When Zhong Yan saw this, he was full of emotion.

If he didn't have those previous experiences that were like real memories, purely from the perspective of a listener, he felt that the best choice was the second one, let the others drag the demon beast and take Apo up the mountain himself.

But that's too cold-blooded, too ruthless, too utilitarian.

Martial arts training is also heart training.

If everything is for profit, one day, Zhong Yan will sink into power, his Dao heart will be covered with dust, and he will never be able to go further.

Not to mention.

Isn't the strongest in this group of people Zhong Yan himself?

If you run away, this city will definitely not be able to hold for long, and when the time comes, a bunch of demon beasts will chase you up the mountain, and you may have to suffer from the enemy on your back, and it will be more difficult to survive.

Thinking so, he decided to choose the third.

As for why you don't do it yourself, after all, you are still in a state where your brain knows and your hands can't, even if you have those experiences and memories blessings, it may not be better to get started directly than automatically.

You know, in reality, many people have a set of theories, but in fact, hand exercises can't beat others automatically!

If this listening ends here, it means that Zhong Yan still has to go into battle in person or find another way, and it will not be too late to do it again.

With a thought in his mind, Zhong Yan had already made a choice.

[Three, resist the invasion of demon beasts with the soldiers who defend the city, even if you are crushed, you must always leave something to this world]

Suddenly, the scenery around Zhong Yan changed.

He seemed to smell iron.

The wind and sand roared, and the demon beasts all over the mountains and fields were like a tsunami surging forward, and I didn't know how many tens of thousands there were.

Behind him, Apo, a girl with amber eyes, was looking at Zhong Yan worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll go and go back."

Zhong Yan patted her head gently.

Ah Po nodded obediently, she believed Zhong Yan, if everyone in the world would betray her and abandon her, but she knew that only Zhong Yan would not.

Black clouds cover the sky, the smell of monsters is disgusting, and the white-haired soldiers and their partners who have been with them for ten years hold their blades and are ready to attack.

"Being able to fight side by side with you here is the most glorious thing in my life."

Zhong Yan said, at this moment, all the words have turned pale, and thousands of thoughts have only turned into one sentence.

"Live."

The Great War began.

[After a hard battle, you paid a difficult price and held this city]

[The escort team that set off from the town around you, only you and the goddess survived]

[The white-haired defenders of the city were almost wiped out, and in your arms, the general who had held out in this dead place for forty years swallowed his last breath]

[He didn't have a last word, just stared at the sunset in the west, and at the end of the sunset, there was his homeland and hometown that he couldn't go back to]

[From this general's arms, you got a sword book, this sword is not to kill the enemy, but to defend the territory and protect the land]

[The sun is setting, you and the goddess went up the mountain, and you didn't meet any creatures along the way]

[At the top of the mountain, you saw a tower, according to the inscription next to it, the goddess should walk up the tower alone, obtain the favor of the gods, and finally bless the world]

[Apo stopped in front of the tower, she stared at the mottled and broken tower, and then looked back at you]

[She said that she was going to save the world]

[You rubbed her hair and told her to hurry up and wait under the tower by yourself]

[Apo takes one last look at you, she takes two steps towards the tower, and tells you that the moonlight is beautiful tonight]

[You raise your head, the cold moon hangs high in the sky, it is indeed a superb view]

[When the gaze fell again, there was no trace of Aper]

[Early the next morning, Apo did not return]

[You have been waiting under the tower for three days, and you are a little anxious]

[The defenders of the city have come up to you on the mountain to tell you that the demon beasts have indeed been cleansed, they have received a long-lost letter, and the dynasty is recovering]

“？”

Zhong Yan felt that something was wrong.

According to reason, it shouldn't take that long for the goddess to come to Zhixu Mountain to accept the ancient inheritance, right?

Why did she go for so long and not come back?

And this monster has been solved, so it stands to reason that she should have completed the task, right?

After all, what exactly is the ancient heritage?

He thought calmly in his heart at the moment, if he wanted to temper the exercises, if he could witness the ancient inheritance, would he be able to make the quality of the martial arts condensed by this experience even higher?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yan heard the familiar option.

