They met on the battlefield again, and this time, Gusu Haoyue did not ride a horse. On the opposite side is a sedan chair hollowed out everywhere, and at a glance, you can see the people sitting there lazily.

Mo Bing and Mu Yun looked at each other, not knowing what Gusu Haoyue wanted to do this time. I received a letter from him yesterday, saying that he wanted to have a duel with Wan Yan Jin. Wan Yan Jin agreed without thinking about it. It's just that now Gusu Haoyue doesn't look like she's coming to a duel at all.

The sedan chair staggered to the front, and Gusu Haoyue also straightened up and walked out unhurriedly.

"Gusu Haoyue, what do you mean? Why not come at the agreed time? Zhen Ai was angry when she saw Gusu Haoyue's lazy appearance, they had come a long time ago, and they had been here for a whole hour, if it weren't for Wan Yanjin insisting on waiting here, she would have jumped to her feet and left.

After hearing this, Gusu Haoyue smiled, shrugged her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Zhen Ai, we have been fighting for so long, why can't your temper be changed?" The widow's daimyo is also something you can call at will? ”

As soon as the words fell, the silver needle, which had been so slender that it was almost negligible, whistled out, Shuo Feng grabbed Zhen Ai, and turned around to dodge the silver needle.

"Gusu Haoyue, why are you so despicable?" Zhen Ai didn't expect Gu Su Haoyue to sweep over with a needle like this, although her light skills are not bad, but after all, it is a silver needle as thin as a hair, and when she can see it, the needle is not far from her, if it weren't for Shuofeng to take her away, she would be ugly in front of everyone now.

The corners of Gu Su Haoyue's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, "Widows have always been so unreasonable, if you can't stand it, you can come and teach a lesson." ”

I don't know if Gu Su Haoyue picked Zhen Ai for a violent temper, and none of the words she said didn't mean to stab her.

"Alright, if you want to duel, you can start now. Gusu Haoyue, this king accompanies him to the end. Wan Yanjin had a calm face and stared at Gusu Haoyue intently.

If he could solve this matter alone, he would naturally be more willing, so he would desperately agree to today's matter, and only then would he tolerate Gusu Haoyue's deliberate delay of an hour.

But after Yan Jin said this, Gu Su Haoyue shook her head and said, "No, I'm afraid that Prince Jin is mistaken." The widow didn't say he wanted to fight you personally. ”

As soon as Gusu Haoyue said it, it caused heated discussions among everyone, and they all thought that Gusu Haoyue was going to duel with Wan Yan Jin.

Wan Yanjin's face was as calm as ever, and a trace of strangeness flashed in her deep eyes, and she was soon drowned in a dark abyss.

"If you don't fight, who will fight? Who can be a rival to this king? Wan Yan Jin's cold voice sounded, and a pair of eyes looked straight at Gu Su Haoyue, and no one could see the fluctuations in his heart.

On the battlefield, the picture of the rolling yellow sand has always been in his mind, and he will be awakened by that scene when he dreams back many midnights, and after waking up, it is endless loneliness.

It turns out that compared to those unknown things, some things that you know will happen but can't stop them seem to make people feel more desperate and helpless.

A smile appeared on Gu Su Haoyue's face, and the red robe was blown up by the wind and the hem of the clothes made some sounds. He said: "Lord Jin is the god of war in East Vietnam, and you have seen your martial arts. But today, the widow just wants to know how many people the East Vietnamese God of War can kill. Let's have a more fun game today, the widow doesn't send too many soldiers, five people are a team, all of them are my Tianchu soldiers, but they are all carefully selected by the widow. If King Jin could defeat the five groups unscathed when he was defenseless and unarmed, the widow would immediately retreat and retreat from the Absolute Dust Valley to the Tianchu Endoscope. What do you think of this? ”

As soon as Gu Su Haoyue's words came out, Mo Bing was the first to refuse, "No, the four of us, you can pick whoever you want, the young master is a general, not everyone can confront the young master." ”

This is too risky, although they are very sure that they can win the duel, but Wan Yan Jin is the leader here, if something happens to him, Gu Su Haoyue can seize this opportunity if he wants to take advantage of the situation.

"Mo Bing, even you don't believe in Prince Jin's martial arts? Ten years have passed, and Prince Jin is still not the god of war in East Vietnam, I believe that the soldiers present want to know just as much as the widows. "Gusu Haoyue deliberately fanned the flames, so as to tide up Yan Jin's martial arts.

"This king thinks it's feasible!" Just as they were arguing, Wan Yanjin suddenly spoke up and stopped their conversation.

