Chapter 22: Cutting the Spring Breeze and Refusing to Return (Seeking Follow-up Support)
In the barren and lonely desert, the red-robed man wandered aimlessly, and Carpenter Qin slowly followed.
"Chang'an, what are you looking for?" Carpenter Qin's face was complicated.
"Spring." Half of the peach blossom branch was inserted in the Buddhist shrine, and Gu Changan held the Buddhist shrine with a confused look.
Carpenter Qin raised his head to look up at the dim red sky dome and followed silently.
Chang'an is not crazy yet, if he is crazy, he will not bring a Buddhist shrine to dispel the plague.
But this dead domain, where does the spring come from.
Ten years ago, the hope was for reinforcements from the Central Plains, and five years ago I gradually accepted the cruel facts, only hoping that the soul of Anxi could return to its roots, and the deeds of the lonely city would not be buried by the loess.
Now, this man who kills through all armies alone, the only expectation is that the peach branch can sprout, what a humble and pitiful thought.
"Chang'an, let's go back." Carpenter Qin stepped forward and pulled his red sleeves, dragging away the white-robed boy who insisted on defending the city like he had done fifteen years ago.
Gu Changan was silent and walked back to the lonely city with Grandpa Qin, but after a while, his numb expression was strangely distorted.
"Why are you still coming, why can't you let me go." He murmured in pain.
He didn't want to fight anymore, no matter how many people he killed, he couldn't change anything.
Far from dissipating, the darkness continues to spread, saying that you are exhausted to do something meaningless.
Even sins!
It's all to blame for killing 10,000 corpses and causing the plague, otherwise how could he take the lives of nine relatives.
Carpenter Qin couldn't hear and see clearly, but stood up straight with a cold face, as if he wanted to show off his straight back, but his one-armed lame leg swayed no matter how hard he tried.
In the afterglow of the sunset, the three horsemen galloped in.
The leader, a blonde woman in her thirties, grabbed the reins of her horse and threw her long green-veined knife into the air, the blade hanging without falling.
She stared silently at the blood-stained lonely city, then turned her gaze to the man with a cape and no energy.
"Whoever kills you, the Holy City of Dai Dai Shelley."
The exchange of interests with the Huyan Judge also clarified the humiliating history of the Western Regions of the Empire.
The cemetery where the glorious sun does not shine, and the most foolish martyrs in the cemetery.
The atmosphere was as quiet as a tomb, and there was no sound except for the wind of heaven and earth.
"This trip, by the way, I brought two Central Plains people." She didn't care, and said with a smile:
"Dai's most loyal lackey, please worship the Central Plains Lonely Loyalty."
A man and a woman were pale, sitting on horseback trembling violently, their heads bowed.
The blue-eyed woman waved her skirt sleeves, and the two of them were dragged by the gas machine and fell off the horse.
"The ancestors are all of Central Plains blood, but they are smart and know that the Great Barbarian Empire is unstoppable, so they began to take refuge very early, and there are many, many people like them."
She said as she paced in the desert.
"Bad seeds!" Carpenter Qin shouted angrily.
The two were so ashamed that they wanted to bury their heads deep in the loess.
His life was threatened, so he could only be forced to follow Miss Dai, and he had prepared a lot of rhetoric on the way here.
But when they really saw the men in red fluttering with their own eyes, they were extremely guilty and lost all their courage in an instant.
"In the Sui Dynasty, I heard that your ancestor was an official?"
The blue-eyed woman turned her head to look at the man.
The man opened his mouth, sensing the murderous eyes overflowing, and he choked up:
"Up...... History of the Upstate Thorn. ”
Dai Shelley nodded her chin and said lightly:
"The three products of the feudal officials, the ancestors are prosperous, rich, brocade and jade food, it's really good."
Her tone suddenly became sarcastic, and she laughed:
"Gu Changan, what about you?"
"Your ancestors were mud legs, cows and horses, right? As long as you have a little identity, your grandfather's generation will not come to the Western Regions! ”
"Stupid fool!"
Carpenter Qin's face was hideous, and Gu Changan was still numb.
"Dance for fun, watch me punish the enemy!"
