"Diwu Qingrou, do I look like you?"
These few words, this one question, gave rise to a strange feeling in everyone's heart.
Although it was a question, there was a sense of certainty. It was as if the "Master of Calculation and Manipulation" was standing in front of them, looking at them with a smile and saying with confidence, "This is Diwu Qingrou!"
Diwu Qing Rou looked at these words and gently shook his head. He smiled faintly.
"Does it look like me … Mo Tianji, are you telling me to read war music?" Diwu Qingrou's eyes were deep as he murmured, "But do you know that this sentence has exposed your weakness?"
Then, Diwu Qingrou ordered lightly, "Count the casualties and make proper arrangements. All troops advance. Move the original camp a thousand miles to the front of this mountain!"
Diwu Qingrou had been tricked and suffered a great loss, but he advanced instead of retreating.
Diwu Qingrou looked at everyone with a smile, but he had his own thoughts, "You mean to warn me to have a sense of propriety when fighting with you? But if I really have a sense of propriety with you, then when your wings are fully grown, I will only be the commander-in-chief, and the Diwu Clan will be far from being formed. What's the use of that? "
"Besides, if I have a sense of propriety, won't the battle of the top sages in my Leduwo land be impossible? So I know your intentions, but I must defeat you! "
"Commander-in-chief, the casualty statistics are out." Ye Xiaoyao's voice was a little heavy.
"How is it?"
"The losses are great. The death toll is 200. 15 are seriously injured and 84 are lightly injured. It's almost equivalent to the allied forces of the three clans being crippled. "
"Fortunately, the high-level Supreme Martial Artists are not injured. But the bottom forces are almost wiped out. "
The bottom forces that Ye Xiaoyao was talking about were the Saint level experts below the Supreme Martial Artist level. Now. Those Saint level experts who were once looked up to were now at the bottom.
It had to be said that this was a kind of irony.
"How are the casualties?" Diwu Qingrou asked calmly.
"I'm afraid … there are no more than 50." Ye Xiaoyao sighed deeply, "It's too sudden. It was so sudden that they were caught completely off guard. The Chen Family and Ling Family were basically unprepared and half of them were wiped out. Sigh … "
Diwu Qing Rou remained silent. He said, "This is my mistake. The enemy guessed all of my reactions correctly, resulting in my defeat. Very much so. "
Xiao Zheng said, "How can you blame the commander-in-chief? It's mainly because that little guy is too cunning."
Diwu Qing Rou solemnly said, "An incompetent general will exhaust a thousand soldiers to death. As the person in charge, I have to shoulder the responsibility. If I shirk the responsibility, then I, Diwu Qing Rou, will not be qualified to lead the army. "
…
The people of the Li Clan fled with all their might without stopping. They didn't know how far they had gone either. They only followed Mo Tianji's instructions and changed their formations continuously. After doing this three times, he finally saw the wind and snow in front of him. Mo Tian Ji stood there with a smile on his face.
Now, everyone was looking at Mo Tian Ji. It was as if he had seen an immortal.
"How is it?"
"Very satisfying."
Everyone laughed.
"Well, let me tell you what we should do next … eh?" Mo Tian Ji laughed out loud. He was about to say something when he suddenly turned his gaze, and his complexion turned ice-cold. He shouted, "Where's Li Xiong Tu?"
Everyone's expression changed. Li Wubo looked around and seemed to have only just realized that Li Xiong Tu wasn't around. He couldn't help but turn pale with fright. With a panicked look, he shouted, "Where's Xiong Tu? Who saw him? Tell me quickly! "
The 'pale and dying' Li Jue stood up shakily. His eyes were red. "Xiong Tu … Xiong Tu was in the same group as me. But later on, I was injured and was about to be cut into pieces. It was Xiong Tu who saved me … My good younger brother, Xiong Tu … He fell behind because of me …"
Li Jue looked up to the sky and cried. He was extremely sorrowful. He cried, "Where is my brother? Xiong Tu … Xiong Tu … Didn't my brother Xiong Tu come back? Oh heavens … "
Li Jue looked up to the sky and cried.
Ao Xieyun and Rui Butong only felt goosebumps all over their bodies. In an instant, they actually broke out in cold sweat.
Oh my god, it's such a pity that this Grand Duke Li didn't become an actor …
His voice was so full of emotion and his emotions were so real. His tears poured down like rain.
"Li Xiong Tu fell behind because he wanted to save you?" Mo Tianji had a strange smile on his face.
Li Jue beat his chest and stamped his feet. "Yes, yes … My brother … Boohoo … If anything happens to my brother, I don't want to live anymore …"
Yes, Li Xiong Tu fell behind because he wanted to save me.
With so many high-level Supreme Martial Artists chasing after him, he should be dead. It's best if he's dead, right?
If he's dead, he's a hero. I'm a hero's brother. If Tribulation needs a replacement, I'm the first choice.
