It stands to reason that even if the seven of them came from the same place, they would be scattered in the Demon Army and divided into different areas.

That's exactly how it was arranged in the beginning.

But it wasn't long before it was discovered that there seemed to be a strange connection between the seven of them. This is mainly reflected in the fact that when the seven of them join forces to fight, they almost have a tacit understanding like a common heart, and they can always exert a much stronger strength than individual combat.

Therefore, from the shortly after entering the Demon Army, they were assigned to a squad, and this cooperative relationship has continued since then.

But unlike the tacit understanding during the battle, the relationship between the seven of them was not as friendly as outsiders imagined.

Three of the seven have a good relationship, and the remaining four are on their own, only ensuring the most basic communication on a daily basis.

Moreover, Huasu found that their attitude towards them was particularly unfriendly.

He never knew why. It wasn't until the end of the day that he understood.

That time, the offensive of the demon clan was extremely fierce, and the demon army was defeated one after another, and was about to be beaten out of the river area they defended.

The position of the seven people in Huajia Village was at the forefront, the light of countless treasures exploded around, and countless comrades-in-arms fell beside them.

In the end, the goddess of death finally descended among them, and one of the seven was shrouded in a black shadow, and half of his body was directly "cut off".

At the same time, the other three were trapped in the encirclement of the demons because of their rash advance, and the remaining Huasu and the three rushed forward desperately, trying to rescue them.

But in the end, these three people still fell and died one after another.

Two of the three were in the group that had a good relationship, and at this time, the last remaining one was stunned, and he desperately wanted to rush into the demon pile.

Hua Su grabbed him without hesitation and shouted: "An attack is being organized behind, let's avoid its edge first!"

The man shook off Hua Su's hand, turned his head to look at him with hatred, and shouted, "Coward, it was like this then, and it is like this now!"

With a swing of his spear, his body turned into a silver rainbow, and he rushed into the enemy formation, being overwhelmed by the demons.

Only then did Hua Su know that because they had prevented them from rushing out to rescue the villagers, they had always hated themselves and stamped themselves as cowards from the bottom of their hearts.

After that, to be honest, Hua Su doesn't remember very clearly.

He vaguely remembered that he was full of shock, anger, and grievance, and rushed forward again, reaping the enemy. The last remaining man silently followed him, accompanying him to join forces to kill the enemy.

At last the man fell, and he was covered in blood, but he kept alive until reinforcements came up and repelled the enemy again and held the river.

At that time, he was the only one left of the seven, and he looked around blankly, not knowing where he was for a while. Then he pushed the mountain of gold and fell to the ground like a jade pillar.

He was so badly wounded in this battle that he almost died. The military doctor of the wood department did his best to save his life.

However, his Mingxin seed was severely damaged, the Yuan branch was broken, and a large amount of Ming Power was lost.

With this kind of strength, he couldn't stay in the Demon Army anymore.

At this time, the men of the Thousand Heavy Army appeared in front of him, took him away, carefully recuperated, and restored about sixty percent of his strength in his heyday.

When he was halfway through his recovery, the de facto leader of the Senju Army, the heir of the Shige family, appeared in front of him and asked him if he wanted to stay in the Senju Army or retire from now on.

He chose the latter.

Unconsciously, Hua Su had already stopped talking. He lit another cigarette, but didn't smoke it, just watched it burn out.

These memories churned in his mind, and the sounds of fighting, screams, and roars seemed to bring him back to the battlefield of that year, and brought him back to the panic and shock of that time.

"Am I doing something wrong? Am I really a coward?"

He muttered a low question, completely unexpected, and the person standing in front of him was only a young man who was not yet sixteen years old.

Hua Su said intermittently that although Jiang Feng didn't hear many details, he also roughly understood what happened before and after.

He said categorically, "Of course you're not! When did the Demon Army become synonymous with cowards? Aren't those who voluntarily enter there always considered warriors?"

Hua Su joined the Demon Army at a young age, stayed in it for more than ten years, and had a deep affection for it.

If Jiang Feng comforted him in other ways, he might not be able to listen to it, but directly praising the Demon Army, Hua Su's heart was immediately shocked, and he nodded silently.

Jiang Feng said: "Everyone has a different personality and a different approach. Some people are passionate and impulsive, and they don't hesitate to sacrifice their lives, and that's good. But there are people who are willing to live with heavy responsibilities and do more, and I think that's a sign of more courage. ”

He looked directly at Hua Su and asked, "After surviving from Huajia Village, have you forgotten your own villagers one day?"

Hua Su shook his head.

Jiang Feng then asked, "Have you coveted comfort and lived your own good life after the big exam?"

