The sky is about to break, and the earth gradually begins to regain its vitality. Everything is like a new life, with a breath of newness permeating the world.

After Ji Xiaoyan heard the words of the old man Qingmi, he seemed to have regained consciousness after a while. He nodded with a heavy heart, but his eyes were on the blood-red plain in the distance, looking at the dark brown color that no longer flowed.

There were bloodstains on his face, and a glimmer of confusion appeared in his eyes. After a long silence, he asked old man Qingya with a hoarse voice and a heavy heart: "Master Qingya, what do you think we are fighting for?

So many aborigines have died! We should not have stayed and entangled with the fallen demons in the first place... These are all our people from Qingcheng!"

"For what? For honor, to protect other aborigines!" Old man Qingmi looked in the direction Ji Xiaoyan was looking with a serious face, and said to her with a deep look: "Girl Xiaoyan

Ah, there are many things in this world that need to be sacrificed for such a purpose, and all of this is inevitable at the moment. If Qingcheng escapes because he is afraid of seeing such a scene, then Qingcheng’s ending can be imagined

And knowing that, they are destined to become like the remaining aborigines on this grassland. Xiaoyan, you should be very clear about this! The rivers of blood have always been caused by sacrifice and

Pursue!"

Ji Xiaoyan pursed her lips, but her mood was still a little heavy!

"Look at it now, although there have been so many casualties in this battle, I can guarantee that the strength of our Qingcheng will definitely frighten the people of the fallen demon clan, otherwise they would not be able to ask for help.

People from the Fox Clan are here to help. Think about how ugly the faces of the Fallen Demon Clan were when we mentioned the Fox Clan in front of them when we changed the Wing Clan. But we forced the Fallen Demon Clan into this situation.

Moreover, we also ran them away! Isn't this our victory in Qingcheng?" Old man Qingmi said to Ji Xiaoyan step by step, with a slightly proud smile on his face:

"When we Qingcheng and the Fallen Demon Clan meet again in the future, how can they dare to be as arrogant as before? They will always be more afraid of us Qingcheng before doing anything! And because of this fear, in the future

On the mainland, their fallen demon clan will try to stay away from our Qingcheng town forces to prevent more towns from being attacked and massacred by them. This is for us...or for you, the city lord of Qingcheng.

Say, doesn’t it protect more people?”

Old man Qingmi squinted at Ji Xiaoyan, who had clear features in the firelight. He looked at her face and saw that there was still a look of sadness on her face. Then he sighed, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and then

Said: "So, little girl Xiaoyan, don't worry too much! These pictures and experiences, you will see more and experience more in the future. Our current goal is the Eastern Continent, and in the future there will be four continents, the entire

World...so wars are bound to become more violent, even more tragic and frequent. If you can't adapt now, what will you do in the future? Do you want all of us who are allied with Qingcheng to become

Is it like that?"

Ji Xiaoyan was suddenly shocked. He followed Old Man Qingmi's hand and looked at the piles of aboriginal corpses in the distance. He bit his lip gently and then nodded to Old Man Qingmi.

Said: "Master Qingmi, I understand what you said! Let's prepare to go back to Qingcheng!"

"That's right!" Old Man Qingmi suddenly smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was worried that Ji Xiaoyan would think of something wrong.

Ji Xiaoyan agreed to return to the city, so naturally no one would delay him.

Aboriginal people of all races spontaneously followed the team with the corpses of their own people and walked silently towards the town. However, everyone's mood was not as heavy as Ji Xiaoyan imagined. They all died in battle.

They are all heroes, and returning with honors is something that everyone should be happy about!

It adds glory to their race!!

Stepping into the town, all the aborigines in the town stood on both sides of the town's avenue, looking at Ji Xiaoyan and the others with a kind of solemn reverence, and sent them incomparable flowers and respect, which made everyone

The aborigines who participated in this battle couldn't help but raise their chests a little higher. Even the adventurers who had been helping until the end were excited with joy and followed Qingcheng's army,

Looking at the countless players who were curiously hiding behind the aborigines and looking at them, I felt proud in my heart.

