Eight hundred miles away from the capital of the Western Chu Emperor, there is a hilly and mountainous area with an abandoned camp of the Western Chu Empire.

The land here is barren, the wind is dry, and it is a desert area hundreds of miles down from the west, so there is still some wind and sand here from time to time.

There used to be a bloody guard camp stationed here, but as the environment became worse, the garrison left, leaving the old camp behind.

Later, this abandoned camp gradually became a place where the Western Chu Empire snubbed and punished those who did wrong.

So, the camp got a new name, Camp Banishment!

Those who break the precepts, those who violate the order, those who are not welcomed, and those who are ruffians, or those who do not know the general situation from top to bottom, are the gathering places of those people.

Leng Yu, the young general of the Bloody Guard, just this identity, in the banishment camp, is very famous, and no one knows it!

In addition to the 1,000 soldiers guarding the camp, there are about 3,000 prisoners, all of whom are warriors, and most of them are in the heavenly realm, and there is no emperor realm.

On the desolate hillside, the dry wind blows the patches of withered yellow barren grass, and Leng Yu sits quietly on the exposed rocks, every day, looking at the southwestern sky of the empire in a daze.

More than ten years have passed, and this lonely and indifferent young man seems to have a little more sorrow and sentimentality, but there is concern in his heart?

Sitting for hours at a time, as it has been for ten years, no one knows what he's thinking all day.

Not far behind him, two Heavenly Realm warriors were waiting, standing there silently with respect on their faces.

Half an hour later, the two soldiers stepped forward slowly and reminded in a loud voice: "Lord Leng Yu, the time is up, we should go back." ”

The hillside is not high, hundreds of feet, far below, the military camp is in a piece, in front of a mountain, there are many people, chains connect one by one, and the toiling warriors are being escorted back to the camp.

The years are like days, time flies, every day here is the same, time is like being standardized, and freedom is compiled.

Standing up, with his hands flat on his chest, Leng Yu was silent.

"Lord Leng Yu, you don't have to be like this."

The two warriors said in a low voice, in their hands, there was a pair of shackles made of black iron, strong and hard, and the Emperor Realm could not be broken!

The black iron shackles were prepared by the Western Chu Empire for prisoners in the Emperor Realm, and it was used to lock Leng Yu, who was not in the Emperor Realm, and it was enough.

"Wearing a sinful body, if the empire does not forgive one day, Leng Yu will still be a prisoner for one day, put it on."

Every time, their shirk, Leng Yu's response, is always just this sentence.

Speechless, powerless to help, unable to resist, all the two warriors could do was put on this black shackle for him.

The shackles on the body, like the oppression of thousands of majestic mountains, Leng Yu was burdened with gravity, and the hard ground under his feet fell into three points.

This kind of shackle is special, when separated, there are only thousands of catties, once the two are combined, it is like a heavy mountain!

Ten years is like a day, the higher the strength, the level of the shackles also rises, this kind of burden, Leng Yu has always adapted from hardships.

The shackles were put on, and the two soldiers opened the way in front of them, to 'escort' Leng Yu back to the camp and imprisoned.

And just as the three of them were about to go down the mountain, they hadn't taken many steps, and suddenly, on the horizon ahead, a black-robed figure gradually walked out.

An unknown figure appeared, and the two warriors raised their guard, and with two swishs, they drew their shiny swords and pointed straight ahead.

"You are no match for him, stand behind me."

Leng Yu spoke, the breath of the comer was not revealed at all, even he couldn't see through it, these two former blood-clothed guard warriors of the Fivefold Heaven Realm couldn't parry.

"The two of us followed the adults from the Bloody Guards to this banishment camp, and promised the brothers before leaving, that they would take good care of the adults, and that they would not retreat from any danger."

The iron-like bodies of the two of them did not retreat in front of Leng Yu, pointed at the enemy, and shouted: "No matter who you are, please stop ten zhang away!" ”

Ten zhang away, stopped, stopped, under the black robe of the comer, the sharp gaze passed between the two of them and stopped at Leng Yu.

Sure enough, it was Leng Yu, and the two warriors were like facing a great enemy, and their hands holding their swords were grasped, waiting for the opportunity to move!

Leng Yu behind him, looking at those eyes, his eyes gradually condensed.

There was no hostility in these eyes, but a hint of familiarity.

"Familiar?"

Leng Yu's expression did not move, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Brush!"

Under the gaze of the three people, the comer removed the black robe draped over his body, and under the sun, Feng Xiaoyi completely revealed his true face.

