If the dream lasts for a long time, it is like reliving the old dream in another life.

Wen Ruofei and Fu Hengsheng seemed to dream back to the picture when they were young, when Ximen Xiong killed the blood-stained sky of the Kyushu Continent with one shot. When the two of them were young, they regarded Ximenxiong and other Beiyuan Thirteen as idols, and respected Ximenxiong and others from the bottom of their hearts.

Wen Ruofei vaguely remembered that when Ximen Xiong was upright and in his prime, he wore maroon sparkling armor to guard the frontier. Fu Hengsheng especially remembered the scene when Ximen Xiong scolded and shocked the millions of male troops.

Wen Ruofei and Fu Hengsheng have lived in the military camp since they were children, and they are both orphans. It can be said that the barracks are their home, and the generals are their parents and relatives.

It is conceivable that when the two of them watched the death of one after another respected Beiyuan Thirteen Generals, the heart-wrenching pain was heartbreaking.

"The deputy general of the Wind Cavalry Army, if you hear it, you have seen Miss Simon."

Suddenly, Wen Ruofei stepped forward and said with a fist to Ximen Rou, who was sitting quietly in front of Xu Muchuan.

"The deputy general of the Wind Cavalry, Fu Hengsheng, meet Miss Simon."

Fu Hengsheng then also said politely to Ximen Rou, looking at the fiery color in Ximen Rou's eyes, as if expressing his respect for Ximen Xiong.

Ximen Rou's delicate body was stunned, and her beautiful eyes turned to look at Wen Ruofei and the two of them standing behind Xu Muchuan. Then, Ximen Rou immediately stood up and bowed and responded, "The two generals are polite." ”

After Wen Ruofei and Fu Hengsheng treated Ximen Rou politely, they stood back in place, they knew very well what they should do, and they would not overstep.

"My lord, you're in a bad situation right now." Ximen Rou smiled at Fu Hengsheng and Wen Ruofei, then turned to look at Xu Muchuan and said solemnly.

"What do you mean, Miss Simon?" Xu Muchuan knew that he was on the edge of the cliff now, but he was curious about what the situation in Ximenrou's mouth meant.

Ximen Rou stared deeply at the angular Xu Muchuan, and exhaled a breath of fragrant orchid: "My lord, I heard that you are investigating the matter of human trafficking, I advise you to stop here, don't touch the melons in Shunteng, otherwise you will face an unprecedented crisis." ”

"Miss Simon, I'll call you that!" Xu Muchuan got up and walked to the window, looked in the direction of the capital, and said in a deep voice: "There is a cemetery there, called Shen Yuan, I think Miss Ximen should know very well who the people buried there are!" If it weren't for him, I, Xu Muchuan, would have died by the knife a long time ago, let alone today. I don't have any goals to live in the Beiyuan Kingdom, but now I want to inherit the will of your father Ximenxiong, let him rest in peace, and repay his original kindness. ”

Shen ...... Ximen Rou lowered her eyes and muttered a few times, then raised her eyebrows and stared at Xu Muchuan: "But, you are dying." I came this time, first, I want to see you and repay you for saving your life, although you are unintentional, but I Ximen Rou does not like to owe favors. The second is to prevent you from investigating, the cause and effect involved are too great, and if you lose your mind, you will fall deep into the bottom of the cliff and never recover. ”

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that General Hefeng's agreement won't be completed, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to walk around the Beiyuan Kingdom in two years." Xu Muchuan smiled indifferently, not taking the danger that Ximen Rou said in his heart at all.

Since Xu Muchuan led his troops out of the capital, in the past few months, he has experienced many assassinations and raids. Many times, those poisons and other things were cleared by Wen Ruofei and others before they were delivered to his mouth.

Death, Xu Muchuan is not afraid. It can be said that he does not care about his life at all now. It's just that he can't forget the sloppy old man in the white prison uniform back then, and he can't forget the seventy-year-old general Fengqingwen who still wears a heavy iron helmet to guard the frontier.

He didn't want to miss the appointment, and he didn't want the two-year agreement with Feng Qingyu to expire. Because Xu Muchuan knew that the thirteen generals of the Beiyuan back then were now only Feng Qingyu alone, and Feng Qingyu no longer had the belief to live. Because of this, Xu Muchuan wanted to give Feng Qingyu a reason to live, he believed that Feng Qingyu would abide by the agreement between them, and they were looking forward to the day of goodbye in two years.

"General Wind? What the adults are talking about is ......" Ximen Rou's heart trembled, and she asked in a low voice.

Xu Muchuan grinned and replied, "It is General Feng Qingyu, the old general who guards the frontier. ”

Feng Qingyu, the only living myth in the world. It is precisely because of his existence that the two countries of Shu have not been sending troops to attack for a long time.

In order to kill Liu Xunji, the thirteenth general of Beiyuan, Shu used layers of serial schemes, and at the cost of tens of thousands of troops, Liu Xunji was besieged to death. All kinds of vivid memories at the beginning, Liu Xunji's blood-stained battlefield style lingers, countless people are lamenting that the warrior is old, if Liu Xunji is upright and in his prime, why not be afraid of his Shu country's serial schemes, a spear pushes everything.

It's a pity that people can't resist the erosion of time after all. Liu Xunji was still cut off when he was exhausted, and his dignity was greatly lost.

Now, hearing the last living warrior, Wen Ruofei and Fu Hengsheng's figures were obviously shocked, and their bodies couldn't help but straighten up.

Standing behind Ximen Rou, a sad color also flashed in her beautiful eyes, and the desolation couldn't help but diffuse from her pupils.

"You...... Have you made an appointment with him? What conventions? The veil on Ximen Rou's face fluttered slightly because of the pandan in her mouth, and a light and graceful ethereal aura came to her face.

"Within two years, we will clear the internal worries of the Beiyuan Kingdom, and then raise troops to point directly at Shuli, and avenge the tragic death of Liu Xunji, the thirteenth general of the Beiyuan!"

Xu Muchuan clenched his fists, and the raging power swept across the entire sky.

The look in Ximen Rou's eyes instantly condensed, and after being stunned, he said in disbelief: "You...... It's too arrogant, do you know that the current Beiyuan Kingdom is like being eaten by countless termites and is full of holes, no matter how you toss, it is impossible to clear it in just two years. ”

"Two years. Very short. So, I can't stop. Miss Simon, do you understand? Xu Muchuan turned around and went back to what Ximen Rou had warned him just now, gave her the answer, and gave her a full reason.

"But......" Ximen Rou bit her red lips lightly, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she wanted people to go and pity her.

"There is nothing to do, I Xu Muchuan will do things, and if I don't succeed, I will become benevolent. Death, what is there to fear? Before Ximen Rou could open her mouth to admonish, Xu Muchuan interrupted her words, looked at the direction of the capital with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice.

Looking at Xu Muchuan's unwavering side face, Ximen Rou pondered for a long time, and finally did not say any words of warning, and sighed lightly: "Since this is the case, it is inconvenient for me to say more." I hope you can really walk around the North Abyss Country! ”

"Well, Miss Simon, it's not convenient for you to stay in Nancheng longer, go back where you come from! After all, none of us know what the one in the capital thinks. ”

Xu Muchuan nodded slowly, turned around and stared at the white dress in front of him, and said softly.