The night was dark, the fire was gradually subsiding, the mountain breeze was slightly cool, and the blood was exhausted and the corpses were cold.

After Xie Yongchang gave up his life to block the sword, when the guest of Yiyun Villa, who had a little medical skills, stepped forward to help.

How could Yun Xiaobai's eagle strike the sky, it was indeed a killer sword, and there was no half of the strength.

Xie Yongchang was up and down all over his body, with hundreds of wounds and eight wounds, all thanks to this sword.

Every wound penetrates deep into the skin, breaks its tendons, hurts its veins, and the essence and blood have soaked this square inch of land in a matter of moments.

Xie Yongchang, who can also be regarded as sturdy and sturdy, is like a deflated ball at this time, shriveled to skin and bones, and is not human-shaped.

Even if Hua Tuo was reincarnated, he had no skills to return to heaven, but fortunately, he did not suffer too long from the middle sword path.

The three of them couldn't bear to look at each other anymore, looked at each other, or took off their robes, or took off their belts, preparing to replace their tattered clothes, so that a generation of mad knives could walk more decently on the other side of Huangquan.

Not far away, Xiao Yin turned around and wanted to leave, how could the angry Daoyi League people give up?

At the same time that Yi Zhongren broke off and shouted, two figures had already followed Xiao Yincai.

In the darkness, a fire dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws towards Xiao Yincai.

Another plan flew out, and the target was to take Xiao Yincai's heart.

Before the offensive arrived, Xiao Yin turned around, stretched out his hands up and down, and reversed the circle.

As the arc took shape, a whirlpool emerged from the shadows, a whirlpool that could engulf everything.

Is it another cloud swallowing miracle?

Everyone thought about it, only to see that the circle was beginning to form, Xiao Yincai hurriedly withdrew his hand, and then slowly pushed out the whirlpool that had already taken shape with one palm.

The whirlpool quickly distanced itself from Xiao Yincai, and flew out only a foot before it exploded.

At this time, the fire dragon and the cold mangs arrived, but they were shaken back by the cyclone that suddenly exploded.

It turned out that at that moment, Mu Ruorong's palm wind came first, and Xiao Yin had to guard against it, so he turned around to resist.

And Aban and Jiang Yichen were already exhausted and short of breath, and the reluctant offensive at the end of the strong crossbow was still nothing to worry about Xiao Yincai.

The attack of the Blade of Fire vanished.

The purple jade dragon scale sword that flew out fell to the ground with a bang.

It's a few cuts!

The cloth wrapped around the hilt of the sword was also shed by the aftermath of the internal strength of the two masters.

The purple jade will finally see the light of day, and its brilliant glow is really not easy to be ignored in the night, at least Xiao Yincai, who has been far away, has not missed it.

"The killer night stalker is also here, interesting. Xiao Yincai said secretly in his heart.

"With such a righteous man and hero, Brother Yi's life should not be extinguished, and Xiao will go first. If Brother Yi is still willing to continue to consult with Xiao, Longyuan Gorge will be waiting for him at any time. Withdraw!" Xiao Yin, who had withdrawn for a few feet, spoke.

The last word "retreat" resounded through the mountains and forests, and naturally ordered everyone in the Silver Sect to retreat.

The silver door wants to retreat.

Naturally, the Moral League did not allow it.

It's just that the shrimp soldiers and crabs of the Silver Evil Gate have already retreated, and the remaining twenty or so people are either altar masters or elder-level masters, as well as five brocade-clothed guards, all of whom are not ordinary people, take care of each other, and soon have escaped by the night.

The blood on his face had not yet dried, how could Yi Zhongren be willing, and was about to order a pursuit, but he heard Mu Ruorong, who was left behind, say: "It is not a good strategy to go deep into the enemy's belly. ”

Yi Zhongren was speechless for a while, and a few drops of cherry red were sprinkled on his clenched fists.

The trembling fists finally slowly loosened and hung down.

With tears in his eyes, Yi Zhongren, who is over 50 years old, was originally a rich and noble appearance, and after going through the wind and dust all the way and staining his clothes and robes with blood, he showed his decadence.

This is not the first time he has been to such a bloody scene, but after all, he has not yet practiced to be hard-hearted and unable to face it calmly, not to mention that this time, it is an old friend who stands in front of him for many years!

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The night is over.

The sky is bright.

A southwest corner of Songshan.

A mound of earth that is several feet square.

A heavy, upright stone monument.

A lone swordsman.

Aban stood in front of the stele, his head bowed, not knowing whether his eyes were obscured by his hair or blurred by the so-called teardrops, and he could no longer find the edges and corners of the stele.

There are no words on the stele.

It's a wordless monument.

The wordless monument is a gift of the Moral League to commemorate the souls of the heroes.

A man is born with death, either from old age, or from sickness, or from trouble.

In the past few decades, the world has been turbulent, and it is not an exaggeration to commensurate with troubled times.

During this period, countless people gave their lives to calm the troubled times, and not everyone was able to leave a name for future generations.

Although there is no word in this monument, the meaning of love is in the heart, but all the people who want to sacrifice in their hearts, or teachers, or ancestors, or old friends, can worship in front of this monument, to calm down and think, to remember the long-term love.

