Nomenclature of Night - Chapter 895 kill!

   Qingchen's body and spirit are on the verge of destruction.

   It's not that he can't hold on, but that he has held on for too long.

  The land outside the City of Silver is no longer intact, and there are bomb craters everywhere. He carried Boss He on his back, and his 18-year life has entered the end of his life.

   But the strange thing is that when I started my life, the master sat where my dream started and said...you can't die. Qing Chen slowly opened his eyes on the battlefield, surrounded by a blue light, and there were more people beside him... Zheng Yuandong.

   Boss Zheng held the black eye of true vision in his hand, and his whole person was as sharp as an unsheathed knife.

   It turned out that Boss He had already given the Black True Sight to Boss Zheng before this time-travel, and asked Boss Zheng to hand it over to Qingchen.

   However, he saw that the ice wall was constantly condensing above their heads. The Boss Zheng stood still like a mountain, blocking all the incoming artillery fire.

   At this moment, Boss Zheng turned to look at He Jinqiu on Qingchen's back.

   But for some reason, Qingchen had never seen such a complex and sad look in his eyes, but it seemed like 10,000 years had passed after just one second.

   In those 10,000 years, things changed and people changed.

   at this time.

   "Boss!" Someone shouted excitedly: "Your limited skin looks a bit miserable!" Qing Chen looked down, but saw Zard stick his head out of the soil.

  Zard looked at Qing Chen's body full of shrapnel, and blood dripping from his abdomen. Although it was a bit miserable, he still felt a little cool...

   Qingchen smiled reluctantly: "Why are you here?"

Zard said: "We tried the key door hundreds of times one by one, and finally opened the door in the City of Silver. As a result, you have already typed it out." Zheng Yuandong said in a condensed voice: "Now is not the time to chat, the other party's I'm afraid all the artillery fire is coming this way."

   A moment ago, in the Silver City Group Army, the fifth old man stood in the command car and looked at the holographic sand table coldly.

   But it doesn't matter, after a cardinal amount of ammo, Qingchen will surely die. However, at this moment, the pupils of the fifth elder suddenly contracted.

   He saw the edge of the area covered by the artillery fire, and suddenly a layer of ice wall quickly condensed, forming an ice-blue hood in the smoke.

With a loud bang, the howitzer that was supposed to hit Qingchen exploded on the ice wall, and a large hole was also blown out of the ice wall that had just formed.

   However, there is actually an ice wall inside that ice wall.

   Moreover, on top of these two ice walls, a new layer of ice re-condensed, as if endless and unbreakable.

   Soon, the outer ice wall re-condensed, and the hole was repaired in the blink of an eye.

  No one knows how this ice wall came into being, and why it was hard enough to withstand artillery fire.

   When the huge, layer-by-layer ice wall appeared, all the Silver City Army was startled.

  In their opinion, there should be no living people in this position. Everyone mechanically plows the ground with artillery fire, just to vent their anger for the fifth. However, there are still people alive in this battlefield!

   But the fifth knows that Joker must be there!

   He said loudly: "All artillery units listen to the order, adjust the muzzle, and bombard that ice wall."

On the    position, the artillery quickly adjusted the parameters, but saw that the muzzle was rapidly twisted on the motor track, all aimed at the target.

   In an instant, the cannonballs roared and flew out. In the history of human warfare, there have rarely been hundreds of self-propelled artillery bombarding the same direction at the same time. This kind of hatred, regardless of the cost, is the most ferocious attack.

   Hundreds of cannonballs landed on the ice wall, and the layers of the ice wall were instantly disintegrated, all smashed into powder. In the smoke of gunpowder, the ice wall at first glance stood on the battlefield like a target, attracting all the firepower.

   Just after the twelfth shell fell, the three layers of ice walls in total dissipated.

   But it wasn't over yet, and then hundreds of shells fell together like a knife.

   The fifth man didn't speak anymore. He waited silently for the smoke to dissipate. He wanted to see if there were any bones of Joker in the huge crater.

   Maybe you can't see anything. Under such fierce artillery fire, the opponent should be shattered into powder. The smoke of gunpowder dissipated in a gust of wind, but the fifth child was suddenly stunned when he saw the holographic sand table that came from the satellite.

