Chapter 123 The Handwriting of Two Mad Men

However, these Jin Xin don't know, and the ordinary people below don't know either. Jin Xin has now fallen into a coma, and he has no idea that his subconscious words have shocked those super existences in heaven and earth.

At the moment when Jin Xin was in a coma, a purple fluid came out of Jin Xin's mind and attacked Hu Yanqing fiercely.

Hu Yanqing felt a huge pressure. When he saw the purple **, he suddenly shouted, "No!"

Then his sea of knowledge trembled and was directly destroyed by this purple **.

After the purple ** gushed out of Jin Xin's sea of knowledge, Jin Xin's sea of knowledge suddenly stopped, and then a golden ** gushed out and soon occupied Jin Xin's whole sea of knowledge. Just like the Yellow River, which has been blocked for a long time, after the dam suddenly disappeared, they rushed out and returned to their original path extremely naturally.

Although Jin Xin was in a coma, a comfortable smile even appeared on his face. A large paragraph of text quietly appeared in his sea of knowledge, and then deeply engraved in his mind.

"What is the strongest between heaven and earth? What is the hardest? What is the sharpest? What is indestructible? Wei Jin Ye!"

At this moment, a purple figure suddenly appeared and flashed away holding Jin Xin. Before the soldiers could react, their General Jin suddenly disappeared.

"You are still going to wake up after all. Do you have to wake up?" The woman in purple asked with some resentment. A drop of crystal tears slowly dripped down her beautiful white and flawless jade face on Jin Xin's face.

Jin Xin, who was in a coma, subconsciously leaned into the arms of the woman in purple and reached out to hold her waist. He gently rubbed his head and found a familiar and comfortable position to put it down, and the smile on his face was even sweeter. It seems that in a coma, he can also feel that this person is his closest person and the most familiar and reassuring person.

The woman in purple smiled with tears, touched Jin Xin's cheek spoiled and nostalgicly, and suddenly let out a long sigh: "Ancient dream, a dream for thousands of years. And when you wake up, where are you going? Crying blood into a chrysalis, reborn in a bath of fire. Junxin my heart, my heart, Junxin?"

reluctantly touched Jin Xin's face again, lowered his head and gently kissed him on the cheek. There was a blush on his face, and the purple figure suddenly disappeared.

The soldiers stared at their General Jin falling from the sky without warning and slowly falling to the ground. Then there was a tsunami-like cheering.

"Noisy, what are you arguing about?" Jin Xin waved his hand impatiently, turned over and woke up.

"General wakes up!" A sharp-eyed soldier seemed to find a peerless beauty and was very excited.

"Howling, howling..." The soldiers were more excited and howled.

Jin Xin sat up doubtfully and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in his head, and it seemed that a very familiar person came to him just now. But soon surrounded by cheering people, he gave up searching for something for the time being.

"General, there are only a few of those bastards left in the flood."

"That's right, you haven't seen how embarrassed those white wolf cubs are. They have become watering chickens."

There was a burst of laughter all around, and the soldiers in the world have not raised their eyebrows like this for a long time.

Jin Xin smiled and looked at these excited soldiers, and his heart was also excited and had a strong sense of pride.

"General, we seem to have captured the heads of the cubs."

Jin Xin suddenly heard this sound, suddenly sounded Yanqing, and quickly pushed aside the crowd to look at it.

Sure enough, it was the beautiful middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and being teased by everyone.

"Call me grandpa." When a soldier in the world saw Jin Xin coming, he couldn't help teasing him excitedly.

"Grandpa." Hu Yanqing lay on the ground, looked at the man who made a sound doubtfully, and then smiled quietly: "Grandpa."

"Oh, my good grandson is really obedient." The man showed his eyebrows to Jin Xin.

"Is this?" Jin Xin couldn't figure it out for a moment: "Are you stupid?"

"Come on, take him to my tent. The rest of the soldiers should rest except those on duty. After all, I've been tired all day.

"Yes!" Several thousand households took orders and forcibly drove the excited people back.

It's not to blame them. After all, there were still more than 100,000 enemies living a life of fear. In an instant, more than 100,000 people were washed away without a trace, and their lives were the most protected. How could they not be excited?

"Hu Yanqing?" Jin Xin called tentatively.

"Dad, Grandpa." Hu Yanqing's eyes were dull and dull, and he looked at Jin Xin with a giggle and shouted.

"You really ruined it. Unfortunately, at least he is also a commander of more than 100,000, a powerful demon general! Jin Xin sighed.

