Go to another world with the system

Chapter 500
Mr. Lian Xu raised his eyebrows in surprise, seeing that the others were very accustomed to this, and after one glance at him, they went their separate ways, only a few strong men walked out from behind the patriarch.

Nanzhao's face was livid: "If it wasn't for the curse! You would never have caught me!"

The big guys are big and strong, but their voices are polite.

"What the young master said is true, but isn't it true that you can't use the power of nature now?"

This is a desperate fact!Nanzhao was still struggling tenaciously, unable to shake off the iron-like arms of the big men, so he yelled at Mr. Lianxu.

"Then why don't they come in!"

Someone came with a sword in mid-air. They were monks from Donglin Kingdom. Most of them were dressed in costumes with moon patterns on Lintianmen. Cursing together, the border line of Nanshang Kingdom, which was not lethal at all, would disappear. Is it true? The killing spirit could come in, but Huang Dong told them to wait outside via voice transmission.

Tie Bi also reported to Ling Xi: "The warriors of the Xiqu Kingdom are all ready!"

The patriarch looked at them in surprise.

Mr. Lian Xu bared his teeth.

"If you agree to help, you will definitely help! The kindness of the gods and beasts is very important to us!"

The gate leading to the ground was closed, and reinforcements from the East and West Kingdoms swarmed in, followed by the roar of the beast horde.

Mr. Lian Xu glanced at Huang Dong, and whispered to Ling Xi: "The eldest son is quite accurate in fortune-telling. He said that the focus of this year's beast tide is in Nanzhang Country, and it is really in Nanzhang Country!"

Huang Dong's ears twitched, and he continued to direct the Lintianmen disciples to form formations.

The people of Xiqu country clenched their fists.

"I heard that there are no evil cultivators making trouble this year?"

The people on the side nodded: "Master Wushuang's calculation is unmistakable!"

"The eldest son is indeed the new Peacock of Destiny of our West Country!"

The roar of beasts resounded all around, and the monks of Donglin Kingdom and warriors of West Wu Kingdom who had been prepared for a long time immediately gathered their spirits and focused on the coming beast tide.

In the underground world, Nanzhao is still in a daze.

"Why, why did people from Donglin Kingdom and Xiqu Kingdom suddenly come?"

The patriarch was silent.

"For so many years, they have been standing idly by. This time, they suddenly said that they wanted to help. Do you want me to thank them?"

There was dissatisfaction that could not be concealed in his tone—for hundreds of years, he had never heard of people from those two countries helping in winter. Once the homeland was destroyed and rebuilt, I forced myself to turn a blind eye to the desolation and deafness to the rumble above my head, but every time I mentioned it to the patriarch, he always said earnestly that he didn't understand.

"Old guy, can you tell me now? I don't understand, what is it?"

The patriarch sighed, as if he had expected such a day long ago.

"You should know the battle between Donglin Kingdom and Xiqu Kingdom and the Ghost Emperor 500 years ago?"

Of course I know, didn’t the curse appear at that time!
The patriarch's expression was complicated: "Have you ever thought about why we, the people of Nanshang Country, are not mentioned in the legend?"

Nanzhao's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic: "What do you mean?"

The patriarch said quietly: "As you guessed, no one from Nanshang Kingdom went to that battle..."

What!For such an important matter, the clansmen actually did it like a turtle!

"Donglin Kingdom and Xiqu Kingdom both paid a terrible price for resisting the Ghost Emperor in that battle, while Nanshang Kingdom never even showed up. Do you think we have any right to be dissatisfied with them standing by and watching?"

Nanzhao's eyes were full of shock: "Impossible! We people from Nanshang country, how could this happen!"

So timid!So selfish and shameless!
His whole world seemed to be collapsing, and the teachings he had heard in the past were like slaps on the face, and he stepped back fiercely, shouting: "I don't believe it!"

Seeing his figure running away, Xiao Dong asked worriedly.

"Patriarch, is this really okay?"

The patriarch seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, with a sad face and a wry smile.

"Otherwise, what should I do? Tell him the truth and let him know what his people have suffered?"

(End of this chapter)