This is how a hero is treated!!

For this moment, it was worth losing a few more levels and dying a few times!

The light on the teleportation array kept flashing, bringing countless Qingcheng aborigines back to Qingcheng.

Ji Xiaoyan stood by the waterside outside Qingcheng, her eyes solemn as she welcomed the return of the aborigines of each race, giving them her most sincere gratitude and gaining their most sincere loyalty. In the end, she took those countless sacrifices with her

The deceased Qingcheng aborigines returned to the city lord's palace and said in a deep voice to Manager Qing Gong: "Get ready to give all the sacrificed aboriginals a solemn funeral!"

Manager Qing Gong nodded quickly, gave instructions to several Qingcheng guards behind him, and then asked carefully: "Then, Lord City Lord, what do you want to do with this funeral? Where will you bury them all?"<

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Ji Xiaoyan took a deep breath: "Master Qingmi suggested that we be buried in the moat of the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Moat?!" Manager Qing Gong's eyes widened when he heard this, with a look of disbelief. So many aborigines were buried in the moat! Do you want the moat to be filled with corpses all the time?

What does that layer look like?

"Lord City Lord...I'm afraid this is a bit bad, right?"

"Why isn't it good?" Ji Xiaoyan was stunned and looked at Manager Qing Gong in confusion. Looking at his hesitant expression, he said, "They all died fighting for our Qingcheng. It was our Qingcheng."

What a hero! And in our entire Qing city, only this city lord's palace can show its honor! Master Qingmi and people from several races have raised this issue, and they all agreed to this suggestion...

."

All the aboriginal people believe that it is the highest honor to allow the clansmen who died in the war to be buried in the moat and to protect the Qing city forever, so no one objects at all.

Manager Qing Gong only felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He looked in the direction outside the city lord's palace, and then hesitantly said: "City lord, how can this moat bury people? It's not good to see corpses floating thousands of miles away!"

"The corpse is floating thousands of miles away?!" Ji Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment. He looked at Manager Qing Gong with some amazement, shook his head with laughter and said: "Chief Qing Gong, what are you talking about? How is it possible to bury people in the moat like this? Qing Gong

Master Mi said, just use fire and bury them in the moat."

The breath that Chief Qing Gong was holding was spit out in an instant, and he staggered instantly. Only then could he smile and nod to Ji Xiaoyan: "That's good, that's good! Lord City Lord, I will make arrangements right away! Today

Just preparing for the funeral?"

"Tomorrow! Today all tribes have to take people back to show their heroes to the tribesmen!" Ji Xiaoyan sighed and said with a heavy heart: "After you go to make arrangements, we will also go to see our heroes in Qingcheng.

Heroes! This time, our Qingcheng guards suffered serious losses!!"

Manager Qing Gong's expression turned serious instantly, nodded solemnly to Ji Xiaoyan, turned around and went to make arrangements.

When Tuvas heard the news that Ji Xiaoyan and the others had returned to the city, he immediately got out of the house, looking like a thief, and searched for a long time in Qing City before finally finding Ji Xiaoyan, looking at her with a frown on her face.

With such a look, Tuvas' heart relaxed for no reason.

"Lord City Lord!"

Ji Xiaoyan hummed, turned around and looked around. When he saw Tuvas' face, he frowned and asked, "Tuvas, what's the matter?"

"Haha, there is something like that!" Tuvas laughed dryly, and he could tell that Ji Xiaoyan seemed to be in a bad mood, but after coming here, he would still be unwilling to ask a question.

Therefore, Tuvas could only bite the bullet and said: "Lord City Lord, I heard that you are back, so I wanted to ask, when will we set off?"

"Let's go?" Ji Xiaoyan was startled for a moment, then immediately responded: "You mean to find the last sealed town!"

Tuvas nodded quickly and looked at Ji Xiaoyan expectantly.

"Let's talk again!"

