Museum of Demons

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Gonggong was in a disaster, because the last counterattack of the **** of support and the means of the enlightened beast became extraordinarily difficult, and there were many twists and turns, but in the end, with the efforts of everyone, the entire disaster was able to be resolved. Destructive controls are within the tolerable range.

Post-disaster reconstruction work, and similar treatments, began in an orderly manner.

With time passing day by day.

The torn road is back to normal.

It's just because of the interlacing of the power of the water **** and the power of the **** that supports the sky, resulting in the transformation of a large number of pure water spirit monsters, leaving a lot of trouble, and through this battle, it eventually led to the transcendent being more direct and extensive. The land spread, plus the previous accumulation, the first battle was successful.

"Three fried dough sticks, two bowls of bean curd, and two tea eggs."

With a clear and melodious voice, even if you don't see her face, you can know that this must be a great beauty.

The owner of the breakfast shop stopped in a hurry to tell the stall owner next door that he was bragging about the Five Tigers Breaking the Door Knife that he practiced, but after encountering a water monster, he used the most ruthless trick to chop the water monster directly, Ma Liu prepare breakfast.

A slightly accented voice replied, "No, ten."

He raised his eyes and looked at it. He was talking about a heroic young man, probably a high school student, but with muscular lines, sharp eyebrows, and a ponytail, the woman next to him was, um, very ordinary, wearing a very Large black-rimmed glasses.

The girl helped her glasses and said, "Three."

The Yingwu boy still wants to talk.

The girl stretched out her finger: "I'll give you mine."

"Okay!"

Instant answer.

Huo Qubing and Su Yuer were sitting at the booth, Huo Qubing was very talented, he learned things very quickly, and he was barely able to master modern languages, especially he liked modern food and novelties, and said, "However, you don't want to eat it. ?"

"lose weight."

Su Yuer's words were concise and to the point.

"What to lose weight...Are you good enough now?"

The young man answered casually, but he was not shabby at all when he was eating, and the speed was very fast. The stall owner behind him didn't know that he was frightened by the water monster and his legs and feet trembled. That monster.

Even for a short period of time, he could not accept his current situation.

But when faced with the situation where the obvious monsters appeared in the world, Huo Qubing still chose to draw his sword to fight. He was once a top player in history, and he still survived in the era immediately after the Age of God. Of course, his single strength cannot be compared with that of the overlord. Such a nuclear warhead is not weaker than that.

Killed all the way.

Su Yuer propped her chin up and looked at the young man who was satisfied and devoured. For some reason, her mind was a little dazed. It seemed that there was a desert wind and sand in front of her eyes, and the grand scene of the grassland, the light of the sword, the blood, the majestic sky, and the young general wearing the armor of a big man. Reach out to yourself.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the calmness that was so domineering that it flattened everything.

A sword light suddenly flashed behind the young general.

When Dangdang's voice sounded, when Su Yu'er came back to her senses, she saw Huo Qubing tapped her bowl with chopsticks, and said, "You are staring at me." The young general said concisely.

Su Yu'er wrapped her fingers around the black hair on her temples: "Is there any?"

Huo Qubing said, "Are you still hungry?"

The nine-tailed fox's voice stopped abruptly, and the tone was flat as usual, and said: "No, I'm really looking at you, and I also thought of some legends, legends about you..."

"Huh? Mine?"

"right."

Su Yu'er looked at the young man in front of her and said, "I just don't know, you don't seem to like luxury, so why, in history, you treat your soldiers very poorly... Do you live by your own standard of living, instead of being sympathetic to your soldiers like other famous generals?"

"Huh? That's it?"

Huo Qubing devoured the bean curd brain, then slowly peeled the egg, and said in Han Chinese language: "It's very simple, Miss Su Yu'er, what do you think the army is? And what is a general, what is a general?"

The fox girl never thought of this question.

Huo Qubing stretched out his finger and said, "The army is a weapon used by countries to fight against each other, and a general is a person who holds this sword. He will join the army when he is young. If he is defeated, he will die, but he will fall on the battlefield. Trampled to flesh, and if alive..."

"Then your soldiers will hate you, the families of the dead will curse you, the king will punish you, your own relatives will pay the price for you, or even be killed; and if you win, you will wait until the next battle , Unless the world is no longer divided into countries, the war will not stop."

"It's just going to change the shape of war."

"And such a violent force that maintains the dignity of the country and the country needs peace and friendship? No, no, what it needs is hostility and morale, and generals are related to whether all soldiers have stepped The core of courage on the battlefield!"

"I have heard such stories. Wu Qi sucked pus and blood from the wounds of his own soldiers, but the mother of the soldiers who were treated so badly cried for it. When people asked her why she was so sad, she replied that her husband was also He was treated like this by Wu Qi, so he fought bravely to kill the enemy for Wu Qi and died in battle, and now his son will also die in battle."

Huo Qubing took a sip of soup and said, "I don't need my soldiers to die for me."

"Going to the battlefield is for the sake of the country, or for the sake of status. What they need is that the Lord will lead them to victory one by one; in that era, the confidence of the leader is the source of the army's morale, and the soldiers of our era. Many are illiterate and do not know much.”

"So give them an intuitive image."

"Whenever and anywhere, when they see that their master is still full of self-confidence and pride, even in the midst of siege and desperation, he is still as domineering as usual, instead of talking to them, then they can at least know one thing."

