Cold Pride CEO and Her Personal Soldier

The situation is too stiff.

Everyone present was nervous and couldn't say anything.

One side is the blood witch line curse, the other is the Fuyin curse. Both sides are dead, which makes them feel desperate.

"God molocha, what have we done wrong? Why punish us like this?"

Someone knelt on the ground and prayed to heaven. The whole person looked as if he had collapsed.

"Stand up!"

Atulu shouted angrily and scolded the man.

"And us!"

At that time, people from the old school also stood up one after another and faced off with those from the new school.

"With us, we won't put the people in a dilemma!"

"Why are you?" Ah kundi said coldly.

"Because I am Arturo, because I have people in my heart!"

"I have people in my heart, and I am in my people's heart. Arturo, you are rebellious and will eventually fail!"

"Hum, it's ridiculous. Can you say a few words?" Ah kundi smiled and was not afraid at all.

Arturo ignored akundi, but shouted to a group of people of Lingwu family: "Zu Xun has a word, close the mountain for cultivation and wait for the opportunity to go out in the future, but we have already forgotten our original heart and forgot ourselves for the small profits in front of us!"

"How many people died and how much blood did our ancestors shed in order to let us enter Hongmeng and avoid the forces of those Outlands in exchange for our short peaceful day?"

"At present, just because of the lack of cultivation resources, you join the new clan. In this way, how can you afford those ancestors who died for future generations?"

"It's true that you're not feeling well, but the current suffering is just for our family to continue the glory of the peak period in the future. The Lingwu family, since its records, has inherited the race that existed in the last era for countless generations and has never broken the incense. Why?"

All the people of Lingwu clan stopped talking and stared at atulu.

"Heart!"

Arturo said in a deep voice and gave the answer.

"Chuxin, this is the reason why our Lingwu family can always inherit and never break the incense!"

"If you don't forget your original heart, you can always!"

"For the great righteousness of our family, we are willing to throw our heads and sprinkle blood, which is the original heart of our family!"

"But you have completely forgotten this!"

"Some people, in order to benefit by all means, display all kinds of dirty activities, and even do not hesitate to squeeze the people. Some people, because of the individual oppression in the family, blame their anger on the whole family and rebel against our family. Others don't know what Yin and Yang heaven and earth are. A few words from others can make their blood surging and forget themselves!"

"If you don't change your mind, there will be difficulties for the new clan school today. Even if it is really resolved, another new clan school will be born in the future!"

"Your original heart has long been gone!"

"Only when all the people unite as one, the Lingwu family can last forever!"

"But... We regret it now. It's too late!"

Some people said.

"The people of the new clan intimidated us, and now they put down this blood witch line curse. What should we do, Lingwu clan?"

"It's not too late. Now is the best time!"

Agsu stood up, looked at atulu, and then said, "a single spark can start a prairie fire. There are only 20000 new ethnic groups, but there are hundreds of thousands of our ethnic groups. There is no need to be afraid of them. Now the key is to rise up against the new ethnic groups. To resist them is also to resist our own fate of destruction!"

"The Moroccan God looks at us in the divine world. We want to let the Moroccan God know that our spiritual witch family is also capable, not only under its command forever, like a flower in the room!"

Arturo also looked at agsu with approval, as if to say that my grandson has finally grown up.

"Kill!"

I don't know where it sounded. Suddenly, people in the Lingwu clan rioted and began to rise up and fight against the people of the new clan. All kinds of witchcraft and spells were used with powerful means.

"You want to die!"

Afak said coldly, not afraid of these people at all.

"People of the new clan, suppress them for me!"

The new clan has only 20000 people, but these 20000 people are the most elite of the clan, and their combat power is quite strong. In his opinion, 20000 people are enough to easily suppress these "mobs" of Lingwu clan!

"People, don't be afraid. We won the opportunity ourselves!"

Agsu drank, and the whole person was boiling with blood. He rushed to kill with the people of the new clan together with the others of the Lingwu clan.

"Kill!"

There were countless shouts of killing. All the people of Lingwu clan were red eyed and fought with the people of the new clan.

"Anyway, being touched by the blood witch line curse is also dead. Being engraved with the Fuyin curse is no different from death. It's better to work hard with the people of the new clan to kill one without loss and two for profit!"

"Yes, the new clan has suppressed us for a long time. Now it's time to find them to calculate the general ledger!"

They have boundless momentum. Although the strength of the new ethnic group is much stronger than them, their momentum is not weaker than them. So that the people in the new ethnic group are frightened by these desperate ethnic groups for a time. Their momentum is suppressed, but they fall into a disadvantage.

"Brothers, we also kill and fight with them!"

People in the old school drank more, and everyone was full of infinite confidence.

From beginning to end, they adhered to their ancestral teachings and fought against the people of the new clan. Even now, there are more than 30000 people. Although they are far weaker than the new clan, their hearts are firm.

Even before, they had been desperate and felt that they could not turn over the plate, and they had never moved their mind, especially now.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire. The new clan faction has bullied the people for too long. It has already ignited the fire in the hearts of the people. Now, its anger can't be stopped by ten new clan factions!"

Many people in the old school think so.

However, as determined as they are, they also feel a little dreamy at the moment.

Everything happened too fast!

Not long ago, they were still desperate, because the situation was too unfavorable and there was almost no chance of turning over. The elite of the old school died, and the 20000 elite of the new clan school were there. In addition, all the five elders were in the new clan school, and one person could easily fight 10000 people.

Previously, zhidora was willing to give up the position of spiritual daughter for the survival of their old school.

However, at present, everything is not important. The situation has been turned around.

The words of atulu and agsu were like a fuse, which ignited the introduction of the war and made the ethnic people wake up, rise up and fight against the people of the new ethnic group.

At present, the Lingwu people are powerful, and the people of the new clan obviously have strength, but they have a feeling that they are oppressed miserably.

"The Lingwu clan will never die!"

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