"The remaining soldiers of the Great Mu Kingdom, the 100,000 forbidden army led by Zhang Hui, and none of them dared to move! It was not because of the ferocity of King Zhenyu who killed the 300,000 Great Mu army alone, or the scene of 200,000 Cangyunwei and 100,000 Lingyao troops killing themselves in unison shocked them, but the faith and ambition that reverberated between heaven and earth deeply penetrated their souls. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Hong'er's light body stood in the Qingfeng Gorge, and the blood-red earth seemed to spill blood immediately as long as it was subjected to a little force.

After all, it's 600,000 lives and 600,000 blood!

As Xiao Wanyun himself said, those lost souls are imprinted on his body, and he is the culprit!

It's just that...... Who can hate him?

If you understand and understand, I am afraid that you will shed tears like blood like those soldiers of the forbidden army and the soldiers of the Great Mu Country in a foreign land!

"I can see it!"

Shen Xian said.

"Huangfu Zhuo ordered to continue the attack, just to put Brother Xiao to death! However, those soldiers of the Great Mu Kingdom did not move......

Their figures seem to be standing in front of Shen Xian's eyes.

Opposite the man who had been pierced by the arrow, like a tall and majestic statue, no one would move, not even a step!

They were all carefully selected and cultivated soldiers of the Great Mu State, and even in the face of the evil leaders who frantically slaughtered 300,000 compatriots, they never stopped attacking.

The current stagnation is not because of fear and fear, but because of the cries of 300,000 heroic spirits faintly wafting in this land, as if to tell them not to move forward, not to move forward, because behind him, there is no one who can be clear for him anymore!

"Yes, you should have seen those tears, hotter than the blood that soaked into the earth! You should have seen how painful and relieved that man was, and how cold could his tears be?"

Hong'er's voice swirled with the breeze, and the cry of the heroic spirit remaining in the wind seemed to be mixed together, and Shen Xian unconsciously heard and saw it again.

"Attack, attack, kill him!"

Huangfu Zhuo was roaring.

But no soldier answered him.

"Kill him, avenge the soldiers of the Great Mu Kingdom, and avenge my son!"

Huangfu Zhuo was still roaring.

A soldier walked up to him in silence with a low brow and helped the veteran to his feet, no one could see his expression, but they could hear his weak voice.

"The Great Feud...... It's already been reported...... If you continue to fight, there is no point in going on, general, let's go back to the court!"

How could Huangfu Zhuo be willing to leave like this?

The war has not yet been won, even if the other party's 300,000 people have already returned to Huangquan, but this battle without a sense of victory has not satisfied the pleasure of revenge at all!

However, he eventually left.

It's not that he suddenly discovered his conscience, it's not that he was coerced, and it's not that he was moved by the righteousness of Xiao Wanyun and others.

Just simply saw his own army, the clenched teeth, clenched fists, and blood and tears flowing into the armor on everyone's faces, and simply understood that this army had no will to fight.

Zhang Hui seemed to have noticed early that the man standing in the pile of corpses, covered in arrows, was no longer alive, and the 100,000 forbidden troops led by himself were also like the soldiers of the Great Mu State, and they no longer had the slightest fighting spirit, so he ordered to withdraw into Qingfeng Pass.

The 600,000 corpses, no one cleaned them up, so quietly, with the heroic man who was still standing, settled down.

600,000 lives finally merged with this land called Qingfeng Gorge.

The war began like a conspiracy and was quiet, and ended in a hurry and quiet.

It's just that the heroic soul is righteous, as if it has not yet been recognized by heaven and earth, and there are still some unwilling to wander around the world, looking for a place to return.

Shen Xian was already kneeling on the ground, and his tears were dry.

A heart hurts so much that I don't know how to stretch and beat, as if it wants to be twisted into a ball of unsolvable hatred!

"You...... Did you bring any wine?"

In the empty mountain gorge, the clear wind is mixed with chaotic and familiar sounds.

Shen Xian raised his head suddenly, but he saw that heroic figure!

He was still standing in the pile of corpses like the remnants of the battlefield, covered with sharp arrows, and his whole body was stained black and red with blood, except for the sword in his hand, which was still glowing with cold light.

"I ...... I smell the wine from afar!"

He laughed and said.

