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The faces of the monks at the forefront gradually became ugly.

"There are too many monsters, can the defensive array be able to withstand it?" Xu Ziyan's expression was serious.

Although the defensive magic circle can protect the entire Wuti City, it consumes a huge amount of spirit stones, and it can hold up in a short period of time, but if the monsters continue to maintain such an attack strength, the defensive magic circle may be dangerous. .

The low-level monks seemed to be in good shape when they attacked just now, but the people standing on the watchtower did not look relaxed at all. This is the reason.

The monks in Wuti City have almost never been exposed to such a cruel large-scale war. Now the defensive circle is intact, and the attacks of the monsters have been stopped by the defensive circle. , I am afraid that the morale of these low-level monks will collapse immediately, and the battle situation will not be good.

"Send the order, the monks in the early stage of foundation building join the attack and replace the bottom half of the monks in the Qi refining period." Jiang Tianxing said flatly.

The strong man behind him began to beat the drums and passed on Jiang Tianxing's order.

Xu Ziyan kept his eyes on the battlefield, his hands clenched into fists, his face turned pale.

As an ordinary person, he has only seen such a grand scene on TV. Although he has traveled to this cultivation world, he has also killed monsters, seen blood, and even thinks that if someone threatens the safety of himself or Zirong, he does not hesitate to kill the opponent, but one or two cultivators can How can the battle be compared to this scene of thousands of troops and beasts galloping!

Countless splendid, or dazzling rays of light, like falling meteors, fell into the dense group of monsters.

Xu Ziyan felt a little disgusted, but he still forced himself to look at the tragic scene below. Now it's just a cultivator slaughtering monsters. If he can't stand it, once the cultivator needs to face off against the monsters and fight with real swords and spears, he will If there is such a reaction, it will only become a burden for others.

Perhaps because the main content of the original novel was about how Bai Hua used his charisma to conquer several excellent small attacks, the brutal battle was not described.

And the original body has not personally experienced this battle, which caused Xu Ziyan to be shocked by the bloody and cruel scene almost on his back.

The clenched fingers were pinched and faintly whitish. After the pale whiteness on Xu Ziyan's face faded, a strange crimson appeared.

He restrained the trembling of his body, his eyes were shining, and before he knew it, he shot out his tongue and licked his dry lips...

He suddenly regained his senses, and Xu Ziyan smiled bitterly while holding his forehead. Perhaps he has also been changed by this world to some extent. The most ordinary businessman in the past was only slightly uncomfortable when he saw such a fierce battle scene. , and began to look forward to himself participating in this battle.

So... are men really aggressive creatures? Such a bloody battle not only did not frighten him, but made him inexplicably excited.

"Brother, are you happy?" Xu Zirong suddenly grabbed her brother's palm and asked softly. "My brother seems to be very excited. Does my brother like blood?"

Xu Ziyan's heart froze, and his sharp eyes suddenly shot at Xu Zirong: "Don't talk nonsense, how can brother like blood."

"Brother doesn't like blood... Such a gorgeous color..." Xu Zirong seemed a little disappointed, bit her lower lip lightly, and grabbed Xu Ziyan's palm with both hands, it hurt a little.

Xu Ziyan frowned. He always felt that something was wrong with Zirong recently. Thinking of Xu Zirong's fate in his previous life, his heart shrank abruptly. In his previous life, Xu Zirong's success in cultivating the Heart Sutra of the Sea of ​​Blood was not necessarily unrelated to his own xinxing. . That is to say, from a certain point of view, even if Xue Zirong did not practice the Heart Sutra of the Sea of ​​Blood, Xue Zirong still had the attribute of being bloodthirsty.

Xu Ziyan is not against killing. After all, in the comprehension world where the strong eat the weak, being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself. To be honest, if it wasn't for those who oppose Bai Hua in the novel, they would have had a bad end because of various relationships. I thought about killing the other party for my own safety...

Xu Ziyan is not a good-natured person. If there is sufficient evidence to prove that the other party will be disadvantageous to him, he doesn't mind killing the other party in advance.

Afraid that Xu Zirong would be aroused by such a scene, Xu Ziyan held his hand solemnly: "Zirong, do you like this scene very much?"

Xu Zirong's expression froze, suddenly she laughed, and said softly, "Yeah, I don't know why, I feel very excited when I see so much blood, does my brother hate me?"

Xu Zirong said at the end, he couldn't help lowering his head, his voice became quieter, and there was a resolute look on his masked face. He liked his brother, and he was willing to pretend to be well-behaved for his brother, but he was not a god, so he was not sure how to pretend. Never been exposed in the past life.

Xu Zirong knew very well that his brother was not an idiot. He could easily coax his brother because he had absolute trust in him. But as he exposes more and more points, sooner or later, no matter how firm the trust will be completely collapsed, and on that day, if there is not enough fetters between him and his brother, his brother will definitely turn around and leave, and then nor come back.

He can't afford such a loss, so he can only test it again and again with various reasons.

