The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

In the depths of the northern wasteland, there is a lonely grave mound. Looking at the Great Border Wall and the direction of Daxuan, it is the place where Tong Yong’s bones were buried. Before the mound, Chen Fan personally mentioned two lines for Tong Yong.

"There was lofty ambition, and life is short without being sad!"

Chen Fan led everyone to bow to the place where Tong Yong was buried, and then he looked back at Xiao Liu.

In the previous encounter, Xiaoliu was seriously injured. At the moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his sweat was falling.

"This is the jade slip that I got in the hands of my token and Tong Yong. You bring it back to the Great Wall and give it to Commander Guo, so that he can come to help quickly!" Chen Fan said to Xiao Liu.

"I won't go, why do so many brothers just let me go!"

At this moment, Xiao Liu was also stubborn, holding his head up and not listening to Chen Fan's instructions.

Nowadays, anyone with a discerning eye knows that war will start. As the vanguard, they may face the situation of being wiped out at any time.

Therefore, although people who go back to deliver letters need to travel back and forth, at least their lives are safe.

Perhaps in the eyes of those who are greedy for life and fear of death, sending a letter back to the Great Wall is a rare beauty, but in the eyes of a kind of **** man gathered around Chen Fan, that is the biggest insult to himself.

Wasn't it just a horse leather shroud in the battlefield?

Although Xiaoliu is a prince, but after months of training and living with everyone, he has already left his identity or status behind, and now he is just a soldier!

A glorious, Hu Benwei soldier!

"If you want to send a message, you can use the message Yujian, why should you send me back! Sorry Chen Fan, I do not accept your order!"

With Wu Aiguo's support, Xiao Liu reluctantly stood. This was the first time he disobeyed Chen Fan, and it was also the most intense quarrel since the two met.

As for Chen Fan, apparently he was determined to persuade Xiaoliu to stand directly in front of him and shouted: "If I am just sending a message on such an important matter, in case there is an accident, in case Cui Mingjie gets in the way. Well, have you ever thought about these things!"

"I told you to go back because you were injured too badly. Staying here will drag us back. Do you want to watch your brother die in order to save you? Do you want to watch our months of hard training and finalization? Is it a bubble!"

"Jiang Ran, look into my eyes and speak!!!"

Chen Fan’s blast made Xiao Liu’s eyes look struggling. After a long time, he continued to say, “But I don’t want to escape alone. Even if I die, I must die with you.”

Xiao Liu's voice has softened, but Chen Fan hasn't. His words still strike everyone's hearts like Hong Zhong Dalu!

"Jiang Ran, don't you understand? Anyone who is here today can die, but you can't!"

"The Emperor Xuan is old, the future Great Profound Kingdom needs you to be in charge!"

As soon as this remark came out, Xiao Liu was finally moved.

The hundreds of millions of Lebanese people in the Great Profound Kingdom are not only Chen Fan in front of them. Compared with the entire Great Profound Kingdom, even Chen Fan, who is regarded as hope, is only a drop in the ocean.

Xiao Liu, or Jiang Ran, the sixth prince of the Great Profound Kingdom, he must consider the entire Great Profound Kingdom. He must stand on the overall situation and give up the ridiculous brotherly loyalty.

Because in the face of war, everyone must force themselves to become cold-blooded.

If Xiao Liu doesn't leave today and he died here, then who will be in charge of the future of the Great Profound Kingdom?

The prince Jiang Feng who Jai Xuan must report?

Or those other princes who are idle one by one?