World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo, he looked at the head of the surging person, and his face was sluggish.

Looking at it, it was dense, and almost half of the Mozu in Tai’an City was in front of him. 100,000? 200,000? []

When the number broke through a certain degree, the effect produced was shocking, and Zuo Mo was deeply shocked by this sea of ​​people.

"How come so many people?" Zuo Mo pulled the blue dragon and asked, pressing down the voice.

The blue sky dragon has some smugness on his face: "Hey, at the beginning we were stupid, pulling people everywhere, and found that not many people care about us. Later, there was a brother who was a brother and you, I realized it, I took you brother. The signboard is bright. Oh, that’s it!”

"My signboard?" Zuo Mo was stunned and speechless.

"Brothers, you block Lin Qian's sword, everyone sees it. Now the city owner is not there, the most prestigious is you. Hey, everyone believes you anyway!" Blue Dragon patted Zuo Mo's shoulder and seriously said: "Brother, everyone's life is handed to you, in any case, you have to save more lives!"

When he finished, he jumped.

Suddenly looking at the eyes of everyone in front of a pair of eyes full of anticipation, Zuo Mo suddenly felt that the throat was a little dry, and he was helpless.

He used to call the Blue Sky Dragon. They pulled some people over, just thinking about pulling more people, making them strong, and at the crucial time, they could have more cannon fodder.

He didn't want to save others in the past.

But now, when Zuo Mo saw the black sea of ​​people, and looked at his face, I don’t know why, his heart was blocked!

How could this be……

Zuo Mo lost a moment.

He is not a saint, nor does he think that he has anything to do with justice or heroes, or even think that he is a good person.

He is selfish, greedy, and hard-hearted. He can do whatever he can to win. Sacrificing the insignificant person and preserving his own person, he has no psychological burden.

This is the way the world is. Who can be responsible for who?

However, when he saw a pair of eyes full of hope watching him, a dusty face, a quiet sea, he did not know why, can not say that.

The bird is silent.

People stand on the ruins and in the corners. Some people are alone. Some people hug each other. They look up and hundreds of thousands of people look at Zuo Mo.

They are waiting, waiting for the miracle to happen.

The name Momo, in their minds, is synonymous with miracles. On him, the light of the miracle shines from time to time, and people hope that this time, as before, the miracle will come again.

They are waiting, waiting to laugh at what Mogo can say.

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Xia Princess, they looked at the dense crowd in front of them, and then looked at the figure that was not strong above the crowd. The look was full of shock.

They were also shocked by this scene.

They also underestimated the influence of Zuo Mo.

"The situation creates a hero!" Zhu Ke can't help but mutter.

In the sky, the boy carrying the anti-dragon claws, at this time, people can not look away.

In the eyes of Xia Princess, she flashed a different color. She seemed to say to herself: "You always bring hope and courage to people..."

Suddenly, the figure of Momo in the sky moved.

All people can't help but hold their breath. They have a hunch, a scene that they will never forget for a lifetime.

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The left side moved the body, and the reverse dragon claw behind it also moved.

He greeted everyone's eyes and slowly opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse and low, floating in the air.

"You made me feel surprised, surprised and overwhelmed. I don't know why you chose me. I still don't understand it until now."

He shook his head like a self-report and spoke to himself.

"You don't know what to do. To tell the truth, I rarely do this. You and I don't know each other, no relatives, you choose to believe me, I am very surprised. But I want to tell you, I have no good way. ""

Many of the following people are disappointed, but they are still silent.

"It’s alum outside, you know better than me, how fierce they are. If I have the same war in my hand, maybe I still have some confidence. But I don't. I am like you, fear, fear, despair. I know that the possibility of breaking through is not big. They never take prisoners, I will die, just like you."

Some people below tremble, some people look desperate, some people cry and cry, a pair of hopeful eyes dim.

"Yeah, they are alum. In front of them, we are as weak as a lamb. In their eyes, we are lambs, they are waiting, wait for the water curtain to disappear, and then have a meal. We are dead."

The last sentence of Zuo Mo, like the verdict of death, many people can no longer hold on, softly fell to the ground, bursting into tears.

"We are dead."

