The Seven of the Divine Stick is different.

The first time I saw his eyes, Bang Yue saw a different scenery. He has a very tender and deeply hidden emotion for her. There are other more complex things, which seem to be fanaticism, forbearance, sadness, reluctance, and anticipation...... and many more incomprehensible emotions mixed in.

She's not an expert in psychology, and even if she is, I'm afraid there's no way to read his eyes.

That kind of look is usually only seen in crazy people - in a sense, it's not impossible to see Shenstick Seven as a madman, right? It was a look that ordinary people could never understand, and the content contained in it could not be understood by anyone except the owner of those eyes.

It is extremely complex, but it presents a strange clarity and calmness.

Through the rain curtain, he looked at Bang Yue fixedly, and said mechanically: "If you can't cure infertility, you have to think of me one last time, my everything, and my signboard." This is not a prophecy. Hopefully, we won't see each other again. ”

This time he didn't faint, but turned around and walked slowly towards the east.

His voice mingled with the sound of the rain and drifted to her as if it were nothing: "History...... I...... Hell ......"

Bang Yue unconsciously took a few steps forward and stared blankly in the direction he was going.

She could feel that the Divine Stick Seven liked her, and she could even be called a ...... Love.

His sentence "I hope we will never meet again" was extremely sincere, and in that moment, she completely understood this person - he liked her very much, but he knew that she belonged to her, and he also knew that he could not give her happiness, so he sincerely wished her to be able to fly with her lover. As for himself...... Just want her to remember him three times? In her past, in his thought of the "future". But why did he say it wasn't a prophecy? That's it...... What is it to compare with a madman who is upside down?

Bang Yue sighed secretly, not knowing what kind of mentality to use to remember this person, but it was hard to forget.

I don't know when I can't get drenched in the rain.

She looked up in a daze, and saw that there was an extra cyan oil-paper umbrella above her head.

"He's here again?" Shaoge asked resentfully in her ear.

"Hmm. He said it was the last time and would not see each other again, oh, hopefully not again. She turned her head and saw a hint of tiredness between his brows.

He inhaled a long time: "His appearance is okay, but even if he is not such a body, he has no chance." ”

"Yes......" she smiled helplessly, turning around and wrapping her arms around his waist.

"It's raining all over you." He pouted in disgust.

Bang Yue knew that he was jealous, and deliberately rubbed him with a smile.

In the rain, Shi Xiang rushed in.

"Shizi, the enemy army has arrived!"

"Huh?" Shaoge was slightly stunned.

"It's the negligence of the subordinates, the other party actually cut down every tree to seven or eight points, and cleared the passage in one fell swoop last night......" Xiang looked ashamed.

Shaoge smiled lightly: "It's okay. Meet the enemy. ”

"Yes!"

He returned to the house, and after a while, he carried a sturdy burden on his back, holding the big cyan oil-paper umbrella in one hand, and holding Bang Yue's shoulder with the other hand and walking towards the east, like an ordinary couple walking in the rain in a hurry.

They walked straight between the four and five miles to the west, and followed the wooden ladder to the highest lookout in the whole stockade, which was specially built here.

Here, Bang Yue finally saw the whole picture of Shili Village.

Condescendingly, they resemble ten matchsticks placed in parallel.

The roof, which used to be palm, is now plastered with gray cement, dusty, surrounded by an oval gray wall, and the whole thing looks like a gray caterpillar bread. The small forts scattered around and within the camp were like grains of sesame on bread, and the taller watchtowers with firearms were like peanuts on bread. and the temporary camp set up by the 3,000 troops to the south...... It's like this bread has been secretly bitten off in the middle by a gluttonous child.

Bang Yue was a little hungry by her own imagination.

Outside, the blackened enemy army has appeared at the end of the sight. They stopped at the edge of the woods, trimmed and assembled. This army used black armor, spears, and shields. It's oppressive. I only saw the formation they had not yet lined up from a distance, and my heart fell heavily, faintly cowardly.

As a rule, the soldier's equipment was either made black or silver.

Although the actual utility of the silver equipment is the same, it has to be admitted that in terms of senses, the silver army looks much more vulnerable.

Her gaze slowly turned to her own army.

I couldn't help but scold my mother.

Varied.

It's not like an army to meet the enemy, it's like ...... A group of gentlemen and rabble.

Lazy and lazy, the rear formation is loose, and it looks like the back row is ready to abandon the formation and flee for its life at any time.

There is no need to repeat how strange the equipment they use is, and when they left the factory before, they watched one piece of music.

It's just that the numbers don't seem quite right. She nodded horizontally and vertically—they were so untidy and moving that she had a hard time counting them.

There were less than two thousand people.

The rest of the people are lying in ambush inside the stone tower? Are there so many firebolts?

Her gaze turned to another place. There are the aborigines in Shili Village, which are now divided into two groups. A group of former disciples of Lingyunmen, under the leadership of Lu Chuan, sacrificed their long-sealed weapons, and stood murderously on the right hand side of the "phalanx" of the Qi army, looking much more serious than the three thousand Qi army. The other group of young men who did not know how to do martial arts, protected the old and weak women and children behind them, and stood far away from the eastern wall of the enemy, on which wooden ladders had been erected, and in case the enemy was defeated in the west, they would escort these incapable men to escape from the east. Because they were not sure from which side the enemy would attack or whether they would succeed in holding the walled city, they did not make a rash move, but waited quietly for news from the front.

Bang Yue deliberately took a closer look, trying to find the trace of Shen Stick Qi—I don't know if they would carry him on their backs, or make a simple stretcher to carry him away.

She didn't find that weak body, and there was a trace of loss in her heart. Although he knew that it was impossible for the people of Shilizhai to abandon him, he still couldn't help but have some worries. How can a person like that survive in troubled times? Although the "prophecies" and "advice" he made to himself did not help at all, Bang Yue still remembered him and felt some warmth.

This time...... Even if they can successfully get out of the predicament, the people of Shilizhai will no longer be able to live a peaceful and stable paradise life. The road ahead is very difficult, whether it is to fight to the death or accept Zhao'an. It's just that, if he can live, with his magic stick function and fellow disciples, Lu Chuan and they will also treat him well - just like in the past twenty years, what do you care?

In her heart, she looked at Lin Shaoge beside her.

Out of nowhere, he took out five small flags and held them in his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips pursed slightly, looking solemn and resolute.