The strongest counterattack system

Chapter 45

The night in summer is later than in the past, its beauty is not like the silver in winter, but more in the gold of dusk that renders everything!

A round of red sun hung high in the sky in the west, and the evening red projected on the two figures on the edge of the cliff, stretching the two black shadows long.

Clouds and smoke linger in the distance, and the mountains are towering, as if standing in the clouds.

Nearby are the classical and elegant pavilions, and the vegetation beside the buildings is verdant.

Not far behind the two figures, there is also a steep cliff, on which a thin silver-white line pours down, which is really a beautiful picture.

Of these two figures, one is old but still energetic, and the other is young and full of vigor, as if they want to disperse the twilight of the dusk!

"Feng'er, I watched the stars last night as a teacher, and found that the four main stars of Ziwei were shining in the sky at the same time. With a pale beard, he uttered a prophecy, "The dragon's veins have reappeared, the end of the Dharma will be a world of great struggle, and the proud son of heaven will appear in the world to fight for that ray of life!"

"You go!"

"Master!" The young man knelt down on the ground, weeping, and kowtowed nine times to the old man, "I'm not filial, I can't always serve you around."

"Hey!" The old man looked up at the slanting sun in the sky and sighed slightly, "The day you worshiped me as your teacher, I knew that you had an extraordinary life. Now the dragon veins have reappeared, and the fairy fate has re-opened, to realize you. Your mission!" After speaking, he sighed slightly again, and his whole body gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared.

The young man wiped away his tears, with a flash of determination in his eyes, he carried the package and walked down the mountain. Since he was born, he has shouldered a mission that cannot be rejected, because the blood of hatred flows in his body.

"Fool!" On another cliff, the old man looked at the departing young man and sighed, "You are already the last heir of the Guigu lineage, why do you have to be the soul of the Shen family? Come on, let's go, the wind and cloud are gathering, Jin Lin is still in the pond, and there is no sign of death, so I feel relieved as a teacher."

Unlike the sadness of the old man, Ichiro Yamamoto, who is far away in the island country, is now in ecstasy.

"Yaoxi!" Yamamoto Ichiro looked at the obviously downsized subordinates in the lobby without any dissatisfaction, but very happy.As for those who were missing, they naturally made their last contributions, and were sent to the Jin Kingdom Shrine by Ichiro Yamamoto as a trade item, and those onmyojis were very satisfied with this transaction, and have decided to send five warlocks and five ninjas Come and help him.

"Remember everything for me. No matter how much you pay, even if you sacrifice all of you, you must get it back this time!" Yamamoto Ichiro said loudly to his subordinates in front of him, his eyes flickering. Fanaticism, "Just take the things back, and when I control that power, I will be a god, and you will all wake up from your deep sleep again, under my bestowal—eternal! Live! No! Die!"

"Think about it, think about the eternal life, think about our supreme rights, you still have the choice of women in the world, and you still have access to the wealth of the world! You can own whatever item you get back on the Internet!" Yamamoto Ichiro fanatically bewitched, and at the same time turned on the huge screen behind him, showing a photo "He is just a high school student, even if he is protected by Huaxia, but why do you all shrink back like this? Have you given up? Have you given up on eternity?"

"Our compatriots were slaughtered, our companions died there, and some people sacrificed themselves for our future and were tortured to death by those evil magicians. Are you going to continue to be cowardly like this? No, you can't!" Ichiro Yamamoto roared, and immediately there was an even louder response from below. "Follow me, go to that country, and take back our theocracy! Revenge!"

"Revenge! Revenge!" The mercenaries under Ichiro Yamamoto roared with red eyes, and then packed their equipment well-trained and rushed out with Ichiro Yamamoto.

Also in the island country, the other person is not so motivated. He is carrying a briefcase, with a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, and looks like an extremely gentle scholar.

Slowly passing through the security check, slowly boarding the plane, sitting on the plane and thinking slowly, the gentle expression gradually turned ferocious, "You dog thief, wait, I'm back. I will avenge the ancestor's blood revenge."

"First, sir, are you alright?" The woman sitting next to him was a little concerned when she saw that the man she liked so much showed such a terrifying expression.Hearing the voice beside him, the man suddenly woke up from his contemplation, rubbed his eyes, and showed an elegant smile to the woman, which made the other party feel a sense of infatuation.

"It's okay, my name is Zhu Zixuan, how about you?"

When Zhu Zixuan was chatting excitedly with the woman he met on the plane, a man with the same surname Zhu in Huaxia Capital had a gloomy expression.

"Hey, Young Master Zhu Ze, are you still practicing? How is it? You have achieved a lot today, right?" A thick-faced man pointed at what he said Zhu Ze cared about. ridicule.

"It's none of your business, just take care of yourself!" Zhu Ze said disgustedly.

"Aren't I concerned about Young Master Zhu Ze? Young Master is the last heir of Emperor Ming. Of course I have to care about it. I'll give you my greetings!" The man was taken aback but he didn't get angry. Instead, he sarcastically said with a smile on his face.

"Hehe!" Zhu Ze sneered and did not answer.

The man shrank his pupils, pointed at Zhu Ze, and said, "I call you young master, you really treat yourself as something. You are just a waste who can't cultivate, a 26-year-old waste who has not even reached the supernatural."

"Shut up, Yao Wu, what are you, dare to talk to me like that?" Zhu Ze's face was livid, he yelled and turned around to leave, but was stopped by the other party.

"Zhu Ze, be sensible and hand over the inheritance of Emperor Ming, otherwise don't blame me for disregarding the friendship between Zhu and Yao!" Yao Wu stretched out his hand to stop Zhu Ze, and said sternly.

"Qingyi?" Zhu Ze sneered, "Since you want Emperor Ming's inheritance so much, then give it to you!"

"You know...hungry, you..." Yao Wuzheng looked at Zhu Ze arrogantly, but he didn't expect that the other hand directly inserted into his heart.

"Emperor Ming's inheritance? I don't even know how to tell you? Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you! Extraordinary? Just an ant!" Zhu Ze pulled out his hand and wiped the blood on Yao Wu's face, and said disdainfully, "Don't be afraid, soon, everyone in your Yao family will go down to accompany you, just like the Shen family who followed Emperor Ming to conquer the world!"

"Please..." Yao Wu's eyes flashed with fear, he opened his mouth, and swallowed his last breath.

Zhu Ze shook his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at a certain place in the sky, and remained silent for a long time, like a motionless statue.

Zhu Zixuan, who was chatting with the woman on the plane, turned his head in response and looked in one direction, with a look of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

Ma Xiaoling, who just got off the plane at Kyoto Airport, was carrying her makeup box, still wearing the black windbreaker, and kicked away a pervert who wanted to moles her.

The young man who came down from the mountain walked steadily in the valley with a sword on his back, looked up at the sky, and continued to move forward with a determined face.

There are many other forces. At the same moment, some sneaked into China without anyone noticing, and some were preparing to sneak in...

(End of this chapter)