Lin Hao, who was unconscious, was like duckweed, not knowing where it would fall. At this time, the sky had already swept away the darkness just now, and the ghosts were still there, but there were only a few tigers and wolves left in the air, and they saw that Lin Hao had no power to fight back at this time, and they didn't care about morality or immorality, they were afraid of worrying about changes, so they immediately shot together and went straight to Lin Hao. To fulfill the unfinished wish of the Eastern Emperor Renqiu.

But Li Xiaoyao couldn't let them get their way. The figure had long since flickered and disappeared in place. When everyone's sword light and sword shadow were about to submerge Lin Hao, a white dress stood proudly, directly catching Lin Hao in the air, and immediately swung a sword, the sword fell into a storm, and everyone avoided it.

Then more than a dozen strong men rose to the sky, surrounding the remaining subordinates of the Eastern Emperor Renqiu. Long Yue and the others were shocked, although they had already expected that they would die today, they thought they would die in the mouth of thousands of ghosts, but they didn't expect to die at the hands of Li Xiaoyao. Long Yue immediately said, "Come on, even if you die here today, you have to pull a few into the water and pad your back." ”

At this time, a huge purple figure suddenly burst out of the air, and it was the Purple Winged Lion King, and on his back was a young man in red carrying a long piano.

The red-clothed young man Qian Jue said, "None of you can take it away today, only one death." ”

He was right, with his heaven-level spiritual power cultivation, although his strength was not as good as that of Tongtian Realm, his spiritual power interference could distract people for a short time, and he could create opportunities for his teammates to escape and dodge. Therefore, with him here, it can be said that the last struggle of the Long Yue people has come to naught.

Having said that, how could Long Yue and the others sit still and wait to die? He immediately said, "Try it to make you understand how much determination and potential people will have when they are struggling to the death!"

The red-clothed young man Qian Jue said, "It's all a dead end, so let you make the last fearless struggle!"

As soon as the words fell, Long Yue bore the brunt and went straight to the young man in red, "The smell of milk has not dried up, and you dare to make noise here, then the general will kill you first, a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

The spiritual power in his hand flowed, like a long river, and went straight to Qianjue. Faced with the killing intent of this peak of the sky, the red-clothed young man Qian Jue did not panic at all, only to see that he was calm and relaxed, and looked at Long Yue who killed like the wind lightly. It's not that the young man in red has much ability to fight against Long Yue at the peak of the Tongtian Realm, and of course it is far from enough to deal with Long Yue with the spiritual power of his heaven-level cultivation, the reason why he has no fear is because the powerhouses at the peak of Tongtian on their side will naturally protect him.

Li Xiaoyao handed over the dying Lin Hao to Zhou Kang, and then shot into the sky, leaving a sentence, "Senior nephew Yuanxi, these hands are also stained with a lot of your master's blood, if you have any anger and sadness, just vent it!"

When Xiao Yuanxi heard this, he had always disliked strife and fighting, his eyes were red at this time, and he looked pitiful, he was very angry, his dearest person in the world was killed, how could he be indifferent?

The sun has already set in the west, but unfortunately the only remaining moment of afterglow and red glow is also fleeting, and the dark night spreads across the sky like a tide, drowning the Huangsha Gudu, only a clear moon shines on this desolate Huangsha Gudu, like a dead soul in the sand. But the battle in the sky did not end with the arrival of night, and the battle was still in full swing and in full swing.

The qi machine was frantically agitating, Long Yue, Jiang Shanhe and the others were surrounded to death, no matter which direction they broke through or killed in that direction, there was no result at all, with Li Xiaoyao's joining, they finally returned to Jiuquan, but their souls returned to Jiuquan. Due to the interference of the spiritual power of the red-clothed boy Qianjue, none of them were replaced, and there was no one on their backs, even if it was their lifeless joint blow, it only caused one person to be injured.

This battle is always over, starting with the horse bandit gang in Huangsha Gudu, and it also ends here, after all, there is a beginning and an end. Unfortunately, the wind blew more desolate this night, and the moonlight was even colder. How many dead bones were killed and wounded in this battle, and how many heroic souls were buried in this yellow sand? Li Xiaoyao's group of tigers and wolves did not move a single bit, where did they come from, and where did they go back, facing this bleak moonlight, they embarked on the way home, and also embarked on the journey, because there was still this army in front of them that was fighting with them.

The people are gone, the blood is still in the wind, the smell is strong, the halberd sinks into the sand, the broken arm is in ruins, the original horse bandit gang no longer exists, and the person who established the horse bandit gang is also a non-existent, buried in the yellow sand, and died, this is war, so cruel that you doubt life. Even if the cultivation is so advanced that Gu Zongtang has to stain the yellow sand with blood, but the sword of the man in linen and coarse cloth "green water and green mountains have no color", but it is deeply engraved in the tearful eyes of a certain young man, and the demeanor of that sword, the heaven and the earth change color, and he remembers it vividly. The same brother died tragically, how could he forget, life and death were inseparable in the past, but now they are separated by yin and yang.

