When We Make History

Chapter 492 When We Make History

Luo Wushuang turned and left, his voice heard from afar: "Tiansheng Sect Master Qin Mu, Loulan Golden Palace Great Master, when you achieve something in the future, Luo will definitely repay you generously to avenge the loss of your arm. Don't die too early!"

He disappeared into the thick darkness.

Qin Mu still stood, and the Wuyou Sword was still revolving around him.

He still didn't relax at all and continued to stare at the darkness. After a while, Qin Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Pangongcuo's face turned bitter, and he complained: "Master Qin, why did you announce our names? What should we do?"

"If you don't tell me your name, he may not retreat."

Qin Mu's momentum suddenly weakened, and he fell to the ground, with the Worry-Free Sword clanging to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to activate the Worry-Free Sword, and his breath was exhausted: "If he stays and fights to the death, we really may not be able to defeat him. He will really leave only if we tell him our name."

Pangongcuo struggled to get up and looked at him with a flickering gaze. A ball of blood poked its head out of the green blood gourd behind him, ready to move. He was thinking whether to attack Qin Mu now. He pretended to be angry and said, "You can give a fake name!"

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows, quietly raised the tip of the Worry-Free Sword that had fallen at his feet, and said weakly: "Qin never leaves a false name when doing things. Besides, if we go back 30,000 or 40,000 years, will he be able to find us?"

Pangongcuo was furious and gritted his teeth and said, "Master Qin, is the name Qin Mu real? You never use a fake name? You have the nerve to say that!"

More plasma came out of the gourd, and blood clots floated up silently.

He narrowed his eyes, changed his face, and said in a friendly manner: "But what the leader said makes sense. Who knows that this bastard named Luo Wushuang may have some skills, but he is too arrogant and will definitely not live for 30,000 or 40,000 years. Maybe he will die in the war soon. Leader Qin, do you want me to help you up?"

Qin Mu raised his head, his face sincere: "Okay, my body is empty now, if you don't help me, I really can't get up."

Pangong Tso suddenly shuddered, quickly pulled back, and said with a chuckle: "Men shouldn't touch each other, it's better to stay away to avoid gossip."

Qin Mu didn't care. He stood up shakily, leaning on the Wuyou Sword. "Luo Wushuang has retreated, so we must leave as soon as possible. He may bring a large army of the Lingxiu Army. We should not stay here for long."

Long Qilin also retracted his dragon scales and staggered out of the box. With a few bangs, the box closed and became neither too big nor too small.

Long Qilin climbed onto the box, panting heavily with exhaustion. Qin Mu also climbed up with difficulty, turned back and said with a smile: "Great Master, you come up too."

Pangong Tso shook his head, crawled under the box, and hugged one of its legs: "I'm fine here."

Qin Mu kicked Long Qilin and laughed, "You are too cautious. We are in the same box, share the same hatred and enemies, and live and die together. How can I attack you?"

Long Qilin raised his front paws and ejected several sharp claws like blades. As long as Pangong Tso came up, he would be stabbed to death by him.

Pangongcuo said cautiously, "It is hard to refuse the kindness of the leader, but I have always been cautious and never trust anyone. The leader can ask Long Pang to retract his claws."

The box took a step forward and walked into the darkness. Qin Mu held the sword in his arms and squinted his eyes, pretending to be asleep. Pangong Co, who was under the box, was full of energy and tried his best not to fall asleep. He quietly took out a few elixirs from the Taotie bag and stuffed them into his mouth, trying his best to recover his cultivation.

After a long time, he felt that his vitality had recovered a little. His eyes flickered and he quietly activated the Green Blood Gourd: "This guy is seriously injured. Now is a good time to get rid of him..."

Suddenly, he smelled the aroma of medicine and quickly stopped the idea of ​​taking action.

Qin Mu reached one hand into the Taotie bag and secretly refined several batches of elixirs, stuffing a few into his mouth from time to time. He also refined several batches for Long Qilin, who ate quietly without making any sound.

However, the wafting medicinal aroma could not escape Pangong Tso's nose.

"It's a bit difficult to trick him," Pangong Tso thought to himself.

Finally, there was light in the darkness and they arrived in front of the post station.

