The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1111: Take care

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Boom boom boom...

"The Prime Minister passed the order, withdraw troops, withdraw troops..."

There were loud noises one after another, all shouts and roars shook the sky, and the fierce battle at the border between Zhongzhou and Beizhou was intractable, and the four sword kings all attacked together.

But at this moment, a group of figures are like carrier pigeons, flying around in every corner of the battlefield, looking up to the sky and yelling at the manuscript issued by a hundred miles of latitude and longitude.

Squeak!

The body shook fiercely, and the sword that was about to fly out came to a halt, Shangguan Feiyun frowned, and his eyes were full of puzzled murmurs: "You will be done soon, and the troops will be withdrawn. What the **** is doing in the latitude and longitude?"

"It seems that this battle... we have lost!" The stroking of the piano stopped abruptly, and the King of Swordsman pondered a little, and made a faint voice.

For a while on the surface, Shangguan Feiyun roared in great anger: "What do you lose? Where did you lose? We are now in a very good situation. We will take Beizhou immediately. How can we lose? And before that hundred miles of longitude and latitude I promised the old man to help the old man counterattack Dongzhou, and now he is about to be done, but he withdrew so for no reason? I am not convinced!"

"What can you do if you disagree? This battle is the battle of Zhongzhou, and this battle is also the battle between Zhongzhou and the four states. Since the Prime Minister of Baili has stopped fighting, who can fight again? Or you will pick it alone. Four-state powerhouse? Hahaha..." With a grin, Dan Qingsheng waved his sleeves and walked back leisurely.

Jiu Jianxian grinned, and he was also happy, and followed it back: "Hey hey...Don't fight well, so as not to commit another murder, and offend old friends before, it's not worthwhile!"

Qin Se Sword King glanced at the two of them, and then took the piano and left, with a light smile across his mouth. Only Shangguan Feiyun was so angry that he couldn't help but flicked his robe sleeves and went back.

In this way, the prime minister's orders spread to all corners of the battlefield in an instant, and all of Jianxing's combat power heard it, and it was also Mingjin to retreat, returning one after another.

Soon, the battlefield that was still clamoring ceaselessly immediately became silent, and there was no more screaming roar, and it calmed down suddenly...

At the same time, the last two hundred defensive formations were left on the North State border, and the casualties exceeded more than half. Soon the last defensive formation will be captured, then they will end up being slaughtered by the enemy.

The provisional General Marshal Luo Yunhai looked at all this during the war, his face was nervous and his head was full of cold sweat. He never expected that the sword king could be so powerful, and they could barely beat him five times with the big battle. For six days, the Four Sword Kings couldn't stand it up for a day.

However, he still clenched his teeth, clung to it, and yelled: "Send the order, hold on, and hold on for another day, even if the last person fights for me, we will buy time for the rear. , These people must not be able to break through here, ruining the grand marshal’s plan!"

Boom boom boom...

But his cry was instantly drowned out by the deafening explosion. All the people were trembling to deal with the powerful enemy ahead, but he didn't even listen to his words.

With a helpless sigh, Luo Yunhai also let out a long suffocating breath, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. Now all they can do is hard resistance, and there are no more magic tricks and strategies to use. Sure enough, at the end of the war, it is strength to speak. Even if he boosts his morale, he still loses, and the **** is dead, alas!

Huh!

Suddenly, the huge explosion suddenly stopped. Luo Yunhai couldn't help but froze for a while, but he quickly ran to him from the front with excitement on his face, and hurriedly shouted: "Marshal Luo, good news, they have retired, Jianxing has retired. Our battle has persisted, hahaha..."

"What, retreat?" Luo Yunhai couldn't help but feel a little confused. Then he turned to look at the staff officer on the side, the butler Zhuge Changfeng, suspiciously: "Steward Zhuge, what are they doing? How can you retreat?"

The brow furrows deeply and Zhuge Changfeng strokes his beard lightly, which is also unknown.

At this moment, a messenger suddenly came to him, bowed, and handed over a jade slip: "Keep it to the Patriarch, send a message from behind Mr. Leng!"

He took it in a hurry and looked at it intently, but soon Luo Yunhai picked up Jane and fell to the ground severely. He immediately threw the jade Jane to pieces, and said in a rage, "What is going on, this group? Old guy..."

"Why, Patriarch, what happened?" Seeing this scene, Zhuge Changfeng and Zhuge Changfeng couldn't help but look at him together and asked.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yun's face was full of anger, almost every word, and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Leng sent a message, when the Undefeated Sword Master was about to be taken down, the old guys unexpectedly Ordered to be released!"

"What, put it?"

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Changfeng hurriedly said: "What about the steward Zhuo, does he mean that too?"

Slowly shook his head, Luo Yunhai sighed: "I heard that Big Brother Zhuo was involved when the sea monster struck. He has already disappeared and his life or death is uncertain. This decision was made by the old guys!" /

"That's it!"

Nodded clearly, Zhuge Changfeng couldn't help but glanced at the calm battlefield in the distance, and then at the calmer sky behind, his eyes flashed, he already understood everything: "It seems... The high-levels of the two sides have reached some unknown agreement. This war... has made peace!"

