Yang Su died, the Yang Su who had left a lot of legends in the Far North died, and in such an aggrieved way.

But Dongluo knew that he was not dead, but only one of his souls.

Someday, they will see each other again, and then it will be my death.

Dongluo pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay! I'm waiting for that day." ”

He also wanted to be able to step out of the Shenzhou Continent one day and set foot on the vast world of Kyushu.

Dongluo walked slowly and calmly in front of Luo Le, the latter smiled, and the excitement in his eyes couldn't overflow, this is the person she has been putting on the tip of her heart!

It's strong enough to shelter one side!

Luo Leqiao smiled, "Corpse Jiao said, you are a person who can take root in the mud and sprout in the mud, and the clouds are light and light when you are brilliant, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." ”

Dongluo smiled, just like the afternoon outside Qintian's prison a few years ago.

There were high walls, white clouds, kites, and it was spring.

That was their first meeting.

Dongluo also knew that he was on the battlefield now, and it was very inappropriate to think about this, but he didn't know why, he suddenly remembered. Maybe it's because of the words of the corpse!

He is a man who can take root in the mud and splendor is light and breezy.

It turns out that before I know it, a few years have passed!

He's already an adult.

......

With Yang Su's death, the battlefield stopped.

Zhang Baigui collected his troops and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Under the city, the blood soaked the land and gradually dried up, only a dark brown stall reminded the vultures falling from the sky how shocking this place used to be, and I couldn't bear to look at it directly.

But war is like that, life and death are uncertain.

The battlefield is like this, life is impermanent.

It stands to reason that Zhang Baigui is a handsome man, and he should have been able to do it a long time ago, no matter how many people died, he could deal with it calmly, but he was still a teenager after all, a teenager as old as Dongluo, just twenty-two years old. I have been dealing with the daunting words of death and parting every day.

Zhang Baigui stood on the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder cleared and said softly, "Actually, I don't like war very much. ”

Dongluo silently, "No one likes it." ”

Yes, who would love war, who would watch people who were talking and laughing one moment ago, and the next moment they fell in a pool of blood, with many unfinished obsessions, and their eyes were blank.

In fact, when Chen Baxian was still alive, Dongluo and Zhang Baigui went to the battlefield together, Zhang Baigui once bluntly said, "He doesn't like to make friends more than he doesn't like war, especially friends who have died on the battlefield, because this world is full of too much powerlessness and helplessness." ”

At that time, they were sitting on a desolate battlefield, and there were not many people who died, but in their eyes, it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, poisonous insects and beasts, but they could not avoid it.

Dongluo patted him on the shoulder, and sat with him on that battlefield for a day, talking a lot.

Among them, Dongluo remembers the sentence most clearly, that is, Zhang Baigui wants to use war to end the war.

Dongluo didn't know why he suddenly remembered that day, and a question suddenly blurted out, "What is war?"

What is war?

Is it death, is it blood, is it silence, is it parting, is it violence, is it murder?

In his mind, war can be anything, but it can't be power, power built with other people's lives.

Dongluo regretted it after asking this question, he was afraid that Jang Baekyu would give him this answer. He was afraid that Zhang Baigui would say that war was the only way to control power, but he had never been greedy for power, and he never thought of provoking war.

If he could, he would still only be willing to be a small shopkeeper selling wine in a tavern, and it would be enough to eat and drink without worry, and it would be better if he could marry a wife and have children one day.

If not, it's okay to die alone.

But the world is impermanent, and fate pushed him step by step to his current position.

After all, his heart was still a little apprehensive.

A person who just wanted to live an ordinary life at the beginning.

How...... It's so far from the ordinary!

He really couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Baigui said lightly: "What is war? War is a responsibility, a protection, and a responsibility. ”

Responsibility, Protection, Responsibility?

Dongluo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Zhang Baigui would say that war was a means to gain power, so he would feel a little embarrassed, but Zhang Baigui did not say it.

Zhang Baigui said: "This war is your protection of the Han Kingdom, your responsibility as the emperor of the world, and your responsibility. He can have anything to do with anything, but not with power, don't think about it. I know that you never wanted to control power when you destroyed the Lingyun Sect and the Yang Kingdom, and I can see from your eyes that you are not half greedy for power. ”

This emperor in the world, some of them are unparalleled, some are reckless, and some are tyrannical......

He didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't think about it.

Zhang Baigui continued: "You said that this Han Kingdom is a pot, you are just a pot watcher, and now someone else comes to your pot to fish for rice and eat, if you don't beat him to death and subdue him, will you still give up your pot?"

