After smashing the mountain rocks on both sides, Zhang Xuan did not hesitate for a moment, and passed through the back road hidden passage left near here before, covering his breath, and leaving Xiuyun North Mountain with the remaining forty-eight Shenwu Mansion Iron Pawn Captains.

After that, he kept covering his breath, waiting for Wang Anfeng and the others to leave, then he changed his armor, put on the clothes of herdsmen, led the camel convoy, covered his cheeks with a rough and simple turban, and only showed his two eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he changed from a fierce warrior in a formation to a caravan in a hurry.

Even if it is a camel, the captain of the Shenwu Mansion can still control it skillfully, the camel chews the hay that seems to never swallow in its mouth, pulls the cart and slowly walks in another direction, there is silence along the way, no one speaks, only the jingling of camel bells, which is heard far away in the desolate desert.

After more than half an hour, the captain who was in a hurry grabbed his skin bag and drank saliva, and secretly went to look at Zhang Xu behind him.

Zhang Xu replaced the old but still well-groomed Mingguang armor on his body, he looked weak at this age, his hair was all white, pale like the dead grass on the grassland that had burned everything, his cheeks were resolute, and they were already full of wrinkles.

Now relying on the goods on the car, his eyes are closed, his teeth are clenched, and he is extremely forceful, so that the blood vessels in the corners of his forehead are tense and tight, jumping and jumping, like an unwilling python, cursing in a low voice, and sometimes, the palm that is not pressed under him will suddenly tremble and clench violently.

The palm was still strong, as if it was fighting with an invisible opponent.

The men who used to be the captains of the Shenwu Mansion remained silent, retracted their gaze, and drove the camels away, their faces were no longer young, the wind and sun in the Western Regions were very good at making people old, they were already in their forties, and they should not dream at this age.

No one spoke, the camel pulled the cart, hurried all the way, and finally stopped in a city with low earthen walls, found a place where they could stay, forty-eight big men, got some food, hastily eaten, it was not too late, after the daily practice of martial arts, went to rest.

Zhang Xuan was lying on the bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, there was that kind-hearted soft egg in his dream, there was the past of Shenwu Mansion, someone shouted loudly to wrestle with him, and if he won, he wanted to borrow his banner to play, there was ......

The moonlight outside seemed to flicker.

The old man's eyes were opened, and there was clarity in his eyes, and he looked at the dark and low room, and suddenly said:

"You seem to be a little slow to come."

In the darkness of the night, at some point, someone sat next to the stone table, and could faintly see a tall man with a thick beard that touched his chest, and said slowly:

"You showed mercy when you did it today."

Zhang Xuan turned over and sat up, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said:

"Mercy?"

"If I knew how to show mercy to my subordinates, you wouldn't be here forever now."

The man with the thick beard asked:

"But you didn't have your subordinates form a military formation to share the pressure of that man for you."

Zhang Xuan was silent, shook his head, and said:

"In such a fight, they have no way to play a decisive role."

The man with the lush beard raised his eyes and said, "Then I'm curious, since you no longer look down on their strength and role, why do you keep them by your side?" ”

Zhang Xuan didn't answer, but the person who came seemed to know the reason, and suddenly said:

"Looks like I asked a stupid enough question."

Immediately looked at Zhang Xu, his eyes swept over his face and body, and said:

"Look at you, you should have had another seizure today, right?"

"The hall master has already told you, even if it is you, you can't accommodate so many 'scenery' in the inner mental image world, you can't bear it."

"Even if it's the state of mind of the Grandmaster level, even if every reflection leaves a small impact on you."

"But the combined impact, even you can't completely ignore it, it used to be once a month, but now I'm afraid there are only three or five days left, and it will have a seizure, right? If you continue like this, you will completely lose yourself and become a madman. ”

Zhang Xu just replied coldly.

"It's not what you said."

The man snorted coldly, under the moonlight, it was an old man who was no younger than Zhang Xu, born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his muscles did not decay at all, he stood up, paced back and forth several times, and said in a slightly irritable tone:

"It's you."

"But I don't understand, they're all dead, what's the use of you being so persistent?!"

"Give it up, the things left by those people don't even count as shadows, even if the hall master promises you to let the remaining thoughts on those weapons stay in your own mental world forever, what can you do? They are just shadows of themselves that they don't even have, or even shadows of shadows. ”

The old man couldn't help but grab Zhang Xu's neckline and said loudly:

"They're dead, they're dead twenty years ago."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, you can't keep them!"

Zhang Xuan slapped away the old man's palm, his expression was calm, and he said word by word:

"Not dead, they're still there."

"As long as I don't admit it, they'll all be alive here."

