Nightfall

More than 2,000 young and middle-aged warriors led by Tang, who have been wandering in the wilderness for the period after the winter, successfully avoided the coalition forces of Zuojing Wangting and Xiling Temple with their familiarity with the Tianji Mountain Range After the chase, he finally completed a perfect ambush in the canyon.

Such revenge will never end. The coalition forces of Zuojing Wangting and Xiling Temple will inevitably intensify the fight against the deserted people. Tang began to withdraw the deserted soldiers to the north, and a black carriage was added to the team. .

The Central Plains is already in the spring season, but there is still snow drifting deep in the north of the wasteland.

In the past few years, the deserted people who went south battled with the coalition forces of Zuoying Wangting and Xiling Temple, and finally failed to support them. They were forced to retreat a thousand miles to the north and came to this bitter cold area.

Compared with the already frozen Atami and the extremely northern cold regions, the climate here can be tolerated by the deserted people, and can even be called warm, but for Ning Que, especially the seriously ill Sang Sang, here The climate is really harsh.

Tang arranged for the two of them to live in a relatively remote animal skin tent. Ning Que looked at the barren tribe camp in the distance and stretched for more than ten miles, and asked, "When will I see the old people in the Presbyterian Association?"

"I will deal with this matter first. You guys are here to wait one night."

Tang passed the wine bag tied around his waist.

In the more than ten days since his return to the north, drinking this bitter wine made by the barren has become a habit every day. Ning Que didn't take it seriously and took a few sips. The pouch is small and small, seemingly delicate, and in fact there is no interruption. After a while the bladder collapsed.

At this moment, a muffled noise suddenly sounded beside her. Ning Que didn't know why she fell to the ground. Seeing that he kept licking his mouth, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Sang Sang felt a little strange, Ning Que's wine was compared with her. It was indeed terrible, but after drinking so many times on the way, he did not see him drunk. Suddenly she did not know what she thought of, and looked up at Tang.

Her eyes are bright and her frowns are serious.

Do not know why. Tang looked at her expression and suddenly felt that his body was a bit cold. He laughed and said, "Just put some loose herbal powder to let him sleep well without harm."

Sang Sang said: "He is in good health and should not be poisoned."

Tang said: "I have practiced Mingzong exercises since I was young, and I know his physical condition well, and the wine is mixed with medicinal powder, not poison, so he will fall asleep likewise."

"Unexpectedly. This wine is of no use to you"

He looked at Sang Sang after a moment of silence and asked, "Are you really the daughter of Pluto?"

Sang Sang yelled.

Tang said: "I don't know what attitude the veteran will take on your arrival. I know that Ning Que is a very dangerous person, so I don't want him to interfere in our internal discussions."

Sang Sang said: "I understand."

Tang said again: "If the elders would not agree to keep you, you will die."

Sang Sang said: "We are here, this is gambling."

Tang said: "But this is his gambling."

Sang Sang said: "I can bear the result."

Tang said nothing more.

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Snowflakes kept falling into the barren camp. The countless tents that were originally full of laughter and singing have become quiet, not because of sorrow or because of the hardships of life-the barren have already learned to calmly treat the death of their people, they have lived a thousand years of hard life- -The quiet is because of the quarrel in the tent in the middle of the camp, and also because of the black carriage that was parked outside the camp.

The tent in the center of the camp was not much different from the tents elsewhere. It's just that dozens of slender ribbons are tied to the tent suture, adding a bit of warmth and mystery.

The supreme authority of the barren tribe is the Presbyterian Church, and because the matter to be discussed today is too important, there are more than twenty barbarian warrior leaders sitting in the room.

"Anyway, I want to fight with the Central Plains people, and it's nothing to keep the netherlands."

"In the past few years, the Xiling Temple has not really invested its power. The Longqing prince was just a dog raised by the Taoist. If you let them know that we have taken the daughter of Pluto, do you think the war will continue in the current mode? By the time The enemy we are facing will be ten times stronger now! "

"Waiting for the Central Plains countries to increase their troops, and waiting for the Xiling Temple to constantly send powerful men into the wilderness. What's the difference between them and them? After all, it's a **** battle, and it doesn't matter if they are strong.

"Time, the most important thing is time. Without the existence of the nuns, the Central Plains nations and the Xiling Temple would still want to save their strength and let others die in our hands. We can fight for time and let the women give birth to more children. So that more children can become real warriors. If we do n’t have time, we ca n’t stand it. ”

"But have you thought about it? Ning Que promises that as long as we accept the nuns, the Academy will not join the war. If the strongmen on the second floor of the Academy come to the wasteland, it will be even more terrible than the Xiling Temple.

"Ning Que fled with the nun all the way, it was tantamount to betraying the world, why would the academy stay neutral because of him? I thought that what he said had no credibility at all."

