Chapter 270: Shacheng changes owners

The snow in early spring should not be big, but it lasted for more than ten days, and the snow finally stopped, but the rare cold weather made the snow in Shabak City freeze. The icicles under the eaves are like wolf teeth, as if they are waiting to be eaten by someone.

The heaven and the earth are full of an atmosphere of "death" enough to freeze all life. There is no wind, no rain, and the wind and rain seem to have frozen to death.

The battle in Shabak City Master's Mansion became more and more fierce. The city lord's mansion was full of broken arms, only the sound of fighting. From time to time, someone fell down. The Lord of Shabak City still held a glass in his hand, but he did not fail every time he took action. He completely ignored his own defense. The dead around him blocked him one by one. Time Quietly passed, and another dark night came. Liu Ping'an raised his arms and shouted, "Don't let the Lord of Sabah run away!"

In the dark, the killers took action one after another. The two other killers met each other. Zhong Wu teamed up with Xiaopang and Xiaodie to solve the killers they met a few days ago.

The night was deeper, and I only saw a cold light shining in the house. The owner of Shabak did not intend to escape at all. His action was sharper. His hands were no longer human hands. A pair of hands comparable to that of a magic soldier, and his wine glass was no longer in his hand. His body was full of blood, both his own and his opponent, and a trace of dawn on the day. Light showed that he was left alone to face hundreds of people. There was only madness in his eyes, only killing, and he was finally exhausted.

The lord of Shabak did not make any resistance at this moment. His eyes finally showed a trace of relief. His hands ended his life, threw a storage ring to Liu Pingan before he died, and shouted, "This is my agreement with you." As soon as this ended, the Lord of Sabah did not have any body parts left in the world.

When everyone didn't expect that the Lord of Shabak City would do this, and at this time, many people couldn't help looking at Liu Ping'an. Liu Ping'an smiled bitterly and said, "I put this storage ring on the ground. You can check it!" He carefully put the storage ring on the ground. Many people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of breath. After some debate, they finally chose three people to come forward to check. Finally, the three looked very heavy. One of them quickly explained, "There is no big problem, but I'm afraid we will be in big trouble in the future!"

Another added: "The iron-blooded ruthless leader is the father of the Lord of Shabak, and the iron-blooded really carried out a big conspiracy, but there is no specific explanation."

All people's hearts were covered with a shadow. Liu Ping'an saw that the situation was not good and shouted, "If there is a conspiracy, how can the Tianji Hall and Taoist temple stand by in the future?"

"Tianji Hall?" Many people can't help but be stunned, but they hear "Taoist Temple." Everyone's spirit was greatly refreshed, and someone said, "That is, this war is also a Taoist point of view. I will come to see it later. If anyone else will come, the iron-blooded will ruthlessly settle accounts after autumn, and the Taoist temple will not stand by!"

Everyone's hearts were determined, so some special people began to look for scattered enemies separately. In addition, some of them began to clean up the battlefield, collect trophies, and some of them were on alert.

At this time, the civil war in Shabak City is coming to an end. Many people in the city are starting to clean up their bodies, and some people are on alert again.

Liu Ping'an stood quietly in the city owner's mansion, and suddenly there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, more loneliness!

It seemed that a man climbed the mountain after a lot of hardships, but found that he was the only one on the top of the mountain. At this time, he learned the loneliness. However, he quickly adjusted, which was just another peak in his life, and there were more peaks for him to cross.

Time passed slowly. Liu Ping'an, Niu Ren, Xiao Pang, had come to the stone steps outside the main mansion of Shabak City. At this time, the crowd separated a path like a tide and straight to Liu Ping'an and Niu Ren, Xiao Pang's stone steps.

The sunset is dark, and the fire is getting brighter.

The evening wind flashed with firelight, and the firelight was dazzling with golden and slightly red color.

This flashing golden and slightly red color shone on Liu Ping's face at this moment.

Thousands of eyes moved with his footsteps. His footsteps are heavy and slow.

Thousands of eyes looked at his heavy and slow footsteps and a solid and broad chest, but no one dared to look at him.

People didn't understand him, and victory should have been cheering.

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At the same time, the earth master looked at Chunchun, his eyes were blank, but his pale face showed a desolate smile.

That was a long time ago." His voice was low and weak, "In the Ninety-nine Double Ninth Festival that year, I was chased all the way by five people who had not died among the seven sons of Nanshan and fled to the cliff in the final south."

