Chapter 456: Bai Shuai, Are You Back?

In foreign battlefields, there are no seasons.

In most areas where ancient cities are located, the climate tends to be constant, and even energy storms are rare.

There were strong winds and heavy rain, but I never saw white snow.

Except in the north and on some towering peaks, it is extremely rare to see snowflakes all over the sky.

But today——

As one of the seven royal capitals, Tianshu City suddenly started to receive snowflakes.

Without warning, gentle and turbulent.

So much so that some warriors who returned from the killing couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, I left, and the willows were still there. Now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling..."

The sudden heavy snow continued to spread.

All Yanhuang territories gradually turned into silver.

…

at the same time.

On the southeastern border, Moyan City.

The fighting here has never stopped.

But no matter what methods Lou Shiyong adopted, the Daxia side would always keep the walls clear and never leave the city to fight.

This kind of defensive momentum would not last long.

After all, the ancient city's built-in defense system has a cool-down period and consumes a lot of money, so it cannot be turned on for a long time.

Fortunately, with Liu Qingyao on guard, the situation can be maintained with the help of the foundation of ‘Moyan City’.

On the east wall, Liu Kui looked at the vast mountains and plains with a calm expression.

In the battle when he sniped at Youdu's army, all of his division was killed, and he was left with only a broken body and his last breath.

But when he is about to die.

He was rescued by Liu Qingyao again.

"It's the ninth day."

"Shuai Bai, are you here..."

Liu Kui murmured to himself, looking dazed.

Mo River City has been renamed 'Mo Yan City', all major and minor affairs have been handed over to the Mo Yan Clan, and the role of city lord is being handled by Duan Guyan.

At first, Liu Kui was not too reassured.

It can be seen that after seeing the former's method, he no longer has any worries.

He just wanders around all day long, like a zombie, walking silently everywhere in the city.

In addition, they climbed up the city wall and stared in the direction of the Royal Court of Youdu.

The once domineering and heroic general seemed much older. His temples were gray and his face was unshaven.

After a long time, he logged into "Xuan Guan Yuntai" and found the book skillfully:

[The battlefield diary of a poet who is afraid of death]

"March 3, heavy rain"

"The Zerg novel I wrote on the platform has been discontinued, and many people are criticizing it."

"I don't want to stop updating, so I read every comment, and I feel very sad. I'm really busy with the war, and I can't write anything satisfactory. I can't just fool around. Alas."

"Next time, I will never kill the protagonist's relatives and friends, I swear!"

"It really can't be over!"

"..."

"..."

"April 22, sunny"

"I got promoted again, but I'm not happy at all."

"What era is it? It's no longer the case that the higher the official position, the higher the survival rate. The thought that I might face beheading by a foreign barbarian makes me feel a little panicked."

"No! I am a soldier. Can a soldier be afraid of death?"

"Rise up!"

"..."

"..."

"June 13th, the wind is warm and the sun is beautiful"

"Good news: The boss of the boss of the boss has been promoted, the eighth king of Daxia! King Lincang!! We subordinates are so honored!"

"Bad news: I've also been promoted. It's so annoying. I feel like I'm one step closer to being beheaded."

"No! I'm a soldier, can't I be afraid of death?"

"Rise up!"

"..."

"..."

"June 13th, the wind is warm and the sun is beautiful"

"It's over, it's over. The boss has become the commander of the First Division. I have been promoted again and will be in charge of the First Division's 'God's Punishment Camp'!!"

"God's Punishment Camp! I can't say too much. I understand everything I know. Do you understand?"

"I'm so panicked. I feel like there are alien killers outside the room. Help!!"

"No! I'm a soldier, can't I be afraid of death?"

"Rise up!"

"..."

"..."

Liu Kui sat down against the wall and watched over and over again.

Only at this time would a smile appear on his face, and he would even say to himself: "Damn it, no serious person can write a diary..."

After watching for a while, he exited the "Xuan Guan Yuntai".

He took out a stack of polished identity plates and wiped them carefully, one by one, with gentle movements and focused expression.

This is what he does every day.

The last identity plate belongs to Huang Sandao.