   The charred crater seemed to have been hit by a meteor... But under the charred crater, a tunnel as wide as two people was exposed! The old fifth was stunned, what was the situation, why did a tunnel suddenly appear under the crater?

  Who dug the tunnel and when? !

"No, Joker is not dead, someone saved him!" The fifth angrily said: "Quick, send all the drones out to investigate, go to that forest, he must be there! Search for me! Once you see it He, report the coordinates immediately!"

   The army units of the three divisions moved instantly and headed towards the vast forest.

  The drone appeared buzzing, sweeping toward the forest like a swarm of wasps.

   On the battlefield, when the number of soldiers exceeds 10,000, there will be an endless sea of ​​people, and there are 30,000 people in these three divisions. When they divide into three groups to outflank the woods, they are overwhelming like a tsunami.

   At this moment, Zard got out of the ground ruthlessly. He looked at the surrounding woods: "Safety!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Chen and Zheng Yuandong also got out of the tunnel together, while Dayu, Qing Ji, Li Tongyun, and Hei Spider were already waiting here. Li Tongyun asked, "Brother Qingchen, how are you?"

   Qingchen didn't answer, but turned to look at Zheng Yuandong: "Boss Zheng, Boss He will leave it to you."

   After he finished speaking, he fainted. Qingji supported his fallen body: "Put some leaves on the ground."

   After everyone was ready, he slowly put Qingchen on the ground.

  Qingji silently looked at the shrapnel on Qingchen's body, and it was even hard to imagine what the other party had just experienced.

   He opened the door of shadows, only to see Chen Zhuoyao, Hu Jingyi and others carrying three door panels out, behind each door panel is the key door leading to the forbidden forest! At this time, the giant prophet and the second master came out of the key door first.

   This is the first time they have met this friend in the great prophecy, but they did not expect that the first time they met, the other party would be so miserable. The second boss asked curiously, "What happened to the big boss?"

Da Yu had a dark face: "Who taught this? A good regular army was suddenly called a bandit by a name, right? Zard, did you teach it? Zard was stunned: "How did you guess it?" , you are in my stomach..." Dayu interrupted expressionlessly: "I am the back bone of your head. "

  Zard: “.….…”

   At this time, Zheng Yuandong explained for the second head of the giants: "They experienced a war before and killed the Duke of Silver. Now, in order to bring back He Jinqiu's body, he was bombarded by the Silver City Army."

   Giant Prophet nodded: "So it is."

   The next second, the members of the parent-teacher association who were in charge of the investigation ran back: "The Silver City Group Army has entered the woods!"

Zheng Yuandong silently looked at He Jinqiu's body, and then looked at the bullet marks on Qingchen's body: "They used an air fortress, hundreds of airships, and tens of thousands of soldiers to besiege the two people. Until now, He Jinqiu is dead. Now, Qingchen can't even find a complete piece of skin... But there are many of them, and there are also many of us."

   At least more than the enemy imagined.

  Zard crouched down and pointed beside Qingchen, not knowing what he was doing. Da Yu frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zard suddenly said in a low voice, "I'm counting how many shrapnel he has, but there are too many shrapnel. If I count them, I'll make a mess... Let's kill people." Da Yu was even a little surprised when he saw that he was rarely serious. , but after a few seconds of silence he replied: "Okay, kill them all."

   A group of people carried the key door to the outside, and people kept coming out of the three moving key doors.

   A burly and huge figure emerged from the inside, and then followed the team.

  Qingji had already brought the ointment and surgical tools. He used tweezers to clip out the shrapnel in Qingchen's body and kept cleaning the wound for Qingchen with alcohol.

   Black Spider asked aside: "Can I help? I'm very skilled in these too."

  Qingji looked up at her: "I don't trust you yet. At this time, no one is allowed to come within three meters of Qingchen, step back!"

   Qingji is a martial idiot. When he was a child, he also asked his father why he practiced so hard, and what was the meaning of practice? Is it just getting stronger?

   His father's answer surprised him: We practice cultivation only to protect the blood of the ancestors of Qingzhen. We will protect whoever has the blood, because he will be the real foundation of the Qing family.