In this battle, the number of people from Yiyun Villa of the Daoyi League was 200, and 62 people were lost.

There will be countless losses in the Silver Evil Gate, and the altar owner will lose three people.

More than 100 people came to the aid of the wind brake door and the electric brake door.

These, Aban did not care.

He'll be here for one person, one for the one who will sleep here.

He has to remember this place, and he will come here often in the future.

Out of respect, Aban waited until the Righteous League had finished worshipping before he stepped forward alone to say a few words to his confidant and brother.

Aban stepped forward and held on to the stele.

But his gaze unconsciously moved to his feet.

Those were four imprints.

The imprint on the side of the left foot is wider and deeper.

The one on the side of the right foot is narrower and shallower.

There is no need to discern carefully, Aban knows why, after all, he has seen the scene of Yi Zhongren and Xuanhe kneeling in front of this monument for two hours.

There was not much left of the "dragon playing in the water" in the wine bag, and Aban dipped his fingers in wine, crouched down, and wrote on the stele.

After the word "confidant" was written, the wine at his fingertips was exhausted.

He poured out the wine bag again, dipped his fingers in it, and continued writing.

There are a lot of strokes in the word "Xie", and he writes very slowly and meticulously.

One stroke at a time, the years pass.

In a trance, my mind couldn't help wandering, and I went through more than ten years of acquaintance and acquaintance.

In the end, it was a few days ago, the moment when Xie Yongchang found him......

"Brother Murong was really caught by the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gates?"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to beg you, brother. ”

"Temporarily alive?"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have to come to you, brother. ”

"Huh, what did the elder brother say, the left one begged, the right one begged, the elder brother has a place to get his brother, when did the brother shirk it?"

"Never. ”

"Not before, not now, and not again. ”

"But this time it's different. ”

"As long as the elder brother says a word, go up the knife mountain, go down to the sea of fire, Aban goes to the soup and fire, and dies without complaint. ”

"Brother, listen to me in detail before making a decision. ”

"Dude, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

"Brother Murong has been found to be locked up in the Yinsha Underground Mansion, and the Yinsha Underground Mansion has many organs, and it must be heavily guarded.

The underworld had to break in, but it had to break quietly.

According to the old uncle's intention, he formed a strong formation of a few people to sneak attack the underworld, catch them by surprise, and rescue the Murong brothers.

However, at present, the manpower is limited, and if the manpower in the alliance is exhausted, it is easy to be detected by the enemy, so it can only seek foreign help.

At present, most of the people in the alliance are fighting with the people of the Twelve Gates of Tiansha in the remaining places, just to cover up.

And the support that can be obtained for the sneak attack on the underworld is only this cover, and the rest of the support is not completely guaranteed.

The trip to the underworld can be described as a life ...... nine deaths"

"Brother treats his brother as a confidant?"

"Naturally. ”

"That brother must know that when the brother speaks, the brother will never refuse. ”

"But ......"

"You and I are already homeless, and we have nothing to worry about, wouldn't it be nice to be able to die for our confidants?!"

"Good brother!"

"It's just that my brother has a question that I hope my brother can answer. Of course, no matter what the answer is, the brother will accompany the elder brother to break into the underworld and make trouble for the king of Hades!"

"Brother, please speak. ”

"Is it worth it to save the lives of ten or a hundred people in order to save one life?"

"This ......"

"If this trip, in order to save Brother Murong's life, you and I unfortunately die, is it worth it?"

This question may have a different answer in everyone's mind, and the only answer I can answer is what I think in my heart. What are the false names of you and me called in the rivers and lakes?"

"The southern knife is cold and the moon is crazy, and the northern blade is away from the fire idiot. ”

"Today's situation can be described as chaotic times?"

"Troubled times are near. ”

"Yes, in the prosperous times, the false name of the rivers and lakes is enough, but in the troubled times, the majesty of the rivers and lakes is just a false name. ”

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think of today?"

"Heartbroken, helpless. ”

"It's a good one, heartbroken, helpless.

Xie has the same opinion, but I don't think it's completely helpless.

has won a false name in the rivers and lakes, if you can do a little bit for the stability of the world, it will be in vain.

But Xie thinks that he is carefree by nature, and the word 'world' is too heavy for me, so I don't want to bear it.

Although the blade in his hand is sharp, he may be able to save three or two people for a while, but he has never been able to help too many people.

Fortunately, in this troubled world, there are many people who care about the world and want to make a difference, the Murong brothers are still young, and although their martial arts are not as good as mine, they can keep the three or two families safe and healthy for several years.

He, his uncle, and Brother Yi, are all people who think a lot and act more, and they are dedicated to the safety of the world.

I think if I can help them, I can help more people. ”

"Therefore, if they are in trouble, if they can save one of them, they will save many more." ”

That's what it means, and that's why I joined the Didendran League in the first place. ”

......

The word "Chang" has just been written, but the three or two words written before have been evaporated.

Aban didn't care, just poured all the wine in his bag in front of the stone tablet, and said something in his mouth.

"Brother, you have lived brilliantly in this life, and the scene you want to see, my brother will try to do it, so you can go with peace of mind. If I have time, I will always come to drink with you!"

After speaking, Aban Huoran turned around, looked for the place where the meat moth and the reverse butterfly were, and walked over.