The continuation of life weaves fate into an invisible web of heaven and earth, and the washing of time makes the mystery of life turn into piles of flesh and blood steamed buns, which are eaten by people or eat others.

No matter what, in the end, you will eventually become a steamed bun, trampled on by your feet, and eaten by others - a grave.

Wu Cidi, Xue Jian, and Xiang Jian stood side by side, their eyes focused on the hundreds of earthen tombs in front of them, and the dead sleep was alive in front of the three of them.

Who are they? There is no inscription, no distinction, and nothing left behind.

Only once, that distant once, that little fleeting memory, great emotion......

Xiang Jian found a big boulder, moved his arm with brute force, moved it to the group of tombs, slapped it fiercely, split out a façade, brushed more than a dozen swords, and carved the five characters of the worm-shaped 'tombs of Sanxia Village'. Standing for a long time, the oracle bone inscription looks incomparably light, powerless and desolate in the wind.

The fragility of life makes the warriors tear-jerking and sad, the place of blood dance, the beautiful scenery, the heavy footsteps, and the silent sacrifice.

"The kings are recruiting, have you heard?" said a strong man holding a wine utensil in a restaurant to a strong friend sitting opposite.

Biao You looked at the people walking around and the diners, and then smiled mysteriously: "I know it when I am hazy, so I am thinking about it." ”

"Oh, the news is very well-informed!Hey, Brother Jiang Ye, do you want to answer the call?" the strong man put down the chopsticks suspiciously, his face full of surprise.

Jiang Ye leaned forward, his strange face became very terrifying, he lowered his voice and whispered: "Inside secret, this time it is the Shang Prince Taiding recruiting troops, it is said that he is going to form an extremely powerful giant army, called the 'Dragon Armor Army', and he is going to Xuanyuan City." So I'm tempted, Brother Huang Yun, would you like to accompany me on a trip?"

When Huang Yun heard this, he was pleasantly surprised: "Xuanyuan City! Really, Brother Jiang Ye, the reliability is definitely high!"

"Of course, otherwise you think I'm going to ask you for a real drink?"

"Okay, great, God help me, Brother Jiang Ye, let's go after eating, I can trust you!"

Jiang Ye slapped the table, laughed excitedly, and then nodded and said, "Okay!

"Okay, drink!"

Under the pride of the two, they drank more than once.

"Big brother, listening to those words, it seems that Taiding is going to make a big move. In the corner of the room, the soft-spoken Xiang Jian looked at Wu Cidi and said with speculation.

"Xuanyuan City......" Xue Jian kept silently chanting, unable to let go for a long time.

Wu Cidi looked at the two brothers and smiled slightly: "Hehe, good people happen by coincidence, absolutely amazing!"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, Xiang Jian took out the shell coin, threw it on the table, and shouted: "Shopkeeper, clear the account!"

"Gao Qinghuan, twenty-four years old!"

"Okay, go this way, go to the tent for a while. The military leader said solemnly with a straight face.

"Next!"

"Zhongyou, twenty-five years old!" ......

Looking at the long queue in front, Xiang Jian whispered: "The merchant army is indeed capable, look, that team of guards, there is some heat!"

"Taiding's elite army, of course, has to be 'noble'!" Xue Jian said without being salty or light.

Wu Cidi smiled: "It's just the skin, you should know it if you have a deep understanding!"

"Reasonable, I guess let's find out!" the two nodded knowingly.

Long......

"Xue Jian, eighteen years old!"

"Xiang Jian, eighteen years old!"

"Wu Cidi, also eighteen!"

The military leader frowned and thought for a while, then looked at the three of them carefully, and only after a while did he smile: "Heroic young man, good, very good! Please, go to that camp and rest for a while!"

"Thank you!" the three of them saluted, and then went to the tent.

Looking at the shadow of the three of them in the distance, the military leader reminisced about Baisi, and was surprised and happy in his heart, and the aftermath was especially long, "Providence, coincidence, or mistake? My Ji Yunze seems to have something to do!"

"Today, the number of heroes is extremely talented, and all thousands of strong people and hundreds of enemies can be reused. Those who are not skilled in martial arts will return home with rich money and goods. We are divided into two battles, one battle against one hundred people, and the winner of the second battle, from now on, one hundred people will come out!" Ji Yunze made a move, and one by one the hundred slave formations rushed over. They are majestic, holding sharp weapons in their hands, and they look like cannibals and drinking blood.

"Hear me clearly, do your best to fight these people, and you will get the status of civilians......"

"Roar, roar, roar......" The slaves turned their necks red again, and even their eyes turned into the eyes of tigers and leopards.

"I, Jiang Ye, come first!" Jiang Ye swung his knife deeply and confidently, and went up first.

The slaves rose up in a rage, surrounded him to death, and then attacked and killed him like they could. Jiang Ye is not slow to slacken, his knife skills are like poisonous snakes, his hands are as fast as a dragon, flesh and blood fly sideways within eight feet, and the corpses are red all over in the mad knife strength. When Jiang Ye came to the fore, his opponent had no life left.

