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The general in the illusion turned his back to the tent and walked in the direction of the battlefield, his steps were slow, but every step was so unshakable, little by little, towards the place of honor that belonged to him, and perhaps the end of his life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But he is not afraid, as a soldier, this day will come sooner or later, he is just doing what he has to do, but he does not want to have regrets. Burdened with a responsibility like a mountain, the soles of his feet stepped down, as if stepping on the hearts of Su Huachen and Meng Nanxun.

"Knock, knock, knock。。。。。。"

"Huh~~" The wind continued to blow, making the sky gray, and the camp tent that gradually blurred behind the generals seemed to be a sand castle, which was scattered into yellow sand again after another strong wind, rolling towards the sky. In the world, he was finally the only one left.

Closer, he was closer to the barrier in front of Su Huachen and Meng Nanxun, like the shadow after the shadow play, about to tear the barrier and walk out. In the eyes of the two of them, the man's face became clearer and clearer, and even the marks left on his cheeks by the years of conquest were also clear at a glance, until the face was about to be covered with the outline of the light curtain.

At this time, he stopped, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and seemed to listen attentively to the sounds of the battlefield, and then let out a long sigh.

"Alas。。。。。。"

This sigh was more vicissitudes and heavier than any sigh the two had heard before, but there was no sense of powerlessness. Suddenly, the light screen constructed by blood qi dimmed, and in a few flickers, the image ceased to exist, and dispersed into a dark red blood mist again, swirling, curling on the ground, burrowing into Su Huachen's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and returning to his body again.

At this moment, Su Huachen also felt the invasion of blood and qi again, and finally couldn't hold on, gradually lost consciousness, and completely fell. But his head, after it hung down, was not silent for long, and then it was raised again, and at the same time, the tired eyes also opened again, but after opening it again, the same pair of eyes were no longer the Su Huachen who had reached a dead end.

It turns out that the thing used to describe the word "profound" is never the eye, but the eye.

Even if it is the same pair of eyes, the temperament will change with the eyes.

Now, the word can be used to describe these eyes. Inside, there is the calm of a deep pool, and the distance of the universe. The person in front of him, at this moment. is no longer Su Huachen, this point, Meng Nanxun can understand best. That person finally came out of the illusion.

"This is ... Where? ”

It was the first thing he said, and even his tone was full of doubts. It is true that no matter how calm a person is, when he first arrives in a completely unfamiliar place, he must not be very calm. Meng Nanxun listened to his words and secretly smiled, she decided to take advantage of this.

"General Hui, this is the junction of Xichuan, Mangdi and Qindi."

The man looked at her and asked the next question, "What year is it?" ”

"976 years in the Guanghan calendar."

Meng Nanxun told these questions truthfully, and did not lie to the other party, because there was no need.

In the melancholy interval of the man, Meng Nanxun received: "General, now that the world is peaceful, there is no need to fight again, and the general is welcome to return to the field." Meng Nanxun was very respectful, clenching his fists and bowing his head, just to paralyze the other party.

Everything seemed to be developing according to Meng Nanxun's thoughts, until a sigh sounded in her ears again.

"Alas。。。。。"

It's just that there is no longer helplessness and loss in this sigh, but killing intent and mockery, so that Meng Nanxun, who heard it, was full of excitement, and subconsciously jumped backwards.

"Whew!" A flash of sword light flashed in front of her eyes, and then a strand of black fell, which was part of her hair.

She looked up tremblingly, just as she met his words.

"In this world, it will not be peaceful."

Although she was full of fear in her heart, she agreed with this sentence. Now that things have come to this point, there is no need to hide it. Meng Nanxun decided to strike first this time.

Of course, it wasn't her own hands, but the white shadow, endlessly changing, stretching out several tentacles and wrapping around each other. The tentacles shook rapidly, bringing with them the sound of breaking wind.

As the white sky rolled towards him, the general remained motionless and faced this scene with an unchanged expression. All the blood qi, most of it entered Su Huachen's body, and only a small part still lingered around him, which was also tightly attached to his body, not as divergent as before.

These flesh and blood now belong entirely to "Him", like the command of the arm. Suddenly, they were once again controlled to climb aboard the swords. After the tentacles sealed his front and back, left and right retreats, he had to do it!

Those tentacles are not only fast, but also numerous, and they are also as hard as iron, which is very tricky. He took a long breath and looked down at his current body.

"This brother, I want to borrow your body for the time being." After speaking, he clenched the sword in his hand, just as many years ago, he clutched the military order tightly.

No more nonsense, he moved, and did not sit still, he took the initiative to rush to the side, facing a bunch of white tentacles, no matter who saw it, he would feel his scalp tingle.

"Click!" He stomped on his hind feet and rushed out like an arrow, his eyes still as calm as water, and there was no fear. "Dangdang!" He collided with the white tentacles, making a loud noise.

