On July 19, during the night, thunderstorms poured

Zaluddin and I had been galloping for a whole day and a night, and it had been a long time to search for survivors. When we arrived at the inner city of Xiliu, it was already late at night; We rested, perhaps too tired, for two hours.

During this period, we have been vigilant and refuse to let go of the slightest disturbance. However, apart from the occasional crow chirping in the sky, and the occasional stench of carrion in the wind, nothing happened.

Today's Zarudin is unusual, and he talks a lot.

He told me a lot about himself, that he came from a very wealthy merchant family, and that if it weren't for the fact that his father was killed by the Shache people, and the goods were robbed. Then he is already a very famous businessman in Xiliu.

After his father's death, he sold his property, searched for famous teachers, practiced swordsmanship, and later joined the caravan and became a bodyguard swordsman.

During this time, he adopted two orphan girls who were in the same situation as him, one named Maisha and the other named Hangul.

The two goddaughters are very sensible, and Zalutin often has to travel with caravans and is not at home.

During this time, the family was completely thrown to the two of them; One of them was eight years old and the other was ten years old, and they were all good at milking goats, taking care of the lambs, shearing sheep to make cakes, and making sweet mare's milk wine.

After that, there was a war in Silyu, and Zarouddin was forcibly drafted into the army, and by virtue of his military exploits, he soon became the centurion of General Hemmud.

Later, when the war ended, Zaruddin chose to stay in the army and continue to serve.

At this time, his two little padded jackets gradually grew up, and they were beautiful and generous, slim and elegant.

For a while, the people who came to propose relatives and the matchmakers were about to break through the threshold of his family.

It's just that these people were politely rejected by Zarudin.

After all, he had long told his two daughters that their marriage was up to them.

Later, the two daughters got married. The ones who were married were all young men in the ranks of Zaroudin.

However, the good times were short-lived.

Not long after they got married, there was another war in Xiliu.

And this big war is a thousand times more dangerous than any other.

When it comes to war, everyone on the battlefield has different complaints, and there is no need to elaborate on them.

After talking to him in detail, I probably knew that his two sons-in-law had all been killed in the breakout battle with me.

When he led the reinforcements to arrive, only I was left dying, still trapped and fighting.

He said, for some reason, as soon as he saw me, he felt kind to me.

Maybe it's because his two sons-in-law, at the last moment, fought side by side with me?

Or maybe he just wanted to know more about his son-in-law from me

Who knows!

However, in my heart, I seem to have regarded him as a father and brother.

After resting, before leaving, he suddenly became serious again, and said to me in an almost pleading tone—that he wanted to go back to his home in the inner city first, and to see his two daughters, who had become widows

Of course, more importantly, I want to tell the story of their husband's death.

I understood him very well and patted him on the shoulder, saying that I would go home with him, and at the same time keep his move secret.

He expressed his great gratitude, and along the way, he told me a lot about the techniques of the 'Karma Sea Fear' scimitar.

To be honest, I actually have a bit of selfishness, wanting to live longer in this hell on earth and kill more enemies.

Due to the decline of the battlefield, everyone knows that in this war of broken blood, it is only a matter of time before everyone dies.

We entered the inner city through the secret passages and ran back to Zaroudin's house out of breath.

However, Maisha and Hangul have both been killed.

At the time of their deaths, both of them were disheveled, their sideburns were disheveled, their eyes were dull, and their eyes were blank.

I can more or less guess what kind of torture they suffered before they died.

Even those things that, in Zaroudin's opinion, were more important than military orders would still be easily trampled on.

Holding the bodies of his two daughters, Zarutin sat dumbfounded, without saying a word, with terrible eyes in his eyes.

It wasn't until there was movement at the door that I came to my senses, pulled Zarutin, and hid on both sides of the door.

My gaze swept over Zaroudin's face, and I saw that his expression was so grim that it was a little frightening.

His dream is actually quite simple.

That is, when the war was over, he withdrew from the army with his two sons-in-law and lived with his daughters in this small mud house, living a peaceful life.

As long as you look up, you can see your loved ones, reach out and touch them, and that's enough.

And then, even such a small dream could not be realized because of the war!

"Da Da Da!" Footsteps rang out, and someone walked in.

With an instinctive impulse, Zalutin pulled out the scimitar at his waist and was about to cut it down immediately.

However, halfway through the swing of the sword, he suddenly froze on the spot, and he opened his mouth wide, but did not make a sound, for at that moment he saw someone who had come, a man whom he knew quite well—General Hemud

As soon as we met, I realized that the death of Zaroudin's daughters was anything but simple.

The man named Hemoud exuded a tyrannical aura all over his body, and even smelled of blood, but I was just intuition, but there was no evidence.