Dai Shelley suddenly rose in the air, and the green knife cut a terrifying trace, and the qi of the peak of the great grandmaster was undoubtedly revealed.
The heart worked, and she keenly captured the painful breath fluctuations of the lonely.
The boulder lying in the darkness, since it can't move it, it can only let it collapse on its own.
The Huyan Judge should have used this trick a long time ago, but unfortunately he only remembered it now, and he buried the lives of countless sons and daughters of the empire in vain.
"Dance!!" She slashed with a sharp wrist, and the sword aura enveloped the two of them, and they could shatter their bodies at any time.
The man was dizzy, after all, he was afraid of death, and he got up and twisted his stiff steps, and the woman danced with tears and tears.
Dai Shelley admired the two maggots wriggling, and although the dance was ugly, there was a different kind of beauty in the lonely city.
She asked calmly:
"Is this the Central Plains defended by you, Gu Chang'an? Are they the people you are protecting? ”
"Brute! Brute! Brute!! Carpenter Qin's old body trembled, his voice became louder and louder, and finally he shouted and suddenly turned his back, and pleaded hoarsely when facing the two of them again:
"Don't be so cruel, don't forget the conscience of the world, please...... Please. ”
Dai Shelley pressed her fingertips on the hilt of the knife, and the qi machine cut the man's hair straight off, and said sharply:
"Keep jumping!!"
The two of them twisted and turned like sacrificial madmen, and in this desperate city, they humiliated more than 20,000 heroic souls of Anxi by cheering up the barbarians.
"Please." Carpenter Qin tugged at the placket of his clothes with a painful expression, when the descendants of Yan and Huang wantonly insulted the lonely city, the despair could not be described in words.
Chang'an had already suffered enough, so why did he need to pierce his soul with an awl and add another wound.
"Noise!" Dai Shelley's eyes narrowed, and the green-veined long knife was filled with a killing aura, and it quickly fell towards Carpenter Qin.
Gu Changan stepped on the ground and hung in the air, and without doing anything, he blocked the front to catch the knife, and the huge gap in his abdomen was cut, and blood was sprinkled on the sand.
He didn't have pain to the point of spasms, just lay quietly beside Carpenter Qin, and said numbly:
"Grandpa Qin, why don't we live."
Carpenter Qin's face changed from worried to confused, and finally calm, looking at this man in a daze.
yes, so fucking tired!
Change your life in the next life.
Carpenter Qin was relieved, and he also looked like Chang'an and lay on the ground, and said with a smile:
"He will rise in the Central Plains and destroy the barbarians, and the Western Regions will plant Chinese flags all over the country, if you can, please come to the lonely city to send a peach blossom to pay tribute."
"Peach blossoms are good." Gu Changan agreed.
Dai Shelley was silent, she had expected a bloody battle, and she had never thought that the other party would accept death so easily.
"That's right, being so desperate to be a man, why not make a refreshing profit."
"If I were me, I would have been freed from self-judgment a long time ago, and you are already a miracle that has never been seen before or since."
She walked over with a knife.
"Kill me first." There was a ray of light in Gu Changan's eyes, and it seemed that only death would make him truly happy.
But after all, he was afraid of seeing another loved one die in front of him, and he would die first to make him much less painful.
"Farewell, rotten place!" He's been whining since he was 10 years old, it's!
The blue-eyed woman always remembered Judge Huyan's reminder that she had to cut off Gu Chang'an's head with her own hands in order to confirm that this demon demon was truly dead.
walked fast, but when he was about to pass by the Twenty Miles Banner, the death intent in Gu Changan's eyes slowly disappeared.
He turned his head and didn't want to look at it, but his eyes were filled with tears, he raised his chin to prevent the tears from falling, and finally smiled helplessly,
"Get out."
"This is the territory of the Central Plains."
He hated himself for standing up at this moment, something that was obviously easy to put down, but his soul was frantically resisting!!
A blood sword stood in the air, striking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and appeared in Gu Chang'an's hand in an instant.
"Grandpa Qin, are you hungry?" Without warning, he asked.
Carpenter Qin was lying in pain, he also wanted to lift the shackles that had been imprisoned for many years, but when he saw the wild dog stepping on the banner, his heart was dripping blood, and his flesh was trembling.