It is engraved on it: Huang Sandao: a poet who is afraid of death.

"Millions of Youdu are like ants, Yanhuang Liu Kui is like a dragon!"

"The armor is covered with frost, the sword is bright, and the war drums are urging the blood to rise."

"Stay alone in the crisis!"

"The stream of light fills the sky like rain, and the smoke of gunpowder fills the ground."

"I swear to defend the Mo River and never retreat, and I am willing to change the winds of Yan and Huang."

"The hero's reputation will be revered through the ages!"

Liu Kui softly recited the poem he wrote to himself. After reading the last sentence, he fell silent.

The wind howled, mixed with the roars of beasts in the mountains.

He was like a stone sculpture, solidified in the corner of the wall for a long time.

"Damn it..."

"It's so tiring to live!"

Lowering his head and sighing, Liu Kui slowly stood up.

After putting away the nameplate, he looked towards the direction of the Royal Court of Youdu again, "It's so hard to save this life, how can you die?"

"I will wait for you all to wait for the good news from Bai Shuai."

"I want to see the bright future for you..."

As dusk fell and the sky became darker, Liu Kui was about to leave the city wall.

But at this moment,

it suddenly snowed in the sky.

The north wind swept the ground, and the snowflakes were like a mat. It came so suddenly and without any warning.

"Why is it snowing?"

Liu Kui looked up at the dark sky, stretched out his hand to take the snowflakes, and a throbbing surged in his heart for no reason.

Pain!

Pain!

Pain!

He was trembling all over.

He covered his chest with his other hand and felt that breathing was a little difficult.

In a trance, he seemed to see the army outside the city, cheering and returning.

But then——

All the figures disappeared again.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but he could only feel the coldness of the melting snowflakes.

After the army disappeared, another figure appeared.

As gentle as jade, looking at this side with a smile.

"Bai Shuai, are you back?"

"Bai Shuai..."

"Bai Shuai..."

Liu Kui's vision began to blur, he was in too much pain.

His cultivation was not high, and he could not sense the destiny of Yanhuang, let alone know that Daxia had a broken spine.

He curled up and slid to the ground like an ordinary person drowning.

Indistinctly, it seemed that two figures fell in front of him.

The green light enveloped him.

"Senior Liu..." Liu Kui recognized that it was Liu Qingyao and Duan Guyan.

"You are in a very bad state now."

Seeing that Liu Kui was still staring at him closely, Liu Qingyao sighed and said softly: "Don't think too much, Bai Weizhou is fine, and I am going there too, and I will definitely bring him back."

Hearing this, Liu Kui finally felt better.

At this time, Liu Qingyao sent a voice message to Duan Guyan: "In the few days after I leave, you can directly open the ancient city guard, and you should be able to hold on until I come back."

"And..."

"Take good care of him, don't let him die."

After saying that, he immediately soared into the sky and rushed towards the direction of the Youdu Royal Court.

Although he made a promise to Liu Kui,

But Liu Qingyao knew in her heart that Bai Weizhou was really dead.

At the ‘King’s Ceremony’, she helped Bai Weizhou, who had a ‘plant spirit body’, to change his fate and rebuild his foundation at the request of Lu Chen.

As the innate Jiamu essence, this kind of thing is not difficult.

After all, they are of the same origin!

After a spell, Bai Weizhou’s cultivation level was directly raised from the Grandmaster to the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Not only that, but also left the purest ‘Jiamu brand’ in Bai Weizhou’s soul, which laid the foundation for his divine realm.

But not long ago——

Liu Qingyao clearly felt that the mark she left behind disappeared.

This also means that the soul is annihilated.

“Youdu, the world is going to change…”

Even though she is the fourth on the God List, Liu Qingyao’s heart is still trembling at this moment.

Ever since she accepted Mu Juexian’s arrangement and became Lu Chen’s protector, she has been following Lu Chen openly or secretly.

As a bystander, she thought she knew Lu Chen very well.

If you send someone to kill Lu Chen, one person will die, and if you send ten people, maybe ten will die.

But you kill the people around Lu Chen?

That would be impossible to be equal.

What's more...

That person is Bai Weizhou.