The Nameless Thirteen galloped away from Lion Rock with some loss and some hesitation.

He almost numb manipulated the reins.

Suddenly, he led dozens of personal soldiers through the forest to a mountain forest, and their mood was extremely low and heavy.

This forest is completely populated and empty, but the sound of fighting can still be faintly heard, which makes people's hearts feel heavy and depressed.

Nameless Thirteen's internal injuries worsened, and he was also infected by the wind and cold, which made him physically and mentally exhausted, and his eyes stared blankly ahead, his heart was at a loss, as if he had lost all strength, lonely, helpless, and depressed.

He was expected to be chosen as the head coach, and of course he had to pay the responsibility.

He blamed himself deeply, and even hated himself a little, hating his incompetence and contempt for his enemies.

When he left Shendu and marched to Shu County, all his painstaking and ingenious plans came to an end, and what broke him even more was that he was completely powerless in the face of the death of his comrades.

The pain and helplessness in my heart is by no means something that can describe it.

Know for yourself.

That arrow, although it did not kill him, killed the confidence of his generation of famous generals and destroyed his fighting spirit to dominate the world.

In this battle, although he was still alive, he was really defeated, and it was a complete defeat, a complete defeat.

He is an orphan, since he was a child, he followed Xu Xiu, the Duke of Yanguo, to fight against the Turks and Khitans, from his own soldiers to generals, he has always been invincible, and he has never been so defeated.

He is also the most important and proud successor of Yan Guogong Xu Xiu, almost unmatched in the army, he has always been in his prime, and he has never tried to be so sad and sad.

Although others regarded enlisting in the army as a daunting path, he was determined to join the army because he wanted to take his fate into his own hands, but in this battle, he buried his future with his own hands and stifled his ambitions.

Before this, he clearly knew that the road to joining the army was long and full of thorns, but under the expectations of his family and his own dreams, he had to work hard to forge ahead, uphold the heart of self-improvement, unremitting struggle, gritted his teeth and moved towards the goal step by step.

He finally grew from a soldier to a general, and finally won the power of regaining the commander of Shu County from the empress, bringing him the best opportunity to perform alone, so that he climbed to a new stage of life, but now that it was just time for the harvest, he was suddenly defeated in a battle, and there was almost no possibility of turning the book, and all that was left was shame, self-blame and remorse.

So many years of hard work, so many years of military career, so many times of victorious generals. At this moment, he felt that everything was in vain, and all achievements had no real meaning.

The blow was so sudden, so unacceptable.

I can't help but think of Yan Guogong's teachings, the expectations of the empress, and my own gains and losses......

All kinds of emotions came in a stream, pushing him to the bottom, making him feel powerless.

Not only because of physical pain, but also because of the loss of the soul.

Emotions of despair, frustration, fear...... Holding him tightly, he had never tried to face the future as he did in the moment, and he was afraid to face the future.

He was sorry for the empress's appreciation, and even more ashamed of the cultivation of Yan Guogong, and felt that he didn't have any face to go back to see them.

Although the world is big, there is no place for it.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition inexplicably emerged in his heart, the current self is no longer powerless, and in the future he may be willing to fall, or even kill himself.

For a long time, his heart still could not be calmed, so that he could hurt himself and make him feel relieved of pain and relief.

What else can you do but wipe your neck and die?

If you die, you'll be gone.

Alas!

Thinking of this, the Nameless Thirteen laughed miserably, and was about to end his life when suddenly a strong black wind struck from behind.

Then, his consciousness began to blur.

Finally, it seems that the cries of the soldiers are heard from the distance, and then fade away, followed by absolute nothingness and darkness.

And then, there was no more.

......

The sound of fierce fighting under the Lion Rock also alarmed the Mi Mu Yuan, a fairyland on earth hundreds of miles away.

Feng Yi and Yan Yuqiu glanced at each other, and they were both shocked in their hearts.

The cruel reality outside, disturbing this pair of cultivating men and women at this time is a terrible scenery.