"The dangerous cliff is vast, and the abyss is already a dead end. I would have died."

"I didn't expect your father to come and fight side by side with me, killing the three of them, but in the end, he still fell in a big greedy move." The master said sadly, "If it hadn't been for saving me, he would never have been hurt. In fact, he didn't owe me anything. When I gave him such a treasure, it was just because I thought it was a waste. I didn't expect your father to refine it into an unparalleled magic soldier.

Chunchun's face changed miserably, and his cold sweat was soaked through his clothes. He couldn't help asking, "He was injured just because he wanted to save you?"

"Yes." The master looked more radiant and said painfully, "Your father's master is a master of creation. Although he committed suicide with shame because he broke a piece of magic iron, he was not forced to die by me. Since I buried your father's master and gave him the waste, he has always felt that he owes me a favor. He knew that Nanshan's seven sons had an old grudge against me, so he killed two of them first.

The master sighed, "Although he has a bad temper, he is a good man with clear kindness and resentment. Although I am a bad person, Nanshan Qizi is worse than me. They are hypocrites. Unfortunately, it dragged a good man to death"

The pure heart seems to have been torn. She finally knew that her father was a well-known man, but she seriously injured her father's only benefactor and friend.

How did she right her dead father and let her dead father rest on the ground?

The master had no grudge against her, but told her gently, "I know what you are thinking. But you don't have to suffer from killing me. My life does not belong to you in the first place. My life was saved by my master. He said intermittently, "If I didn't have master, I would have died long ago. Since he has abandoned me, and I have not protected his son, I have died to repay him for his life."

"Why did you do this?"

Pure can't help asking.

Master said with a wry smile, "Because I'm no longer a human. In order to cover this up. I have done a lot of bad things. At the time of retribution, I have long known that I would die. It is already a great convinced to die in the blood of my only friend.

His voice was weaker. He struggled to take out a storage ring, handed it to Chunchun tremblingly, and said with difficulty, "I owed two people all my life, but I didn't expect to finally pay off these two feelings before I died!" The master was out of breath and smiled, "I can finally sit back. You have helped me a lot!"

His eyes gradually faded, and his vitality was irreparable. He finally smiled reluctantly and said word by word, "Since your father's death, I have no no nostalgia for the world, but I can't die, because I still have an unfinished wish to find you, and now I finally have nothing to worry and nostalgia."

After saying this, the master died in pure arms with a smile. Chunchun hugged the master and cried bitterly, only feeling that life was full of bitterness.

"He is dead! You don't have to be too sad." Liu Ping'an sighed deeply and comforted him softly.

"Hateful people must have a story!"

Zhong Wu couldn't help sighing.

"People live in the world, especially these so-called bigwigs, like a horse that is always whipped by whips. Not only can they retreat, but they can't even stop." I don't know when the awesome man came to them and said heavily.

"But now he can have a good rest." Little fat and solemn.

"Master Earth has become a thing of the past. Pure, you have to cheer up. Your life is still long, and you still have friends like us."

Xiaodie persuaded Chunchun. She was not very good at persuading people, and rarely said such words.

"Xiaodie is right."

The awesome man said lightly, but his eyes still stayed on his weapon.

But Chunchun didn't feel more comfortable because he heard these words.

"What should I do in the future?" Chunchun suddenly said.

"You still have a lot of things to do, and you still have enemies that haven't been killed. Don't you want revenge?"

Liu Ping'an quickly took a strong medicine and shouted.

"Who is my enemy?"

She asked blankly, and her heart was empty at this moment.

"Ask him, he will definitely leave you the answer."

Liu Ping'an pointed to the disappearing body of the master and said firmly to Chunchun.

"How do you know?"

Pure eyes are godless and asked puzzledly.

"Look at what's in the ring he gave you and you will understand."

Liu Ping'an nodded and replied affirmatively.

Pure suddenly came to her senses and eagerly searched for the storage ring left by the master. Sometimes she frowned, sometimes shook her head, sometimes nodded, and finally her face finally calmed down.

Everyone was finally relieved, and there was a sincere smile on their faces. It was a smile between friends. How warm the smile was!

They finally won this war, a tragic victory, a tragic victory in which millions of people died. After the end of the war statistics, three to four people died for every person died in Shabak City.

This war made the secular rulers of the central continent feel afraid and afraid. How can they easily put down their power and wealth in their hands? They have begun to plan from the beginning of the Battle of Shabak City. They will never tolerate these inferiors to be equal with them.