"Brother!" Chen cold looks into him.
"Yes, brother!"
Unable to restrain the surge of feelings in his heart, Feng Yan said aloud: "Even if one day Brother Chen stands at the top of nine days, even if he forgets me, even if I am only a trivial person under nine days, I will not sell myself short. I can tell anyone: Look, his name is Chen Han, he is my brother, my brother of Feng Yan!"
Chen cold hard nodded, eyes turned to the ice pupil, looking at that beautiful face flushed with excitement.
"Are you … ok?" Ice pupil trying to hide the excitement in my heart.
"I’m fine, and you?"
Chen Han wanted to hold her hand, but in the end there was no action. That oath was an insurmountable gap for them, at least for now.
The cold air of ice blue circulates in the body, and the breath of ice pupil finally stabilizes, and everything is eclipsed by a captivating smile, and that friendship is beyond words.
"You are all my cold brothers!"
The voice oscillated like a torrent for nine days, and Chen Han shouted loudly: "For the same dream and the same goal, we will never give up and help each other. This is brothers! Do you remember the battle song that the elder taught you? That’s the battle song of the Jingyun Club, that’s our dream, let the battle song fly! "
A gentle curve that rises and falls along the mountain …
Let go of the love of the Central Plains, the love of the North and the south of the Yangtze River …
Facing the passionate companionship of ice skates, snow swords and storms …
Cherish the golden Chinese New Year given to me by heaven …
The cadence of the song is low but gentle, as if telling the memory of the past, which is forever engraved in the depths of the soul.
Then, the song changed from deep to passionate, like a horde of Ma Benteng, like a nine-day galaxy pouring down, which was the supreme hymn of dreams and blood.
Be a man with courage, be a man without fear of danger …
Love remains the same year after year …
There are bitterness and sweetness in life, and good and evil are separated from each other.
All for the dream tomorrow …
See the iron hoof clanking all over Wan Li …
I’m standing on the cusp, holding the sun and the moon tightly …
This is a song from another world, this is a battle song for men, and this is a group of passionate man of iron who are working hard for their dreams.
Unconsciously, the voice of the battle song was accompanied by a trace of truth and immortal power, and the song was dyed with a layer of latosolic red and turned into an airflow that could be seen by the naked eye. The latosolic red airflow seems to be burning, like a raging flame, which has ignited the void and clouds.
The song is stirring!
Blood is surging!
The momentum is like a rainbow!
Where the 20-million-strong army has passed, ghosts and gods have changed. When powerful strength and indestructible will are combined, it will be an invincible master.
The song is passed over and over again, and everyone’s lofty sentiments are completely mobilized, and morale is constantly rising at a terrifying speed.
I don’t know, however, that the vast land where the army passed was abruptly condensed into a flame by blood ShaQi, which burned into a huge blank with a width of thousands of miles. Forests turn to ashes, flowers and plants vanish, rivers transpiration, and even the peaks, large and small, turn into flowing lava.
The momentum of the army is like this, which is evident!
The news that the 20 million troops of Jingyun Club had marched, as well as this shocking scene, had already reached Taiyi Xianmen, but the big plan was implemented in an orderly way after being shocked.
When the army was less than 100 million miles away from Taiyi Xianmen’s station, Chen Han crushed the operator in his hand, and a message was transferred to the long-awaited 14th Route Army within a few seconds. Almost at the same time, the hidden 14-Route Army seemed to be a tiger without restraint, and the 14 super powers as the target became the most fertile prey in their eyes, and the battle finally started.
Booming …
Teng Chong led millions of elites and appeared in the base camp of the Wuji Temple.
These millions of troops have the initial state of Mahayana, and the army that has been strictly trained has quickly formed a powerful war.
A series of streamers, shock waves, horse drills and knife shadows have condensed unparalleled true yuan and immortal power, and bombarded the mountain array of the Wuji Temple.
The mountain defense array, which integrates attack and defense, suddenly oscillated violently. There were less than 100,000 disciples outside the gate, and a limited number of disciples inside the gate, chuan chuan disciples and elders’ protectors, which could not change the overall situation at all. Eighty percent of the elite sects were taken to Taiyi Xianmen by Zhang Jiao more than two months ago, and now the remaining combat power of the whole gate is extremely limited.
Fourteen super powers corresponding to the 14-route troops are exactly the same as the infinite temple. In the face of millions of elite attacks, they can only grind their teeth to resist, but how long can they resist?
Feng Yan’s eyes were a little moist, and he held Chen Han’s arm tightly in his backhand: "I was wrong … Brother Chen hasn’t changed, but it’s me, but I look down on Brother Chen."
"Brother!" Chen cold looks into him. "Yes, brother!" Unable to restrain the surge of feelings in his heart, Feng Yan said aloud: "Even if one day Brother Chen stands at the top of nine days, even if he forgets me, even if I am only a trivial person under nine days, I will not sell…