Lan Sheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he turned his head to look at Jun Wunian in a daze, only to find that Jun Wunian had already used all his strength to transport the wind element and ran towards the inn quickly, and Lan Sheng hurriedly followed.

Since there was no wind elemental blessing, by the time Lan Sheng arrived at the inn, everything had already settled.

The fire burned in the sky, and the soldiers of Chiyun and the solemn faces of the people came and went around them. Lan Sheng saw at a glance the young man by the sea of fire, with burn marks all over his body, his face blackened by the flames, sweat and blood mixed all over the young man's delicate face, and he knelt alone beside him. In front of him were two bodies side by side, a man and a woman, with kind faces, lying quietly on the ground, motionless. Lan Sheng saw that Jun Wunian's body trembled a little, and his hands were clenched tightly into fists, like an angry and sad little beast, extremely sad, but stubbornly did not shed a single tear.

Lan Sheng parted from the crowd around him, walked to Jun Wunian's side, knelt on the ground, hugged Jun Wunian from behind, and comforted his anger and grief, but his eyes looked at the two corpses in front of him, looking at the two old men who had taken them in and treated them as their own children.

Lan Sheng burst into tears in an instant, and Uncle Lin's kind words appeared in her mind, Aunt Lin's kind face appeared, and her heart was like a knife.

At this time, a man in armor came from a distance on horseback, turned over and dismounted, and strode towards the two, and the surrounding soldiers shouted respectfully: "General." ”

The general strode over, walked to Jun Wunian Lan Sheng's side, in front of the corpses of the two old men, bowed deeply to Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin, and said solemnly: "For the survival of Chiyun City, you have paid too much. I, Chi Feng, promise the two old men that I, Chiyun City, will fight to the point of one soldier and one soldier, resist the barbarians, protect Tianyuan, and protect the people. Two of you—all the way—"

General Chi Feng turned to look at Jun Wunian and Lan Sheng, sighed, squatted down, and said in a gentle voice: "Child, don't be too sad, Chiyun City doesn't need to be sad, and it can't be sad. He looked at the raging fire in front of him and continued, "For more than ten years, I have seen too many fires, blood, and tears, but there is no way, Chiyun City cannot be defeated, we cannot lose, we must persevere." ”

A middle-aged man came out of the crowd and said to General Chi Feng: "General, these two children are handed over to me, you go and deal with the spies first." ”

"Well, bury the two old men and settle the two children left by the hero. Heroes shed blood and can no longer let their loved ones shed tears. Chi Feng instructed and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man walked up to Jun Wunian and Lan Sheng, stretched out his hand to press Jun Wunian's shoulder, and said, "Jun Wunian, so many demonic beasts on the Tianyun Mountain Range haven't let you fall, can't you bear it?"

Jun Wunian slowly raised his head when he heard his name, looked at the middle-aged man's face, and shouted, "Branch President." ”

This middle-aged man is the branch president of the Red Cloud City Mercenary Association, and in the past year, Jun Wunian has completed many difficult tasks of hunting demonic beasts, and has met this branch leader several times.

The branch president sighed and said, "I have ordered someone to prepare a cart for the two old men to settle down." ”

Jun Wunian nodded, staggered to his feet, Lan Sheng withdrew his arms around Jun Wunian's body, and slowly stood up.

Jun Wunian stepped forward to pick up Uncle Lin's body, Lan Sheng also stepped forward to pick up Aunt Lin, and the two put the two old men on the cart and straightened the old man's clothes.

The branch leader stepped forward and said, "Wu Nian, you and the person next to you can come with me." The two old men of Chiyun City will bury them as heroes, buried with their son who has long been sacrificed, and will be admired by thousands of people, and their dedication to this city will be remembered for generations to come. ”

Jun Wunian raised his head, locked the tears that were about to fall from his eyes, took Lan Sheng's hand, and went to the Mercenary Association with the branch president.

The fire was still burning behind the two, pulling down the thin shadows of the two, and with sadness and anger, the two ended a part of the road and started a part of the road.