   Qingji didn't understand it before, but later he followed the old man and gradually understood. Now, he has to protect the new owner.

   Qingji dealt with wounds one by one, but saw that the shrapnel he had clipped out of Qingchen's body, large and small, were thrown aside, and there were hundreds of pieces. If it weren't for the strong recovery ability of the A-level superhuman, Qingchen would have died by now.

  Qingji applied Qing's own special black ointment to Qingchen's wound. He suddenly asked, "How many pieces of shrapnel?" The black spider answered without hesitation, "161 pieces."

   At this time, the black spider squatted down to examine He Jinqiu's body, but found that the other party had experienced so many rounds of artillery salvos, but his body was completely intact without the slightest wound.

   The black spider didn't believe it, but she searched He Jinqiu's body again, but still couldn't find a single shrapnel.

   Qingchen protected Boss He very well.

"Why does the boss protect a corpse?" the black spider asked: "I have heard a lot about him and know that he is a... good person. However, since He Jinqiu is dead, he will use his own life to protect a corpse. Does the corpse have any meaning? He is now in a high position, and it is the most glorious time of his life..."

Qingji sutured the wound on Qingchen's abdomen, and said lightly: "It doesn't make sense, if it were me, I would definitely use He Jinqiu's corpse as a shield, and then rush out of that battlefield. Instead of being so stupid to protect a corpse ."

  Black Spider was stunned, she didn't expect Qingji to say that.

However, Qing Ji changed the subject: "But that's the difference between him and me, and the reason why so many people follow him, but no one follows me. That's a kind of spirit, it's what keeps him in the dark. The only motivation to keep going."

   The black spider watched silently, feeling a little weird.

  You can think about it in a different position. The Duke of Storms she previously followed can humiliate and discard her at will, but Qingchen has to protect even a corpse of a comrade-in-arms. A world of difference.

   At this moment, Qingji suddenly said: "By the way, let me correct it, this is not the most glorious moment of his life. His glory has just begun."

  …

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The   Silver City Army was divided into three groups and burrowed into the woods.

   There were so many of them that the grass and bushes they stepped on were bare soil after they passed.

Moreover, there are even special scavengers in the mechanized troops in the rear, but seeing the huge mechanical engineering vehicles approaching, they can directly saw off the rows of trees like a bulldozer, so that the armored vehicles and main battle tanks in the rear can go through.

  The original forest has been opened up with smooth paths.

   There is no road in this world, and the more people walk, the road becomes.

   At this moment, the old fifth was sitting in the command car with a gloomy expression.

   He really didn't expect that He Jinqiu, who he had captured from outside, would be transformed into a heavenly sword fairy who was enough to bring disaster to them.

   He also didn't expect that the brothers who were still intriguing a day ago, now only himself and the old ten are dead!

   He didn't even think that now He Jinqiu is dead, and he bombarded Qingchen with artillery fire at all costs, but he still didn't kill the other party! how is this possible!

  The old fifth looked at the holographic sand table, a drone accompanies the troops and transmits everything on the front line back in real time.

On the    communication channel, an officer suddenly said: "Sir, fresh footprints have been found on the ground, and the moss on the ground has just been trampled to rot. You are right, the other party fled here."

   The fifth was relieved for a while: "Continue chasing, the fighter jets in our northern air base have already set sail, and they can't escape."

   However, at this moment, the fifth child suddenly saw a figure appearing in front of the team. A young man came out of the darkness alone and shouted: "Kill!"

  The soldiers looked at the young man with a small sapling on his head and were a little surprised. Then, their dense group of soldiers looked at the other person alone, and burst out laughing: "What is this person doing?"

   However, the next moment, deafening footsteps suddenly came from the woods, heavy and dense.

The footsteps were like drumsticks made from the leg bones of mammoths, drumheads made from the skin of the belly of an ancient dragon, and then the burly giant slammed it down with a thud, and those who heard the sound of footsteps Even the heart is trembling!

  In an instant, countless burly figures rushed out of the darkness with enough steps to cross the mountains and seas: "Kill!"

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  There is still chapter 3 in the morning, everyone wake up and watch.