The Original Seeker Chapter 820: 7 mysterious doors

"In general, he is a hapless man who can be seen everywhere in troubled times, with a broken family and death." Bai Mo summed up the memory of his predecessor slightly.

The only thing that might be worth a little money all over the body is an ancestral jade pendant on the neck.

But in this chaotic world where human lives are like grass, the food that can fill the stomach, and the weapons that can save lives, are the real hard currency. In the chaotic army, everything else is floating clouds.

Blood-stained, under the clothes with several big holes torn, the bone wounds of this body before Baimo seized the house, all of which were nourished by the original spirit power of the remnant soul of the immortal, slowly healed.

Of course, the price is that the original soul power that was left before the seizure is even more pitiful now.

However, this is also necessary. The only remaining wisp of remnant soul can no longer withstand the toss of another seizure. Once the body of the newly seizure dies, the once powerful and powerful Immortal Venerable can only be buried with it.

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"Dang! Dang! Dang! After eating, quickly copy the guy, ready to fight with the official dog!" A military head of five big and three thick, holding a broken gong while knocking and shouting.

The big camp where Bai Mo is located is the refugee camp, which specializes in admitting ordinary people like his predecessor who have been displaced by the turmoil.

The rules of the Liuminying camp are also very simple. As cannon fodder, rushing to the forefront consumes the arrows and stamina on the opposite side, and every time you come back alive, you can eat a full meal.

After all, in the era of cold weapons, even the elite soldiers have limited physical strength.

Ten or twenty people hacked to death in a row, the hands will be tired.

If there are fifty people, one hundred people will let them chop them alone, I am afraid they will not be able to kill them even if they are tired.

"Remember the rules, if anyone can bring back an official dog head, he can reward two more buns, and bring back five heads, he can enter the tiger camp, and he will be full of meat!"

"Yes..." The crowd responded weakly.

They have only a few sharpened wooden sticks and bamboos as weapons in their hands. A few of them have choppers that are considered excellent weapons. They want to kill a fully armed officer and then have to cut off the opponent’s head. , The difficulty is not generally big.

However, there is another unwritten rule in the Liumin Camp. As long as you can survive ten assaults, you can enter the veteran sequence of the regular camp. Although you won't have meat all at once, you can still manage the fullness.

Everyone in the refugee camp is dying, and naturally no one wants to say more.

At this time, Bai Mo was standing in the middle of the crowd with a wooden stick at will, using the remaining bit of spirit, to check the jade pendant on his neck that belonged to his predecessor.

Because he discovered that this seemingly inconspicuous jade pendant has some small things inside.

Under his spiritual perception, the inside of this jade pendant showed the four characters "historical text".

Not only that, the four words "historical text" were not written in Daochenjie characters, but written in characters from his previous life on the earth.

"What's the matter with this historical text?" Today, he is just a remnant soul of the Demon Sun Immortal Venerable back then. A large part of his memory has been lost. The word in the historical text is not in memory. among.

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"Follow me! Kill the official dog!"

"Eat the fuck! Wear the fuck!"

"..."

The war will rise, and some simple and rude slogans sounded among the rebels.

Although the slogan is simple and rude, it hits the bottom of the hearts of the volunteers.

After all, those who were able to defect to the rebellion of the rebels had a tragic past that they didn't want to mention again.

"Follow me!"

"Kill one to pay back, kill two to make money!"

"Flush!"

The battle process is very lacklustre. No matter whether the rebels or their enemies, there is no warrior with one enemy and one hundred. There is no shortage of hatred, but long-term malnutrition leads to yellowish skin and weak fighting strength. .

Of course, even on the military side, the situation is not much better than that of the peasant army.

Not to mention the long-term inadequacy of military pay, but also to go through layers of deductions. The real thing that is in the hands of the soldiers is five and one.

Except for the personal soldiers of the generals, they can have enough food and meat to support their daily strength, exercise combat skills, and ordinary soldiers other than the personal soldiers barely make ends meet, and some of them are even forced to enlist in the army. Minfu who has only received simple training.

"How long have I not killed with a weapon?" Holding a sharpened tree branch, Bai Mo stabbed a few times in the melee by feeling, it should have stabbed some muscle-like positions.

But when he wants to kill the killer, he will always have a voice in his mind saying: "People are precious, don't kill."

It is this voice that makes him save five points of strength for every attack.

That seems to be the voice of one's previous life and the next life.

For that lifetime, Bai Mo's memory has been very vague. It's not that Xianzun did not have the ability to remember, but that the remnant soul that escaped, did not record much about the first life of the earth.

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After the less intense battle, Bai Mo returned to the refugee camp. There were some new faces in the camp, and some old faces were missing.

The old man who walked into the Liumin camp surrounded by a group of military men last time, this time came in with a group of military men.

"This, this...and these two, follow me." The old man scanned everyone around and ordered a few young people who seemed to be young.

"Master Mo is dead, don't you guys come out quickly?" The leader of the army lightly kicked the boy closest to him and shouted.

White ink is among the people spotted.

Bai Mo took a look and found that all the people who were spotted were still healthy, and compared to other walking corpses, the eyes were a little bit distressed young people.

"The old man has observed your performance today~IndoMTL.com~ are all people who can barely participate in the entrance examination of the outer door of the Seven Profound Gates. Now I will give you a chance. If you don't want to go, you can leave now. "The old man said without a smile.

There was silence.

"Okay! Xiaoqi, take them to clean up, we will go back to the main hall tomorrow."

"Follow me..."

"Master, I...I still have a young...brother, if I leave, he will definitely not survive. I want you to let me take him." When several people were about to turn and leave, among them A young man in ragged clothes suddenly begged on his knees.

"Take it with you." The old man didn't think much, and left with a light sentence.

The kneeling teenager jumped up on the ground with both hands, and happily rushed back to the private camp to pick up people.

"Qi Xuanmen...the memory of its predecessor seems to have it, it seems that it is a big organization in Taizhou." Bai Mo followed the attendant named Xiao Qi while thinking about this somewhat impressive name.

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