"The big boss is back!"

In the right and wrong village, Lang Mutou and the leaders looked at the broken gate in a daze.

They had already prepared plans to burn all the jade and stones, and even prepared fire oil and wood, planning to bring in the people of the Southern Dynasties and then burn them in one fell swoop.

They will die in the stockade with these dog thieves of the Southern Dynasty.

But now, that familiar figure is back.

Qiu Buping stood alone outside the gate of the broken village, facing the thousands of troops in front of him alone, and behind him, there was a tattered village of right and wrong, a group of remnants who were no longer able to fight.

He protected the cottage alone.

Just like ever.

When Lang Mutou saw the familiar figure with a gun, his heart immediately relaxed a lot.

The fear of impending death seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and it seemed that as long as there was someone in front of him, right and wrong would never die.

As soon as his heart was relieved, Lang Mu felt dizzy and sat on the ground.

His left arm was covered in bloody scabs, and the wound had not even been bandaged.

There were many leaders and soldiers who relaxed like him, and for a while, there was a low groan of pain in the entire village.

"Look, kidnapper! The big boss is back! We're saved! ”

"Kidnappers? Kidnapper! ”

Lang Mutou called out to his good brother, but he didn't get a response, he looked back and saw that the lame money crutch was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his head down.

Seems to have fallen asleep.

He was still clutching the severed knife in his hand, blood staining a pool of blood beneath him.

"Kidnappers!"

Lang Mutou pounced and hugged the money kidnapper.

But his good brother was no longer breathing, but before he died of exhaustion, there was still a smile on his bloodstained face.

A relaxed smile.

It seems that he feels joy for the revenge and injustice to save right and wrong again.

He is the most determined.

He has been saying that the big bosses will not give up on them and leave alone.

Qian Kidnapper is right, Qiu Buping is back.

But...

"Big boss!"

Lang Mu's miserable voice sounded like a night owl in this dead night, like weeping blood and screaming.

"The kidnapper is dead! The kidnapper is dead! Avenge him! ”

Qiu Buping's fingers clasped up and made a soft sound.

There was a touch of sadness in his eyes, and there was also a touch of self-blame.

Behind him, the silent wounded soldiers of the Zhai Village, staggering out of the broken gate one after another, they were very silent.

One by one, holding swords, standing behind Qiu Buping.

No one shouted, no one yelled.

It's like a ghost soldier crawling out of the Yellow Spring, once again gathering under the banner of hatred.

A lieutenant may be afraid of it, so he gives birth to a fierce force under the pressure.

He rode his horse towards Qiu Buping, and everyone behind him also wanted to follow, but before he could rush into Qiu Buping's twenty feet in front of him, blood flashed.

Even the men and horses were divided into four.

The stump and severed arm smashed into the sea of corpses and blood, and even the wisp of the war cry that had not yet been emitted was sealed in the throat.

The soldiers who had followed him stopped where they were.

They didn't dare to come forward.

No one even saw how Qiu Buping's shot came out.

He didn't seem to move.

Qiu Buping was slow and methodical, reached out and tore off the underwear, and slowly wrapped a wisp of white cloth around his forehead.

It's like wearing linen and filial piety.

When he raised his head again, the cold light in his eyes and the killing intent on his body made Weihou Zhao Lian, who had fought all his life, unable to help but take a step back.

Thousands of elite soldiers were so frightened by one person that they didn't dare to step forward.

Qiu Buping grabbed the bright silver spear and took a step forward.

The soldiers behind him also took a step forward, and the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty who were facing him in front of him didn't want to retreat, they didn't want to show their cowardice.

But the murderous aura that rushed to the sky gathered into an entity, just like the roar of thousands of troops, overwhelming people.

On Qinglong Mountain, the wind suddenly rose.

The torches that were blown and flew like the drums of war, and the angry waves rolled.

After a few breaths, Qiu Buping took his spear and stepped forward.

"Kill!"

