Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

1391: Raising Gu?

"Explanation?" Luo Lang raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled, making people's eyes light up and giving the illusion that the whole world had become brighter.

Suddenly, Luo Lang's right hand suddenly rose, and a white light flashed.

The old man in purple robe had clear eyesight and quick movement, and he retreated several meters with one step.

A piece of purple clothes slowly fell from the air and finally landed on the ground. It was originally part of the purple-robed old man's sleeve robe, but at this time, it had been neatly cut off.

At this time, Luo Lang already held an unsheathed sword in his right hand. It was this sword that chopped off a corner of the purple-robed old man's sleeve.

The old man in purple robe looked at the piece of clothes on the ground, slowly raised his head, his eyes were condensed: "The Four Heavenly Kings..."

He is one of the twelve law enforcement officers under Lord Zhen. Before coming here, Lord Zhen had warned him to pay careful attention to the four new kings who came out under Lord Gen.

The original Twelve Guardians were all familiar with each other and knew each other's bottom line, so there would generally be no problems. But they have never seen the new four heavenly kings. Although they have heard their subordinates mention their appearance and characteristics, the images in their minds are still very vague, let alone knowing the bottom line of their temperaments. The Earthquake Master took care of them because he was afraid that they would cause friction with these four people due to their negligence. After all, in this war, it would always be disadvantageous for the two of them to cooperate and conflict.

They were very cautious at first, but no matter how cautious they were, they didn't know that one of Lord Gen's four heavenly kings actually looked as pure as a pretty girl, and luckily managed to attract the attention of his incompetent grandson. , a single oversight can lead to this kind of trouble.

Why is the old man in purple robe so sure? At their level, it only takes one move to feel the general strength of the opponent. The old man in purple robe knows very well that the overly beautiful person in front of him is not much weaker than him. And for someone who has reached this level and has a strange appearance, combined with the nickname of the Four Heavenly Kings, the three words "Qiao Tian Wang" clearly pop out.

"What's this explanation?" Luo Lang asked with a smile.

The corners of the purple-robed old man's eyes twitched. King Qiao's smile made his heart beat with fear. It was obvious that the smile was pure, but it gave him the feeling of danger.

"I'm sorry, we were offended." The purple-robed old man chose to give in because of the earthquake master's instructions and because he was unsure about the King Qiao in front of him.

"That's good." Luo Lang's right hand shook slightly, and he saw the sharp sword dissipate like mist, disappearing in an instant.

The purple-robed old man's eyes flashed coldly,

Suppressing the anger aroused by Luo Lang, he turned and left.

It doesn't matter, there is plenty of time for revenge, he is not in a hurry.

Luo Lang watched the purple-robed old man leave, and then turned back to the distance. At this time, there was suddenly a person beside him, it was Zhao Jun.

"You offended him." Zhao Jun pointed out this fact.

"So what?" Luo Lang glanced at him coldly.

"That's not cute. You weren't so bad-tempered before." Zhao Jun shrugged.

"Before? Did I have a chance to show off?" Luo Lang snorted coldly, "Let Xie Yidu handle it all..."

Luo Lang felt his heart throbbing when he mentioned this name. Yes, at that time, as long as he concentrated on his cultivation, that person would take care of all the trivial matters around him. After being rescued by his boss at the military academy, it seemed like he had never had any trouble because of his appearance? Yes, Xie Yi helped him solve it before he took action.

At that time, he felt that Xie Yi was a good friend and knew what he hated most, so he helped him solve it first. Thinking about it now...is this really just brotherhood?

Luo Lang felt that he was a little confused. Ever since Xie Yi said "I like you" at the last moment, his world had been turned upside down. Now looking back on their relationship, what used to be a matter of course now feels like there seems to be something extra.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it." Luo Lang shook his head and shook the confusion away, "When Xie Yi comes back, I can always figure it out."

Ever since he took the Jialan back to Discord, the boss had hinted that Xie Yi might not be dead yet. This made Luo Lang ecstatic, although Ling Lan also said later that nothing was certain. But Luo Lang, who had 100% trust in his boss, was very sure that Xie Yi was alive and he would definitely come back.

"You're right..." Zhao Jun thought of Xie Yi, who accompanied Luo Lang and had the best relationship with Xie Yi, and nodded clearly.

But he didn't expect that the battle situation in Qingri Passage would be so miserable, and Xie Yi didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Fortunately, the boss said that Xie Yi should be fine, otherwise, he would have wanted to return to the Federation, break into the military headquarters, and ask them to give an explanation.

Zhao Jun still wanted to talk a few words, but suddenly felt a wave of energy coming from the front.

He and Luo Lang looked at each other, and almost at the same time, the two disappeared on the spot. Like them, there were Tang Ning, Yu and Mu Chaoran on the other side.

The next second, the four of them arrived at the forefront of the battlefield almost at the same time, standing in a fan shape behind Ji Ming and the other guardians.

