Except for Su Li and Pang Qinglin, no one knew that in this rarely visited dense forest, he was experiencing a life-and-death battle with huge power. Yuan Lin led the entire Su Yu, adhering to his belief, like an iron chain blocking the river, and directly crossing the road of the ghosts' advance, wanting to seek a trace of vitality for ordinary people in several villages outside the dense forest.

This battle that no one knows about naturally cannot be exchanged for the gratitude that should be. Just like what Yin and Yang Du have been doing silently for many years, they have never asked for any reward from beginning to end.

An unknown battle, an unknown guardian.

In contrast, Yuan Lin prefers to do some tasks that can get extra money. But she knows more clearly that she has been a dead person for many years, and the era when she can do tasks and get silver dollars is gone forever.

Nowadays, in addition to adhering to her own beliefs, she is just waiting for her own end and her new life.

She reported it to the palace of the King of Hell. When the master who sat high asked her that she knew the meaning of her life, she just revealed two words indifferently: faith.

Her background was not very good, and she was in an era that was not very good.

Yuan Lin will never forget the helplessness of her childhood curled up on the street corner in that war-ridden era.

No one cares about a poor ghost with frostbite all over his body. Just as the world is cold, the faces of the crowd of people who have passed by are never warm smiles, but make people feel the coldness of coldness in their hearts.

He was indifferent and ignored. Even children of the same age as her always looked at her with a hint of contempt. Even the children who begged with her also moved away their steps after seeing her ulcers covered in festering abscesses. It was as if the frostbite that was bleeding pus would be contagious.

Living aimlessly, she doesn't know where her path is, or even whether she has a future. She hurried on the street corner every day, even begging for food, often attracts vicious beatings and scolding from others. In her little heart, she can no longer tolerate anything except resentment at the world.

After a series of wars, every day, soldiers could see the soldiers snatching civilian supplies all over the streets. This undoubtedly made her a small beggar even more helpless. At that time, no one had any surplus food at home, and the indifference of human feelings was fully reflected in the world. Perhaps it was not the war, her family would not drive her out of the house!

She always hoped so much in her heart. But her mother's heartless words echoed in her mind at the same time: "You lose money, just starve to death outside. It has no effect and she still has the face to eat the food at home!"

Those words cut her heart like a sharp knife. But what can she do if she is so hungry that she is skinny and bone-to-hearted? Are you fighting? How can she fight without the power of a chicken?

The final result is nothing more than resentment towards relatives and huddling in the corner of the street where people come and go.

She cried, made a fuss, and was hysterical.

Later, she just sat indifferently and watched indifferently. She had resentment, complained about the injustice of the laws of heaven, and held a grudge against this inhuman world. She wanted to let this world be destroyed, and she wanted to let all the indifferent people in this world die.

She wandered in a daze on the street, without covering her body, and letting the bone-broken cold wind chase her.

Just die like this!

This thought has always existed in her heart until one day, a girl about the same age as her stopped in front of her, tilted her head and looked at her for a while, and broke it apart half of the steamed buns in her hand, and placed it on her hand.

Even though her hands were covered with frostbite, the pus flowed out, making her feel disgusted when she saw it. But Nie Feicui still handed the steamed bun to her without hesitation. Her white little hand was so gentle that it made people jealous from the bottom of her heart. Yuan Lin showed that her heart was filled with not gratitude, nor was she desire for food and inferiority for herself. Instead, she was unforgettable hatred.

Why? Why can she get everything she wants, but she can only hide in the corner of the street, wearing tattered clothes, eating dirty and nauseating garbage. Why can she live so well, but she is covered in frostbite and struggle in pain and cold every day.

She raised her eyes and looked at Nie Feicui's eyes. The inquiring gaze touched her. She was stunned.

What kind of eyes are these!

This is the first time I have seen such eyes after wandering for so long.

Bright, clear and transparent. In addition to the reluctance to give up half of his steamed bun, those eyes were filled with light that was not available to the eyes of the past crowd.

The light, like the warm sun in winter, easily illuminated her heart full of wounds, and made her lower her head ashamed.

At first she didn't know what the light was. But later she found out that the light was called hope!

"Seeing that you don't have family anymore, are you going to leave with me? Let's agree to follow me first, but you will definitely suffer a lot."

Nie Feicui blinked her big eyes and said sternly.