Zuo Mo is like repeating this sentence to himself, but this sentence has caused many people to lift their heads and re-focus their eyes on the sky, the boy.

"But I don't intend to give up the resistance. I don't intend to send them to their butcher's knife like a weak lamb. They eat me easily and leisurely. Yes, how strong they are! Yes, how cruel they are! Yeah, we don't have a chance! Yes, we must die! But what about it?"

In the last sentence, Zuo Mo’s tone suddenly became sharp and fierce. He squinted his eyes wide open, his face was stunned, and the roots of his neck were bursting. He was like a wolf forced to a desperate situation.

"so what!"

He suddenly raised his voice, and this anger was like a thunder, rolling over the city of Tai'an.

Everyone was shocked by this sentence, they stopped crying, they looked up again, and they held their breath.

Zuo Mo’s eyes slowly swept over the crowd. His face was ashamed. His voice seemed to spit out from the chest. He was low and seemed to use all his strength and trembled slightly.

"Yeah! What about it! Yes! I have no choice, but what about it! We are too weak, what about it! I don't want to sit still! I don't want to get rid of it! Besides fighting! Do we have other choices?"

Zuo Mo looked at the crowd and suddenly shouted: "Do we have other choices?"

The following Mozu stopped crying, they wiped away the tears in their eyes, they stood up from the ground, and they clenched the magic soldiers. They raised their faces, and the fear and despair on their faces faded a little. A kind of resolute light shone quietly on their faces.

Yeah, do they have other options?

When people find that they have no other choice, the heart of fear has faded a lot.

"We have no other choice! Nothing! I don't know why you choose me. I don't know why you believe me. I don't have any good ideas. I don't have a miracle. I will only take you to do one thing. !"

The light in people's eyes is getting brighter and brighter, as if there is a flame, flashing in the depths of their pupils.

Zuo Mo’s eyes are like two burning flames. His face is twisted and twisted. He seems to gnash his teeth and spit it out: “That is to fight!”

"Battle! Constantly fighting! Fighting will definitely die! Fighting will not stop except death! We will tell the group of **** with battle, they are alum, what about it! They are better than us, then what!"

His look is crazy, his tone is crazy, he is like a raging flame, shining.

The crowd in front of him, everyone has a flame in his eyes, burning in madness, they feel that the blood of the whole body is almost boiling, deep in despair, an unprecedented excitement, from the deepest part of their heart, suddenly burst out!

"We can still fight! We can fight! We can fight in fucking!"

Zuo Mo suddenly grabbed the anti-dragon claws, raised high and screamed: "Fighting!"

"fighting!"

Responding to him, the erupting volcano is a roaring roar of waves, a pair of high-lifting, forest-like arms and ocean!

"Don't kill them!"

"Don't kill them!" Countless voices screamed!

The ground is shaking, the ocean is rolling up the raging waves, and the most humble power is burning!

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"Quick and fast, faster!"

"One thousand people, one team, hurry!"

"Remember your captain, all you have to do is follow him, in which direction he attacks, and in which direction you attack!"

"In battle, for whatever reason, never back! Even if you are injured, even if you are dying! If you step back, your captain will leave your head in the first place!"

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The entire Tai'an City was busy and nervous. Everyone is learning hard, learning hard, listening to the captain's instructions, and doing the simplest exercises.

The power of more than 100 people in the Guard Camp can play a role in such a battle. Zuo Mosuo regards them as the backbone and acts as the captain of each team.

A team of one thousand people, this is an unprecedented team.

But this is the case, the number of captains is not enough, Zuo Mo had to pick some experienced Mozu to serve as captain.

But no matter how busy the chaos is, he always feels calm and calm. When he has time, he carries his back against his dragon claws and pats back and forth.

Although everything is still messy, the morale of everyone is extremely high.

All the lucklessness has been removed, but people are not so fearful. The residents of Tai'an City are mostly due to the magic work, and they all have some strength. Knowing that they must die, the blood in the body will be stimulated.

Since it must die, how can you pull a few backs!

There was a fire in their hearts.

The entire city of Tai'an is like a burning stove, under the black water curtain, constantly brewing power.

They are also waiting!