There's no doubt about this.
As expected, Mo Tianji's expression changed greatly. He stamped his feet. "How did Xiong Tu … Ah! What should we do … Send a few people back to help him immediately! "
"I'll go!" Li Jue jumped up. If he's not completely dead, I'll stab him again.
"No need." A voice said, "I'm back."
Although the voice was weak, it didn't change its majesty. It was Li Xiong Tu's voice.
"Li Xiong Tu!" Ao Xieyun and Rui Butong shouted in surprise at the same time.
Li Jue was stunned at once. He slowly turned back. "Xiong Tu …"
Li Xiong Tu's figure appeared from the wind and snow step by step. He was covered in blood and his head was full of bumps. Apart from the injuries, most of them were from being hit by rocks.
"Brother …" Li Jue finally came back to his senses. He shouted, opened his arms and pounced on him in surprise. "You're back …"
Li Xiong Tu took a step back and didn't hug him. He looked at Li Jue with a strange gaze. He only felt a complicated and inexplicable feeling rising in his heart.
At this moment, he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. There was also a feeling that he was below the stage. There was a performance on the stage, and he was … Watching the show below the stage.
Watching the show … Hahaha … Li Xiong Tu suddenly had the urge to laugh out loud in ridicule.
"Brother, it's me. It's Big Brother." Seeing that Li Xiong Tu didn't say anything and had a strange expression, Li Jue was afraid that the other party had already noticed his thoughts. He hurriedly said this.
Li Xiong Tu nodded. His face flushed red. He was about to speak. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered a few steps, lost consciousness, and slowly fell down.
He was seriously injured from the bitter battle, and an indescribable mental injury. Li Xiong Tu couldn't hold on anymore.
The direction he fell in was the direction of Ao Xieyun.
He fell down after he fainted. It seemed that it was in his subconscious. Even Ao Xieyun, who used to be his enemy, was more reliable than Li Jue, who called himself 'Big Brother'.
Li Jue was about to reach out his hand when Ao Xieyun hurriedly caught him. He quickly circulated his energy and checked his body. Then, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Li Jue, "Don't worry, he's fine. He won't die." Then, he smiled. "I'll circulate my energy for him again. Haha, Young Master Li. Thank me. "
Li Jue nodded and thought: He won't die. That's what worries me the most … What should I thank you for? But of course, he said gratefully, "Brother Ao, thank you so much …"
Ao Xieyun laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "Thank me. You can't just say empty words. You have to be more practical. "
"Of course, of course." Li Jue nodded. He was speechless. Damn, you saved the person I wanted to kill the most. Now, I have to thank you … And you're trying to extort me … F * ck!
What kind of world is this!
At this time, Mo Tian Ji frowned. He seemed to have heard something and was a little surprised. He said, "Take care of the injured and retreat immediately. Start the operation immediately according to the second variable of the first plan."
"Yes."
The Li Clan members followed Mo Tian Ji and left.
Chu Yang revealed himself and smiled.
Just now, he had transmitted a message to Mo Tian Ji. Mo Tian Ji was waiting here for Chu Yang's message to get the latest news of the allied forces.
This time, Mo Tian Ji naturally wanted to do more things. But, except for Diwu Qing Rou's delay at the beginning, all the responses were flawless.
So, Mo Tian Ji could only retreat for the time being. At this moment, no matter what he did, he would only be caught by the opponent. If the two sides were about the same strength, Mo Tian Ji would definitely dare to move. But now, the difference was too big. Moreover, the enemy's reinforcements were endless. If he ran out of reinforcements, he would be dead.
This was something that couldn't be done.
So, after he received Chu Yang's message, he immediately chose to retreat.
On the other side, Diwu Qing Rou had already sent out two groups of troops. After the large group turned the mountain pass, they set up camp 50 miles away from the mountain.
The simple commander-in-chief's tent.
Diwu Qing Rou was still looking at the head and the snow pillar that he personally moved into the camp. He was deep in thought.
Ye Xiao Yao and the others were a little confused.
"Commander-in-chief, why do you keep looking at this statue?" Ye Xiao Yao was puzzled.
Diwu Qing Rou shook his head and said, "This isn't an ordinary sculpture. It contains many things about Mo Tian Ji. Mo Tian Ji's strengths, his weaknesses, his temperament, and his character are all here. Mo Tian Ji wanted to tell me some of these things. But, there are also some things that this sculpture has told me … If I can't figure it out, then my family will be ruined and my family will die."
Everyone's expression suddenly became serious. This small statue was just a prank that Mo Tian Ji did casually. Could it be that there was more to it? It was related to life and death?
"Let me ask you three questions."
Diwu Qing Rou said softly, "First question, why did Mo Tian Ji give me this statue?"
"Second question, what will I think after seeing this statue? What will I do? What does Mo Tian Ji want me to think? What will I do? "
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