Jiang Xingmeng looked not far away in amazement, and sure enough, Rong Zhao was sitting upright on the ground, his long hair flying in the wind, and there were several freshly drawn scars on his handsome face.

His body was covered with blood, and under the light of thunder, it was clear that he was a little embarrassed and terrifying, but under the light of thunder, he actually showed a bit of divinity, so that people did not dare to offend.

Jiang Xingmeng was stunned in place - why did Rong Zhao suddenly realize the Dao and become a pill?

Like, nothing happened......

Jiang Xingmeng was a little confused, but quickly came back to his senses.

With so many people dead at the moment, but some of them were still alive, but they were seriously injured, she sighed in her heart and began to heal them one by one.

From being rusty at the beginning, to becoming more and more proficient, and then to almost purely relying on muscle memory and a little numbness, Jiang Xingmeng was busy for three days and three nights before he barely saved thousands of people, and Rong Zhao also survived his thunderstorm.

Jiang Xingmeng felt the last stitch after sewing his subordinates, and looked at Rong Zhao - Rong Zhao opened his eyes at this moment, and his eyes returned to his peace and warmth, but after touching the surrounding environment, he was extremely sad.

He stood in place for a long time, and then began to clean up the corpses of the soldiers alone, without using any spiritual power, just relying purely on his hands, collecting and burying the corpses little by little.

Jiang Xingmeng fell silent, walked over, and joined him.

Jiang Chao was in the same place, hesitated for a long time, sighed, and followed.

Jiang Xingmeng's hand moved, looked at Jiang Chao's white clothes contaminated by blood and soil, and said, "...... I thought you were leaving. ”

Jiang Chao didn't look at her, but said, "I'll go with you, I can be faster." ”

Jiang Xingmeng didn't speak, and continued to restrain the corpse.

But the more she cleaned up, the more she noticed something was wrong: "Why don't the injuries on their bodies seem to be caused by demons?" ”

It was observed that some soldiers died at the hands of their own people when the chaos broke out, some died from a stampede, some soldiers suddenly suffered some kind of serious illness, and some even died suddenly.

Rong Zhao also found out about this, frowned, pursed his lips and said, "How do I explain this to their families?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "There are still thousands of people who have survived." ”

After Jiang Xingmeng finished saying this, he suddenly remembered one thing in his mind-

In the history books, it seems that there are only a few thousand people who survived this war.

Jiang Xingmeng had a thought.

Is she destined to not be able to save, the people who should have died?

Is this the so-called fate, the so-called fate?

Jiang Xingmeng suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Jiang Chao and Rong Zhao glanced at Jiang Xingmeng at the same time, and when they noticed the shaky state of mind, they were both a little worried.

Rong Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "Jiu Niang, you have done your best, you have done something that many people can't do, this is amazing." ”

Jiang Xingmeng didn't speak, but his nose was a little sour.

Rong Zhao saw that although Jiang Xingmeng's expression was depressed, he still listened to him, so he continued: "I don't know why you have walked so long with me, but I am very grateful to you in my heart, I ......"

He was just about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Chao without a trace: "Jiang Xingmeng." ”

Jiang Xingmeng was stunned, and was in a trance-she had been in this time and space for a year, and she had been using the name "Jiang Jiuniang" all along, and she suddenly heard Jiang Chao call her name, and she was still a little unaccustomed.

Rong Zhao was also stunned - it turned out that Jiu Niang's maiden name was called Xingmeng?

I don't know which line it is, which dream.

Jiang Chao looked at Jiang Xingmeng and said solemnly: "Jiang Xingmeng, you are the bravest person I have ever met. You say that it is difficult for you to walk, but you still hang the clouds and sail and help the sea; You said that your life was like a dream, but you didn't accept your fate. ”

After a pause, he said in Jiang Xingmeng's somewhat stunned gaze: "You may not be able to save them, but you will definitely be able to save more people." ”

Jiang Xingmeng burst into tears.

……

Outside the projection screen, people have been silent since Jiang Xingmeng's marriage.

Seeing Jiang Xingmeng crying, many sensual monks present couldn't help but red-eyed and choked.

"What you see in the history books is far less shocking than what you see with your own eyes." Someone sighed, "Thank you Jiang Daoyou......"

Jiang Ci's eyes showed a trace of distress, and Yu Qingge, Luo Shuanghan, and Nan Zhixiang sat behind him, and they were all speechless.

After a while, Jiang Ci said a little sadly: "Mianmian doesn't look very comfortable. ”

Nan Zhixiang patted Jiang Ci's shoulder with relief: "Zigui, this is the only way for Xiaomeng to practice, we can only watch." ”

Jiang Ci sighed: "I understand the truth, but ...... But as an elder brother, I still feel sad in my heart. ”

Xie Buhui said coldly on the side: "Yes, if everyone who is a brother in the world can be the same as Zigui, then there will not be so many tragic things." ”

Xie Buyan, who was ruthlessly connotated: "......? ”

Xie Buyan couldn't help but say, "Can you not be so yin and yang when you speak?" ”

Xie Buhui: "Yes, you are innocent, you are innocent, but you are the one who stabbed you in the back." ”*

Luo Shuanghan couldn't help but agree: "Yes, there are still fewer good brothers in the world." ”

Yu Qingge was still silent, silently listening to the content of the chat between these people, from "Jiang Xingmeng is really uncomfortable" to "What is a qualified brother", and the topic was directly swept from the individual to the public.

Jiang Ci and the others chatted enthusiastically, and their hearts were very relaxed, because they all knew that the semifinals were about to end.

……

Jiang Xingmeng was talking to Rong Zhao about the common sense of the cultivation realm, and that feeling of dizziness hit again.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Xingmeng found that he had returned to his own time and space.

In the ring, the other person was also in a trance, and he had experienced a lot of things.

At the same time, the referee's voice also sounded in the field: "The leader of this game, Ziwei Mansion, Jiang Xingmeng!" ”

Jiang Xingmeng was stunned, and before he could react, he heard a burst of earth-shattering cheers erupt from below.

"Great! Jiuniang is worth it! ”

"I don't even recognize this leader if it's not Xiao Jiang!"

"Yes, yes, Jiuniang really gave us a long face from the Qingming faction!"

Jiang Xingmeng, who heard the last sentence: "......? ”

No, you make it clear, who gave you the long face of the Qingming faction? Didn't you hear the referee say that she was from Ziwei Mansion!

Jiang Xingmeng was dizzy, and was helped down from the ring by Jiang Ci and Yu Qingge, and also understood from the words of others, it turned out that what she did in the trial was put out.

Jiang Xingmeng: "......"

If she wants to die, she wants to die, so she is fighting with people in the Daliang Palace, fighting with the Rong family and the side branch house, and the appearance of being disgraced every day in Northern Xinjiang???

Jiang Xingmeng collapsed.

Jiang Ci saw at a glance what his imperial sister was thinking, smiled, patted her head, and comforted her gently: "Mianmian, you behaved very well, everyone admires you." ”

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*Two lines of dialogue from "Little Times", play a stalk hahahaha