Feng Ye took Yunchen to the edge of a small river, where a few families lived, and Feng Ye's home was here.

"Grandpa, you're back. "In front of a small courtyard, a young man held a firewood knife, and another young man held a spear, and it was obvious that they had just quarreled with their red faces.

"Look at you, blushing and thick-necked, what are you doing? Why don't you let me, an old man, have a comfortable life?" Feng Ye saw the bruise on the young man's face, and knew that the two brothers must have had an awkward quarrel just now.

"Grandpa......" The young man walked a few steps forward with red eyes, with a resolute face, "I want to go to the battlefield to kill the barbarians and avenge my father and uncle!"

"Get out!" the young man scolded and rubbed the young man, "Why can't it be your turn, it's better to take care of grandpa at home!"

Not far behind the young man, a pretty woman was weeping and weeping.

"I can't take care of people, so I can only go! After our Feng family can't be broken, you have only been married for a long time, and the family depends on you. With that, the boy quickened his pace and ran forward.

"Stop!" Feng Ye scolded, but he couldn't make the young man turn back. When the young man was about to chase forward, Yunchen stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's collar.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" the young man struggled stubbornly, never able to escape Yunchen's control. He saw that Yunchen came with Feng Ye, and it was not easy to make a random move, so he had to stalemate.

Feng Ye stepped forward and grabbed the young man's arm, pulled it over, and said to Yun Chen with a wry smile: "Little Brother Yun, let you laugh, these two are my two grandsons Feng Tong and Feng Hao that I told you." The parents of these two children left early, but they have been sensible since they were children, hey......" Feng Ye shook his head and did not continue.

"Grandpa, let me go, I'm going to avenge my father and them!" Feng Hao shouted, trying to break away from Feng Ye's hand.

Feng Tong turned around and took a straw rope that bundled firewood on weekdays, put it on Feng Hao, and then said to Feng Ye: "Grandpa, someone has to join the war, I'm leaving, you take a good look at him!" After speaking, he turned his head sideways and looked at the pretty woman who was staring at him with her mouth open and speechless, some reluctance flashed in her eyes, and then she was ruthless, and turned around to leave.

"Brother, come back and let me go!" the boy shouted hysterically, stumbling and falling to the ground.

"Don't make any trouble, Kirito, come back, I have something to say!" Feng Ye shouted at Feng Tong, who was striding out.

Feng Tong didn't look back, and his pace didn't slow down a little.

"Feng Tong ......" the pretty woman cried, looking at Feng Tong's back, wanting to catch up, and knowing that she couldn't move Feng Tong, who had made up her mind, she had to cry helplessly.

"I've found someone to fight on behalf of our family, come back!" Feng Ye shouted, this sentence finally made Feng Tong stop. He slowly turned his head, looked at Feng Ye, and then looked at Yunchen on the side, and after a long time, he walked back slowly.

"Feng Tong, don't go!" As soon as Feng Tong returned to the others, the pretty woman suddenly threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, for fear that he would turn around and leave again as soon as he let go.

Feng Tong threw away the spear and hugged him back, and after a while, he looked at Feng Ye and said in a bitter voice, "Grandpa, what's going on?"

Feng Ye briefly said the matter, and finally looked at Yunchen gratefully, "Little Brother Yun, you are the benefactor of our family!"

Yunchen smiled and waved his hand, not saying anything more. Looking at Feng Ye's family, an emotion that he had not experienced for a long time lingered in his heart, and at this moment, while moving, there was also an inhumane melancholy.

"Look at me, old man, what kind of memory...... Let's go, little brother Yun, go in and sit for a while. Kiriko, Haozi, hurry up, prepare the wine and food, we have to treat the guests well!"

When Feng Tong and the three of them went out to prepare, Yunchen began to ask Feng Ye about the situation here.

After an in-depth understanding, Yunchen was extremely sure that this place was definitely not in the Lingming Realm.

"It's not the Shenlan Secret Realm, it's not the Lingming Realm, where was I sent by the Origin Evil Spirit?" Yunchen thought distressedly, he had originally planned to return to the Holy Dome after the Shenlan Secret Realm, but now he was afraid that the plan would have to be put on hold again.

Speaking of which, probably no one would have imagined. The Origin Evil Spirit originally just wanted to teleport Yunchen out of the battlefield, although he was powerful, he did not have the ability to teleport across borders, and at most he would only teleport to a corner of the Shenlan Secret Territory. A big reason for teleporting Yunchen here is that Levin, the true god, at the last moment of teleportation, Levin's blow completely interfered with the space, and by mistake, Yunchen came here.

"It seems that if you want to really understand the situation here, you have to go to the August Pond Ancient Land......" Yun Chen thought secretly, as an ordinary person, even if Feng Ye had traveled a lot of places, his understanding of this place was very limited, and it was impossible to get too much information from him.

When Fengtong and a few people were preparing the meal and everyone was going down, before the bench was hot, someone outside shouted.

"The people of the families who have participated in the war are gathering quickly, and the temple deacon, His Holiness, has called names. ”

"Uh, little brother Yun......" Feng Ye didn't expect to be in such a hurry, looking at Yun Chen, who hadn't eaten two bites of food, his mouth moved, and he didn't know what to say.

Yunchen smiled, stood up, and chuckled, "Then I'll go." ”

"Little Brother Yun, I'll send you ......" After Feng Ye followed Yun Chen in three or two steps, he turned back to Feng Tong and said, "Prepare weapons for you Brother Yun, hurry up!"

