Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 734

In a depression.

Lintian was bandaging ABI's wound. ABI looked at him in a daze and suddenly asked, "why save me? I just want to get rid of it. Living is too painful. I don't want to hear bad news from my friends all the time in the future..."

Lintian said casually, "whether it's revenge or changing all your pain, there's hope in life."

"Hope?"

ABI smiled bitterly, "for thousands of years, the Empire and the witch have been fighting in this bloodkilling battlefield. Who can change all this?"

"It will change one day." Lintian said calmly.

"Do you believe it?" ABI asked.

Lintian looked at ABI's eyes carefully and said, "you know, many Empire practitioners have fought here for thousands of years. If they gave up, do you think there would be the pattern of the Empire today?"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have the world in mind. You really underestimated your ambition before considering for the common people of the Empire." Abby scoffed.

"I have no such noble consciousness."

Lintian shrugged and thought, "just like you, I don't want to see the painful things you've experienced continue to happen..."

At last, he sighed softly, "you're in pain. Other officers and men of the Empire don't do the same, but who dares to give up? Remember that sentence, the Obsidian flower is invincible because of killing blood, and the Empire survives because of war!"

ABI was silent for a moment, patted her ass and stood up. A beautiful face full of wildness smiled: "you are really not a good lobbyist. Do you think I will care about discussing family and state affairs with a woman?"

"At least as long as you don't die, I won't waste my energy."

Lintian also got up and said casually, "I don't have many friends in camp 7. If you die, the pain you are experiencing now will surely fall on me. Therefore, as a friend, of course, I won't watch you die."

Abby was stunned, suddenly silently stretched out her arms and hugged Lintian tightly. After a long time, she whispered, "thank you, little white face."

……

ABI returned to normal from this day and no longer took her life to fight as before.

Lintian was not happy at all.

The situation on the bloodkilling battlefield is becoming more and more turbulent and tense, with wind and rain everywhere. All kinds of bad news can be heard from the battlefield in the camp.

"Lao Huang has been in trouble when he went out on a mission..."

That day, Lintian was about to go to the camp guard leader Lao Huang for a drink, but he heard such bad news from Lu Wenting.

Lintian was stunned for a long time, then he turned away in silence.

Another friend left.

That night, Lintian drank a lot of wine alone and thought of the first time he drank with Lao Huang in the pub.

"You know, my Lord, I've been in the bloodkilling battlefield of dog day for five years. For five years, my companions have changed batch after batch. I'm familiar and strange. Up to now, I almost forget who I should remember."

"Others say that my life is hard and I haven't died in five years. It's like a miracle, but I know that I'm just afraid of death, so every time I fight, I try my best to keep myself alive, so I'm lucky to live until now..."

"But it's too painful to live like this! The first thought when I wake up every day is how to live today! Who cares about what future and future?"

"Alas, there's no way. Who wants this to be a bloodkilling battlefield? Death happens all the time. I... i... can't say which day..."

Lao Huang's drunk voice seemed to be still in his ears, but others had left.

In the night, Lintian heard a sigh in his house: "Lao Huang, you are a crow's mouth..."

Early the next morning, Lintian left the camp.

……

Blood killing battlefield, blood drinking place.

A team of strong witches and barbarians with a size of more than 100 people is on its way.

Although the number of this team is small, they are all elite. There are enough five strong people in the enlightenment realm to sit in it!

Their goal was to attack a casual repair team at Imperial camp 6.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, one of the leading Qi Ling strongmen narrowed his eyes and saw a figure standing on the road from a distance.

It was a young man, wearing a moon white gown, with black hair hanging down his waist. His hands were carrying his back, and his eyes were staring at the sky in the distance, as if in a daze.

The blood drinking area was a bloody area long ago. The powerful Witch and Empire practitioners had fought countless bloody battles here.

But today, there is a young man standing there alone, with a casual manner, which is too abnormal.

The leader of this team of strong witches and barbarians is a cruel character from the same vein of fire barbarians. His name is Yan Jiuge. He is well-informed and has rich experience. He can see something wrong at a glance.

"Be careful, everyone!"

Yan Jiuge felt a strong uneasiness in his heart and made a quick decision, which stopped the team.

"My Lord, it's just a man's youth. It's destroyed casually. What are you worried about?"

Murmured a powerful witch.

"You know shit!"

Yan Jiuge scolded and looked more dignified. He always felt that the boy in the distance was familiar, but he couldn't remember.

"Hum, if Lin twelve comes, it's worth waiting for us, but this guy doesn't even have a bow and arrow in his hand..."

The witch is strong, but he doesn't think so.

But as soon as he said this, it was like a thunderbolt, which greatly changed Yan Jiuge's face. He finally remembered why he felt that the boy in the distance was familiar.

This guy is almost the same as the legendary Lin 12!

The only difference is the lack of a big white bone bow and a dark and terrible divine arrow!

"No, go back!"

Yan Jiuge roared.

He was sure that the boy must be Lin 12. Even if the latter didn't carry a bow and arrow this time, he made Yan Jiuge feel frightened by his "towering fierce name"!

What's more, how can people like Lin 12 dare to appear here alone to die?

The more you think about it, the more uneasy Yan Jiuge is.

"What's the matter with you, my lord?"

"Back? Why back?"

Seeing the strong reaction of Yan Jiuge, the other strong witches in this team were stunned. They didn't understand how much threat there would be if they were just a teenager.

But Yan Jiuge has escaped. He is like a gust of wind. While escaping, he roars angrily: "a bunch of fools, that guy is Lin twelve! Are you waiting to die?"

The voice was as loud as thunder. Suddenly, all the strong and powerful people in this team were stupid. That guy was really... Lin twelve?

"Run!"

Aware of the bad, these powerful witches didn't fight and ran away immediately.

There's no way. Lin twelve is a synonym for "young demon God" in the witch man camp. It's hard to talk about it, and it's definitely famous.

Rumors about him can even upset the king of life and death!

Under such circumstances, who has the courage to stay?

However, although they reacted quickly, they were a step too late.

Just listen to a roar like thunder, which suddenly resounds through the world.

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PS: this chapter is a little short, and there is the second one in the evening. Today, many children's shoes have finished their annual leave and began to return to work. I believe it must be hard to feel. Me too. I'm tired and tired, just like primary school students don't want to go to school after the holiday