Mysterious country

Chapter 1601 Departure!

In the evening, in the headquarters of the eastern camp, everyone came outside and had a big dinner before the battle.

Xia Qi was also in the crowd, sitting at the same table with Leng Yue and the others.

There were also Su Hao and others at the same table, but the atmosphere at this table was relatively heavy.

He seemed unimpressed.

Li Shuai and Juedai have been drinking, trying to resolve the depression in everyone's hearts.

This time, even Leng Yue didn't refuse, and started drinking one cup after another.

In the middle of drinking, I don't know who took the lead, but everyone was singing:
"The distant home
in that small corner

deep yellow fallen leaves
And with the wind of memories
The yard in front of the wooden house is a paradise for children to play

The holy mountain in front of the small village is inhabited by the gods that the old people pray to

The wine of time exudes the fragrance of parting
The medicine of years can't cure the pain of reluctance

I should go when I grow up

The kids left the paradise of fun
too old to quit
The old man was buried in the holy mountain in front of the village..."

People roared hoarsely, everyone looked up at the stars in the sky, tears streaming down their faces.

When the door of memory opens, when the scene of despair comes into view, every second is enough to tear the heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the sad song finally stopped.

Time also seemed to stand still.

People were lying on the table or fell to the ground, their consciousness was depressed, and there were obvious tears on their faces.

Xia Qi always thought that family first comes first and then home.

But he found that he was wrong, and wrong too much.

Because these people, there are many, many, have been killed by ghosts and their families have been destroyed.

Some even their own hometowns have been turned into death jedi, completely non-existent.

But they are still attached to their home and every bit of life they have lived there.

So what is home?
Home is the land under your feet and the stars in the sky.

Family members are buried in the ground.

The stars shine with the light of the future.

Home has always been in people's hearts.

If a person does not die, the family will not perish.

When the dawn of the morning begins to shine on the earth.

Everyone has woken up from their dreams, and then began to pack their bags in an orderly manner. Under the leadership of their respective leaders, they went to the space next to this space, waiting for their masters and the big guys, for all of them practice.

Xia Qi was dressed in black and walked out of his room with a blank expression on his face.

The headquarters of the entire eastern camp has become empty.

He glanced around, and then disappeared into the wind.

The next moment, Xia Qi suddenly stood above a square formed by tens of thousands of people, and appeared in the sight of everyone looking up.

When Su Hao, Zhang Yufeng and others saw Xia Qi's appearance, they all called out:
"dominate!"

The others also shouted in unison, with awe of Xia Qi and their full of hope.

In private, no one would call Xia Qi the ruler.

But in this kind of occasion, it is clear that the identity of the master should be more convincing and contagious.

Because this is already an existence at the peak of human beings.

Everyone looked at Xia Qi above in silence, knowing that Xia Qi passed by, after all, there were only a very small number of people, and for most people, Xia Qi was the god in their hearts.

They don't know about Xiao Mo, nor about Xia Qi's past, but they only know that Xia Qi is the hope of human beings, possessing powerful power to destroy ghosts and gods.

It is the key to being able to bring them out of desperation.

Xia Qi's gaze swept over the faces of everyone below without missing a beat, trying to remember each of them in his mind.

After a long time, he said forcefully:

"There is still about half an hour, and I will go to the battlefield with you to resist the invasion of the ghost army.

In fact, I can understand you very well, and I know very well that no one likes war, and no one does not fear death.

In this world, we have left too many beautiful things that are hard to let go.

In this land, there are countless footprints that we have walked.

But from the moment the ghost invaded, the world began to become cruel, and too many people died at the hands of ghosts every day.

They may be your relatives, friends, or lovers.

Because of the existence of ghosts, they are no longer there.

The existence of ghosts is like the dagger on our necks that threatens us all the time.

If I'm not paying attention, it will take my life away.

Therefore, in order to survive and prevent the death of those we cherish, we can only choose to resist.

Choose to fight.

Some people may think, so what?

What I lost will not come back.

What is left to me in this world is nothing but pain and sorrow.

But is this really the case?
Is this space just incidental?
It is it that gave birth to you, and it is it that guards you.

When you knew nothing about it, it was those pioneers who defended it time and time again with their lives.

Everyone does not exist independently, and everyone has countless entanglements.

me too.

Perhaps in your eyes, I am supreme, I am a god, I am a ruler, and I control this world.

But you are wrong.

I am also a human being, and I have also come to this position step by step from an ordinary person, an ordinary person, and a vulgar person.

My family is here too.

among you.

I also selfishly asked them if it was okay to hide and not go to war.

But they turned me down.

They want to fight, because in the eyes of my relatives, there must be a family before a family.

And home is here.

In the hearts of each of us.

If the heart withdraws, the home ceases to exist.

The army of ghosts will come in, occupy our home, and destroy our home.

At that time, we will be subjugated slaves, and we will be the scum who ruined all this.

We will have absolutely nothing.

So, if it were you, would you be a hero, or a subjugated slave in this world? "

"hero!!!"

Everyone let out a deafening roar.

"Heroes are never disgraced.

It is a character, an attitude towards life.

Among the people present, it can be said that there is no absolutely good person, and there is no absolutely pure-minded person.

Everyone also has their own little abacus in their hearts.

But, starting today, you are just a blank sheet of paper, you are the steel bars that support the tall buildings, and there is only one thing to do.

Don't give up, don't fall down, let alone give up.

Because I will accompany you, and I will do my best to stop the invading ghosts and gods.

Hold them tightly until they are completely killed.

I promise that when this battle is won and the day we regain our new homeland, I will use my original power to resurrect all those who died for it.

Not only that, your family and friends will return to you again.

I remember each and every one of you the way you were, and none of you died in vain.

Everyone must stay alive as long as possible, and when all the ghosts are killed, accompany me into another world.

okay?Brothers and sisters! "

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!!!"

Following Xia Qi's words, everyone's aura climbed to the peak, and their hearts were boiling with enthusiasm.

Xia Qi glanced at Su Hao, saw the other party nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on Xia Chun and Xia Yan.

Both of them were smiling, their faces full of pride for having him as a grandson.

Finally, his eyes fell on Leng Yue and the others.

They were all looking at him at this moment, everyone looked very calm, and their eyes only revealed a message to him.

Must survive.

At this moment, Xia Qi withdrew his gaze, then took a deep breath, and roared out of control:

"Everyone, let's go!!!"

(End of this chapter)