"You... You are the Lord of the Six Formations of Jinling Kingdom! ”

Originally belonged to the Bloody Guard, the 50,000 who went to Jinling Kingdom, including two of them, of course these two soldiers remembered Feng Xiaoyi's face!

The two warriors were so shocked that their hands and feet were messy, their swords shook unconsciously, and their eyes went back and forth between Feng Xiaoyi and Leng Yu.

How is the relationship between these two men elaborated? The two warriors thought so, their Lord Leng Yu had regarded Feng Xiaoyi as a person he respected all his life!

Back then, outside the Valley of the Dead Souls, seeing Feng Xiaoyi die with the enemy with his Nine Heavenly Breakthroughs, thinking that he was really dead, they could really feel Leng Yu at that time, mourning for it, and mourning for it.

This was the first time they had seen their cold and withdrawn Lord Leng Yu, grieving for one person.

Sincerity to friends, to friendship with a heart, from that moment on, their brothers in the bloody guards knew that this indifferent person had it.

Thinking of it, it was his eyes that brought back that familiarity.

...

On the top of the mountain, standing side by side, the edge of the sky is dusk, the remnant sun is beginning to appear, the wind is howling, and the corners of the clothes of the two are hunting.

After many years, reuniting after a long absence, old friends meeting again, is no longer the original youth, looking for a parting day together.

Gu You, Qing Yi, these are the names of the two former Blood-Clothed Guard warriors, and the two of them are not far away, leaving time for the two.

The shackles on Leng Yu's body were removed, and the strength Feng Xiaoyi could also feel that he was still a little closer to the emperor realm.

Leng Yu has a good cultivation talent, and back then, he reached the Sevenfold Heaven Realm, far ahead of them, but now, he has been seriously delayed.

"Long time no see." Feng Xiaoyi opened his mouth first.

"There is still a month and three days left, and it will be a full twelve years, which is quite a long time." Leng Yu said in a low voice.

"I remember it in such detail, Feng Xiaoyi, you always remember it."

"You are still here, which means that you have not forgotten Leng Yu."

Leng Yu said: "Some time ago, I heard that the capital of the Yan Empire was attacked, you did it. ”

"It's us, Yan Liancheng is dead." Feng Xiaoyi said.

Not surprised, Leng Yu paused for a long time, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Actually, you shouldn't come." ”

This is the Western Chu Empire, belonging to the Temple, Feng Xiaoyi is a special person, coming here at a special moment, taking a huge risk, it stands to reason, it really shouldn't be!

Leng Yu expected him to come, but he didn't want him to come.

He came, worried about danger, not worth it, but on the other hand, it also proved that he did not forget such a friend as himself, and he did not look at the wrong person!

Therefore, Leng Yu is an ambivalence about whether Feng Xiaoyi will come or not.

If he had a choice, he would still choose Xiao Yi not to come, he would rather 'less' this friend.

"But I'm here anyway." Feng Xiaoyi said.

Yes, he still came, Leng Yu couldn't say whether to be happy or worried, and muttered blankly: "There is a kind of love, called friendship, and there is a kind of friend, called Feng Xiaoyi." ”

"Feng Xiaoyi is worthy of his heart when he is a friend."

On the word friend, Feng Xiaoyi said his principles.

"You can come, this heart is cold."

Feng Xiaoyi said: "I not only came today, but also had a hope, that is, to take you away, would you like to go to the Wasteland Mountains with me?" ”

Leave?

These two words passed through his mind like an electric current, Leng Yu's face moved, and his best friends went to the end of the world together, his heart was unfettered, and he indulged his life, that full of blood, how many teenagers have been moved by it?

From his eyes, Feng Xiaoyi saw the scorching heat of that moment.

However, Leng Yu did not give him a direct reply.

Feng Xiaoyi's heart tightened, he knew that the factors of the Western Chu Empire.

As a person from the Western Chu Empire, Leng Yu often can't help himself in many things.

Facing due southwest, looking at the distant sky, Leng Yu said to himself: "Do you know, for more than ten years, every day, I have climbed this mountain, just to be able to see a few more glances in that direction." ”

"In the southwestern part of the empire, there is a small coastal town, which is my hometown, and when I was a child, I used to climb a small hill with great difficulty, and all day long I looked at the sea."

"That sea has buried my thoughts, my expectations, my loved ones, and left me with nothing."

"Later, on the chaotic border of the empire, in one day, a group of brutal pirates washed the town in blood, and it was Emperor Chu who happened to pass by to drive them away, and brought out the dying me from the pile of dead people."

