Three Hundred and Seventy-Three, I Want to Let My Sorrow Become the Sorrow of the Times

In the north of the battlefield, Zong Cheng was standing on a mound waiting for the outcome of the battlefield.

There are two people waiting beside Zong Cheng, and behind Zong Cheng are still standing quietly the thirty nano-soldiers of the Yang family. Everything fell on deaf ears.

"This time, you should succeed," a person beside him said to Zong Cheng.

Zong Cheng was not very anxious, but looked calm and relaxed: "It took so much time to plan all this, it would be too frustrating if it failed."

"But even if you control Yang Xiaojin, I'm afraid it won't have any influence on the Yang family," someone asked, "Can you let her live in the Yang family like a normal person?"

"Yes," Zong Cheng glanced at him and said.

However, the voice did not come from Zong Cheng's mouth. A nano soldier behind Zong Cheng walked out of the queue with a smile and said, "Han Yang, you don't understand, the Yang family doesn't have much power to defend against Qing Zhen." I don't have much interest in the Yang family," Zong Cheng said calmly: "What I want is the power of the thugs behind her. The thugs are now in the hands of her aunt. Sooner or later, they will pass into her hands." , I don’t even have to do anything, just wait.”

These "secret puppets" that have been controlled by Zongcheng are actually like Zongcheng himself.

"What about Ren Xiaosu?" Han Yang asked suspiciously, "Do you want to stay?"

At this moment, Zong Cheng also hesitated. His original plan was to go to Fortress 88, find an opportunity to bring Yang Xiaojin out, and then rely on his extraordinary secret puppet technique to control Yang Xiaojin, and then let Yang Xiaojin go back to live like a normal person.

But Zong Cheng was not interested in Yang Xiaojin's influence in the Yang family from the very beginning, but in her influence among the thugs.

He himself is a transcendent, so he knows what it means in the future to gather superhuman organizations like Pyro Company and the Mob, that is the power that can truly change the world.

And his Zong Cheng didn't need to expend too much effort, only Yang Xiaojin could leverage the entire mob.

It's just that Ren Xiaosu had an accident in the middle. When he first learned that Ren Xiaosu was Zhang Jinglin's student, he was ecstatic in his heart. If the successor of the 178 barrier also fell into his hands, the future of the Zong family would be even more powerful.

Zong Cheng likes his extraordinary ability so much, it is like a hand controlling everything behind the scenes, able to easily obtain other people's status and abilities, and control other people like dolls in the palm of his hand.

But Wang Congyang said,

It seems that the relationship between Ren Xiaosu and Zhang Jinglin is not that good, which makes Zong Cheng hesitate. He knows that what Wang Congyang said may not be true, but even Zong Cheng doubts that if Zhang Jinglin really takes Ren Xiaosu as the successor of the 178 barrier, then Ren Xiaosu is too young, and can Ren Xiaosu convince the crowd?

At that time, Zhang Jinglin had been in the 178 barrier for more than ten years before he convinced the public. He himself is a member of the 178 barrier, and everyone has a greater sense of identity with him.

But Ren Xiaosu is different, Ren Xiaosu should still be an outsider to the current 178 barrier.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Zong Cheng still felt that Ren Xiaosu's current value was obviously not greater than that of Yang Xiaojin.

Yang Xiaojin and the leader of the mob are blood relatives, and Yang Xiaojin is the recognized successor of the mob.

"Han Yang, you go too, it's best for this Ren Xiaosu to survive, if not, kill him directly," Zong Cheng said calmly.

Even if he only got Yang Xiaojin, it was a success.

...

The team led by Jin Lan was only a few dozen people, and they couldn't resist the torrent of motorcycles from the northern bandits after all.

Zhang Yiheng suddenly stopped beside Ren Xiaosu as he was walking.

He looked at Ren Xiaosu who was still panting on Yan Liuyuan's back and said, "Brother, I'm going too."

As he said that, Zhang Yiheng suddenly turned around and turned back: "Brothers of the second team, follow me!"

A group of people laughed and greeted the bandits: "We can't just let Jin Lan show his face, can we?"

Zhang Yiheng asked: "Are you blaming me? If I hadn't returned to the village to bring you here, you might not have died today."

Someone said: "Living like that seems to be meaningless."

