Chapter 587 Not Afraid of Death, only Afraid of Forgetting

"Okay, I can help you!"

Liu Keke was overjoyed, "Thank you, senior."

"You're welcome, I'm helping you because of what you said just now."

"A few words?" Liu Keke still didn't understand.

Xue An stood in front of the window, and said calmly: "The Chinese are indeed a nation full of disasters, no matter in this world or in the human world! But the more it is like this, the harder the bones of this nation will be! "

Liu Keke's expression gradually became solemn, because she thought of those Chinese soldiers on the battlefield who were still smiling even in the face of death.

Then Xue An turned around and smiled at Liu Keke, "Did the Chinese participate in this Thousand Clans Conference before?"

Liu Keke showed embarrassment.

"Speak, don't worry."

Liu Keke gritted his teeth, "Indeed, but every time people go there, they will be teased to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in the room, and the murderous aura was so strong that it almost shattered all the utensils in the room into powder.

Then Xue An raised his eyebrows, "Teasing... to death?"

Liu Keke nodded with difficulty, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Because of the intensity of the murderous aura, she was a little out of breath.

At this moment, Xue An took a deep breath, and the murderous aura disappeared instantly.

"Tell me, what's going on!"

Liu Keke pondered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Every time the Thousand Clans Conference, the ancient Hua Kingdom will send people to participate, but because the Chinese people can't cultivate, so the strength will always be the one at the bottom."

"And...and there are many sects or demons who take pleasure in playing tricks on the sent Chinese, and the result is often that the Chinese are teased to death."

The more Liu Keke spoke, the more trembling her voice became.

Because Xue An's eyes were simply too terrifying.

Not the kind of cold eyes full of murderous intent.

On the contrary, it was very calm, the kind of calm without the slightest wave.

But the more this happened, the colder Liu Keke felt all over.

Because the bigger the coming storm, the calmer it tends to be.

"Continue talking." Xue An said calmly.

"At the beginning, people thought that after a few consecutive deaths, the people of the ancient Hua country would give up, but they never thought that the people of the ancient Hua country or the Chinese people would never give up. Send someone."

Speaking of this, Liu Keke showed a look of respect on his face.

"I once asked a Chinese youth who was sent to participate, aren't you afraid? After all, almost none of the Chinese who came to the Thousand Clans Conference survived."

"But the young man just smiled at that time, and then said in a relaxed tone that I never thought of, even if they die, they will come! Because the Chinese are also one of the thousand races, if they don't come because they are afraid of death, After waiting for a long time, maybe everyone will really forget the existence of the Chinese people, they are not afraid of death, they are just afraid of being forgotten."

Xue An looked indifferent,

But when he heard the last sentence, his eyes trembled slightly.

"In the end, this boy was tortured to death by a demon! I still remember his smile before he died."

Liu Keke raised her head, with tears in her eyes, "Senior, please forgive me for not being able to go down to save him, but I was just a fledgling little girl at that time!"

Xue An waved his hand, "I understand, it's no fault of you!"

Then he said lightly: "When will the Thousand Clans Conference be held?"

"Three months later!"

"Well, then I will go with you!"

Liu Keke's heart tightened, and he secretly glanced at Xue An who was calm.

If the seniors appeared at the Thousand Clans Conference, there should be a real bloody storm.

the second day.

After the rain, the sun shines.

Just above the open space in front of Chidori Castle.

The remains of the Chinese warriors were neatly placed on a temporary platform.

Although Xiaoshui tried his best to let every Chinese soldier who died in battle go away intact.

But there are still a lot of remains of soldiers that are really missing.

In desperation, they had no choice but to ask the paper-wrapping craftsmen to paste the arms and legs with paper to make up the remains.

Xue An stood at the front with a jug of wine.

Behind him is Xiaoshui and all the Chinese people.

No one spoke, and everyone looked at everything in front of them with red eyes.

Some people even started to sob softly.

At this time Xue An poured a glass of wine, slowly spilled it on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Ashes to ashes to ashes, you died for the Chinese, and you are the souls of the Chinese. May your souls not disperse, enter reincarnation as soon as possible, and then become the Chinese!"

As he said that, Xue An wrote a talisman in Lingkong, and said softly, "Go! Remember not to turn back on the way to Huangquan!"

The talisman emitted a golden light and then disappeared.

And these Chinese fighters, some of whom hadn't closed their eyes all this time, finally closed their eyes with a smile at this moment.

Seeing this scene, almost all the Chinese burst into tears.

I don't know who started it. Amidst the crying, people began to sing that battle song again.

"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with my son. The king Yu Xingshi repaired my spear. I have the same hatred as my son!

.... "

The voice became louder and louder, and finally the sound shook the sky, causing the white clouds in the sky to recede.

After the sacrifice, Xue An lit the fire with his own hands.

As the flames rose, these Chinese warriors turned into a wisp of green smoke, roaming around the world without restraint.

After the cremation was completed, the Chinese put the ashes into jars and prepared to take them home.

You can't go back when you are born, and you must be buried in your hometown when you die.

Wait until everything is cooked.

Xue An called Xiao Shui over, and the first thing he said was, "What are you going to do next?"

Xiao Shui replied without hesitation, "Go home!"

"Ancient Hua Kingdom?"

"yes!"

Xue An nodded, "Alright then, I'll take you home, but not now!"

Xiao Shui was startled.

Xue An pointed to the distance, "The Lord Chidori is dead, and his army is almost gone. Is such a large piece of land just wasted for nothing?"

"Brother An wants to..."

Xue An nodded, "Although we killed all those armored soldiers, it's not enough, we have to let these people know how powerful they are!"

Xiao Shui nodded solemnly, "Understood!"

In the days that followed, Xue An casually refined some elixirs for healing and health, and distributed them to all the Chinese people.

After recuperating for a period of time, under the leadership of Xiaoshui, he began to conquer the entire Chidori Kingdom.

At this time, with the death of Lord Chidori, the entire Chidori Kingdom has become a mess.

In particular, even the Black Armored Corps was slaughtered by Xue An, and they were powerless to suppress this chaotic situation.

At this time, the Chinese warriors suddenly emerged, and successively wiped out many forces that had oppressed the Chinese.

This time, the Chinese, who were once considered weak by many people, slapped everyone with indisputable facts.

Combined with the previous rumors.

The current Chinese are well-known in Chidori Country.

Moreover, this reputation also began to spread from the northwest frontier, and gradually spread to Zhongzhou.

And after Qiandiao was pacified, Xue An took everyone to Zhongzhou, preparing to participate in the Thousand Clans Conference.