"It was that day that he brought me back to the imperial capital and gave me a rebirth, and later, for my sake, he did not hesitate to use the imperial army to go to sea, kill all the bandits in that sea, and restore peace to my hometown."

"It was also from that day that I said to myself coldly that my life belongs to the empire and is no longer my own."

Bereaved since childhood, lonely, and later robbed, blood-stained hometown, speaking of which, Leng Yu's childhood was also full of sadness.

This kind of experience is a bit similar to his Feng Xiaoyi.

"In Jinling Kingdom, the first time I saw you, that lonely figure, I couldn't help but think of my past self." Leng Yu said.

"In me, you saw your own shadow, so you took the initiative to make friends with me at that time." Feng Xiaoyi said.

"You and I can be friends, just because we are both fallen people at the end of the world, doesn't it sound a little ridiculous." Leng Yu laughed at himself.

Lonely people don't need friends, but they are also lonely people, and they become friends, and the first half of the sentence is broken!

"Lord Leng Yu, Nadu and Fuzhong are here."

The reminders of doves and Qingyi came in time.

Nadu, Fuzhong, and the two generals of the exile battalion defenders, the half-step emperor realm, the supreme person in charge here.

Leng Yu didn't go back for nearly half an hour, and the two of them came here to look for someone.

"These two people are inclined to Chu Chong, the son of the world, you avoid it first, lest they take advantage of the topic to play." Leng Yu said.

Chu Chong, the son of the palace of Jianwangfu, was sent into the exile camp for making a big mistake, and his father Chu Jian, the first prince of the Western Chu Empire, the strength of the Great Emperor Realm, and at the same time held important positions in the empire.

Chu Chong lived in the exile camp as a prisoner, but his influence was widespread, and even the two generals of Nadu and Fuzhong also fell to him.

When Leng Yu first came, he was troubled by him, so he had a holiday conflict with him.

Leng Yu's strength is strong, even if he joins forces with Fuzhong, he can't beat him, and Chu Chong of the Eight Heavenly Realm is not a general, and no one in the exile camp can help him.

Afraid of Leng Yu's strength, coupled with the fact that he was a former celebrity of Emperor Chu, even with Chu Chong's support, the two of them did not dare to target too much on weekdays.

There are two people here who are treated as special treatment, and the identity of the prisoners, but they dare not treat them as prisoners.

One is Chu Chong, who is a gentleman, who uses his father's prestige to make a fortune, and the other is Leng Yu, who strives for it with his own strength.

"The Emperor's Order."

Feng Xiaoyi took out the token given by Chu Yuan, and said coldly: "This is a token only available to the generals of the Imperial Emperor Realm, a status symbol. ”

"They're coming."

Seeing that Feng Xiaoyi just put on a black robe and didn't leave, Jiu You's tone was a little anxious.

Soon, the two Natus came up and saw the four, but before they could say anything, a token flew over.

"Lord Heaven!"

As soon as they saw the token, the two of them jumped, and quickly bowed their heads respectfully.

"Go down there."

Retracting the token, Feng Xiaoyi commanded.

The two of them were shocked, this is the imperial general, the status in the army is transcendent, the military rank is three levels higher than them, no matter which imperial general, it is not something they can offend.

"Your Excellency... Leng Yu him.. He's a prisoner in a banishment camp. The two of them said with sincere fear.

"Go down." Feng Xiaoyi emphasized again.

"Yes!"

The two of them stiffened their waists violently, answered, and didn't dare to talk nonsense, and withdrew as quickly as possible.

Leng Yu was originally a Bloody Guard, and the two were worried that this was the Heavenly General of the Bloody Guard.

This is a group of bloody troops, the generals are cold-blooded and ruthless, and sometimes, if you say you kill, you will kill, and they won't care so much about you.

"They're gone." After a while, the two of them were humane.

"I'll find a way to see Emperor Chu tomorrow." Leng Yu said.

This sentence expresses Leng Yu's truest wishes.

"I'll wait for you." Feng Xiaoyi said.

Leng Yu nodded, but his heart involuntarily became apprehensive, and he stopped talking, and then he and Jiu You returned to the camp.

"After all, the empire is my empire, no matter what, I have to respect its wishes, after all, Leng Yu's life already belongs to it."

Leng Yu, who went down the mountain, sighed, and left a sentence at the end when leaving: "No matter what the result is, I hope you can be the same as me." ”

Looking at his back, Feng Xiaoyi was silent, and he understood Leng Yu's difficulties.