Yu was also a little at a loss, he knew that his father had a team of his own when he followed Emperor An to fight the world, but he never knew that those soldiers still had people alive. Yu Yi's eyes were a little sour, and he kept blinking his eyes, not wanting the cowardice to gush out of his sockets. For the first time, the general who stood at the head of the army was a little unstable, and he trembled with his hands and gently pushed away Bai Jiangyi in front of him. Looking at them, they are old, their hair is gray, and their bodies are broken, even in this peach blossom forest, the spring breeze is slowly dancing peach blossoms, but they still look extremely desolate under the light of the torches of the Ink Scale Guard.

Yu Yi tightened his eyebrows and raised his eyes to look at the surviving person not far away, his red hungry ghost mask covering his entire face, but there was still a relaxed smile in his eyes that didn't care.

Mo Yuan came out of the sheath, and Yu Yi smiled miserably: "Take the two seniors aside." ”

The soldiers of the ink scale guard moved the blind Guan Erwu and the lame old fritter away from the battlefield, Yu Yi walked slowly to the central station, lifted Mo Yuan and said, "The surviving ......"

The surviving person bowed his head lightly: "Long time no see, His Royal Highness Linwang." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu Yi attacked with Mo Yuan, this knife was wrapped in anger and resentment, and there was no skill at all, it was the most back-to-basics knife.

The surviving man frowned, closed the folding fan again, and met it without fear of the knife.

The world's martial arts are endless. It seems that one move and one style are about the same, but the evolution of the moves is ever-changing. Sometimes it's just like this, simplifying the complex and returning to the basics that is the most difficult for opponents to resist.

Looking at Yu Yi's knife again, when he swung this knife, he only had remorse for not being delicate enough, and hatred for the indiscriminate killing of innocents and disrupting the world by the surviving people. The plain knife already contains all the insights he has had since he was six years old and has been practicing martial arts for seventeen years.

A knife fell, and the anger rolled. The surviving people were shocked and wanted to retreat, but they were squeezed by an invisible force and could not move. In a hurry, he could only resist with all his might, and the qi and internal force intersected, and the strong wind swept the peach blossoms in the sky and danced endlessly.

When the dust settled, the petals fell like rain, and when I looked at it again, the folding fan in the hands of the surviving people was already broken, and two of the fan bones were caught between the falling Mo Yuan. And the ink-colored long knife was already embedded in the shoulder of the surviving, and the blood flowed along the ink abyss to the folding fan in the palm of the hand of the surviving person holding the handle of the fan.

"Childe!"

Mask Tsing Yi's eyes widened and he yelled in a hurry, and Tsing Yi's body slid towards the two of them, stabbing out his fingers.

Another knife blocked in front of the green shirt, and the Shen family held the ink scale knife horizontally, and the blade of the knife kicked out while holding both fingers, knocking the green shirt out.

"His Royal Highness...... Today's anger is so big, it's not suitable to reminisce. The surviving man sneered, the fan bone was raised suddenly, and he took the opportunity to dodge his position, and stepped on the ground lightly on his toes and jumped on the peach tree, and he couldn't see him in the blink of an eye. Qingyi didn't stay long, and a few silver needles were thrown out to divert Shen Jiayi's attention and turned to leave. The Ink Scale Guard reacted quickly, and several crossbowmen instantly raised their crossbows and fired, but the green shirt figure did not stop for long.

Yu Yi gritted his teeth and was about to catch up, but Xu Yangqiu behind him came out in time: "Yu Yi, people can't do it......"

In this life, you will meet many people who appear in your life, and some people are like goose feathers falling into the lake, which can only cause a ripple. Some people can cut through trees like sharp swords, leaving indelible dents. But no matter how long people stay in people, they will always leave traces, whether they are ripples or dents.

