Chapter 259: Ten Miles of Long Street Sends Back!
Xia Yuqing and Monkey, each with a dozen people, ran in different directions, and the people who chased and killed them were also divided into two roads.
The monkey fled with the people, in order to let the people chasing them behind him think that he was carrying a real stone in his backpack, he deliberately pretended to be very similar, and sure enough, there were more people chasing him than chasing Xia Yuqing.
In this way, Xia Yuqing has a much greater chance of living.
"Stop, thin man!" there were dozens of netherworld people behind him.
Not to be outdone, the monkey scolded at those people: "I want to rob your Hou Ye's things, and look at your appearance!"
After saying that, the monkey ran.
Because now all you have to do is run.
As many people as you can take away, this will give Xia Yuqing a chance to escape,
And Xia Yuqing's side was still on the run, and more than a dozen people followed him.
And this time it was the Netherworld Boss who was chasing them, and he was following behind at the moment.
At this moment, he roared: "Long Lin, you run, don't think that if you are separated from Long Tong, I don't know who to chase? It is very likely that the stone is on your body!"
The dragon scales are Xia Yuqing's nickname, and the dragon pupils are monkeys, just like Tang Chong's dragon head.
Everyone in the war dragon is chosen by thousands and has their own name.
Xia Yuqing heard the words of the Netherworld Boss, in fact, she was at ease, in this case, there must be very few people chasing the monkey, in that case, the monkey would be able to escape, in this way, at least one person could live!
Thinking of this, Xia Yuqing smiled slightly.
In today's situation, if nothing else, they will all die here, but now it is different, the monkey and her, only one person needs to die.
Unconsciously, Xia Yuqing remembered Tang Zhong and smiled more gently.
"If you're not here, I'm the boss of the war dragon, and I won't let the war dragon go to destruction!"
"The pass rate of Zhan Long is 100 percent, I won't let your good tradition be shattered here!"
Immediately, Xia Yuqing's face turned cold, and she definitely couldn't let these guys behind her get this stone.
"Brothers, come with me!"
And now, in the forest of death.
Tang Zhong was still walking cautiously.
Along the way, I saw the corpses of several brothers, and Tang Chong's eyes were red.
Some brothers have been turned into white bones, while others have half of their bodies rotted and fell in the swamp, and some brothers have been burned into charcoal by the flames.
Tang Chong walked all the way, placing the dry bones of his brothers all the way, and this scene made Tang Chong even more angry, and his fists were clenched together.
"Nether, you wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will slaughter you all!"
Then the speed on his feet increased.
And at the moment.
In the middle of Jianghai City.
But it's a different picture.
The news of Tang Chong's death has spread, and the mayor ordered that all members should be remembered.
In the past three days, the billboards on both sides of the road, as well as the large glass screens in the shopping mall, have changed their backs whenever they can play photos in Jianghai.
And this back, whether it is a person, walking by the side of the road, will look up, and he will never get tired of looking at it.
Because they know that this back, once a hero, is worth remembering.
Although everyone doesn't know what this back looks like.
And everyone can't forget, yesterday, held in Jianghai, the ten-mile long street to send the back, what a magnificent scene.
An elongated white car, pulling this photo of the back, walking in Jianghai City, no matter who sees it, will cast a respect, students will see it, will raise their hands high, as if they see the national flag, even if they are driving, they will stop the car, sound the whistle three times, and then leave.
The car drove for a total of three days before it ended.
Many people wept from the bottom of their hearts, and the departure of the back brother also represents the death of personal heroism.
And at the moment, in the midst of Leia International.
Li Chuwen took the document and walked into Jiang Weiwei's office.
I saw Jiang Weiwei standing beside the bed, looking thoughtful, looking at the blue sky outside the window.
"Weiwei, everything is ready, tomorrow is the Paris fashion show, when are we leaving?"
Jiang didn't move slightly, hearing Li Chuwen's words, but with a sad look, still looking at the sky in the distance, and said, "Wenwen, how do you say he is living over there now?"
When Li Chuwen heard this, she put the documents in her hand on the table, and then went to Jiang Weiwei and said, "Weiwei, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, but I suddenly miss Tang Chong, and I want to know how he is now?" Jiang smiled slightly: "I don't know why, every night, I can always think of him!"
"Weiwei, Tang Chong, he saved you, but he is no longer there!" Li Chuwen persuaded, she could understand Jiang Weiwei's mood at the moment, after all, a man who is willing to exchange his life for your life is a woman, and he will not forget such a man.
"I know!" Jiang said with a slight smile.
"Then, you should work harder, that dress, but Tang Zhong designed it, we should let his dress win the championship this time!" Li Chuwen said.
"Champion. Suddenly, Jiang Weiwei's pupils brightened: "Yes, champion, I must win the championship!"
"That's right!" Li Chuwen said.
"Let's go, Paris Fashion Show!" Jiang Weiwei said, she couldn't wait now.
She suddenly found that this man named Tang Zhong had quietly taken root in her heart.
And on a high-rise building in Jianghai City.
Situ Minglang, who had silver-white hair, was also standing on the tall building, looking out the window, and at this moment, his face was gloomy and uncertain.
Then, from outside the door, a person walked in, it was Wang Yihui, who immediately met him after learning that Situ Gongzi was coming.
Situ Minglang originally had a cold expression, but when he heard someone open the door, he immediately turned around, and when he saw that it was Wang Yihui, he immediately asked, "How is the salvage?"
In the place where the official said that Tang Zhong was killed, he sent people to the sea to salvage it, and he wanted to see people alive and corpses when he died.
He didn't see anything, and he didn't believe that Tang Zhong would die.
Wang Yihui's face was ugly: "Situ Gongzi, I haven't found any news!"
Situ Minglang's expectant eyes dimmed again in an instant, and he ordered: "If you don't catch it, keep fishing, even if you find a diver for me, you have to fish it for me, even if it's 20,000 miles under the sea, you have to fish it for me, I said, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death!"
Wang Yihui immediately said: "Yes!"
He had never seen Situ Gongzi so angry.
On Jiang Hai's side, everyone thought that Tang Zhong was dead, and they were all commemorating it in their own ways.
And at this moment, on the side of the Forest of Death.
Tang Chong walked forward non-stop, this time, he actually saw the burning trees, that is, the trees here had only been ignited for a short time, that is, brothers, it was ahead.
Suddenly, Tang Zhong became even more anxious.
"Wait for me!"
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