Chapter 93

A series of dazzling light to gradually darken the sky as if the day, two sides of armor fighting in the air, all kinds of shells exploded, shaking the earth.

"Lucky son" has left the battlefield. They look at the tall silver mecha standing outside the entrance of the dungeon. Their dull eyes are puzzled.

"This is Lao Tzu's battlefield. You can't be robbed of the limelight," Hei Meng controls the blue armor and jumps into the battle circle. His hand is an ion gun: "those who don't have battle armour go back to the dungeon, and those who have battle armor will go to Laozi, so that they will have no return."

"Yes, boss."

The men in the dungeon drove the armour into the fire again. He Yunting joined in. The situation of the battle changed suddenly, showing a one-sided collapse. The enemy battle armor fell to the ground and could not get up again.

"Marshal he, stop it," the enemy commander yelled loudly, "this is the galaxy, marshal Wanqi's territory. You have no right to interfere with our mission."

The silver armor offered a sword with cold light, and the light blue light was flowing, reflecting with the snow.

"The galaxy does not belong to the Empire, not to the Federation," echoed the deep and majestic voice in the vast world: "as early as 600 years ago, the Third Army stationed in the galaxy by Emperor Shengyuan was divided into the private property of Saint Yuan emperor. Marshal Wanqi wanted to occupy the nest of magpie and stand as king by himself?"

"All the private property of emperor Shengyuan belongs to me

"And you, those who dare to move me in the territory where I celebrate Yunting, damn it."

As the voice fell, the huge silver gray mecha jumped up, the cold light flowing knife shadow covered all the people, and the majestic intention of killing made everyone breathless.

4S, the unprecedented high spirit suppression, makes the Galactic Legion's face turn white instantly, and their internal organs are squeezed by the turbulent force, as if they are going to burst out of their bodies. After hundreds of battle armor stagger and fall, the people in the armor cabin keep spitting blood

Under a cold light, there was a loud bang. Hundreds of battle armor of the galaxy Corps tore apart and exploded. The fuselage was torn into pieces and fell to the ground. The explosion sound constantly sounded, which moved the earth.

The never-ending snow is still flying, and the battlefield is silent. Everyone is shocked and looks at the silver gray armor:

is this imperial Marshal he Yunting? Formidable power.

He Yunting's last strike brought the war to an end, and people began to clean up the battlefield.

"Hiss, bam!"

A black object quickly passed in front of the crowd, hit the ground, slid out along the ice, hit the boulder heavily, and let out a groan / groan. All the people focused on it, and it was black fierce.

At this time, we found that the huge silver armor disappeared. The tall man in black military uniform had a gloomy face. He clenched his hands tightly and took a few strides to reach heimeng. Then he suddenly took out his hand and again grabbed heimeng's lapel, which was a merciless blow to his face.

By the impact, black fierce fell out again, hit the ground, blood dripping all the way.

He Yunting's cold eyes have a faint sense of killing. His military boots creak in the snow, which makes people feel cold. He goes to the black step by step, and the sharp killing spirit frightens all those who want to stop it.

No one dares to open the voice, just stare at, whistling wind and snow sound like ghost cry.

"Brother cloud Ting," Su Ye Mu ran a few steps, pulled he Yunting: "I'm ok."

Su Ye Mu's voice broke the frightening atmosphere.

However, he Yunting must have stood still. Su Ye Mu stands behind him, can't see his expression clearly, can be grasped by him hand, pinch raw pain.

For a moment, he Yunting turned back, and his dark eyes locked Su Yemu's eyes.

They looked at each other for a long time. He Yunting raised his hand and stroked the snow on Su Ye Mu's shoulder. He said in silence, "after that, we can't miss it."

"Well!"

Su Ye Mu also knew that his sudden disappearance scared many people, but he did not regret the disappearance.

"This time it's me. I'm sorry, Su Yemu."

Hei Meng staggered to his feet and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. However, he did not regret it, and no one could stop him. He was determined to heal his companion.

"I'm sorry."

Black fiercely with Su Ye mu, bent down at 90 degrees; the people in the underground city, a sharp spirit, bent over to Su Ye Mu at the same time: "I'm sorry."

Su Ye Mu let go of he Yunting's hand and saluted the crowd: "I will try my best to cure them."

He Yunting looked at the two sides of this move, pick eyebrows, Su Su but left him for a few days, there is a secret.

……

Many of the Galactic Legion survived and were taken away by Allen, not to the Empire, but to the expeditionary base camp.

These men were all the confidants of Marshal Wanchai and knew a lot.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, heimeng took the people back to the underground city. Su Yemu pulled he Yunting: "you can walk with me!"Su Ye Mu looks at the gloomy sky and exhales his breath. The white fog floats out. Su Yemu reaches out and grabs, empty.

"I want to see the earth."

"Good."

He Yunting summoned the empty wings, buckled Su Ye Mu's waist, jumped up and entered the cabin.

The hatch is closed and the wing becomes flight mode.

"唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳唳.

Ice and snow, endless ice and snow, here, even can not find a trace of life.

"I can find..."

The voice stopped suddenly. Su Yemu said he wanted to go to the south to have a look. The south of China is full of glaciers. How can we get there.