Hua Su shook his head.

Jiang Feng asked, "After entering the Demon Army, have you dealt with errands and passively avoided battles?"

Hua Su shook his head again.

Jiang Feng said: "That's it." I have always believed that hatred should not blind our eyes, but should make us more sober!" He beat his chest, "Know who is the person who should be hated the most, go and kill him, you should do your best to protect your important people, and so on!"

His words were categorical and sound.

Hua Su could hear that every word he said came from his heart, and it was this resonance that made him listen to these words.

"Do your best, with a clear conscience......" he muttered.

The eight words that Jiang Feng said in Lihuaxi at that time made him extremely impressed.

Jiang Feng smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, it's not worth saying it to others, what do you think in your own heart!"

Hua Su raised his head, wiped his face heavily, and laughed. He snorted and said, "I didn't expect to be taught a lesson by a half-sized kid like you." ”

Jiang Feng stuck out his tongue, rarely showing a little liveliness: "Age is not a problem, the master is the teacher." To be honest, I didn't expect Mr. Hua to have such a glass heart!"

Hua Su snapped and slapped his head: "If you call this teacher, give me some respect! The sun is coming out, hurry up and cultivate!"

This is obviously a change of course. Jiang Feng sighed twice and didn't continue.

Hua Su was right, the white of the sky was getting thicker and thicker, and the concentration of the bright power between heaven and earth was increasing rapidly, and it was indeed time for dawn to cultivate.

Jiang Feng sat down cross-legged and lowered his eyebrows.

Hua Su glanced at him and turned his gaze to the tombstones in front of him.

The sky was getting brighter, and the gap between his brows was getting wider and wider. He said in his heart: "If it wasn't for surviving from Huajia Village, it would be impossible for us to kill so many demons, and it would be impossible for us to recover ten times the blood debt for the villagers." Yes, I did the right thing!"

He suddenly remembered that the companion who had followed him last was also the youngest of them. This guy is small and thin, and he is also silent on weekdays, and it is common for him not to say a word in a day.

When his companions died one by one, when he rushed into the enemy line full of grievances and anger, he followed him silently like this, accompanying him to meet the enemy.

Finally, when he fell, his bright eyes looked directly at Hua Su, revealing an extremely joyful smile, and said clearly: "I am so happy to be able to kill so many enemies!"

At that time, Hua Su's consciousness was already blurred, and he didn't think too much about this sentence afterward. But in retrospect, he suddenly understood what he meant.

He just wanted to tell him, "You're right! I'd rather survive and kill more enemies!"

Hua Su walked over to the tombstone on the far right and gently brushed away the dust from it. The guy's name was displayed on the black stone tablet, which was particularly clear in the rising sun.

Huafeng.

Speaking of which, he has the same name as the kid who unraveled himself today.

Hua Su stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly on the tombstone.

A little golden light appeared from Hua Feng's name and quickly spread outward.

It first spread to the ancient flint flowers in front of the tombstones, and then, the remaining tombstones and the remaining stone flowers also lit up.

When Jiang Feng opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful and amazing scene.

The flint flowers on the entire steep slope were all golden, and they were shrouded in the rising sun, and a little golden light emerged from the petals and drifted upwards.

For a moment, countless fireflies seemed to appear on the steep slope, enveloping the hillside, the tombstones on the slope, and the surrounding forest.

This is exactly the Ming power that Jiang Feng and the others poured into the ancient flint before, and now it has all been released by Huasu and integrated into the air in this area.

Under the influence of Mingli, green grass emerges from the cracks of the ancient flint and grows rapidly, blooming with colorful flowers.

The surrounding trees became more verdant, and some wild animals and birds were attracted to the slope and did not go around it. The song of beasts and birds suddenly made this place a lot more lively.

In the blink of an eye, this black and dead place became full of life.

Hua Su stood up straight, stretched, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

Jiang Feng looked around at the strange scenery and shook his head with a smile: "Teacher Hua, I really can't see it, you are quite romantic!"

With a "snap", Hua Su slapped his head again: "Presumptuous, no big or small!"

This slap sounded loud, and its strength was extremely light. Jiang Feng smiled: "Not only romantic, but also thin-skinned!"

One big and one small walked down the slope, and the voice came faintly: "Speaking of which, Mr. Hua, why were you so hostile to Pingchao Mountain at the beginning?"

"Hmph, who made him look too much like that guy......"

"The guy who said you were a coward?"

“...... Hum. ”

“...... Pingchao Mountain is really a disaster......"

Behind them, black flint flowers were reflected in the green grass, embellished with flowers, and they no longer looked so cold.