Yuan Lin nodded gently and asked a sad sentence: "I'm leaving with you, can I eat enough?"

Nie Feicui tilted her head and glanced at the man beside her. After he nodded, she nodded quickly: "Don't worry! You can eat enough."

How can people who can wander on the streets of troubled times be afraid of suffering?

After she followed Nie Feicui, she followed her every day and gradually understood why people were different. She used to always blame others, but never thought about changing her current situation.

Struggling to survive is an attitude of living. Working hard to live better is also an attitude of living. She thinks her life too simply, so how could she not suffer all the hardships and fall to the point of dying on the streets?

Living humblely makes her only dare to resent but not look forward to the future. But if she doesn't look forward to the future, she can only live humble forever.

Nie Feicui always said to her with great momentum: "Yuan Lin, look, we have to do this task!"

She never said to her: "This task is not simple, let's try it!"

Attitude to things is also one of the main factors that make people live differently.

She wanted to live like Nie Feicui, so she worked hard and followed her without falling behind.

Tasks and rescues again and again. She didn't know why she wanted to save those indifferent humans. Until Nie Feicui told her: "When I first met you, your eyes were exactly the same as them! Someone always had to bring hope to them, just like I brought hope to you."

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In the dense forest, Yuan Lin held up the Tang Hengdao in her hand, like an unfallen flag, which was particularly eye-catching in everyone's eyes. She coldly held her face, held up the Hengdao like Nie Feicui, and slashed heavily towards the front of her.

Wherever the blade passed, all the limbs of the ghosts that were in contact with the sword energy were cut off with one knife. She drew the sword and cut it horizontally, and the force was so strong that she brought down a large number of ghosts wherever the blade passed. These ordinary ghosts were not worth mentioning in the face of her profound strength.

Nie Feicui once brought her hope, transformed her into Yuan Lin, and made Su Yu today! Even though Nie Feicui has died, as long as her soul is immortal, she will always be Su Yu's boss and the unparalleled god of war in their hearts!

Similarly, it is also the military spirit of their entire Su Yu and their belief.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The shouts of killing came from the mouths of the women, wrapped in the military power of thousands of troops, held up the Tang Heng knife in his hand and slashed heavily!

Nearly a hundred sword lights shot out from the tip of the knife, piercing through the giant tree in front of him and sweeping away all obstacles in front of him.

The rumbling sounded one after another, and countless giant trees fell apart under the sword light, breaking and falling. A clearing land that looked like an isolation belt appeared out of thin air between the silence ghost tide and the golden iron wall. It interrupted the Black Tide's continued pace. Yuan Lin looked at the silence ghost tide in front of him, and his eyes directly locked in the dozen figures behind the silence ghost tide, and a trace of disdain surged in the corner of his mouth.

"Sisters, we are standing here today to implement our faith. Never forget the words of my elder sister!"

She reached out and pointed forward, and said with endless courage: "There are more than a dozen ghost kings behind! Let's cut them!"

"Cut them!"

More than a dozen figures came out from the crowd and stood beside Yuan Lin.

Su Yu's people never lack courage and never hesitate!

The golden chains shattered in an instant, and passed by more than a dozen people and relinked them together.

Yuan Lin clasped her fists behind her and shouted loudly: "Sisters, you can't let any of these disgusting people go!"

"Kill all the things!"

The shouts of slogans resounded throughout the forest, making Yuan Lin laugh happily, turned her head and took the lead, and rushed towards the dark tide.

Behind her, more than a dozen figures followed, like more than a dozen steel knives, dividing the entire ghost-loving tide. Wherever she passed, she raised her hands and fell, and there was no enemy in a single combination. They rushed straight towards the dozen ghost kings, and they collided violently without saying a word.

Under Su Li's order, the giant Yin and Yang Du finally gradually woke up and showed off his minions to the enemy. The high-level combat power hidden in each branch seemed to appear out of thin air, intercepting the necessary path for the gathering of ghosts in various provinces, and intercepting them with extremely targeted targets.

Just as Ye Manshan was sitting in a wheelchair and scrambled with Lu Yao, countless places in the entire land of China were fighting unprecedentedly fiercely.

Even in Ye Manshan's previous life, there was never a battle of such a scale.

This is the first time that Yin and Yangdu mobilize personnel on such a large scale, and it is also Su Li's declaration of protest against those people.
Chapter completed!