In front of the green mountain, by the ancient road.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped at a fork in the road, and the big black horse gnibbled on the weeds on the side of the road with his head down. Perhaps the grass was too miscellaneous for its liking, but it just chewed and spit out the grass clippings mixed with saliva, pursed its lips and looked up at the two resting in the roadside gazebo.

Since the white head of the wild king said that he wanted to take revenge that night, he was in a coma for three days, and his vitality continued to flow. Fortunately, Huang Li used anti-heaven means and paid an extremely painful price to control the disease.

It wasn't until yesterday that Huang Junyu woke up, and his weak appearance was really distressing.

Huang Li sat on the stone bench, still wearing the wide black robe. But it is very different from the desolation on the night of the broken temple. The year of the desolation has just passed, and the person who practices martial arts should have full spirit. But now his hair looks a little gray, gray and a little dull. Some small and invisible furrows began to appear on the face, but they were invisible, but they were real.

He was a little haggard, as if he had spent twenty years tormented in these three days.

"Let's go. Huang Li got up, took Huang Junyu's little hand and slowly walked to the carriage. Huang Jun Yu raised his head to look at Huang Li, and a feeling appeared in his heart, Huang Li was higher than the rivers and mountains of Jiangcheng! Even if the sky fell, Huang Li could hold it up, this was the same feeling that his grandfather and his father who had only been with him for three days.

The carriage had no driver and walked slowly along the ancient road. I don't know if it's the meaning of desolation, or if Ma is too hungry to walk. The ancient road is silent, and if you listen closely, you can hear the sound of the stream flowing in the distance as the ice has just broken through the mountain stream.

"I've seen you before, and there's a portrait of you in Grandpa's study. On the ancient road, the immature children's voice finally sounded in the carriage. He had remained silent all along, and today he finally spoke.

Hearing this, the desolate is very lonely, and they are all gone.

"Uncle, is my father very powerful? Grandpa said that he is invincible in the world!"

"Big brother is invincible in the world, unparalleled in the world!" Huang Li's eyes were full of admiration and pride.

His elder brother, the guardian of the contemporary Dali Dynasty, is undefeated in the world, so Huang Li didn't believe that the eastbound traveler would be able to defeat Huang Zhan and send him into the Dragon Yuan.

"Then why did he die?" Huang Junyu was a little unconvinced, and choked up and almost cried

"There are many things in this world, and when you grow up, you will understand. "Desolate.

"Am I dying?" Huang Junyu thought of his gray hair, and his spirit was not as good as day by day. Coupled with the lonely look when he looked at him, he finally couldn't help but ask.

Huang Li was a little surprised, he didn't understand why Huang Junyu asked this question. But he still spoke in the same tone as usual, very gentle but more firm: "Even if I die, even if all the people in the world die, I will let you live!"

"Junyu, don't lose your uncle again. Huang Junyu lowered his head, fiddling with the corners of his clothes with his fingers with both hands, with a crying voice.

"Hahaha, it's my uncle's fault! We don't just want to live, we have to live well. Huang Li smiled and touched Huang Junyu's little head, and smiled very happily. He found that his nephew was not blinded by hatred. He still has affection, and that's enough.

Huang Junyu didn't have the slightly strange fear of Huang Li when he first saw him, because Huang Li was now his relative, the only one! He didn't need to be afraid of anything.

"Junyu, you can sleep for a while, we still have a long way to go. "Huangli doesn't want to be too tired from Huangjunyu.

When Huang Junyu was lying in Huang Li's arms and closed his eyes, he was about to fall asleep, but he opened his eyes again and said, "Before going to bed, Grandpa will tell me stories." ”

Desolation was a little stunned, he had never told a story.

"Ten years ago, a hairy boy who had just left home met the most in his life. He began to tell the story head-on, but when he found that the next story might not be understood by a nine-year-old child, he was about to tell another story, but found that Huangjun Yu was already asleep, and he shook his head helplessly with a wry smile. He looked through the car window, looked at the green mountains that were receding backwards, and muttered to himself, "I'll be back!"