A battle cry sounded like angry thunder, and the mourning soldiers behind him responded in unison.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the torches burning on the entire cottage were extinguished by the manic wind.

When night falls, there is no light.

The yellow spring is wide open, and the soul is devoured.

"Kill!"

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When Shen Qiu and the others rushed to the first gate of Qinglong Mountain, they saw countless routs rushing down from the mountain.

The vanguard of the Southern Korean army was defeated.

When Qiu Buping commanded the mourning soldiers of the Zhai Village, they couldn't even hold out a stick of incense.

"Wow"

The greedy wolf came out of the sheath, Shen Qiu stepped forward and said to the people behind him:

"Don't be stunned."

"Up!"

After surviving the deepest night, dawn soon came.

Shen Qiu and his party walked halfway up the mountain, and saw that there were people from the village who were cleaning up the corpses.

In front of the walled gate, thousands of corpses were dropped in layers in the land of a hundred feet, and the smell was like Shura hell.

The original mighty right and wrong village has been almost destroyed, the gate of the village is broken, and there are still some flames burning on the outer wall.

The village was also in a mess, and the three-story wooden building Juyi Hall, which was originally in the village, along with the surrounding buildings, was burned to the ground.

The surviving soldiers and leaders are cooking in an open air on the left side of the stockade.

Everyone's face was still numb after the fight.

Some are still secretly weeping.

More people, digging in the back of the stockade, had to bury their brothers who had died in battle, and they didn't even have a thin-skinned coffin, so they had to sweep it with grass and bury it in the soil.

This seems to be the end of all the heroes of the green forest.

Seven points of desolation, two points of sadness, and a ray of joy in the place of death.

These emotions are mixed together, making this miserable village full of depression.

Qiu Buping is in the back village, which is the best place to be preserved in the first war of right and wrong.

He was looking at his brother.

The second master, Liu Junshan, was lying in a side room, and the originally bold bearded man was extremely injured at this time, and he lost an arm.

But this is not a fatal injury.

What was truly fatal was that the body was burned by the fire, and two-thirds of the skin on the body was burned.

This kind of injury, in this era, is incurable.

He held on to his breath and suffered in endless pain until now.

Like Qian Kidnapper, Liu Junshan firmly believes that the feud will come back, just like countless times before, the commander is right and wrong to break the enemy and kill the general.

And his eldest brother did not disappoint him.

"The big boss, the Southern Dynasty has withdrawn."

Lang Mu was wearing Bai Xiao, and his body was also full of bandages, he dragged his legs, walked into the house, and whispered to the big boss sitting next to Liu Junshan's bed:

"They retreated thirty miles, and it is said that the old dog of Zhao Lian, who was stabbed by the big boss, is already dying."

"Hmm."

Qiu Buping nodded, his face calm.

He said:

"Wood, go and gather everyone, and in the afternoon, set up a drink for the brothers who died in the war to see them off."

"Yes."

Lang Mutou glanced at the second master lying on the bed, although he was still alive, he was not as good as the dead second master, and he thought of the money kidnapper who died in the war, and his eyes were sour.

So he hid his face and withdrew.

He walked out of the courtyard and saw Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie standing outside the courtyard, Lang Mutou's eyes darkened, he stepped forward and said to Xiao Tie:

"The big boss is talking to the second boss, don't bother."

"Also, Xiao Tie."

Lang Mutou wiped his eyes, this tall and thin man, said to Xiao Tie:

"I didn't like you before because you made our brother die innocently.

But this time, you fought with the big boss, and saved me from the non-village, those brothers, and the kidnappers Ruoquan knows, probably won't blame you anymore.

You're good. ”

Lang Mu raised his hand and patted Xiao Tie on the shoulder, and he said in a gloomy tone:

"I didn't embarrass the big boss and right and wrong."

After speaking, Lang Mutou left in a daze.

