Feng Dao glanced at this group of people intently and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Che asked.

"Those few."

Feng Dao smiled faintly: "Three of them are my grandparents, seven of them are my grandfathers, and there are about twenty others who are my uncles and aunts..."

"Their future in martial arts is cut off. With the sound of the avenue and the fragrance of martial arts, they still cannot touch the barriers of martial arts..."

Fang Che frowned and said, "What can I do?"

"no way."

Feng Dao said calmly: "Actually, they have already hurt their origin. They came in when they were forty or fifty years old and fought here until they were almost three hundred years old... The blood shed by each of them is enough to weigh hundreds or even thousands of kilograms. Each of them has been wounded by the enemy.

The chopped meat is enough to weigh hundreds or even thousands of kilograms."

"Although the origin of martial arts seems to be still there, you and I both understand that with such a loss, how can we not damage the origin?"

"But they are the real evergreen trees, and they are also the heroic souls of this secret realm. It is because of them that the things and knowledge in the secret realm can be passed down from generation to generation. Many of the people who accept their inheritance have broken through the holy realm.

The emperor left here, but they can only keep fighting here until one day..."

Feng Dao said heavily: "...Death!"

"Why can't you go out?" Fang Che asked with a frown.

"If you go out without breaking through the Holy Emperor, you will be regarded as... in the secret realm..." Feng Dao said lightly: "... deserter!"

deserter.

These two words made Fang Che understand everything.

Why don't these people leave?

They have fought all their lives, and they have worked hard here all their lives. The entire secret realm almost relies on them to stick to the inheritance. If they are still called deserters in the end...

Even if no one says it, they themselves can't get over the hurdle in their hearts.

After a lifetime of pride, a lifetime of fighting, and a lifetime of glory, just because you didn’t break through to the Holy Emperor and walked out, you became a deserter?

So they would rather die here!

He kept fighting until...the day he died, he was sealed in an ice coffin and carried out as a hero!

That is their only destination!

"How many such people are there in total?"

Fang Che asked through a message.

"Fifty-two!"

Feng Dao had already kept an account in his heart, and every time he saw these fifty-two names, his heart ached.

But even if he is the captain, there is nothing he can do.

Even if you give the order, these people won’t go out!

"Give me the list later."

Fang Che said solemnly: "Now that you haven't left, I can't let go. After you leave, I will think of a way to try."

"You have a way? You actually have a way?"

Feng Dao's eyes widened.

Even in the Guardian headquarters, there aren't many treasures like this that can restore the foundation, right?

Guanxi actually said that there might be a way?

"You actually doubted me."

Fang Che felt a little unhappy, stretched out his hand in front of him, pointed at his finger, and said lightly: "Here, have you seen this space ring?"

"You saw it, what's wrong? Are you awesome if you have a space ring? It's like you don't have one."

Feng Dao rolled his eyes, then he also stretched out his hand, imitating Fang Che's example, pointing at his finger and saying: "Here, have you seen this space ring?"

Fang Che looked at the wind knife, and once again looked at the idiot, and said calmly: "I have five of these things."

Feng Dao also followed suit calmly: "I have this thing... cough cough cough..."

Suddenly he choked, and then his eyes widened: "How...how much? How many do you have?"

"Poor, my ears don't work well at a young age."

Fang Che put his hand behind his back and then stretched it out again. He saw a space ring on each of his five fingers. He said, "Here, have you seen these five space rings?"

Feng Dao's eyes bulged out: "...!!!"

Fang Che encouraged: "You also put your hand behind your back and stretch it out again. Change it into five and then imitate me to speak again and I will listen."

"..."

Feng Dao's face was like the bottom of a pot, and he said angrily: "I can't help you anymore!"

I am just one person, how can I change? This big brother is really not a human being!

Feng Dao felt like he was completely crushed.

Fang Che made a 'cut' sound and looked at him with a smile: "Does it look good? Isn't it quite spectacular? I originally wanted to make ten of them and wear one on all ten fingers. It's a pity that I didn't make it."

"..."

It's indeed quite spectacular, but I don't want to say this.

Feng Dao swallowed his anger and said: "How did you get so many space rings?"

Fang Che slowly picked them off one by one and hid them, and said calmly: "How did it come... Of course I killed the enemy and snatched it away... Could someone give me so many? Didn't you just give it away?"

"Don't talk to me like that with your tongue!"

Feng Dao lamented: "I can't stand this!"

"If you can't stand it, why do you ask? How can you still show off in front of me?"

Fang Che left the original space ring and said: "I still have more than half of the space in the space ring that I haven't taken out."

"???"

Feng Dao bared his teeth and said, "We've already brought out so much wine and meat, and there's still so much more?"

Fang Che sighed and said, "The reason why I keep those things is because the five rings cannot be filled with elixirs or anything else."

Feng Dao staggered.

Holding his temples with his hands: "Wait...I'll take it slow..."

I just feel dizzy.

Your five special rings are filled with elixirs?!

What kind of god are you!

"Are they all filled with pills?" Feng Dao asked in a daze.

"Of course it won't all be pills." Fang Che looked at Feng Dao again as if he was looking at an idiot.

Feng Dao breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is only reasonable. How can it be possible that all the rings are filled with elixirs..."

"Of course there are some other things, such as treasures of heaven and earth, spiritual crystals and so on." Fang Che blinked: "The lowest grade spiritual crystals are the best."

This tone is like coaxing a child.

Feng Dao sat down on the ground and gasped: "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

"There's nothing else? Like weapons? Where do you put them?" Feng Dao asked.

"You are still not convinced that you are stupid."

Fang Che sent a message: "Of course the weapons are in the head. These are all divine metals. Didn't you realize that? Brother, your brain is not good, your ears are a bit deaf, and you can't even use your eyes?"

"!!"

Feng Dao's head exploded.

This time it completely exploded.

I just feel like I can't live anymore. My pride as the 'third generation genius of the three great families of Wind, Rain and Snow' has not been left even after being hit.

I had ten thousand yuan, and I thought I was rich.

But today I met Ma Huateng, and I actually showed off my wealth in front of Ma Huateng. Then I asked him: Do you envy me for being so rich?

"Can you feel safe going out now?"

Fang Che asked.

"Don't worry, don't worry..."
To be continued...