Platycodon alone, even if she is a middle-level witch with petal fruits and earth energy, she cannot achieve this level. To be honest, it is still thanks to Lu Dingyun. After finding his heir, Lu Dingyun's heroic soul and belief were completely integrated into the land of Yongzhou. He and this land he loved deeply were inseparable from each other. He was Yongcheng, and Yongcheng was also him...

It is precisely because of the resonance caused by Lu Dingyun, Platycodon and Yongcheng that this green landscape is so magnificent and magnificent, with a wider range, a radius of 100 meters, a radius of 200 meters, a radius of 300 people, and even scattered to the top of the city. Even the mud bricks and stones on the city walls are covered with lush green grass. The breath of the ocean of life completely covers the smell of blood, making people feel the fragrance of soil and grass between their mouths and noses...

"Ah, this grass, is this grass actually helping me heal my wounds?"

"The blood has stopped? God, my wounds are no longer bleeding?"

"Bald, bald, you finally woke up. Do you know that you didn't breathe just now, and I was so scared that I hugged you and cried..."

"Uh, it doesn't hurt anymore... The sequelae left by the self-harm move just now hurts so much that I want to bite my tongue and commit suicide. Now, not only does it hurt, but it's still warm all over..."

"That feeling... it feels like returning to the embrace of nature... Is this piece of green grass under my feet a blessing from Yongcheng to us..."

"Look! The human blood and demon blood on the battlefield were absorbed by the green grass..."

Within a radius of hundreds of meters, half of the battlefield was covered with green grass. Many soldiers who were about to die or had just broken their breath were moistened by the breath of green grass. They all recovered from their anger. The injured, who were severely injured or tortured by the sequelae of self-harm, also stopped the severe pain. They all looked at the green grass under their feet incredibly, and even more incredibly at the girl in white not far away.

Isn't she only level 3 intermediate level?

Why can she exert such strong power at this time?

Is this another miracle in the battlefield? Or... that girl was favored by the goddess of nature?

"elder brother……"

Sun Lu slowly opened her eyes and looked at Sun Rui confused and uneasy. Sun Rui cried with joy, kissing her sister's tears while muttering excitedly:

"It's okay, it's okay... Sister, you've lived. Do you know that we can be together forever in this life!"

Sun Rui should thank Kikyo and Lu Dingyun, and even more so for fate... If his sister died for more than ten minutes, then her broken heart would be completely cold, and even if Li Jiayu came in person, she would be unable to turn things around...

"Oh, why are you pinching my ears? It hurts so much..."

Wang Yang shouted weakly and dissatisfiedly, but Li Mo sneered:

"Okay, you bastard, you dare to pretend to be dead with me when you come back to life!"

"Uh, isn't I going to test your brotherly relationship? It's useless to wipe your tears clean. Your clothes are soaked..." Wang Yang laughed, but it touched the wound. He immediately coughed violently again.

"Brother, if you survive the disaster, you will have good fortune. This time you have survived this disaster, and there will definitely be a longer way to go in the future... I will give you the burden of the friend of women. In the future, you can protect and take care of the women, children and children by yourself. I am a vulgar soldier, and I will not be close to those women and ghosts!"

"Okay..." Wang Yang sighed, but the knowing smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

Not far away, Feng Liaoyuan and Luo Yanyu also climbed up, and Chu Xiang and Lan Xiaoyue's split bodies were also re-bonded with the help of their vitality. Although they were still very weak, they at least saved their lives and would not die within a few hours...

However, there are some tragedies that cannot be avoided...

"Major General Zhao, Major General Liu, Major General Sun, Major General Song..."

Lin Luanqiu stood up with his body. He was so sad that he couldn't speak. He throbbed his throat, looked around, wiped the blood on the corners of his lips, and finally trembled his body and walked towards a pool of rotten meat next to him.

That is Major General Zhao's body...

How glorious was Major General Zhao, who carried the burden of protecting Yongcheng, but he died bravely on the battlefield and was slashed by the demon turtle at the peak of the Three Poles. From then on, he was filled with hatred...

This fierce battle caused the main force of Yongcheng army to be deeply damaged. At that time, the eight major generals in Yongcheng were the most backbone forces. The eight major generals joined forces to attack, and even the third-level high-level insect king had to avoid his edge... But now, the eight major generals have gone fourth, leaving only Major Generals of Sword Immortal Lin, Major General of Bone Demon Jin, Major General Qilin King, Major General Feng Heliang...

"Lunqiu, don't be too sad, they die as if they are dead!" Jiang Yueying came over and supported Lin Luanqiu. At the same time, some holy water was spilled out from her small bottle of pure lotus to Lin Luanqiu to help him recover from his injuries.

