The Ultimate Sword Master

Chapter 2281 The last furnace of pills!

Wu Chengfeng did not recover.

He slowly turned around, leaving his back to Wu Di, and covering up the trace of guilt and unbearability in his eyes.

"You've heard everything, right?"

"I know, it's a decisive battle."

Wu Di sighed with emotion: "After waiting for so long, I finally got this opportunity. This time, I can finally kill! Unfortunately, this is the last battle. If I want to fight in the future, I will never have a chance!"

"Yeah, it's the last battle."

Wu Chengfeng sighed and said quietly: "In these years, I have been busy with affairs in the mysterious world and have paid less attention to you. You won't blame me, right?"

Wu Di was stunned.

"Old man, what exactly do you want to say?"

"It's nothing."

Wu Chengfeng waved his hand: "The war is coming. Whatever you want, just ask."

"real?"

"Of course it's true."

"Well!"

Wu Di rubbed his hands and said unceremoniously: "Twenty thousand pairs of black armor! Brand new black armor! Old man, you know, I haven't heard of a war in these years. The black armor troops under my command have had their black armor patched up." After wearing it and mending it, most of the restraints have been worn away, so where is the defense left? "

"Can!"

Wu Chengfeng didn't even think about it: "Later, you go to the Xuanjia Camp and find Lei Jun. Tell him it's my order and ask him to replenish the black armor for you!"

"And there are pills!"

Wu Dishizi opened his mouth: "Forty thousand anti-god pills, twenty thousand violent blood pills, fifty thousand mysterious spirit pills, sixty thousand..."

a series of.

He quoted huge numbers one after another.

"Go find Mr. Mo."

Wu Chengfeng also did not hesitate: "He will give it to you himself."

"There's someone else!"

Seizing the opportunity, Wu Di simply let go of his appetite and said, "In the last battle, my black-armored army suffered the most casualties. You can provide me with 10,000 men from other places!"

"You pick the person yourself."

Wu Chengfeng said calmly: "The chosen one belongs to you!"

"Any more?"

He slowly turned around and glanced at Wu Di.

Wu Di suddenly stopped talking.

He is not stupid, so he naturally understands that this matter is strange.

"Old man."

He looked at Wu Chengfeng and said seriously: "You know my temperament. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I have a mission for you."

"What mission?"

"Defend the city."

Wu Chengfeng said softly: "Keep the last fire in our mysterious world! I don't care what method you use, no matter how many of your people are killed or injured, but... before the victory or defeat is announced, if you protect those children and one of them is killed or injured, I will take you as the Ask, can it be done?”

Wu Di suddenly fell silent.

After fighting hard for so many years, no one knows better than him how difficult, dangerous, and...impossible it is to accomplish such a thing!

"why me?"

He looked directly at Wu Chengfeng and asked calmly: "More than this, I want to break out of the city and fight with those servants of God. Can't we leave the defense of the city to the two of them?"

"no!"

"Why?"

"They have insufficient cultivation and insufficient abilities."

Wu Chengfeng looked at him and said softly: "Because... you are my son! Only you can do this, it is the most suitable!"

Wu Di suddenly fell silent.

"Ah."

He stopped defending, stood up, and walked outside.

"It's really difficult to be your Wu Chengfeng's son..."

In situ.

Wu Chengfeng looked at his leaving back, a hint of unbearable flash in his eyes, but after all, he did not call him back.

The lips moved slightly.

"Take care, son..."

outside room.

Wu Di paused, looked up into the sky, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly smiled with relief.

"Take care...Dad."

He waved his hand.

He immediately changed direction and walked towards Xuandan camp.

…

"The war is about to begin, why are you running around!"

In the Xuandan camp, when Mo Huaiyuan returned, he happened to see Dan Chen with an excited face and couldn't help scolding him.

"Master, I..."

Danchen shivered in fright and turned around with a grimace.

I saw that his condition was worse than last time.

Mo Huaiyuan suddenly felt unbearable, and swallowed back the reprimand that was on his lips.

"Say it."

His tone was slightly softer: "What did you do?"

Danchen didn't dare to hide it.

He told him about secretly meeting Gu Han.

"And, Master!"

After a pause, he took out another jade talisman and said with excitement in his voice: "That senior provided me with a new idea. There is an explosive pill..."

"That's too late."

Mo Huaiyuan didn't seem to be very interested. He waved his hands and sighed: "We don't have time."

Danchen was silent.

"Master."

After a moment, he whispered: "Senior said that he will definitely win, so let's not die and wait here for his return..."

"Win?"

Mo Huaiyuan sighed again, looked at the sky in the distance, and said softly: "I hope so."

Said.

He waved his hand: "Go back, the war is coming, and there is a shortage of pills on the front line, so we must not slack off..."

Speaking of which.

He paused, looked at the young apprentice whom he regarded most in his heart, and said softly: "Don't overwork yourself."

"Yes, Master!"

Danchen felt sour in his heart, fearing that he would show his weak side in front of him, so he found an excuse to leave.

In situ.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at his figure. As he looked at it, his vision suddenly became blurred, which immediately affected the erysipelas in his body. His body trembled and he coughed violently.

Every time he coughed.

His waist would bend a little bit, and the black air between his eyebrows would increase.

"Master..."

"Go in!"

Dan Chen was about to come over to check on him, but he stopped him: "Don't look back! Don't tell anyone! Just... refine the elixir!"

"...Yes!"

Dan Chen suppressed his grief and entered the Dan Tower.

"Master... take care!"

"... Take care."

Mo Huaiyuan spoke softly.

It was care and farewell.

The master and the disciple understood that although they were only separated by eight floors of the Dan Tower, this meeting... might be the last time.

He forced himself to return to the first floor of the Dan Tower.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at the elixir furnace in front of him and found that the pattern on it was a little blurry, and it was a little unclear.

With his cultivation level.

This was absolutely impossible.

But now...

"Alas."

A sigh sounded.

He understood.

His deadline was coming soon.

"I can't die yet."

"I haven't seen that little brother return victorious! I haven't seen the fire of my Xuanjie continue!"

He took out a black pill and swallowed it with a trembling voice. After a while, his face suddenly became a little rosy.