Qin Hanmu stood on the high platform with his hands in his hands. The general of Zhongzhou was tied hand and foot and thrown at his feet at will, like a lamb to the slaughter.

The flames lit up in the distance, and the thick black smoke rising up obscured the starry sky.

The braziers burning on both sides of the high platform, from time to time, burst out of a swaying flame, jumping in Qin Hanmu's pupils, his gaze swept over the battlefield below, the entire Zhongzhou army camp has completely fallen, and those Zhongzhou soldiers who have been confiscated are also scattered and detained in the barracks.

Shangguan Miao and Qin Muhan stood side by side, under the reflection of the firelight, her face was pale, and her lips that were once ruddy and seductive were also bloodless at the moment.

"Miao, the wind is strong on the high platform, why don't you go back to the battleship to rest first?" Qin Hanmu said gently.

Shangguan Miao pursed her lips and shook her head slightly: "I want to stay by your side." ”

I don't know when, the general of Zhongzhou woke up, he struggled a bit, and couldn't break free from the rope, but it caused Qin Hanmu and Shangguan Miao to shift their attention to him.

"Despicable, shameless!" The general glared at Qin Hanmu and scolded angrily.

"Soldiers don't get tired of deceit." Shangguan Miao responded before Qin Hanmu.

The general laughed when he heard this, maybe he was tired of laughing, he took a deep breath, squinted at Qin Hanmu, and said sarcastically: "Unexpectedly, the famous Jiangzhou Changsheng General is actually a soft egg who doesn't dare to come out in front of women. ”

Shangguan Miao heard that the other party was actually mocking Qin Hanmu by himself, and he was even more angry. She raised her hand, and a black mist condensed in her palm. But in an instant, the fog melted into the endless night.

Shangguan muffled into the cool air, and there was a heart-rending pain in his chest. She barely managed to stabilize her body, and she didn't dare to mobilize the almost depleted ghost qi in her body again.

Qin Hanmu hurriedly held Shangguan Miao's arm, he shook his head at her, then turned to the general of Zhongzhou, and said with a smile: "The general doesn't have to be like this, even if the soldiers are fighting each other, it must be me who wins the battle in the end." ”

The general of Zhongzhou snorted coldly to show his disdain. Qin Hanmu ignored it and continued: "If that's the case, both sides will inevitably suffer heavy losses, I think, even the most indifferent and ruthless general doesn't want to see his soldiers stained with blood on the battlefield, right?" ”

General Zhongzhou sneered and said, "Since I have been defeated and captured, I have nothing to say. If you want to kill, you will kill, why do you humiliate me so much? ”

Qin Hanmu shook his head and said softly: "I have no intention of attacking Zhongzhou, let alone killing. All I can do is minimize casualties on both sides as much as possible. ”

"Is this the reason why you let the Immortal Cultivator intervene in the mortal war?" General Zhongzhou asked rhetorically.

Qin Hanmu was noncommittal.

The Great General of Zhongzhou once again looked at Shangguan Miao beside Qin Hanmu and said, "If I am not mistaken, the previous black fog and ghost shadow were brought by you." ”

"That's right." Shangguan Miao met his gaze without the slightest hint of backing down.

"As an immortal cultivator, don't you understand the rules that immortal cultivators are not allowed to interfere in mortal warfare?" General Zhongzhou asked.

Shangguan Miao shrugged his shoulders and expressed his attitude: "I am cultivating the ghost path, and I have nothing to do with those decent immortal cultivators who set such rules. ”

As soon as these words came out, General Zhongzhou was speechless, he sighed bitterly and closed his eyes in pain.

At this moment, there was a commotion not far away. Qin Hanmu followed the prestige, only to see more than a dozen figures, rushing out of the firelight in the sky, fighting with the patrol team in the camp.

The shouting of killing resounded in the night sky, alarming more patrol squads, and more and more Jiangzhou soldiers gathered around the place where the shouting and killing sound came from, and surrounded the small group of Zhongzhou soldiers who broke into the barracks at night.

Qin Hanmu watched the battle situation, and soon his eyes were attracted by one of the young men.

Qin Hanmu had never seen such a desperate warrior, every attack of that young man did not seem to leave the slightest retreat for himself, just like a heroic and fearless wolf, he didn't know pain, he was not afraid of life and death, and what he was staring at in his eyes seemed to be always prey.

Either you are born alone, or you die together.

Qin Hanmu looked at it with interest for a long time, and asked Shangguan Miao in a soft voice, "Miao, do you think that young man looks like a person?" ”

Shangguan Miao also noticed the young man who exchanged his life for his life very early, and naturally guessed that the person Qin Hanmu said was him.

She pondered for a moment and said, "You don't mean to say that he is very similar to you, right?" ”

Qin Hanmu laughed a few times and said, "It is worthy of my future wife, in a word." ”

Shangguan Miao squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Hanmu carefully, and then looked at the young man from a distance before he spoke: "He is a little more handsome than you, and you are a little more heroic than him." ”

"Can I understand that you are complimenting me?" Qin Han said.

Shangguan Miao's eyes were as soft as silk, and he glanced at Qin Hanmu and said, "What do you think, husband?" ”

Qin Hanmu's cheeks suddenly burned, and he cleared his throat: "Miao, there are still outsiders here." ”

As he spoke, he also stole a glance at the one tied to him, but the general was now with his eyes closed, as if he was still immersed in the pain of defeat and couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't pay attention to the two.

Seeing the nervousness on Qin Hanmu's face, Shangguan Miao covered his mouth and snickered a few times.

Pu Jia and his party struggled to fight with the defenders, and he didn't know when he added more than a dozen new wounds to his body. The whole person is like a bloody killing god.

It was another new round of siege, and after the soldiers of the Jiangzhou army retreated back to their original places and resumed the encirclement, in the circular Shura field that was surrounded by people, only Pu Jia was left barely standing.

Pu Jia turned around with difficulty, the long knife in his hand had been curled, and the once sharp blade was now as broken as a fish's thorn canine. Pu Jia plunged the long knife into the soil, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, barely supporting her body from falling.

Looking at the robes that had fallen beside him, and at the sharp spears aimed at him, he suddenly remembered the little girl who was trembling as he grabbed his corner in the governor's mansion in the past.

"Momoko, are you okay?" Pu Jia muttered, as if she had once again seen Momoko being bullied and standing up for her, only to be surrounded and beaten by a group of older slaves.

Pu Jia smiled bitterly, and an indelible sadness was born in her heart.

He knew that this grief was not due to his death.

Little did he know that this grief would remain suppressed in his heart until a long, long time later.

"I won't live to see the day you feather ascend to the immortal, Peach." He thought, looking beyond the crowd and into the unknown distance.