Bei Lin looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes couldn't close.

This is a one-sided massacre, which can no longer be called a war.

Watching the brothers who had followed him fall one after another, even if he already felt that he had lost his love, he still felt heartbroken.

Really!

This is indeed a trap.

He still lost.

Mingsheng, that man...... Sure enough, it was Cen Lao's fierce rival.

No!

Cen Lao is no longer worthy of being his enemy.

It all happened very quickly, and before Beilin could react, they were already defeated.

Beilin covered the wound in his abdomen, the wound was very painful, it really hurt.

However, he looked at the sun that had risen today, and suddenly felt the pain in his body, as if it was fading away, and in the end, he could no longer feel the pain.

Maybe it's dying.

Beilin couldn't help laughing, saying that at the moment of death, people can't help but start thinking about their lives from childhood.

However, the first thing that appeared in Beilin's mind was not from childhood, but a scene that had just happened.

He remembered that he and Cen Lao led a team of men and horses to the "Valley on Both Sides of the Strait".

Along the way, Cen Lao was full of spirit, as if the Yixi tribe had become his bag.

Of course, in his high spirits, he still couldn't help cursing Mingsheng, and at the same time, he kept thinking about how Mingsheng knelt in front of him and humiliated him.

Never get tired of it.

Bei Lin could only listen from the sidelines, he knew that what Cen Lao wanted to hear at this time was not his opinion, but obedience.

And he, who has been by Cen Lao's side for so many years, already understands his personality very well, so naturally he will not touch his moldy head at this time.

He has also been accustomed to this mode of getting along with Cen Lao for so long.

So, along the way, he didn't refute Cen Lao, and of course, he didn't cater to it.

All he could do was be silent.

In the morning when the sun began to rise, they reached the "valley of both banks".

The "valley on both sides of the strait" in front of them is very beautiful. The mist had reached the valley, but it still allowed them to see the road, and some of the other creatures in the valley.

The wind blew, like the howl of a wild beast, and the refreshing wind blew on their faces, so that the fatigue of their night's journey was blown away.

All this in front of me seems so harmonious and normal.

In the morning and evening, most people do not have the courage to step into the "Cross-Strait Valley", even if it is very beautiful.

Originally, such a dangerous place should be very famous among the nearby ethnic groups.

But this is not the case with the "Cross-Strait Valley", because even if the fog is thick at this time, you can see things inside.

See any danger.

As long as you don't touch its beauty.

The mountains and forests above the cliffs are also filled with mist, not deep, and looming.

The looming trees in the mountains and forests and the verdant greenery in the valley reflect each other, setting off the entire "valley on both sides of the river" to prevent damage to a fairyland on earth.

It's a beautiful place, and even if it's dangerous, it can't make the people around you "hold a grudge".

At least, when he saw this place, the killing heart in Beilin's heart was a little less.

He doesn't like to kill, but for the sake of his people's future, for his own future, he has to kill.

Cen Lao also understood him very well, because he knew that he didn't like killing.

There are such things, most of which are handed over to Beihai.

So much so that although he and Beihai are both Cen Lao's right and left hands, outsiders know that Beihai is the one who kills the most.

So, when everyone was looking for Cen Lao when they had something, most of them came to him, and if they wanted to know something, they mostly came to ask him.

Perhaps in their hearts, he Beilin is a soft-hearted person.

However, he knew that this was not the case.

He also has killing in his heart, he has infinite killing in his heart, but it is all suppressed by him.

And in this war, in this blood, his killing heart seems to have been awakened.

Until this time, when I see the beautiful scenery of the "Valley on Both Sides". His heart seemed to be baptized and calmed down a lot.

"After this place, I want that Mingsheng child to look good!"

Cen Lao snorted coldly, with a gloomy smile on his face.

In the minds of the surrounding ethnic groups, the "Valley of the Two Shores" is a place where it is impossible to set up an ambush.

Especially on this foggy morning.

If an ambush is set up in this place, then it is not necessarily who is ambushing at that time.