The general held his sword in front of him, and after a quick flash, he raised his sword and slashed them with a brush. He didn't stop, but continued to move forward, aiming for Meng Nanxun.

The remaining tentacles finally reacted and chased after him, trying to crucify him to the ground. He boosted his speed to the extreme, and in the white sky, he could hardly tell where the enemy was, but he was smart and always carried a tentacle forward.

His speed couldn't be faster, and most of the tentacles couldn't even touch him, so they passed by him. But it felt as if his movements had become extremely slow, and in his world, I don't know how many swords had been swung in just a few breaths, and some tentacles were whistling close to his skull, trying to penetrate him.

He clearly saw that the tip of the tentacle slashed across the sword he held, and the sound was like a clash of gold and iron, full of texture, and the sparks that collided burst out in front of his eyes, jumping between his fluttering hair. But he closed his eyes and listened only with his ears.

Years of battlefield fighting have made his perception very keen, and for him now, his eyes just seem a little redundant. Like a scarlet thunderbolt, or like an electric current moving along a wire, he didn't lose his direction, in fact, in just a few blinks, he had already reached the front of Meng Nanxun.

Meng Nanxun was already very desperate, but the result was still beyond his expectations, the other party was too fast. When he reacted, the white shield in front of him had been cut open by a clear light. The sword, which emitted a faint red light, carried the will of a soldier, and stabbed her in the chest without hesitation.

The white shadow split in half, and at this time, it quickly protected and wrapped Meng Nanxun, like wrapping a zongzi.

And behind the zongzi, a sword tip is exposed, dripping with blood.

The white substance then disintegrated, leaving only a faint phantom, lingering around, like the souls of people, listening carefully, as if you could still hear their moans.

The white shadow dispersed, revealing the dream of Nanxun inside.

She had been pierced by the sword, and now she was grasping the blade with both hands, blood dripping from her mouth.

"Bang!" With a thud, she collapsed, lying on her side on the ground, along with the sword. The general had already let go of his hand holding the sword and let it fall with Meng Nanxun.

He's just starting to try to string together all this happening.

Isn't it too fast? This made him feel a little dazed, from being summoned by himself, to attacking Meng Nanxun, to killing the other party, it didn't take long for it to be over. He just passively carried out the order, whether it was when he was alive before, he held the military order to fight on the battlefield, or now as a military spirit, he received a summon to kill Meng Nanxun.

As a soldier, this is his vocation, and from the moment he came into contact with this tired man after being inadvertently awakened by Su Huachen, he regarded her in front of him as an enemy. And now, the enemy is dead, and he has time to think, but no one seems to be able to answer his question.

He borrowed Su Huachen's body and looked down at the corpse on the ground. Her hair was stuck in blood and froze on her cheeks, and her body grew cold. I don't know how long it took, but the military spirit felt that his consciousness was about to dissipate.

It was too fast, it was all too fast, so that before he could take another look at this strange world, it was about to dissipate, and this dispersion, he would be completely dead.

"Fast?" A faint rhetorical question sounded.

Finally someone responded to him, and the general was pleased. Just when he was excited, a slender jade hand was attached to his front door. "Boom !!" The palm of the jade hand erupted with blazing light, annihilating his entire body.

After the shock, there was a mess in front of him, and Su Huachen's body was pestled into the pile of rubble in the distance, motionless. In place, a reddish shadow floated, as if as long as someone blew lightly, it would go away with the wind.

In front of the red shadow, he saw Meng Nanxun slowly stand up, pull out the sword little by little with both hands, and then throw it aside. The wound on her chest was slowly healing at an alarming speed, and then, the momentum on Meng Nanxun's body skyrocketed, which was the power that belonged to the state of mind.

"Have you used the last of your strength to protect him?"

The only remaining phantom still watched Meng Nanxun quietly, and was not flustered because of her sudden strength, and it seemed that she still had something on her mind, so she refused to leave.

"It's my duty, I'm going to protect him and do what I can."

"Ah, that's right."

Meng Nanxun understood.

She raised her hand, "Hum~" A ball of light wrapped him, as long as she held it now, the other party would be gone.

But looking at the eyes of the military spirit, she actually lowered her hand again.

Seeing her reaction, the military spirit felt a rare sense of guilt in his eyes.

"The world is 。。。。。。"

He stopped talking, not knowing what to say.

"It will be too peaceful", Meng Nanxun received, "Maybe you won't see it again, maybe I won't be able to see it, but it is precisely because of the existence of people like you and me that the world is always in chaos." But we must believe that it is precisely because of the existence of people like us that the world will one day be closer to 'Taiping', and it is the existence of people who will never give up for their dreams and people who shoulder the dreams of the world.

Finally, she added: "I assure you that this day will come, even though it is destined to be short." “

The military spirit nodded at her, closed his eyes, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

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