Feng Hao quickened his pace, walked to a corner, picked up his firewood knife, and handed it to Yunchen.

"Brother Yun......"

Feng Tong also walked up to Yunchen and said softly, "Thank you." ”

Yunchen took the firewood knife in Feng Hao's hand, smiled at a few people, waved his hand, and quickened his pace to keep up with the crowd in front of him.

"Good man, ......" Looking at Yunchen's back, Feng Ye breathed a sigh of relief, facing Yunchen, he always felt a sense of shame. But he knew very well that the chance of surviving the scene of fighting with the barbarians was really low.

"His kindness, maybe we don't have a chance to repay it, but you have to remember this man, he is the benefactor of our family!"

"Grandpa......" Feng Hao suddenly shouted.

"What?" Feng Ye retracted his gaze and looked at Feng Hao.

Feng Hao stopped talking, clenched his fists, and finally said, "...... It's nothing. ”

"You kid......"

Feng Haojing turned around and walked back, and when he walked to the door, he turned his head, glanced at the three Feng Ye who were still standing in place, took a deep breath, and quietly walked back to the house, hiding an old woodcutter on his body.

"Grandpa, you eat first, I'm in a bad mood, go for a walk first. He said hello casually and left.

Feng Ye shook his head, and he didn't take Feng Hao's matter to heart.

Yunchen followed the crowd back to the small square, where several layers of people had gathered densely, all to see off their relatives. The atmosphere on the field was very depressing, and there was no laughter at all.

The deacon Venerable in black robes raised his hand, and the people in the small square were completely silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have received conclusive information that this barbarian invasion may be the biggest in decades. It can be confirmed that there will be a large number of brute beasts involved this time, and we have no way out, only to take courage, fight those degenerates, and fight with those fierce and powerful brute beasts. Our family is in the rear, and if we can't stop those who have fallen, the consequences will be known to all. ”

Looking at the crowd with heavy faces, the Deacon Venerable continued, "The High Priest of Youquan has ordered that this time, the temple warriors will directly intervene in the battle and fight side by side with everyone. This shows the tragic ...... of this war It's not that I'm going to break your confidence, I just want you to understand that we have no way out in the face of the increasingly powerful barbarians, and only by mustering up your blood, courage, and the most powerful counterattack can we defeat those degenerates and defend our families in the rear......"

His Holiness the Deacon spoke for a long time, all to cheer up the people, and it was not until the end that he took out the roster and named the people who participated in the battle.

"Everyone, say goodbye to your family, we're about to go. With that, His Holiness the Deacon stepped back, leaving a little time for everyone to say goodbye.

The crowd in the small square quickly spiraled out of control, and many people burst into tears.

Yunchen stood there alone, looking at the scene of life and death parting in front of him, and his heart was a little touched.

"Alright, let's go!" Not long after, the Deacon Venerable appeared again, gave an order, and left with hundreds of people dragging heavy steps.

There was a cry in the rear, some people continued to move forward without looking back, some people stopped and looked back, and some people turned back one step at a time with tears...... None of them left the group and walked back.

"Huh?" As he walked around, Yunchen saw a somewhat familiar shadow, and when he looked at it again, he couldn't see anything unusual in the crowd.

"Am I dazzled?" Yunchen muttered to himself, shaking his head, not taking this matter to heart.

As we walked into the evening, the road ahead gradually widened.

The deacon was equipped with a riding beast, and he did not ride it, but led the riding beast with the people, and when he realized that most of the people were exhausted after such a long journey, he cried out in a loud voice: "Sons and daughters blessed by God, our people are in front of you, and we will work hard!"

The crowd continued to walk forward, and there was no noise, only jagged footsteps. There was an unusually oppressive and heavy atmosphere in the crowd, and everyone knew that the hundreds of people here were thrown into the battlefield, and they were afraid that only one out of ten would come back alive.

Not far ahead, there were fires, and everyone walked over under the leadership of His Holiness the Deacon.

"It's coming!" a man who was also wearing the same black robe as the Deacon Venerable greeted him and slapped the Deacon Venerable on the shoulder, obviously the two of them were quite familiar with each other.

"You're ahead of me......" Smiling, the Deacon Venerable led the crowd towards the fire, where a lot of food had already been prepared.

Just when he wanted to sit down, Yunchen saw a figure, stunned for a moment, he walked over and stretched out his hand to pat, "It's really you, I thought I was wrong just now!"

"Brother Yun......" Feng Hao, who was discovered, seemed a little uneasy, and soon he calmed down again, and said a little low and resolute: "I came here without telling my grandfather, I want to participate in the battle, and take off the head of the barbarian with my own hands and go back to the grave!"

"Aren't you afraid of death? Your father and uncle died at the hands of the barbarians. Yunchen asked lightly.

Feng Hao glanced at Yunchen, "If you're afraid of death, you won't come." ”

Yunchen smiled and said, "Your grandfather must be very worried about you." ”

Feng Hao was silent for a while, and said, "My brother will take good care of his old man." ”

"Let's go back. ”

"No!" Feng Hao shook his head violently, "I will take this opportunity to kill enough barbarians to earn the title of Warrior and join the temple when the time comes...... My biggest dream is not to let people passively wait for the barbarians to invade, I hope that one day we can take the initiative to go into the mountains, kill those who have fallen, and avenge my relatives. Or kill them until they are afraid, and never dare to do it...... The only prerequisite for me to realize this dream is to join the temple and become a big man, and the premise of all this is to kill the barbarians...... I won't go back. ”

This book was first published in Reading Books