"This stupid boy. ”

Xia Fan looked down at Su Yunxiao, who had surrounded countless soldiers in the middle, and let out a sigh of emotion for some reason.

Time.

The mood of pathos and despair weighed heavily on the hearts of every soldier who rescued the suffering.

At the time of the change at the South Gate.

Hearing the movement, he quickly came to the scene.

Pity.

He was a step late.

Su Yunxiao was seriously injured and was dying.

Su Yanfu attacked the assassin Duan Zongbi almost frantically.

It didn't take long.

Xuan Lingzi is here.

He didn't know Xuan Lingzi.

But he could guess that the other party was from the Cloud Palace.

When Xuan Lingzi used some means to get the answer he wanted from Su Yunxiao's mouth, he was about to grab Su Yunxiao's head under the anger of the other party.

Xia Fan stopped him.

There's no need for it.

Because Su Yunxiao's vitality has been cut off.

Everything is dust, dust is dust.

Why bother with a corpse again?

Xuan Lingzi recognized him.

He didn't dare to disobey Xia Fan.

Because he is a great master.

That's all.

When Xia Fan found that the imperial army appeared outside Wanyang City like a divine soldier.

That moment.

He suddenly found that the layers of fog shrouded in Wanyang had quietly dispersed.

It's a bureau.

A bureau against the Temple of the Clouds.

But Su Yunxiao is not a chess player, just a pathetic chess piece.

He thought he was in control.

It's a pity that he forgot the fate of the tiger skin.

He's too weak.

So he will die, he must die.

If he doesn't die, who will take the blame for the chess players behind the scenes?

Even if the Cloud Hall was suspicious?

As early as when the mastermind behind the scenes decided to push Su Yunxiao out as a substitute for the dead ghost, the other party had already picked himself up in advance.

Therefore, this dumb loss of the Cloud Hall is decided.

After all—

Su Yunxiao is the person they elected.

Let's talk about it.

Without Su Yunxiao's backlash, nothing can be talked about.

As for Xia Fan?

He's just the one who broke into the bureau by mistake.

At the beginning, the other party also wanted to use Xia Fan, and also regarded him as a pawn behind the pot.

However, he is not Su Yunxiao.

He is the Grand Master.

Anyone who dares to calculate himself must weigh himself.

Will they be able to withstand the wrath of a great grandmaster?

This is the difference between him and Su Yunxiao.

It is also a chess piece that makes people calculate.

Su Yunxiao died.

Xia Fan is alive.

This made him sigh at Su Yunxiao's death.

If he wasn't a great grandmaster, I'm afraid he would have ended up with Su Yunxiao.

Again.

If you don't have a brain, don't play with others, no, you'll play yourself to death, right?

Now.

The army of the imperial court has been slaughtered to the city of Wanyang.

And the self-rescuing soldiers and soldiers who fought separately were not at all the opponents of the well-organized imperial army, not to mention that most of the rescuing soldiers were ordinary people, without the leadership of Su Yunxiao and a large number of Jianghu warriors, their resistance was tantamount to a dying struggle.

It was not so much an asymmetrical war as a bloody massacre.

Countless desperate soldiers and soldiers who fought to the death fell one after another like wheat harvesting, and the imperial army seemed to intend to annihilate them completely, and groups of elite warriors continued to intersperse with the crowd to divide and surround them.

"Leader Su! Leader Su is still alive!"

At this time.

A large banner symbolizing the spirit of the Rescue Army was slowly erected.

Su Yunxiao, who should have been cut off, held Daxu in his hand, and his body stood straight in the chaos of war.

His countenance, his eyes, his gesture.

Always full of perseverance and perseverance.

He just stood.

But it made all the soldiers of the relief army ignite hope and fighting spirit.

Su Yun didn't fall.

The Relief Army will not fall either!

"Kill!"

With a heart-rending roar.

The surging offensive of the imperial army was stagnant.

"You can't go back. ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the resistance of the relief army is nothing but futile.

Xia Fan quietly appeared beside Su Yunxiao, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back of the heart.

Pause.

A faint color of blood appeared on Su Yunxiao's pale face.

"I know. ”

Su Yunxiao opened his mouth, and at the same time signaled with his eyes that the soldiers of the Relief Army who were guarding the surroundings did not need to be nervous.

"Did you think this would be the result?"

Xia Fan's eyes calmly looked at the retreating army in front of him.

"I didn't have a choice. ”

Su Yunxiao's gaze was devoid.

"Who are they?"

Xia Fan asked seemingly inexplicably.

"In the tenth year of the Great Jin Dynasty, a woman who claimed to be from the Forgotten Soul Sect came to me, and she knew that I had a grudge against the Cloud Palace, so she offered a plan that I couldn't refuse. ”

Su Yunxiao said slowly.

"The Demon Sect has carefully planned a conspiracy against the Cloud Palace, and she wants me to join them and cooperate with them. ”

"And you said yes?"

Xia Fan said lightly.

