The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 618:

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Just like the oath I swore to the Immortal Heaven on the first day, my body and flesh and blood belong to the king of the grassland. I would rather be buried in the belly of an eagle than grow old boringly in bed.

This journey is very, very good.

The group of people came closer. Although they were tired, they were better in numbers. The raised sword reflected the river water, shining brightly.

He Lianzheng turned over, countless wounds were spilling blood, but the light of his sword was faster than the blood, and was thrown in front of the blood.

A man in black fell silently, half of his body turning the river red.

He Lianzheng fought into the enemy group. He seemed to know that tonight was the last battle. After tomorrow, the sun in the north of the mountain would shine on the border of the grassland.

The strange thing is that the three falcons and eight badgers who always guarded him did not follow him immediately.

They are staring at each other.

Then there was a strange exchange.

"I'll go."

"I'm young. It's my turn."

"I'm the older one, so it's my turn."

Another moment of silence.

Ba Badger is still a teenager with a hideous scar on his face. Eighteen years ago, his parents died in a pack of wolves, and the wolves also scratched his face. King Kuku took him with him when he went hunting. When the young son passed by, he thought he was dead and sighed and wanted to bury him. Zatala, who was riding a pony, refused and insisted on feeding him goat milk for one night. The next day, he was alive.

"I'll go." He carefully took out a baggage from under his horse's belly, tied it on his body, raised his head and smiled at San Falcon, "There may be more difficult things to do later, San brother, I want to pick one up. Take it easy."

The face scratched by wolf claws has a scary smile, but a warm expression.

Three Falcons raised his head and patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

"We will still be brothers in the next life."

"Okay."

The words were spoken calmly, and the answers were also calm. There were no hugs or tears, just like talking about the weather.

Then the two stopped talking, each pulled out a knife, and rushed out following He Lianzheng's back.

When they arrived, He Lianzheng's long sword was sticking out of his knees. The light of the sword was like snow, curling leaves and mud. It collided with the opponent's long sword silently and sharply. With a loud sound, golden light appeared, like countless Stars burst into view.

No one saw it, but a colorless light turned and turned like a ghost, penetrated the curtain of golden light, and shot somewhere.

Amidst the loud noise, the two sides retreated and shook each other. A cold smile flashed across the eyes of the man in black, exposed outside the mask.

She is the leader of this operation, leading this group of elites selected from thousands of organizations to go all the way to the Tiansheng border to carry out her master's death order, either to capture him alive or to kill him with a sniper, in order to keep Helianzheng alive. Inland, at this moment, she finally felt that although the task was unimaginably difficult and the sacrifices were unimaginably great, it seemed that it was not impossible to complete.

Her eyes just narrowed.

Then he stared.

On the opposite side, Three Falcon and Eight Badgers rushed towards them. The two of them did not use their swords. Three Falcon reached out and put a hand on He Lianzheng's shoulder, pulling him away desperately, and then Eight Badgers rushed over.

The moment the young man rushed closer, He Lianzheng seemed to want to reach out and grab him, but he was a step too slow and passed him by.

The eight badgers rushed over and jumped into the arms of the leader in black.

"Seeking death!"

The woman's reaction to this kind of physical movement was obvious. She raised her hand and struck down with a knife. Seeing the situation, the other men in black gathered around and drew their swords.

The Eight Badgers refused to evade, and in the blink of an eye he was hit by countless knives. However, he didn't even show any sign of pain. Before the blood flowed out, he hugged the leader's waist suddenly.

Then he whispered: "Die."

"Boom!"

The vibrations were earth-shattering, crimson flames and black smoke flew up between the sky and the earth, and a huge pit suddenly sank into the ground. Vague white and red ones were thrown out by huge air waves in the rising smoke. Drawing a deep red arc under the black sky.

The river was violently turbulent, and a layer of blood-colored ash fell.

A quarter of an hour later.

The smoke cleared and the ground was in a mess. The lives that were alive a moment ago were now reduced to a pile of flesh and bones in the pit, and it was impossible to distinguish who was from whom.

In the distance, at the end of the river, someone was desperately dragging another person away in the water. Even though the loud noise made the person almost deaf, he didn't look back.

The pale blue moonlight coolly illuminated the river, half black and red and half white. The man swimming desperately in the river wiped the water on his face under the moonlight, but it seemed that he could never wipe away the water. , dripping wetly.

The river water is slow and reddish.

The seventh day.

The border between mountain north and grassland.

Beyond the deserted city, a boundary monument stands quietly at the border of the grassland. It is said to be a boundary monument, but in fact it is just a monument carved by the local government to record Tiansheng and the grassland in recognition of his achievements when the Huzhuo tribe surrendered. The monument is a monument to the history of jointly defending against powerful enemies. The monument faces north, which is the boundary of the grassland.

At the end of the sky, two horses are staggering forward. The people on the horses are swaying, as if they may fall down at any time.

Both of them stopped their horses before seeing the obelisk.

"Your Majesty." San Falcon staggered off his horse, walked to the other horse, and said in a low voice, "We...are here."

The man lying on the horse raised his eyes. The colorful eyes that used to shine were only dim gray. When he saw the grassland boundary monument in the distance, his eyes lit up.

Like colorful stars rising in the sky, at that moment his eyes were as bright as glass, astonishingly beautiful.

"We're here..." He mumbled and seemed to want to get up, but after struggling for a while, he still couldn't get up. San Falcon supported him, supported his shoulders, and slowly moved him down.

"King, let's take a rest." Three Falcons squinted and looked ahead, with a sad but gratifying smile, "I'll contact the nearest tent and notify Wang Jun to pick him up."

He Lianzheng wiped his face, wiped away the dust and blood foam on his face, smiled silently, and suddenly walked forward.

As soon as he moved, he almost fell down. San Falcon hurriedly supported him and wanted to say something. He Lianzheng shook off his hand and walked towards the boundary monument. San Falcon had to follow him.

After walking for a full quarter of an hour at a distance of dozens of feet, Helian Zheng almost stumbled all the way. San Falcon gritted his teeth and tilted his head to prevent himself from reaching out to help.