The Original Seeker - Chapter 820

“In general, it’s a hapless guy who can be seen everywhere in troubled times, with a broken family and death.” Bai Mo summed up the memory of his predecessor slightly.

The only thing on the whole body that might be worth a bit of money is an ancestral jade pendant on his neck.

But in this chaotic world where human lives are like grass, food that can fill your stomach, and weapons that can save your lives are the real hard currency. In the chaotic army, everything else is floating clouds.

Blood stained, under the clothes that had torn several big holes, the bone wounds of this body before Baimo took over the house were slowly healed under the nourishment of the original spirit power of the remnant soul of the immortal sovereign.

Of course, the price is that the original soul power that had been left before the seizure was even more pitiful now.

But this is also necessary. The last remaining soul of the fruit can no longer withstand the toss of seizing the house again. Once the body of the newly seizing house dies, the once smashing and powerful Immortal Venerable can only be buried with him.

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“Dang! Dang! Dang! After eating, quickly copy the guys and prepare to fight with the official dog!” A soldier with a big size and three big head, holding a broken gong while knocking and shouting.

Bai Mo’s camp is the refugee camp, which specializes in accommodating ordinary people like his predecessor who have been displaced due to the turmoil.

The rules of the refugee camp are also very simple. When you are a cannon fodder, you rush to the front and consume the arrows and stamina on the opposite side. Every time you come back alive, you can eat a full meal.

After all, in the cold weapon era, no matter how elite soldiers are, their physical strength is also limited.

If ten or twenty people were hacked to death in a row, the hands would be tired.

If there are fifty or one hundred people and let them chop them all alone, I am afraid they will not be able to kill them even if they are tired.

“Remember the rules, if anyone can bring back an official dog head, he can reward two more buns, and bring back five heads, he can enter the tiger camp, and he will be full of meat!”

“Yes…” Everyone replied feebly.

This group of refugees only have sharpened wooden sticks and bamboos as weapons. The few who have choppers are considered excellent weapons. They want to kill a fully armed officer and then have to cut off the opponent’s head. It’s not difficult. Generally large.

However, there is another unwritten rule in the refugee camp. As long as you can survive ten assaults, you can enter the veteran sequence of the regular camp. Although it will not have meat all at once, you can still manage the fullness.

Everyone in the exodus camp is dying, and naturally no one wants to say more.

At this time, Bai Mo was standing in the middle of the crowd with a wooden stick at random, using the remaining bit of spirit, to check the jade pendant on his neck that belonged to his predecessor.

Because he found that this seemingly inconspicuous jade pendant still has a little bit of heaven and earth in it.

Under his spiritual perception, the inside of this jade pendant showed the four characters of “historical text”.

Not only that, the four characters of the “historical text” were not written in Daochenjie characters, but were written in characters from his previous life on the earth.

“What’s the matter with this historical text?” Now he is just a ray of remnant soul of the Demon Sun Immortal Venerable back then, a large part of his memory has been lost, and the word in the historical text is not in his memory.

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“Follow me! Kill the official dog!”

“Eat the fuck! Wear the fuck!”

“…”

The war will rise, and some simple and rude slogans sounded among the rebels.

Although the slogan was simple and rude, it hit the bottom of the hearts of the rebel soldiers.

After all, those who were able to defect to the rebellion of the rebels had a tragic past that they didn’t want to mention again.

“Come with me!”

“Kill one to pay back, kill two to make money!”

“Flush!”

The battle process was very lackluster. No matter whether the rebels or their enemies, there was no warrior with one enemy and one hundred. There was no shortage of hatred, but long-term malnutrition led to yellowish skin and weak fighting strength.

Of course, even on the official army side, the situation is actually not much better than that of the peasant army.

Not to mention the long-term inadequacy of military pay, but also to experience layers of deductions, and the soldiers are actually in the hands of five without one.

In addition to the personal soldiers of various generals, they can have enough food and meat to support their daily strength, exercise combat skills, ordinary soldiers other than the personal soldiers, they barely make ends meet, and some of them are even forced to enlist in the army. Simple training of minhu.

“How long have I not killed with a weapon?” Holding a sharpened tree branch, Bai Mo stabbed a few times in the melee by feeling, it should have stabbed some muscle-like positions.

But when he wanted to kill the killer, he would always have a voice in his mind saying: “People are precious, don’t kill people.”

It was this voice that kept him with five points of strength every time he attacked.

It seemed to be the voice of one’s own last life and the next life.

For that life, Bai Mo’s memory was very vague, not that Xianzun did not have the ability to remember, but that the remnant soul that escaped, did not record much about Earth I.

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After the less intense battle, Bai Mo returned to the refugee camp. There were some new faces in the camp, and some old faces were missing.

The old man who was surrounded by a group of military men and walked into the Liumin camp last time, this time came in with a group of military men.

“This, this… and these two, follow me.” The old man glanced around everyone, and ordered a few young people who seemed to be young.

“Master Mo is dead, don’t you guys come out quickly?” The leader of the army lightly kicked the boy closest to him, and the boy who was spotted shouted.

Among those spotted, there is white ink.

Bai Mo took a look and found that all the people who were spotted were still healthy, and compared to other walking corpses, the eyes were a little bit distressed young people.

“The old man has observed your performance today~www.mtlnovel.com~ are all people who can barely participate in the entrance examination of the outer door of the Seven Profound Gates. Now I will give you a chance. If you don’t want to go, you can leave now.” The old man said without a smile.

There was silence.

“Okay! Xiao Qi, take them to clean up, we will go back to the main hall tomorrow.”

“Follow me…”

“Master, I…I still have a young…brother, if I leave, he will definitely not survive. I want you to let me take him with him.” When several people were about to turn and leave, one of them was in tatters. The young man suddenly begged on both knees.

“Bring it on.” The old man didn’t think much, and left with a light sentence.

The kneeling teenager jumped up on the ground with both hands, and happily rushed back to the private camp to pick up people.

“Qi Xuanmen…the predecessor seems to have memory, it seems to be a big organization in Taizhou.” Bai Mo followed the attendant named Xiao Qi, while thinking about this somewhat impressive name.

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