Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

Zhou Buyi's thoughts are just the inconspicuous point of the mighty trend of thought among the hundreds of rebels.

In fact, compared to a hero, he actually needs to try to learn to become a leader-'Taiping', which is not a simple thing that can be accomplished by defeating the demon army, leading the remaining people of China in this hundred. The reconstruction of the dazzling civilization on the dark green wasteland, which is awaiting prosperity, is the important task that their generation needs to shoulder, and the thing that needs to be accomplished most.

At this time, after delivering the long speech, I felt that I was overly addicted to the leader's speech. Su Zhou, who was pretending to finish preparing to return to his hometown, did not hesitate to raise the Blade of Destruction in his hand and hand it to the Confucian sage standing in front .

"Here, return the magic sword to you."

His tone was natural, and Su Zhou really didn’t think about taking the magic sword as his own. Of course, without him, the magic sword would probably not be cast, but the blood, tears and sweat of the countless heroes of the Hundred Rebellion Army for its birth, It is to create its true power.

The cherished materials alone, the blood spilled in the middle of transporting the materials, are better than all words.

"Hey, what does this mean?"

But in the next moment, Confucian Sage didn’t even think about it, and he handed the Blade of Destruction back: "What are you doing, Master Su?"

"The Devil Emperor is dead." Su Zhou thought he didn't know what he meant: "This thing is useless for me to hold." After speaking, he handed it back again.

But the Confucian sage resolutely raised his hand, and then sent the magic knife back again: "Don't, it's better for you to hold it."

——Even if the Blade of Annihilation has the will, I am afraid I would never have thought that there would be such a lack of cards, when being pushed around.

After receiving the magic knife again, Su Zhou blinked. He wanted to continue to put the knife back into the hands of the Confucian sage. Does this person look down on his strength?

But soon, the Shi Sheng on the side stepped forward, gently held Su Zhou’s hand, and persuaded with all his heart: "Master Su, the magic sword may not be tempting for you from Kunlun, but it is right. It’s different for us!"

"This thing has innate power. For me and other ordinary people, it is the same as that of immortality. It is the source of turbulence. But if a grandmaster holds this sword, who can resist its power frontally? He wants to be emperor, we can't resist!"

"The most important thing in order is balance or stability." Dao Sheng also stepped forward and shook his head at Su Zhou: "The stability of the former imperial system that governed everything with the supreme one is perhaps the simplest and most straightforward. The most efficient order."

"But if you encounter a single husband and a villain in power, it will be a catastrophe for the people-therefore, what we are trying to follow now is the way of'balance'... Master Su, even without you, we After slaying the Devil Emperor with the Divine Sword, he also plans to seal it up together."

This sentence is sincere and sincere. Sage Confucian nodded slightly from the side. He stood with his hands behind his hands, and his eyes looked towards the southwest with some wonder: "Of course... it's better not to have that day."

That is the direction of the hometown of Confucian Sage.

"But since you are..., take it back to Kunlun! If one day turmoil in this world rises again, and there will be a group of demons and disasters for the people, there may be a day when you need to hold the knife again to destroy the group of demons. "

These words revealed that there was a little uproar in the ranks of the Hundred Rebels, but now it is the four great masters who are discussing it. Those who are dissatisfied dare not continue to speak up and can only remain silent.

"Uh, seriously."

All said that it was worth it, and Su Zhou wouldn't be entangled, because this idea was actually similar to what he had thought before, but he didn't expect that the other party could even refuse the magic sword... it's hard to understand.

Withdrawing the magic knife and carrying it around his waist, Su Zhou shook his head seriously: "I am just a young man. I have never had such a good weapon in my life. I usually use my wooden spear and fists. You are now saying you want to send me a magic weapon... Then, besides giving in, what choice do I have?"

If you have good things for free, don't be a fool-it's one thing to lose sight of gains, and it's another thing to twitch and lie.

"Haha, your honesty is also one of the reasons we are willing to trust you."

Upon seeing this, Dao Sheng stroked his beard and smiled heartily: "Not only that, we are also planning to cast a statue for you-although the master craftsman is still in the hospital bed, he said, treat him well. , I will personally carve a giant statue that will last forever, so that latecomers can extol your deeds and fame!"

