The deceased probably means a friend.

Xiao Ming calculated, he didn't seem to have many friends in his life.

In the real world, not counting Xiaohong, most of the friendships that can be called friends with oneself are friendships formed when they were teenagers, and most of them can't be named anymore.

It's like the giant tree with its eyes and mouth once asked itself if it remembered the name of its childhood friend.

I thought about it for a long time, and then I tried to think about it for a long time, but I never thought of the name of the childhood playmate.

A little comforting is that the giant tree that asked him the question can't remember either.

In fact, for the sake of dreams, for the sake of life, we have to run around and work hard, exhausted, who would think about those irrelevant things?

And in "Big Future", there are few people who can be called friends with themselves.

That group of bandits and himself can only be regarded as general friends at best, and the relationship between those group of people is more complicated, but it cannot be said to be a simple friend relationship.

In "Big Future", the only person who can be called friends with himself is the cheeked guard.

Although he didn't know the name of the cheeked guard.

In the same way, the bearded guard only knew that he was called Little Guizi.

However, some people, even if they don't know their names, can exchange each other's sincerity even if they meet for the first time.

Xiao Ming believed in his sincerity with the cheeked guard, and similarly, Xiao Ming believed that even if he chose to betray, the cheeked guard would not betray him.

What is Friend? Isn't this just a friend?

Believe, sincerely.

Xiao Ming'an stood quietly in place, looking at the old man who was striding over, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

In legends, knights always have a lot of friends who show their true feelings, and there are always a lot of confidants who love to death.

Whenever the knights are in trouble, these friends and confidants will jump out one by one and die for the knights.

After that, the knights will be sad.

Then, the knights will have adventures.

In the end, the knights killed the bad guys and avenged their friends and confidants.

In the finale, the knights strode forward, leaving an incomparably chic back.

But in fact, chivalry is always lonely.

Because, chivalry, is a dancer who walks on the tip of a knife.

Because, chivalry, is the prodigal son who will not return home.

For knights, the sword in their hands is their best friend.

For knights, the road under their feet, the wine in their arms, and the horse behind them are the best confidants.

Therefore, a mature hero will not have friends or confidantes.

Even if there were, it would only be a divine relationship. For example, myself and this cheek guard.

The bearded guard in front of him had already changed his appearance.

The signature beard on the side of the mouth has been shaved off, as if it has just been shaved off, and the shaver is obviously not skilled, so the stubble is a little messy.

The clothes on his body have also changed from the guard uniform of Qinglong City to the sackcloth clothes.

This linen coat seems to have never been taken off and washed since the day it was put on, so it looks a little dirty.

Coupled with this old man's messy hair, dusty and frosty face, no one will believe that this is a chivalrous man, not a beggar.

Fortunately, the sword in his hand finally helped his old man save some face, and also put an end to the possibility of others treating his old man as a beggar.

Who would take a sword and ask for food?

Except for chivalry, no one will take a sword to ask for food.

The old man who asked for food didn't seem surprised by the messy scene in front of him, but walked to an empty table and chair and sat down.

Suffering from not being able to call Xiao Er, who was holding his arms and happily watching the lively Xiao Er, the old man simply brought a pot of leftover wine directly from a table where no one was.

The old man wiped the spout of the pot with a big grin, raised his head and poured the wine directly to the pot.

Xiao Ming looked at his old man with some envy.

A strange tavern, a group of strange people, a strange thing, a familiar pot of wine.

Everything in front of you has nothing to do with you, you just have to pour a big gulp of wine into your mouth.

How fucking happy it should be this day!

Xiao Ming didn't come forward to say hello to his old man, and quietly walked out of the tavern.

Walking outside the tavern, the noise was silent, and the sun was suddenly sprinkled on the face, which was very warm.

In the sunlight, Xiao Ming turned his head and glanced into the tavern from a distance.

In the tavern, his own son and the chief disciple still couldn't tell the winner, the spectators holding their arms were still full of interest, and their old man was lying on the table in front of him, snoring.

Xiao Ming turned around and strode in the direction of his trip.

The movements of the Wan clan were very fast, and looking at this momentum, there seemed to be the shadow of the Blue Dragon Vermilion Bird behind him, including the black-robed man.

So, I have to speed up.

If there is no accident, under the propaganda operation of one of his own sons and chief disciples, the matter of exterminating the dragon clan and breaking the cage of heaven and earth will be known to the whole world in just a few days.

If there is no accident, he will quietly turn around Liuyun Village as if he saw this old man.

If there is no accident, this emotional journey of his own will be the last meeting between himself and the bandit villagers.

It's like the old man who fell asleep on the table in the tavern.

No one knows who will live for how long.

The old man who was lying on the table and snoring, maybe the next moment, he would be stabbed into the body with a dagger by the enemy who rushed in.

Perhaps, in the next moment, the lives of the new enemy bullies will be taken away by the new enemy bullies because of their chivalrous deeds.

Again, I'm no better.

Blood Clan, Ten Thousand Clans, Dragon Clan, Bat, Green Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Black Robed Man.

As a key to the trend of the world, as the chosen one of China, there are too many possibilities for him to die.

Fortunately, in the vast sea of people, time flies, and I can still see my old friends and be okay with each other.

Even more fortunately, whether it is himself or his old man, even if he will die immediately in the next moment, at least, he will die where he wants to die.

The old man finally became a hero, and he was worthy of his heart.

Although there are many things that have not had time to do, although there are many people who have not had time to meet each other, who has no regrets?

In fact, in this cage of heaven and earth, having something is enough to make people smile and swallow their last breath.

Xiao Ming stopped, turned around, and looked in the direction where the old man was, that small town had long been submerged in the vast world.