"Die as if you die as if you die as if you die as if you die today... So, what about tomorrow? What about next month... Will the monsters in the future be stronger... Can we really last until the next month... Is the fate of our inheritors just to die in the battlefield..."

At the end, Lin Luanqiu actually started to cry. The deaths of too many companions touched his mind. He was worried and afraid. He didn't know where the road was, nor did he know how to break through this dilemma. Although he survived by chance this time, he also witnessed the terrifying impact of the five-headed lord-level monsters attacking...

In the future, there may be five quasi-legends, or even five-legend monsters coming to attack the city. At that time, who will hold on to the situation in Yongcheng?

"Probably, we are inheritors, and of course we have to bear more responsibilities on our shoulders... After all, no one can protect those ordinary people except us..." Jiang Yueying explained.

"Is it really meaningful to guard Yongcheng like this..."

Lin Luanqiu asked himself again and again, but still couldn't find the answer. He was confused and puzzled, and only felt that it was not good to stay in Yongcheng and passively accept the attacks of monsters...

Perhaps, after recovering from injury, you should go out for training and go to a farther place to kill insects and monsters to maximize yourself. Only in this way can you force yourself to become stronger, and only in this way can you catch up with Li Jiayu's pace, instead of watching Li Jiayu fight alone in every battle, unable to help with anything!

far away--

A large group of people surrounded Chu Taihong and looked at Chu Taihong's illusory body anxiously and sadly...

Chu Taihong was so injured that he didn't even reach the lord level but fought head-on with the Tentacle King. The level gap between the two was too big, so that he was beaten up by the Tentacle King again and again. Even if he got the power of heavenly thunder, his body turned into a thunder element would be useless...

Now, his body is half weak and half solid, and lightning is rolling around. Because he has hurt his origin, he can no longer recover his flesh and blood body.

In other words... he is not far from death, just like a powered engine that has been running at high speed for dozens of hours. The damage caused by overload has caused the engine's rotating column to penetrate the metal wall. No matter how much the engine oil is poured, it cannot change the fate of the engine explosion.

The grass that kept drilling under him wanted to inject vitality into his body, but he didn't even have flesh and blood, so how could he still accept vitality? On the contrary, the lightning on his body made the grass under him charred and smoke again and again.

"Babe..."

Fang Fang's eyes were swollen with crying, and her blood-red eyes showed endless sadness. She had lost all her close relatives. She was lonely in the world. The only person who cared for her meticulously and treated her as a relative was Chu Taihong. He regarded Fang Fang as his adopted daughter. Whenever he had time, he would go to Liu Yinsha's villa to visit Fang Fang, tell her stories, and give her delicious food and fun toys...

But now Fang Fang's adoptive father Chu Taihong is about to die. Fang Fang was shocked to realize that she was a blood angel, the broom star of disaster, and that all her relatives would be killed by her!

After a month of normal life and the guidance of Li Banyue and others, Fang Fang could almost free herself from the past of sucking her parents and family into mummies with her own hands, but seeing that Chu Taihong was about to die, she suddenly felt that she was in great sin and could not be forgiven.

"Fang Fang, dad can't do it..."

"Dad!" Fang Fang burst into tears and wailed at the top of her lungs, trying to pounce on Chu Taihong's arms to keep him, but Liu Yinsha behind her pulled the crazy Fang Fang tightly and prevented her from approaching Chu Taihong. After all, Fang Fang was seriously injured and too weak. If she was hurt by the thunder and lightning power on Chu Taihong's body, she would be stunned immediately and would not even be able to say goodbye at the end of her life.

"Please... After I die, Fang Fang will ask you. No matter what, I must protect Fang Fang. Please make sure to let her grow up healthily..." Chu Taihong's face was covered with purple plasma, and the mist was beating, but he still looked at Liu Yinsha deeply. When he was in Yangcheng, he was obsessed with Liu Yinsha, the chief red card of the nightclub, and regarded her as his dream lover. Even today, he still couldn't forget the beautiful figure in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her. She is my beloved daughter!" Liu Yinsha nodded solemnly, showing an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"Thanks……"

Chu Taihong's chest fluctuated, and the purple plasma filled with it became more and more messy, and he was almost unable to maintain his human form. He knew that the deadline had come, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the fate of falling.

"Commander Chu... You must hold on. Yongcheng has lost Commander Lu, and you must not be lost again!"

There were many wounded officers surrounded by Chu Taihong, most of whom were at the lower level of level three. They were loyal to Chu Taihong, accompanied Chu Taihong for three or four months, and witnessed countless crises with him...

In their hearts, Chu Taihong is the patron saint of Yongcheng!

If Chu Taihong is dead, then the flag of Yongcheng will fall...
Chapter completed!