On the opposite side, twelve people have appeared. Six of them have uniform clothes, but in terms of color selection, they are two extremes. One side is wearing a black Taoist uniform, and the other side is wearing a dazzling colorful uniform.

Knowing that the four of them were not very familiar with Discord, Ji Ming explained to them in a low voice that the group in black clothes were the sixth of the twelve emperors of Li Zhu. The colors that can blind everyone are six of the twelve charms of the Demon Lord.

Six charms? The four of them almost couldn't keep their facial expressions after hearing this. Think about it, six big men, wearing fancy clothes and calling themselves charming... are really shabby.

"Then the other side will send these twelve people this time?" Tang Ningyu controlled his emotions best and was the first to ask Ji Ming about the situation on the battlefield.

"Who knows." Ji Ming shook his head, "Maybe it's just on the surface, there are people holding the line behind, or maybe there are really only these twelve people."

"Actually, that's not the problem. Look behind those twelve people." Ji Ming pointed further away.

I saw a lot of people standing there. Even though they were far away, it was still so clear visually, as if they were not far away.

"That's a mecha." Zhao Jun's eyes narrowed. There should be no less than 5,000 people at this scale.

"Yeah, do you really think that the war will only be fought by us people?" Ji Ming said, "The main thing is to watch the mecha war. We are just incidental, and it will also make it easier for us to resolve some grievances."

"Only 5,000 thousand mechas?" The two masters joined forces. With these numbers, Zhao Jun, who had experienced many battles with hundreds of thousands or even millions of mechas fighting each time, really looked down upon him.

"This is just a test battle." Ji Ming glanced at Zhao Jun with contempt, "It is stipulated that 5,000 mechas will fight. When the real war begins, how can it be possible that there are only these. Of course, these 5,000 mechas are elite mechas selected by the two masters. Division, the combat power is even stronger.”

"There is actually a stipulated number of mechas for a battle..." Zhao Jun felt that this kind of battle was just a kind of playing house, without any sense of reality.

"This is an agreement between the thirteen masters and must be abided by. Apart from these, everything else is true." Ji Ming said calmly. He had just entered Discord back then and thought it was a child's play, but after experiencing countless battles and seeing the bloodshed of countless people, he had already realized that to the Thirteen Lords, it was just a game, but to those below For humans, every battle must be fought with life. No one knows who will come back.

As if he heard the meaning of Ji Ming's words, Zhao Jun, who was a little disapproving at first, became serious.

"I don't understand. Since the thirteen masters all have a good relationship and can coexist peacefully, why do they have to have a big melee every year and make countless people bleed and die?" Tang Ningyu, who was listening on the side, frowned and asked. Tao, he really couldn't accept this kind of rule, as if everyone except the Thirteen Lords were ants.

Ji Ming didn't answer. As a guest, he knew what this was for. They were doing it for the countries in the center... But whether it was for Discord or something else, he still hadn't figured it out yet.

"It should be about raising Gu." Mu Chaoran thought for a while and replied.

"Raising Gu?" Luo Lang looked at Mu Chaoran in confusion.

"Disorder was blocked by the countries in the central area. Although the material economy was restricted and could not develop, it also prevented the invasion of foreign enemies." Mu Chaoran said what he thought, "Being born in sorrow and dying in happiness, this is Although this sentence is somewhat inconsistent with the situation of Disorder, it also has such a meaning. Without the danger of external enemies, it is equivalent to being in captivity. It is easy for people in the disorder zone to lose their wildness and terrifying fighting power. And Disorder has always made them. Isn’t it this kind of strong combat power that the center is worried about? Once it is lost... Discord will really be hopeless. "

"Without foreign enemies, in order to maintain this kind of combat power, we can only start a civil war." Mu Chaoran's words also reminded Tang Ningyu, and he then added, "Through regular battles, the Discord people can always maintain a strong fighting spirit. It can also allow them to evolve and improve in the battlefield, eliminating some of the weak and leaving the strong.”

Mu Chaoran and Tang Ningyu's words shocked Ji Ming. Could this be the truth?

The Thirteen Lords started various battles not just to put on a show for the countries in the central area, but also wanted to use this to make the people in the disordered areas more effective in fighting?

"This statement makes sense." Zhao Jun said lightly, "Otherwise, there is really no way to explain it."

"But, in the end, we still kill each other, don't we?" Luo Lang asked, is this a good reason? Luo Lang, who acted on instinct, felt very uncomfortable with the Thirteenth Lord's decision.

"Yes, no matter how good the reason is, the essence is still killing each other." Mu Chaoran's expression was also a little cold. People in power are often ruthless when making some decisions.

PS: This chapter has a few more words to make up for what was missing from the previous chapter. I don’t know why, but my state hasn’t been particularly good recently. I hope I can adjust as soon as possible. That's it for today, good night everyone, okay.