The Invincible Player of Survival in the Wilderness

Although they did not witness with their own eyes the glorious years experienced by the legendary figures in that turbulent era, this situation gave Lu Yongsen a new understanding of Ouyang Kun's way of controlling people, and he also felt deeply for it. Health admiration.

In fact, not to mention someone like Lu Yongsen who already admired Ouyang Kun, even the second child Duan, who always liked to complain about Ouyang Kun, was completely sighing in his heart at this moment.

I thought to myself that Ouyang Kun, the old fox's ability to flicker is really not covered up. It's really amazing that people of all kinds in the society are so dedicated to doing things for him.

However, after sighing for a while, Lu Yongsen began to wonder again.

I thought to myself, didn’t Duan’s second brother just say that all monks and priests came here?Why do all these people look normal except for their superior temperament?

Just as Lu Yongsen thought of this, he suddenly felt something, and turned his head abruptly.

I happened to see an old Taoist priest wearing a simple Taoist robe, walking slowly towards this side with a little boy. Along with him was an old monk with long eyebrows.

Similarly, the monk in monk's robe also brought a young monk.

The monk stepped forward, handed the rolled up newspaper to Ouyang Kun, frowned and said, "This earthquake caused so many casualties, it really makes the old monk angry!

These foreign beasts are really sinful, even if they are not bound by the six realms of reincarnation, in this vast universe, they will have their own punishment from heaven! "

The monk who came up to talk was none other than the master Liang Guozheng whom Ouyang Kun made a special trip to Wutai Mountain some time ago to meet him.

Just after the old monk finished speaking, the old Taoist who accompanied him also came to Ouyang Kun and said, "You don't explain what happened back then, maybe it's because of your difficulties.

I thought about it later, and whether those things were right or wrong actually has nothing to do with the common people in this future world.

If this battle really affected the overall situation because I didn't do my best, then I would be a sinner for the entire Chinese nation, and I would be ashamed of the ability passed down to me by my ancestors. "

As he spoke, he looked at the crowd of people who came to report because of the secret order of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and sighed, "As you said that day, few of our old brothers are still alive.

Perhaps after this catastrophe, the rest of us should have reached the end, the time to die.That being the case, let us have less regrets! "

The old Taoist who spoke was none other than Qiu Wuji, a Taoist hermit who Ouyang Kun made a special trip to visit Wudang Mountain a few days ago.

Like Liang Guozheng, he was one of the eight veterans of the Six Departments of National Security, but his major was geomantic omen.

In fact, Ouyang Kun never expected that the two of them would come.

One was because Ouyang Kun felt ashamed of the two of them because of certain things, and the other was because Liang Guozheng, Qiu Wuji, and Wang Mazi had the most stubborn and weird personalities among the eight elders.

Of course, the more eccentric a person is, the more amazing his ability will be.

Among the eight brothers, apart from Ouyang Kun, these three were the most capable and capable.

However, although the two of them came this time, which was beyond Ouyang Kun's expectation, but after thinking about it, it was reasonable.

Because the gods let these special people come to this world, it is all arranged in the dark.

So for some special things in the world, they are destined not to be alone!

……

Ouyang Kun stared at the two people, and couldn't help but think of the glorious years when they came out of the martial arts hall, fought together, and made countless military exploits together.

After a long time, Ouyang Kun seemed to feel that the blood of the past was once again stirred up in his body!

He seemed to see himself in military uniform, standing on the graduation platform of the lecture hall, determined to create a career with great ambitions.

With this in mind, Ouyang Kun suppressed the agitation in his heart, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly facing the waterfall flying down in the distance and the cold wind.

"Lecture hall, Basu, return to your seat!"

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Chapter 770 Anthony's Threat

Huaxia, the imperial capital.

The sky in the imperial capital is gray today, coupled with the pattering rain, the news of the great earthquake in the west casts a shadow even more.

On the large open-air screen in a bustling business district, the latest news about the front line of the earthquake was still scrolling.

Pedestrians and vehicles passing through the commercial district couldn't help but slow down when they saw the pictures on the big screen. Looking at the big screen, they showed an emotion called concern.

night.

In a large square, thousands of spontaneous young volunteers, as well as many spectators, lit white candles on the ground of the huge square to form a heart.

The little flames danced faintly in the drizzle.

Volunteers at the scene, in order not to let the flames go out, everyone spontaneously used clothes, backpacks, bodies, etc. to cover the wind and rain.

They don't know each other, even from different cities across the country.But at this moment, they are holding each other's hands tightly and caring about each other.

At this moment, on the large screen in the square, the images transmitted from the front line of the disaster area were still playing.

The ground trembled and the houses collapsed.

There are compatriots who always close their eyes and are carried out of the ruins by the welcome staff...

Every firefighter gritted their teeth and started the rescue. They knew that they couldn't be sad or cry at this moment, because there might be compatriots waiting for their rescue under some of the ruins.

They cannot waste every second.

The scenes on the big screen touched the hearts of everyone in the square. Their faces were full of concern and sadness, and tears kept falling...

Everyone's heart is heavy.

Even the busy taxis on weekdays will subconsciously slow down when passing this square, and dare not honk their horns, for fear of disturbing the people who are stuck on their backs.