"Kill!"

The second child yelled to kill a general of the Xuanyuan Division, but he didn't want to see a long arrow through his chest, he knew, this was the secret arrow that killed their brother. At this time, he also followed, blood gushing from his chest, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Falling from the beast, his eyes stubbornly looked at Chi You's figure, not closed, perhaps he was still praying a moment before he died, his king, his brothers could escape from the siege.

His beast stood beside him, hissing at the sky, the sky became more and more oppressive, the beast was screaming, for his master, and soon the four-hoofed beast knelt down, lay on the ground, and closed its eyes.

The wind roars, the wind moves, the beasts scream and weep Lord; The grassland field, the sound of swords and guns, and the battle on the battlefield without regret to die.

"Second brother!"

It was the seventeenth child, and he was not far from the second brother, and he saw the second brother fall under the dark arrow. Old Seventeen was more than eight feet long, powerful and powerful, he saw the man in the distance, roared, and threw the battle in his hand at the villain, piercing his heart.

Seeing that he had killed the villain, Old Seventeen suddenly felt that his body was stabbed by something, and when he turned around, he saw a Xuanyuan soldier's sword stabbed into his back. This little thief dared to stab himself, and Old Seventeen roared at the man.

"Drink!"

The man was shocked to death by this sound, and the old seventeen ignored it, turned around again and was about to go to see the second brother.

After taking a step, he stopped, his body stiffened, and blood spurted out of his mouth. His eyes were still looking at the second brother lying on the ground, but he couldn't move anymore, his hand stretched out to the second brother with great effort, but soon fell from the air, lost his vitality, and fell straight to the ground.

There were dozens of weapons stuck in his back, as well as dozens of Xuanyuan soldiers with pale faces, and when they saw Lao Seventeen falling, they all softened. However, they forgot that this was a battlefield, and that they could lose their lives if they were distracted for a moment, and several wild horses rushed in front of them, leaving their headless bodies and galloping away.

After all, the number of people was small, and soon the remaining five, thirteen, twenty-nine, and seventy-six people were surrounded in a corner. The warriors of Jiuli were almost gone on the battlefield, and only a few of them were still desperately resisting.

Seeing such a form, Lao Wu wiped the blood on his face and raised his head to the sky and roared. When the other three saw the fifth child like this, they all laughed, as if they were not anxious for their own safety and disdained death. For they saw their king, and their eldest brother with the rest of his brothers had broken out of the siege, gone, safe, and they should laugh, and deserve to laugh.

"Poof"

Lao Wu slashed himself at the place where Chi You left, smiling. Kneeling on the ground, facing into the distance, that was the direction of the Jiuli tribe.

Old Thirteen wiped the knife in his hand and smiled.

"The fifth ghost is very good, Zhilu Dao will go to the second brother and them first!"

"He's afraid of getting lost!"

Twenty-Nine said with a smile, ignoring the surrounding Xuanyuan warriors.

"I'm the youngest, it's my turn!"

Seventy-six was tightened, and the dagger in his hand was inserted into his heart.

"Poof, poof"

Two successive sounds of weapons entering the flesh, the four of them ended their lives in their own way, leaning on each other.

The warriors of the Xuanyuan tribe retreated, and Chiyou also left, leaving only a group of lonely souls, wandering the grassland. No, there was another person, that was Qin Feng, he bit his mouth and witnessed all this, and tears slipped down quietly.

"Boom"

There was a bang.

Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the gray sky, a drop of water passed through his face, but he could feel it. Not long after, the downpour poured down, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way bursting its embankment and pouring on this grassland.

Perhaps, he is going to wash away the filth and blood of the grassland. Or, he was crying for those warriors who died in battle, the Xuanyuan tribe, the Jiuli tribe.

Qin Feng looked at the old thirteen or fourteen people leaning together, and said to himself, is this true, or is it a dream?

Tears rolled down her cheeks, drop by drop.

Qin Feng closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to see the appearance of these warriors, these heroes throwing their corpses in the wilderness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the cave, and his eyes were still filled with countless weapons, and nothing had changed. Of course, if you insist on saying anything, now Qin Feng has a black gun in front of him, and there are already some rust stains on the black gun, but it still can't hide the edge of that peerless divine weapon.

Qin Feng suspected that he was dreaming, but his fingers gently touched the tears on his face, and the wetness told Qin Feng that it seemed to be true. A dream of Nanke? He was confused, he didn't know what was going on, was it really just a dream?

He also noticed that the spear in front of him was a little familiar, but he didn't recognize it. Stretching out his hand and grabbing the spear, Qin Feng's heart trembled. It was that feeling, it was that calling, he felt his blood start to boil, he felt that this was what he was.

The swarthy spear, stuck straight into the ground, pointed at the sky, seemed to want to tear apart the heaven and earth that bound it. The tasseled hair on the head of the spear had long since lost its trace, and it was bare, but the tip of the spear seemed to swallow a devouring light.

