The protagonist always wants to capture me

Chapter 121 120

After several days of recuperation, most of Lin Rong recovered from his injuries, but he was not happy about his recovery. The scenes that appeared every day almost made him unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

What worried Lin Rong even more was that he would automatically master the moves used by the young man Mingyan in the picture when he woke up, but he was not as powerful as the young man Mingyan. More importantly, he always felt that it was not due to his cultivation, but something was missing. , the move was not fully utilized.

As for what's missing...

Lin Rong was inexplicably panicked about this, as if he wanted to know and accept something terrible, but behind the panic, Lin Rong was eager to know the truth, whether it was a bright young man or something, he was very much looking forward to it, like Something that should have belonged to him was taken away.

Yuzheng naturally noticed that Lin Rong's mind was wandering from time to time, but because of the things he often thought of, he chose to obey nature. He felt that the boy who appeared in his mind was inseparable from Lin Rong.

On this day, Lin Rong got a lot of ancient cloud orders from Bone Eater Butterfly. There will be less.

Lin Rong checked himself and Yu Zheng's injuries again, and decided to occupy a city.

Today, more than a dozen cities have been opened, and more than a dozen are still unowned, and the number of monks has dropped to more than a hundred.

The city is also very easy to distinguish, the opened city can no longer be occupied, and there is a faint light around it.The gates of an ownerless city are open, and anyone can enter.

Lin Rong and Yuzheng quickly found an unowned city, but there were too many monks and few meat, and no one knew what the conditions were for opening it. Therefore, everyone had a chance, so every unowned city gathered together. Many monks are quietly dormant waiting for the opportunity.

With a sweep of his consciousness, Yu Zheng pulled Lin Rong to hide like these monks. Lin Rong was in a trance again because of the atmosphere of the battlefield, and kept silent as if nothing happened, but Yu Zheng knew that he was distracted again.

The monks around also felt the addition of a "new companion" to some extent, and the spiritual consciousness that they considered themselves to be high-strength was not good at sweeping them away.Yu Zheng's eyes froze, he protected Lin Rong, and unleashed the coercion of his restrained cultivation base, instantly shocking a group of people who didn't know themselves.

The hidden powerhouses were all attracted by this momentum, secretly vigilant in their hearts, but did not move.They are different from those monks. They have already seen that the conditions for opening each city are different, whether it is cultivation base, ancient cloud order or luck... In this way, it is not they who choose the city, but the city chooses them. Then why bother to provoke right and wrong, and do things that hurt the enemy eight hundred and self-damage one thousand?

Under the undercurrent of the atmosphere, when the monks reached a certain point, they exuded the decayed atmosphere of the years, and the city filled with blood and death reacted.

I saw that there was an extra barrier on the open city gate, and once the barrier was out of it, the scene could no longer be seen clearly.

In an instant, the dormant monks suddenly rushed into the barrier, and the monks who had the same direction looked at each other coldly, and then separated suddenly, fighting without wasting spiritual energy.

Lin Rong looked at the city gate, pinched Yu Zheng and held his hand tightly: "Xiao Zheng."

"Wait a little longer." Yu Zheng said, looking at the barrier.

Lin Rong nodded and did not object, but asked, "Xiao Zheng, what's inside the barrier?"

Yuzheng's black eyes were unfathomable, and it took a long time before he said, "Illusion. Rong'er, don't let go of my hand later, no matter what you see, you can't believe it."

The illusion of the city attracted the deepest secret in my heart and exposed it.

Thinking of the messy scenes in the past few days, Yu Zheng frowned and felt worried.

Lin Rong thought that he had been forced to separate from Yu Zheng several times when he stepped into the illusion, and after thinking about it, he got used to it, and nothing happened after all.

When there were not many monks left, Yuzheng got up and led Lin Rong to the city gate. When the two were about to step into the barrier, several divine senses swept over him. Yuzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and tried to touch Lin Rong With his divine consciousness, he stepped into the barrier one step at a time.

Lin Rong's eyes darkened. He thought that this would separate him from Yuzheng as before, but he didn't want Yuzheng to be still beside him when he opened it, and the whole body was a battlefield. Countless soldiers fought with Mao shields in their hands. , blood scattered every corner of the battlefield.

"kill!"

There were roars in the ears, and the sound of the intersecting weapons shocked the soul.

Lin Rong looked up at the city wall in the distance, and inadvertently met the eyes of the people on the city wall.In a daze for a moment, the man on the city wall was different from the soldiers wearing helmets around him. He was only wearing iron armor, blood stains remained on his resolute face, his lips were tightly pressed, and vicissitudes and helplessness were hidden in his eyes. May be decisive.

Lin Rong's gaze rested on the hair of the man on the city wall, where there was a pair of silver-white animal ears, and the left ear had a knife mark, which made a corner of it incomplete.