This time, it is no exception. If my brother really can't stand such a bloodthirsty self, then he can only...

Xu Zirong's eyes dimmed, and the fingers under his sleeves began to dye bright red, as if he was wearing a bright red glove.

Brother...don't...don't let me down

!

Xu Ziyan frowned upon hearing Xu Zirong's words, but he didn't mean to be nervous. After all, Xu Zirong's reaction was within his expectations, but if Zirong could say it so honestly, it should prove that he wasn't sick. So serious... huh?

Seeing Zi Rong lowered his head, his voice was getting smaller and smaller, and his whole body was enveloped by an aura of frustration, Xu Ziyan felt a sudden softening in his heart. Seeing Xu Zirong's appearance, if he showed a little bit of a violent reaction, it would be as if he didn't even have the courage to live.

Patting Zirong's shoulder distressedly, Xu Ziyan stretched out his hand to embrace him again: "Don't talk nonsense, what do you hate or not, you are my younger brother, why does your older brother hate you?"

"But..." Xu Zirong didn't raise her head, buried her face deeply in Xu Ziyan's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "But my brother seems to hate the way I like blood."

Xu Ziyan couldn't help laughing: "Don't talk nonsense, what do you like about blood, what do you think about yourself? It's not that you like blood, it's that men like fighting. Blood is an incidental product, right? You haven't heard of it. If you will faint, then naturally some people will get excited when they see blood. That kind of person who faints when they see blood is an instinctive reaction. It's nothing, it's just a habit."

"Oh." Xu Zirong nodded obediently, but still didn't look up.

Xu Ziyan condescendingly noticed that Xu Zirong's ears seemed to be a little red, which was a little funny. He looked grown up, but in fact he was still a child! I don't know how long he has kept this matter in his heart, but this time he can finally relax completely.

He gently lifted Xu Zirong and pressed his forehead against his forehead: "If this kind of thing happens in the future, I have to tell my brother in advance, don't you think about it yourself?"

"Yeah." Xu Zirong answered honestly, the joy in his eyes unconcealed.

Xu Ziyan patted his shoulders and once again focused his attention on the battlefield below the city wall, while Xu Zirong stood quietly, a bright blush appeared on his delicate face, which made many young men and women around who had not yet participated in the battle blushed and felt their hearts beat. , and even someone secretly asked others about the identity of this person.

The joy in Xu Zirong's heart at this time cannot be described in words!

Xu Ziyan's reaction was completely beyond his expectations. Apart from him, Xu Ziyan's tolerance for him was already an excellent result, but he didn't expect that he would protect him without any limit at all.

Xu Zirong believed that Xu Ziyan could definitely distinguish the bloodthirsty * from the belligerent *, but he deliberately confused the two concepts in front of him, thinking that he was making an excuse for his sudden outbreak in the future...

Xu Zirong felt warm in his heart, this kind of satisfaction he had never experienced before.

He looked at his brother silently, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously, there is such a person, he cares about you, loves you, and tolerates all your mistakes unconditionally, such a brother, Xu Zirong will never let go no matter what!

"Second echelon, go!" Jiang Tianxing's consciousness has been shrouding the entire battlefield, his expression is solemn, and there is a bit of anxiety between his eyebrows.

The thumping drums sounded again, and the base-building cultivators in the second echelon began to rush out of the defensive circle and fight with the monsters.

The cannon fodder-type monsters in the front row were almost dead, and the monsters behind were some long-range attack types. Their attacks landed on the defensive circle, and the speed at which the spirit stones supporting the circle were consumed was several times faster.

Jiang Tianxing is also helpless. The defensive formation that can protect the frontal city wall must only be supported by high-grade spirit stones, but for small families like the four major families of Wuti City, the number of spirit stones preserved in the clan is quite limited. .

If it goes on like this, if it doesn't last until the night, the defensive circle will be broken by those monsters, and when it is time to fight with them, the result will definitely be more tragic.

Hundreds of monks from the foundation-building period jumped off the city wall and fought with the monsters under the city. The first batch of cultivators in the Qi refining stage had exhausted their spiritual power, and they began to push back in an organized manner, letting a new batch of cultivators take their place and continue to stand above the city wall to attack. The monks who retired immediately found some quiet corners and began to meditate and recover. The number of elixir was limited. Now that the battle has not reached the most intense moment, no one will waste it at this time.

The author has something to say: Emma Zirong has begun to show her fangs to her brother... The poor brother is still comforting others, your teeth are very beautiful, and my brother likes it... ╮(╯▽╰)╭~~ ~

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ps: About Xu's father and Xu's mother's small theater:

When both sons crossed...

Father Xu: qaq, my sons...

Mother Xu: Don't be arrogant, didn't you hear the master say that our sons are looking for their marriage? Do you want your sons to die alone in this world!

Xu's father: qaq

Mother Xu: Alright, alright, let's go on our second honeymoon, it just so happens that those two stinky boys won't bother us anymore!

Father Xu: Good wife! \\(^o^)/~