"What can I find?" From sitting inside the air wing, he Yunting saw that Su Yemu was not right: "what do you want to say?"

Su Yemu turned his head, and he Yunting's encouraging eyes moved him. After pondering for a moment, he said, "I want to go to the south, which belongs to China. I also want to go to the north, there..."

There is a past of its own.

"But it can't be found."

Su Ye Mu murmured to himself, did not see the turbulent mood in he Yunting's eyes.

"Do you know the latitude?"

Su Ye Mu shook his head and was stunned. Surprise came to his face: "north latitude, 39.9 north latitude, 116.23 east longitude."

He Yunting stretched out his hand to hold the clothes of he Yunting. His heart was beating wildly. Su Yemu's cheek rose red slightly. He almost handed the geography back to his teacher. He didn't expect that he could still remember it now.

The first time I saw Su Yemu show a childish scene, he Yunting chuckled, with a bit of relief, and finally had the appearance of a child.

"Kongyi, 39.9n, 116.23e."

[yes, sir. ]

"what are you laughing at?"

Intuition tells Su Yemu that he Yunting is laughing at him.

"You're cute."

"Men can't be said to be cute."

"You're not an adult yet."

Suyemu language plug, which makes people speechless in adulthood.

The speed of the air wing is very fast, but in a few minutes, it has arrived at the destination. It hovers in the air, waiting for the instructions to fall. At this time, Su Yemu's tears came down in an instant even though the Forbidden City still stands three thousand years old.

He remembers that he was preparing the state banquet with his master when he was wearing it. The master also sent him to have a rest, but he just lay down for a while to nourish his spirits

His head was pressed into his warm arms, and Su Yemu's forehead was against his broad chest. He stretched out his hand and held him. For the first time, he indulged his emotions.

For a long time, Su Yemu sat up with his eyes wiped. He Yunting held his hand, wiped his face again, and then let go.

Su Ye Mu reached out to wipe he Yunting's chest and murmured: "wet."

"It's OK," he Yunting touched Su Ye Mu's face: "it's cool, don't cry."

His eyes were red, and he Yunting was distressed.

"Well," Su Yemu turned his head and pointed out, "look, there's something there. 033, go there."

Yes, master. ]

"Oh!"

The air wing rushes down, quickly comes to the place designated by Su Yemu, and according to he Yunting's instructions, he becomes a human. As soon as the cabin door opened, Su Yemu wanted to jump down. He Yunting, who looked at it, was terrified and quickly pulled him.

They landed on the ground, stepped on the snow, and slowly approached the huge creature made of ice.

This is a tombstone cut out of ice. It is a style handed down from China. The people engraved on it shocked Su Yemu and he Yunting.

The people written on it turned out to be emperor Shengyuan and general he.

No name, only emperor's title and rank.

Su Yemu was confused again. Emperor Shengyuan was just like himself. Or was he just fond of Chinese culture that he imitated the Ming Dynasty and cut Peking opera costumes, and finally was buried here.

"Did the royal family bury them here?"

"No, general he was directly blown to pieces in the war against the enemy, while emperor Shengyuan was buried in a wormhole."

Who is here to set up a monument for them?

"Air wing, check the material, confirm the time of the monument."

[back to you, 600 years ago. ]Br >

the greatest possibility of the Legion to steal the tomb of the two legions was thought of.

Su Yemu stretched out his hand and stroked the cold and clear ice tablet. His heart suddenly contracted and hurt. Several scenes flashed in his mind:

the emperor Shengyuan, dressed in splendid clothes, was clasping the last general star to general he in black military uniform. He said, "when you come back, I will add another, four stars, Grand Marshal."

General he held the hand of emperor Shengyuan: "I'm not in the imperial capital. You should be careful."

"Good" the emperor stopped smiling: "wait for you to come back."

Hugging is the last goodbye.Then, another scene appeared in his mind:

"Your Majesty, the front-line war report, general he died for his country," old Qin Ge cried: "his body was blown to pieces and disappeared into the universe."

The old man of Qin Ge wailed.

Emperor Shengyuan was practicing calligraphy. He was stunned for a moment, and then slowly put down his brush: "old Qin Pavilion, I promised him. When he comes back, he should be well. Now it seems that he has broken his promise."

"However, I also broke my promise, I got married," the emperor went out of the door, looking at the decorated Palace: "he blame me! That's why I don't even have a body. "

"It's OK. I can't run away. I said that if I had this day, I would bury them back to my hometown."

"It's a beautiful place."

The emperor looked up at the sky and thought that it was not as beautiful as his hometown. He stood for a long time, from dusk to sunset, until night fell.

The next day, the emperor Shengyuan died; the princess of the first civilization disappeared; the front-line war reports reported that the first civilization had withdrawn, and all the generals under general he had defected.

Emperor yuan of the Ming Dynasty, who took over the throne temporarily, read the edict, and the third Corps was stationed in the galaxy.

The period of emperor Shengyuan officially ended.

"Why did you cry again? I said," no crying. "

Finding something wrong with Su Ye mu, he Yunting presses Su Ye Mu's shoulder and pulls him back.

Su Yemu blinked and felt a little dry. When he wiped it, he really shed tears. Su Yemu looked at the tombstone:

who are you, Emperor Shengyuan? Do you want me to do something?

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