Luo San completely integrated Fengli's escort team during this period, and he would never let Fengli face thousands of troops alone. He wants to train the escort team to be one against a hundred, and one against a thousand, and he wants to be invincible to himself. He wants to make himself strong, when one day, Wen Mu escorts the wind and leaves, even if thousands of troops chase after him, then he and the escort team can also resist them, and they will never have the slightest chance to break away.

Of course, in the past, Su Hai and they were also incorporated into Luo San's escort team. Luo San originally wanted to hand over the position of captain to Su Hai, but Su Hai shook his head, it was not easy for him to escape from Nie Cheng, how could he let himself enter the fire pit again. Besides, Luo San is Fengli's brother, and he will definitely do better than himself as the captain. So in the end, Luo San was the captain of the pro-guard team. Su Hai's addition made the excellent personal guard team suddenly expand to a thousand people, after all, it was all trained by Fengli himself, and Su Hai had a good foundation, so almost all of them joined. Of course, in the bottom of his heart, Luo San was very satisfied with such a scale, just look at the eyebrows he couldn't help but raise.

Luo San has officially become the captain of the marshal's personal guard, but Huang Zi'an, Tang Yiming, and Mai Long's identities have not risen, and they are still staying in the Undead Legion, but now they are no longer called the Undead Legion, and they have been renamed the Reaper Legion. Because Fengli thinks that every time the undead army is almost scattered, any immortality is a lie. I also lied to others, saying that I would let them survive, but I didn't do it at all. If you can't do it, let others die first. I am the god of death, and when you meet me, even if I die, you will die as well.

When I was a child, I thought that my father and mother could be with me forever, what a beautiful dream it was. I don't want to wake up. But the reality is not, I have been lonely for nearly ten years. At that time, they just got together, and they said that they lived and died together. It was not done at all. Because you have to live, you can do more by living, living is more useful than dying, and living is more meaningful than dying with your brother. Has anyone ever blamed themselves? No, they still walked with Fengli. But Feng Li blamed himself in his heart!

Fengli is a very committed person, and she feels that what she has promised must be done, even if she has a forced reason to give up. That would also be a pimple in her heart. Just like now, Feng Li, who has become the marshal of the Angolan city of Ruz, will still look up at the starry sky. In addition to the parents, the three grandfathers, there are more fallen brothers. I'm sorry you're gone. I'm still here. I'm sorry. I'm broken! I'm sorry, but there are more brothers behind me, and I can't leave them behind, so I'm sorry, I left you behind. I'm more sorry because I have taken over too many things, and I have been tied to commitments, responsibilities, and trusts, and I have lost my promise that I only need to be together with each other, but only a promise between brothers and family.

He promised Nie Cheng. to be the next marshal, and Nie Cheng is even more with his life. Let this promise of yourself become a reality. He also promised him to guard the city of Angola Rus, and promised him to protect Nie Xiaoyu. I promised a lot, and if I was single before, I would never have promised something. And those things are like the gaze of brothers, clinging to themselves tightly and becoming shackles on their bodies.

And Feng Li promised others that he would do it, he would do it very well, and he would never give up halfway. So she could only move forward with shackles, which is why Nie Cheng was very relieved to hand over Angola Ruz City to Fengli. This child has wisdom and promises, she will do a good job, she has the ability to do all the things, this is Nie Cheng's idea.

Fengli often looked at the sky like this, Wen Mu saw that she looked lonely, and asked her, but Fengli didn't say anything. So Wen Mu had no choice but to accompany her to practice swords and sit quietly with her. Fengli's sword was in such a mood, more lonely and helpless, so he was even more silent and sad. Fengli's saber belongs to Nie Cheng, and every marshal of Angola Ruz City has his own saber, but Fengli has a sword because he has a sword, and the requirements for swords are not very strict. Adhering to the principle of using it, everything is someone else's, and she doesn't mind, as long as she uses it herself.

Feng Li minds everyone who leaves her, although she usually looks indifferent, but she takes them to heart and puts her promise in her heart. Those broken promises turned them into swords in their hands, as if they wanted to cut off those pasts. If I can't accompany you, then I will give you a better tomorrow. At the beginning, I said that I could unload my armor and return to the field for that beautiful tomorrow.

Fengli's heart is when there are Meron in the daytime, because of the long-term contact, he can still smile when he gets along with them. But at night, the silence of the night sky always makes the memories clear, so on the night when the night is as cold as water, the wind is more and more indifferent than when he did not come to the city of Angola Luz. Those who fell beside them, those who shed blood, those smiling eyes, are the sadness and cold silence that the wind cannot dissolve. The sword in his hand is like wind and rain, like a silent and cold night, silent and indifferent.

