"Good boy has backbone, uncle, I admire you!" Fan Kuai put away the tower shield, patted Xia Xun on the shoulder, and laughed loudly at him with a thumbs up.

Such a bold and rough man can always win the favor of most people at the first time. What is particularly rare is that such people also have unique skills and great power to strive to drive mountains and outlook the world.

"What do you admire? It's just a little responsibility." Xia Xun used his left hand to touch the sword spine of the Frost Sword, in order to subtly restore the sword's endurance. He did not take Fan Kuai's praise to heart.

How could he be fearless of the Chen family's forces? How could he have no support? Since the Chen family is rooted in Huaye, its power is naturally north of the Yangtze River. Now the situation in the entire north and Jiangdong is not the same. They are also trapped in the quagmire of bloody battles with the dark monsters. When he followed the large army north to Jingdong, it would be different if Huaye still has the power of the Chen family. What's more, by that time, human society will almost be dominated by professionals. It's not necessarily true that whoever is causing trouble for whom.

"Since everyone is dead, there is nothing to say about this matter. Those who have grudges and resentment have been cleared. I will never want to interfere with you young people anymore." This time, the peace was in vain. Liu Qirui, who felt very disappointed, said coldly, turned around and walked towards the military car when he came.

As soon as the boss of the division moved on, the officers who had been following him who were obedient all over the place were scattered, fearing that they could not hide and crawled back into their car.

In their opinion, the profession of Xia Xun was too dangerous. Seeing his killing, he felt that the other party did not take the lives of these high-ranking officials seriously, killing them as soon as they say they were killed, and even blinking their eyes.

"This time we went to Licheng with the 709th Division. In fact, we were all carrying our elders. Now the end of the world has suddenly come, and there are dangers everywhere. It is estimated that it will take not long for the elders to send people to pick us up. It seems that we can't accompany you to Jinling."

Yu Feidao beat Xia Xun's shoulder with a punch. Although he didn't have a long contact, his brothers and sisters really fell in love with this powerful young man who did his own things.

"The world has a banquet. When I go to Jinling to get rid of my little mustard business, I will leave my head north and we will meet again when the time comes." Xia Xun bowed to everyone and smiled knowingly, without any sadness of parting in his words.

"Okay! Then after we go back, we will clean up!" Yu Feidao and the other two waved to Xia Xun, got on a military vehicle left specifically for them, and then stirred up huge smoke and dust, and rushed around the large army and drove eastward.

"Oh, it turns out that people's hearts are not old, and I don't know how to carry me for a long time." Looking at the military car that was leaving, only him and Uncle Fan Kuai were left on the ground. Xia Xun couldn't help but complain.

The large army that fled slowly began to move again. This time, the leaders were no longer tied, and their speed was more than one level faster than the previous few times. The refugees almost got out of the old cough and pant before they could barely keep up with the speed of the large army.

Such speed will naturally cause smoke and dust to rise everywhere, and the huge smoke screen almost enveloped the entire fugitive team in the choking dust.

It was on such a dusty road that Fan Kuai looked at the leaving large troops, and had already decided in his heart that he would get rid of the large troops.

However, he did not want to leave without saying goodbye like the Fu brothers, and he was worried that Xia Xun would suffer losses when meeting with senior military officials, so he could only follow everyone silently and try to help Xia Xun when he suffered losses. However, the person who caused the accident is dead now, and the military system did not mean to make things difficult for Xia Xun. Now it is time for him to retire.

Once again, he patted Xia Xun's shoulder like an elder, Fan Kuai's voice was filled with sadness of parting: "Little brother, just like you said, the banquet that will end in the world. Now it's time for the uncle to leave. Fight with you. The uncle feels very excited. If there is a chance in the future, we will fight together...and fight side by side!"

Fan Kuai was a little moved in his words, but he didn't expect that in his forties or fifties, he could still have a comrade-like friendship with a young man.

"Well, uncle, why are you sad? Zhongzhou is so big, there will be times when you meet wherever you go. Don't worry, I believe we will see you again soon!" Xia Xun couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this burly and bold middle-aged man. True feelings on this battlefield are indeed a famous saying. Even a man like an iron will be moved by the sincere friendship of life and death.

"See you again!" Uncle Fan Kuai seemed to feel that he was too disgusted when he parted, but it was not beautiful. He simply took a deep breath of the cold and cold air at night, then turned around and walked towards the north.

"..." Looking at the direction where Fan Kuai left, Xia Xun felt speechless. The other side where the uncle was walking seemed to be the location of the Yangtze River...

I hope he won't go back.

It was so pure now. Xia Xun, who was alone, smiled bitterly helplessly. As expected, comrades are not reliable. If they cannot tie the chariot, they will definitely be separated.

"Woo!~~~~" Just as Xia Xun was feeling, a long and distant sound suddenly came from the distant east, just like the sound of trumpets that were blowing together when the army set out in ancient times. The sound was so loud that the four fields were shaking, causing panic among the fleeing troops.

"It seems something is wrong?" Hearing the long sound of the sound like a horn, Xia Xun frowned, opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

At this moment, a group of black things were flying towards this place, not far away. Under the heavy night, a huge, moldy green tree was slowly walking from east to west.

That guy isn't a rotting giant tree, right?

Looking at the huge moving tree that was not even showing blood bars in the distance, Xia Xun shivered, and suddenly the corrupt giant tree that appeared in his previous life that could infinity violent soldiers appeared in his heart.

Trolls, orcs, ghosts, and demons. When countless monsters can be created by giant trees, they will then rush up to the city wall without limit. Even if Jinling is transformed into a solid wall, they can only helplessly be knocked on the door by this giant tree that can produce frantically, completely shattering the dream of human beings to stick to danger.

Therefore, such things are nothing different from mobile combat fortresses, and they are even better than them.

But this guy is not lurking around Jinling to accumulate strength so that he can attack Jinling in the future, but instead runs to the west?

"However, as soon as this guy leaves, maybe Jinling will really be able to defend...

(ps: Book friends are really sorry. There was no such chapter, but I was afraid that some book friends would think that Xia Xunlei was too abrupt, so they wrote a short single chapter overnight. This chapter is not included in today's two updates, so I would like to collect today.)
Chapter completed!