Chapter 458: The Way Home

Chapter 458 – The Road Home
Xin Zhuo killed three Innate Sub-Third Grade experts, but he also felt that his body was shaken and sore, and his blood qi was churning endlessly.

None of the innate martial artists of internalized violence were vapid.

Seeing that the opposite side of the soldiers surged up again, he immediately picked up Miss Gege and retreated backwards, bounced and landed back on his Demon Blood Green Onion Horse, turning back to ask while withdrawing, “Is it still okay?”

“Yes!” Ge Ge girl sat in his arms, coughed a few times, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and gripped her long sword tightly in her right hand.

“Be more meticulous, lean towards the fringes of a fourth grade martial artist!”

Xin Zhuo strangled his horse’s reins and galloped straight to the eastern fringe, leaping his horse and crossing his spear, killing all the way.

There were just as many people here, and it seemed that the cannon fodder had made this intention of avoiding being abused and killed.

Xin Zhuo two people a gun and a sword, can be described as heaven and earth, unfathomable, no one enemy.

One incense burner, two incense burners ……

One hour, two hours …….
Unconsciously has reached the late night, around the enemy cannon fodder fell one after another, but more people have already scattered elsewhere.

And they did not know when they gathered seventeen or eighteen people around them, seemingly feeling safer around them.

Xin Zhuo rested his breath, wiped the blood on his face, looked around, only to see the fog in the valley is even thicker, hidden everywhere is the figure of killing, do not know when is the end.

Just about to speak, heard a deafening sound of gold from the northern hills.

The killing in the valley instantly stopped, both sides of the soldiers separate themselves, soon clear distinction.

A mellow laughter suddenly came from the southern hills: “He Lao Gui, I won this battle!”

“If you win, you win! We’ll fight again next time!” A rough voice came from the northern mountain: “Retreat!”

“Rumble ……”

The enemy army was instantly far away.

There was also a loud voice from the southern hills:Â “Retreat!”

Their own soldiers retreated like running water.

Xin Zhuo slightly frowned, turned the reins of the horse, took the girl Gege to follow the army of soldiers from his side to leave, while walking, looked back and
Only to see the corpses on the floor of the valley unattended, like wretches that can be discarded at will, without honor, without purpose, even from the beginning to the end do not know for whom they fought.

A miserable white face, dead gray eyes, seems to tell the life of unwillingness and bewilderment.

He was a little confused about the intent of this jokey war, was it a joke by the top brass? Gambling? Child’s play?

What are the people from the outside who are rejected by the “Heavenly Dao and Immortal Rules”?

The “Battle Character Battalion” went out of the valley, up a mountain, and then arrived at a military camp that stretched along the river.

A full armor of the second master Sun to find still alive killers from the flower fog, Jiang Xiaofeng, Zhiwu and other people and bruised white three masters seven or eight people, and Xin Zhuo together, hastily arranged five or six tents, and hurriedly left.

Xin Zhuo jumped off the war horse, only to find that the girl Gege has fainted, had to pick her up, and walked into an unoccupied tent.

The tent was small, but it had marching bedding and medicine bags and elixirs inside, and it was quite intimate, which made him sigh in relief as he flattened Gege girl, removed her armor, and ripped off her long shirt.

Knife wounds in the snow white delicate skin shows very hideous, good in the innate martial artist body self-repair ability is good, but no fear of life.

To Gege girl on the medicine, wrapped coarse cotton gauze, closed the clothes, covered the quilt, and then move a little waist out of the tent.

Just at midnight, the dim yellow sky covered with hazy stars, a round of blood moon hanging high, reflecting the world a blood-colored pallor.

At this time in the camp, there were still quite a few soldiers walking around, and the water in the river at the end of the barracks was sparkling, reflecting the blood moon.

The air was very fresh.

He sat boredly on the grass in front of the camp tent, looking at the sky.

“Richie Rich, something on your mind?”

A figure walked beside him, a young man with a straight posture, handsome face, and a full head of gray hair, recognizable, one of the three in the Killer Squad, but he didn’t know which one of Flower Mist, Jiang Xiaofeng, and Zhiwu it was.

“Jiang Xiaofeng, the river of rivers.” The youth sat beside him, snapping a withered grass on the ground and throwing it into the distance.

“Nice to meet you!” Xin Zhuo said.

“Not a pleasure to meet you, I still remember your 50,000 merit salary!”

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled and suddenly asked, “What do you think of this Bitter Sea Land?” Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment: “It’s alright!”

“You can’t help what you say!”

Jiang Xiaofeng lay down with his hands on his head, “It’s been five or six months since you came, right?”

Xin Zhuo nodded: “Almost.”

