Such shocking news made Su Meier stunned. Ling Bingyan was even more unbearable, the murderous aura in his eyes suddenly dissipated most of it, and his voice trembled: "How can this be...... Mu Jingfeng, is what she said true! ”

Mu Jingfeng didn't say a word, but Mu Rong said: "Thirteen years ago, my master had already run out of oil lamps, and your palm almost killed him!" The power of the Divine Martial Sect, the sect master, you should know better than anyone else. It's a miracle that he survived. He went to the Great Snow Mountain not to live in seclusion at all, but to use the cold air of the Snow Mountain to heal his wounds! ”

As he spoke, Mu Rong sighed gloomily: "If it weren't for his profound skills, I'm afraid he would have become a dry skeleton long ago." Rao is like this, the injury has still recurred in recent days, and it has become more and more painful every time. Sect Leader Ling, why do you think I want to go to the Great Swamp and why do I want to go to the Western Regions? It's just to find life-saving three-flavor herbs for my master! All of this, in the end, is thanks to you! ”

Ling Bingyan was completely stunned, and his hand holding the scimitar couldn't help trembling, as if he couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

Mu Rong didn't intend to give up, and continued: "I once heard him say that he has nothing to worry about in this life, but he owes a woman. You always think that you have lived a very hard life in the past 13 years, but have you ever thought that he knows that you have to endure great suffering, and obviously wants to share the burden for you and take you out of the sea of suffering, but he can't do anything, who does this pain talk about? He didn't even know how long he would live! ”

"He never mentioned your name over the years, but he told me a lot of stories. I know that you are the protagonist of those stories. I don't know how complicated your grievances are, I just know that he has you in his heart. ”

"Crotch!"

Ling Bingyan closed her beautiful eyes, and tears slipped down again. She seemed to have lost all her strength, and the crescent-shaped crescent moon knife fell to the ground, like a bottle carrying all the resentment.

When the bottle is broken, does the resentment dissipate?

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Zhan Wushuang refused the kindness of the Oriental Voyage and did not hide in the comfortable carriage.

A good manager should never always put himself in the safest position. The brothers returned to their hearts, and they were exchanged for the generals taking the lead.

What's more, how could he let the person he hated the most be beautiful?

The earth-shattering shouts of killing, and the red blood splashing in the sword light and sword halberd, converged into a miserable and tragic picture.

Sitting on horseback, Zhan Wushuang turned a blind eye to the chaotic and bloody scenes, his angry eyes staring in only one direction.

He saw the forbidden army galloping in the distance, and saw Tang An, who was constantly wielding a sword like a god of war at the forefront. It has been a long time since the war was fought. However, under the leadership of this vigorous and never-give-up army, the Tang defenders, who were obviously inferior in numbers, became more and more courageous, and took advantage of the terrain to block the 60,000-strong army on West Street.

The leader of this force is Tang An.

Dongfang Yuanxing said that the generals should strategize and win thousands of miles, which is a kind of realm, but the battle has obviously not been reached. He has been able to restrain himself so far, and he has exceeded his expectations. If he hadn't remembered the old man's request in the carriage, he would have gone to the battlefield and killed that despicable villain.

And now, his patience has been worn off, and a fire of ignorance is burning in his chest, almost burning the prairie fire.

When he saw that the army led by Tang An showed its might, and even forced the rebels to retreat, he couldn't bear it anymore, lifted the heroic halberd that was taller than himself, and rushed into the battlefield like a wind.

In the carriage, Dongfang Yuanxing, who had been watching the battle situation, flashed a trace of disappointment in his eyes that could not be concealed, and sighed: "Alas, you really only deserve to be a martial artist......

"Ding!"

On the battlefield, Ji Chen forced away a sneak attack of the rebels, watching the black armor army in the distance avoid one after another, a silver figure shone like a meteor in the night sky, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Big brother, it seems that a ruthless person has come." ”

Tang An gasped, and when he saw who was coming, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Fuck, it's a warrior!" ”

Seeing the direction he was running, Tang An knew why he had come.

He has a prominent family background and a respected status, but he is only infatuated with Liu Tingge. His appearance made all his efforts come to naught.

He wants to kill himself!

In the midst of all his thoughts, the warriors have been killed!

"Tang An, take your life!"

The heroic halberd is full of afterimages in the sky, and the momentum is shocking. His person seems to be one with the halberd, the halberd is him, he is the halberd!

Seeing Zhan Wushuang, who was dressed in silver-white armor, stepping on the shoulder of a rebel, and the tip of the halberd pointed directly at Tang An, Li Daqiang was shocked and shouted: "Be careful, my lord! ”

A long knife with the sound of breaking wind did not hesitate to greet Zhan Wushuang.

In the entire "Avengers", no one can compare with Li Dazhuang in strength. With his strong body and strong muscles, he looks like a giant tower.

There was a strong fighting intent in his eyes, and if he could kill the enemy's main general with one move, it would definitely greatly boost the morale of the defenders.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

"Get out!"

Zhan Wushuang shouted violently, and the halberd body and blade collided violently!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, with Li Dazhuang's strength, the long knife couldn't hold it and came out, rolled through a few circles in the air, and plunged into the house with a "doo"!

