Wang Xunyi galloped all the way and quickly left the military formation of the Southern Dynasties, at this moment he just felt a burst of relaxation from the inside out of his body, and his heart was also unprecedentedly relaxed, very comfortable, when those messy words disappeared from his ears in an instant, he himself was also happy, and the long-lost sense of comfort also made Wang Xunyi relaxed.

Galloping all the way, Wang Xunyi did not blindly move in the direction of the Kang Dynasty, but on the way to the place where he soon fought with the pursuers of the Wu Dynasty, at this time, there was not much difference between the slopes on both sides of the mountain and the ravines at the foot of the mountain, the traces of the death fight, the corpses that filled the ravines were the same as the original, and the situation of the original battle was also vivid, and it was constantly played over and over again in Wang Xunyi's mind.

Walking between the mountains and forests on horseback, looking at the traces of the battle, he kept thinking about it in his mind, and all the scenes of the battle were more and more clearly displayed in front of Wang Xunyi.

In a trance, Wang Xunyi suddenly stopped his horse, and the whole person and the horse stood next to a big tree, and the tree had traces of a thunder explosion, he looked at the tree, and his heart also set off a lot of fluctuations, and then he turned over and dismounted, walked to the tree, slowly closed his eyes and leaned on the body of the tree, and the tree behind him was already withered, as early as that day, under the thunderous explosion guided by Long Jun, it had lost its vitality, like a wind candle in the last years, It looks bloated and old, but the tree is naturally very shriveled and seems to have been drained of all its essence at once.

Wang Xunyi lay on it with his eyes closed, feeling everything that had happened before, and the sound of the shouts and killings was constantly echoing in his ears with the repeated images in his mind, and after a long time, when he opened his eyes, Wang Xunyi was about to leave but found that there was a helmet lying quietly not far in front of him, and there were traces of blood on the helmet.

Slowly got up, walked to the helmet, and picked it up carefully, but Wang Xunyi couldn't control his tear ducts all of a sudden, and tears continued to fall from the corners of his eyes on the helmet, and his hands holding the helmet were also trembling deeply, and he himself made a choked sound, it was obvious that Wang Xunyi himself was the deserter who saved his life, and it was also the deserter who shone himself from the endless darkness and emptiness like warm sunshine, Let Wang Xunyi's whole person come back to life, until he died under the knife of the Wu Dynasty soldiers because of Wang Xunyi, Wang Xunyi didn't know the life of the deserter, and he didn't even remember his face.

Turning around, leading the horses, Wang Xunyi walked down from the top of the hillside and came to the ravine between the two hillsides, where countless corpses lay quietly, each corpse is in a different shape, and there are many people who try their best to open their eyes even when they die, and this is what people often say about death.

There are crows constantly hovering in the sky, maybe because Wang Xunyi is present, they dare not fly down, but in the distance, it can be clearly seen that there are many crows that are constantly flying down from the sky, landing on piles of corpses, biting and eating the carrion on these many corpses to fill their hungry stomachs, Wang Xunyi stubbornly looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was also touched a lot, what did he want to do to get rid of those crows, But then, without saying a word, he turned over his horse and began to gallop along the extremely long ravine.

"Drive! Drive! Drive! The mountains and forests kept recalling the sound of Wang Xunyi urging the mount to drive quickly, and the crows where he arrived were also frightened and flew up and no longer fell, but after a few consecutive backs and forths, the mounts under his crotch were also very tired, panting heavily, while the surprised crows did not fly away, but stubbornly hovered in the sky, waiting for Wang Xunyi to leave.

Looking at the dense flocks of crows in the sky, Wang Xunyi was also disheartened, he knew that now he was alone, and when he was about to leave, the crows in the sky were looking up to the sky for some reason, and with a long roar, there were a few that rushed towards Wang Xunyi quickly.

Before Wang Xunyi could react, those crows had already rushed in front of Wang Xunyi, and when he panicked, the helmet in Wang Xunyi's hand would also fall to the ground and roll into the distance.

Wang Xunyi was in a hurry to deal with it, but he suddenly felt a force in his chest, and when he reacted, he suddenly found that the portrait of Dusk Rain, which he had been carrying on his chest, was taken away by the crow.

Wang Xunyi didn't say a word, he immediately reached out and pulled the canvas, and the crow began to exert force, Wang Xunyi's eyes were also unprecedentedly angry, and his whole person was also so angry that he gritted his teeth.

But a crow is a crow after all, and its strength is always no match for human strength, and it didn't take long for the crow to be exhausted and began to be pulled in the direction of Wang Xunyi.

