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For the citizens of the new Taicang who will arrive in the near future, take care of many matters.
Women and children in Quyun and Chenggu cities have even started to prepare a lot of snacks that are easy to store, hoping to clean up the dust for their clansmen.
Of course, Ji Xia agrees with this kind of thing.
In his heart, he also understood a little more about the bondage of the human race to the boundless wild creatures.
When countless cruel races are around.
When countless disasters come in various ways.
When the survival of a race becomes uncertain.
The blood connection, the racial friendship from the same source, is also revealed in an extremely pure way.
Like now.
If Ji Xia raises his arms and shouts, the more than four million people in Taicang, regardless of women and children, will take up swords, even sickles and hoes, and participate in this great movement to save the human race in Xunkongyu.
Even if they knew that they would bleed and die, they would definitely not hesitate.
"I don't know how many human nations have fought and worked hard for the fate of the race in the endless history of the wild."
Ji Xia stood on the rooftop with his hands behind his back, looking at the unprecedentedly concentrated Taidu, silent in his heart.
"Perhaps the ancient Dingding Shenting, Daxi Shenting, and the human Shangyue who have been hiding in the dark until now have all fought for the rise and fall of the race, but the result..."
The big tripod and the big breath collapsed in one day.
Today, there are no traces of these two divine courts in the classics of all races.
As for Shangyue, the human race, he had never shown his traces frankly in the boundless wilderness.
Ji Xia lowered his head and thought, not knowing what will happen in the future, when Tai Cang has gone through many hardships and become stronger.
What will be waiting for Tai Cang.
He let out a long breath, feeling a little at a loss about the road ahead.
Suddenly, he chuckled and shook his head.
"Since I came to this world, I have become more mature and cautious, just to survive."
"It would be even better if you could do something worthy of being remembered by the same race and even thousands of other races while surviving."
"But for eight full years, I have always had a sigh of relief in my heart!"
Thinking of this, Ji Xia's face became even colder.
"Since coming to the boundless wilderness, there have always been powerful enemies around Tai Cang watching."
"Although many powerful enemies have been wiped out, there are still two big mountains, Qiling and Baimu, standing in front of the sky in Xunkong, which cast a thick layer of fog in the hearts of me and my subjects!"
"Now, Qi Ling and Baimu are fighting, and there are tens of thousands of countries in Xunkong, and no country can rival Taicang."
"Since this is the case, the evil spirit in my heart just came out!"
Ji Xia's breathing became more and more heavy.
Suddenly, he woke up with a start, the Dharma Prime Minister Chen Xing in the Sea of Consciousness opened his eyes, and a clear stream of spiritual consciousness immediately flowed out from the Dharma Phase, extinguishing the anger in his heart.
"just……"
Ji Xia frowned slightly.
After a while, his brows relaxed.
"For eight years, I have been in Taicang all the time. It seems that I have begun to truly integrate into this world, and truly regard myself as a Taicang human race, as a boundless barbaric human race."
"My mood, no matter how much I complain about the human race."
Ji Xia thought of the countless events that happened in the past eight years.
He thought of countless people who were willing to die generously for Tai Cang.
Think of countless simple and sincere eyes.
Thinking of those human beings, there are eyes of respect and deep gratitude.
"I am Ji Xia, and I am the king of Tai Cang."
"At the same time, I am the ruler of the strongest human kingdom in Xunkong."
"From today onwards, the human race in the Xunkong domain will recite the name of Tai Cang, the name of Taichu, and the name of Ji Xia, and they will never be swayed by the surrounding countries!"
"The human race, like the Qiling clan, Baimu clan, and Dafu clan, will become the most noble race in the boundless wilderness."
Ji Xia thought silently: "Even surpass them."
Chapter 387 The Shura Field
Countless corpses were scattered on the ground.
The pungent smell of blood, the terrifying dead, and the blood that converges into a river are the main tone of this area.
From the collapsed land, from the severed river, from the many military tents, it can be vaguely seen that this is a military camp.
But at this moment, this place has become a Shura field.
In the Shura field, tens of thousands of soldiers were killed by various killing methods.
Among these corpses, some are in the form of gods, while others are huge and strange falcons.
But no matter how weird or huge, they have already been harvested and killed.
A group of seven figures were floating in the void, silently looking at the dying mammoth falcon beneath their feet.
These seven figures stood quietly in the void, and the bright moonlight in the sky made their shadows extremely slender.
Added a bit of eerie.
These seven figures all wore hideous ghost masks on their faces, and their bodies were also wrapped in extremely loose cloaks.
These masks and cloaks are all good utensils, which can hide the prying eyes of the strong.
"Ghost, should we go to the base of Xilin Mountain now, or turn back to the south and go to the southernmost Qiling barracks?"
A burly, strong man with a resolute face was wiping the blood on his sword with his own hands.