The army broke out of camp and marched northward, stopping to set up camp in the evening.
Levi Stone threw Zhong Youyu's body to the two brothers and asked them to dispose of it themselves. The brothers decided to stay and help sink the building, so they burned the body on the spot.
The raging fire licked the wood, gradually surrounding the young body and burning it to ashes.
"Looking at my own body being cremated, I always feel something is awkward," Zhong Youyu muttered in a low voice, hanging his usual spirit sword on his waist, "Xiao Mo, I suddenly remembered that when we fight in the future, each of us will use one hand. , then you can use two swords."
"Yeah." Zhong Wumo responded, looking at the pile of flames he didn't know what he was thinking.
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