When the carriage was slowly moving on the ancient road, a strange person appeared on the Ayu Plateau on the northwest border of the Dali Dynasty.

He had curly blond hair and green eyes. The bridge of his nose is high, and the tip of his nose is like an olecranon.

He is not a Dali man, he is an eastwalker, and his name is Arnold.

He has a very powerful name: the strongest man in the east! Arnold is invincible all over the western land, and he is crazy about martial arts. I heard that the Oriental people are still martial, so he challenged the first strong man in Dali on his eastward journey this time. So he went to Huang Zhan, and Huang Zhan also agreed to fight him on the shore of Longyuan. The final result was that the Wild War fell into the Dragon Abyss, and Arnold lost!

He was very unwilling to accept this result, he wanted a fair duel! Even if he lost, he would have no regrets about dying under the halberd of the deserted war.

However, during the decisive battle, something suddenly happened, and a group of strangely dressed men in black suddenly appeared out of nowhere and suddenly cast cold arrows at the desolate war. In the end, Huang Zhan fell into the dragon abyss, and he could only be injured and flee.

Now Arnold can't do anything, he is seriously injured and will die at any time. Now he just wants to go back to his hometown, to see his wife who is waiting for his return for the last time, to drink a glass of wine from her, and to die quietly in her arms.

Arnold stood on the Ashoka Plateau, looking back at the east and recalling the battle without suspense on the shore of Longyuan. One move! After only one move, Arnold knew that he had lost, and he was a mess of defeat, and he had no regrets about his defeat!

Arnold whispered to himself: "Wild War, you are really strong!"

After saying that, he turned around and dragged his weak body, which would fall at any moment, to the west, and walked home.

Shortly after Arnold left, two men appeared in the same place. A man and a woman, the laurels of the gorgeous costumes are fully displayed.

The woman is very beautiful, her delicate goose-egg-like face gives people a mesmerizing feeling, and there is a pink butterfly tattooed on one side of her cheek, which makes her even more enchanting.

She twisted her slender waist, her jade hand caressed the middle-aged man's chest, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes: "Why let him go, wouldn't it be more worry-free to leave him in Ayu Plateau forever." ”

Beautiful as a fairy, but like a femme fatale!

"People in the world need a reason, Arnold is this reason!" The middle-aged man was very calm, not affected by her charm in the slightest. The domineering between the words is fully displayed, as if he is an innate king.

"Arnold is strong, and the Jedi counterattack of a dying man is even more terrifying. The price paid this time has far exceeded expectations, and we can't afford to toss again. The middle-aged man sighed lightly, they had paid an unimaginable price in order to besiege and kill the wilderness, and they almost failed. To this day, he still has palpitations.

"In the first battle of Jiangcheng, the whole army was annihilated!"

"He's still alive?" the middle-aged man was a little surprised, "Did you get that thing?"

"No! After he left, Jiang Cheng set up a death barrier, and those who touched it died!"

"Death Enchantment, are all the people of the Wild Surname so powerful? Summons the order! Withdraw all traces and erase all traces!"

After giving the order in an orderly manner, he changed his words and said: "This time the goal is just a desert war, what if the world is invincible? The dragon is full of dragons, there is death and no life! Hahaha!"

He laughed wantonly, very happily, as if he wanted to sweep away the resentment that had accumulated in his chest for many years.

The laughter echoed across the Ayu Plateau and did not dissipate for a long time.

In the tenth year of the reign of Da Li, Emperor Yin Hong of Pingzhi announced to the world: The patron saint of Da Li, the war of the wilderness! In the name of a fair duel, Arnold, the first strong man in the east, conspired and deceived to defeat the barren war against Longyuan! Arnold was even more frenzied, cut down the grass and slaughtered the Jiangcheng Huang clan and fled back to the western soil. From today onwards, Dali will not allow the people of the Western Soil to step into a single step, and will never die with the Western Soil!