Because in this place, there are blind people on both sides, and one blind man ambushes the other blind man, and it is unreasonable.

Therefore, Cen Lao was not worried that the people of the Yi Xi tribe would set up an ambush here.

Even Beilin at this time did not believe that someone would set up an ambush here, or at this time, here.

"However, although I don't believe that anyone will set up an ambush here, but for the sake of caution, Beilin, send a spy to explore the way!"

Cen Lao thought about it and didn't walk in for the first time.

After all, he was very desperate for his life.

"Old Cen Lao, why don't you wait for the fog here to dissipate, and then we will go over. At that time, our safety is guaranteed, and we will not lose our way. ”

Bei Lin looked at the fog of the "valley on both sides of the strait" and still said this.

After all, although this fog is beautiful, if you enter it, you are likely to die!

When Cen Lao heard Beilin's words, he thought about it very carefully, and finally snorted coldly: "When this damn fog clears, then when the time comes, those defeated soldiers of the Yixi clan will most likely flee here." If there was no fog, wouldn't those people be able to escape if they wanted to? I just want to destroy the entire Yixi tribe when the fog has not dissipated, and I want him to give birth to a child and kneel down in front of me! I want to let the people of those ethnic groups around me know that I, Cen Lao of the Yibei clan, am not easy to mess with! ”

Cen Lao knew that what Bei Lin said was very reasonable, but it was still impossible to follow Bei Lin's advice.

He wants a quick fix!

Thinking of this, Beilin coughed twice and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, he really wanted to have someone from the Yi tribe, find him quickly, and then kill him, or make him a prisoner, there was nothing.

The place where he was cut in the north forest was very hidden, a small ditch in the "valley on both sides", so that the people of the Yixi tribe who are cleaning the battlefield now have not yet discovered his existence.

Yes.

Clean up the battlefield.

They are the Yibei tribe and have been defeated.

Not long ago, he was still sitting on his horse, and although he didn't want to, he was still planning to let the Yixi tribe rout faster.

Just like the previous two small fights, it was better than the Yixi people.

In the end, however, he lost.

After entering the "valley on both sides of the strait", the soldiers in ambush of the Yi and Xi tribes had already rushed out and surrounded them.

At that time, Beilin had already realized that this scene was huge, and perhaps the Yidong and Yinan tribes were still waiting.

Wait for the defeat of both of their clans before they come out to "persuade peace".

However, in this war, their Yibei tribe had already been defeated.

He never imagined that there would be such a group of people, they were in the fog, unobstructed, no different from outside.

Then a sword, a sword, a sword took the lives of one companion after another.

No!

They were merciful.

Because Beilin had also noticed during the battle that those people were merciful to the people of the Yibei tribe.

As long as the people who have lost their combat effectiveness, they have not taken their lives again.

Beilin thought that maybe it was because the Yibei and Yixi tribes were both called Yi half a year ago.

This is born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other.

The origin of this war has already made outsiders laugh.

However, sometimes, we have to fight and fight.

Desire, these two words, are enough to explain all the problems.

"Hey, there is another person here, looking at the clothes, he should be the general of the Yibei clan, bring it directly to the commander."

In a daze, just when Beilin thought that he was going to die in the next moment, the people of the Yixi tribe finally found him.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making him unable to open them.

He had never been so weak.

The figures of those people came to his mind again.

In the "Valley of the Two Shores", although he could not see clearly. But as soon as those people appeared, they captured Cen Lao who was sitting next to him alive.

The speed of their movements, their skill, their decisiveness, and their momentum were all the most terrifying of the people he had ever seen.

Perhaps, this is no longer the second time that "chilling" can be described, because this is a group of people appearing at the same time.

They appeared together, and the shock was far more than that of a supreme master, appearing in front of them.

Moreover, it is in that environment that they move freely and shoot like thunder, so that they are unable to guard against it!

In a very short period of time, he won more with less, and captured all the Yibei people who entered the "valley on both sides of the strait".

That scene, Beilin thinks about it now, and he still feels incredible.

Because it all happened so fast that it was already over.