Zhang Yiheng smiled and said, "It's really boring."

"I don't know where I will go after death, underground?" A bandit asked curiously while checking his guns.

"I don't know. Anyway, in the next life, I will study more and master a craft well. You see, that old boy Xu Jinyuan is attracted by that woman because he can build a house." Zhang Yiheng laughed and scolded: "I have to learn it in my next life." Build a house."

"I don't know if I can meet my eldest brother in my next life?"

"It should be in time."

"Is there anyone who writes a poem about this situation?!"

"Hahaha, who the hell knows that stuff?"

These people have never been educated in their entire lives. When they were in market towns, only wealthy families could send their children to schools, while consortiums sent them to factories and coal mines.

He became a bandit just because he couldn't bear the dark life. Now that he has seen the light and hope, he must die like a human.

Suddenly, a sniper rifle roared from the mound in the distance. Seeing the motorcycle team, a motorcycle suddenly turned into a grand ball of fire.

Immediately afterwards, one motorcycle after another was turning into fireballs, and Yang Xiaojin once again tried to use her best ability to dominate the battlefield.

But there are too many bandits, and they are still approaching!

Zhang Yiheng glanced back at Ren Xiaosu's back, and he shouted, "Did you hit him? I'm Zhang Yiheng! I'm also a hero!"

Zhang Yiheng didn't know why he called his name, he just felt that this moment was probably the most glorious moment in his life.

From now on, it is no longer that Zhang Yiheng needs this world, but this world needs him, Zhang Yiheng, to stand up at this very moment and not retreat half a step.

Yan Liuyuan didn't look back, he tried his best to run towards the west with Ren Xiaosu on his back, every nanorobot in his body screamed overwhelmed, Yan Liuyuan was exhausting all his potential.

"Brother, does this world prevent us from living a good life?" Yan Liuyuan gasped.

"Obviously they have already left the barrier."

"Obviously I'm going to hide, and I won't deal with them anymore, why is it still like this?"

Yan Liuyuan ran with Ren Xiaosu behind his back and asked blankly, "Brother, is this the tragedy of the times?"

He didn't feel sad for Jin Lan and the others, because he had never been with Jin Lan and the others.

He also didn't think how heroic these people were, because he had seen more heroic scenes.

It's just that in this era, it seems that they don't intend to make it easy for everyone.

In this troubled world, wanting to be alone is nothing but a dream.

Ren Xiaosu was just a young man, he didn't understand why Zhang Jinglin was tired of war, and he also didn't understand why Qing Zhen and Li Shentan wanted to fight the enemy endlessly.

At this moment, he and Yan Liuyuan suddenly understood that the reason why the troubled times are called the troubled times is precisely because no one can escape.

If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to build your own dreamland.

Before possessing absolute strength, everything is just wishful thinking.

In the past month, Ren Xiaosu was obsessed with everything that happened in this river valley.

During his 17 years of struggle and suffering, he has never seen such a beautiful thing being born from his hands.

Therefore, even if all of this is so unreal, he is willing to give up his reason to believe that everything is true.

Today is like a normal day, the same as every other day.

When the bullets on that battlefield came, the smoke disappeared.

Yan Liuyuan didn't dare to use the curse ability because Ren Xiaosu was on his back. Now Yan Liuyuan was not sure whether he could take Ren Xiaosu to avoid the backlash. If the backlash spread to Ren Xiaosu, it would be over.

Ren Xiaosu's weak voice came from behind: "Put me down."

Yan Liuyuan pursed his lips and remained silent, still running wildly.

The sound of sniper guns next to my ears was like artillery fire, but there were too many bandits in the north, and they had already broken through the blockade of firepower and came to Zhang Yiheng!

Ren Xiaosu trembled and said, "Liu Yuan, let me down."

He struggled on Yan Liuyuan's back, but the pain was still paralyzing his nerves. Although the pain was gradually subsiding, he was still powerless at this moment.

At this moment, the bandits from the north bypassed the position defended by Zhang Yiheng and the others. They divided into two forces, one rushed towards the direction where the sniper bullets came from, while the other chased Yan Liuyuan and the others.

There are as many as 400 remaining northern bandits, which are not something Zhang Yiheng and his group can compete with.