"Soul Cloud Continent... Beast Race..."

Lin Rong was in a trance for a while, but the orcs on the city wall had turned their eyes back to look at the battlefield, issuing orders one after another, hoping to turn the tide and break this apparently hopeless situation.

What Lin Rong saw was the battlefield, but what Yu Zheng saw was a court.The man in the yellow robe on the dragon chair is not angry but majestic, with all the officials standing under him, and a man in the middle stepped forward, a young and talented man, eloquent and eloquent, eloquently eloquent by one person, all the officials are admonishing the emperor, serving the people as the border.

Yuzheng looked at the young man, pieced together the fragmented and scattered memories in his head for the past few days, dizzy eyes, a burst of panic, couldn't help but clenched Lin Rong's hand so hard that he even pinched out a green seal.

Above the court hall, the voices of the young man and the officials gradually faded away, Yu Zheng heard a strange but familiar voice, although it was different, he recognized it as his own.

"Father, why don't you let my younger brother read military books?"

Immediately afterwards, a man's voice sounded, with complex emotions and unresolved sadness.

"Zheng'er, you are still young and don't understand. The battlefield is more dangerous than the court, and the father above the court can protect you three points. The battlefield..."

Yu Zheng's deep black eyes were closed, and the red corners of his eyes revealed his mood at the moment, but it couldn't stop the conversation from continuing.

"Father, Haier and younger brother are twins with the same spiritual root and physique. The boy in the court is willing to clear up obstacles for younger brother and shine on the lintel of the family. I only ask father to allow younger brother."

I just heard a bang kneeling.

"You, Zheng'er! Oh, why bother?"

"Father, my younger brother was born as a Kunpeng, so he was supposed to soar in the world. Father, I beg you to allow the child."

"This...that's all. Zheng'er, don't regret it!"

don't regret...

Yu Zheng clenched the warm hand even more tightly.

He never regrets it.

For thousands of years, he lost it once, and now he won't lose it again.

Covering the desolation in the eyes, the exhaustion and fear engraved on the soul can't be hidden.The memories that had been lost for many years came back, and every piece of memory was telling that he had killed his younger brother.

After suppressing the turbulent emotions for a long time, Yu Zheng noticed that the hand in his palm showed signs of breaking free, and looked to the side uneasily. Lin Rong was looking at a certain place, his eyes were full of sadness, and when he moved forward, his hand instinctively thought Out of his control.

At this time, the battlefield that Lin Rong was watching had been destroyed. The silver-eared orc who was standing on the city wall was holding a sword in one hand, and was hit by several arrows, but he did not fall down. Number of people.

Behind the Tremella Orc was only a circle surrounded by a dozen soldiers, surrounded by enemy troops, there was no chance of winning, and defeat was a foregone conclusion.

"Marshal, hurry up, we're blocking here!" A soldier almost squeezed out a few words through his teeth. His wounds were worse than that of the Tremella orc, and he stood up with only one breath.

The silver-eared orc smiled miserably, full of bitterness, but his voice was powerful: "How can Hun Yunerlang be a fugitive!"

"marshal!"

"No need to say too much, even if you die, you have to buy time for the elders in your hometown, kill!"

The splashed blood stained the loess and sand, and someone's blood snaked down the high city wall.Lin Rong looked at all this. He didn't recognize these orcs, but he could see that it was Renxiu who came to attack.His body swayed slightly. He had a feeling that he was like this silver-eared orc a long time ago, preventing foreign invasions and protecting the country and home behind him.

Lin Rong couldn't help but stretched out his hand, but passed through the body of the Tremella orc, and only touched a piece of nothingness.The surrounding orc soldiers had all fallen down, and dozens of spirit swords suddenly pierced through the tremella orcs.Lin Rong watched helplessly as the Tremella orc fell slowly, stabbing the ground with the weapon in his hand to support his body.

The white-eared orc's eyes were slack, and he let out a low laugh when he was dying. His dry lips moved, and he looked into the distance with nostalgia until his eyes lost the last brilliance.

Lin Rong stared blankly, and a voice seemed to cut through time and space, tainted with the vicissitudes of time, coming to his ears, full of regret and sigh.

"You...why are you fighting?"

Everything on the battlefield was frozen. Lin Rong looked at the eyes of the Tremella orc who hadn't closed it until his death, and didn't respond.

The owner of the voice was not in a hurry, and waited quietly, asking again before getting a cup of tea.

"You, why are you fighting?"

What are you fighting for?

Lin Rong closed her eyes, and a picture appeared in her mind.

A man wearing a yellow robe and wearing a dragon crown stands in a gorgeous hall. His face with a hidden dragon aura makes people dare not look directly at him. Not far from him is a boy in a red military uniform kneeling.

