Xiao Chengming was protected by the soldiers, unscathed, and sighed with some pity: "The dignified North Flying Fish fell to this fate, pitiful." That's it, giving you a stab to the adults, it can be regarded as the last mercy of my Xiao family. ”

Immediately, Xiao Cheng made a look, and a soldier stepped forward and raised the knife in his hand.

The cold light is overwhelming, and the killing machine is instantaneous, like stepping on an ant.

However, there was a sharp sound of gold and iron colliding, and the next moment it was not Xin Qi's head that fell to the ground, but the head of the soldier who raised the sword.

When the wind comes, the hero comes. A man appeared in the field, dressed in black and holding a dagger, as if he was also a night owl.

But he didn't cover his face, revealing his original, very ordinary face.

At this moment, that face protected Xin Qi behind him, and to everyone in the Xiao family, he undisguised his bloodthirsty killing intent.

"Are you ......" Xin Qi hesitated slightly, his face seemed to have seen, but he was not very familiar.

"It's a night owl again...... Wait, good hand, who are you?" Xiao Chengming felt a stirring in his heart and ordered everyone to be under martial law.

That night owl seemed to have heard a big joke, raised his eyebrows mockingly, looked at the Xiao family soldiers, daggers waiting to drink blood-

"Qiannan embroidered spring, shadow eight. ”

Xin Qi's heart moved. It turned out that the person who came was a shadow guard who was loyal to Xin Yi not long ago, who used to be with the Lu family, and later returned to the Central Plains, and was in Jinyi Wei for a period of time as Nanxiuchun.

"Before, Nan Xiuchun?" Xiao Chengming played with these words and shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, "The current Beifeiyu is almost running out of oil. Why, an predecessor's Nan Xiuchun still came to die?"

"This is my Xiao family matter. You don't have to give your life in vain. Xin Qi also persuaded in a low voice, reaching out to pull Shadow Eight.

However, the latter avoided Xin Qi's dissuasion, showed the ordinary dagger, and walked towards the Xiao family step by step, crying at Huangquan with every step, and attracting powerful ghosts with every step.

Even if it is the predecessor, it is the person who once sealed the king in the dark.

Nan Xiuchun's anger did not dim in the slightest, and it was climbing inch by inch from him, reaching a terrifying peak, locking all the Xiao family members in the field.

Xiao Chengming clenched the sword in his hand uncomfortably: "Even if it is Nan Xiuchun, with just one own strength, he dares to go against my Lanling Xiao......"

"Lanling Xiao?" Ying Ba suddenly chuckled, interrupting Xiao Chengming, the laughter was mocking, and a slightly cool arrogance, he continued to approach the Xiao family, smiling and sighing.

"The world now only talks about the Wei family, I'm afraid I have forgotten the glory of the five surnames and seven hopes. Five surnames have to follow, but the world has changed hands, one surname has to be loyal, and you can be crowned the king and worship the prime minister, even this nursery rhyme on the streets and alleys, not many people remember it. ”

"The vicissitudes of life, to put it so remarkably, but it's only a matter of three years, and this world has changed. The chess game of power comes and goes, you sing and I appear, the car changes like a wheel, and the smoke and clouds disperse. ”

"The world only knows the rulers in front of them, only flatters the winners, loses the old and the old are buried by time, and they will soon be forgotten, and there will be no scum left, as if they never appeared. ”

"Yes, you forgot too quickly. When the page is turned, the history is yellow, and the dry bones under the yellow sand are not stiff, you begin to sing and dance, and kneel at the feet of the new king to wish a thousand years old, all of them are forgetful. ”

Shadow Eight's smile was ethereal, as if he had come from the end of time, and it was only a few years ago that he had brought history, but it sounded like a matter of the previous life.

The world is short-sighted, only knows the current dynasty, the past and yesterday's dreams, and the tears of the crying people have not dried, and they have forgotten the bone mound of the year.

The winners are remembered, the losers are forgotten, and the vicissitudes of life are just a moment, all like a Nanke dream.

……

The yellow sorghum is ripe, and when I wake up, I have changed the world.

The deceased is not yesterday, and when he returns, no one knows.

……

The Xiao family was stunned for a moment. Regardless of their position, they also felt a bitter sadness, about time, about forgetting, about the white horse passing through the gap like a dream.

They are none other than the next Lu.

The loser, forgotten, meritorious, buried, a burst of yellow sand, no one remembers the heroes of the year, only in the childish laughter.

The crazy obsession in Xiao Chengming's eyes burned like fire, and he shouted loudly: "So my Xiao family has fought everything, I want a name! A name that will be immortal in history! I want future generations to forget, the history of my Lanling Xiao." Even if I want to make a big bet, I, Xiao Chengming, will die like a hungry!"

All you want is your name.

Or rather, don't forget.

Wins and losses change, the world has changed, and it will not be buried by history, don't forget.

Ying Ba looked at Xiao Chengming, who was covered in fire, and sighed silently: "In this way, you and I have nothing to say." Let's do it. You have no retreat, and I have no regrets. I just want to tell the world one last time. ”

Ying Ba paused, and looked at the ten sides of the sky, eight hundred miles of Qinchuan is magnificent, and the mountains and rivers are delicate, but they are no match for the ruthlessness of the years, and people in the world are easy to forget people.

"In this world, I can still remember the general who guarded the frontier for forty years and did not teach Huma to invade my rivers and mountains by an inch, and it is estimated that there is only one person. Fortunately, along with my last one, I will also be buried by history. ”

History rolls by, and it's all in jokes.

Even I, the last person I will never forget, will become history together.

Ying Ba raised the dagger, there was no more nostalgia in his eyes, and he finally looked at Xin Qi: "Beifeiyu, you don't have to mix." Miss Xin needs you, you have to survive well, Miss Xin misses you. ”

Xin Qi was stunned. Subconsciously refuse. But he felt that the back collar was vigorously lifted, and then his body flew out like an arrow from the string.

He is already a remnant of the wind and candles, where can he resist at all.

I watched myself fly towards the cliff, and then fell down the deep ravine shrouded in white mist, and finally I could see Ying Bayi smile "Let's go, don't send it", and in an instant, the man rushed towards the Xiao family's army.

……

Half an hour later, the place was silent, the smell of blood was sickening, and the crows hissed and swirled overhead, and the eyes were flooded with blood and headless bones.

Among them, there is Shadow Eight.

He fell to the ground, no longer breathless, and the smile was still on his face, not stiff.

The last smile is like a relief, as clean as the blue sky above his head, and it has not changed over time.

The world has forgotten the pain that I remember alone, and finally ended as a owl.

The years are like a river, and the pain of the old people being ghosts and I living alone is finally over, just like you.

……

So let me go with you and turn it into history.

……

The winner was the Xiao family, relying on the absolute number of people to crush it, and in the end there were more than a dozen people left, Xiao Chengming was well protected and did not suffer any major injuries.

However, he squatted down himself, closed his eyes for Kagehachi, and smiled with relief: "It's all over." Xin Yi's side should not have survived, and her death will be meaningless. My Xiao family finally protected the royal road of King Yue, helped our loyal king, and climbed the power of rivers and mountains. My king will definitely be furious and will not let us go, Mrs. Xin is also a famous hero, and the old man is admired, but for the sake of my king, we must replace him and get rid of dirty blood. Just wait for the coming day, my king will come to the world, chase and shelter my Xiao family, and I will be able to become the immortal name of my Xiao family, support one of the first-class meritorious achievements, and future generations will not forget the history of the history. ”

Xiao Chengming raised his sword and put it across his neck, his face glowing with brilliant brilliance: "For this, sacrifice your life and faith." ”