[One, continue to wait, the ancient inheritance will inevitably take time to digest, and you should be patient]

[Second, go down the mountain to check the situation of the soldiers guarding the city, and by the way, investigate whether the demon beasts are still in trouble]

[Three, ignore the precepts, break into the tower to find out]

[Four, this guy can handle it, he is really good at something, and the master will do it himself]

"Into the Tower?"

And this option?

Zhong Yan was curious.

But now that I've reached the end, there's no way to open the door in the tower, right?

He thought of the girl with amber eyes, and for some reason, although he only had a vague impression, Zhong Yan always felt that she was a little similar to the Miss [Immortal] next door.

"Let's go check it out."

Zhong Yan made a decision.

[Three, ignore the precepts, break into the tower to find out]

[You step over the stele and push open the door of the dark tower]

[You find this place dilapidated and dirty, there is not a single window, the floor seems to be covered with a layer of tar, and there are countless scratches on those pillars, walls, and floors, as if some people have struggled with all their life's strength]

[The more you climb the tower, the more shocking traces you can see]

[Someone was dragged upwards, someone had blood splattered on the wall, someone scratched blood on the ground in pain]

[You've come to the top of the tower]

【How many people are here】

[Or, reluctantly, call it human existence]

[They are pitch black and shriveled, as if all their flesh and blood have been swallowed by flames, and only the hollow eyes of black holes are sunken, staring at where you are]

[In the place where they enclose, is a small, dry, charred corpse]

[The corpse was chained, like all her predecessors before her, bound here in the struggle]

[You understand everything]

[The so-called ancient inheritance, saving the common people, is all a scam]

[This is just an altar to deceive the ignorant, and here to become a sacrifice with the ambition of saving the world, to please the gods who don't know where they are, in exchange for the survival of the dynasty]

[Apo died in the most painful way]

“！！！”

At this moment, Zhong Yan seemed to be in the dark tower, facing the corpse of the girl who had been with him day and night.

He could see the indifferent expressions of the distorted priests, the marks of the girl's struggle, the barely recognizable scratches of nails mixed with blood on the pillars where her hands were.

On it was written Zhong Yan's name, as well as three words.

- Stay alive.

"What is this?"

Zhong Yan felt that countless emotions were surging in his heart.

As a listener, he witnessed the growth and transformation of this girl all the way, from a little girl from a peasant family, gradually became stronger, and finally took the initiative to take on the mission of saving the common people.

As a person in the book, he has been with her day and night for ten years, born and died, and his feelings are secretly born, but he only wants to save the great cause of saving the common people and puts down the love of his children.

But what is this ending?

Judging from this tower, the invasion of demon beasts is round after round, and each time it is necessary to sacrifice sacrifices to quell the calamity, and it must be sacrificed when the sacrifices themselves have hope.

Those high-ranking emperor families rely on deceiving a young girl to survive?

What he did along the way eventually became the force that drove Aper's tragic death?

In this absurd world, even the hope of a young girl is to be ravaged?

This is the troubled era of [Taixu], and even the most basic bottom line has been lost?

Zhong Yan knew that someone would tell him that it was worth sacrificing one person to save the world.

But now he just wants to say, fuck the world!

Words outlined, and several options drilled into Zhong Yan's ears.

[One, leave here, practice swordsmanship, wander the world, preach and teach]

[Second, return to Apo's hometown, live in seclusion, and don't ask about the world]

[Three, go to the capital of the dynasty, fresh clothes and angry horses, sought after by 10,000 people]

[Four, this guy can handle it, he is really good at something, and the master will do it himself]

Zhong Yan smiled when he saw these options.

If you follow the development of the story, I am afraid that you can return to the dynasty, become a hero who escorts the goddess, enjoy the glory and wealth, and at the same time leave a strong mark in this history, and finally condense a sword technique.

With this state of demonic chaos, this sword trick Zhong Yan estimates that it may be quite powerful.

But if he really did this, then Zhong Yan would probably directly collapse his heart and collapse from then on.

He glanced at Apo in the illusory image in the teahouse, and then made his choice.

[Four, this guy can handle it, he is really good at something, and the master will do it himself]