dong take out another thing from his arms, it was a token, a token with a chariot printed on it.

"What is this?" Looking at the appearance of this token that he had never seen before, Song Dong asked strangely.

"Dong'er, you know that our Fourth Army has four core corps, but my father has been training the fifth core corps these years. I call it the Chariot Corps, although they only have [-] now, and the soldiers inside are very They are young, but they have potential, and my father believes that they will shock the world one day, and now my father will entrust these ten thousand people to you!"

"Chariots!"

Hearing this strange soldier and looking at his father, Song Dong felt a strong paternal love. It turns out that my father has been doing a lot for me.

Suddenly Song Dong saw his father and Uncle Bie Zhe's bodies tremble at the same time, obviously someone was transmitting their voices to them, and sure enough, he heard his father say: "Dong'er, father is really leaving this time."

Bie Zhe also came over at this time, gave Song Dong a deep hug and didn't say anything.

"Father, Uncle Bie Zhe." Song Dong said in a dull voice, "Take care!"

Then suddenly he became firm and excited again: "I will definitely go to find you!"

"Okay, Father and Uncle Beezer are waiting for you."

As soon as his father's words fell, Song Dong felt a strange energy reaction that he had never felt before, and then his father and Uncle Bie Zhe disappeared at the gap that suddenly appeared in the air.

It was less than a second before and after, as if everything was so unreal, and at this time the voice of the death scythe said just right: "The space is torn, this Bi Fang looks really not simple!"

"not simple?"

Song Dong looked up at the sky, no matter how difficult it was, no matter how long it took.

"Father, I will definitely go find you."

……

……

"Looking for?" A smile appeared on the corner of Nuyi's mouth above the sky: "Without the sacred artifact that tears apart the space, it is impossible for them to leave this closed world."

"Nuyi, don't underestimate the human race, they still have great potential."

"Yes, Master!"

"Wang Dong and Bie Zhe are back, it's time for us to go."

"Finally going back!"