Bab 1171: Raging Purple Spirit (3)

But at that moment, there wasn't a single sliver of joy in Jun Wu Xie's heart. The overpowering stench of blood was now starting to hit her hard. She did not feel triumphant. On a battlefield like this, victory or defeat did not exist for her. She would very much rather none of this had ever happened and it would be enough for her if all the deceased Rui Lin Army soldiers could be returned to her!

"Little Xie….." Qiao Chu's hand trembled as he walked towards Jun Wu Xie. This was the first time he had experienced such a large scale battle, his youthful blood aroused by the overwhelming intensity on this battlefield. All youths yearned to grow into a real man, to become a hero that protected and defended their country.