Can't afford to lose.
Can't afford to lose ......
"Okay, then fight." Dai Shelley was free and easy, and she rose from the ground to gather her life's vitality in one stab.
Suddenly, her pupils constricted.
A sword.
Is it two swords?
When the blood sword slashed down in the air, the scarlet sword qi enveloped a hundred zhang, and at the same time, the black mist rushed in it, like a black boat in the blood river, extremely strange and penetrating the heart.
Evil spirit!
"You ......" her face was terrified, and the moment the knife and sword collided violently, the sight was the blood-red eyes of a lonely man, like a crazy posture.
There are really people in the world who can refine the evil qi of heaven and earth, and the most tormenting and terrifying power of heaven and earth dares to take the initiative to ask for it.
The sword net crushed the sword qi, the black mist tilted like a note, and Dai Shelley's lower abdomen pierced with a blow, and the blood hole and flames were burning.
She fell to the ground and squirmed, her internal organs rolling off, and she was dying like a dying dog.
"I also want to die if I am injured like you, but I don't live like a human being."
Gu Changan pointed to his gradually healing abdomen, and the knife cut out his intestines, but tomorrow when the sun rises, he can only see a faint scar on his stomach.
"You...... You ......" the blonde woman wailed in pain, she could not understand why the gap was so great, she could never have imagined that there was a sword of evil.
Burst!
A piece of meat on the thigh was directly cut off by the blood sword, and it was scorched in a blink of an eye, and it was fragrant.
"Grandpa Qin, give." Gu Changan threw the barbecue over.
Carpenter Qin only now understood the phrase "are you hungry", he did not hesitate to pick up the barbecue and bite it vigorously.
Dai Shelley's vision was blurred, she knew she was going to suffer the most cruel punishment, and watched Hannu eat her piece of meat.
"This situation and this scene should be reciting poetry, but it's a pity that the old man is a rough man." Carpenter Qin ate cleanly and licked his fingers.
"Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for barbarian blood."
Gu Changan answered, and the tip of the sword shifted to the inner thigh of the woman, where the meat was the most delicate.
"Good!" Carpenter Qin was stunned for a long time, and sighed:
"Chang'an, it's a pity that the old man can't laugh......"
He suddenly went crazy and ran towards the two brutes, obviously lame, but he was stunned to catch up with the man and woman who were running away in fear.
"The old man is fifty-nine years old, and he is still a cripple with a broken arm and a lame leg, what can you do if you are in the prime of life? Let's fight! ”
Carpenter Qin pressed the man to the ground with one hand, and his five fingers pinched the man's neck like iron tongs.
"What if the barbarians are strong, what are you afraid of in the Central Plains, Huaxia will win in the end!!"
"Why are you insulting us!!"
His old face was flushed, he roared hysterically, and strangled the man alive with only one hand.
"Run from what." Carpenter Qin ran to the woman who fell to the ground again, and also choked her neck, and said with tears in his eyes:
"Why do you want to dance, do you know how desperate Chang'an is, you are from the Central Plains, you shouldn't be dancing."
"I ......" the woman was almost suffocated, she could not imagine that a crippled old man had so much brute strength.
Just like the Chinese civilization, which seems to be on the verge of death, may explode with unimaginable power.
She regretted it.
Like the thousands of people who surrendered to the barbarians, she didn't know that there was a lonely city in the Western Regions that had been held for more than sixty years, let alone that there was a man who did not hesitate in the dark.
If there are such people in Huaxia, how can they perish.
"Die!" Carpenter Qin directly twisted the woman's neck, and collapsed weakly to the side, and said in despair:
"When is it a head?"
……
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On the border of Beiliang, a patrol tower stands majestically, and you can see the barren and decayed Yumen Pass by looking at the railing.
Gao Chaoen's white hair was fluttering, and his cloudy old eyes were full of gloom.
Yumen Pass does not have him.
I've been looking for months, but there has never been any trace of the portrait here.
Emperor Xu Ting of Beiliang gave him great convenience, and even inspected everyone in the military camp, and also read the military merit book of killing barbarians on the border.
No is nothing.
Li Ping's snooping was wrong.