Wang Xunyi was also very happy in his heart when he saw this, and the joy was also overflowing, and his face jumped, but just as Wang Xunyi completely recaptured the canvas, several other crows couldn't stand it anymore, and directly rushed to Wang Xunyi again, a few attacked Wang Xunyi with the corners of their sharp mouths, and the other few helped pull the canvas together, and the canvas was also pulled away all of a sudden, and the distance between Wang Xunyi and Wang Xunyi became farther and farther away.

"Ah!!!!h There was a scream of Wang Xunyi's extremely painful cry between the mountains and forests, and at this time, his body was already large and small, and the wounds caused by the crow's bite could be clearly seen, and the entire arm on which he was pulling the canvas was already covered in scaly wounds.

There was no way, Wang Xunyi could only immediately pull out the saber on his waist, and without saying a word, he slashed indiscriminately, wanting to cut those crows to death, but only one or two were killed, and the other few had already flown away quickly, and the strength in his hand no longer existed, Wang Xunyi was also quite happy, and those crows no longer seemed to want to get close to Wang Xunyi, just wandering in the sky.

Wang Xunyi raised his head and was very vigilant that they suddenly found that there was a white canvas slowly falling down in the sky, and he himself was shocked, and hurriedly looked at his hand, only to find that the hand with the bruises was holding half of the canvas tightly, and the other half had been torn off by the crow, and was now slowly falling from the sky.

Wang Xunyi didn't care about anything, he hurriedly put the other half in his heart again. Without hesitation, he jumped off the horse, his head held high all the time, focused on the canvas fluttering in the sky, his hands open with all his might, trying to catch it before it hit the ground, not wanting him to be defiled by any trace of filth.

However, when Wang Xunyi was engrossed, he was also tripped by the corpse under his feet, and the whole person fell into the pile of corpses, but at this time, he couldn't care about these things, and immediately looked up, but suddenly found that the canvas was about to fall on top of the corpse.

Wang Xunyi hurriedly wanted to get up, but his foot was pressed by the corpse and there was no way to get out for the time being, he kept pulling his pinched kick, and then he kept pushing the pile of corpses, trying his best to break free, but there was no movement.

But the canvas is falling down with the passage of time, and Wang Xunyi's heart is also extremely nervous.

Suddenly, Wang Xunyi instantly seemed to think of something, and immediately pulled out the saber on his waist again, quickly wrapped the body of the long sword with the corner of his own, and hurriedly pulled it hard, that is, wiped the slight blood stains on the saber, and then the whole person jumped out of thin air and stretched out the saber in his hand desperately.

When Wang Xunyi looked up and looked at it, his face was also very excited, because the canvas was quietly falling on the tip of the front of the saber at this moment, Wang Xunyi also laughed loudly, and then hurriedly and carefully withdrew the saber little by little, his hand also forced himself not to tremble, and when he withdrew the long sword, Wang Xunyi also hurriedly and carefully pulled away the clothes at the mouth of the heart, and sent the canvas to the mouth of the heart with the tip of the sword.

After such a thrilling operation, Wang Xunyi himself was also on the verge of nervousness, and suddenly the whole person was completely relaxed, as if he had escaped death, he fell directly backwards, and let himself lie in the pile of corpses, although the smell of blood, the stench was very unacceptable, but at this time, these things were not as important as the canvas of the twilight rain for Wang Xunyi.

Wang Xunyi pressed his hands on his heart, making the distance between himself and the canvas closer than ever, and his heartbeat was also unprecedentedly hurried and intense, and he kept repeating the words "okay, okay......"

Looking at the crows hovering in the sky, Wang Xunyi was helpless, so he lay down for a while and got up, returned to the horse, and was looking for where the helmet had gone.

At this time, it was discovered that the helmet rolled to the side of a soldier and pressed tightly against the man's cheek, and Wang Xunyi came to him and looked at him quietly.

And the armor on the soldier lying on the ground belonged to the Southern Dynasty, and the identity of the soldier could be seen to be a general, and the sword at his waist was also missing.

To be honest, Wang Xunyi didn't know whether the corpse in front of him was the deserter, but at this moment, Wang Xunyi's heart was more willing to believe that the person in front of him was the deserter.

Wang Xunyi smiled at the corner of his mouth, he squatted down, he didn't do anything strange, just picked up the helmet, put it on the soldier carefully, and then took the corpse on horseback, returned to the previous big tree, Wang Xunyi took the corpse down, leaned on the big tree, and stared at him deeply.

In fact, Wang Xunyi himself doesn't know when he started, he is so sentimental, and dying in war is the most common thing, but for some reason, he has become like this now. After pondering for a long time, Wang Xunyi couldn't think of an answer, so he could only shake his head helplessly, and then he no longer hesitated, and then turned over again and galloped in the direction of Kang Chao in the distance......