Chapter 1765 — Severing Love, Ending Hatred
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
The various armies pursued all the way, and in the Heavenly Court's great camp, another encirclement and annihilation was still underway. The Heavenly Court officers and soldiers who had not had time to escape the great camp fell into heavy encirclement; everywhere was the fire of war, and the battlefield was divided into piece after piece.
"Where are the officers and soldiers of the Carefree Land? " Ling Yuxiu's divine city arrived, and she asked the Blind Elder.
The Blind Elder immediately flew out of the divine city, and Ling Yuxiu hastily instructed the formation masters behind her, saying, "Quickly, summon the Medicine King God! " In the Heavenly Court's great camp, the Heavenly Saber Butcher and the others dispersed the Heavenly Court gods and demons besieging the Carefree Land and looked toward the battlefield.
They saw collapsed palaces and buildings everywhere, a scene of utter devastation. Of the Carefree Land's two hundred thousand officers and soldiers, only two or three thousand remained, every one of them wounded. Many familiar figures could no longer be seen.
The Heavenly Saber Butcher sheathed his blade and walked through the pools of blood. Suddenly, a Carefree Land officer or soldier reached out a single arm and grabbed the hem of his trousers.
The Butcher looked down and saw that the Carefree Land soldier had been cut in two at the waist, his other arm gone as well, barely clinging to life by a thread. "Brother, give me a clean end. " The Carefree Land soldier looked up, forcing a smile onto his scarred face. The Butcher took out the wound medicine he carried and tended the man's wounds, saying in a low voice, "Do not worry.
In those years, I too was wounded as gravely as you, and afterward I survived. Jing Ping has the Creation Mystic Art; so long as you can learn it, what is lost can grow back. .
. Alchemist!
Where is the alchemist?
" He bellowed at the top of his voice, but there were simply too many wounded; the alchemists in the Jing Ping army were far from enough. The officers and soldiers under his command each took out their own wound medicine and distributed it to the Carefree Land wounded.
The Butcher came to Wen Tiange's side.
Wen Tiange shook his head, barely raising a finger: "Save the farmer first.
. . " The Butcher hurried to the direction he pointed.
He saw the Martial Arts Heavenly Master Zhuo Cha lying on the ground, shielding Yan Yunxi beneath him.
The Butcher forcefully moved the Martial Arts Heavenly Master aside, and saw that this old farmer had already breathed his last, while Yan Yunxi still had a breath left. It must have been that amid the chaotic army, the Martial Arts Heavenly Master had desperately shielded Yan Yunxi, preserving Yan Yunxi's life, but had himself not held on until victory's arrival.
He could not spare a thought for Zhuo Cha; he hastily applied medicine for Yan Yunxi. Yan Yunxi stared with wide eyes but could see nothing; both her eyes had been pierced blind by the poisoned needles of the Heavenly Court's Great Sun Star Lord. "Is Zhuo Cha all right?
" she asked.
The Butcher looked at the Martial Arts Heavenly Master's corpse, nodded, then remembered she could not see, and said, "He is well. " "That is good.
" Yan Yunxi smiled: "After this war is over, we will marry and go into seclusion. I have already agreed with him.
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. Wen Tiange, this old lady does not like you anymore. This old lady has someone she likes! You have no human warmth about you; only then did I realize that what I liked was not you.
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. " As she smiled and smiled, she coughed blood again and again.
Qi Xiayu lay in Indra's arms. The once most handsome of men had now become the most hideous of the Wrathful Wisdom Kings, yet neither Qi Xiayu nor Indra had any oil left to burn. In this battle, the Crimson Emperor had entered nirvana nine times, her battle power growing stronger each time, but after the ninth, she had exhausted all her vitality.