The cry behind him, still with wheezing, blood overflowed the city, and black cracks burned on the wordless earth.

The screaming woman, the crying child, the old man trembling before death were still dazed, but no one remembered what had happened.

On this day, Tianjin Wei, many people died, the silver bright armor was buried by the wind and sand, and the tragic horse neighing seemed to be a poem that was sung through the ages.

No one remembered for a long time how it all happened, and some said that they saw a young man, escorted out of the city, and there was no trace of him.

Who that person is, no one dares to mention, he has become taboo.

In fact, his name is Bai Changsheng, and he is just a young man who likes to bask in the sun with straw in his mouth.

But he will never see the light and the sunset again, and his life is nothing but an eternal darkness, silent in samsara, without cause and effect.

Bai Changsheng thought of himself like this, standing on the top of the mountain, he escaped, and escaped from Tianjin Wei under the protection of the iron head.

Not far from the city, there is a mountain, they are temporarily hiding here, this is Bai Changsheng's stubbornness, he wants to wait, wait for those people to come back.

Leaning on the scorched earth, Bai Changsheng looked at the barren land in a daze, and there were screams from the city of Tianjin Wei from time to time, and there was gunsmoke in the air.

Looking at the past from here, it was hard to imagine how terrible and desolate the city was, Bai Changsheng didn't want to look back, and he didn't want to give up.

"Young master, let's go first."

Tietou hesitated, he had already wiped away his tears, seeing that more and more people and horses were gathering outside the city, and some of the iron horses had already attacked in the direction of the mountain, he was very uneasy.

"Wait."

Bai Changsheng's tone was very indifferent, he was no longer the carefree young man, he was now the young master of the iron head.

And the young master has an order at this time: wait a little longer.

Sure enough, after a while, an old man floated from behind the two, clutching his chest, and his steps were injured.

Bai Changsheng hurriedly stood up, walked over and hugged the old man excitedly:

"Master, you're still alive!"

Baili Changtu covered his chest, his face was already pale, and his already weird face was even more bewildering under his eyes.

He survived, and came here alive to join Bai Changsheng.

"Well, I survived, that Mo Xiao is really powerful, if it weren't for Concubine Li's people who disrupted everything and made him have to withdraw, it seems that the two of us would really have to die."

Fortunately, it's good to come back alive, Bai Changsheng hurriedly looked at the master's injury, and the hundred miles Changtu shook his head, as if he could still hold on:

"It's okay, it's no big deal to come back alive to see you, my old body can last for three or five years, don't be afraid."

After speaking, Baili Changtu sat down cross-legged and healed his injuries.

Bai Changsheng didn't bother, and stood quietly next to him to guard, but the iron head behind him was pulling at his clothes.

"Young master, it's the final general!"

Bai Changsheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked back, there was indeed a mighty man at the foot of the mountain, who was slowly walking towards here.

One step at a time, Zi finally looked depressed, covered with scars, blood dripping down his hair, and a few steel arrows stuck in his back!

In his arms, he was holding a man, and it was a woman.

Zi finally came back with Liu Rudao, but the person in his arms would never jump up and shout anything again.

Bai Changsheng didn't know what to say, and watched Zi Zhong walk slowly with concern, and several people didn't speak.

"It's good to be buried."

Zi finally spoke, and saw that there was a new grave next to it, which should be where the head of the Pipixia man was, so he put the body of Liu Rudao next to the tree.

Her face was calm, as if she had fallen asleep.

"That Demon Moon..."

Bai Changsheng hesitated again and again but spoke, Zi finally heard this name, his shoulders trembled obviously, and his words also had a cold meaning:

"I will kill her, see you in the future, and we will not share the hatred of the heavens!"

It seems that the demon moon did not die, but also took advantage of the chaos to escape, and Zi finally used hatred to stimulate all his potential to get out of the predicament.

Since then, there has always been a deep feud between Demon Moon and him.

Even though he was covered with wounds, Zi Zhong did not stop to rest, knelt on the ground, and began to dig the soil with his hands, he wanted to bury Liu Rudao here.

Bai Changsheng and Tietou hurriedly came over to help, everyone was crying, but no one would remember what they did, the cold wind was speechless, and people were speechless.

After a while, a man rushed from the bottom of the mountain, his body swaying, presumably seriously injured.

But if he can still run, he knows that this person is not worried about his life.

Bai Changsheng waited for the last person, not only waited for him, but also saw the surging enemy troops behind that person.

There was a great chaos in the city, the boat did not carry the limit to escape, and barely escaped by means of the world, and the group of officers and soldiers saw that this group of people was dead and wounded, and they just wanted to take it in one fell swoop and kill them all.

Only then did they chase along the route of Zhou Buzai's escape, and Zhou Buzai deliberately concealed his tracks, but he could only get a momentary respite, and they still had to go.

This time, I am afraid that there will be no place at the ends of the earth.

Zhou Buzai sat on the ground, gasping, the ghost monk did not come back with him, he had already died at the city gate, and won a moment for Zhou Buzai's escape.

Before dying, the great monk held a simple knife, stood at the gate of the Tianjin Acropolis, killed the twelve generals angrily, and never flinched until his death.

Standing upright and dying, until he died in battle, the ghost monk still maintained that invincible demeanor before his death, and none of the officers and soldiers in front of the battle dared to come forward to pursue it.

That's invincibility!

Zhou Buzai finished talking about his situation, and several people mourned silently for the ghost monk, and they also knew the danger of the current situation.

There were constant shouts and curses from the bottom of the mountain, and in a little while they would come up.

Baili Changtu also stood up, and several people protected Bai Changsheng in the middle, only listening to his instructions.

Bai Changsheng glanced at everyone, everyone's faces were full of sorrow and hatred, and then looked at the rolling dark clouds, the cursing sound under the mountain, and a sentence sounded in his heart:

"There is no way in the world..."

Turning around and kneeling, Bai Changsheng clasped his fists and said to Baili Changtu:

"Master, you and my father are on the same path, and the means are also clever, when my father left you as a foreign aid from the hate, he also saw your ability, and now the generals of the four armies also know about this, this is the seat of the hate, and please preside over it."

Baili Changtu heard Bai Changsheng say this, but he heard it laughing and scolding:

"You kid will shirk responsibility, I won't do this job, or you come, I can't toss for a few years, and when I let go, do I want to disband again? Hurry up, we're still waiting for your instructions. ”

Half a joke and half a truth, Baili Changtu helped Bai Changsheng up, in fact, there is no need to say much about the ownership of this leader, Bai Changsheng's words are also in order not to fall into the mouth in the future.

The responsibility on his shoulders cannot be shirked no matter what, and now that he is being helped up by Baili Changtu, Bai Changsheng has also made up his mind.

Nodding and glancing at the heroes around him again, Bai Changsheng finally made a choice:

"Okay, I'd like to see if there's a way out of this world!"

As he spoke, Bai Changsheng clenched his fists, and his eyes finally lit up, and his morale was boosted, and he asked loudly at this time:

"Please take the seat!"

Bai Changsheng walked to the grave of the willow knife, and there was a broken wooden plaque on it:

My wife is like a knife

Thinking of the past, Bai Changsheng muttered to himself:

"Let's do a big deal!"