There were gods and immortals protecting the post station, and many people were resting in the post station. Bai Yuer looked around anxiously, and finally saw a blood-stained box carrying a young man and a fat dragon Qilin staggering towards them.

The box took a step forward and ran quickly over the mountains and across the hills.

Bai Quer was excited, with a different feeling, and hurriedly came over holding Bai Qingfu's son. Qin Mu jumped off the box, stretched his body, his bones crackling, and asked in confusion: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I can't walk anymore. These people don't have much cultivation, and most of them are old and weak, with their families."

Bai Yuer suppressed her sentiments and whispered, "The god in the post station is not here. He must have gone to help Bailong City. We don't know whether he is alive or dead. We are the only ones left in the post station now."

Qin Mu looked at the post station. Many people in the post station were sleeping on the ground, and some people were still awake. Under the flickering light of the Dragon God Pearl, their eyes flickered, but they did not make a sound.

Many of those who escaped were common people, not wealthy families. The wealthy families in Bailong City fled faster, most of them followed the deity at the north gate, and once they left, they would probably be wiped out.

Only these civilians, because of their low level of cultivation, were a step late in escaping and therefore followed them.

"We can't stay here for long."

Qin Mu pondered for a moment and said, "Why not let them enter my box and I'll take them as far as they can go."

Bai Yuer was slightly startled, looked at the box, and said, "Where is the other person who came with you? He..."

"I'm here."

Pangong Tso crawled out from under the box and said with a chuckle, "Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission and survived. Thank you Miss Bai for worrying about us."

Qin Mu asked Long Qilin to jump down from the box and said, "Sister Qu'er, wake them up. We can't stay here any longer. Since there is no god to protect us, we should leave immediately to avoid being caught up by the pursuers."

Bai Quer nodded and woke everyone up. Qin Mu spread out the box and asked everyone to enter it. Bangongcuo also wanted to enter the box. Qin Mu shook his head and said, "If the pursuers catch up with the box and no one resists, we will be wiped out. We stay outside the box."

Although Xing'an's box is very strong, it cannot attack and has no fighting power. If they all hide in the box, any evil demon from outside the domain can kill them without a burial place.

Pangongcuo suppressed his anger and sneered, "Master Qin, if you continue like this, it will be hard for you to survive in this chaotic world! We are running for our lives, avoiding the pursuit of the Xing'an, not coming to save people!"

Qin Mu laughed loudly and shook his head: "Great Honor, I just want to retain a little innocence and kindness in this turbulent world."

Pangong Tso snorted coldly, crawled under the box again, and said angrily: "Call me when the enemy comes!"

Bai Qu'er also stayed outside. Qin Mu and she sat on the box. Long Qilin also jumped up, lay down quietly, and fell asleep after a while.

"Why does the Great Master like to stay under the box?" Bai Yu'er was puzzled.

Qin Mu explained: "He saved us from being attacked by the magical power from underground."

Bai Yuer suddenly realized and said, "Your Excellency is thoughtful."

The box moved briskly towards the east. Qin Mu looked at the girl beside him. Bai Quer had just experienced the dramatic change of her family being broken up and her loved ones dying. This girl was still a little green and immature, but overnight her brows became more resolute, and her eyes became bright and clear, abandoning her original weakness.

Qin Mu then noticed that Bai Qu'er was not exactly the same as humans. She also had some characteristics of the dragon clan. There were two small dragon horns hidden in her hair, which were covered by two buns she tied with her hair.

When Qin Mu saw her for the first time, he held her face in his hands, but did not notice the pair of small dragon horns.

There was still some sadness in her brows, and she wanted to find someone to rely on, but she forced herself to be strong.

She was not the type of girl Qin Mu liked. Qin Mu had been taught by the nine elders of the Disabled Village that fat women were beautiful since he was a child. The village chief, the pharmacist and the butcher had all told him that girls should have a fat face, a thick waist and a big butt.

Bai Yuer definitely does not meet this requirement.

However, Qin Mu now felt that Bai Yu'er's gentleness yet strength touched his heart.

"are you tired?"

Qin Mu suppressed his strange thoughts and said, "If you are tired, you can lean on me and rest for a while."

