It's a huge battleground.

Fill every miniature campaign.

With Yanziguan as the center, this huge wave spread to the whole of Beijing, and then became out of control.

Bears killed in battle, fallen men.

It's not so much that this is a huge battlefield, but that it's a very tacit game of falling, there is no winner, only one person who falls one after another, and only they are needed.

There is a literary song called Ideal Lent in the headphones, this little black man who stands in front of a normal person is like a little black man engaged in performance art and hums softly, this black coal skin is eye-catching enough, not to mention the little black man's hairstyle with countless pigtails.

Beside the little black man, there was a man in camouflage, the man was lying on top of the weeds, with a solemn expression and a killing weapon, skillfully assembled, slowly erected, the red heart slowly faced a battlefield they looked down, as long as the headset came with a command, the bullet in the gun would definitely not be stingy.

"The boss seems to have fallen behind." The little black man sat on the ground, his expression was the opposite of that of the man whose hands were trembling slightly, but his face was natural, as if he didn't care about life and death downstairs.

The man, nicknamed Phoenix, didn't answer, but quietly held the machine and checked it again.

Outside the Swallow Pass, inside the Swallow Pass, two death battles that determine too many victories and defeats, cannot be described, and cannot be described, all things are only shocking and bloody.

Maybe even people who are accustomed to seeing other people's misery don't dare to stand in this position and laugh, only fear in their hearts, and war is the same, it will not leave any feelings, human feelings, in the face of life and death, is a very luxurious and extravagant thing.

In the Swallow Pass, in the midst of the chaotic battlefield, Gong Sanzhi faced the man holding the sword.

"It's a pity that I didn't be able to fight with the famous ghost king, which can be regarded as some regrets for the old man." Gong Sanzhi looked at the man in front of him, his face may have shown a trace of regret, but it was more of a killing, some things, although they have been buried deep with the years, but the things that have entered the bones, like a wound that cannot be healed, will still hurt faintly when moving.

"I'm enough." The man wiped the blood from the knife and said in the small √ of the people coming and going √dǐng√diǎn√ .↑.o∞s_(); The battlefield, the knife is killed, maybe only this can vividly interpret the taste of the rivers and lakes in this society, but the rivers and lakes that are transparent with this knife are as fragile as a human life, and they are so vulnerable, just like after they fall, this rivers and lakes will completely cease to exist.

No one remembers the joys and sorrows in this river and lake.

No one can remember the merit and fame of this Jianghu.

Perhaps this is the real cruelty of this era, which is always forgotten, so that these people who squandered their lives are only exchanged for a moment of fireworks, fleeting.

This battle is from the sun not rising to the sun rising, from the beginning of the rain to the cessation of the rain, from the wind to the end of the wind.

Can we wait until the sun goes down, can this rain start again?

Outside the swallow pass, the yellow sand smashed by the rain on the ground rose again.

Xia Yunian silently lit a cigarette, leaving enough distance from this battlefield as if he was outside, as if he was watching a scene, even if he was fighting to the death on it, he was more or less related to himself.

The Xia family slowly gained the upper hand, and the hundred ghosts were slowly suppressed, although Xia Changshou, who had reached the twilight of his life, was not an ordinary warrior, and there were no less than five cadres of the hundred ghosts in Xia Changshou's hands, and there were some more and more courageous momentum.

"The old immortal guy, I can't imagine that I can still reach this Cheng Dù, if there is no such thing, maybe I can still sit in the position of the head of the Xia family for ten or eight years." Xia Yunian sighed, no one found out about this outright outsider.

"In another ten or eight years, are you sure you can sit in the position of the head of the Xia family?" Qingniu didn't know when he appeared behind Xia Yunian, facing this battle situation that made many people feel creepy, but there was a smile on his face.

Xia Yunian shook his head, it was true.

"So, one qiē is right, rest assured, I will definitely deliver the Xia family to you." Qingniu said lightly, being able to maintain such a normal tone and say such things, I'm afraid there are really few people in this huge Beijing.

"Can I trust you completely?" Xia Yunian said, but there was obviously no confidence in this.

"You have no choice but to believe me, if I shake out all the things I know, do you think Xia Changshou will leave you with a life? Even if Xia Changshou can't kill you, those old things in your Xia family's ivory tower will give you a chance to get ahead in the future? "The young man's face is full of fearlessness, like the human heart, which is used to play with it like this, and only in this way will something give out his greatest charm.

