The will invisibly makes up another world. In this imaginary world that seems to be real, on the battlefield, there are rivers of blood, and the sky is dyed red with blood.

Hao Yunzheng, who was deeply stimulated by Orange, when he was about to lose, he swept in all directions with his only hand and a halberd.

Cut off Qingxuan's head, the halberd swept the world, and the army of millions, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, one after another, all fell.

Gu Yuan and Mo Yuan were killed under the halberd one after another.

In the end, Haoyun Zheng's halberd broke, covered in blood. But it still does not change the invincible bravery.

There was no emotion in his eyes, he looked very calm, and even gave people a sense of sadness and indignation.

As the saying goes, when a hero is angry, he will rush to the crown, and the general will be angry and bloody. At this time, Haoyun Zheng, who is both a hero and a general. For the sake of his second sister, for the sake of those suffering people, he was angry at the crown, and he was unstoppable by millions of heroes.

The bones slowly piled up into a mountain of meat. Haoyun Zheng stood on the top of the mountain.

The halberd in his hand broke, but he brutally killed the last few soldiers. In the end, he supported his body with a halberd and let himself die, and he also stood on top of the endless mountain of flesh and did not fall.

And at this moment, in the Imperial Garden, everyone has not yet reacted, and it seems that they can still see the vast clouds standing arrogantly on the mountain of corpses in the illusory world.

The sound of the guqin plays a sad music, expressing the sorrow of the hero.

Even if thousands of miles of blood are killed, even if thousands of people are invincible, so what? Heroes, true heroes, are always sad. They have only one destiny in life, and that is to die, to die on the battlefield, to fall in the river of blood.

In the Imperial Garden, when the last sound of the piano stopped, everyone could not help but cry.

In a quiet imperial garden, there is no longer the sound of the guqin, no longer the sound of the guzheng, no longer the roar of thunder and drums, no longer the sound of the bamboo flute, it seems to be quiet.

At this moment, it seems that everyone is still grieving for the real hero, sinking into the scene where the hero is invincible, the blood is dry, and only tears are retained.

The hero did not shed tears, and those present shed them for him.

Hao Yunzheng slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were also full of mist.

A battlefield drill, a song sung through the ages, an invincible competition, and an epic competition came to an end.

"Brother Hao, I'm Gu Yuan, I'm willing to bow down!"

Gu Yuan was the first to come back to his senses, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he hugged his fist at Hao Yunzheng.

At this time, tears were already dripping from Gu Yuan's face. These are tears shed for true heroes.

"Brother Hao, I, Mo Yuan, will also serve you today!" Mo Yuan danced the thunder drum and hugged Hao Yunzheng. There was a hint of loneliness in his voice.

"Brother Hao, it seems that although we are conceited, we have always walked in the wrong fantasy! Qing Xuan also clenched his fists, and his voice was a little delicate, not like a man's words. It was as if he was still crying for that hero.

Hao Yunzheng's eyes wandered, and he didn't speak.

Qing Xuan sighed, shook his head, and said, "In the past, in my mind, a real hero should be one who is in the spotlight and radiant. But I don't want to, the real hero should be for the country and the people, and have his own protection. Die for your own protection, die for your own protection!"

Gu Yuan and Mo Yuan both agreed with Qing Xuan's words, and both nodded at the same time.

Finally, Hao Yunzheng also nodded slightly, and said: "Invincible, at most he can be regarded as a victorious general." It was a fighting machine that was born to fight and died to fight, and it was not a hero. Only when you have your own protection and your own will can you be considered a real hero. I am not talented, but without belittling myself, I am also a generation of heroes. I have my guard. I have my country, I have my relatives.

For my country, for my loved ones. On the battlefield of the coming days, I will fill the moat with my blood, and make walls out of my flesh and bones to stop all enemies from attacking. ”

Hao Yunzheng's words were atmospheric, but there was a bit of sadness in his voice.

All the ministers below bowed their heads, and no one spoke.

After half a ring, finally, Gu Yuan spoke up and said, "I waited to come today, in fact, I just wanted to discuss with Brother Hao what should happen when I faced the battlefield in the future. At the same time, we will work together to establish a rule for future wars in order to maintain balance. In addition, I also got some benefits in that secret realm this time, and there are a few things I want to give to Brother Hao. After all, if you can enter the secret realm safely and come out again, everything depends on Brother Hao, so I hope Brother Hao will not see outside. ”

After speaking, Gu Yuan took out a small porcelain vase, handed it to the maid behind him, and motioned for her to give it to Hao Yunzheng.

At the same time, Qing Xuan also took out a small box and handed it to the maid behind him, asking him to give it to Hao Yunzheng.

Mo Yuan also reached out and took out a golden bead, the size of a fist, and gave it to Hao Yunzheng.

"Brother Hao, what is in this small porcelain bottle is the Heavenly Spirit Pill I got in the secret realm, after taking it, as long as Brother Hao can refine it and improve his cultivation, it will not be a problem. ”

"Brother Hao, this box contains a moon star bead. It is said that with the Moon Star Bead by his side, he can cultivate for thousands of miles a day, which is dozens of times faster than his cultivation in the past. ”

"Brother Hao, this is called the Soul Protector Bead. It is said that if the soul is injured, it can be used to recover quickly with the power of this bead. You can also take this bead, which can not only repair the soul, but also make people's cultivation skyrocket, and hope to accept it. ”

Qing Xuan sent the Moon Star Bead, Gu Yuan sent the Heavenly Spirit Pill, and Mo Yuan sent the Soul Protection Bead.

Hao Yunzheng looked at the treasures sent by the three maids, and he was not too polite. With a wave of his hand, he put it all into his Panlong Jade wrench.

It's just that what Hao Yunzheng didn't find was that as soon as these things were put away, a dark jade-colored light immediately flashed on the jade wrench, and the soul protection bead was instantly disappeared and turned into a piece of flying ash. The power in it was completely absorbed by the jade wrench.

Hao Yunzheng thanked a few people, then let a few people stay, drank Ye Zhengxiong's wedding wine, and then went back.

Naturally, several people did not refuse. In the end, the three of them made a decision to Haoyun Zheng at the same time, hoping that they would not send a strong person on the battlefield in the future.

The strong in the realm can participate in the battle for the world, but they cannot be mixed in with ordinary soldiers. Because the lethality of the strong people in the realm is really too powerful. It can be said that one person can be worth a million heroes.

For this proposal, Haoyunzheng naturally has no reason to refuse. It can even be said that Haoyun Zheng would have liked this. Therefore, under the witness of many ministers, the three of them toasted and swore an oath and set the rules for competition on the battlefield in the future.

This banquet ended in such a way.

Tonight's song has been sung through the ages, and it was recorded in the historical records by Zhao Wenxuan himself. In just a few days, it spread out of the imperial city, spread throughout Tian'an City, and spread to the whole world at the same time.

A song that has been sung through the ages. A period of invincibility begins.

That night, when he returned to his room, Hao Yunzheng immediately heard a voice that he had not seen for a long time.

The voice looked old and seemed to be a little weak, coming from the jade wrench.

I haven't heard Mo Lao's voice for several months, and when I heard it at this time, Hao Yunzheng was a little excited. However, Mo Lao's next sentence made him stunned: "Little guy, kill her!"

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(Tianjin)