Bai Yuer hummed and leaned lightly on his shoulder, hearing Long Qilin's soft snoring in her ears.

But she couldn't sleep. When she closed her eyes, she could see the tragic scene of the destruction of Bailong City, the figures of her mother and uncles in the family fighting against the evil demons from outer space, the fighting in the darkness, countless people dying tragically, and the smile on her brother and sister-in-law's face when they looked back after fighting the evil demons. From time to time, the hideous faces of the monsters in the darkness suddenly emerged from her nightmares.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet. When we first met, you said you came from a different world."

Bai Yuer opened her eyes, leaned on Qin Mu's shoulder, and whispered, "Is it true?"

Qin Mu nodded.

"Where are you from? The past, or the future? Is it peaceful there?"

"A long time later, maybe thirty or forty thousand years from now. My place is relatively peaceful now, but I can't say for sure about the future."

"Thirty or forty thousand years from now?"

The girl on his shoulder was silent for a moment, and whispered: "I don't know if I can live to that time. Life here is too hard, so hard that it's unbearable..."

"You need to stay alive. The people in the box still need you."

Qin Mu smiled and said softly, "You are stronger than I thought. Many people, not to mention girls, even men, would collapse long ago when faced with such a situation. I know that life is difficult, but you still bear their expectations, as well as the expectations of your brother and sister-in-law, and their children."

Bai Yu'er's body trembled and she nodded slightly.

"Will you come with me?" she asked.

Qin Mu was silent for a moment.

"It's almost dawn."

He looked towards the east. His voice was a little hoarse due to the night's fighting, but it was also full of unique magnetism. "After daybreak, I will probably disappear. I came here because of a wonderful opportunity, an opportunity that I cannot see through. You may need to lead them on the road ahead. To live..."

Bai Quer raised her head and looked at the pale sky in the east.

Qin Mu stood up and said with a smile: "Good sister, I probably can't send you off anymore. You have to go alone from now on."

Bai Yu'er felt extremely complicated and stood up in confusion. She was still holding Bai Qingfu's son in her arms, and her cheeks were wet with tears.

Qin Mu held her cheeks and encouraged her with his most innocent smile: "Survive, you must survive!"

Bai Quer was extremely conflicted. She held him tightly with one hand, her body trembling: "Don't go, I'm afraid I can't hold on..."

“Perhaps all traces of me in this prehistoric world will be erased, and nothing I brought will be left behind. But I can leave behind a word that moved me.”

The sky gradually brightened, and the first ray of sunlight shone from the eastern horizon, falling on the mountains and rivers, and the darkness around them was rapidly receding.

Qin Mu held the girl in his arms with one hand and pointed at the cliff they were passing by with the other hand. The Worry-Free Sword flew out, and the sword moved like a dragon, leaving his handwriting on the cliff.

The sword flew back, and before the sunlight came, Qin Mu tightly hugged the girl who was about to face the danger alone. Bai Quer hugged him tightly, as if this would give her some support.

A ray of sunlight shone down, and Qin Mu in her arms dissipated like smoke.

The box also disappeared, leaving behind confused people.

Bai Yu'er was stunned and suddenly turned her head to look at the cliff. On the cliff were the words left by Qin Mu's Wuyou Sword.

Human life is more important than anything else!

Bai Quer suddenly felt that this sentence was extremely heavy. The hopes of the people below suddenly weighed on her shoulders. Their hopeful eyes turned into terrible pressure and motivation.

"Follow me!"

She held her brother's child, raised her arms, and said with strength in her voice: "I will lead you out of this desperate situation and find a place where you can survive!"

People rekindled their hope and followed her as she walked towards the distance.

"Are you from thirty or forty thousand years in the future?"

Bai Quer looked back at the cliff where Qin Mu left his words, then turned around and led everyone to the place where the sun rises: "I will survive and will find you! You have to wait for me! I will be here..."

"Meet you again——"

A reunion across eternity, wait for me.

When you left, I didn't tell you that I loved you. When we meet again, I hope I won't have any regrets.

————Three thousand eight hundred words, eight hundred more than the scheduled update time! Is the otaku proud? No! I don't even mention such a small thing, it's calm and indifferent, noble and upright, bright and clear, let me stand with my hands on my hips and be proud for a while~~