Quirky and natural, this is a good gun!

Is it a halberd sinking in the sand? Qin Feng didn't know why he thought of such a word, and his heart was a little sentimental, as if this was a sad place, and this gun had its own story. What surprised Qin Feng the most, and what was expected, was that he thought of Chi You.

That's right, this gun is very similar to the black gun galloping on the battlefield in Chi You's hand, Qin Feng still remembers the coldness of the black gun cutting across his neck. Although he didn't take his own life as he imagined, Qin Feng really felt it.

The warriors harvested by the black spear do not know how many, all the enemies in front of it have fallen, just ask the heroes of heaven and earth, who dares to attack it throughout the ages! Its owner is a god, and it is the weapon of God.

Stroking the body of the gun, the mottled rust has witnessed the changes of many years, ups and downs. For thousands of years, it has long been a matter of right and wrong, and the ancient history has become even more difficult to recognize and chaotic.

Touching the body of the gun, Qin Feng was even more sure that this was Chi You's black gun, the peerless killer that made the sun and the moon lose its brilliance and made the heroes avoid it. Qin Feng didn't want to delve into anything, history had already been buried, and no matter how much he knew, it would be useless, he would only be more uneasy in his heart.

Looking around, everything was the same as when I entered the cave, cold and obscure.

At this time, all the weapons had no vibration, calm had been restored, and the killing spirit had weakened. It seemed to be facing Qin Feng like a pilgrimage, no, it should be the black gun in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't take a good look at the surroundings when he opened his eyes, first he found his tears, and then he saw the black gun. Only now did I have the heart to look around. Needless to say, he would never be where he was when he came in, because when he came in front of him was a sword, a sword stuck in the ground.

Now that he had become a spear, he knew that he had definitely moved, and he vaguely felt that he had come to this place in a dream. Now the place where he stood was the center of the cavern, and arguably the center of all weapons.

At a glance, the dense divine weapons were inserted upside down on the ground, and only the black spear in front of him was inserted.

This scene seems to be a little weird, and the layout is even more confusing to Qin Feng, although he doesn't know what the problem is, but he will definitely not be so calm all the time. This black gun, Qin Feng likes it very much, he has already regarded it as Chiyou's divine weapon, the weapon of that god-like man, he respects Chiyou!

However, this spear is destined to be fought on the battlefield, and its future master must also stand at the pinnacle, it is a unique and peerless divine weapon, it should be the king of all weapons, just like its master.

Qin Feng likes it very much, but his dream is not to fight on the battlefield, he has killed a lot on the grassland in the past few years. He is the god of killing on the grassland, the nightmare of the grassland people, and the master of the grassland people. He really doesn't like killing, and he doesn't do the same with the steppe people, he doesn't slaughter unscrupulously. He only killed those steppe nobles who dared to commit crimes, plundered the Han people, and killed the leaders.

But he still can't finish killing, in fact, he also knows that if he wants to solve it completely, he has to pay attention to one principle, that is, to kill everything. Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai also said it, but Qin Feng really couldn't do it, he hadn't grown up yet.

Therefore, despite his extreme love for the gun in his hand, he didn't even think about taking it away, he would only make the divine soldier dusty. He wouldn't allow himself to do such a thing, because it was Chi You's weapon, because that gun would only be in the king's hands, and he, Qin Feng, couldn't be the king now.

Qin Feng let go of his hand, and the black spear seemed to know that Qin Feng didn't want it, and the body of the gun trembled slightly.

Now he wants to get out of the city, but the problem is, he doesn't know how he got in, how to get out of the road now?

"Have you decided?"

At this time, the old man's voice came from nowhere, and Qin Feng looked around.

"Don't look for it, since you've decided, then close your eyes and go, you'll come out."

Qin Feng closed his eyes without hesitation and strode out, even if he knew that there were thousands of weapons in front of him just now, Qin Feng did not hesitate. Because, he believed that the old man would let him out, and he couldn't get out himself.

"Boom"

A voice from ancient times shook Qin Feng's eyes open, and in front of him was the old Taoist, the old Taoist smiled, and Qin Feng also smiled.

Maybe he didn't reach the answer in the old man's heart, but the old man still admitted himself, and Qin Feng smiled. But he didn't know what the old man was laughing at, so he was a little confused.

"Teacher, what are you laughing at?"

The old man pretended to be a gesture, mysterious and mysterious, and shook his head slowly.

"The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it!"

Qin Feng didn't say a word, he walked towards the way he came, muttering something in his mouth.

"Cut, pretend to be a ghost, a god stick. The old man of Taoism, what kind of Buddha he talks about, ridiculous. ”

"What did you say, bastard?"

But he didn't want the old Taoist priest's ears to be so smart, Qin Feng ran away with a brush and disappeared on the road.

At this time, Lao Dao became serious again, looked at the cave that closed the door, and muttered to himself.

"When the sun and moon shine together, you will come back!"