After My Clan Drove Me Out, They Discovered I Was Unparalleled Under Heaven

Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...

Chapter 590: Zhou Xianchun

The academy has been established, and it has the blessing of the South Gate of Heaven descending from the sky.

The soldiers in the entire square became more enthusiastic than ever before, especially since ghosts and gods appeared from time to time in this world. Almost all of them believed that Lin Che was the child of destiny.

Therefore, the resurrection plan led by Lin Che naturally became the popular demand and destiny.

"Resurrection begins, the first heroic soul!"

Lin Che gave the order, and the first Heroic Soul was chosen.

It was none other than Wu Heiyu, the former deputy commander of the Fourth Battalion of the Divine Machine Battalion. His body was badly damaged, but all the resurrected geniuses were confident they could repair Wu Heiyu's body.

In fact, it has already been repaired. Now it is just a pretense, and then the heroic spirit will be introduced into Wu Heiyu's body.

"Dachun, go and invite Wu Heiyu's heroic spirit." Lin Che ordered Zhou Xianchun to go. There was no other way. The invitation required someone with righteous indignation; that was the least likely to harm the heroic spirit.

It just so happened that Ji Bu had a sudden breakthrough, and the other students also came to Ji Bu's defense, so Zhou Xianchun could go and ask for it.

"By the way, don't tell them too much for now. We still need to queue up for resurrection."

Zhou Xianchun looked excited. His life was saved by Wu Heiyu, and his most urgent hope was to resurrect Wu Heiyu.

"Yes, General. Don't worry, I'm famous for keeping my mouth shut."

Zhou Xianchun responded and stepped directly on the flying calligraphy and paintings and flew towards the huge monument of heroic souls.

During this period, the heroic souls were almost unaware of the progress of their resurrection, as they all lived in the Heroic Soul Monument.

At this time, although they were far apart, they seemed to hear the thunderous sound coming from the academy.

It just so happened that many heroic spirits of the Shenji Camp had gathered together, and they couldn't help but start discussing.

"Deputy General Wu, what's going on outside? It sounds very lively. It would be great if we could go out and take a look." A thin heroic spirit said enviously.

Wu Heiyu was usually taciturn, and after becoming a Heroic Spirit, he became even more fond of daydreaming. However, after seeing the familiar faces of his fellow tribesmen, he could only offer comfort:

"It should be a celebration of victory. We follow the Son of God, isn't it for victory? Ah Niu, now we are heroic spirits, we can't just stay with others casually, otherwise our spirits will easily dissipate. So, don't be so curious. We are all staying here, it's fine."

The heroic spirit called Ah Niu lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly. "Actually, I'm not curious about what they're doing. I just want to go home and take a look. Do you think our heroic spirit can float back to the village? My grandfather should be hoeing the fields this month. Without my help, he'd be having a hard time."

Wu Heiyu was about to say a few words of comfort, but then he saw that the other heroic spirits were all in a low mood.

He was about to say something comforting, but he didn't know where to begin. Actually, he was the same.

His parents passed away early, leaving only his grandmother and two younger sisters. In order to save some money for his family, he has been practicing hard, and was finally successfully selected to join the Son of God's Shenji Camp.

When he became the deputy commander of the Fourth Battalion, he couldn't sleep the whole night. After returning to the village, he took his two sisters to worship his parents. For some reason, the three of them cried silently in front of their parents' graves for a whole day.

I originally thought that I would continue to follow the Son of God in his battles and continue to achieve great things.

But I didn't expect that I would sacrifice myself.

Wu Heiyu wouldn't blame anyone. When he followed the Son of God into battle, he knew he would die one day. However, he couldn't let go of his two sisters.

He wanted to go back to see his two sisters and grandma, but he was afraid that they would not be able to accept the result and that grandma's health would not be able to bear it.

well……

Wu Heiyu sighed deeply. Heroic spirits don't have tears. No matter how sad he was, he wouldn't cry. He wouldn't let other Heroic spirits see him cry...

At this moment, an excited shout suddenly came from outside:

"Black Feather——"

Zhou Xianchun summoned up a righteous spirit and came before the Heroic Soul Monument, his voice trembling:

"Wu Heiyu, come out! The general has found the resurrection technique, come out quickly! I will take you to resurrection now!"

What? ?

All the heroic spirits were shocked and rushed out, asking questions non-stop.

Zhou Xianchun immediately covered his mouth and waved his hands repeatedly: "Nothing, nothing, I'm just taking Wu Heiyu away. You guys wait here. I didn't say anything just now."

"No, Zhou Daru, you just said that. You mentioned the resurrection technique. We've heard some rumors before. Is it really possible to resurrect?"

"Yes, we also want to be resurrected. I don't want to die either. Zhou Daru!"

Zhou Xianchun raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered the key words: "You guys, what did you just call me?"

"Zhou Daru. Your war poem has made 40,000 female soldiers admire you so much. It's spread a long time ago. Zhou Daru."

"Ahahahaha, you guys. Don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Xianchun chuckled, straightened his clothes, and said with his head held high: "I have only improved my righteousness a little and composed a war poem. I have not yet become a great scholar, so I can't say that."

"We're not talking nonsense. We see you as a true scholar!"

"Indeed, Zhou Daru's literary talent is soaring, and he is undoubtedly a dazzling literary star of this era. It is only a matter of time before he becomes a great scholar. I think you can at least become a semi-saint."

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