Qi Yuan listened to Yuan Qi’s impassioned speech and said for a long time: “I guard Wugui City and it has nothing to do with Daxia.

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Simply because I am the guardian of Wugui City."

He doesn't want to receive favors from others for no reason.

Hearing this, Yuan Qi didn't understand for a while.

But he soon understood.

This guardian envoy should be the kind of person who cares about the common people.

I am not from Daxia, but I don’t want to see the south fall into the hands of the north, so I go to the Central Plains alone.

Sitting in the city of no return.

Don't be limited to a small family or a small country, and serve the common people of the world.

This is the real great monk!

The respect in Yuan Qi's heart was even greater.

However, he thought of his brother, and finally asked in a deep voice: "I wonder if my seniors saw the soldiers from Daxia, Song Ziying, when they came to Wugui City."

Not long after I arrived, two ordinary soldiers from Song Ziying came here.

They said that they were attacked on the road and the whole army was wiped out. Only the two of them were seriously injured and escaped. In the end... they died in Wugui City within a few days." Qi Yuan recalled those two people.

One is named Zhang Sheng and the other is named Chen Jiao.

If the two of them changed their names, maybe they wouldn't have such a fate, Qi Yuan thought.

"Their graves are buried deep in Wugui City.'

Yuan Qi felt heavy in her heart when she heard this.

Before he came, he had already made such speculations.

Seeing the truth makes my heart hurt even more.

His grandfather, his father, his eldest brother, three generations of his family, all died in Wugui City.

"The fragrance you wear on the back should be daughter's fragrance, right?" Qi Yuan smelled a faint aroma of wine.

"Exactly." Yuan Qi replied in a deep voice.

He traveled thousands of miles and came to Wugui City just so that the soldiers here could taste the wine of his hometown again and let them know that Daxia has never forgotten them.

Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao came here and drank bad wine.

It just so happens that you have brought some good wine, so you can go and pay homage to them." Qi Yuan still remembered that the daughter's incense that Chen Jiao held up before his death tasted really bad.

I'm afraid only Chen Jiao and Zhang Sheng still drank with gusto.

Let me propose a toast to you senior first." Yuan Qi said, taking off the bottle of wine from her back.

"I don't drink." After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he flew up to the city wall. He looked towards the vast desert in the distance and said loudly, "From now on, you people from Daxia will never come back to Wugui City.

I will guard this place and it will be impregnable. No one can steal from my house.

Even if you want to come, just bring some military flags."

Qi Yuan didn't know how many years he would guard here.

It is always good to have more military flags.

Otherwise, it will be bad if you cannot attract evil spirits.

Hearing this, Yuan Qi felt mixed emotions in his heart. He looked at the thin figure on the city wall, saluted solemnly and set off on the road to Wugui City. He never thought about returning.

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He didn't know when the city would be destroyed and people would die, but he was not afraid.

In Jialan City, the guard Dong Long has a beard all over his face and most of his hair has turned white. He stands on the majestic giant city, with the military flags of the army erected and the wind blowing the flags.

The guard envoy glanced at Liu Wentai with a surprised look in his eyes: "He doesn't want to come?"

The garrison of Jialan City was really unexpected.

Daxia is a small country, and its national power is not even one-tenth of Dasui's.

In more than ten years, Daxia lost Wugui City and was about to be merged into Dasui.

Now that Wugui City has a new guardian, who is also a protector of the country, Dong Long naturally wants to win over him.

"What a pity." The other party didn't want to come, and Dong Long couldn't force him.

One person guards a city, without support or supplies. One day, he will be overwhelmed by the increasingly powerful demonic army.

He was lamenting the passing of a hero.

"Go down." Since he didn't come, Dong Long stopped thinking about it.

Now, he has reached a critical moment in organizing a large army to counterattack Missan.

He must kill Misang and other demon controllers.

After this matter is over, he can go back to Dasui once. His granddaughter was just born when he left Beijing. This time when he goes back, his great-grandson, whom he has never met, will probably get married.

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kill!

kill!

kill!

At the foot of Wugui City, Qi Yuan held his sword and looked at the army of thousands of demons in front of him.

His eyes were blazing red and he kept killing.

Powerful demons, in Qi Yuan's hands, are like ridiculous weeds, being harvested continuously by his broken sword.

The experience bar is skyrocketing like crazy.

The sources of evil are also constantly accumulating.

Qi Yuan noticed that the more he killed, the more excited he became, and he seemed to be eager for blood, whether it was because of the evil source.

He was like a cold-blooded and ruthless war machine, moving in and out of the demonic army in less than half an hour.

Thousands of evil demons' army were all killed by him.

"End the work!" Qi Yuan blew the blood off the broken sword as before, and then returned to the city wall.

The city wall is towering and majestic, and it is guarded by Qi Yuan, so the evildoers never come back.

On the city wall, Yuan Qi looked at Qi Yuan, who was as brave as a god descending to earth, with respect in his eyes.

Congratulations sir, you refused again and killed thousands of demon walls!

It's not a big deal, I'm just having a hand addiction." Qi Yuan glanced at Yuan Qi next to him.

It has been three years since Yuan Qi came to Wugui City. His face is much more dry, cracked and yellow than when he first met him.

The once handsome young man has become a weathered old man.

Senior, there is another happy event. Just yesterday, Dong Long, the garrison commander of Jialan City, besieged Misan and defeated the evil army. Misan was severely wounded and escaped. This place will be peaceful for several years.x?s?5?2?0?

?.c?o?" Yuan Qi said, very excited.

In my heart, I also have great admiration for Dong Long, the guardian of Jialan City.

After all, every time Daxia defended Wugui City, the entire army ended up being annihilated.

However, Jialan City successfully counterattacked!

How not to be inspiring!

Now that Missan has been severely damaged, Wugui City will face much less pressure.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan's expression did not change at all: "I hope that the army of demons who are fleeing will

Come to the City of No Return more."

He had no feelings at all about such exciting news.

When Yuan Qi saw this, the smile on her face faded.

Night falls and the world becomes dark.

A familiar voice sounded in Qi Yuan's ears again, "You are becoming more and more like a demon."

In the underground palace, Ning Tao's pale face showed deep fatigue.

She looked at Qi Yuan, who was trapped by her, with a particularly complicated expression.

Do I look like a demon?" Qi Yuan's consciousness shifted from Wugui City to the mass of flesh and blood.

"It's not like, but it is." Hearing Qi Yuan's voice, a smile appeared on Ning Tao's face, "I am increasingly suspicious that you are the legendary blood demon who brings disaster to the people."

Ning Tao was smiling, as if he was proud of knowing Qi Yuan's identity.
To be continued...