Zhang Xu pointed to the location of his heart, and the other old man's breathing was a little heavy, and said: "More than twenty years, more than twenty years, you have collected the remaining weapons on the battlefield of Shenwu Mansion, and begged the hall master to let the hall master project the remaining thoughts of the owner of those weapons until his death in your own heart." ”

"I know that those shadows exist, but you know, those are just shadows, no thoughts, no memories, no way to make choices, not so much the reflection of those who died, but more of your own demons."

"Bear so many reflections on your own."

"Aren't you really afraid that you'll end up being crazy?"

Zhang Xu said coldly:

"It's a choice I made on my own initiative, and I will take responsibility for what I do."

"I know better than you what the result will look like."

"Finally, tell the hall master of the White Tiger Hall that the things I promised have been done, let him remember that after getting the sword, the spirit belonging to the handsome man on the sword will be reflected in my heart."

The old man was stunned and said, "The master of the divine soldiers? ”

"What you did before has already made you fall from the peak of the third grade to the current realm, accommodating the master of the divine soldiers, even if it is you, you will not survive for three months!"

Zhang Xu said lightly:

"Three months, that's enough."

He touched his heart, as long as he closed his eyes, it seemed that he could still see the scenes that happened twenty years ago again, all the memories are so vivid, without the slightest fading, handsome, renunciation, Du Chengren, Duanmu Xingyun......

It's so vivid, it's real, it's palpable, but because they've existed so vividly, he can't accept that everyone has given up on them, it's like making a silent deal, you take the benefits, you shut up, you forget them.

Among those who gave up, even included their comrades who had fought side by side and died without turning their backs.

Even those who were abandoned recognized such a future trajectory, carrying the blade on their backs, silently dying on the battlefield, and being humiliated by the people they saved after death, and even before they had time to take a look at the hometown they protected behind, they disappeared behind the transaction.

He couldn't take it.

Zhang Xu took a deep breath and said:

"I used to be the great beetle of Shenwu, but in the end, I neither protected the boss nor protected Shenwu."

"But at the very least, let those guys see their descendants with their own eyes, and let them see the current Daqin with their own eyes, although I think this world is dirty enough, but those guys are different, I don't agree with their ideas, but at least, I will send them back."

"Send them home, I promised."

"I want Duanmu Xingyun to see what his daughter looks like when she gets married, and let Bai Yanghui see the scenery of Jiangnan, Lai Xiuwei has always been strong, but he wants to eat a bowl of fucking Yangchun noodles, and I want Dashuai to see his grown children with his own eyes......"

"That's why I'm alive until now."

"For this, I will do whatever it takes."

The old man who persuaded him behind his back fell silent, took two steps back, struggled for a moment on his face, and seemed to have finally made up his mind, and suddenly burst out, and the dagger in his hand stabbed out directly at the moment when Zhang Xu was injured because of today's battle and his state declined.

Zhang Xu's expression changed suddenly, he slid a step sideways, avoided the fatal injury, twisted his hand, grabbed the dagger, and the two of them instantly exchanged hands for more than ten times between square inches, and then froze, Zhang Xuan looked at the old man in front of him.

"You're ......!"

The old man gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, his muscles and bones trembled like thunder, and said:

"Sure enough, martial arts pursue the purity of your state of mind, and your state of mind contains too many impurities, and even your perception is not sharp enough."

"If it was Grandmaster Zhang Xuan twenty years ago, this would make me unable to get up again."

Zhang Xu's beard was all open, like an angry tiger, and said:

"He repented?!"

The old man gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, hating it in his heart, even at this moment, Zhang Xu's heart was still the stupid and unpredictable suicide, and he said loudly: "You know, the words of the hall master have never repented!" ”

"The hall master will definitely do his best to fulfill your last long-cherished wish, he is already adjusting his state, just because you are still his subordinate at this time, even if you will rebel and leave the next moment, he will do his best to help you at this moment."

"Repentance? How could the hall master repent? ”

"However, the spirit of the divine soldier who has been suppressed for twenty years, the highest known divine soldier, you understand that the hall master's current body will definitely be seriously injured."

"You have your persistence, and I have what I have to do."

"I will carry the name of treachery alone, Zhang Xu, you can sleep here, I once regarded you as a friend, after the matter is over, I will go down to make amends to you."

Zhang Xu's eyes widened, his beard was messy, like an angry lion, but today he was injured a little, and the reflection in his heart that had originally settled down, suddenly rioted during the fight, and gradually lost control of his body in the continuous fighting.

The dagger slowly stabbed into his body, but he still refused to fall, his eyes wide open.

"You...... Don't! ”

At the end of the field of vision is the reflection of the captains of the Shenwu Mansion.

Darkness followed.

PS: Today's second update is presented............

The standard chapter has a word count of 3,200 words, above ~