Xia Yunian slightly diǎn diǎn head, looking at the sun that was about to set, it seemed that there was almost a result, but he always felt that this qiē in the underworld seemed to be controlled by something, but Xia Yunian didn't dare to continue thinking about it, because he couldn't believe how terrifying the things that controlled this era were.

Zhao family.

Zhao Longxiang hurriedly rushed to the pavilion, and said to Zhao Shanhu and Zhao Muying, who were drinking tea: "Zhao Yutenon is here." ”

The two old men just diǎn their heads slightly, without showing too much surprise.

Zhao Longxiang's head turned red in a hurry, originally thinking that this explosive news would cause some waves, but now it seems to be sinking into the sea.

"Change of dynasty, this kind of story, we old things have seen too much, and no one is really on top." Zhao Shanhu took a sip of tea, just like the beginning, no one is really superior, there are too many things, this sentence is like a nail, nailed to the deepest part of this precarious world, making it difficult to dig.

In the distance, Xiao Peach seemed to notice the abnormality in the air, and said to the woman behind her who looked impeccable in her eyes: "Sister Tianxue, I have a bad premonition." ”

Zhao Tianxue smiled and touched the head of this child, whose life experience is distressing but feels that it makes people look forward to the child in the future.

No one knows if what will happen next will be a good thing or a bad thing, or the most horrible thing.

But those who have gone forward and stabbed their fierce sons one after another have long been crowded to the point that they have no choice.

Zhao family.

Zhao Baichuan flicked this black blade gently, and the corpses under his feet were already piled up layer by layer, this black blade cut off people's heads, cut off people's hands and feet, cut off the mountain knife, and cut off the wall.

There is only an old man drinking herbal tea leaning on a black blade, this scene is familiar, like a scene in a certain martial arts.

It's just that this pungent blood, this unsightly picture, if it is written truthfully, it definitely belongs to that kind of heart-to-heart, and it is not the so-called sword and sword shadow, it is just shocking.

The door to the teahouse was opened again, and there were three people standing in the doorway.

Black Tucker.

Playing with guns to the blonde man who is out of the hook.

There is also a woman who can pierce the skin with an embroidery needle.

The three most powerful generals under Zhao Baichuan finally stood in front of Zhao Baichuan in this capacity.

"How much did Zhao Yutenon give you? Or how many chips? Faced with this extremely ironic scene, Zhao Baichuan just smiled slightly, put down the cold tea, and got up slowly, because there was too much blood splashed on his body, so that it was not clear where he left it.

"Old man, I'm sorry." Tucker said, this pure Sichuan accent and his appearance, especially disobedient.

Tucker stepped out like that, and the huge fist had already burst into the air.

The gun in the blonde man's hand rang out, and the blonde man, who had the name of a hundred shots, was slightly startled.

Maybe this qiē is a mistake, but when these wrong people choose the wrong thing, they really have no choice.

The banquet of the Zhuo family slowly dispersed, and the guests with all the ghosts still didn't see the picture they wanted to see after all, except for the shock caused by the harlequin of Gong San'er.

Perhaps this wedding left them the most, or the son of Zhao Jinglei, an out-and-out white-eyed wolf in everyone's eyes, thinking that tonight Zhuo Yue, a girl who wants more water spirits, will be conceived in the arms of such a guy, this is indeed a thing that makes people extremely angry.

The Zhuo family seemed to be returning to their previous calm, but there were some other smells wafting in the air.

Zhao Kuangran, who had been sitting by the fish pond, got up silently and sat for a whole day, not only was he hungry, but he also thought about enough things, maybe it was another day of useless work, but unfortunately there were no people around him who nagged because he had done useless work.

At least there must be a guy around who wants to brainwash himself, so that he will have the motivation to live, Zhao Kuangran thought about it, thinking about it, he met Zhuo Yue, who was dressed like a return to normal.

This somewhat exaggerated dress almost obscured all her temperament, but Zhao Kuangchao, who had seen her when she was shocked, facing her again, may no longer be as calm as facing a stranger.

Maybe because she is no longer so dazzling, the two of them sat in her room and ate two plates of egg fried rice on the most important day of their lives.

Aside from the fact that the taste is a little bland, the meal is impeccable.

The two of them were so calm during the meal, maybe the Zhuo family also knew that this marriage was just a cover, and no one would let this farce continue to make trouble, leaving the couple to fend for themselves, either breeding the purest feelings or the purest relationship.

But for the Zhuo family and outsiders, these two purest things are not very important, just like a glimpse of their lives, and there is no need to cling to them.