Huo Qubing said: "I will never leave them like Wu Qi."

"I'm still full of victorious confidence!"

"There are generals from generation to generation who pretend to be close to their soldiers to buy people's hearts."

"However, Huo Qubing is only me."

"I'll buy their loyalty with what they all crave."

"That's the victory and the rank that the strategists seek."

Huo Qubing has gradually begun to slowly recover some memories, and he also used to play Cuju as the main general in the camp when there was a shortage of military rations, in order to maintain the military's morale, and Su Yuer also realized that in ancient China, in fact, among the famous generals of various generations, There are only two who absolutely do not follow the ancient art of war.

That is to say, there are two other top-ranking generals who are walking alone on the road of the Four Saints of the Military Family.

Big man, Huo Qubing.

Also, Yue Fei Yue Wumu.

"Is that so..."

Su Yuer replied.

Holding the porcelain bowl in his hand, Huo Qubing felt the delicate touch. Looking at the lively morning market coming and going, his expression softened for some reason, and said, "It's amazing, this is obviously not my hometown, no matter the people who come and go, Still speaking, the clothes are different, but at this time, I think this is actually a corner of Chang'an."

"Like in the West Market in Chang'an, fireworks are roaring."

Su Yu'er replied, "Probably because Yanhuang may not have changed."

"perhaps…"

The famous teenager smiled, "But I will see it with my own eyes."

"Since the so-called Marquis called me back, I am afraid that he needs my spear, but whether this land is worthy of the battle flag of my big man, I have to see it with my own eyes."

Su Yuer thinks that Huo Qubing may really be Huo Qubing. Some people are always destined to make great achievements. Even if they experienced initial hesitation, they can find their goals and direction so quickly. Such people, no matter where they are. There will be no failure anywhere...

At this moment, Su Yu'er suddenly noticed a familiar throbbing.

This is... Daji Empress? !

She turned her head sharply.

In this morning market, people come and go, and the flash of energy seems to be just my own illusion.

…………

And this girl's abnormal reaction was hardly noticed by anyone. It would be better to say that in the human world that is gradually recovering at this moment, such a thing is really simple and ordinary. Huo Qubing looked at the human world at this moment, thinking about what happened before. See the combat level.

Before being sealed into the huge Jiuding in the East China Sea.

Wuzhiqi with white hair and golden eyes stood quietly. As the highest embodiment of the concept of Yanhuang of the human race, it is not the sword that symbolizes the king, but the nine cauldrons that gather the luck of the people of Kyushu. In a sense , this is the highest-level tool for the concept of human race, surpassing Xuanyuan Sword and Chuan Guoyu Seal.

Under the huge bronze cauldron, a calm voice came.

"Wuzhiqi?"

As the existence corresponding to the concept of water flow, Gonggong cannot be killed. Even if it dies in extreme circumstances, it will be reborn with water flow, so sealing it is the best solution. Gonggong said: "You come doing what?"

Wuzhiqi with white hair and golden eyes sat down cross-legged and said:

"nothing."

"Just chat with you, that's all."

"Huh..." Gonggong was noncommittal.

It's just that the sound is suppressed and can't get out.

Wuzhiqi raised his hand and shook the machine in his hand: "So, you were suppressed anyway."

"There should be a lot of time."

"Want to play a game?"

He said: ""Civilization"."

…………

Sneering enlightened, tearing shadow-dragging sword.

and countless hours of loneliness.

Qi suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils contracted violently, and his face was hideous for a moment, but he soon realized that he was not in the place full of pain, his expression condensed slightly, the spring wind was blowing on the grass, he Sitting on the lawn, the scenery in front of me is familiar and unfamiliar.

"Just sleep for a while?"

A familiar and unfamiliar voice, the white-haired potter leaned against the tree beside him, looked at himself with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, I will wake you up when it's time for dinner, So you can sleep slowly."

You can still hear the voice of the girl in the distance.

So Che nodded, closed his eyes again with peace of mind, and put his arms behind his head.

The wind was blowing, and the hair on the temples was slightly raised.

In a city in the world, a black car drove past the land restored by earthen magic and came to the door of an elementary school, then opened the door, carrying a schoolbag, and holding his mother's hand, Tang Nuannuan walked out At the entrance of the primary school, UU Reading www.uukanshu. Com was talking to my mother about today's school life, and suddenly found that my mother's voice was silent and her palms were shaking.

"Huh? Mom..."

She turned her head curiously and saw the young researcher who got out of the car. Although she looked injured and was leaning on crutches, she looked at her familiar face with a smile. She was stunned for a moment, and then Tears quickly filled his eyes.

"dad!"

She pounced quickly, almost jumping into her father's arms as if flying.

Tang Hongzhe let go of his crutches subconsciously, staggered back, tried his best to maintain stability, leaned against the car body, and hugged his daughter.

He stroked his daughter's hair with his chin and whispered:

"Nuan Nuan, Dad is back."

The Taoist driver Zhang Hao turned on the car stereo and listened to the music slowly.

The meaning of every parting is a reunion.

he thinks.

Has it ever been so?

never has been.

PS: Today's second update... 3,600 words, it's a pity, if this book is one volume by volume as before, I should finish writing this volume at this time, and then ask for a day off tomorrow, it's a misstep .

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