"Bastard! You two are looking for death! The old man of the night court saw that these two people were not dead, and flew over.

Zhang Poxiao's tears gushed out, and when he looked back, he saw that the invincible and arrogant man had broken the old man to pieces.

"Nope! ......”

Zhang Poxiao recalled the past scenes, small mountain villages, cattle herding babies, little beggars, Lao Dongshan, Xunzhou, etc., and he gradually calmed down on the gun.

When Yu Chi Lingfei threw the spear, he poured power around the body of the spear, so he flew so quickly, and the wind did not hurt him.

In order to protect him, so many people have died, he can't die in vain like this, he wants to avenge his wife and brothers.

Since he escaped that day, he changed his name and surname and hid in the mountains to cultivate the Nine Soldiers Heavenly Book.

Spring goes to autumn, and it is twenty years in the blink of an eye.

When he walked out of the deep mountains again, he was already a peerless master, and now his skills far surpassed that of Yu Chi Lingfei back then.

He inquired all the way, and finally found the magic and killed him, the former fierce man couldn't hold a move in his hands, and at the same time he also knew that the old man of the Night Dynasty had been dead for ten years, he was furious, and he couldn't find the object of revenge after hard work, and the depression in his chest was difficult to express, he held a spear in his hand and washed the whole clan of the Domain Tieha with 2,300 people, and the former National Teacher's Mansion was stained red with blood.

He carried the head of the stunt in his hand and came to the site of the old Daybreak Army barracks, which had long been overgrown with grass and grass all these years, and it was no longer what it was back then.

He lit incense and candles, put on the fruits and animals, placed the head of the stud next to the loess pile, and opened the spirits.

Crying while drinking: "Wanwan, brothers, I have come to see you. Back then, I was not good at learning, so you were killed by the night court. Now I am good at martial arts, but the great enemy of the year has died a long time ago. Although I punish him Manchu, I am still angry in my chest, and I can only spend the rest of my time with you. ”

Since then, there has been an ancestral hall and a mausoleum keeper in this place.

Although the Night Dynasty also came to find trouble, they all returned with a feather, and after a long time, they let it go.

Zhang Poxiao guarded the ancestral hall for a full fifty years, during which time he not only cleaned, but also built a tomb for his former brother and carved inscriptions.

On this day, an old man in white came to the temple, with kind eyebrows and a simple smile, he chatted with Zhang Poxiao, and asked him about the past while chatting.

Zhang Poxiao didn't know why he suddenly had an urge to tell him everything, he fell into that memory that had not been opened for many years, and kept interrogating his heart while narrating, what was the original intention of the uprising, just for food and clothing or for power, and what choice would he make if he could do it all over again.

What did he choose for, the picture returned to the day he saw Li Fenglin, the person who stared at him with burning eyes, and he asked himself if he wanted to take the world.

Answer him yourself, and do it as you can.

At that time, did you just go to the uprising to solve the problem of food and clothing? No, he was with all his brothers to rebel against the tyrannical government of the Night Dynasty and overthrow this corrupt and dark regime.

Li Fenglin is precisely because of this, and so are his brothers, everyone has an ideal, and this lofty ideal requires everyone to struggle and work hard together, which is also his pursuit.

Whether it's ambition or delusion, as long as you try your best, what if you fail?

Thinking of this, he woke up, it turned out that he had never figured out what to do in his life.

After escaping from the barracks, he survived only to avenge himself, and the death of his brother and wife added to his anger, but also blinded him.

What about his martial arts, what about being invincible in the world, the biggest enemy is old and dead, this day is still the day of the night dynasty, or the dynasty that is suffering from the dire situation.

Twenty years of hard training is just a mirror, in fact, whether it is the third brother of his parents who starved to death in a small mountain village, or his wife and brother who died when the uprising was wiped out by the army of the Night Dynasty, it was not Shutu who killed them, not Yu Tieha, nor the Tiger Battalion, but the Night Dynasty, a dark dynasty ruled by this demon for more than a hundred years.

I have always found the wrong object of revenge and chosen the wrong means of revenge.

Such an awakening came bloody, because he was no longer young.

Hatred made him lose his mind for more than 20 years, grief made him lose another 50 years, and now he is in his old age, his eyes are dizzy, if he hadn't practiced the exercises in the Nine Soldiers Heavenly Book, such an age would have been turned into ashes a long time ago.

Thinking of his life, he laughed at the old man in white in front of him, and after laughing wildly for half an hour, his voice gradually stopped, and he lowered his head and cried again, and the old tears were all over the place.

"I have been confused in this life, and I have a muddy life, and if I have an afterlife, I must be a heroic hero, and it is better than being an empty and lonely master."

The white-robed old man on the opposite side was still looking at him with a smile, and when he heard Zhang Poxiao's understanding, he ignored him and cried miserably over there, and said loudly: "Wonderful, wonderful, it seems that the general has realized and can wake up." ”

As the old man finished speaking, the whole world sounded like a morning bell, which made people deafening.

His spirit had been sluggish due to his age, but with the sound coming in, the whole person was awakened from top to bottom, from the inside out, and he seemed to be back to twenty years old.

The sky poured golden light, the world shattered, and suddenly there was darkness in front of him, he groped around, but his body was like a weightless wandering spirit, and it was actually fluttering. It took him a long time to slowly regain the feeling of his body, but his eyelids were heavy, like a patient who had been asleep for a long time, and wanted to open his eyes but couldn't.

He slowly opened his eyes with great effort, and the sudden glare made his eyes tingle. Squinted for a while before daring to open his eyes.

He looked around and found himself lying in a hut with a simple layout, with only a tea table, two bamboo chairs, and a wooden bed, and no other furniture.

He woke up and disturbed a boy outside the hut, and he heard movement inside the house and came in to take a look. Seeing Zhang Poxiao wake up, he was very happy, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Childe, childe, that young general has woken up." ”

Zhang Poxiao looked at the little boy who came in and went out in a hurry, with a puzzled expression. Where is this? Was that a dream just now, or is it a dream now? He raised his right hand and gave himself a crisp slap, and the hot feeling on his face told him that it was not a dream.

Since the current one is real, then the experience just now is fake, and it is a dream of oneself.

Since it was a dream, why is it so real, and now I think about it, my heart still aches for a while.

He was in a daze on the bed, all this was too unbelievable, he couldn't figure out the ins and outs at all, he was a little dazed.