This man, dead is dead, maybe once brilliant, or once nameless, but those things disappear the moment a person dies. After a person dies, it may be remembered because he once had a memory with someone who is alive, and sometimes it comes to people's minds. But it may also become a legend, a topic of conversation for people after dinner. But there are people, but there is no such treatment, dead is dead, the sky is still clear, the sun is shining, the spring breeze is warm, everything in the world has nothing to do with it, no one remembers, as if they have never come to this world. It didn't come vigorously, and it was silent when it left.

Li Xiaoyao's side has already ended, and they have all won a big victory, basically not a single soldier has been lost, but the departure of Gu Zongtang, who was dressed in linen and coarse cloth, made Li Xiaoyao also grief. Huang Guangliu, the king of the north, was killed by the Western Emperor Longteng and did not leave a piece of armor, and he did not lose the wind and bones in the back, and died in the Tianlong Mountain Range. The 10,000 ghosts who fought in that battle and did not lose to Huangsha Gudu devoured 500,000 armor soldiers, all of them were extremely bloody, with corpses all over the field, bleeding thousands of miles, and supporting millions of corpses.

Now, the two major forces are facing each other from afar, Li Xiaoyao occupies the southeast two areas of Qingshan Wuyin, and after the Western Emperor Longteng defeated the Northern King Huang Guangliu, he unified the northwest of Qingshan Wuyin. A situation of competition between the two powerhouses was formed, but relatively speaking, Li Xiaoyao did not lose a single soldier on his side, and his strength basically remained the same, while the Western Emperor Longteng was after a battle with Huang Guangliu, the king of the North, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and he did not dare to make any big moves, but how could Li Xiaoyao give up this great opportunity? Take advantage of your illness and kill you!

A few days after returning to Xiaoyao City, he rectified it, personally led the troops to the west, pointed at the Xijing City, and wanted to cut off the hand of the Western Emperor Longteng and dominate the world. But after the deed, it was not him Li Xiaoyao who ascended the throne and became the emperor, although his life was considered a last resort, he could be regarded as a national warrior, but he had no intention of being the emperor, he only liked to be free, lying in the clouds, singing and drinking, and having a good life. Ruling the world and ascending the throne as emperor is naturally the red-clothed young man Qianjue who has the world in mind.

Half a month passed, and Lin Hao was also in a coma for more than half a month. He didn't go to the west, and it didn't matter, after Lin Hao recovered from his illness, he couldn't see the joy and sorrow, but he became taciturn, smiling more than Qinghe, as if he had become the next He foot trouble. And after He Zuyu got out of the customs, he heard the news of his brother's death, he didn't say a word, turned around and entered his own door, closed the door, and did not participate in the Western Expedition. In this regard, Li Xiaoyao is not reluctant, although He Zujian is his disciple, he has no right to control his actions and freedom, and he is free to stay and stay, anyway, the vitality of the Western Emperor is greatly damaged, and he can't turn over any storms, one more Tongtian Realm powerhouse or one less, it will not affect him to kill the emperor in Pingxi and dominate the world.

On Fuji Mountain, the green cloud stone road still surrounds the mountain, and the spring breeze is still green and pine, but the vegetable garden in front of the thatched house has no vitality of the day, and it has died a lot, and it is green and yellow. And Xiao Yuanxi, who had red lips and white teeth, sat in front of the door in a daze all day long, sometimes asking in the wind, "What is the Tao? Is there really anyone in the world who is beyond the red dust? Is the ruthless Tao affectionate, is it because I have met too few people that I think I am outside the red dust?"

Since Lin Hao woke up, except for eating and sleeping, the rest of the time has been spent on cultivation. He was extremely frightened in his heart, afraid that he would be powerless in the face of a powerful enemy, and that he would be helpless in the face of his relatives, lovers and brothers who would die. At this time, he only had one thought, that is, to become stronger, otherwise how to rescue his parents in the future, let alone go to the Western Regions to find his beloved woman.

All feelings are not wishful thinking can last forever, there are too many factors that affect love in this world, and some, even if you love the world, you can't compete with the helplessness of some things in the world, and there are really too many things that make you powerless. Therefore, when your strength can't protect what you want, what you can do is not to be compassionate, not to do stupid things to win the sympathy of others, what you have to do is to strengthen yourself and continue to work hard, because only in this way can you be qualified and strength to do what you want to do in this rapidly changing, jungle world.

After the battle, the boy grew up again, and he was dressed in black, and became much more indifferent. is still as happy as ever, but now the wine is no longer as bold as it was at the beginning, as if he has passed the age of directing the country and being a scholar, and he is no longer young and frivolous, only the will to become stronger as a rock, like an old pine. Now he drinks, as if he is drinking the past of his purpose, always sentimental.

Of course, he can't do anything, only to revisit the old place, a glass of turbid wine sprinkled into the yellow sand, in a cup of belly, respect this heroic soul, can't wait for the sound of pushing the cup under the nine springs, the night wind is getting tighter, he disappeared into the night, and he didn't see the young man.