"Uh, is it necessary?"

Although my heart is very refreshing, I even laughed a little at Yala in my heart. "Haha, Yala, I have said long ago, as long as I go out, no matter what the world is, I will definitely be treated with extra courtesy, and I will never be like you. Everyone shouts and beats like that! ’This kind of content, and got Yala annoyed, ‘long-winded! "Such a reply, but Su Zhou hesitated on the surface: "It's a bit of a waste of money..."

"This is deterrence." Rusheng smiled and said to Su Zhou. Then, he turned around, his eyes were sharp, and he said loudly to the silent hundred teams behind him: "Similarly, it is to let future generations know that A demon emperor killed tens of millions because of his desire to be an independent husband, and China was disgraced."

"In order to let future generations know, even if the demon army swept the world and oppressed sentient beings, there would still be a hundred families rising up and fighting with them until the last drop of bone and blood was drained."

"It is also to let future generations know that in this world, there is such a Kunlun traveler who holds a magic weapon and is jealous of evil, who will be born and beheaded because of the chaos of the world."

——If you really want to leave, then become our deterrent.

This is what Su Zhou can hear from these three old masters.

"Yeah... Shenmu condenses its power, and wood energy is condensed. It might be okay if it is a real demon soldier's undead family, but if it is human beings like the Three Sages who are invaded by wood energy and can survive... too much."

"Therefore, I am afraid that after my death, the originally gathered Hundred Schools will fight and split for Shenmu, for such forces as the Blade of Destruction. They want to use my name as a deterrent to deter potential careerists."

Su Zhou is very smart. After eating the fruit of wisdom, he can already understand the deep meaning behind these words and understand everything that the three elders have painstakingly designed for this.

——So, why not?

So, he laughed, turned around, opened his arms to the Shenmu, Su Zhou looked at the undead undead tree with all leaves, and then declared boldly as before.

"Of course—because it is!"

A few days later.

Carrying a large bag of Lingzhi, carrying a brand new Dragonhorn Cross Spear, Su Zhou with the Blade of Destruction slung around his waist, standing on the deserted road leading to the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest ~www.NovelMTL.com~originally The spacious national highway has long been overgrown with weeds, and the shadows of the trees have made it difficult to see the distant roads for a while.

But obviously, no one cares about such trivial matters.

Today, saying goodbye to Su Zhou are the three great masters, as well as Zhou Buyi, Li Daoran, Wei Lie, Liu Xizhao, Fang Hui, the great master craftsman who is still lying on a stretcher, and a group of acquaintances in this world.

"Just send it here."

At Su Zhou's request, this was not a grand farewell party. After all, why do the children of the Wu family need so much entanglement? Go and go, don't look back, where do you not meet in life?

Therefore, Su Zhou clasped his fists in response to everyone who bowed to him, and then turned his head with a big smile, stepped into the air, and galloped away.

"Sunrise Fusang is one foot high, everything in the world is as fine as a hair. The wild man is angry at the unevenness, and wears the eternal sword in his chest!"

"I'm not an ancient person, I drew my sword when I saw an injustice, and when I felt uneasy, I shot it!"

"Everyone, I hope there will be a goodbye day, and I hope there will be no more'goodbye' day!"

When everyone raised their heads again, the figure that Su Zhou had left without a carefree disappeared between the distant wind and the shadow of the tree.

Everything seems to have come to an end... Maybe.

In the high sky, Su Zhou, who was glide in mid-air with wind-assisted power, took out the Celestial Scale. Along with the excitation of spiritual power, the silver light lit up, and it was like a round ball, showing an ordinary earth residence living room inside. The sphere of light of the picture just appeared before his eyes.

Su Zhou smiled and touched the ball of light. Then, the whole person turned into light and disappeared.

—— Riding on the trend, stepping into the dust, singing upright, sing frivolously!

——Walking alone for thousands of miles, strolling in the world, seeing uneven roads, drawing swords to help!

Everything has just begun!

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