Hesitantly followed Su Rui to the room, Zhang Ziwei felt very awkward, she had never gotten along with a strange man since she was so old.

"He won't do anything to himself, right?" Zhang Ziwei had a faint worry in her heart, she knew that with Su Rui's skills, if she wanted to do something bad to herself, I am afraid she would not have any possibility of resisting at all.

However, although she was a little worried, Zhang Ziwei did not leave, but followed Su Rui into the room.

"There are less than two hours left, so hurry up and rest. ”

Lonely men and widows were in the same room, Su Rui didn't have any intention of flirting, this thing washed his face casually, and then folded the quilt and put it in the center of the bed, which looked like a partition wall.

"This is the 38th parallel, none of us are allowed to cross the line, and no one should think about taking advantage of the other party. ”

After Su Rui finished speaking, he fell asleep, and within a minute, he already made a slight snoring sound.

Looking at Su Rui's appearance, Zhang Ziwei couldn't help but feel a little funny, the nervous feeling in her heart had long been eliminated, after washing her face, she rubbed her tired eyes, and then folded her clothes on the other side of the quilt and lay down.

Zhang Ziwei didn't feel sleepy for a while, she simply propped her head and looked at Su Rui's side face, her bright eyes flashing in the night.

Two hours later, Luo Feiliang's call arrived on time.

As soon as the bell rang, Su Rui, who was asleep, immediately turned over and sat up, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, his face couldn't help but be a little solemn.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Ziwei also rubbed her eyes and asked in a daze.

"After Yan Zhengyong left, I'll send him off. ”

After Su Rui hung up the phone, he came to the faucet and washed his face a few times.

"What's wrong with Wanyan Zhengyong?" Zhang Ziwei also walked to the other faucet, she didn't realize that the two of them washed their faces side by side, just like two people who had lived together for a long time.

"I didn't take a plane or a train, Wanyan Zhengyong completely gave up the ten-year competition, and left Ninghai on foot with all the disciples of the Yuanwei Gang this afternoon!" When he learned the news, Su Rui's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise.

"Leave Ninghai on foot?" Zhang Ziwei was also surprised: "What does he want to do?"

"Maybe I want to train my subordinates and start the 25,000-mile long march again. For Wanyan Zhengyong's move, Su Rui also felt a little incredible: "If you don't make it, it is really possible for him to walk back to the three northern provinces directly from Ninghai." ”

Being able to make such a move shows that Wanyan Zhengyong is really disheartened.

At least, he had temporarily put the idea of capturing Ninghai behind him!

"I'll go with you. Zhang Ziwei said while wiping the water droplets on her face.

"I didn't wipe my face clean. Su Rui didn't answer Zhang Ziwei, but took a towel and gently wiped the other party's face.

Being treated like this by Su Rui, a strange feeling rose in Zhang Ziwei's heart.

However, Su Rui didn't react, and after washing Zhang Ziwei's face, he pulled her out the door.

............

On the border of Ninghai, there are mountains one after another, and there are two long figures, shuttling between the mountains on foot.

Although it seems that there are thousands of people, the scale is very large, but so many people did not make any chatting sound between the marches, and no one dared to break the silence, and the discipline was very strict.

At the front of the team, Wanyan Zhengyong, who was missing an arm, also walked silently, with a cold face and a hidden appearance between his temples.

Thinking back to him who came to Ninghai by boat before, looking at the blue waves and pointing out the country, how high-spirited he was, but now, before the battle was fought, he had already led his troops to evacuate, although this way of leaving seemed to be very backbone, but he was a loser no matter how he said it.

Wanyan Zhengyong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had already made up his mind to lead his subordinates from Ninghai back to the north!

This journey is not only a precipitation for himself, but also an experience for the entire gang!

The sword blade was sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold, and Ning Hai and his party made Wanyan Zhengyong, the so-called generation of male masters, realize that the gap between himself and those top forces was too big, and it was like a gap between the heavens!

Therefore, he decided to postpone the Yuanwei Gang's so-called hundred-year plan indefinitely, until—until the Yuanwei Gang really obtained the qualification to dominate Ninghai!

Giving up is not giving in, but for the sake of better possession!

This journey is at least 2,500 kilometers in a straight line alone!

If they travel 50 kilometers a day, it will take at least two months to complete this journey!

For two months, sleeping in the open air, wearing the stars and the moon, and walking the world! Wanyan Zhengyong wants to use his feet to measure this land he will eventually own!

Wan Yan Huazhong followed behind his father, looking at his back, silent.

