Outside the Divine Farmland, there seemed to be a fierce battle going on on the ground for a mile where the wind and snow had stopped, and the sound of swords and swords could be clearly heard in his ears, but his eyes couldn't see anything at all, whether it was an enemy or a comrade-in-arms, it seemed to be close at hand, and it seemed to be like the end of the world.

Xiao Qianye ran all the way to slash all the obstacles under the sword, the young son killed from the depths of the Thousand Machines Palace alone, and directly swept into the battle without any hesitation, the same red lotus floated towards him again, this time the empty sword in his hand evoked countless thin lights that could not be caught by the naked eye and instantly tore the air, and there were murmuring prayers mixed with the clear sound of the bell swaying from far and near, he could only instinctively slash in a void, his sharp gaze swept around again and again, destroying the hidden spiritual weapons one by one.

Time passed quickly in the scorching, until the strange sound in his ears completely disappeared, Xiao Qianye tried his best to gather the seven sword styles in one sword and fell hard, and suddenly the afterglow of dusk was covered by the sword, as if the Milky Way had finally dispersed all the obstacles in front of him.

And the first step he took forward, his eyes were deeply stung by the dying man in the pool of blood.

Xiao Qianye put away his sword and helped Yan Ming up, trying to wipe the blood on the other party's face, but the corners of his mouth continued to spit blood, more and more, and more and more unable to stop, until Yan Ming, who was slightly stunned, subconsciously pressed his arm, showed a relieved smile, and said intermittently: "Childe...... Childe, you're here, this time I, I'm not a deserter anymore, I'm ...... I'm with the fighters, one step at a time...... There was no backlash either. ”

"Don't talk." Enduring the sourness in his throat for a moment, Xiao Qianye quickly recalled the emergency methods he had learned when he was a teacher, and Yan Ming, who was dying, smiled brightly, as if the boulder that had been pressing on his heart for many years had finally fallen, and pressed his hand with his last strength, "Childe is right, a cult is a cult, and giving a little favor is just to let us relax our vigilance, Xiao An...... Xiao An, she was so badly injured, if it wasn't for the eldest prince to save her, she would have been killed by the cult, I actually ...... I even questioned the military pavilion, Childe, you must exterminate the cult, you must ......"

"Yan Ming!" He looked at the eyes that were gradually losing focus, and felt the strength of his grip on his wrist dissipate in an instant, and an unprecedented pain made him look up and look around in confusion, and for the first time felt the cruelty of war - this should have been white snow and corpses were strewn all over the field, the soldiers who had been bitten by the dead fell to the ground, and the blizzard fell mercilessly on the remains of the remaining warmth, taking away the last trace of warmth.

And the followers of the White Sect were not spared, they were not professionally trained, they even wore thin cotton clothes and shoes, and even their weapons were not sharp pig iron blunt weapons, so they fought with the warriors as if they were dead, and then they were devoured by the dead spirits together.

After the silence, anger filled his head like a volcanic eruption - Luo Qi! It's all this Luo Qi who is good at asserting, he thinks what the life of a warrior is! How could he give an order without permission, knowing that there was a secret hidden in this mile and still let them be sent to death! Damn, this damn Luo Qi!

But this outrage was poured over the head after only a few minutes by a basin of cold water.

At the end of the Dengxian Road, Luo Qi leaned against the glacier with his back, half of his body had been torn so that he couldn't see the human form, and he kept looking up at the direction of the Thousand Machine Palace, as if he was holding on to his last breath and waiting for Xiao Qianye's arrival.

At this moment, the wrist that was already blue and tendoned weakened, Xiao Qianye quietly walked in front of the dying man, his eyes intertwined, there was no fear or regret in the other party's eyes, and some turned out to be a kind of pleading that made him sad.

It's really strange, his impression of Luo Qi this month can be said to have fallen to the freezing point, if it weren't for the eldest brother in the middle, he wouldn't have bothered to say more than half a sentence to this person, but now, when Luo Qi opened his mouth with difficulty but couldn't make any sound, he actually understood what the other party wanted to say in an instant.

After the current saint ascended the throne, in order to consolidate the rule of the imperial capital Tianyu City, he ordered some powerful families in the four realms to relocate, including not only the Gongsun family, one of the current three pavilions and the lord of the mirror pavilion, Gongsun Yan, but also many regional magnates like Luo Qi, who are more than superior to the lower, but the imperial capital at the feet of the Son of Heaven is obviously not as happy as the emperor of the four realms, and Luo Qi, whose family is not very prominent, urgently needs an official position to gain a foothold in the imperial capital. It just so happened that at this time, Xiao Lingyun, the former military pavilion master, vacated some seats, and he became the general of the White Tiger Legion by mistake.

Although the identity of the general stabilized him, it also brought more unexpected troubles, after all, the military cabinet and the forbidden army have been incompatible for many years, and a general like him, who is not good himself, of course, has to be left and right, and no one dares to offend.

Those two poisonous fire beads, if he doesn't give them, he will die.

The signal flare of last night's attack, he will die if he doesn't send it.

He's just the marionette, and his hand is thousands of miles away.