Wan Yan Jin turned over and dismounted, the royal sword in his hand was thrown to the ground with a snap, and the armor worn on the outermost part was also taken off, revealing a white robe inside, restrained by a jade belt around his waist, and his long hair splashed with ink was tied high with a jade crown. The long white clothes sagged smoothly and naturally, taking advantage of his slender and strong body.

Gu Su Haoyue sneered when she saw this, "Excellent, Prince Jin's sincerity is admirable." In this case, the widow must also be sincere enough. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Gusu Haoyue slapped her palms twice, and more than twenty sturdy soldiers walked out of the army behind Gusu Haoyue, five people stood in a column, and any one of them could be as big as two ordinary soldiers. Any person looks tall and big, and Wan Yan Jin's tall body looks much thinner in front of them.

It's not just that they are one on top of the other, but the weapons in their hands are even more varied, and there is a feeling that they can carry as many weapons as they can in their hands.

Wan Yan Jin stood opposite them, looked at Gu Su Haoyue expressionlessly, and suddenly said, "Come in groups or together?" ”

Wan Yan Jin didn't say much, but just this rhetorical question could make people see his rampantness. Gusu Haoyue was happy to hear it, leaned lazily on the sedan chair, and said with a smile: "Lord Jin is at will." ”

Sure enough, as Gu Su Haoyue thought, Wan Yan Jin swept under his feet and broke into the more than 20 people, and he directly fought with them with his bare hands.

These people were carefully selected by Gusu Haoyue, not only did they look inferior, but their martial arts were not much worse, Wan Yan Jin was unarmed, so he could only throw off their weapons first or fight back.

Everyone present locked their eyes on Wan Yanjin's body, he was like a cheetah in the forest, his movements were fast and sharp, spinning, backflipping, and locking his throat...... Every movement is so fast, accurate, and ruthless.

In just a short period of time, half of them have already been killed by Wan Yan Jin.

These people are nothing to him at all, when Gusu Wanyue kidnapped Liang Chenyue, Wan Yanjin also killed five hundred people one by one, and the corpses were piled up, didn't he kill a bloody way without saying a word.

Then... Gusu Haoyue also fought with him. I really didn't expect that one day, they would also meet on the battlefield.

Watching his people fall down little by little, Gu Su Haoyue's face did not fluctuate, and looked at Wan Yan Jin indifferently.

Suddenly, the sandalwood fan in Gusu Haoyue's hand moved lightly, and several silver needles whistled out. Wan Yan Jin's attention was originally on those tall and tall men, but he caught a glimpse of Gu Su Haoyue's movements, and he also dodged two silver needles in his busy schedule, and the last silver needle passed by his cheek, hooking up a blood mark, and the blood beads bubbled and gently slid down on his smooth cheeks, mixed with the sweat that had just slipped, it was so dazzling.

If it weren't for the blood mark on Wan Yan Jin's face, maybe no one would have discovered Gusu Haoyue's hidden weapon.

Zhen Ai was so angry that his eyes were red, the saber in his hand was tightly covered, and he suddenly soared into the air on the horse, and inadvertently stepped on the top of the soldier's head and quickly came to a distance of less than a few meters from Gusu Haoyue.

The saber in her hand was immediately pulled out, swaying brightly in the sun, and stabbing straight towards Gusu Haoyue. By the time everyone reacted, they had already seen the scene of the sword stabbing towards Gu Su Haoyue's chest.

Everyone didn't have time to do anything, as if in the next second, the saber in Zhen Ai's hand would naturally pierce Gu Su Haoyue's chest.

In the blink of an eye, only a piercing sound of metal colliding was heard, and when he opened his eyes again, the saber in Zhen Ai's hand had been thrown far away.

Zhen Ai was angry, but when she looked up and saw the face behind the white veil, she was stunned, and she even forgot what she was doing at this moment.

"Tatsu... Tatsuki? She asked uncertainly.

After Liang Chenyue left the palace, they all knew that she had returned to Tianchu with Gusu Haoyue. Even if Tianchu and Dongyue went to war, the friendship between them and Liang Chenyue would definitely not be broken.

The man was wrapped in red armor, standing there upright, his whole body was full of anger, as if he hadn't heard what Zhen Ai said, and he didn't look at her.

At the same time, after Yan Jin's hand, a deeper wound was cut by a sharp sword on the original wound on his face, and the bright blood turned redder.

Wan Yan Jin quickly came back to his senses and used the fastest speed to solve all the people in front of him. Before he could stop, he saw the red voice fall not far from him, and in his hand he held his royal sword, and now it was pointing straight at him.

The wind of the Absolute Dust Valley directly blew away her white scarf, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, and his crimson eyes flashed with rare tenderness at this moment.

This face has always appeared in his mind, in his dreams, when he wakes up, when he thinks about strategy, almost all the time.

It's just that the face that I often think of is her desperate look in front of the palace that day.