So Wen Mu watched Feng Li's archery improve day by day. He didn't understand, obviously he was watching the wind leave and practicing, and he was also practicing with him, why was the gap so big. Could it really be as the senior brother said, Fengli has a heart of nature, as long as she can integrate with nature, the realm will naturally improve. But I look at the sky and the earth every day, listen to the wind, and look at the clouds, how can I not learn a single star. It seems that his own swordsmanship can only be faster, and the others have not improved by half a point. Fengli also told her experience, but she couldn't understand it.

Alas, Wen Mu shook his head and sighed. I still do what I can do well, and don't think about what I have and don't have. In such a quiet atmosphere, Feng Li's injuries were healed, his swordsmanship improved, and Wen Mu's sword was a little faster.

Lin Jixing's gun is as steady as Mount Tai, and the gun that is as calm as an abyss also has a violent trend. The powerlessness of the car against the passenger car that day turned into anger in his hand, and the spear was like a rampaging dragon, trying to smash the entire sea. Although this was an angry rampage, Lin Jixing was also surprised to find that the furious marksmanship had a different scene when facing the enemy.

He dived in, immersed in such a different experience, and tried to transmit the anger in his heart to the tip of the gun. Take control of the thoughts in your heart, little by little, send that anger and unwillingness into your hands, and try to transmit it to the tip of the gun. Lin Jixing is like this, day after day, trying to experience such an artistic conception and strive to improve his marksmanship. The spear in his hand has also become more sophisticated, and Lin Jixing's combat effectiveness has also risen to a higher level.

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that you are immersed in failure and cannot extricate yourself. Failure can hurt our self-esteem, but it can also motivate us. How can I fail? You can't afford to fail! So you stand up and stand up harder. When you can stand in front of your enemies again, you find that you are stronger, perhaps, stronger than your enemies.

Shi Zichuan also became more and more calm, the knife in his hand, the strong and brave knife, the violent knife, the momentum became more and more calm. The heartache because of Lei Ao and because of his brother's sacrifice for himself is like an endless net, enveloping Shi Zichuan. He put his heartache in the bottom of his heart, but the knife opened, and with one move, the world around him was enveloped.

This is my own world, where the knife is, I am invincible. My world is absolutely up to me. I must not allow myself to be hurt, and I must not allow my brother to fall for me again. Shi Zichuan thought so, and the knife in his hand became more powerful and more encrypted. One sword, one style, one force and one mountain, Shizichuan became more powerful and fierce.

In the battle, only the Arrows participated in the battle, and there were no losses, but their efforts were definitely the strongest. For their leader was wounded, and was seriously wounded, and was almost seriously wounded. The Legion of the Reaper, they are furious. Such a strong leader fell to the ground so powerlessly, and their hearts sank into ice. If it weren't for this luck, they wouldn't have lost their leader? So they worked hard, and they never again left their leader alone in danger, no matter when, together, stood together, side by side, through thick and thin.

Gatu is brave, and the city of Angola is proud. The war in winter was lost so miserably that it seemed to cast a dark gray on the snowy earth of the city of Ruz in Angola, and the heart could no longer see the clear blue of the sky. Feng Li, who was getting better, thought about how to win and break through the dark clouds over the city of Ruz in Angola.

Strength is competent and does not matter; If you can do it, it is not difficult. Wind separation has always been done naturally, and there is rarely a time to do it reluctantly. Even though she has too many promises, she is not in a hurry. She understands that sometimes too strong a desire can become an obstacle to seeing things and judging things. The stronger the desire, the bigger the leaves will be, and you can't be blinded by the leaves.

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Feng Li would not go into battle blindly because she wanted to win, and if she could, she would rather not fight. Because it's freezing outside now, just the supply and demand for food, drink, Lazar, and sleep are enough to add to the sudden headache. I don't know why they insisted, how long they could hold out, and if they retreated without a fight, the wind would be the happiest.

However, with the death of Nie Cheng and the distrust of Feng Li's new appointment, Angola Ruz City needs a victory to boost morale, stabilize the morale of the army, and establish Feng Li's image. After all, from the moment Feng Li took over, Angolan Ruz City was beaten by sudden pressure. Although it doesn't matter if the wind is away, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, if you don't have this mentality, how can you protect it year after year. But the whole city and the soldiers in the city will feel powerless, aggrieved, and they will have absolutely no hope. The new marshal has left them without hope! (To be continued......)

PS: I can't update tomorrow if I have something, but today we are together