Disobeying Gao Chengchuan, he and his family will die, offending the crown prince, he and his family will die.

Pitiful, pathetic, and helpless.

Xiao Qianye squatted down in front of Luo Qi, his eyes were a little dazed, looking at the dying man in front of him, his eyes suddenly became compassionate.

Nine years ago, when Jiang Qing, the head of Kunlun, accepted Yun Xiao as a closed disciple, he once took his three personal disciples to a towering stone tablet on the main peak, where a line of words was engraved with a vigorous and powerful pen - should help the world with compassion.

"What is compassion?" The Master stood in the breeze, reflecting the light of the sky, and asked his three disciples questions.

Senior brother Tianche is a Feiyuan alien race that has been wiped out, and the misery of childhood did not cast a shadow in the hearts of kind children, but made him extremely gentle at a young age, and replied seriously: "Disciples should do their best to save people from suffering." ”

"What if it can't be saved?" The master did not deny the senior brother's answer, but only asked intriguingly, Tianche pondered for a long time and was silent, while Yun Xiao dragged her chin and answered to herself, "Then ...... A beautiful funeral? ”

The Master laughed and touched the girl's head, but his eyes were fixed on him, who had never said a word.

On that day, he didn't answer Master's question until the sun went down, and the old man in fluttering clothes and his three children looked at the glow from afar, his eyes were quiet with vicissitudes, and he took the hands of the three of them and stacked them together, as if admonishing and whispering: "Everyone has their own way to go, different lives, different experiences, will create different compassion, but you need to remember to live up to your original intention, not against your original heart." ”

For the next nine years, he remembered every word Master had spoken at that time, but he was never able to empathize.

Until now, he looked at Luo Qi, who was going to die at any time, and felt that his heart was being torn to pieces by an invisible hand.

For some reason, he let go of the hand holding the sword spirit, gently put his grip on Luo Qi's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I ordered you to lead the troops to attack, it was my decision-making mistake that caused the vanguard to suffer heavy losses, and I will bear all the responsibility." ”

Luo Qi looked at him without blinking, his eyes gradually changed, from surprise to confusion, and finally became clear, and finally spit out two words hoarsely from the already broken vocal cords: "Thank you......"

He looked down at the white sword spirit, as if he had lost his soul and turned pale - why did he dare to say such a thing? The destruction of the Tianzheng Mansion is already difficult to protect itself, why should he take responsibility for Luo Qi? Is it because ...... He knew very well in his heart that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would definitely take action to protect himself?

Pitiful, pathetic, and helpless.

It turned out that he had left Kunlun Mountain, which was indisputable with the world, and he had to succumb to power in the land of Feiyuan in order to survive.

He let go of Luo Qi, re-grasped the sword spirit, led the eye-catching white tiger that symbolized the legion at the front to quickly straighten out the soldiers who rushed up, calmly arranged the task, and soon the rest of the people were fully equipped, after breaking the dangerous one-mile road, the army went all the way into the god farmland, quickly stuffed the newly made pills into the mouth and nose as originally planned, and then cleanly burned all the herbs directly, and the choking white smoke was blown by the wind, which immediately fascinated everyone's sight.

He ordered people to lead teams to clean up the enemy from both sides of Zhurong Palace and Zhuming Palace, and he strode to the main hall in the center, Qianji Palace.

The glass windows of the Thousand Machine Palace have been shattered by the dead, and the colorful glass is sprinkled on the smooth ground, reflecting a dizzying and beautiful halo.

Cen Ge swallowed back the blood that kept pouring up his throat, because of his lack of physical strength, he stumbled and fell directly on the lotus throne, his forehead just rubbed against the edge of the petals, and the blood dripped down his cheeks on the throne of the sect leader, he had clearly heard the fighting sound of the army outside, but he was powerless to be distracted to protect his disciples.

"Brother, brother!" Just when his mind was gradually blurred, a voice that should not have appeared suddenly came into his ears, Cen Ge was shocked and woke up in an instant, Cen Qing was also killed from the siege of the necromancer with blood, and his beautiful sister was like a devil returning from hell, desperately pulling him out, "Brother, we have depended on each other since childhood, and we were attacked by monsters in the snowfield that year, you hugged me tightly to protect me, I don't want to go alone!" I want you to be with me, and we will always be together! ”

"You ......" Cen Ge's heart was instantly filled with anxiety and fear, as if he had been struck in the heart by lightning, and asked, "What are you doing when you come back?" Flying Shadow ...... What about Flying Shadow? ”

"I don't care about the sect leader, let alone the white sect, I only care about you!" Cen Qing replied crying, but his brother's eyes were straight, and he scolded in an even more angry tone, "You are the Great Commander of the White Sect, and your duty is to protect the safety of the Sect Master!" Go back and hurry away with the Flying Shadow! ”

"I'm not leaving!" Cen Qing shook his head, refuting his brother's order so fiercely for the first time in his life, "I forcibly stopped Xiao Qianye with the Snow Condensation Technique and the Wind Gathering Technique on the road ahead of me, and then I attacked them with the Blood Curse Bone Curse, but, I don't know who stopped me." ”

Cen Qing bit her lip in annoyance and blamed herself: "It's all because I don't usually practice well, and I haven't mastered the forbidden technique well, otherwise...... Otherwise, they will be stopped. ”

"It's Xiao Yibai." Cen Ge was not surprised, but showed a relieved look, the dead spirits in the main altar have escaped from the altar at the moment, if Xiao Yibai can stabilize the situation on the altar, then he can stabilize the uncontrolled dead spirits at the same time.