Xiao Tie's face was sad, he also heard about the death of Qian Kidnapper, and when he thought of the previous misunderstanding, he felt even more guilty in his heart.

"Don't think about it."

Shen Qiu glanced back at the tragic situation of Right and Wrong, he patted Xiao Tie's arm and said:

"It's all a matter of life and death, so you have to look at it. Let's go, go see your father and your second uncle. ”

"However, Uncle Wood told me not to bother."

Xiao Tie hesitated.

Shen Qiu took a step forward, and said to Xiao Tie:

"Your father lost his brother, and right and wrong suffered this great disaster, it is when you need your comfort and encouragement, which is the duty of a parent.

If you don't go now, do you want your father to grieve alone? ”

Xiao Tie heard that Shen Qiu was reasonable, so he also followed.

When the two walked into the room, they saw Qiu Buping with his hands on Liu Junshan's miserable body, injecting his strange battle spirit into the second master, trying to wake him up.

Shen Qiu shook his head when he saw the miserable burn.

Such severe burns are difficult to treat in his hometown, and the second master left, and it is estimated that it will be today.

"He was physically wounded, he was in too much pain, and his body instincts kept him unconscious, which was to protect him."

Shen Qiu took a step forward and said softly:

"The enemy owner still doesn't want to forcibly wake up the second master, which will cause him irreversible damage to his spirit."

"I know the second brother's character."

Qiu Buping did not listen to the persuasion, but said:

"My second brother has become like this, he would rather die than live like this, but he has survived until now, this is waiting for me to return, and he still has something to say to me."

"This..."

Shen Qiu hesitated for a moment, his fingers moved, and said to the big boss:

"I have a way to make the second master feel pain for a while, which may make him sober up for a while.

It's just that the enemy of the village, with all due respect, the second master's injury is already a lack of skills, if it provokes a return to the light, I am afraid..."

"It's okay!"

Qiu Buping withdrew his hands and said to Shen Qiu:

"Shen Shaoxia just do it, if my second brother can still know, he will only thank you, and he won't blame you."

"Okay."

Shen Qiu said a few words to Xiao Tie, and after a while, Xiao Tie found the green girl.

The latter saw Liu Junshan's tragic situation and turned pale with fright, but he still obediently took out a roll of black cloth from his arms.

The black cloth scroll was filled with all kinds of hidden weapons, and Shen Qiu took out seven needles from it, burned them with candle flames, and washed them with spirits to wash away the poison.

According to the set of "ghost shadow needles" from Kutuo in his memory, seven needles were quickly inserted into Liu Junshan's seven acupuncture points.

He nodded to Qiu Buping, who entered his true qi again, and after a while, Liu Junshan groaned and barely opened his left eye, which had indeed been burned out.

When he saw the grievances in front of him, he was excited to sit up, but was hurriedly held down by Shen Qiu.

"Big brother!"

The miserable second master spoke weakly, but he tried to raise his hand, and Qiu Buping immediately held it.

But Liu Junshan didn't feel it, this was natural, and the secret technique of the Ghost Shadow Needle not only sealed the pain, but also closed the five senses.

This is extremely harmful to the human body, and it is also a forbidden technique in this set of ghost shadow needles.

"I'm coming back late, second brother, don't blame me."

Qiu Buping held the flesh and blood of the second brother's hand, and he said softly:

"You have held on until now, what else is there to be injustice, and tell me, my eldest brother will definitely do it for you!"

"The third child!"

Liu Junshan said in a weak tone:

"I lasted until the eldest brother returned, just to talk to the eldest brother about the third child."

Shen Qiu sighed secretly.

This Liu Junshan is really a man of temperament, and he can't tolerate the betrayal of the ghost scholar.

Until now, I think I want to avenge him and the dead in the war.

But the next moment, he heard Liu Junshan say it clearly.

"Big brother, don't blame the third brother."

"Huh?"

Shen Qiu's eyes widened.

This...

Is this Liu Junshan crazy?

was harmed like this by Wu Shifeng, and he actually spoke for him?