"You can not like war with me, but you should also be like me and not afraid of war, every time you start a war, you ask yourself, what is the purpose of your doing? Do you want to conquer cities and show your authority, or do you want to protect the world and the mountains and rivers are safe? If it is the latter, the people of the entire Han Kingdom will stand by your side, and they will be your strongest backing. ”

Zhang Baigui pointed to Daye City and said in high spirits: "Let this Daye City witness your immortal cause!"

In fact, Dongluo's heart Zhang Baigui has always understood, at the beginning, Dongluo just wanted to survive, even if he still spent this life in an ordinary posture in the end, for this reason, he even let go of hatred.

But in the end, the sky has eyes, he survived, and he can destroy his enemies step by step, but at this time, or today, he saw with his own eyes that batches of lives were like leeks, under the wielding of the scythe of death, they fell one after another, dead and silent.

He hesitated, he was apprehensive, he felt as if he was paving his revenge with someone else's life, which he would never tolerate.

"I also heard from the corpse Jiao, you are a person who can take root and sprout in the mud, and the brilliance is light and light. Zhang Baigui said slowly: "He is right, not all right, yes is literally right, and the mistake is that you have always been in the mud, but you are also light, even if you are now the lord of a country, your subconscious, also warns you that you have always been an ordinary person." And the most commendable thing is that you believe in it, even today, you have not changed your ordinary original intention. ”

The corners of Dongluo's eyes are slightly sour, I've always been an ordinary person, it's good.

"Your hesitation and apprehension are not because of the war, but because you don't understand why a person who couldn't even touch the threshold of cultivation at the beginning has now wiped out a major cultivator of the Empty Bright Realm. ”

"You're swelling, and this swelling makes you uneasy. ”

The night under Daye City is sultry, and the galaxy in the distance is bright, Zhang Baigui said slowly: "What is war? It is your hope to protect this galaxy." As long as you keep your original intention, in the end, even if you are full of bones behind you, you are still a person. ”

What does it mean to still be an individual?

Dongluo didn't ask again, today's Zhang Baigui was a little unusual, and his eyes were a little too deep to look at.

On weekdays, he laughs and scolds, is cynical, and unusual.

If it weren't for Dongluo's incomparability to be sure that the person in front of him was Zhang Baigui, he would have been a little suspicious that these words would have come from Xue Nianci's mouth tonight.

Dongluo said truthfully: "I haven't seen war, but I'm not used to bloodshed." ”

Zhang Baigui said with a smile: "Since ancient times, emperors have been so kind, not only have you dragged them back, but your pants and forks are about to be dragged down by you!"

Lack of affection, that is the symbol of the emperor.

Boy, you're a little outdated!

No matter how dark Dongluo's face is, it can't be as dark as the night, and it's even darker than Zhang Baigui.

Because, his face is the blackest.

He suddenly regretted proposing that Zhang Baigui come to this battlefield and walk, isn't this just to make himself unhappy?

What is war!

It doesn't matter what he is, anyway, if my 200,000 troops of the Han Kingdom don't conquer Daye City for a day, they won't retreat for a day.

Although he was a little hesitant, he was more determined.

Yang Guo is a hostile force, Yang Sui Ye is an enemy, and he will be the one who will put him to death, so he will naturally not let the tiger return to the mountain.

Dongluo pulled Zhang Baigui over and put his hand on his shoulder, "Let this great city witness our achievements for thousands of years!"

Dongluo's restless heart was much less restless, and slowly returned to peace.

He felt that he was a bit of a bull, and he was not a family at war, and there were immortals.

Going to war, that's their choice, whether they can survive or not, that's their luck.

There is no contradiction between the two, their death, in the eyes of Dongluo, may be a stupid act of revenge for him, but in fact, their death is a personal choice for them after all.

Since they have chosen to go to war, they are ready to die, not for anyone, but for themselves.

The appearance of Winterfall is just a coincidence.

After all, what else is important in this world?

So, he made up his mind that he would never go to the battlefield again.

Otherwise, he will have a sense of powerlessness in his heart, a sense of powerlessness for the passage of fresh lives before his eyes.

And they, after all, are using their lives to carefully help him push the monstrous power.

And as more people die, the more power he becomes.

This is a place where he doesn't want too much contact, he doesn't want to touch power.

Dongluo turned around and went to the camp of the Han Kingdom, war is protection, responsibility, and responsibility, and that's enough.

This time, it's worth it.