"Now that the Divine Farmland has been captured, and the life-saving herbs left by the master have also been burned by them, the apse and the cemetery are all in a mess, and the out-of-control disciples will not only have to face the killing of the legion, but also face the attack of the necromancy, take advantage of the chaos outside, you go with us!"

"Ah Qing." Cen Ge breathed a sigh of relief, when the tense spirit relaxed slightly, he actually felt an unprecedented exhaustion that was eroding every cell in his body at the speed of light, but he still quietly covered up the past and hugged his only sister into his arms, "Ah Qing, I can't go, if I go, I will betray the White Sect, and it will destroy the last faith in the hearts of aliens, listen, take Feiying to leave the Thousand Machine Palace, the Thousand Machine Palace can be conquered by the army, and faith is not good." ”

"Brother!" Cen Qing still wanted to argue, but Cen Ge had quickly buckled from his back to the position of his heart, and the blood curse urged again, ordering, "Take Feiying away." ”

Before the words fell, Cen Qing felt her body retreat uncontrollably, even though she tried her best to stop and return to her brother's side, her footsteps rushed out in the opposite direction, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

Cen Ge leaned on the lotus throne, remembering the strange dream a few days ago, and the blurred face in the dream was walking towards him little by little.

"Sure enough, it's you......" Cen Ge smiled and sighed, "I'll just say how could your brother nail me to the ice with swordsmanship alone, it turns out that it's really you." ”

Xiao Qianye stopped, the main hall of the Thousand Machines Palace had eight hollow pillars, and the blue nether fire shone on the lotus throne in front of him, which was very mysterious, and the white sect's great priest Cen Ge dragged his seriously injured body to sit on it - it was really strange, he was obviously covered in blood, and he actually felt an inexplicable holiness in the body of this cult great priest.

Cen Ge suddenly stood up again after a short silence, and smiled and teased with a smile on his severely painful chest: "Hehe, I almost forgot that this is the throne of the sect leader, and I am not qualified to sit here." ”

"The sect leader has already run away." Xiao Qianye answered directly in an affirmative tone, puzzled, "Why don't you leave?" Before, when I bypassed the Thousand Machine Palace to save people in front, you had a chance to go, why did you stay alone? ”

As he spoke, he carefully observed for another week, and after the dead spirit was killed, the dusty wind and snow blew in from the broken window, as if he understood something, Xiao Qianye's eyes sank slightly: "Is it to kill the spirit?" Since you know that this kind of thing is dangerous and uncontrollable, why do you still have to cultivate cruelly for so many years? ”

"To deal with you." Cen Ge replied very blandly, but his gaze fell on the moon-like long sword in his hand for a long time, faintly envious, "Master doesn't know about the deep-rooted racial discrimination on the flying wall, she doesn't know what kind of terrible massacre the aliens have experienced in the thousand years since they fell into the sky, so she feels that the forbidden art is dangerous and poisonous, and she will let the sect leader seal it away from future generations to learn, but you, you are the son of the Tianzheng Mansion, you don't know, right?" If it weren't for these necromancy, there would have been no need for you to personally lead the troops, and the White Sect would have perished long ago. ”

He was speechless.

Cen Ge had already walked to his side, but the two who were enemies were unexpectedly calm, and it wasn't until the moment when the other party's hand was about to touch the Likong Sword that Xiao Qianye instinctively raised his arms to force him back.

Cen Ge sighed, his eyes were still looking at the white sword spirit: "Master taught me some swordsmanship in Kunlun Mountain, and said that he would take me and Ah Qing back to formally apprentice in the future, she said that the place where the sword spirit is forged is called the sword mound, not every Kunlun disciple can get the sword spirit, only those who are selected by the sword spirit are eligible to have it, since then I have been fantasizing, if there is really that day, what kind of sword spirit will I get?" Unfortunately, there won't be another day. ”

The breeze slowly blew on his face, gently blowing away the messy hair scattered on his cheeks, Cen Ge looked at the son with a cold face, but his heart was a little strange: "The white sword spirit, like snow and the moon, is not like you, why does it choose you, is your heart also so clean and white?" ”

"Let's change places." For a moment of silence, Xiao Qianye just walked out of the Thousand Machines Palace with a firm sword, "I will not destroy the divine seat that symbolizes faith." ”

Cen Ge closed his eyes for a moment, as if he was calming down some intense feelings in his heart, completely unaware that he had said exactly the same words as the Dark Commander: "It is difficult for you to survive in Feiyuan with such a contradictory temperament, and if you are soft-hearted, you will be chewed to the bone." ”

The long sword had already stabbed, and with one blow, he was forced out of the Thousand Machines Palace, and the two of them made swift moves, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the apse again.