Returning to the cold ice of the Li Mansion, walking into the mansion, looking at the devastated Li Mansion, a trace of resolute killing intent flashed in the cold ice's eyes.

The cold ice shuttling back and forth in the huge Li Mansion, looking at the wall, the rockery, and the shocking blood stains on the ground, the cold ice became more and more silent.

He walked through the winding corridor and stood in front of a huge pavilion, Han Bing hesitated to go in, and after much hesitation, Han Bing pushed open the door.

There were no fierce servants or extravagant costumes in the door, some were just simple furniture displays, and Han Bing, who stood in the center of the attic, was still hesitant to speak.

Just as Han Bing hesitated, a door suddenly opened, and out of it came a big man wrapped in a white cloth.

The two looked at each other, Han Bing did not speak, and the big man immediately put down the wooden basin in his hand and knelt down on one knee in the direction of Han Bing after seeing Han Bing, and shouted in his mouth, "Wuling Iron Cavalry, Liu Da has seen the commander." ”

With this commanding call, all the doors of the attic that was still silent and unoccupied just now instantly opened, and dozens of people walked out of the room, and after seeing the cold ice, they knelt down in the direction of the cold ice and shouted in unison, "Wuling Iron Cavalry greets the commander." ”

Han Bing didn't speak, looking at the few doors that were tightly locked, he knew that there was no way to open the dozen or so doors again, because their masters would never come back!

After standing in silence for a long time, Han Bing looked at the kneeling people and gently stretched out his hand and said slowly, "Get up, you guys can stand down first, and let me stay here by myself for a while." ”

"Yes!"

With a soft drink, everyone returned to the room almost neatly, even Liu Da, who had just walked out of the door first, walked back.

Standing in place, Han Bing looked at the empty attic in an instant, took a deep breath, and turned his head to look at the dozen locked rooms, with a lot of thoughts in his heart. At that moment, it seemed to him that the owners of those rooms were standing in front of the room and beckoning at him.

He used to be so unruly and unruly, treating human life like a pig and a dog, and in his former memory, he never had emotional fluctuations because of the death of one or several people. At the beginning, there was no sympathy in his world, no friends, only strength, killing and cultivation.

In the past, he went on a killing spree in order to collect a secret book that was deliberately separated, and almost slaughtered him for an angry sentence.

Until he met him, until he brought him into the barracks, met them, took over who they are, and then became who they are now.

How many times in the cold night did I keep asking myself if I was right to do this? Is I still myself? Han Bing also thought that if I hadn't met him, I might have become a generation of Tianjiao, and if I hadn't touched him, I wouldn't have been seriously injured, but if I hadn't met him, how could I have come across these brothers who can entrust their lives unconditionally and with great trust! If I hadn't met him, how could I have drunk and talked with these rough men!

The glory of Tianjiao in the past is just to make wedding clothes for others, Tianjiao, but a small number of people in the huge rivers and lakes, if there is no strength, no power Tianjiao will become the object of hunting by others.

When Han Bing stepped on the military, he realized that those so-called Tianjiao were just false names given by the world, and people could take them back at any time.

I still remember when I was tricked into the camp by that guy, and that guy asked everyone, "If I go to the battlefield and I can't fight, and the enemy is about to shoot me, will you block the arrows for me?"

I think of myself back then, and I was a bastard.

"Why do you want to block for others! I only have one life, why should I pay for others!"

Now that I think about it, I only have one life, and it's easy to work hard for others, is it really worth it?

Before I put on this military uniform and knew these robes, the answer was yes, not worth it!

But when you put on this uniform, the answer will be worth.

There is no need to ask why, because there is no reason to talk about this matter in the first place, and Han Bing has done it all these years, and the sentence that the man once said made him laugh for a long time.

"I know you won't, but I will! As long as you wear this uniform on the battlefield, I will block arrows for you! And not only me, but everyone in this battalion will block arrows for you!"

After a long time, Han Bing did something that was shocking, he, the former Canglan Tianjiao, knelt down towards the doors of the locked rooms without hesitation.

Han Bing, who was kneeling down on his knees, looked at the locked doors and shouted, "Brothers, it's easy to go all the way! In the next life, the cold ice will block the arrows for you!

"Bang!", the kneeling cold ice head slammed into the ground, and two consecutive sounds rang out in the empty room.

Han Bing slowly got up and turned to leave, but the moment he was about to step out of the door, Han Bing tilted his head again and looked deeply at the rooms behind him, and then left without looking back.

When the door was closed by the ice, the doors that had been closed before were opened one after another, and the soldiers who had been on the battlefield like wolves and tigers and killed people like hemp were now hung with conspicuous tears on their faces or vicissitudes or immaturity.

