My Cultivation Has Deteriorated

The battle of Chuandai ended in the defeat of the Ogre clan, but the victory of Human Race was also a miserable victory.

Old Zhong grandfather Zhong Wanli and County Magistrate Zhong Guangsha sacrificed heroically. Not only that, Chuandai Zhong Clan also died of several veterans and backbones.

Chuandai Zhong Clan's strength is greatly reduced!

In the Myriad Treasures House series, the master Gongshu Lu is still alive, but has lost two legs.

Chen Shibi and Yue Fengjing died in battle. Liu Family patriarch Liu Han had Fushe Ji's snake venom. Although luckily survived, the remaining poison remained unclear, and there was not much time left.

The worst part belongs to the Martial Courtyard series!

Wei Shanchang, Chancellor Jiang, and Professor Teng sacrificed, the high-level battle strength did not exist, and the younger generation was killed by Qiqin.

Chuandai talents are out of gear!

A few days after the victory of the battle.

In front of the Martyrs' Shrine.

As the first sacrifice, Lord Fu Yin stood at the forefront, and at the back stood all the people in Chuan Dai who had a head and a face who were qualified to worship.

Meng Xia is also in it!

"Woohoo! Great! I am a hero of Chuan Dai, great merit, high in nature, dying for the family, thousands of years of admiration..."

In Fu Yin In the mellow and frustrated voice, a touching sacrificial essay slowly chanted out.

Everyone present was grateful for his achievements and admired his character, many of them even broke down in tears.

"One worship."

"Worship again."

"Three prayers."

Everyone followed the Fu Yin festival devoutly Praise, for the heroes of Human Race who sacrificed their lives with the highest respect.

......

The grand ceremony ended, and the great characters on the scene left one after another.

The Shrine of the Martyrs is filled with spirit tablets, there are countless new graves in Tainan Mountain, and martyrs who wear filial piety can be seen everywhere.

"You are the Meng Xia who killed Qiqin Great Commander?"

Before leaving, Fu Yin summoned Meng Xia specially.

Meng Xia bowed and saluted, "It's the grassroots."

Fu Yin said with a look of admiration, "Flat body. Worthy of being a young hero of ogre Great Commander, it is bold. Extraordinary!"

"Don’t mention the word “caomin” anymore. The ogre blood crystals you provided have already been sent to Lijing Tiangongyuan. Maybe Human Race will be able to research it soon. Exploring the secret weapon of ogre... the reward should come down soon!"

Meng Xia sighed, "I still lacked some consideration for taking the bleeding crystal without authorization, which increased the intensity of this battle. A grade."

After Qiqin's promotion and the forced marriage of the young War King, Meng Xia already knew that this battle was inevitable.

But the appearance of blood crystals undoubtedly greatly increased the fierceness of this battle.

Looking back now, he felt that he was short of money, so he took out the blood crystals. It was indeed a little ill-considered.

Fu Yin said with a serious expression, "It was a little thoughtless, but if you attribute the crime of this war to yourself, that would be the real stupidity!"

Meng Xia bowed his hand, "I would like to ask Mr. Fu Yin for advice."

Fu Yin raised his head and looked at Tainan Mountain with countless tombs, and said, "What do you think of Tainan Mountain?"

Meng Xia looked towards Tainanshan, slightly puzzled, but still said what she felt in her heart.

"Qingshan is fortunate to bury the loyal bones, and the tombs on the mountain may be the most magnificent of Tainan Mountain!"

"hahahahaha!"

Fu Yin stroked Beard laughed.

"Fortunately, Qingshan has the honor to bury the loyal bones. Well, this sentence really won my heart. Young official You must keep in mind that all the patterns of the world are the balance of power after the life and death battle. I am Human The reason why Race is respected as the upper clan and domineering clan is made of blood and bone."

"Why use bleeding crystals to intensify the intensity of the war, shit, you take the bleeding crystals until the war breaks out, and there is only a gap in between. How long has it been?"

"The heart of Human Race is immortal. I can only stop killing by killing and stopping war by war!"

Fu Yin is sonorous and said Meng Xia is a little bit enthusiastic.

Meng Xia bows and salutes, "Master Xie Fu Yin teaches, students keep in mind."

"student that can be taught."

It's simple After chatting for a few words, Fu Yin admired him much.

Before leaving, Fu Yin suddenly said meaningfully, "Meng Xia, you have to be careful when you kill Qiqin."

Meng Xia's eyes are firm, "I already know that one is called The guy from the little War King intends to use Qiqin as a concubine. I am worried about how to find him!"

Fu Yin: "The little War King must be on guard, but the sordidness in the Human Race, you You also need to be careful."

Meng Xia was slightly taken aback.

He killed Qiqin, will someone in Human Race make trouble for him?

Fu Yin: "There are many precious Young Masters away from Beijing. They like to talk about the classics and theories. For them, the world is very vulgar, and Qiqin has long been recognized by many precious Young Masters. To be a friend of souls..."

