Facing the powerful pressure imposed on him by Merlin, Nie Chen struggled to straighten up, and suddenly a bean-sized sweat dripped down, dripping into the soil under his feet, and a pair of stubborn eyes stared fiercely at the old man in front of him who had cultivated enough to enter the realm of the Yuan King. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sound of bones rubbing against the bones in ...... body came out clearly, and the listeners were terrified, but Nie Chen still held his head high, and the expression on his face was calm and firm.

"Master Merlin's men have mercy!"

Nie Tianya took a step forward and bowed deeply.

Hearing Nie Tianya's plea, Merlin squinted at Nie Chen, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of his friendship with Nie Tianya, the anger on Merlin's face gradually dissipated a little, and then he snorted coldly, put away his Yuan Force, and the huge coercion on Nie Chen's body suddenly disappeared invisibly.

"Whew, Whew......"

Panting heavily, Nie Chen's eyes were still staring at Merlin, his chest constantly rising and falling.

"What? are you still not convinced?"

Seeing the anger on Nie Chen's face, Merlin unconsciously said angrily again.

"Chen'er, apologize to Master Merlin!"

Nie Tianya opened his mouth nervously to persuade, and the concern in his heart was overflowing.

"There's no need to apologize? he's just bullying. ”

A delicate and pleasant voice came into everyone's ears, and Nie Ling'er stepped forward to stand beside Nie Chen, stretched out her hand to hold the latter's arm, and her tone was cold and indifferent.

Hearing Nie Ling'er's words, Nie Tianya was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, thinking that these two little ancestors must have had some adventures in three years, and the temperament of the two people has undergone earth-shaking changes, but this character is also outrageous, but the one standing opposite is the strong man of the Yuan King, this kind of unborn master does not put you in the eyes of a small Northern Liang Kingdom at all, to put it bluntly, even if someone takes action to abolish your cultivation, with the power behind him, absolutely no one dares to say anything!

When he was worried, he heard Merlin snort angrily, and a huge Yuan Force coercion descended again.

"Hmph, do you want to come again?" Nie Ling'er had a hint of contempt on her face, and her autumn-like eyes squinted slightly at Merlin.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Merlin's Yuan Force coercion came into contact with Nie Ling'er's breath, he was violently dispersed by a powerful force that he didn't know where it came from, and Merlin took a step back in embarrassment before he narrowly stabilized his body.

At this moment, Merlin glanced at the colorful flower mark on Nie Ling'er's forehead, and suddenly a sense of crisis that made him tremble instantly spread all over his body, as if as long as he stayed for a while, his life would be wiped out by this mark.

Merlin seemed to remember something, and suddenly showed a frightened look, and then picked up Zheng Xiaolong on the ground, and disappeared into the sky after a few dodges, leaving only a voice that was gradually moving away: "Nie Tianya, the old man will give you a face today, I hope you will behave yourself......"

When everyone present saw Merlin leaving, they all said that this old man was reading on Nie Tianya's face and letting go of Nie Chen's brothers and sisters, so they breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere immediately eased a lot.

And only Nie Ling'er glanced contemptuously at the sky where Merlin had disappeared from the corner of her eye, and then still cast a pair of bright eyes on Nie Chen.

Looking at the Zheng ** team on the battlefield again, it was already dead, unbearable to fight, the smoke had dissipated, only in the corner there were still some sporadic flames beating unremittingly, and occasionally seriously injured soldiers slowly crawled out of the corpses, muttering in their mouths I don't know what they were muttering.

Nie Hongyu stood in the middle of the dragon, holding the wound in his abdomen with one hand, and stroking the sword in his hand with the other, his brows furrowed, and he didn't say a word...... It wasn't until he was silent for a long time that he ordered Qiu Huang: "Withdraw the army!"

So this command was passed down over and over again, but the six million soldiers of Beiliang did not withdraw immediately, but divided into a large group of people into the battlefield just now and began to search for the bodies of their comrades.

At the same time, Zheng Guo's army also replaced their spears with shovels, and walked into the same area in an endless stream, the corpses of the soldiers of the two countries had already covered the land, and some of the corpses were tightly entangled, it can be said that you have me, I have you.

The enemies who were still fighting each other just now are going their own way, passing by but silently, only making a "clatter" sound when digging the grave.

For a long time, the battlefield, which was still full of corpses, gradually turned into a huge cemetery covered with countless dirt bags.

Then, the army of Beiliang was changed from the front to the rear team, and the rear team was changed to the front team, and began to slowly pull out, and the people in front could still march in an orderly manner, while the soldiers walking behind were already in tattered armor and exhausted after experiencing a big battle just now, with gloomy and stunned eyes in their eyes, and left with three turns in one step.

After the army of Northern Liang withdrew, Zheng Guo's army also slowly moved towards the south, and gradually disappeared from this vast wilderness......

The sun is setting, the autumn wind is bleak, but the war-torn North Beam side of the Saihemu City is even more desolate.

Nie Chen stood on top of the city pass of Hemu City, and when he turned around, he just saw the blood-red sunset on the horizon was sinking in the west, and under the sunset, houses were quietly arranged in the huge city pass......

"Smack!"

Nalan Rongruo, who was drafting the holy decree for Nie Hongyu, shook his hand violently, and the brush made of wolf hair fell to the ground, but he didn't bother to look at the pen on the ground, but looked at Nie Chen with a thick and incredible look, and then took out a pen again, carefully recorded the poems read by Nie Chen, and then lowered his head and read it countless times:

“……

The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains,

The long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city,

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away,

Yan Ran has no plan,

Qiang tube is full of frost,

People don't sleep,

The general's white-haired husband ...... tears"

It was night, and it was still as dark as water, but from Hemu City overlooking the Huachuan wilderness, I saw countless vultures hovering in the air, and then landed on the ground in black pressure, looking for the stumps of ** from the soil.

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

Outside the city, there was a constant wolf howl, a pair of green eyes flashed with a faint light, there was no moon in the sky, only the stars and the cold wind, there were tears, slipping from the corners of the eyes of countless soldiers, as if homesick, some people sang the song of hometown.

"Daddy, where are you?"

Nie Chen muttered silently.