"The most crucial question is that we barrens worshiped the King of Hades for thousands of years. Now that the daughter of the King of Hades lives in the world, but we do not accept protection, what is the significance of the thousand years of worship?"

"Worshiping the Netherworld for thousands of years, my barren still lives so miserable, and the Netherworld invasion will not do us any good. Are we really going to be the precursors of the Netherworld? I am not willing to be a ghost soldier!"

Ning Que and the daughter of Pluto are not accepted. The deserted people in the tent hold completely opposite opinions. The dispute has continued and no conclusion has been reached. The Great Elder and the most powerful Tang have always remained silent.

The opinions of the two sides were stalemate, and even began to influence each other. The veteran elders gradually had some blood, and the **** impulsive warrior leaders had a lot of worries, but still no results, just for the safety of the barren tribe Many people tend to kill Ning Que and Sang Sang.

The elder elder stood up hard and walked to the case in the middle of the tent. The skinny body, which had been eroded by years and harsh environment for many years, seemed to fall apart just by shaking it twice.

The wooden case was littered with things, including gold leaves, a thick stack of silver tickets, and several waist cards, all of which were found by Tang Congning.

The elder's skinny palm slowly moved across the case and said, "Return these things to the nun later. Regardless of whether you kill or stay, the respect you should have must be maintained."

Tang calmed down, and then walked to the case, ready to put away the debris.

Grand Elder's fingers suddenly tremble, just like the old bamboo in the wind.

Tang looked down at the old man's finger, his eyes narrowed, his body became a little stiff, and he remained silent for a long time, understanding that all of this turned out to be something that was already destined in the past.

Grand Elder glanced at him and sighed, "If that is the case, let them stay."

Tang nodded and said, "I think so too."

The veterans and warrior leaders in the tents were surprised. Even those who were willing to take Ning Que and Sang Sang were a bit stunned. They did not understand why the big veteran and the powerful Tang were always silent, but they suddenly showed at this time Attitude, and still such a clear and firm attitude.

The elders picked up the thing in the case and let everyone see it with their own eyes.

It was a waist card, not gold, wood, or stone. I don't know what the material was. It was pure white. It was embossed with a black pattern. Looking at the fresh marks on the edge, it seemed that it was just recently carved.

The black pattern is a statue, as if it were a human being, and it seems to be a god. The pure white periphery looks like a vast light. Because the person or **** is facing away from the light, his face and body are immersed in deep shadows. It is impossible to see clearly.

The tent was quiet, and the sound of snowflakes falling on the tent became extremely clear.

The great elder said slowly: "More than a thousand years ago, the great priest of the light brought the scriptures of the heavenly book into the wasteland to preach. I started to believe in the Ming sect and sacrificed to the emperor. This is probably the so-called destiny of the heirs of the bright priests. Since this is the case, even if it is genocide, we have to accomplish this. "

Tang looked at the warrior leaders, and said with a look of solemnity: "When I accepted the disciples on behalf of the teachers, I passed on your Mingzong exercises, so that the inheritance continues, and now the inheritance reappears, you should know how to do it."

The warrior leader knelt on one knee and saluted extremely respectfully, responding in unison: "Oath to death."

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Ning Que felt a headache after waking up. At first, he thought it was a problem with the amount of alcohol, and he was a little ashamed. Later, he learned that Tang had taken the medicine, and he became angry. However, when he knew the final decision of the Old Man of the Barren, he was excited Emotions suddenly replaced all negative emotions.

There are just some things he still can't understand.

A few years ago in the wasteland he heard Mo Shanshan say that the Mozong and the barren believe in the king of the king, but they are extremely afraid of the king of the king, because in their teachings, the king of the king means that darkness comes, and the barren also do not Like darkness.

So he could understand that the barbarians were in fear of Sang Sang, but they were unwilling to accept her. So what made the barbarians suddenly change their attitudes and become so positive?

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Eighteen Years of Apocalypse ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The sky has different signs, there are thick clouds, the crows are unpleasant, from the lunar kingdom, through the swamp, through the Tang dynasty, Yuehelan, until Donghuang, and then continue Go north.

The whole world knows that Ning Que entered the deserted tribe with Sang Sang, daughter of Pluto. The Xiling Temple tells the story of the barbarian tribe veterans that ordered the barbarians to immediately kill or hand over the nuns. The Xiling temple promised to stop the barbarians' attacks and to open up large pastures in the barren land to help the barren resurrect.

The barbarian veteran would calmly and firmly reject the request of the Xiling Temple.

The Xiling Temple ordered the whole world to order all practitioners to enter the wasteland. The grains and grasses that had been continuously input into the wasteland became more and more, and countries began to recruit soldiers.

The Xiling Temple said in the encyclopedia that this is no longer just a war against the barren, but a holy war of salvation. The real war is about to begin.

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(Before fighting for two points in the next chapter.) (Unfinished to be continued ...)