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On the south bank of the Xiang River, there are dense jungles.

Under the night, the rugged terrain and twisted ancient trees and shrubs are like female and scattered beasts, mysterious and gloomy.

But in such a forest, "I'm ecstatic", one figure carries the other figure, climbs up and jumps down, and takes a quick pace. Its speed is no less than that of ordinary people running during the day.

With a breath, I climbed up a ridge.

Standing on a high place and looking down, the vast Xiangjiang River appeared in front of you. The middle-aged man felt relieved and turned his arms and patted the little girl on his back: "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!" the little girl shook her head simply.

"Good boy!" The middle-aged man nodded, leaned over and was about to continue running wildly, and suddenly stopped him with a burst of cry.

"President of the Palace! President of the Palace!" A team of horses rode with their hooves rumbling. It was hard to see things in the dark. One of the horses was tripped by something, and they fell into a rolling gourd. But no one cared about it, and they rushed to the ridge one after another.

"Ming Master, Gong Master, don't go. The thief's methods are inhumane. Even if you take the second girl to tie her to death, they may not be willing to give up..."

"What's more, we already have news about your two other clones. It won't take long to get a chance to help you wake up! If you go like this, you don't know when you will have such a good opportunity!"

The horse stopped reins, and a team of cavalry began to persuade him. The big and small running in the jungle turned out to be the Grandmaster of the Gong family who had returned.

After hearing the persuasion, on the ridge, Miya Haneda looked heavy: "Even if we die, we will still survive. But if those people die..." He suddenly reached out and pointed to the county town that was suffering from artillery fire across the river, "I will never survive!"

"But the lives of more than 100,000 people are not as precious as yours!"

"Yes, yes, we are all ordinary people, and we have to fight against the heavenly beings. You and the second girl are our only hope!"

A team of cavalry dismounted one after another and sued him.

Miya Haneda slowly closed her eyes: "What you said may be right. But I cannot live with such memories on my back. Everything arises because of me, and it must stop because of me. Otherwise, I will not be at ease in my reincarnation."

"In addition, I heard a sentence in the past two days and thought it makes sense. You should also remember it well - people cannot place their hopes on others, they must rely on themselves!" At this point, it is irreversible.

"Twelve Master, Twelve Master!" The person who was kneeling down turned his gaze to the burly man in the middle. The burly man was in a tiger's back and bear's waist. Although he had a broken foot, he was still as bright as a mountain.

However, after receiving a helping signal from subordinates, the man looked at the sky and the clouds for a while, but he just didn't speak.

"Twelve Master? Twelve Master?" Everyone asked endlessly.

Finally getting annoyed by the question, Li Shier said impatiently: "If it is useful for me to die, I will go too. How do you want me to persuade me?"

"Ha." Miya Haneda couldn't help laughing, "At last, there are men in the resistance army. Everyone, I will never see you later." He leaped his body and jumped off the ridge.

"President of the Palace! President of the Palace!" The group of people quickly got on the horse and chased.

"Don't follow me again!" Gong Haneda Feiluo interrupted and shouted, "I can't stop you, don't force me to take action!"

Frightened by the threat of the Grandmaster Tianjun, everyone hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, two muffled sounds of "bang" suddenly came from under the ridge.

The face of the falling Miya Haneda changed drastically: "Who is the thief..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly staggered, as if he had been hammered twice by a hammer.

Falling in the air!

When he was about to fall, he threw Gong Er on his back to the side.

Gong Er'an landed steadily on the hillside: "Dad!" Hua Rong shouted.

Because of this throwing power, Miya Haneda lost his balance and could not stop when he landed. After all, he was just a master in the low martial arts world, and his relative strength was very weak, unable to fly into the sky or escape from the ground.

Rolling and stumble!

"President of the Palace!" On the ridge of the mountain, a group of rebels, including Li Shier, were shocked and hurriedly chased after him.

The dull sound was a gunshot! The whereabouts of Master Gong were discovered by the gods? Or did the gods have already made arrangements here? But the distance is too far!

No matter what the situation is, Grandma Gong, the great Heavenly Blesser, wants to exchange his life for more than 100,000 lives in Lingling City, but he was shot to death without even seeing the master...

If this becomes reality, then... God is too fucking, right? Although I don’t want Miya Haneda to do that, from the bottom of my heart, this kind of chivalrous behavior of doing things and being the other person is always admirable.

They rolled and crawled, and everyone chased after them.

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At the same time, it is still the south bank of the Xiang River.

In the bushes on the shore, a handsome young man with a handsome and elegant style put the spear with a scope into the space bag. He looked back at the dumbfounded subordinates: "Tsk, isn't this done? What a big deal!"

"Yes, yes, but Specialist Ye, that's Grandmaster Miya Haneda, the head of the Bagua Sect, the Heavenly Fate..." A circle of people stammered.

"What's wrong with the Grandmaster? What's wrong with the head? What's wrong with the Heavenly Fate?" The young man waved his hand casually, "He is coming to die. I'm saving him. Will he still be kind to repay his revenge?"

Everyone looked at each other: This method of saving people is too heroic, right?

It seemed that everyone's objection was seen. The young man's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't mind explaining a few more words. "Master Gong could not overcome this hurdle for tens of thousands of lives to exchange for his own life, so he wanted to come. But deep down he really wanted to come? I ask you, if it were you, would you come?"

"What you want is the thoughts deep in your heart, not the scene of being a hero."

Everyone looked around and shook their heads one after another: "No, don't come." "It shouldn't be here?"...

"That's it. Grand Master Gong may not want to come, but he just has to come. Now I have given him the best reason to not come. He may hate me on the surface, but deep down, he must be grateful to me."

Everyone finally understood and nodded repeatedly: "Teacher Ye, you are indeed far-sighted and thought carefully!"

The handsome young man smiled slightly and looked contented.

While speaking, Miya Haneda had already rolled down to the foot of the mountain, silent for a moment.

But the rebels who followed him closely rushed down fiercely: "The thief was shameless and actually attacked secretly!"

"Don't harm Grandmaster Gong's life!"

"My big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"

He said harshly until he rushed into the battle range and looked at the gestures made by the opponent, and the momentum of the charge came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!