Dowling slowly woke up, the feeling of suffocation instantly startled him, it was difficult to breathe, he opened his eyes and suddenly entered a lot of dirt, and he was underground?

He struggled to break through the heavy soil on his body, closed his eyes and relied on his hearing to find the direction of the dark river, and in a flash he reached the river, and plunged into it regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

After a good bath, he emerged from the dark river, wiped his hair and face with water, and looked in the direction of the camp.

"Huh? Where have all the people gone? ”

The original camp is still there, but there is no life.

"Something's wrong?" Dowling was startled and hurriedly jumped out of the dark river.

"Chiyuki... Old Han..."Dowling shouted loudly, but there was no response.

"What happened after I was unconscious yesterday?" Dowling wondered, and began to look for it in the camp.

No one in my own tent, no one in Qianxue's tent, no one in Lao Han's tent, Wang Shun's tent... Wait a minute... It smells of blood!

Dowling lifted Wang Shun's tent curtain, and what caught his eye was a headless corpse lying on the table, the blood already dry.

When Dowling saw this scene, he felt a thunderbolt explode in his head, and he recognized that the clothes belonged to Han Zimo.

"Old Han!" Dowling was startled, and walked over tremblingly, and when he saw clearly that it was Lao Han's body, he was stunned.

"Who did it! Who the hell did it! Dowling looked up to the sky and roared, Lao Han had experienced life and death with him, and the scenes of getting along with Lao Han kept echoing in his mind.

"Old Han... Where's your head? Dowling sat down next to Han Zimo's corpse and muttered, tears flowing uncontrollably.

After crying for a while, Daolin put Han Zimo's body flat, then took out two wine gourds from the storage ring, and said to Han Zimo lying on the ground: "See, this is the good wine you have in mind, I lied to you before that there are no more, in fact, there are two pots." ”

"It's a pity you can't drink it now," Dowling said, crying as he spoke.

"Don't worry, when I return to the imperial capital, I will give you a drink every day, I will set up a tablet for you, invite you to drink every day, and give you good food, to ensure that you have good wine and meat over there!" Dowling sat on the side and muttered in a low voice, taking a sip of his own drink from time to time, then pouring a little on the ground until a pot of wine was finished.

"Old Han, let's get on the road, walk slowly on the road." Dowling sorted out Han Zimo's clothes and said softly.

Dao Lin put the last gourd wine beside Han Zimo and walked out, returning after a while.

He picked up Han Zimo, carried him and walked out with the gourd.

At the mouth of the cave in the dark river, there is a newly dug pit and a stone tablet with a good name.

"Old Han, you will live here in the future..."Dao Lin carefully put Han Zimo's body in, then pulled out the gourd and stuffed half of the wine on the edge of the pit, and the rest of the wine was placed in the pit by him, and then sprinkled the soil on Han Zimo with his hand.

As Han Zimo's figure could no longer be seen, Daolin's eyes moistened again, and teardrops slipped down his cheeks, smashing a small pit on the grave.

The stele was erected by him in front of the tomb, facing the mouth of the cave of the Dark River.

"No matter what we say, we can be regarded as guarding here, you can rest here in peace, see how the tablet I carved for you is, this is the best word I can write."

"When I see Qin An in the future, let him engrave a piece for you again, he writes beautifully..."Dao Lin couldn't hold back anymore as he spoke, and stomped on the ground and cried bitterly.

"I will definitely avenge you, no matter who he is, even if it is the king of heaven, I will kill him!" Dowling wiped away his tears, patted the stone tablet and said.

Dowling turned and left, he still had to go looking for Qianxue.

The tombstone behind him is inscribed...

Xianyun Wild Crane Han Zimo...

Tongshen Sword Repair Town West...

On both sides are...

Immortal Sleep...

Do Not Disturb...

What happened here Dao Lin didn't know, and he didn't know where Qianxue went, but it was impossible for this team of nearly 10,000 people to disappear out of thin air, there was only one possibility, they were disarmed.

But if it's disarming, why did Lao Han die? Where did Old Han's head go?

Thinking of this, Dowling returned to Wang Shun's big tent again, his gaze swept around, there was no trace of a fight, and the table was full of wine and food.

Dowling picked up a flask and sniffed it, his brow furrowed, he tasted it with some uncertainty, and then his face changed dramatically.

"Drugged in wine!" Dao Lin is invincible body, so he is naturally not afraid of the things in this wine, but Han Zimo, who is just a sword cultivator, can't resist it.

Then he remembered that he was buried next to his tent, which showed that the danger came from within, combined with the vanished army.

"Wang Shun! I'm going to tear you to pieces!! Dowling slammed the flask to the ground.

Dao Lin walked out of the big tent and jumped up directly, and then walked towards Hewu Mountain with a deafening thunderous sound.

………………

At this time, there was silence in Hewu Mountain, everyone was silently packing up their belongings, and a group of strong people stood on the Great Wall and looked at the slowly receding army of the sun, like a red ocean against the tide and ebbing.

Did the Shenwu Empire win?

Not really!

The Sun Empire is the ultimate victor!

After the alarm horn sounded, all the Shenwu soldiers and warriors who were originally in civil strife returned to their positions, and everything in the face of the national war needed to be put aside.

The 12th Corps went to the battlefield, and Qianxue was put in a cell and became neighbors with Li Hexuan.

Originally, when he thought that there would be another big battle, ten Divine Fusion Realm powerhouses suddenly appeared on the other side, and the terrifying coercion almost crushed the space.

They only had one request to hand over the young princess, otherwise they would directly slaughter all the soldiers of the Shenwu Empire.

For the sudden appearance of the ten gods in the Burning Sun Empire, Leng Yan couldn't do anything at all, not only him, but all the Creation Realms present also dared to speak.

Not only were the ten gods in the realm, but even in the void behind them, an even more terrifying aura loomed.

Shenwu guessed that the emperor of the Burning Sun Empire had arrived.

Just when Leng Yan was at a loss, the Shenwu Emperor also came, and the two Emperor Realms met, and this group of little minions naturally couldn't see or hear.

It was not clear what the two had discussed, but they only knew that Emperor Shenwu had spoken and asked Leng Yan to take out Qianxue and Li Hexuan and hand them over to the Lieyang Empire.

Leng Yan naturally complied, he personally invited Qianxue to come out, as for Li Hexuan, it was just a gift.

The heavy and huge mountain gate opened, and Qianxue came to the torrent of blood armor like a sea of blood, and also saw the ten gods in the sky.

"Welcome the young princess back to China!!" A loud shout sounded, and the sound was in the sky.

Qianxue slowly walked forward, walking towards the Sun Empire under the gaze of both sides.

A tall horse wearing blood-colored heavy armor slowly greeted him, it was the Burning Sun Empire's Guard, the Commander of the Guard, Chu Tianba.

"Xue'er..."When she came closer, Chu Tianba quickly jumped off her horse and walked over to Qianxue.