As soon as Zhao Shenbi said this, Wang Xuanji and Situ Longxiang immediately looked at each other, and they couldn't say a word. Mobile

After a long time, the two sighed and gave Zhao Shenbi a thumbs up, with admiration, sympathy, and a hint of meaningful banter.

Zhao Shenbi snorted coldly at this, turned his head, and was noncommittal.

He leaned on the railing, the prosperous scenery of the land within a radius of thousands of miles of Jueguang Island, at this moment, he was in full view, and the surrounding aura was as rich as mist, just taking a breath, he felt relaxed and happy.

However, the price of this "immortal is also drunk building" is not cheap, especially at the top of the VIP pavilion where the three of them are located, it is a sky-high price of one hundred spirit stones a night, not to mention that the drinks and delicacies need to be paid separately, and the monks who do not have a certain identity and strength cannot come here at all.

One hundred spirit stones, for ordinary monks, are a high-quality spiritual weapon that has been accumulated with great difficulty and bought as a suppression of the Qi Mansion and tempering their cultivation.

For some, however, it's just a casual pastime.

The hardships and hardships of the last small sects and ordinary monks are probably like this.

In the vast realm of cultivation, in the vast world and the vast world, many high-altitude scenery and scenery are beyond the reach of all sentient beings, and there is no justice in between.

It's just like this Absolute Light Island where wild cultivators gather, whoever fights has the biggest fist, whoever has more spirit stones in the storage bag, and who is more qualified.

The bitterness of the world is often like this. Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shenbi couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, and even a glass of fragrant wine suddenly felt a little tasteless.

This kind of world, okay?

Even Zhao Shenbi doesn't know that throughout the ages, it seems that it has always been like this, and it seems that it should have been like this.

But he didn't like it.

At this moment, looking at the lights of thousands of homes on the island of Jueguang, it is like a starry star, full of brilliance, day and night.

The singing between the buildings is beautiful, the silk and bamboo are entwined, there are immortals in the sky, there are women dancing swords, dogs and horses, everything.

This situation is really unimaginable, at this moment, the Tian Yuan Continent is still engaged in a big battle with the demon clan that will determine the life and death of both sides.

Zhao Shenbi's expression was gloomy, and he suddenly asked, "Wang Xuanji, now that the war on the southwest coast is temporarily suspended, how is the war in the eastern inland?"

Wang Xuanji didn't know why Zhao Shenbi asked this, but as soon as he mentioned the war between the two clans, his and Situ Longxiang's expressions immediately became much more serious, and they put away the look of jokes.

Wang Xuanji said in a deep voice, "It can't be considered good, nor can it be considered bad." On the front line of the eastern battlefield, there are more than a dozen demon-resisting cities, and only eight of them have been defended, which can barely be used as a broken line of defense to resist the attack of the demon clan, but those holes need to be filled with a steady stream of human lives. ”

The "holes" in Wang Xuanjikou's mouth naturally refer to those cities that have been breached, and between the words, there is a strong smell of blood, which makes people still smell the tragedy of the battlefield from tens of thousands of miles away.

He suddenly smiled and said, "But fortunately, the two cities of Xiushui and Fusang, as the most dangerous places on the entire front, have still not been broken into the city when the main forces of the demon clan have gathered here. All of this is probably due to Brother Zhao's efforts to turn the tide. ”

Saying this, Wang Xuanji suddenly stood up and bowed to Zhao Shenbi, even after Situ Longxiang heard this, his face changed greatly, and he also saluted Zhao Shenbi with a fist.

The two of them looked sincere and serious, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy, and they were not slippery, they were completely from their hearts.

Because they know very well that if Zhao Shenbi didn't come forward and protect Xiushui City, a place where soldiers must fight, then they don't know how many people would have to die to fill this huge hole.

And they also know very well that at this moment, the peaceful and prosperous era of flowers and fire cooking oil in the interior is the result of countless garrison monks who have exchanged their blood and heads at the border.

When the mountains and rivers are broken, there is still a clanging sound of iron armor.

Behind the quiet years, there are people who are moving forward in the dark.

Therefore, Zhao Shenbi deserves their worship, and the garrison monks in Xiushui City, as well as the thousands of heroic souls who fell on the battlefield, are also worthy of their worship.

Zhao Shenbi smiled, and after getting up and helping the two of them, he didn't say a word, just drank.

Ah Mo leaned on Zhao Shenbi's side, quietly watching all this, only to feel that his husband's figure seemed to have become more sublime.

He wanted to laugh a little, and wanted to praise Zhao Shenbi from the bottom of his heart to express his admiration for Mr.

If you want to describe it in his hometown dialect, Mr. and his old man are "real cow pies".

But Ah Mo couldn't laugh, because he knew that the gentleman was not happy.

It is not only because Mr. Meiyu's mind is full of worries about the way of the world and all living beings and all souls, but also because of a deep loneliness and longing in his heart.

Mr. is homesick, and Ah Mo can see it clearly.

In his eyes with natural visions, there was a mysterious and unparalleled light slowly surging, and he seemed to see the blue-shirted and black-haired young man in Zhao Shenbi's heart again.

He saw the young man walking between the steep and clear peaks, shuttling through the square as white as jade, and the young man was accompanied by many people.

There is the majestic son of heaven with the crown of the dragon robe, the girl with the sword who is peerless, the sturdy young man who is honest and honest, the Confucian man in the green shirt, the old man with blond hair, the old man in the white robe, and the stunning woman who came from afar and was so beautiful that it seemed to make the world lose color.

He also saw a lot of people, all gathered around him.

It seems that as long as these people are there, Mr.'s heart is finally let go and warm, instead of being tense and cold as iron all the time.

Zhao Shenbi threw the wine glass out of the attic.

Let this valuable luminous cup made of beautiful jade, with crystal wine, fall rapidly from the dangerous building hundreds of feet high, and fall to pieces on the ground.

Also indifferent at all.

In his opinion, many things in this world, even if they are hard to find, cannot be precious to some of the initial warmth and touch.

He patted his sleeves and picked up a jar of fine wine that exuded the fragrance of plants and trees, which was one of the thousand altars that Gao Yu gave him when he was leaving.

The wine was like a sweet spring, soaking in Zhao Shenbi's throat, his face was even more crimson, and he muttered, "A thousand jars of wine, now there are less than a hundred left." The wine is almost gone, but I don't know how long it will be before I return. ”

Situ Longxiang and Wang Xuanji did not speak, but came out quietly, did not disturb Zhao Shenbi, just looked at him quietly.

Anyone can feel the strong loneliness and sadness from the lonely white haired back.

Zhao Shenbi was unconscious, drunk himself, and his mouth was slurred, "Gao Yu, after a few years, I don't know how you are now, what is the situation now after Tianhe Country was divided into two." ”

"And Yu Jue, I shouldn't have let you break through the boundary alone, and travel alone with a sword......"

"Stone, I am most relieved of you kid, with you, Donglin Zong and Dad, I will hand it over to you. ”

Zhao Shenbi muttered constantly, and one by one the names slowly emerged, all of which were the first to appear in his life, those old people who spent a long time with him.

"Where is the old man now?" Zhao Shenbi suddenly laughed and suddenly asked at the starry sky.

No one answered.

Where are the deceased now?

He shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, and finally got completely drunk, and lay on the soft jade railing, motionless.

The snoring was even and slight, and he fell asleep.

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