The ray of dawn that finally appeared was quietly extinguished.
"Gone." Gao Chaoen waved his hand, jumped down from the tower, and the rickety figure walked towards the jade gate.
The trip was self-proclaimed.
The Central Plains has forgotten the Eighth Regiment of the Anxi Army, the Li royal family can't forget, whoever dares to forget will lose their conscience!
Just because of the holy order, more than 20,000 Anxi troops of the Eighth Regiment went to the border of the Western Regions, and never wanted to be buried in the hinterland of the barbarians.
Gao Chaoen learned ten days ago that there were no sanctioners in the 7,000-li territory of the Western Regions, and now it was in chaos, which was the perfect opportunity for him to go.
More than sixty years have passed, and the bones may have been covered by yellow sand, but even if only a decaying corpse, a paperwork, and a battle flag are found, it is worth his visit.
Without it, just two words-
Conscience.
In the sky, he wanted the Anxi army to know that the Central Plains had never forgotten them.
……
A bustling town.
The mute sat under the eaves, skinny and skinny, and his eyes were blank.
Thousands of miles of desert, he is only nine hundred miles away from Yumen Pass, and after countless tribulations, he is about to bathe in the warm breeze of the Central Plains, but he can't be excited.
Every nightmare, he dreamed that Chang'an was dead and fell in the yellow sand.
"I must live, I'm about to succeed."
"You have to wait until the Central Plains army comes to the Western Regions to pick you up, you have to show a proud smile at the head of the city, you will personally hand over the flag to the Central Plains, and say that you have not lost an inch of land in sixty-three years."
Liu Shang prayed in his heart and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with three fingers, two of which were broken and chopped up by the brute dogs along the way to feed the wolves.
He kept reassuring himself, perhaps to regain his courage, he was also tired, but he still had nine hundred miles to see the light.
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Holy City, the official residence of the Inquisitor.
The atmosphere in the study is as stiff as iron.
"Dad, you're old and confused, aren't you?" Hu Yanjing was rarely angry, and his eyes looked directly at his father angrily:
"How much stronger can Dai Shelley be than the three Great Grandmasters? Knowing that Hannu is getting stronger and stronger, you still pay huge benefits to send her to death? ”
Hu Yanshou's facial muscles tensed, and he said in a deep voice:
"Yes, let her die!"
Hu Yanjing's expression was terrifying, his father, who was once known for his wisdom, was now forced to faint by the Han slaves in the lonely city.
"She is the illegitimate daughter of the knife." Hu Yanshou said coldly.
The knife is not alone?
Hu Yanjing was dumbfounded.
He was one of the pinnacles of the empire, he was a great master twenty years ago, and he had been cultivating in the abyss.
"Really?" He said in a trembling voice.
"That's right." Hu Yanshou's face was gloomy like a rusty iron, and he cut the railroad to the fore:
"If the knife doesn't show up alone, he will avenge his daughter, and Gu Changan will definitely die."
Hu Yanjing's eyes couldn't hide his shock, how dare his father plan a gamble like this?
Just as he was about to speak, the eaves collapsed, and a figure landed in the study.
The visitor had no eyeballs, the upper and lower eyelids were glued together, the nose was sunken, and the flesh was twisted and deformed.
"My daughter's soul card is broken, you hurt it." Dao Bugu's voice was hoarse to the extreme, chaotic.
"Knife ......" Hu Yanjing felt a chill down his spine, and he didn't dare to look at that ugly face at all.
This is the Imperial Medal of Glory, and the same is true of the face under the mask under the crown of the Celestials, and only those who feed the abyss with their blood are worthy of this.
"Listen to my explanation......" As soon as Hu Yanshou stood up, his figure slammed against the wall, his ribs broken, and half of his face was bloodied with sawdust.
In this world, only the Heavenly God can beat the Imperial Inquisitor, but at this moment, the knife is not alone with a lotus flower, twisting Hu Yanshou's head.
"My daughter died, and she died because of you, right?"
"No!" Hu Yanshou screamed.
After examining him for a long time, after all, he was taboo about the identity of one of the twelve giants of the empire, and Dao Bugu finally let go of his five fingers and said coldly:
"Say."
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