The Strongest Soldier in the City

So many people died for him, Chen Liuhe, and more than half of the entire Douzhan Hall was lost. Only the four war kings of the Douzhan Hall were still alive, and the rest all gave their lives.

The losses suffered by Prince Liang's Mansion were even more severe. In this battle, at least a dozen strong men who were half a step into the palace were killed.

This price is too huge, so huge that it is suffocating.

And all this, he could only watch helplessly. He saw with his own eyes the people who fought for him fell into a pool of blood, and their lives were ruthlessly harvested.

There was nothing he could do, he couldn't change anything.

Although he had tried his best to kill the enemy and fight hard.

However, his strength is too weak after all. He cannot turn the tide like he once did, and he cannot save anyone's life.

This kind of vivid pain and tragedy caused him to suffer and suffer, and his mental self-blame was unimaginable.

Those people were not killed by him, but more like they were killed by him. They all died because of him.

At this moment, Chen Liuhe felt that he was carrying the lives of countless people, and he could hardly breathe under the pressure.

"Don't think too much about useless things. If you really feel pain and guilt, the only thing you can do is live well."

Liang Zhenlong seemed to see through Chen Liuhe's inner pain and said: "They all died so that you could live. The best way you can repay them is to live and avenge them!"

"I remember all these blood debts, more clearly than any other incident." Chen Liuhe said through gritted teeth, his face twisted and his eyes full of ferocity. He was so emotional that he seemed to be on the verge of madness.

Liang Zhenlong took a deep look at Chen Liuhe, turned around and walked towards Prince Liang's Mansion without saying anything more.

Zhu Yuelou didn't know when she left. When she left, she didn't leave a word, let alone say hello to Liang Zhenlong. The whole thing seemed to have nothing to do with her.

In fact, she didn't need Liang Zhenlong to thank her at all, let alone a favor from Liang Zhenlong, which would only make her feel ridiculous and disgusting. As for what she is thinking in her heart, I am afraid only she knows.

A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. This sentence is perfect for Zhu Yuelou.

Arriving in front of the gate of Prince Liang's Mansion, Liang Zhenlong paused. He turned around and looked at the extremely messy and tragic scene in front of him. The pools of blood on the ground had not been washed away by anyone. They had not yet dried up. The strong smell of blood lingered there. Spreading over the entire area.

Liang Zhenlong's eyes slowly scanned, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

He maintained this posture for nearly a minute before he slowly turned around and stepped into Prince Liang's mansion.

As for what he was thinking, no one knew, but the murderous intention was probably overwhelming.

There were many people outside Prince Liang's Mansion. Some were moving corpses and some were treating the wounded. However, with so many people gathered, it was unusually quiet.

There was an endless sadness and pain in the air. That kind of pain was unspeakable and uncomfortable. Everyone's chest was feeling clogged, and it was extremely dull.

Today will be a day that both Prince Liang’s Mansion and Douzhan Hall will remember forever. They will never forget this day!

This is a great shame and humiliation, this is a blood feud!

"Let's go." Nu Xiu patted Chen Liuhe on the shoulder and said softly.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath, feeling extremely sad and unable to extricate himself. The self-blame and guilt were beyond words.

"Don't think too much. Since you are alive, live well. This is the only thing you can live up to." Nu Xiu said earnestly, and he also tried his best to suppress the grief, anger and sadness in his heart.

Human beings are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless?

Although both Nu Xiu and Chen Liuhe are used to seeing miserable people.

But these people who died all died because of them.

They simply cannot remain indifferent.

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath with great effort.

He smiled miserably and immediately walked in a certain direction.

On the ground, there was a pile of broken and blurred flesh and blood, as well as a few scattered strands of cloth. These were all left behind after the old monster from Montenegro blew himself up.

After the old monster from Montenegro blew himself up, not even a single intact bone was left...

Chen Liuhe paused and slowly picked up these things.

After looking at Nu Xiu, Chen Liuhe said: "Old man, I want to erect a tombstone for the old monster from Black Mountain. Where do you think it should be set up?"

Nuxiu looked dull and said: "These bones and pieces of clothing can be buried anywhere. It can be considered as a rest in the ground."

"Forget about the tombstone, it's meaningless. Just set up a memorial tablet in the tavern where he stayed for decades for worship." Nu Xiu said solemnly. The death of the old monster from Montenegro made him feel extremely touched and sad. It is inevitable.

"Old man, tell me, so many people died for me, are they worth it? These dead people have nothing to do with me, they don't even know me, and I have never met them. It's not worth it for them to die for me. It’s not worth it.” Chen Liuhe said softly.

"Am I considered a sinner while I'm alive? Am I living an ignoble existence by stepping on their corpses?" Chen Liuhe laughed at himself: "Old man, this is the first time I've discovered that I am so selfish. I am the one who deserves to die. , not them. From beginning to end, it has nothing to do with them."

"Help them take revenge, and one day kill everyone who committed the crime today, leaving no one alive!" Nu Xiu said word by word.

Chen Liuhe looked up at Nu Xiu and said: "If I don't die, they will definitely die. This is inevitable and there is no possibility of changing it! We and I will fight until death!"

Chen Liuhe found Wang Xiao holding the pieces of meat and bones he picked up from the ground, and expressed his idea. He wanted to bury the remains of the old monster from Black Mountain in the land of Prince Liang's Mansion.

In this way, it can at least ensure peace and tranquility after the death of the old monster from Montenegro.

In this regard, Wang Xiao nodded in agreement. The old ghost from Heishan was the hero of this battle and qualified to be buried in Prince Liang's Mansion.

In Prince Liang's Mansion, Chen Liuhe personally buried the old monster from Black Mountain without setting up a monument or even a soil bag.

Later, he wanted to personally go to the tavern where the old monster from Black Mountain had lived for decades, and wanted to personally set up a memorial tablet for the old monster from Black Mountain.

But considering his current dangerous situation, he must not be allowed to leave Prince Liang's Mansion alone, otherwise uncontrollable dangers may easily arise.

Therefore, Chen Liuhe gave up the idea and entrusted Wang Xiao to handle it, and Wang Xiao agreed without hesitation.

Chen Liuhe's life, even if it was not valuable, has become extremely valuable now.

With so many people dying for him, he himself must not die. He cannot let those who died for him die in vain.