"Big Young Master!"

Dian Wei and Xu Chu were ordered to secretly protect Yuan Tan. When they saw the Wutugu soldiers approaching the border, they left the tribe, and breathed a sigh of relief and followed.

"Young Master, let's go back." Xu Chu said carefully.

"I am not your eldest son, don't follow me." Yuan Tan threw Dian Wei and Xu Chu around the mountain.

The two were frightened and had to go to Zhuge Liang.

Just ten miles away from Zhurong tribe.

Zhuge Liang, Zhao Yun and others learned that Wu Tugu was going to attack Zhurong tribe, so they led a 100,000 Shen Ce army to help to ensure Yuan Tan's safety. They arrived here at this moment.

Dian Wei Xuchu returns.

"Where are the two generals, the eldest son?" Zhuge Liang asked anxiously.

Dian Wei and Xu Chu looked at each other.

"Military advisor, the eldest son dumped us, and I don't know what we are doing." Xu Chu said.

"Incompetent!" Zhuge Liang was furious and patted his wheelchair.

In the Shence Army, except for the oldest Guo Jia, other military advisors could not suppress Dian Wei and Xu Chu at all.

But before the angry eyes of Zhao Yun and others, Dian Wei and Xu Chu lowered their heads.

In fact, we can't blame Dian Wei and Xu Chu for being unfavorable. It is obvious that Yuan Tan has not yet replied to his memory.

"Military advisor, what should I do?" Zhao Yun said anxiously.

Zhuge Liang rushed to shake the feather fan, "The eldest son will definitely return to Zhurong tribe again. We will go there now and destroy some slaughter bones, and everything will naturally be safe and sound."

In fact, they are not too worried about safety issues, or they are still worried that they cannot recover their memory.

...

The war that took place in the Zhurong tribe was already one-sided.

"I am the real warrior of the divine wood. This divine wood will be carved into my supreme throne!"

Wu Tugu held up a chainsaw, slaughtering people everywhere, and was really a chainsaw.

With his magical artifact, the Zhurong tribe fought the final battle to win the Southern Barbarians.

His soldiers shouted likewise fiercely.

The people of Zhurong tribe are in front of the Holy Fire Cave layer by layer. As long as there is a tribe member here, the thousand-year-old Zhurong Holy Fire will not be extinguished.

Rows of Ugo soldiers fell down, but more soldiers rushed up during the Wutugu supervision battle.

Wu Tubo waving a buzzing chainsaw, which was the most powerful horn that inspired his brutal army, and he was examining the best time for his appearance.

The Zhurong warriors also fell down, and their flesh and blood will return to the land of their ancestors, and their souls will be with them.

Zhu Rong had already killed all over his body, just like Zhu Rong, the god of fire that fought against the prehistoric beasts in ancient times.

This is the land she loves, and she will fight until the last moment.

"Zhurong!" Meng Huo has been taking care of Zhurong, but there are too many enemies.

The moment Zhu Rong turned around, a vine armored soldier from the Ugo tribe was close at hand. The sharp sword drifted with the blood of the Zhurong tribe and turned into a rainbow and slashed over.

It's too late to avoid and parry.

"Daughter..." Old Zhurong, not far away, waved a meteor hammer to kill the enemy. At this time, his only child was about to return to the embrace of the Holy Fire. If Zhurong tribe had a glimmer of hope and his daughter died for the tribe, he would not be so desperate at this moment.

This was his last moment. A foolish smile flashed in front of Zhu Rong's eyes.

Silly apprentice, I hope you can find a good woman to protect you for the rest of your life and give you a bunch of children.

Master took a step forward. Zhu Rong closed his eyes.

After a while, I found out why I was not dead yet.

After opening his eyes, he saw the enemy shaking and falling down, and a tall figure appeared behind him.

"Master!"

"Advisor!" Zhu Rong burst into tears on the spot for some reason. He wasn't he dreaming that the stupid disciple who was greedy for life and feared death would dare to come back?

"…..." Meng Huo no longer despises Yuan Tan so much. Although he left shamelessly, he at least dared to come back.

Yuan Tan took out a blooming sunflower from his arms, and the petals emitted a special light in the sunlight.

What! Meng Huo was shocked and really picked the storm flowers.

You should know that this kind of flower grows on the steepest cliffs. He went there several times but did not pick it.

In fact, Yuan Tan did not really leave. He knew that he would definitely die today. Therefore, when he was alive, he hoped to do something for Zhurong, which was the only thing Zhurong said to him.

"Master, let us die together." Yuan Tan handed over to Lieyanghua. He remembered the matter between Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu. Although he thought hard, he could not remember who Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu were, but he was moved by their stories.

Zhu Rong cried.

Just as the two of them were talking, Meng Huo had subconsciously arrived near him and was staring blankly at the side.

When Zhu Rong brought the flaming sunflower on his hair bun, Meng Huo also burst into tears.

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I didn't run away from tears on the surface, but I burst into tears on the heart.

Meng Huo's heart was particularly painful and he wanted to die in battle.

The Zhurong soldiers around him, as well as the old Zhurong and the elders, looked at all this with blessed eyes. The girl who brought the boy's Fiery Sunflower was his woman.

Old Zhurong's nose was a little sore, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, his daughter got married. The only disadvantage was that she married a fool. She always thought she would marry Meng Huo in the end.

However, since this two fool went to pick the sunflower, he dared to come back when he was defeated.

It was very recognized by everyone.

As a result, the tribesmen were greatly encouraged and became even more fearless of death.

Let's die together!

And on the opposite side of the front, Wu Tugu, who was sure to win, felt relieved when he saw all this? It seems that this is the best time for him to play.

He likes to do the most to break other people's dreams and listen to the desperate wailings before his death.

So, he pressed the chainsaw switch, pushed away the soldier in front of him, and rushed forward.

A few moments.

"Wutugu, you will never become a warrior of the Divine Tree, and you will never be able to conquer the Zhurong tribe. The southern barbarian tribes will unite and destroy you and your Ugo tribe."

Zhu Rong was like a female leopard, not retreating in front of the huge prehistoric beast Wutugu, but instead roared.

"Barring." Wu Tugu laughed to the sky, "I am the real warrior of the divine wood. Have you seen the magical light spot on this chainsaw? There were only two in the hands of this fool, and one in my hands. It means he is the second, and I am the first."

"And now, this blue light spot turned red again and began to flash constantly. What does this mean? You know. This artifact must have a spirit of the instrument, and now I have recognized me as the main one."

"Barring... and help me unify the world!" Wu Tugu was too confident now. Unifying the Southern Barbarians could no longer satisfy his ambitions. All the eldest sons of the Yuan family would be wiped out under his chainsaw.

When the Zhurong soldiers who came to siege together heard this, they were shocked when they heard this. Could it be that this artifact really recognizes the butcher?

How else can I explain this?

That's all I can explain.
Chapter completed!