Those who walk off the battlefield know best the meaning of comradeship. Left Guanglie was acutely aware of his body, nearing its end, but he would never forget what brought him to this day.,Before the scorching sun could spread, an untold number of arrows had already rained down. The running beggars fell one after another. Their bodies were riddled with holes from the piercing shots.,Gong Yang Bai didn't care about the backlash of Xuan Bing Di Lao being broken. He pinched a訣 with his index finger against his chin, and suddenly opened his mouth! A vast white mist spewed from his mouth, wherever it surged, the flames would be extinguished there.。