Iron Cross Fire

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Dasheng shouted: "Why? Those major sects are all ungrateful. Even if we save them, they won't be grateful. Have you forgotten how they treated Fengzi? And I heard that those who pretended to be Tianmen are all very powerful. Especially the leader, the woman named Long Qianyu, who is a fifth-level martial emperor."

At the same time, Xue Li also came over with the child in her arms and said to Wen Chouchou: "Husband, just listen to the Great Sage. I think he is right. We shouldn't save the major sects."

Since marrying Wen Chouchou, Xue Li has always been following her husband's lead. No matter what Wen Chouchou does, she fully supports him.

Only this time, Xue Li really couldn't support him.

Huh!

Wen Chouchou breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly: "For the sake of the Earth Circle Continent, we must save the major sects. That Long Qianyu is indeed very strong, but I heard that Long Qianyu is not in Zhaixing Tower. So, if we take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, we have a great chance of saving the major sects."

Speaking of this, Wen Chouchou looked at Wen Xiaoyu and said: "Son, your dad is going to beat the bad guys, do you support it?"

"Beat the bad guys, beat the bad guys..." Wen Xiaoyu is only over one year old. Although he is not very articulate, he is still very excited and waves his pink little fists: "Dad beats the bad guys People... Great... When Xiaoyu grows up, he wants to be like... Daddy!"

Haha...

Hearing this, Wen Chouchou laughed heartily and said to Xue Li: "See, my son supports me!"

Xue Li looked coquettish and said helplessly: "Since you have decided, it's up to you."

Sun Dasheng also nodded, raised his glass, and said to Wen Chouchou: "Okay, Brother Wen insists on saving the grandsons of the major sects, so I will go with you! Come, Brother Wen, this cup, I wish us success!"

Wen Chouchou laughed, clinked glasses with Sun Dasheng, and drank it all.

It's worth having such brothers in life!

After a few glasses of wine, Sun Dasheng and Wen Chouchou issued an order to quickly summon the disciples of Changsheng Hall and Huaguoshan to go to Zhaixing Tower to rescue the major sects!

.....

Late at night!

Zhaixing Tower in the night is particularly solemn and quiet. There is a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps around Zhaixing Tower.

Ever since Long Qianyu led the Nanyun soldiers to capture the major sects, they have been locked up here.

Although Long Qianyu is not here now, hundreds of thousands of Nanyun soldiers are guarding the Zhaixing Tower to prevent the major sects from escaping.

"What is that?"

At this moment, someone among the Nanyun soldiers shouted, and suddenly, the surrounding Nanyun soldiers subconsciously looked towards the foot of the Zhaixing Tower.

Hiss!

Suddenly, everyone gasped.

I saw hundreds of thousands of people coming not far away! In front of these hundreds of thousands of people, there were two flags, with three big characters written on them in the moonlight: Changsheng Palace! Huaguo Mountain!

The leaders were Sun Dasheng and Wen Chouchou!

"Disciples of Changsheng Palace, disciples of Huaguo Mountain, listen to my order, kill! Rescue the major sects!" Sun Dasheng held two axes and roared.

As soon as the voice fell, the disciples of Changsheng Palace and Huaguo Mountain started fighting with the Nanyun soldiers!

"Ah..."

In the blink of an eye, accompanied by several screams, more than a dozen Nanyun soldiers were hit by Sun Dasheng's axe, screaming and falling in a pool of blood.

.....

The other side!

Apocalypse Continent, military camp.

At this time, Yue Wuya has been assigned to the military camp to do coolies.

The coolies in the military camp are mainly responsible for carrying coal blocks. Because it is deep winter, the military camp needs to burn coal for heating.

Just now, Yue Wuya had just finished moving coal and got dirty all over. In the military camp, there are hundreds of coolies like him! But Yue Wuya is the youngest.

The coolies in the army cannot be lazy. If they are a little lazy, they will be whipped.

Just after moving the coal, hundreds of coolies sat on the ground, panting. Yue Wuya sat in the crowd, his young body couldn't bear it at all, his little hands were worn out, bleeding, and his little face was full of sweat.

"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner!" Just then, a soldier of the Apocalypse shouted loudly. Then a group of coolies surrounded them.

For these coolies, three meals a day is their happiest time.

"All of you line up!" The soldier of the Apocalypse scolded loudly, holding a black sack in his hand, which was filled with white flour buns.

In the Apocalypse military camp, every coolie can get two buns for every meal. There are no pickles or rice porridge.

"I say it again, all of you line up, if you don't line up, no one can eat." The soldier of the Apocalypse said unhappily.

After the voice fell, these hundreds of coolies, no one dared to grab, and they began to line up, each person received two buns.

Yue Wuya was at the end of the line, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, it was finally his turn. After he received two buns, he squatted in the corner and began to eat the buns.

How old is he? He just moved so many coal blocks, and he was already starving. Although the steamed buns tasted bad, at least they could fill his stomach, and Yue Wuya ate them with great relish.

As he was about to take a bite, he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and the steamed bun in Yue Wuya's hand was snatched away.

"Yue Wuya, right? You are young, you can't eat two steamed buns, I'll eat them for you!"

Yue Wuya looked back and saw a boy of seven or eight years old standing behind him. He was dark-skinned and very strong. It was he who stole his steamed bun. This boy was also a coolie here.

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