True meaning?

Zhao Tong felt a little hot in his heart. He glanced at He An and then at the Wu brothers, as if he was sure of something.

Seeing the Wu brothers nodding, Zhao Tong instantly realized it.

The Wu brothers were able to understand the intention of the sword because of the elixir.

"Sit down, understand and absorb it, and you can use it as an introduction. Whether it can be achieved or not can only be understood by yourself." He An glanced at the Wu brothers and fell on Zhao Tong and eight others.

Since these people traveled thousands of miles and fought northward, he could not have been rewarded without a reward.

After so long, Lu Zhu finally developed the refining of Zhenyi Pill. It was about 40% of the refining of him, but 40% without negative effects. Such a medicinal effect was one or two% higher than that of ordinary Zhenyi Pill.

"kindness."

The eight half-step blood-melting realm of prison in Prison Tian looked at each other, their eyes were very hot, and they all sat cross-legged.

Faced with the opportunity to become stronger, of course they cannot miss it, and there is not much time left for them.

"You guys distribute the pills." He An handed over all the useful materials to Lu Zhu, and his object ring was empty.

Instead, many elixirs were refined in Lu Zhu's hands.

After saying this, He An quietly walked to the center of the city tower. He did not continue to stand, but found a chair and sat on the center of the city tower.

In a short period of time, the punishment of heaven cannot be obtained. He does not need to use what Tao, and he also decided that in the future, before there is no way to resolve the punishment of heaven, what Tao should be used less, or even not.

As long as it is not used, God will not come.

Zhenbei Chengguan, Nanlou, and the high platform of the general.

Below the stage, the prison guards in the prison were sitting cross-legged in front of the city tower, and the soldiers on the city tower looked silently at the high platform with respect.

Standing in a chair, sitting in a man, a woman holding a piano beside her, and a 10-year-old girl carries three sharp swords.

The white robe sat firmly on the table, and their hearts became stable.

The atmosphere of the war became increasingly intense.

Many soldiers no longer spoke, just leaned on the city wall, silently looking at their nameplate, and looked at the man in white robe sitting on a chair with a solemn expression, staring at them without too much mobilization.

Because the white robe sat there.

"Fight to the death..."

Many soldiers looked at He An and looked down at the nameplate silently.

Because of that person, they will have their name and their achievements can be handed over to later generations to tell.

What are the fears of death?

Zhenbei, fight to the death.

Everyone understands that the real death battle is coming.

All the soldiers tightened the nameplate in their hands, which was their identity.

After their death, their loyal bones will return to their hometown and their bodies will be ashes and will be placed in the loyal monument.

At this time, the soldiers in Zhenbei Pass had no importance in their hearts.

Because this nameplate is their life.

With silent silence, He An silently watched the setting sun and the night gradually darkened.

The setting sun sets and the sky in Zhenbei Pass is dim, which is like a signal.

Yang Yi looked silently at Zhenbeixiong Pass, and on the gaze stage, his eyes showed admiration.

"No matter if it wins, it must be the Western tribe." Yang Yi's eyes showed murderous intent. Regardless of whether he admired or not, the white robe must die.

Otherwise, this Zhenbei Xiong Pass would not be defeated.

Yang Yi raised his hand and waved it down suddenly.

"kill...."

A heavy shouting came to his face, and the Western pioneers moved with them.

The soldiers on the city tower immediately stood up at the wall, holding war halberds, swords and guns, and looked silently at the looming night of the Western tribe, and raised an army to attack.

The soldiers at Zhenbei Pass, whether they were the new soldiers who led the troops to the top or the walking corpse, had already changed into the border people with the armor of Zhenbei, and their expressions were silent.

He An did not speak, but was still sitting on the chair on the city tower, looking silently ahead, just raising his hand.

Xia Tianrong's face was solemn, sitting cross-legged on her knees, her fingers were flying, and immediately a clanging sound came everywhere, with killing in the sound, and soldiers raised their troops.

"Zhenbei, fight to the death."

"Zhenbei, fight to the death."

The soldiers of the South Tower shouted in a deep voice, and the sound spread all over the world. At the same time, on the other side, the North Tower seemed to echo from afar, and the same deep voice came from.

The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will not stop until death.

On the top of the mountain, the sixty-year-old man, eight-year-old child who had been reluctant to leave for a long time, as well as some elderly, weak and weak women and children, were silently looking at Zhenbeiguan one by one.

Zhenbei Xiongguan attacked with the entire Xiongmen army, like a giant ship experiencing wind and waves.

The soldiers of the Western clan made waves and charged suddenly, intending to overturn the giant ship.

At Zhenbei Pass, figures stood proudly. Because they were on the hill, they could even clearly see the white robe sitting on a high platform, like a flag.

"Grandpa, can Zhenbei Pass be guarded?" The eight-year-old spoke with hatred, with expectation in his tone, as if he wanted to get an answer.

But the sixty-year-old man Zhuguai did not answer him because he didn't know either.

Zhenbei Pass can be said to be established and faced with the greatest disaster.

In the past, the Northern Wu only attacked with troops, but now, the Northern Wu and the Western tribes, one south and one north, attacked them together.

He didn't know whether Zhenbei Xiongguan could be defended.

Maybe, maybe...

The sixty-year-old man looked silently at the white-robed general sitting upright, facing the huge shouts of killing from the Western tribe, without moving at all, just looking faintly.
Chapter completed!