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The scarlet sun cleaved Twilight from the steep cliff tops of Dragon's Tooth Pass to the end of heaven and earth.

There are people at the end of heaven and earth, and two horsemen and horses are coming slowly.

The snow was not dyed red by the remnant sun, but the blood of 300,000 people was sprinkled here, and half of the snow field was dyed bright red.

Because that battle was so tragic, to this day, the dragon's tooth pass is still covered with bright red ice and snow, like a brand that can never be shaken, deeply rooted in Mo Chi'er's heart. She slowly unfastened the two cold buckles of the chain mail, and the heavy chain mail brake fell on the horse's neck, and the war horse roared, and the eagle bird roared...... Their voices were long and roundabout, and she looked at the snowy owls hovering at the summit without smiling.

He's gone, and the man who had been in her heart for so long left.

She reached for her inner armor, and the guard grabbed her wrist.

The guard shook his head, his heavy visor and helmet clanging.

- "Can't you?"

"No, you can't. ”

Mo Chi'er quickly let go of her hand, and the armor of the singing peerless man would not fade under any circumstances...... They are always ready to fight to the death, always on guard against the other side of the dragon's tooth pass.

Mo Chi'er said: "I heard that there is a completely different scenery over there, green grass, blue sky, birds...... A rich and beautiful pure land. ”

"Sooner or later it will be ours. The guard's breath passed through the pitch-black visor, turning into a cold mist.

Her eyes darkened suddenly.

- "In that case, what will he do?"

The guard said, "Him?"

Mo Chi'er said: "You ...... Remember him?"

The guard said: "Ge Jueren will never back down, since he made such a choice, he should give his life." ”

Mo Chi'er said softly: "But who said he was voluntary? he didn't have a choice at all...... She had looked at him like this, and saw him sitting upright in the solemn carriage, what a calm look in her eyes. He looked at Mo Chi'er like this and smiled softly, but his smile was quickly hidden, like a qualified singing warrior, he closed his eyes and was taken away surrounded by layers of Shuo guards.

In the year of the Great Calendar, the seventh son of Gejue was taken as a hostage to the territory where the Shuo people gathered-Beiyuan.

Mo Chi'er sent a pure white ribbon, and she watched the ribbon float into the distance, her gaze always resting on the luck side, as if there was something there that haunted her soul.

- "You bid him farewell?"

"I hope never to say goodbye to him. ”

"Let's go. The guards left with Mo Chi'er, leaving two rows of slender horseshoe prints in the red snow.

Kitahara, the sun sets.

The brilliant light shrouded the high platform that stood out from the crowd, and a hundred stunning women sang and danced lightly, everything seemed so sacred.

The main settlement of the Shuo people is in Sufu, which is a city of seventeen cities, north to Longya Pass, south to Fusang Island, east to Gobi, west to Surabaya. And thousands of miles around Sufu is an endless grassland.

Here, people will not be able to distinguish the changes of day and night, will feel the grandeur of heaven and earth, and will even lose all fighting spirit and become a tiger and leopard with broken teeth.

A string of horn sound, the stage is full of lights, every woman is so stunning, they are on the majestic stag stage to indulge in singing and dancing.

"Haha! Sing, dance!" the Shuo officials cheered loudly, but there was a dense army underneath.

They've been dancing for a day and a night.

Their feet are blistered, and the blisters are cracked, and the cycle repeats...... Their hands were already bloody and fleshy, and the flesh of their nails was shattered by the strings.

But they were still jumping.

Who can endure such cruel torture? The first woman fell, and then the second, and the third...... The strings are broken.

Order!

Arrows that covered the sky and the sun shot at the stage, piercing their faces, their hearts, and their internal organs.

The Shuo people shouted victory, and their faces were full of smug and intoxicated smiles. What could be more wonderful than the captive Fuso women, who will never go back, they are the instruments of the aftermath of the day when they will be destroyed.

Of all these people, only one person is expressionless.

He was dressed in the colorful brocade clothes of the Shuo people, and his eyes were fixed on the stage. He had seen every Fuso woman who had been tortured and killed, and he reminded himself of their deaths.

This man had a name, but it wasn't allowed to be mentioned here, so he had a name that belonged to Kitahara.

The officer shouted, "Are you happy?"

- "Happy!"

"Satisfied?"

- "Satisfied!"

"What could be more refreshing than teaching the proud Fuso? Would you like to see another show?"

Everyone laughed, and the terrible laughter spread through every corner of the Bucks' audience, and it also made his hand holding the wine glass tremble a little. A person's trembling is mostly due to fear, but in this person's eyes, only composure can be found. His eyes were slender and deep, and at first glance, they looked like a bright light passing through a pool.

He stared at the 31,500 Shuo clan officials and generals like this.

The officer said, "Why don't you dance on stage and cheer everyone up?"

Lu Yubing slowly stood up from the corner and walked towards the Changle passage leading to the Buck Terrace. His steps are not fast, but they are steady.

In the midst of urging, he took off the beautiful clothes that the Shuo people were proud of, and sang and danced wantonly on the stag stage.

He danced so unpassionately that he stepped on the inhuman-shaped corpse of every Fusang woman, and his crisp and beautiful singing voice floated over the blood-stained platform.

The song is long and circuitous, empty and tragic.

The song is "Dragon Tooth Pass".

The faces of the Shuo people became more and more ugly, their hearts trembled, and every cell of them felt invisible pressure...... It's like going back to two years ago, back to the terrifying era when the warriors were dominating the battlefield.

No matter how hard the Shuo people are inch, they also know the power of the Song Absolute Warrior, and only under the stag stage can they feel what amazing power is hidden in Lu Yubing's thin body.

The officer shouted, "Stop, stop, don't sing again!"

Lu Yubing turned a deaf ear, he was using the most heroic way to challenge every Shuo people present.

The officer couldn't hold it back, so he immediately drew his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow into Lu Yubing's chest.

The singing finally stopped, but Lu Yubing did not fall, blood slowly flowed out of his underwear, it turned out that he was wearing thick inner armor.

The song is absolutely human, and the sword and gun will not leave the hand, and the armor will be in the body.

After all, Lu Yubing is a person who sings.

His blood and his bones roared hoarsely, but he quickly withheld his anger and fell to his knees.

When the officer found face, he didn't dare to fight anymore, and shouted, "You can stand down." ”

Lu Yubing walked through a long long road again.

He was covered in blood, and looked like a wolf that had lost his soul, walking alone to the end of the world.

This year, Lu Yubing was nine years old.