But the more he is like this, the more heartache Shen Xian feels, and the memories of the past are more precious, but they are also more heartbreaking.

"Why cry? It should be a joy to die for your faith and your dreams. It is also a pleasure to be able to have the support and trust of your brothers. They didn't sacrifice for me alone, because they also had the same will to believe. It is also a good thing that this righteousness and will can be inherited!"

He smiled and said again.

But Shen Xian still tugged at his heart, bit his lip, and couldn't let go of it.

"Idiot, what's the point of not thinking about this? It's just a physical body, and if you die, you're dead, but the real one of us is still alive! You see......

He smiled, put down the long sword in his hand, and seemed to gently hold up Shen Xian's head, and Shen Xian's eyes widened, with a touch of fine light.

He saw that somewhere in the Lingyao Kingdom, an almost transparent figure walked out of the spiritual seat full of candlesticks and tributes.

He saw that somewhere in the grassland wilderness of the Great Mu Kingdom, an almost transparent figure slowly stood up from the earthen wooden sculpture spirit tomb.

......

Countless such transparent figures appeared inexplicably, but no one's face was full of resentment.

They all smiled, passed by their loved ones, waved goodbye, and said the same thing, though not quite in unison.

"Goodbye, I have to go, fulfill that dream. ”

Shen Xian was shocked, and when he looked again, he was already surrounded by those transparent figures!

"Look, isn't it, we're all alive, in your heart!"

The valiant man laughed, and a sudden gust of wind blew away the arrows on his body, blowing away the blood stains all over his body.

He changed back to his original appearance, smiled, waved lightly, and sat down cross-legged with the countless figures beside him!

"A glass of wine with you, deep love and righteousness. ”

He smiled, he didn't know when he "transformed" out of the wine bowl, and he didn't know when the bowl was mixed with wine, and he raised his wine glass to Shen Xian with those figures, shouted in unison, and drank it all in one gulp!

"One more glass of wine, eliminate all the sorrows!"

Everyone shouted again, and then a bowl of wine went down, and then they smashed the wine bowl in unison, and shouted "good wine" heroically.

"The time has come. ”

He said with a smile again, suddenly pointed to Shen Xian's chest, and said again: "The next road, you have to go by yourself, don't forget, your ambition!"

As soon as his words fell, Shen Xian's chest actually radiated a strange light!

600,000 figures, together with the figure of "him", all turned into points of light and disappeared into it!

Just when Shen Xian was surprised, a shocking dragon roar suddenly came out from the Qianlong Eight Pictures!

A golden dragon flew out, hovering in the air, cruising in the wind, and after a while, it let out a dragon roar, and then turned into a real dragon the size of several zhang, and swirled around the ground, with that dazzling golden divine light, rolled up the blood water that seeped into the ground, and slammed into the sky!

"Bang"!

The golden dragon is like a firework blooming in the night sky, exploding in the nine heavens!

Heaven and earth, the wind and clouds!

But in the end, the clouds dispersed and the wind was light, revealing the green sky and the blue earth.

Shen Xian called "Brother Xiao" in a low voice, and he didn't know what he had figured out or understood, and he didn't know when there was an extra wine bowl in his hand and where the wine in the bowl came from, but when he saw him drink it in one gulp, he shouted to the sky: "Three cups of heroic wine, sacrifice to my Shenwu Dragon!"

After saying that, the wine bowl in his hand disappeared.

And Qingfeng Gorge, a wisp of breeze, rolled up the delicate petals on the ground, fluttered and flew away for nine days.

One person dies, one thing lives, ten thousand people die, and the bones are spring.

Sunshine, fresh breeze, green trees, flowers, green grass.

It was back to normal, as if there had never been a catastrophe here.

Yue Yin, full of surprise, unconsciously shed tears.

Hong'er, too, couldn't resist the excitement that had been hidden for a long time, and shed tears.

I don't know if they were dazzled with Shen Xian, they also saw those dead heroes.

However, no one can explain it, but they just know that the pot of heroic wine that Shen Xian carried around his waist was really empty.

And at the same time, in various places in the Shenwu Continent, there were people who witnessed the posture of the heroic spirit!

It is like a baptism from the netherworld, awakening the long-forgotten name, and igniting the faint, faint feelings in the hearts of the world.

May justice endure!

The Holy Spirit is above!(To be continued.) )