He was slashed into this ditch by one of them, and it was only now that he was found and carried out.

I'm going to die.

Beilin thought so when he passed out in a coma.

"Why do you think so highly of that person!" Su Chengcheng was in the tent, looking at the topographic map in front of him, Ming Sheng had already come in from the outside and asked her menacingly.

Su Qingcheng frowned, and he didn't like Ming Sheng's tone very much.

However, at this time, she was better than the Yibei tribe, and after successfully experimenting, the role of the "Divine Spring" was still the same as back then, and it was the time to be happy, so she naturally wouldn't worry too much about Mingsheng.

What's more, she was indeed ashamed of the other party about the Za clan before.

"Sit down first, don't be in such a hurry."

Su Chengcheng motioned to Ah Yong on the side to put away the topographic map, then walked aside, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Mingsheng.

"Bang!"

The teacup was knocked over by Mingsheng and fell to the ground, and the sound was a little harsh and unpleasant.

"Tell me first, why did you leave that Yibei tribesman from Beilin? You must know that when he followed Cen Lao, he must have fainted a lot of pickled things, and maybe Silas's death had something to do with him! ”

Mingsheng's tone was still very bad, and he was very angry.

Because, Beilin is the person he must kill!

However, Su Chengcheng asked him to leave this person's life.

This point made Mingsheng unable to accept it.

Although after Su Chengcheng said it, he still did it......

Su Chengcheng looked at the fragments of the teacup on the ground, and said in his heart that it was a pity, this is a crystal glass cup that is not common in the palace.

The housekeeper of the Young Lord's Mansion of the Sword Clan can really speak.

Say that this cup won't be broken, why is it broken in one fell swoop?

She went back, and Le's got to be in front of him, and said.

Su Chengcheng took out a handkerchief and wiped the splash on his hands.

Fortunately, it's not hot.

After doing all this, she looked up at Ming Sheng.

"It's just a person, why are you so angry?"

When Ming Sheng heard this, he was stabbed by Su Tingcheng's indifferent tone, and he snorted coldly: "Just one person? Don't you see how many warriors of the Yi tribe this person killed me before? Now it's better to sacrifice the flag with his blood! And, as you said, it's just one person, so why do you have to keep him? What exactly do you want to do, and what else can't you tell me? ”

After saying this, Ming Sheng was stunned, maybe what really made him so angry was not the so-called how many warriors of the Yixi tribe in Beilin killed him in the front, but the latter sentence.

He didn't know what Su Chengcheng was planning, why he wanted to keep this person.

What he cares about most is that the other party doesn't tell him anything.

After Su Qingcheng heard this, his eyes flashed: "According to what you said, those people were sent out by you and me, and now you say so, so don't you and I have to feel sorry for ourselves?" Besides, at that time, the two armies were fighting against each other, each doing its own thing, and casualties were inevitable, so why couldn't you leave those ordinary soldiers of the Yibei tribe behind? Could it be that the ordinary soldiers you left behind really didn't kill anyone? ”

"You also know that it is better for this man to be alive than dead. Didn't you say before, do you want to send people to garrison the Yibei tribe? I want to come and go first, no matter how I can't save it, I can't let it go. And Beilin is a particularly good choice. The most important thing is that he is a member of the Yibei tribe, and he is still a branch of the lineage, so such a person is the best to use! ”

After saying these words, Su Qingcheng sighed again: "What do you care about?"

This sentence, like thunder, shook Mingsheng's body.

yes, what the hell does he care about?

Why is he still so unhappy even though it was a big victory?

In the past, he never imagined that one day, he would become like this.

Especially, because of a woman.

Looking at the broken quilt on the ground, he put his hands in his hair: "I'm sorry, I ...... I don't know why I lost my temper. I ......"

"Alright." Su Tingcheng stood up, his voice was soft, he walked to Mingsheng's side and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's just a cup, you can definitely give it to me." You're too tired, go down and rest first. ”

"Tired?" Mingsheng raised his head and murmured softly.

yes, he's so tired.