"Cruel, vicious, and crisp!" Xiang Jian burst out three words.

"Good! good......"

At this time, a clapping sound came from the corner of the camp in the school field, but it was a man in luxurious clothes about thirty, he looked mighty and resolute, graceful and generous.

"See the prince!" Ji Yunze and his generals hurriedly kowtowed.

When everyone heard this, they all knelt down decisively, and the third person of Wuci had no choice but to salute with him.

Taiding looked around left and right, then looked at the guards of the entourage, and said with a smile: "I heard that there are heroes and strangers in the recruitment army, and I also admire them, so I came to take a look." Sure enough, Jiang Ye's strong skills can be described as amazing, good, good! Huh, General Yun Ze, please get up, my dragon armor army, I really want to fight all the king. Everyone, please get up, you don't have to be so formal, let go of your arms, you can practice your hands, and you don't need to be merciful! ”

"Yes, Prince Xie's grace is coming!" everyone said proudly, and then spilled blood on the school ground.

The wind blows cold, the cold is bleak, the things are still the same, and the people are no longer the same. Blood flowers fly, fate screams in struggle, the history of trembling life, and interprets a song of dignity and humility. Who is complaining about the flute and complaining about the flute, sad and sad to each other, relatives and relatives? Between cold and warm, life and death are separated, turning into beautiful funeral flowers in the world, and those who are dancing and dancing, judging who are they? Dozens of hundreds of people, although they have worked hard with their lives, but in the end, there is no life left.

Is killing really the way of the strong? Is the strict hierarchy of the slave society really distinguished by respect and inferiority?

The third brother of Wuji, looking at the rows and piles of corpses, flesh and blood, thought in his heart and doubted ......

The victors are proud, the nobles are satisfied, and the flowers of their smiles seem to have emitted a poisonous smell.

Xue Jian, Xiang Jian, and Wu Ci walked into the three phalanxes with cold eyes.

Life is precious! They were so fast that even the slaves could not react. They all started very lightly, just beat the slave upside down, and then it was over.

The slaves all fell alive, and they stood and won. “

Why?"

The slaves were puzzled and asked.

"What?" Wu Cidi asked rhetorically.

"I'm asking why you three didn't kill us......"

Xue Jian leaned down, looked at the dirty faces and tattered clothes of the slaves, and said for a while: "Brother, you are not despicable! Destiny, I didn't say that you deserve to die, so you should live better, the answer I want, that's all......"

Brothers, not despicable, alive? The slaves were so stupid, so stupid that they forgot about themselves, and their blood boiled.

Watching the three of them go away, they found the back of the supreme and the greatest, as if it was the most beautiful gift in the world, and then they realized in their hearts that they were not humble, because they were brothers!

The heart of the watchful heart in the chest is awakening them, they are no longer slaves......

"Why do you want to leave those cheap lives?" asked Tai Ding unhappily.

Xiang Jian smiled regretfully: "They are alive, and the king is the real king!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed in shock, and the smell of gunpowder was very strong, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

After Tai Ding took a closer look at the three of them, he suddenly laughed again, "Although my honorable position has nothing to do with the slaves, but the talent and virtue of the Inshi are really rare, and I will not investigate it." Those who can contribute to the court, why can't they be tolerated?"

"The prince is wise!" a group of people praised each other, and the atmosphere eased.

Xiang Jian and the three of them looked at each other, and saluted: "The prince is wise!"

When Taiding heard this, he said again: "Good! good! good ......"

A cold wind blew, flags flew, and the scene of killing slaves continued.

The resentment of killing, the unquenched feelings in my heart, who is right and wrong, are only different in scope. It is also a deep sin to kill a hundred benevolent people for their own sake, and it is a virtue to eliminate all evils for the sake of the world.

Perhaps in the uncorrected heart, the evil of selfishness is always difficult to banish, but the acquired conscience is the source of good deeds in the world.

We can't turn a blind eye, so the burden will be heavier, the road will be longer and more difficult... Although the night was not yet deep, Xiang Jian was very tired, sleepiness crept into his eyes, and he really wanted to squint for a while.

Xue Jian sat on the edge of the bed, and kept wiping the already bright sword with a strip of cloth, as if the filth on the blade of the sword was extremely difficult to dispel.

Wu Cidi looked up at the top of the camp, his eyes seemed to have pierced through the tent and saw the starry sky. He was thinking about things, about the slaves being killed during the day.

The three of them have a lot of things to do, but they have a tacit understanding with each other, and the discussion is already in their eyes, and the words have become redundant. They have all killed a lot of people, but their hearts have never been so heavy.

Their hopes have not changed much, and some of them only lamented the dramatization of their lives in the previous world, but they did not substantially change the course of history. So they are disappointed, sad, silent.

Everyone was practicing martial arts in Huohuo, and when they were full of heat, they suddenly saw a phantom disappearing.

The ghosts and the crowd were uncertain and puzzled. Like a ghost? Not a ghost? The hearts of the people are not ordinary beating, they are not afraid of the death of others, but they cannot keep their composure for their own fate.

It is natural to be afraid of death, but some people are indeed not afraid of death......