As soon as the martial artists left, Jun Changxiao and the others who survived were teleported out of the Asura Field with thousands of corpses.
"Patriarch …" Li Tiantian and the others who were waiting outside gathered around. When they saw the corpses of Elder Jiang, Elder Ge, and their senior brothers and sisters, they burst into tears.
Jun Changxiao clutched his chest and said in pain, "Bring these heroes who sacrificed for the Falling Star Continent back to the stronghold and give them a proper burial!"
"Yes!"
Li Tiantian, Sima Zhongda, and the others all took action.
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao picked up Lu Qianqian and looked at her cold face. He thought to himself, "Don't do such a stupid thing in reality."
The martial artists of the Lingyuan Continent also rushed over.
They held back their grief and collected the corpses of their valley master and their companions. Before they left, they didn't forget to give the martial artists of the Falling Star Continent an angry look.
Even if the battle was over, even if there were no other martial artists around, their performance still went on because it would only be over when they returned to their strongholds.
"Ding! Epic-level quest completed. Beginning calculation. "
After hearing the system notification, Jun Changxiao, who was carrying Lu Qianqian back to the stronghold, thought to himself with relief, "The performance of thousands of people was not in vain."
…
Although the martial artists of the Lingyuan Continent faked their deaths, they had completed the mission in the Asura Field, so they met the mission criteria. Epic Quest 10 began to be calculated.
However, what made Jun Changxiao mutter was, "How can I exceed the quota?"
The system said, "The fewer casualties, the higher the quota."
"…"
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.
In this battle, although the martial artists of the Lingyuan Continent were all wiped out, only a dozen people on his side were left. If he calculated according to the number of casualties, he definitely couldn't exceed the quota.
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao sighed and said, "As long as there are no casualties, it doesn't matter if I exceed the quota or not."
He was very satisfied.
Before long, he flew back to the stronghold of the Falling Star Continent with Lu Qianqian in his arms.
The disciples who faked their deaths and the other martial artists were carried back one after another. The system still hadn't finished the calculation and didn't give the relevant experience.
Jun Changxiao said worriedly, "Is there a malfunction?"
"I won't."
The System said, "Maybe it's because I have to settle two Quests, so it will take some time."
"Oh."
Jun Changxiao placed Lu Qianqian on a chair and ordered, "Heaven, Zhong Da, wake them up."
"Yes!"
"Hua!"
"Hua!"
Li Tiantian and Sima Zhongda splashed cold water on Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others. Then, they saw them shiver and wake up from playing dead.
"Aiya."
Li Fei stood up and howled, "My butt!"
When this guy was playing dead, he was punched in the butt by an expert from the Spirit Origin Continent. When he came back to life, he could still feel the pain.
"Hu!"
"Hu hu!"
Li Qingyang sat up and took deep breaths.
Before his death, he had unleashed a frenzied burst of energy and consumed it in a frenzy. Now that he had come back to life, he was naturally exhausted.
Xiao Ziji was not in a good state either. After all, his entire body was covered in wounds.
In short, although they were acting in the Slaughter Asura Field this time, they were fighting for real. Therefore, after waking up, they were still in the same state as before their deaths.
There were no casualties. This was already the best result. It didn't matter if they were injured.
Moreover.
This was also a rare real battle that would help in understanding martial arts.
Li Tiantian was about to splash the water on the Great Senior Sister who was lying on the chair, but was stopped by Jun Changxiao, and said: "I'll do it."
"Hua!"
A basin of cold water was poured over.
Jun Changxiao thought: "It feels pretty good."
System: "…"
Didn't all women use pain to love? This guy could even feel a sense of accomplishment from splashing water. He deserved to be single for the rest of his life.
Lu Qianqian woke up. After a short moment of confusion, she got up with difficulty and returned to her residence.
When she went to help Jun Changxiao block the palm print, although Ke Jinnan discovered it in time, she only withdrew part of her power. Therefore, the damage caused to her was quite serious.
Jun Changxiao shouted: "If your injuries are serious, take a healing pill."
Lu Qianqian stopped. Cold water flowed down her wet black hair from her cheeks, and said: "I'm fine."
"This time it was an act. I allow you to take the risk to block the palm print. Next time, don't do such a stupid thing." Jun Changxiao said solemnly.
Lu Qianqian said: "Didn't the Patriarch say that there are many kinds of death? There are those who sacrifice themselves for others, those who do not care about one's safety, and those who do it for the country and the people."
"This …" Jun Changxiao was speechless.
Lu Qianqian continued: "This way of death is strictly following the Patriarch's wishes."
After that, she returned to her residence.
"Alright."
Jun Changxiao shrugged and smiled: "This woman is a little enlightened."
"Jun Patriarch!"
City Lord Han, who had just woken up, walked over and asked: "Is this the end of the Slaughterhouse Field?"
"It's done."
Jun Changxiao turned around and said: "Everyone's acting was very successful!"
City Lord Han and the others were immediately overjoyed.
They knew that as long as they acted according to Jun Changxiao's instructions, the Falling Star Continent's mission in the Planar Battlefield would be complete. Unless someone wanted to enter, there would be no need to force martial artists to die.
"Jun Patriarch!"
City Lord Han cupped his fists and said: "Everything you and your sect have done for the Falling Star Continent will go down in history forever!"
Mu Changhong and the other experts also cupped their fists, their eyes filled with deep respect.
Without Jun Chang Xiao and the disciples of the Eternal Sect, there would be no stronghold at the level of a large city. There would be no killing field to defeat the Spirit Origin Continent, and there would be no need for the younger generation to come and die!
This was a great favor.
Even those with a little bit of conscience had to acknowledge it and remember it in their hearts.
Jun Changxiao said solemnly: "I am Jun Changxiao, and the Sect of All Times is also a member of the Falling Star Continent. It is only natural that my home country cannot do its best, so please do not deify Jun and the sect."
It was undeniable.
This time, the Falling Star Continent's martial artists entered the Planar Battlefield and earned a lot of Natural Spirit Stones. However, this was just an excuse, an excuse to help his home!
“he~tu! "The system can't take it anymore.
"Everyone."
Jun Changxiao pointed at the portal that connected to the Falling Star Continent in the distance and said, "After going through the slaughterhouse, the Falling Star Continent can be considered to have completed the mission given to us by the upper realm. Now, you can all go back!"
"Jun Patriarch."
City Lord Han cupped his fists and said: "I will take my leave first."
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
The various martial artists all stood up and walked towards the bronze gate.
They had been in the Planar Battlefield for half a year, and their friends and family still did not know that they were alive, so they were anxious to return.
"Jun Patriarch."
Mu Changhong was the last to leave. Before entering the bronze gate, he cupped his fists and said: "Jun Patriarch, I will return first."
"Mm." Jun Changxiao nodded.
Swoosh!
Mu Changhong stepped in, thinking: Should I go back to the City Lord's Mansion or the Sect of All Times' cafeteria?
Forget it.
After being away from home for so long, they should be used to it. It doesn't matter if I go a little later. I might as well eat a few bowls of fried rice first.
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PS: The child is hospitalized, and the surgery is scheduled for Thursday.
There is nothing to do in the next two days. However, I don't feel like writing on my phone. I can't guarantee how well I can write.
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