Zhang Yiheng saw that the group of bandits bypassed them, and immediately became anxious: "Stop for me! Come and kill me!"

But the bandits didn't care about them at all.

Yan Liuyuan saw that the bandits were coming, and no one could stop them.

Five plum blossoms suddenly flew out from Jiang Wu's arm, and the bright red plum blossoms were divided into five petals one by one.

In the violent wind, Jiang Wu's petals flew towards the bandits like a blade.

But the number of petals is too small, not enough.

A petal flew to the bandit and cut his life, then turned into a red light and disappeared, and there were hundreds of bandits.

Jiang Wu gritted her teeth, and saw three more plum blossoms blooming on the plum branch pattern on her arm, fluttering lightly.

Still not enough, she wanted to burn her own life like others did.

Wang Yuchi held her back and said calmly, "Teacher, and us."

With that said, Wang Yuchi picked up his gun and prepared to rush up.

At this time, there was another wave of bandits rushing towards Yang Xiaojin's direction. Yang Xiaojin was a sniper and could kill so many bandits in a short time.

However, Yan Liuyuan suddenly stopped slowly. He turned to Jiang Wu and said, "Teacher Jiang Wu, you carry my brother on your back and keep going, don't look back."

After speaking, he put Ren Xiaosu on Jiang Wu's back, and then walked to the battlefield alone, to the disaster.

Sister Xiaoyu shouted hoarsely behind him: "Liu Yuan, what are you doing!?"

Yan Liuyuan said calmly: "Uncle Fugui, take Miss Xiaoyu away."

Sister Xiaoyu tried her best to break free from Wang Fugui's holding her hand, but Wang Fugui was also in extreme pain in his heart.

He didn't know what Yan Liuyuan was going to do, but he knew he couldn't let go, and Li Xiaoyu might have trouble after letting go.

Sister Xiaoyu cried, "Liu Yuan, come back, what are you doing?!"

Yan Liuyuan turned around and smiled at Miss Xiaoyu, "I want my sorrow to become the sorrow of the times."

After finishing speaking, Yan Liuyuan walked step by step. This era should be decayed, and a new era will surely come.

How strong do we need to be to establish that era of hope? Yan Liuyuan didn't know, but he felt that Ren Xiaosu should be able to do it.

Suddenly dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the distant land began to cry.

In the era of the rise of the gods, it is like the second coming of the gods.

Yan Liuyuan walked towards the rushing bandits step by step, and suddenly a gray mist wrapped around him, like a dragon representing disaster.

The beast that is bound in its heart is roaring, roaring at this era.

Yan Liuyuan used to be like a harmless boy next door, but later he mastered the power of making wishes and cursing.

No one knows exactly what he can do, or where the limits of his curse lie.

Now he cursed that the sky would also collapse and the ground would crack, so the ground really cracked.

Because Yan Liuyuan overdrawn his strength, the illusory spiritual will in his mind suddenly felt like a thorn, which made him have a splitting headache.

In the end, two lines of blood and tears were shed.

"Well, I can't die," Yan Liuyuan said softly, he didn't feel sad in his heart, he just wanted to let this old era be buried with the heaven and the earth.

Brother, it's time for me to protect you, and the coming new era, Yan Liuyuan said softly.

The earth's crust that had been moving in the distance suddenly burst out with huge energy, and a crack on the ground suddenly spread continuously, just like the crack in Jingshan Mountain that was enough to split the barrier, and it came to the bandits in just a moment.

Almost exactly the same.

That was the mighty power of nature that Yan Liuyuan had seen with his own eyes, and now he was releasing it.

But I saw that crack was like a knife, cutting a gully on the ground, and there was a rumbling sound between the sky and the earth, as if the world was about to shatter.

The crack came all the way to the bandits, unexpectedly trapping them in an invincible abyss.

Beneath the abyss was boundless darkness, and the wind from the wilderness poured into it like a wild beast dwelt below.

However, the positive rift did not stop, and continued to shoot towards the north. Yan Liuyuan didn't see anything in the north. He only felt that there were disgusting things there that needed to be erased from the world.

Zong Cheng in the north saw this scene from a distance, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, because he didn't expect such a powerful transcendent to exist in this world!