They have their own positions, each for their own masters, at this time they have to manage, but they can't ignore it, this is really a ruthless and helpless fact.

Almost at the same time, the two of them stood up and hurriedly sat down in Baiguanghu with a graceful and flawless posture, rushing to the point of the great battle.

There were no words all the way, and the anxiety and worry in the hearts of the two were indescribable.

After flying over a mountain, the world within a radius of ten miles was already filled with the sound of shouting and killing.

The two of them slowed down, and after a while, they stopped directly from the air and silently dived up a small hill.

The ground is open, and there is a clear space of seven or eight zhang in a dense forest dozens of zhang away.

The two of them squatted in a pile of bushes, holding their breath, and more restrained the outward ejection of their essence, reducing the beating of their hearts to nothing, and at the same time performing the art of seeing and hearing, peeking into the open space and even beyond.

The clearer the sound of the energetic clash in the distance, the denser and more intense, it shows that the combatants are all excellent strong masters, how can ordinary people be so powerful.

After a few breaths, the sound of clothes fluttering came, and I saw a woman in white who appeared in the open space in front of me like a fairy, and her body was so fast that she lost her substance and turned into a light smoke.

A feeling so strong that it is impossible to express its eventuality, like a tidal wave sweeping through the earth that seals the mind.

Feng Yi looked at it, and his heart trembled suddenly.

This woman is Fu Xi, who has not been seen for a long time, and it is also the first woman he has met since he came out of the valley, and she is also the first love he has been thinking about.

In this battlefield full of blood and sweat, she is like a lotus flower that is not stained, bright and beautiful, transcendent from hatred and killing.

Even at this moment of fierce battle, Feng Yi still couldn't help but be drunk.

It turned out that Fu Xi asked Wang Junhuan to retreat to Damian Town with some of his men and horses, and he was alone to lead away the extremely lethal Centripetal and Giye.

After the sound of the strings, the phoenix feather flying blade roared up, and shot at an astonishing high speed towards the back of Fu Xi, who was flying in the air.

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and the energy emitted was wild, but it was unambiguous.

Everywhere they went, the trees were upside down, and the branches and leaves flew violently, wreaking havoc like two tornadoes.

It's here in the blink of an eye.

It's faster than the rotation of the human brain, and it makes people feel depressed that they have to sit and wait for death, and there is no way to escape.

A hint of worry flashed in Feng Yi's eyes, and he didn't have time to remind.

I saw that Fu Xi's back, as if he had eyes, and the Flowing Shadow Sword in his hand conjured up a mystical trick that was both beautiful and multi-faceted, and with the gliding down, swift and lightning speed, it blocked the shot of the Phoenix Feather Flying Blade in the slightest.

Feng Yi saw Fu Xi's ease, and the heart that seemed to be hanging in the air was immediately implemented, and at the same time, it also made him feel that there was nothing that Fu Xi couldn't deal with.

At this moment, the pearl emperor silk in Giya's hand, with a "snort", spit out eight golden silk threads, divided into eight directions, and shot towards Fu Xi like a sharp arrow shot from the string, forming a strange and peculiar picture.

Under the joint attack of Centripetal and Gi Ye, and the close attack of distant friends, Fu Xi did not even have time to take a breath, and his mind was raised to an unprecedented ethereal and clear realm, and he did his best to leave the water heart.

Feng Yi felt an abrupt feeling in his heart, and he felt a sense of shock, so much so that he couldn't bear to witness it.

Yan Yuqiu was surprisingly calm, looked at Feng Yi with a side face, and saw that he had a worried face, as if he was hesitating whether to step forward to help immediately, and sighed lightly in his heart.

He lowered his voice, and whispered lightly: "Wood is wood, don't you know that caring is messy?"

Feng Yi was excited for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He turned his handsome face and looked at Yan Qiuyuqiu, looking at Yan Yuqiu again as if he was looking at another person.

Her gentle words made him understand the complex and subtle and deep feelings between the two parties more than a thousand words, and a joy that knew it stirred in his heart.