No longer paying attention to this abandoned beautiful middle-aged man, Jin Xin curiously called out what was in his head.

"Breaking the sky?" Jin Xin muttered, "Such a awesome name?"

****I'm a lovely dividing line****

Ning Bui looked at the river rushing in the distance. He scolded his mother quickly, and then left the battlefield in an instant and withdrew his army towards a high mountain in the distance.

The white demon wolf army who fought with him obviously also found the torrent of water, temporarily gave up their hard work, and rushed madly to the mountain where Ning would not return.

Rather, he smiled coldly, led the soldiers to firmly guard the road up the mountain, and then proudly watched the white demon wolf cubs rush into the distance by the turbulent water.

"Damn, that boy is so cruel!" Ning Bgui squinted at the torrential water, but he was faintly worried: "It seems that the fire clan has a grassland-like villa near Yangguan. In this way, I'm afraid the villa is gone.

"Marshal." A soldier looked excitedly at the endless waterway: "The white demon wolf seems to be over, and our task has been completed. Let's go back now."

"Go back?" Ning Bui pulled a strange smile from the corners of his mouth: "Why did you reply? It seems to be a wonderful thing to beat the falling dog!" His red face emitted a slight golden light, which was obviously extremely excited.

"Hm?" The soldier was stunned, and then laughed cheaply.

The flood didn't come to an end until noon the next day.

The whole vast wasteland looks shiny under the sunlight at this time. The trees were also washed away, and the broken branches stretched straight into the sky, as if to accuse someone's evil deeds. Only the weak grass shook its body at this time and slowly stood up from the state of crawling on the ground, swaying slightly in the wind.

The army of hundreds of thousands of white demon wolves has gone nineteen to nine, leaving only more than ten thousand people who are very miserable to retreat dejectedly under the leadership of the temporary commander. At this time, his leader Hu Yanqing was afraid that he was still calling his father in Jin Xin's account.

"Kill!" Suddenly, a sound of killing suddenly sounded. It made the white demon wolf soldier, who was originally a frightened bird, trembled. They had been scared for a long time, and now they turned around and ran away without looking back.

However, the land is so mud that they can't run away from the cavalry.

Rather, I didn't know that more than a thousand cavalry were put together and wrapped their hooves on wide boards, chasing the white demon wolf remnants very strangely but quickly.

But he was not in a hurry to kill the enemy, but cut down the last thousand people like watermelons crying. The tragic cry stimulated the eardrums of the people in front of them, and their speed suddenly doubled.

When they stopped to rest in shock, the shocking killing sounded again, and the army, like a ghost in the dark, quietly killed again, driving them away desperately again.

In this way, whenever they fled crazily and couldn't see the frightening cavalry want to stop and rest, the devilish army would quickly kill them and howl.

This devil's cavalry is like death. In a few days, more than 10,000 troops have been miserable.

Then the thousand cavalry divided into several teams and madly killed the surviving white demon wolf soldiers on the grassland. So much so that those white wolf soldiers will flee without looking back when they see the cavalry.

For a while, the demons who were closest to animals began to be afraid of cavalry, which had to be said to be a great irony.

Ning Bui looked at several white demon wolf soldiers in the distance, looked at the sun in the sky, waved his hand and recalled the soldiers who were going to chase the killing and said, "It's getting late. It's time for us to go back. Presumably, this war should be over. It's time for us to go home."

He was a little crazy. He looked up at the direction of the human world and suddenly wanted to go back to his home.

"Marshal, what's wrong with you?" A soldier looked at him puzzledly.

"Oh. Nothing." Ning Bui raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Mom, I was just blown into my eyes by an insect."

Looking at the cooking smoke rising in the distance, Ningbuki muttered, "I suddenly want to eat chicken stewed mushrooms." Of course, it was stewed by the gentle and virtuous wife in his own family.

"Go back to the camp!" Taking back his long thoughts, he patted the horse's buttocks fiercely and galloped towards the canyon first.

The horseshoe array left a few wolf smoke. There were also a few rough shouts, floating in the air for a long time.

The few white demon wolf soldiers who thought they were going to die couldn't believe it. Look at me and look at you. Then they fell to the ground, kissed the earth deeply, and then jumped out and ran to the smoke on the grassland with tears of joy.

This scene made the white demon wolf soldiers tremble like a few centuries. The pursuit of thousands of miles of grassland finally came to an end in the dazzling sunshine.

Several broken war flags and bloody broken weapons lay quietly on the grass, reminding everyone of the killings that have just ended and reminding those cruel wars.