Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 513 Road

There is a saying: sometimes life needs to be reduced.

But when life is reduced to the end, it is negative and positive.

When fate throws you to the bottom, it is often the best time to turn a corner in your life.

Fang Zheng looked at the suddenly calm air. To be honest, he couldn't think of a way to deal with the situation in front of him.

To save half of them, the other half must die.

To save the other half, one must die with the other half.

It was a difficult decision.

At this moment, the cold little girl, who had become the focus of the crowd, did not speak or make a statement. It seemed that this was a statement. She did not care about these trivial matters, but wanted the rest of the people to decide who to leave and who to stay.

After a moment of suppressed silence like a heavy mountain, someone finally took the lead in breaking the silence. There was determination, sadness, and determination in their eyes, "Do you remember the oath you took when you joined the army?"

When it came to the oath of enlistment, there was a significant change in the spirit of a part of the team.

It was a spiritual belief.

It was an unshakable spiritual belief.

Some of the people present were selected from the first batch of cultivators in the army, such as Captain Fei and shuangtong men that Fang Zheng had met before. They were selected from the military region and then secretly trained to become cultivators. As early as a decade or two ago, these soldiers became the first batch of cultivators. When the spirit recovery began, these soldiers immediately set up a large network to protect the country and maintain stability for the country.

"Life and death are hard to speak of! We wrote the suicide note long before we entered Blessed Land. What we should have said is written on the suicide note. After we die, these will be handed over to our relatives. We are willing to stay behind and wait for help. You go out and ask for help first."

They said they would stay behind and wait for help, but everyone on the scene knew very well that most of the people left behind would stay in Blessed Land forever and would never be able to leave.

The man who spoke was a man in his thirties and forties. He was the son, father and husband whose parents had to be filial and whose wives and children were waiting to be reunited.

After he had finished speaking, he immediately sat down cross-legged, motionless, his face as firm as a rock.

Who can honestly face life and death?

On his resolute face, his eyes were closed, and he did not dare to open them. He was afraid that if he opened his eyes, the face of his seven-year-old daughter would appear. He was afraid that someone would see the tears in the eyes of the iron-blooded man.

His daughter's mother died early. He had been working all year round, and his daughter had been brought up by old parents. She was only seven years old and had learned how to cook rice with eggs.

Her daughter's greatest wish was that on her birthday, he could ask for leave and go home once. She wanted to cook a bowl of egg fried rice for her father.

One, two, three...

More people sat down, willing to stay.

Someone was deeply touched and sighed, "If you want to stay, it's the old guys like us who have lived long enough to stay. Don't learn to look down on life and death at such a young age."

But no matter what persuasion, the people sitting on the ground refused to get up.

At this time, the atmosphere in the air was very low. The cold little girl who had not spoken suddenly said to the goat carrying the Spirit jade, "Come with me into the mountain."

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The cold little girl said, "Who said we should use these jade to leave Blessed Land? This Spirit jade is not enough. I lack a hard labor. You carry the Spirit jade, and we go into the mountains to dig for a bigger one."

Although he was clearly eleven or twelve years old and his voice was clear and childlike, his tone was old.

The angry goat was furious at first. As expected, you used me as a laborer. I am a sheep, but I am not an alpaca. Although it is only a word's difference, carrying things requires strength. From ancient times to now, you have seen who used sheep as a cow. Do sheep need to plow?

However, the goat immediately reacted.

The cold little girl did not speak at first, so it was not to let them decide who to leave or stay. Instead, she was cold and indifferent. She was too lazy to explain. From the beginning, she saw that the Spirit jade was not enough, so she made up her mind to kill back in the mountains and continue to dig for the Spirit jade!

Unexpectedly, although this little girl had multiple personalities, she was still very human. The goat began to look up at the cold little girl.

At this moment, everyone else reacted and their eyes lit up.

But then, they all looked worried. At this time, Broken mountain had turned into a raging fire mountain...

"Didn't you turn the mountain into a flaming mountain... Okay! I, Laoyang, have to fight for it today!" The goat gritted its teeth. It was affected by the atmosphere and was ready to fight for its life.

"Sheep herding boy, if I, Laoyang, were to be roasted to death in flaming mountain today, remember to burn a few roasted whole sheep for Laoyang on this anniversary every year."

Fang Zheng: ..."

"You are a sheep. What do you want for the whole sheep?"

"If I want to burn you an offering, I will also burn you carrots or grass leaves, right?"

Goat: "After you die, it seems logical to burn paper and prick people. After the sheep dies, roast the whole sheep, right?"

"I, Laoyang, roasted the whole sheep before I died. It was all black and burnt. If you didn't roast the whole sheep for me, Laoyang, wouldn't the mother sheep be a cross race if it wasn't black sister?"

Everyone: ..."

That's enough!

The sad atmosphere of parting from life and death, which had been accumulated so hard, was diluted by you.

"I'll go into the mountains with you. More people and more power!" Fang Zheng volunteered.

The others also took the initiative to stand up, willing to lend a helping hand, everyone in the same boat, to tide over the difficulties.

At this time, the cold little girl, with a cold personality and no words, had already taken the first step towards Broken mountain. The goat looked at the cold little girl and turned back to say to everyone, "The number is small, we can make a quick decision. Just me, Laoyang and the girl are enough."

Just as the goat finished speaking, suddenly, a cat's cry came from the ghost city above its head.

Although the cat's cry was very weak and far from here, it was definitely a cat's cry.

The eyes of all the people under the ground were startled. The outside world had already been shrouded by dark forces. Where did the cat come from?

When he heard the sound of the cat's cry, Fang Zheng was stunned at first, but then his eyes showed astonishment, and then a look of surprise.

The cat's cry... He was familiar with it!

It's the Hei puffy cat!

But then, Fang Zheng wondered why the Hei would appear in ghost city at this time. Is the Hei trapped in a ghost city?

But soon, Fang Zheng realized that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

Because the cat's cry was getting closer and closer, and it was actually approaching them. The cat's cry, which was heard in a hurry, seemed to be anxious, like a stray cat, calling its owner in a hurry.

A cat that could only walk freely in the dark?

Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jing It must be the Hei!

Although he did not know why Hei, the Hei, could walk in the dark.

"Silly sheep, can you take me out to take a look? I feel like this cat... Is like my lost house cat."

The goat looked back at the cold little girl, who had stopped at some point and seemed to hear the approaching cat's cry.

"Everyone wait for us. We'll be back soon."

The goat carried the spirit jade, took Fang Zheng, jumped out of the underground purgatory world, and threw himself into the dark world outside...

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