Li Dazhuang's face changed greatly, and blood gushed from the tiger's mouth of his two big hands. Before he had time to think about why a man who didn't have his own strength in front of him would have so much strength, he was carried by one foot in his chest, and his body of more than 200 catties flew back upside down!

"Da Zhuang!"

Chen Bu's face changed drastically, and he was able to make Li Dazhuang have no power to fight back with one move, which shows that the Golden Sword Warrior really deserves his reputation. He didn't dare to hold it up anymore, and shouted: "Ji Chen! Join forces to fight the enemy! Don-sama, run! ”

Tang An was already dumbfounded, the first time he saw Zhan Wushuang show his martial arts, he didn't expect it to be so fierce.

Speaking from the heart, because of Zhan Lingyun, he really didn't want to fight to the death with Zhan Wushuang. If he let the war family have no queen, how can he be worthy of the old man who has served the country all his life?

But the situation in front of him is obviously out of control, and if he doesn't do anything, he can only be slaughtered!

Zhan Wushuang is like a male lion out of the cage, a heroic halberd is wide open, and no one can stop it. Chen Buping and Ji Chen are both veterans of a hundred battles, but when the two joined forces, they only took five moves under his hands.

"Bang bang!"

Zhan Wushuang stuck the halberd upside down on the ground, his powerful legs kicked out left and right, and the silver-white hem made a pleasant sound, while Chen Buping and Ji Chen had already spurted blood and fell to the sides. If he hadn't been bent on killing Tang An, he wouldn't have had time to take a look at the two of them, I'm afraid they would have died at the moment.

After more than ten days of getting along day and night, I understand what this man has done for Datang, and this forbidden army has regarded him as the backbone of the army. Seeing that the Lord was in crisis, the soldiers around him came to the rescue, weaving an impermeable net.

Unfortunately, the fish in the net are too big to break free from this net sooner or later.

Broken arms and stumps splashed, and the forbidden soldiers used their lives to write an unyielding elegy.

Tang An looked left and right, because the forbidden army was converging in his direction, the pressure of the rebels was greatly reduced, and under the leadership of Zhan Wushuang, who was like entering a no-man's land, he immediately rushed up from all directions!

The situation changed only because of the man in silver-white armor. Seeing the brothers around him constantly dying, Tang An's face was full of anger, and he knew that if he couldn't lead Zhan Wushuang away, the casualties would be even worse.

"Zhan Wushuang, don't you want to kill me? There is a kind of walking with Lao Tzu! ”

"Humph! Can't ask for it! ”

Tang An coldly threw down a sentence, turned his head and rushed into the alley on the right.

Zhan Wushuang raised his halberd at this time, and the four defenders around him held spears and pressed them the halberd shaft, bending the tiger to the ground. Seeing Tang An walking away, he didn't know where he got the strength, so he suddenly shouted, and the four spears flew away at the same time.

"Even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you!"

With red eyes, Zhan Wushuang didn't care about his exhaustion, and he opened a bloody path in the crowded crowd and accelerated to chase after him!

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Nameless Alley.

The sky was gloomy and overcast, as if rain and snow were about to fall at any moment. And the atmosphere in the alley is even more oppressive than this damn weather.

Ling Bingyan's tears dried up, leaving only a pair of sad eyes, flashing with a touching luster.

Her paranoia stems from the suffering she has endured for thirteen years. But even in the most pessimistic time, she didn't forget to make many excuses for Mu Jingfeng.

The Chinese years have passed, and I want to wear it. She waited and waited but only waited for an empty time, full of anticipation and only a pitiful solace left, and she woke up like a dream.

She hated him, unspeakable hatred! What she gave in exchange for everything was just a man's indiscretion.

But just now, Mu Rong's words made her fall into a nightmare again.

She never thought that Mu Jingfeng would suffer so much. With the aura of "the first person in the Tang Dynasty", he was worshiped by all the people of the Tang Dynasty, but he was just a poor man who didn't know when he would leave the West.

It's not that he doesn't want to go down, it's not that he forgets himself!

Taking a foot out with a heavy foot, Ling Bingyan pointed at Mu Rong with a trembling hand, but his eyes never left Mu Jingfeng: "Everything she just said...... Is it true or not? ”

There was no need to ask a lot of words, because she had already chosen to believe them. It's just that she really wants to hear Mu Jingfeng say the answer in person, so that she can comfort herself: it turned out that she was wrong to blame him, and the thirteen years of waiting were not in vain.

Mu Jingfeng was silent, this silence seemed to others to be no different from affirmation.

Mu Rong said: "My master came with a heart of death. He said that if he didn't come, you would go on a killing spree. Rather than corpses strewn all over the field, it is better for him to sacrifice his life. He just wants to use his life to make up for the debt to you, and he doesn't explain because he knows that you can't vent your hatred for thirteen years, and it will be even more painful in the future. Kill the person who brought you pain, and you will be free. ”

Ling Bingyan approached Mu Jingfeng step by step and slowly took his hand. When I felt his weakness, I realized that every word Mu Rong said was true.

Thirteen years of fighting against fate made his face full of wrinkles, and he never saw the sassy and heroic appearance of the year again. His long flowing hair was half white, making him look like an old man in his twilight.

Who is getting old? Who did fate play tricks on?

After many years, a man and a woman who were once dominantly looked at each other, and a thousand words only turned into a complicated glimpse in their eyes.