The silence lasted only a short time, and General Hemmud asked, in that disgusting voice, "Zaroudin, what is going on here?" ”

Zalutin gasped and said excitedly: "I, I was about to ask the general what about you?" ”

General Hemoud let out an "ah" and said loudly: "Zaroudin, the city is mixed with the Pars assassins hired by the Yache people, and General Ben is leading people to hunt them down. ”

Zarouddin looked at Hemoud, bowed his head in response, and did not speak.

I listened to Hemoud's voice and realized that something was wrong; It stands to reason that we went to Tashkurgan Stone City to fetch water, and it was more than ten days overdue.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and deliberately said loudly: "General, we have successfully brought back the water in the clay pot, you see ......"

As soon as I had finished speaking, Hemoud's body shook suddenly, and I could even feel the tremor clearly as he was close to us.

In the darkness, Zarudin's violent coughing could be heard.

Hearing this cough, I realized that Zaroudin might have sensed that his daughter's death was not the work of the Assassins of Pars, but was very likely......

Hemud laughed, his smile was full of cunning, and said: "Well done, with this kind of water, the war can finally end." Well done, you two! Ha ha. ”

At this time, according to him, the Assassins who were all over the city should have kept quiet, but his every word was quite loud, and every guard looked at him.

Seeing that the guards did not understand what he meant, Hemoud was a little overwhelmed. After a long while, he stretched out his hand and said, "You guys, give the water to General Ben." I will ask for credit to His Majesty the King for your sake. ”

Zarudin didn't answer immediately, just remained silent, and subconsciously made a rather subtle movement in the 'Karma Sea Fear' scimitar technique - it seemed to be a leisurely stroll, but in fact, it was in an attacking posture at any time

Actually, there is another question, I have always wanted to hear Hemud say it himself, so I asked: "General, what is so special about this water?" ”

Hemud was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's nothing special, it's just highly poisonous." I'm going to send someone to throw this water into the water near the Shache people and catch them all! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zarouddin and I suddenly had a common thought in our hearts: Hemud is lying to us! He's lying, his answer, it's not the truth, he's hiding the truth from the facts!

At this time, Zauddin suddenly asked fiercely: "Hemud, what do you think of the lives of your clansmen?" ”

Hemud didn't answer, but his face was a little ugly.

But he didn't intend to answer, but slowly turned his gaze to the guards who were walking with him......

In their eyes, I vaguely saw a murderous aura.

I turned my head, and my eyes had just swept over Zaroudin's face, and I was about to open my mouth to remind him to be careful, when I heard Hemud shout:

"Do it!"

As soon as the words fell, a flash of light flashed in front of my eyes, and I instinctively wanted to open my mouth to speak to Zaludin, but I opened my mouth wide, but I did not make a sound, because at that moment I felt a chill on my neck, and that cold feeling was extremely unpleasant, even before death.

Immediately after, my head flew up, and a bloody arrow shot straight into the sky.

And my second thought was that I was dead, and it was my own people and my superiors who caused me to die. After many years of birth and death, I did not die under the enemy's sword, but I died at the hands of my own people.

But I didn't die immediately, it turned out that the legend was true - after a person was beheaded, his head still had a brief consciousness

Moreover, even if the head is cut off, the human eye can still retain the impression of the objects in the eye.

(It has been scientifically proven that after a decapitation, the brain will be instantly deprived of blood and oxygen, but it will take a few seconds before it actually stops moving and loses consciousness.) ）

Before my head hit the ground, I suddenly saw that Zaluddin had also moved, and the real 'Karma Sea Fear' scimitar technique, which was unleashed by him, was really terrifying.

With a perfect swing angle, a steady footwork, a one-move breathing interval, and no more than one movement, Zaluddin killed more than a dozen general guards in an instant.

And Yang Tingfeng was on the side, imprinting the details of each karma's fear in his eyes and engraved in his memory in the state of the first level.

At this time, he deeply felt that the fear of the sea was not just a one-to-one, one-to-many scimitar knife technique; It also has the characteristics of focusing on defense and counterattack, such an exotic martial art is indeed unstoppable and unstoppable.

And Zaludin, who exerts the fear of the karmic sea, no matter how you look at it, does not look like a mortal.

At this time, he is more like a demon from hell!

And at this moment, Yang Tingfeng's eyes began to blur steeply, and he knew that the master of memory had come and was about to die.

Yang Tingfeng opened his mouth unconsciously, he wanted to say something to Zaludin, but he couldn't control this body, let alone this head that didn't belong to him.

Then, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

I don't know how long it took, the world around me lit up again, Yang Tingfeng slowly opened his eyes, and a surprise voice came from his ears: "Wake up, wake up, adults wake up!" ”