I don't know who started it, but I saw those iron-clad men kneeling down in turn, kneeling towards the locked rooms, and muttered in a low voice, "It's easy to go all the way, and you will be brothers in the next life." ”

Han Bing, who was hiding behind the door, listened to the whispers from inside the room, covered his mouth tightly with his right hand, preventing himself from making any sound, the trembling of his body, and the redness in his eyes all showed the pain in his heart at the moment.

At this moment, Han Bing was weak and silent, lying on the pillar beside him, and after a long time, Han Bing stood up with difficulty and left the attic in a daze. Walked back to his room, just approached the bed and didn't open the bed, a mouthful of blood suddenly came, and then his eyes were dark, and he collapsed on the bed weakly.

On the other side, Uncle Qi and Xiao Tian finally came to a bamboo house hidden deep in the forest after a night of running.

Looking at the closed door, Uncle Qi and the others stood with their hands down, standing quietly without shouting.

After the half-pillar of incense, the closed door was half-opened, and out of it came a little scholar, who first looked left and right with his probe, and after making sure that there was no one else, he opened all the doors and walked out of it.

Standing in front of the door, he bowed to Uncle Qi and the others, and said softly, "Two, the young master has been waiting for a long time!

Hearing the summons of the scholar, the two hurriedly dressed up and walked into the bamboo house with the scholar in three steps and two steps.

After entering, the two saw the screen standing in the center of the house and hurriedly bowed their heads, time passed little by little, and there was no other sound in the house except for the sparse sound of falling children.

After a long time, the chess pieces returned to the chess cup, and he sighed lightly and said, "Say! ”

Uncle Qi, who was standing at the front, said, "Young Master, I'm too late, when we arrived, Miss Li had already been robbed!"

The man inside the screen didn't feel a trace of shock, as if he had expected it, and continued to whisper, "This matter has been expected for a long time, what about the other person now!"

Of course, Uncle Qi knew who the young master was talking about, and hurriedly whispered, "Young master, Han Bing is seriously injured, but he is not dead yet!"

"Hmm!" Hearing the news that the ice was not dead, the man in the screen nodded slightly.

But these words didn't land, Xiao Tian, who was standing next to him, immediately stood up and retorted, "Young master, Uncle Qi lied to you, I checked it, and Han Bing died at that time!"

"Huh?" Hearing Xiaotian's words, the person in the screen did not wrinkle, and his tone was mixed with a hint of murderous aura, "Uncle Qi, what's the matter?"

Hearing the young master's question, Uncle Qi smiled bitterly, tapped Xiao Tian's head on the side, and then immediately replied, "Young master, Han Bing is indeed dead!"

"Huh, so you just lied to me?"

Hearing that the young master's tone was a little wrong, Uncle Qi immediately spoke: "No, no, no, don't worry, don't worry, and listen to me, Han Bing's death is not a real death, Han Bing was seriously injured this time, in order to avoid the subsequent investigation of the photo studio, he had to use the method of closing his breath, causing the phenomenon of real death!"

Hearing Uncle Qi's answer, the young master inside the screen smacked it carefully and said softly, "Is there anything else?"

Uncle Qi thought for a while, then bent down and arched his hand, "Those people also participated in the attack on the Li family, and took advantage of the chaos to take something from the Li family, what is it, I didn't dare to get too close, so I didn't see it clearly, please punish the young master!"

The young master inside the screen waved his hand, and then said, "Uncle Qi, you have done a good job in this matter, go down!"

After hearing this, Uncle Qi and Xiao Tian bowed their hands one after another, and then turned to leave, as the door was closed by the scholar, Xiao Tian breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Uncle Qi's sleeve on the side and said, "I'm nervous, you don't know that the young master's tone changed at that time, and my legs were almost weak." ”

Uncle Qi casually left a chestnut on Xiao Tian's head, and said with some anger: "You still know that you are afraid, aren't you harmed!

Xiao Tian covered his head that was knocked a little painfully by Uncle Qi, and said righteously, "We are honest people, we must pay attention next time, pay attention!" and then smiled innocently.

Looking at the smiling Xiaotian, Uncle Qi shook his head helplessly, and turned his head to take a deep look at the humble bamboo house. Pulling Xiaotian and disappearing into the forest.

And in the room, the sound of chess falling that had been paused for a long time sounded again, only to see that this time the sound of chess was endless, with the last chess piece falling, the young master in the screen spoke again, "Since you have fallen into the immortal gate, then I will hold the son and cut off the immortal life!"

I saw that on the magnificent chess game, a majestic black dragon was cut off by Bai Zi. Looking at this magnificent chess game, the young master shook his head and said softly, "Dead but not stiff, no, it's still not hot enough, it seems that you still need a son!"