Ji Xiaoyan gave an answer that surprised Tuvas. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but laugh twice. Then he quickly covered his mouth and nodded at Ji Xiaoyan without looking back.

He turned around and ran away!

There's nothing he can do if he doesn't run! Knowing that this time Qingcheng fought with the Demon Clan and the casualties were serious, Ji Xiaoyan was in a bad mood. He was a little too happy to get this answer. If he didn't run, he would be really afraid of himself.

The laughter would leak out uncontrollably, which made Ji Xiaoyan unhappy. It would not be a huge loss if he tormented himself.

So, it’s best to run away!!

Ji Xiaoyan watched Tuvas disappear, shook his head after a while, and then walked towards the main hall of the city lord's palace.

Friesman should have gotten the message where she is waiting.

No matter how we decide on the matter of the undead, we still need to talk to Frisman.

In the main hall of the Lord of the City, Frisman's brows never even opened.

There was a fight between Qingcheng and the Fallen Demon Clan. He had received the news and was going to help, but Manager Qing Gong told him that Ji Xiaoyan had ordered him to wait for the Undead Clan in Qingcheng and then take them to the battlefield to meet up.

.

But after waiting for a long time, urging him over and over again, and waiting until after dark, Frisman still didn't hear any response from the undead tribe.

He knew very well in his heart that it was really impossible for his race to remain in the alliance list of Qingcheng! But as a member of the undead, Frisman finally dutifully sent a message to the undead tribe again in the middle of the night.

After waiting until dawn, the news of Ji Xiaoyan's return to the city came, but there was still no response from the undead clan, Frisman really gave up.

There used to be a Qingyu in Qingcheng who lost his clansmen, but now Qingyu has found his clansmen, and Frisman has his clansmen, but he will lose them completely...<

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As soon as Ji Xiaoyan stepped into the palace, she saw Frisman with an ugly face, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't want to make this decision, but there was no other way! She was the city lord of Qingcheng, and she was the leader of Qingcheng's forces.

As a leader, she has to think about the larger group!

Since the undead clan has been unwilling to become their alliance with Qingcheng since they got the dragon bones, there is really no need to leave quotas and opportunities for them! Otherwise, at some point in the future, these undead clan members will take advantage of the Qingcheng alliance.

Identity, what should they do if they counterattack internally?

That is a very dangerous thing. Old man Qingmi has already warned Ji Xiaoyan.

Therefore, she must make a decision.

"Xiaoyan!" Frisman heard the noise, looked up and saw Ji Xiaoyan, then stood up, looking extremely guilty.

"It's not your fault!" Ji Xiaoyan walked up to Frisman, patted his shoulder, motioned for him to sit down, and then sat down as well, "We still have to go visit the Undead Tribe.

”

"I know. The keel must be taken back!" Frisman nodded and said to Ji Xiaoyan with a very serious face, "When I contacted the clan, I didn't disclose these ideas. I just told them your order.

They came to help as soon as possible. They didn’t say anything else...So, if we go there now, the clan will not have any precautions."

Ji Xiaoyan nodded: "Tomorrow we will hold a funeral for all those who died in the war. If we want to go to the undead tribe, we can only do it the day after tomorrow."

"Why don't you go now?" Frieseman was stunned for a moment, looked at Ji Xiaoyan strangely and asked, "Don't they say to strike while the iron is hot?"

"Now is not the time." Ji Xiaoyan shook his head, thought for a while and said: "In order to prevent them from being prepared, I will write a letter to inform them of the outcome of the war, and then ask them why they did not come to participate in the war. Then you can give the letter to

I’ll send it over!”

"The people in the clan will definitely be nervous. If we go there, the resistance will be even greater!" Frisman shook his head with some disapproval and said, "If you ask me, there is no need to send a message. Just treat it as nothing.

You know, we can just go there the day after tomorrow."

"No, send a letter so that they don't have to worry about what conspiracy I am brewing!" Ji Xiaoyan smiled, "After I questioned them, they were happy that I didn't come, and they were even more happy because I just
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