The two silver needles in Guan Erwu's body in front of him had been taken out, and the two blood holes were extremely terrifying. The warrior has the upper and lower dantian, the upper dantian operates and coordinates itself, and the lower dantian is the internal force of turnover. And the two silver needles accurately entered the upper and lower dantians, and after curling up, they destroyed the tendons and veins, dispersed the internal force, and died soon. And the lame man who is called the old fritter, the situation of the surviving person slapping it with all his strength is obvious.

Of the two people in front of him, one had only met once, and the other had never even seen each other. They used the last of their remaining strength to sit up. Yu Yi held Mo Yuan and walked slowly to the two of them, raised the hem of his shirt, bent his legs, and knelt on the ground.

The Lord will kneel, and the Ink Scale Guard will also kneel in unison.

Seeing this, the old fritter was very happy: "Old horseman, my nephew is here." ”

Guan Erwu snorted arrogantly: "I don't need you to say it, I gave him wine before." His face moved slightly, and he asked, "Old fritters, how is my nephew?" ”

Yu Yi's eyes were slightly red, and he did not speak.

The lame old fritter gritted his teeth and changed to a slightly more comfortable position: "It's not bad, I think it's better than the old general." ”

Guan Erwu smiled from ear to ear when he heard this: "That, that... What about the nephew and daughter-in-law? ”

Hearing this, Bai Jiangyi walked in front of the two of them with small steps, and slowly knelt down beside Yu Yi. The little girl is different from General Yu, who has been in a hundred battles, the person in front of her is about to die, and the tears in her eyes have long been uncontrollable.

The old fritter's smile turned into a doting smile, and he comforted softly: "My nephew and daughter-in-law are very pretty, but they don't look good when they cry with pear blossoms and rain." ”

At this point, Yu also felt that he had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start. Looking at the two blood holes on Guan Erwu's body and the face of the old fritter that had begun to turn white, he could only bite the tip of his tongue to let the pain cover up the sadness.

"Uncle..."

The tip of his tongue was bitten, and the smell of blood filled his mouth, "Where are the rest of my father's old comrades?" ”

The spring breeze was blowing, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time, until the old fritter coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Guan Erwu said sadly: "It's just the two of us." ”

"Okay boy, you go about your business, I'll talk to my old buddy for a while."

These veterans have a hearty heart, and they can't see this uncomfortable scene. looked at Yu Yi's red eyes, and the lame old fritter was full of disgust. Yu also refused to leave, hung his head and forced himself to kneel on the ground with tears in his eyes.

It was rare for the two old fellows who had been fighting all their lives to have a common opinion, and Guan Erwu shook his hand: "Go quickly, go quickly." ”

Bai Jiangyi turned his head to look at him and gently grabbed his sleeve. Yu Yiyan stood up, slowly opened his hands, and made a long gesture.

"Nephew Yu Yi, I have seen two uncles."

Bai Jiangyi respectfully gave a blessing: "The little girl Bai Jiangyi has seen two uncles. ”

Guan Erwu smiled: "Bai Jiangyi, it's good." But you drank a glass of wine from me at the wine shop, and remember to pay me back when I celebrate the festival in the future. ”

"You're shameless!" The lame old fritter retorted in disgust, "People just have a glass of wine with you, you're already stingy if you don't give an elder's meeting gift, and you're embarrassed to let people return the wine?" ”

Guan Erwu slapped him on the back of the head: "You N, you're dying, it doesn't matter if you don't sacrifice me in the future, I'm a good drinker, so I have to drink it!" ”

The two old guys chatted happily, they were fighting for the first half of their lives, and when they didn't fight, they were either blind or lame, and the two of them had never seen the world, and there was a big difference in age from Yu Yi, and there was nothing to say, only when the two of them stayed together, it was easier.

Bai Jiangyi tugged at his sleeve, Yu Yi nodded heavily, and left quietly.

The two had just walked a few steps, and they remembered Guan Erwu's voice behind them: "Nephew, after the two of us old guys died, they burned us and scattered our ashes into the river. ”

After speaking, there was no sound, and Yu Yi finally couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes and let them flow down his cheeks.