"Yes. ”

Su Yunxiao's voice gradually became weak.

"Is the court also involved in this conspiracy?"

Xia Fan asked again.

"I don't know. Su Yunxiao said. "But I'm sure now. ”

"Are you sure that the Forgotten Soul Sect and the imperial court have teamed up to trap you?"

Xia Fan shook his head and said.

“...... It's not that simple. Su Yunxiao was silent for a moment and said.

"How?"

Xia Fan patted him on the back of the heart again.

"Actually, I should have found out a long time ago. Su Yunxiao's face flushed instantly. "There is more than one person who is secretly in contact with me, even though the other party has contacted me in the name of the Forgotten Soul Sect. ”

"What are you suspecting?" Xia Fan said with a blank expression.

"There is a conspiracy behind this conspiracy. Su Yunxiao said. "A conspiracy not only against me, but also against the Cloud Palace...... Perhaps, the woman will know something......"

"Ning Duo?"

Xia Fan said suddenly.

“...... Yes. Su Yunxiao's voice paused. "But my guess is that there's someone behind her. ”

"Why?"

Xia Fan frowned.

"She's so young. Su Yunxiao struggled. "And she gives me the feeling of being more cunning than enough to ...... pattern"

"I see. ”

Xia Fan looked at the imperial court army that was gradually killing in front of him.

"Do you have any last words to confess?"

"Help... Save them ......"

A line of tears rolled down the corners of Su Yunxiao's eyes.

Because—

The imperial army is wantonly slaughtering the soldiers who are desperately resisting.

Often the knives in their hands were not raised, the spears did not have time to pierce out, and the enemy did not even see them.

And they fell in a pool of blood.

And he could only watch, watch, watch as the living lives disappeared in front of him.

"They turned out to be just a group of displaced poor people, because they believed in me, they believed that I could lead them to overthrow this dark world and live a future where they would no longer starve and freeze, because they believed in me, so they put their lives, their children, and their brothers' lives into my hands, but in the end I let them down, I was sorry for them......"

"After I die, the court will kill them all, kill all the people, even if they are just an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, even if they are just a country farmer who can't read big words, even if they are just a child......"

"The court will use their blood to tell the world, to all those who dare to stand up and resist......"

"That's what happened to them......"

"Five years ago, after my father died, they killed hundreds of thousands of people in Lizhou......"

"Five years later...... Yun Xiao, I don't want to see more people die for our Su family again......"

"Save them ......"

Su Yunxiao said as hard as he could, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

Until the last sentence falls.

He never spoke again.

He's dead.

Dead completely.

But he still stood and did not fall, still looking resolutely ahead.

Xia Fan gave him two degrees of true anger.

However, his heart has been broken, and no amount of true qi can save his life.

can only let him return to the light and return to the photo engraving.

"You've got a problem for me. ”

After hearing Su Yunxiao's last words.

Xia Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

But—

In this war, enough people have died.

Look around.

For the first time, he saw the cruelty of war in a real sense.

It's not that he hasn't seen dead people.

The question is who has witnessed the tragic death of thousands of people under the butcher's knives of their own kind.

All the time.

Xia Fan looks at this complicated world with an outsider's mentality.

Probably because he never regarded himself as a person from this strange world, more like an unfortunate foreign tourist who broke in.

So—

Except for his own life, he can not care about anything else.

Everything is as you like.

As he came into contact with more and more people.

He found.

I am still inadvertently influenced by the world sometimes.

Ultimately.

He's just an ordinary man with great power.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Lao Tzu shouldn't have gone out of the mountain from the beginning, if he didn't go out of the mountain, Lao Tzu wouldn't have suffered so many bad things about bullshit......"

Xia Fan muttered and walked forward.

Hand.

Unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"But your last words, I received...... After all...... Lao Tzu still has an account to settle with some people! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will not be able to understand his thoughts, and he will not be in the mood to travel, yes, yes, that's it!"

Qiang –

The sound of a long sword unsheathed instantly echoed in the sky in front of Wanyang City.

In an instant.

The battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Because one man, one sword.

Xia Fan raised the lightsaber in his hand that lingered in the weather, and calmly looked at all the focused gazes around him.

The next second.

He swung his sword.

The huge sword qi that sparked from the sword blade slashed directly towards the mountain peaks that stood in the distance.

Boom –

Moment.

The mountain collapsed.

"From this moment on, without Lao Tzu's permission, no one is allowed to use swordsmen without permission!"

After speaking.

Xia Fan turned around and no longer paid attention to the soldiers on the entire battlefield who seemed to have been immobilized.

He came to Su Yunxiao.

Reached out and patted his stiff shoulder.

"It's very unwilling to die, it's very aggrieved, isn't it? Coincidentally, Lao Tzu is the same, go! Let Lao Tzu teach you what real power is!"

Immediately.

He picked up Su Yunxiao and walked towards the city step by step, and everyone in front of him unconsciously dispersed a road.