"Make peace, how can you make peace?"

He shook his hand bitterly, Luo Yunhai yelled, his face full of dissatisfaction, his eyes were flushed: "Here we are dead, most of the centaur, there are as many as 40-50 million. Later, Mr. Leng said. The news came that in order to deal with the undefeated swordsmen and the others, the number of sacrifices reached 50 or 60 million. Together, we lost 100 million combat power this time. This is equivalent to the sum of the combat power of the three states. The old guy is let go, next time he makes a comeback, how can we still have a chance to organize such a fighting force to contend?"

"Furthermore... the loss in this battle is so huge, we paid such a big price, and we said we won't fight if we didn't fight, those dead soldiers, who is responsible for them, wouldn't they die in vain?"

The brows were deeply furrowed, and Tuoba Tieshan was also full of displeasure. Only Zhuge Changfeng sighed and nodded as if he knew something: "Patriarch, I am sorry for the old man. I used to be a prime minister, serving the emperor. I know what these upper people really care about. I'm afraid this time, when Steward Zhuo, the think tank, is not with them, Baili Jingwei mentally attacked their weakness and took their handles, which made them have to give up. War. As for what they care about, haha... it's nothing more than some private power, and these four states' combat power, in their hearts, I am afraid that they will go back. Besides, the four states have cultivated so much combat power, not for the sake of Consolidate the upper level security?"

"Patriarch, let me tell you the truth in private. Although these high-ranking people around you are all famous and authentic, immortal figures, but after all, in the ocean of power, they are not separated from the duny. You let them It is impossible to abandon everything and sacrifice for the Dao Dao. Maybe they are willing to sacrifice their own lives, but some vulgar things are more important than their lives in their eyes. The same is more important than our lives! Steward Zhuo used to It is not unreasonable to say that there is no desire to be strong. For so many years, the four states have been afraid of even the weak scholars of Baili Jingwei. It is not unreasonable!"

"Yes, Baili Jingwei is a master who specializes in grasping people's selfish desires. In the world, only Brother Zhuo can grasp it in the opposite direction."

Nodded clearly, Luo Yunhai couldn't help but exhale, tears flashed in his eyes: "Speaking of which, butler Zhuge, I think about Brother Zhuo. Although he is missing now, I want to find him. , Take my sister and them together, if I find it, I will definitely not let him go again!"

Beard trembling, Zhuge Changfeng smiled faintly, nodded and said: "The old man knows that the Patriarch has been wronged this time, but after seeing Steward Zhuo, don't cry like before, hahaha..."

"Noise!"

Luo Yunhai gave him a fierce look and shook his head with a smile.

On the other hand, in the depths of the far North Sea, in the enchantment of Fengtianhaiao, Zhuo Fan is still unconscious, lying on the cold frost and snow, his face withered, as if dead.

Querle looked after him, full of sorrow, Hai Ao also looked at him with concern, without first healing himself. But where do they know, grief is more than heartbreaking.

At this moment, Zhuo Fan fell into an endless black hole in his heart. It can be said that as long as he does not want to wake up, he will never wake up...

Tick!

A drop of water dripped on the calm lake, making ripples. In the pitch-black space, a familiar figure sits beside a pool of water with a gray face. Looking intently, it was Zhuo Fan no doubt.

There is dead silence around, there is no vitality, just like Zhuo Fan’s eyes, there is no vitality.

But at this moment, an old hand suddenly slapped him on the shoulder.

Ignoring, Zhuo Fan still sat there silently, his eyes dull.

A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and a rickety figure slowly came to him, and slowly sat down next to him: "Hehehe...you are here again, the old man said, you shouldn't come Is this dark place? I will never get out!"

"Who...who are you?"

Turning his head stiffly with his neck, Zhuo Fan took a deep look at him, but he couldn't see clearly. There was only an outline in the dark, but soon he remembered something and murmured: "You are... Last time..."

Nodded slightly, the old man showed two rows of white teeth in the dark: "Yes, the old man told you last time that whenever you come here, the old man will show up and stop you from walking. It’s just that your life is about to die last time, this time it’s even more dangerous, because your heart is dying!"

"Sorry, let you meet me again!"

"Why, don't you ask who I am?"

"You don't need to ask, anyway, you don't need to know!" With a lonely eye, Zhuo Fan said quietly, like a zombie.

With a grin, the old man couldn't help but shook his head: "Oh, it's a shame to want to die so early. Don't worry, the old lady helped you save her life. If you still want to see her, Just live to meet in the sanctuary!"

"What?" He couldn't help but shake, and Zhuo Fan looked at him in surprise.

Only two rows of white teeth were still exposed, and the figure of the old man was still blurred, but his body was faintly glowing with colorful glow: "Remember that you used to talk about Aiwu and Wu? The same is true for the old man. The old man said, no It will let you walk into the abyss again, and you will definitely do it. Unfortunately, this is the last time. The old man can no longer guard by your side in the future. You have to be more careful and take care!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old man suddenly turned into a colorful glow, disappearing suddenly...