“I’ve been here for six years, no, with the years when I passed out and fell into the memory of death, it should be thirteen years.

I was a genius of the thousand year sect Water Heart Pavilion outside, since I was a child, I had outstanding talent, there was no martial arts I couldn’t learn, there were no opponents of mine in the same realm, the elders of the masters and sects were scrambling to take me as a disciple, and the number of girls who liked me were too many to count.

I have always thought that I am a heavenly genius, is the power of an era of people, proud, complacent, I even feel that I am the world’s favorite, the protagonist!
Just that year ah, has been loving my master was killed, she is a clear and pure woman, not to provoke anyone, I can not understand, can not understand, one night white head, three months will be forced to enter the Earth Immortal seven turns, the latter seven days to massacre one hundred and eighty-two people, and then came to this ghost place ……

I thought that no matter where I arrived, with my ability will not be mediocre, but unfortunately, ah, wrong, here geniuses everywhere, talented and outstanding generation everywhere.

You think of something, others also think of, you can not do, others may have done.

I am not willing, I want to climb up, find the way home, I used six years, inbound innate fourth grade, this time someone found me, let me organize killers, relieve the hostility of the Kurama Mountain.

I thought I had been reused, and my mood was uplifted, but after killing one genius after another who came from outside, I was suddenly very tired, what is the meaning of this ……?

Then later ah, the army threw out the olive branch to me, I am destined to be a soldier, this is the ladder for me to climb again, but you have also seen today, how ridiculous is this place?”

He just wanted to find someone to vent out the indignation and fecklessness in his heart, it was a pig, he could also chatter for a while.

However, Xin Zhuo was deeply moved and casually asked, “What is the significance of the commanders’ conquest?”

“To snatch the quota to enter that martial sea baptism, which can cultivate instantly for thousands of miles, why do you think pulled so many fourth grade cannon fodder? It’s to snatch more places, to put it bluntly it’s also practicing, eliminating the fittest and choosing the most elite, the most talented, and the most lucky to go to the West Extreme Land in the future!”

Jiang Xiaofeng laughed coldly: “But the process of practicing soldiers is either to die or become cold-blooded people who only know how to kill. The geniuses outside have all become playthings here, how ridiculous is that?”

Xin Zhuo looked towards the sky, also feeling quite bored, and only said after a while: “Don’t lose hope, maybe we can go home.”

Jiang Xiaofeng said: “Do you really think you can go back?”

“Have you heard of Deng Taixuan?” Xin Zhuo asked as his mind moved.

“Know!” Jiang Xiaofeng said, “It’s said to be a legendary figure from eight or nine hundred years ago, pushing people who killed indiscriminately all the way across the country, and it can be passed down to the present day, so I guess it must be a genius!”

Xin Zhuo asked : “Do you know where this person ended up?”

That day when he heard Miss Ya Ya talk about Teng Tai Xuan, he had the intention to look for this guy’s relevant experience, but he was just too rushed and was so focused on breaking through the realm that he didn’t have the time to do so.

“You don’t think he left here, do you?”

Jiang Xiaofeng snorted, “When I first heard about this guy, I thought he was a bull, so I went to Tianya Hall and exchanged books about this guy, there are quite a few legends, but most of them are hearsay, after all, apart from the state of fake death, not entering the nineteenth realm, and only having a lifespan of less than 200 years at the most, and how could anyone have actually seen him?
The last place he lost track of is the West Pole, I’m afraid he was killed by that group of monsters! I’m not afraid to tell you frankly, I’ve looked up countless records of people with notable reputations or strange movements, and ultimately found that no one can leave this place, no one ……”

The Land of the West Pole!

Xin Zhuo looked to the west, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes.

The night was deeper, and the wind blew somewhat cool on his body.

Jiang Xiaofeng laughed: “It’s better to live in time, to be a commoner, to take one step at a time, to live until whichever day is good enough, I want to marry Flower Mist, to keep each other warm and have a companion! The Gege girl beside you is also a good woman!”

Getting up, he patted his ass and left.

Xin Zhuo smiled faintly, folded a blade of grass and held it in his mouth, and also lay down, then he saw the Gege girl.

She sat down on one side, silently fuming for a while before saying, “Many thanks!”

“No need, keep each other warm.” Xin Zhuo crossed his legs in boredom.

Miss Gege remembered Jiang Xiaofeng’s words just now and let out a “pfft” laugh, then lifted her chin and said after a long time, “Brother Qing, do you think we can still go home?”

“Definitely!”

“Uh-huh!”

The wind got stronger, blowing across the determined faces of both men.

It was kinda important to get back as soon as possible and round this part out!

(End of chapter)