The courtyard and the wind blew, and the weeds were overgrown under his feet, and the sunlight shining on the ground could not hide his shadow at the moment.

Moment!

The arrow feather was grabbed by Shen Ling, but this time not only did it not explode, but it was also pinched into pieces by Shen Ling and scattered on the ground.

Just this moment, it made Feng Yin realize how terrible the word gap is.

Her mind was blank, she always thought that she was unparalleled in the world, such a blow made her not know how to face it, and the wind groaning that was slow to react gave Shen Ling a chance.

Seeing the opportunity, Shen Ling picked up the long knife and stabbed straight at the wind.

"Brother!"

The tip of the knife hangs in the throat, one millimeter, only one millimeter!

If Shen Yuechan didn't stop him.

Then Shen Ling's knife had already pierced Feng Yin's throat, and the blood was not stopping.

"You're bold, you're good, you're just too confident. Shen Ling put away the knife, picked up the dark bow and handed it to Feng Yin.

"As an encouragement to you, you can find me to compete and practice martial arts in the future, as long as there is nothing to do, I will be in the courtyard. ”

With that, he left, but Feng Yin didn't respond to him, and remained where he was, just going from self-doubt to stupidly looking at the bow in his hand.

Sometimes, it only takes a moment to fall from the top of self-righteousness to scrap metal, but it also makes her clearly understand that hard work is essential.

Suddenly, Feng Yin tied a ponytail, inserted a mahogany hairstring into her hair, brushed her skirt, and patted away the dust.

Feng Yin, who had just raised his fighting spirit and was raising his spirits for the next battle, picked up the longbow and was about to leave, but was hugged by Shen Yuechan, who suddenly pounced on him.

At this time, Shen Yuechan was lying in her arms, more like a child leaning on the wind, obviously protecting the wind everywhere in the last second, which made her heart soften all of a sudden.

"Ahh Alive.. Didn't hurt .." Shen Yuechan pouted with a crying face.

This made Feng Yin's heart melt again all of a sudden, because this girl is like this, obviously she can't protect herself well, and she is worried about others everywhere, which is too distressing.

Feng Yin laughed and cried, and buried Shen Yuechan's head in her chest and hugged her.

"Obediently, don't cry, I'm fine. ”

On the border of Anhui City, the shepherd sheep guarding here tense their nerves and looked into the distance.

He saw something bad.

As far as the eye could see, the dust was flying, and the storms that swept through it were innumerable, and even the sound of wild beasts tearing flesh was heard from time to time.

He clenched the knife in his hand, held the heart of living and dying with people and the city, and prepared to meet the battle with tens of thousands of soldiers.

"Sheep, what's the situation?" On the city wall, Shen Ling, who came over in an instant, patted the shoulder of the sheep

"It's going to war. With a solemn face, he slowly pulled out his knife and stood at his feet, his hands supporting the hilt.

"I'll be the vanguard for you, believe in yourself. Shen Ling smiled naturally, as if this was a matter of course, he unbuttoned his robe and prepared to travel lightly.

Looking at the monsters that kept attacking the city wall, and the words that responded to Shen Ling in his mind, a tear crossed the corner of the shepherd's eye.

He fought all year round, defended the edge of the city, and went to the battlefield at the age of 15. After three years of fighting with the weird, this year's shepherd sheep just reached adulthood, but he failed to tell his father how much he missed him, and he failed to kowtow to his mother's grave and tell her about his heroic deeds.

Constant

His knife was raised in mid-air and pointed at the demon beast, the blade shining with an inextinguishable light, and the sheep roared.

"Soldiers, defend the border city with me today! Don't let any of them go!"

The shepherd sheep jumped down from the ten-meter-high city wall, smashed a huge hole, and without saying a word, watched the strange beasts that kept rushing and slashed away.

This group of demon beasts, as if endless, killed a group, but poured into a pile.

His dignified face was stained with blood, and it became a little terrifying.

Standing in the top row was his senior, Shen Ling was still so heroic, holding a knife as if he was practicing in a group of demons.

The shepherd sheep silently spat out

"I'm not going to lose to you!"

Speaking of which, the monster that rushed to the front end was as tall as a mountain, it was a monster-level demon, but the skin was harder, and the attack power was not significant.

The two horns are slightly long, and the rough skin is covered with green sauce, which is rotten liquid.