Meng Xia was speechless and didn't know what to say for a while.

He also appreciates Qiqin's music, but after enjoying it, he can also swing a knife at Qiqin without the slightest hesitation.

Meng Xia also anticipated that some people might hate Qiqin for his death, but didn't expect that these people's buttocks and heads would be crooked to this point!

Also there are all kind of birds in a big forest!

Meng Xia bowed his hand and said in gratitude, "Master Xie Fu Yin reminded."

Fu Yin was nodded and warned, "The industry is good at diligence and playfulness, and action is at destruction. Yu Sui. You have aspirations when you are young, but you must not be satisfied with your aspirations. Just leave the cultivation!"

"Students remember."

After Fu Yin left, Meng Xia was still thinking about it.

For the enhancement of strength, once again there is an urgent desire.

[After you go back, see if you can dream with a star song. Compared with life and death, possessing Qiqin is nothing! ]

Meng Xia made up his mind, he didn't want to fall into the hands of those expensive Young Masters.

Although I disdain, I have to admit that those expensive Young Masters have mastered most of the resources of this world.

Later, Meng Xia saw the Lie Family of Lie Family.

Most of them came to express their gratitude, thank Meng Xia for killing Qiqin and avenging them.

Meng Xia one after another responded.

Before, he thought it was right to kill Qiqin, now he is more determined.

Not too far away, I saw Zhong Ning who was waiting for a long time.

Zhong Ning hair grey-white, his body is full of death, and even looks like an old man about to die.

Meng Xia didn't know what to say. In a short time, Zhong Ning lost her grandfather, father, younger sister, and digital clansman.

At the end of the words, there are only two words left.

"Sorrow."

Zhong Ning nodded, "I am full of death, but no one cherishes life more than me. Because my mother and younger brothers and sisters still need me , Chuandai Zhong Clan needs me!"

Meng Xia: "You are more mature!"

Zhong Ning smiled bitterly, "If I can, I hope I will never be so mature."

Meng Xia patted Zhong Ning's shoulder.

Zhong Ning took a deep breath, "You come with me."

"Where to go?"

"You will know when you come with me!"

Meng Xia did not ask any more, but also tended to follow Zhong Ning.

In a short while, I came to Little South Mountain from Tainan Mountain.

The verdant hills and limpid water here are unique and beautiful.

Where the chrysanthemum blooms, there is a lonely grave.

Zhong Ning said bitterly, "The fourth younger sister has not yet come out of the pavilion, and it is not considered to be an early death, but cannot enter the Zhong Clan ancestral grave... This is a customary custom, all women in the world are like this, I I can't change it..."

"The fourth younger sister liked little naughty flowers before he was alive, but it is not suitable for transplantation. When the season is right in the coming year, I will transplant a batch for her. ....."

Looking at this lonely grave, and recalling the days when shopping with her a few days ago, Meng Xia suddenly felt cold.

Meng Xia is aware of Zhong Lingxin's little affection for him.

But to be honest, Meng Xia really has no love for Zhong Lingxin.

Suddenly seeing the beauty vanished fragrance and crumbled jade, even the ancestral grave can not be entered, but buried alone in Little South Mountain, Meng Xia is still a little bit sour in her heart.

Zhong Ning: "There is no need to be sad or guilt. Brother Meng, I know, the fourth younger sister is not a good match for you. You have a great future, and you will stand on the top of the world sooner or later, and the fourth younger The sister may never see the scenery you can see in the future."

"For you, the fourth younger sister is just an insignificant landscape of your surging forward with great momentum, about the fourth younger sister. The memory of, may soon dissipate."

Meng Xia: "Brother Zhong, I..."

Zhong Ning waved his hand, "I didn't blame you. Meaning, really! I’m just telling you as a big brother that the fourth younger sister once liked you, and the fourth younger sister also knows that you still don’t like her enough..."

fourth Does younger sister know that I still don't like her enough?

Looking at the tomb in front of him, Meng Xia suddenly felt choked and couldn't speak a word.

This sentence was bloody, and seemed to pierce him inside and out.

Zhong Ning finished speaking and left silently.

Meng Xia stood silent for a long time in front of the tomb of the fourth younger sister. This stop was a long, long time.

The sky is getting late and the autumn breeze is suddenly rising. The wild chrysanthemums covering the mountains and plains are floating in the autumn wind.

Night.

It was pitch black, without stars and moon, only the shadows of the trees, which swayed in the breeze, making a rustle.

Occasionally, you can hear the chirping of a few jackdaws.

Or standing a little tired, Meng Xia was sitting in front of the grave, patted the new soil on the grave, trying to say something, but after all, he couldn't say anything.

On the second day, the sun did not come out for a long time.

The sky is full of dark clouds, and it will soon start to rain.

Meng Xia took a look at the new grave one last time, then turned and walked down Little South Mountain. Meng Xia's walking was very slow, leaving one footprint after another.

The footprints are getting farther and farther, spreading straight to the sky.