The young man's face was bright and gorgeous, and in his beautiful peach blossom eyes was an arrogance that even an emperor could not make him bow his head.

The emperor was not dissatisfied with the boy's actions, he just turned his back to look at the national map carefully carved by craftsmen behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Rong Qing, I have a question."

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the emperor continued: "If you are named handsome, why do you fight?"

The boy raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment and answered.

This answer made Lin Rong clenched his hands, and it took him a long time to open his eyes: "Fight for... the heart."

"Original heart..." The voice sighed again, and the chewed words only left the lingering sound of the world, "What is... the original heart?"

The figure of the bright young man flashed again in Lin Rong's mind, with a little emotion in his fox eyes, but he stopped answering.

In his mind, the bright boy's voice rose.

"What is the original mind? Your Majesty should not ask the minister. For the minister, the original mind is everything, there is no definiteness, but a person acts from the heart."

The emperor pondered: "I will ask you again, why do you fight?"

"Why? Naturally, it is self-confidence. As a general, there is no supreme cultivation, no extraordinary strategy, but self-confidence is indispensable. If there is no self-confidence, how can we fight at the border? Without self-confidence, how can we seek the world? Without self-confidence, the highest cultivation is just paper Tiger skin, extraordinary strategies are nothing more than graffiti on paper."

The boy's immature face was full of spirits, and his arrogant and arrogant expression seemed somewhat self-righteous, but the emperor was not at all unhappy, and instead smiled, "Interesting, how do you fight?"

"How to fight... There should be only one word brave! If you don't even have bravery, why talk about other things? No matter how many strategies and cultivation bases, they are just the food of others."

"Food on the lips..." Lin Rong's eyelashes trembled slightly. At some point, the illusion around him had dissipated. When he opened his eyes, he saw the inside of the city.Due to the passage of time, houses collapsed and city walls decayed, but his ancient cloud made a red light floating in front of him, and even the whole city was covered in red light.

With Lin Rong's spiritual thought, hundreds of thousands of soldiers under his ancient order appeared in the city out of thin air.

"This..." Lin Rong's absent consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the side, because he and Yu Zheng have been holding hands and have not been separated, "Xiao Zheng, I got this... "

Before he could utter the word "City", Lin Rong suddenly stopped speaking and frowned and looked at Yu Zheng: "What's wrong with you?"

Although Yuzheng was still the same as before, Lin Rong felt a sense of crisis and didn't hide it. He looked at Yuzheng blatantly, and couldn't tell what was wrong, but the Yuzheng in front of him was slightly different from the one before entering the city. Although the difference was subtle, he still felt it.

Is it still in the illusion?

This idea was dispelled as soon as it passed by. If you can't even tell the difference between the illusion and the real person, you can't talk about true love and invincibility.

Yu Zheng didn't seem to notice Lin Rong's explicit gaze, touched Lin Rong's head, and said naturally, "Yes."

Even though it was only for a moment, Lin Rong still noticed that Yuzheng's behavior lacked the usual intimacy, but was a little alienated and stiff.

Lin Rong was puzzled but didn't ask, Lin Rong intuitively felt that Yuzheng's changes might have something to do with him.

But Lin Rong had a lot of things going on recently, so he didn't care about it. After all, the things in his mind hadn't been resolved yet. In his opinion, there was nothing more important than this.

After thinking about it, Lin Rong began to inspect the city.

The moment Gu Yunling withdrew from his body, the structure of the entire city would appear completely as long as he thought about it.And those soldiers seemed to be inside the city. As long as he wanted, these soldiers could move outside the city at any time, but...he found that these soldiers were not puppets, but sane, but they hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Rong couldn't help but think of the plot of Soul Cloud Continent.Unlike the Extreme Infant Star Alliance, Soul Cloud Continent does not have any sects of cultivating immortals, but some tribes. Tribes and tribes condense to form a country.The Congress formed between different tribes produces wars, which is somewhat similar to the mortal country of the Infant Star Alliance.

In this way, unlike Renxiu's tendency to fight alone, Soul Cloud Continent is more inclined to fight in groups.Presumably as long as all the cities are opened, these soldiers will wake up.

Lin Rong couldn't help but lament the establishment of the level of the God's Tomb. After all, how many of the heaven's favored ones in human cultivation have been nurtured by the flames of war?No matter what cultivation level people are, they will stand at the top by virtue of their family background, cultivation level and a series of things.There are also geniuses who have climbed out of the pile of casual practitioners, but these geniuses will use everything for the resources of cultivation.

In a sense, the world of human cultivation is made up of interests, so how can you command a large number of soldiers? You can give them the benefit to obey you.

Lin Rong walked up to the city wall, stroking Gu Yunling in his palm with his fingers, thinking back to the phrase "Fight for the heart".