"The third child did something wrong."

Qiu Buping said softly:

"I'll naturally take care of him, second brother, you don't have to worry."

"No, eldest brother, don't blame the third brother."

The second master coughed with difficulty, his one-eyed eyes were full of pleading, and he said to Qiu Buping:

"Before the third brother made a mistake, he talked to me a lot.

Now that I think about it, what the third brother said is reasonable.

Big brother, we have been dragging you down, and heroes like you should dominate the world and be free, instead of being trapped in this village of right and wrong with no future.

Ahem, eldest brother, third brother is right.

If we are bandits one day, all sentient beings are bandits, and bandits can only create murder, so how can we save people?

This is not up and down the village, only the third brother really understands the worries of the eldest brother, but we are immersed in the coolness of doing the right thing for the sky. ”

Liu Junshan sighed, and he said:

"We waited to build the right and wrong village, I wanted to make Qilu stable, I wanted to end the world's grievances, the more we killed, the more grievances were feuded.

Qilu is also getting more and more chaotic.

I'm a rough person, eldest brother, I can't think of this, but the third brother thought of it, if it goes on like this, right and wrong will be the same as the bandits and bullies I usually despise?

This was definitely not the ideal of the big brother at that time.

Right and wrong, if it's gone, it's gone, big brother, don't worry about me anymore.

If you find Xiao Tie, God will have mercy on you.

Don't lose this sentiment again.

God is asking the eldest brother to give up right and wrong, to be an innocent person, big brother, don't go any further, this green forest road, there is no good result. ”

The terrifying face of the second master tried to show a smile.

His breathing became short, and Qiu Buping hurriedly increased the input of battle qi, this strange energy, but Liu Junshan spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Shen Qiu shook his head at Qiu Buping, he put his hands on Liu Junshan's body, and the more mellow Xue Ji True Qi entered the body of the second master.

made Liu Junshan let out a comfortable moan.

But the flame of his life has dimmed to the extreme.

"Big brother, big brother! Are you there? We can't see you anymore. ”

Liu Junshan didn't seem to see what was in front of him, he was a little flustered and moved his hand in the air, Qiu Buping hurriedly held his hand and said:

"I'm here, second brother, I'm here."

"Big brother, in this life, I can build this right and wrong village with my eldest brother, and I will be famous in the world, I Liu Junshan has not wasted my life in this life, and I have no family.

There is no worry about the aftermath, but I can't worry about the big brother. ”

Liu Junshan used his last strength to clasp Qiu Buping's hand, and his voice became more and more difficult.

Xiao Tie and Qingqing who watched this scene secretly wiped their tears.

Outside the window, there was another sad flute, it was a young man who didn't know when he arrived, and he was playing the flute to see off Liu Junshan.

"Let's get away from the village.

The third brother is right, this is just a shackle that binds the eldest brother, and there is nothing to be nostalgic for. Big brother, follow Xiao Tie out of Qinglong Mountain.

Never come back. ”

Liu Junshan's mouth was bleeding, he clasped his hand of revenge, there was no light in his eyes, and he said intermittently:

"No wonder... Don't blame the third brother... It's all for, big brother is good..."

"Spare him, spare him..."

The strength in Liu Junshan's hand dissipated, and the fingers slipped weakly from Qiu Buping's hand.

Shen Qiu sighed, withdrew his hand, and retreated to Qingqing's side, although the little junior sister didn't like Liu Junshan's indifference and rudeness before.

But at this time, he hugged his senior brother and cried like a tearful person.

Qiu Buping stretched out his hand and helped Liu Junshan close his eyes, he knelt in front of the bed and kowtowed to his brother to say goodbye.

"My son, kneel!"

Qiu Buping said a word, and Xiao Tie, who was full of tears, knelt on the ground with a bang, and heard Qiu Buping say to him:

"Three bows and nine knocks."

"See off your second uncle."