Although his body bones are not bad, but after walking for most of the day, the soles of Wan Yanhuazhong's feet have already ground out blisters, but as the eldest young master, he has no complaints.

Wan Yan Huazhong clearly knows that the shame of the Yuanwei Gang has been deeply imprinted on everyone's hearts, and if they don't experience a large-scale venting, then this will be a shadow that will never linger in their hearts!

And this long march, for them, is the best tempering, honing their hearts and will!

Wanyan Huazhong firmly believes that after these thousands of kilometers of long march, no one will be able to stop the footsteps of the Yuanwei Gang! Within two years, the north will be unified! Five years later, Ninghai will be fought again!

Shame and courage!

This eldest young master of the Yuanwei Gang clearly knows that he will take over sooner or later, and sooner or later he will have to carry the century-old plan of the Yuanwei Gang on his shoulders, and all the brothers who have experienced the Long March together will be the strongest cornerstone and most valuable wealth for him to fight in the south and north in the future!

Looking at the time, Wanyan Zhengyong stopped.

Seeing this, Lao Tian turned his face and shouted: "Rest in place for an hour, and then continue on your way!"

It's the rhythm of getting ready for a sleepless night!

Hearing this, the people of the Yuanwei Gang who were in a state of distress did not complain, they sat down one after another, either to rest for a while with their backpacks, or to take out water and food, and to see the supplements of the stitches, during which no one broke the ban on speech.

Between the mountains and forests on a summer night, there are too many mosquitoes, and the people of Yuanwei Gang have no prior preparation for this situation, so they can only grit their teeth and endure the tingling sensation caused by mosquito bites, and there is a crackling sound between the mountains and forests from time to time - it is the sound of hitting mosquitoes.

Judging from the combat effectiveness and execution alone, the Yuanwei Gang is really several grades higher than all other gangs, even the four elite halls under Zhang Ziwei of the Qinglong Gang are inferior!

Wanyan Zhengyong took a bottle of mineral water, bit the lid with his mouth, and drank a few big sips.

Since losing an arm, he can't even open the cap with his right hand alone.

Looking at this scene, Wan Yan Huazhong's heart welled up with sadness, he still didn't know who took one of his father's arms, but this did not prevent him from being full of strong hatred for that person.

Lao Tian sighed softly, he had sighed more times in the past few days than in the previous decades combined.

"Helper, you can sleep for a while, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it if you go on like this. Tian Bingyi said dissuasively.

Wanyan Zhengyong shook his head, still looking up at the starry sky, his eyes squinted slightly, and he didn't know what he was feeling.

A few days ago, he was in high spirits, but now he looks like he is several years older, and anyone who sees it will feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

"Dad, you can't bear it if you go on like this. Wan Yan Huazhong couldn't look at it, and said dissuasively.

"It's a rare opportunity like this. Wanyan Zhengyong finally spoke: "I want to stay awake." ”

Being able to say such a thing means that the current Wanyan Zhengyong is already the same as before.

If he was as sharp and high-spirited as a sword out of the sheath before, now he is like a heavy sword after the precipitation of wind and rain - the heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful!

"In this life, it is rare to be confused and sober. Tian Bingyi patted Yan Huazhong on the shoulder and said, "That's it, since the helper wants to do this, let him go." ”

"But Uncle Tian ......," Yan Huazhong wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't talk yet, rest for a while, recover well, and have a long way to go tomorrow." After Tian Bingyi said a word to Yan Huazhong, he didn't care about him anymore, leaned on a stone and closed his eyes to recuperate.

In the next fifty or sixty days, what awaits the people of Yuanwei will be a road full of hardships.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain thousands of kilometers away, a man in a black night suit was standing proudly on the top of the tree, his toes only lightly stepping on the end of the treetops.

This scene looks extremely eerie, how can the thin branches of a tree withstand the weight of a grown man?

The thin branches shook slightly, but showed no signs of breaking.

This person held a telescope in his hand, taking in the situation of everyone in the Yuanwei Gang, and after observing it for a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is a hint of cruelty and bloodlust in this smile!

At the waist of this man, there is a samurai sword!

Throwing the telescope in his hand, the person swung lightly on the treetops, and a harrier rolled over and fell to the ground lightly, without making any sound at all!

And at this time, behind him, there were five hundred men in black who were dressed in the same clothes as him!

They stood quietly among the mountains and forests, and it seemed that even their breath was in the same rhythm as the breeze!

The man in black standing on the top of the tree glanced around, and then slowly pulled out his long knife!

His blade is pointing at the location of the Yuanwei Gang!

Five hundred samurai swords, unsheathed silently at the same time!

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