The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Chapter 1073 Return to Beijing

Lu Yan looked at the sky in the rain and didn't feel much regret.

Bubbles like this, or in other words, civilizations like this, are doomed to destruction from the very beginning.

According to his guess, when all humans in this world are killed by evil spirits, the world will probably begin to disintegrate on its own, right?

Different from Lu Yan's detached mentality, in the eyes of Wang Ji and others, this world is the only home for them.

They cannot accept the news of mankind's defeat, and they are unwilling to believe that the world will eventually be ruled by evil spirits.

For a time, everyone's sanity showed signs of evaporating.

Du Sixuan was still shouting at the young captain and the more than 200 elite soldiers behind him, with a cry in his voice.

"Impossible! I'm going back to Kyoto now. I'm going back to see my father!"

No matter how noble her status is, she is still just a young girl in her prime.

How could she accept such a fact?

"We can't go back, Kyoto is too dangerous now."

The young captain persuaded in a low voice.

"Danger? What danger can there be!"

Du Sixuan stared at the young captain with red eyes: "You run away because of danger, right? Aren't you soldiers from the Beijing camp?!"

She vented her anger at these soldiers, and then pushed away the young captain in front of her.

I ran straight towards Kyoto in the heavy rain.

"Miss! Wait a minute!"

Seeing this scene, the two guards were shocked.

He hurriedly ran out of the Luohan Temple, leaving Zhou Ping, Xu Da and others standing in the temple looking at each other.

It is no exaggeration to say that they don't know what to do now and their minds are completely blank.

After a long silence, Wang Jicai let out a sigh of relief.

He finally accepted the desperate fact.

He said in a dry voice: "I will go back to Kyoto."

"That's sending yourself to death."

The young captain rebuilt his mentality and planned to persuade the defeated soldiers in front of him to run away with him.

Although the idea is to keep the green hills and not worry about running out of firewood, this is still the best choice at the moment.

"We have been following the devil."

Wang Ji subconsciously clenched his knife: "There is no one alive along the way."

Even if he survives temporarily, he still cannot escape death.

It's just a matter of time, and I have to be afraid until I die.

Wang Ji didn't want to continue like this.

Since mankind is at the end of its rope, why not just kill Kyoto and see.

At least, it will be more enjoyable than lingering for a while.

After saying that, Wang Ji picked up his sword and walked towards Kyoto.

After all, he was going to die, and he did not turn around to call out these comrades who had supported each other along the way.

However, even if Wang Ji did not greet them, Zhou Ping and others made their decision silently.

Should he die happily in battle, or live on his knees for a few more days?

This question is obviously not a too difficult choice for these rough guys who don't know a few Chinese characters.

"Lao Wang, it's rare to see him so happy."

Zhou Ping took out the long knife from his waist and wiped it with the hem of his clothes a few times.

He also didn't speak to anyone else and walked out of the Arhat Temple silently holding the knife.

Then came Xu Da, Xu Er...

As time went by, the Luohan Temple became empty.

Of course, as the saying goes, one person can feed hundreds of people, and not everyone plans to go to Kyoto to die.

Even when the blood was flowing like this, a small number of soldiers continued to stay in the Arhat Temple, forcing themselves to pretend that nothing had happened.

In the eyes of these people, with the blessing of the god Lu Yan, there is no need to worry about food.

It's better to linger on your last breath than to go all the way to die like this.

It's a pity that they obviously don't understand Lu Yan.

Lu Yan kept a calm expression throughout the whole process. He turned around and glanced at the situation in the Luohan Temple: "Aren't you going to leave? I just promised to take you back to Kyoto."

The young captain was still standing in the open space outside the Luohan Temple. He had long noticed Lu Yan, a man with a completely different temperament from these defeated soldiers.

At first, I thought that Lu Yan, like Du Sixuan, was the heir of a high-ranking official.

When Lu Yan said that he had protected these soldiers along the way, his expression suddenly changed a bit.

The young captain was just surprised, but the remaining seven or eight soldiers in the temple were frightened.

They suddenly realized that this god's behavior along the way could not be called compassionate.

"Lu...Master Lu? What do you mean?"

"Kyoto has already fallen, there is no need for us to take this risk."

"You can't just abandon us..."

Lu Yan glanced at them.

Not too lazy to explain anything, he walked out.

As he took a step forward, the small puddle under his feet seemed to be alive, squeezing crazily to both sides, revealing dry ground.

When the heavy rain falling from the sky was about to fall on Lu Yan, he naturally moved out of the way, as if the rain had no right to touch this being.

Lu Yan's movements didn't seem very fast, but he disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Such a miraculous sight made everyone present who saw this scene stunned.

Even those men who became captains at a young age couldn't help but open their mouths.

He had lived in Kyoto for a long time, so he had naturally seen those martial arts masters, but the young captain was sure that even those martial arts masters tied together would definitely not have such miraculous abilities.

"This shouldn't be something that a warrior can do, right?!"

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Lu Yan quickly caught up with Du Sixuan and her two guards who were running at the front.

It has to be said that these two guards are indeed loyal to Du Sixuan.

When he found that he couldn't be persuaded, he was still willing to protect Du Sixuan and go to that dangerous place.

Lu Yan was wrapped up in the rules of Suotian, and because of the heavy rain and night, even if he was closer, he was not noticed by the two guards.

Of course, he had no intention of running over to say hello.

Going like this is just to fulfill your promise.

When you are emotionally excited, it is difficult to notice the passage of time, and you may not even feel physical fatigue.

When Du Sixuan climbed over a hillside with the help of two guards, he suddenly realized that it was almost dawn.

At this moment, the heavy rain has turned into a drizzle. Not only will it have no impact on the battle, at least it will not affect the line of sight.

It is worth mentioning that the closer we get to Kyoto, the clearer the smell of blood in the air becomes. Even the torrential rain cannot completely suppress the smell of blood.

One can imagine how tragic the situation in that city was...

(End of chapter)