He clenched the knife and rushed straight forward, the blade flew quickly, and a sword shadow stayed in place, and the demon beast fell to the ground in an instant, without the slightest ability to resist.

"Strength is good!" Shen Ling at the front end praised and walked towards the shepherd sheep with a smile.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the walk, a shadow of intimidation appeared behind him, and the shepherd's face changed greatly, and he roared angrily at Shen Ling, his eyes full of panic.

"Shen Ling! Run!"

He rushed towards Shen Ling, but it was too late.

The sharp claw stabbed into Shen Ling's abdomen from the back, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and with the claw pulled out, he vomited on the ground and staggered down.

Standing behind him was an emperor-level demon.

Forty meters high, those hands and feet, with congenital claws, thorns like Shen Ling's abdomen will definitely not survive.

The sheep pinned a knife and knelt down in front of Shen Ling, who was immersed in a pool of blood, and cried.

"Shen Ling... Shen Ling... Shen Ling! Don't die. Don't die! You'll be fine. Everything will be fine!"

He laughed again, but it was so ugly that it seemed that his face did not obey, and he handed the knife in his hand to the shepherd, and gently pushed him away with all his might, as if to speak

"Quick... Let's go.."

Shepherd Yang looked at the constantly attacking Emperor Demon Beast, roared impotently, left a handful of tears, picked up Shen Ling's knife and turned around and ran wildly.

He knew that if Shen Ling died, the most important thing at the moment was Shen Yuechan in the Shen Mansion, since Shen Ling entrusted his life to him. The shepherd must make sure that his family is safe.

The only fast horse left in the tent was there. He didn't care so much.

Turned over and sat down and went straight to the city, but it was a coincidence that the city lord traveled inexplicably earlier this day, leaving only an order to defend the edge of the city.

When I arrived at the city market, it was empty, which made the shepherd a little panicked, no matter what time on weekdays, there should be people, even if there are hundreds of people, but at this time... I couldn't even see a dog.

He rode his horse and galloped straight to the Shen Mansion.

In less than half a sound, he led the horse in the distance, and saw that the door of the Shen Mansion was ajar and stuck, and the shepherd sheep drew his double knife, slammed the door open, and yelled inside

"Shen Yuechan!Shen Yuechan!!"

The tears flowed uncontrollably, and he tore his throat and shouted but could not get a response, and his desperate heart was broken at the moment.

Obviously he is already working so hard, why can't he keep what he cherishes?

The shepherd fell to his knees at the door of the house, knocking on the ground hopelessly and crying loudly.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Shen Ling.... Sorry bro... Brother, this is coming to you to atone for your sins!" said the shepherd, picking up the knife and putting it around his neck.

Just as he was still unfinished, two different and unison voices came from behind him.

"Shepherd... Brother..."

Is that..

That's Shen Yuechan and Feng Yin!

The shepherd sheep was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was hallucinating.

But when he saw the injuries all over his body, he instantly understood, and he knelt in front of the two eldest ladies.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry.. Miss Shen.." He said with a choked voice

"General Shen Ling... He died in battle..." he said, and he began to cry bitterly again. Blame yourself for your incompetence, blame yourself for your slow reactions.

Such ugliness is no stranger in front of the two eldest ladies.

The weather was dark, as dark as Shen Yuechan's heart, Feng Yin hugged her, hugged her slender waist, and coaxed in her ear.

"Get up. . . Brother's feud... I will report, I hope General Mu wishes me a hand!" Shen Yuechan leaned against the wind, whispered, and cried again.

There was a commotion in the city, buildings were crumbling, and the shepherds realized the arrival of the beasts, which meant that they were all dead.

He wiped away his tears and plunged Shen Ling's knife into the ground. Infused with constant spiritual power.

In an instant, the ground glowed.

A dazzling light descended from the sky, and just as the alien beast was looking for the scent, the three of them were teleported to the alien location set up by Shen Ling.

It was still Shen Ling's room, everything seemed to be carefully reproduced, outside the door was the courtyard, and at the end of the courtyard was the desert.

The so-called ectopic is nothing more than teleporting the owner's room to safety. All is guaranteed to be in good condition.

The shepherd stood up.

"Miss two, do you feel unwell?"

"No big deal.." Wind Groan said.

Shen Yuechan, who was still holding her arms, reassured her.

Blazing desert, sad courtyard.

It's like a city that was flattened in an instant, and they passed away in an instant.

A poem comes to mind.

The years do not spare people, who does the sky forgive?