"Run!" Zong Cheng's composure no longer exists, and he hides to the side like crazy, but the crack seems to be chasing him, and he can't dodge at all.

But Zongcheng slowly discovered that the gap was nothing more than spare power, he was too far away from the battlefield, even Yan Liuyuan's full blow could not kill Zongcheng who was several kilometers away.

The rift slowly stopped, and then the abyss slowly closed.

Zong Cheng felt a deep chill in his heart, and he fled northward with the nano warriors.

He didn't expect that those bandits who rushed towards Yang Xiaojin's direction and towards Ren Xiaosu's group were all buried alive by this ravine!

Yang Xiaojin raised her head behind the scope and looked at the boy who summoned the natural disaster.

Zhang Yiheng and the others stared blankly at the scene where the world changed, did they survive?

This is... is this the power of the gods?

At this time, Yan Liuyuan stood quietly waiting for the backlash.

Since the curse is a natural disaster, the backlash will also be a natural disaster.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the west, as if thousands of horses were galloping, Yan Liuyuan realized in his heart that the flood was coming.

Yan Liuyuan yelled at Wang Fugui and the others with the last of his strength: "Run to higher places!"

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground slowly and weakly, the energy of the nano-robots had been exhausted, and the curse completed by the overdrawn power just now made him unable to avoid the backlash, and could only wait for the judgment of fate.

Every late spring, floods in the valley area will come as scheduled.

At that time, new river channels will be formed in the valley area, and most of the entire valley area will be changed by the flood.

It's just that this year's peak seems to be a few days earlier.

The floods gathered in the upper reaches, and then went straight down like an avalanche, arriving in an instant.

Yan Liuyuan could already hear the sound of trees snapping upstream. He turned his head and looked upstream. The flood was like a high wall, covering the sky and covering the ground.

But he suddenly saw Ren Xiaosu break free from Jiang Wu's back, and Sister Xiaoyu also broke free from Wang Fugui's hand holding her arm.

Seeing that everyone was running towards Gaopo, while Ren Xiaosu and Miss Xiaoyu were running towards him with all their strength, Yan Liuyuan was stunned: "Brother..."

The flood peak had arrived, and Wang Fugui and others upstream were caught in the wave before they had time to dodge. The plum branch on Jiang Wu's arm suddenly stretched out, and the long plum branch struggled to roll, binding everyone together , rushed downstream.

Ren Xiaosu heard the sound of the flood behind him, and he knew it might be too late, so Yan Liuyuan heard Ren Xiaosu's roar: "Destroy the city!"

The next moment, Ren Xiaosu accelerated again, and he suddenly came in front of Yan Liuyuan, with Hong Feng just behind him.

But the mutation regenerates, and a transcendent person suddenly appears on the northern mound, it is Zong Cheng's subordinate Han Yang!

In an instant, Han Yang raised his arm, and a bright red spear appeared in his palm. When the spear came out of his hand, Yan Liuyuan said anxiously: "Brother, get out of here!"

That spear seems to have crossed the boundary of life.

Ren Xiaosu also knew that there was danger behind him, but he didn't care about it. He grabbed Yan Liuyuan and Sister Xiaoyu's arms before the destruction of the city was over, and threw them to the shore together. Sister Xiaoyu fell to the ground and passed out.

In the air, Yan Liuyuan saw the sharp red spear piercing through Ren Xiaosu's right abdomen.

The long flood divided the north and the south into two worlds, and Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan looked at the distance across the long river of time and space, Ren Xiaosu's abdomen was bleeding profusely, but Ren Xiaosu smiled at Yan Liuyuan as if nothing happened: "Don't die .”

Then, with a bang, Ren Xiaosu was swept away by the flood and disappeared into the muddy river.

"Brother, wait for me!" Yan Liuyuan wept bitterly. He wanted to get up and chase downstream, but just as he stood up, he couldn't help but fell down and passed out.

A pack of wolves suddenly went north from the south, and the wolf king at the head rushed towards Yan Liuyuan's direction regardless of the torrential flood. .

As soon as they left, the flood flooded the place where they were just now.

...

The plot is important so I won’t break it down. Volume III: The Sorrow of the Times, finished.

Next Volume: The King of the North

Today is a sad day, there is no feast that never ends, friends who left, thank you for your support. Thank you. Farewell.