Dozens of feet behind him were sprinkled with falling blood, Lin Ying's white cotton clothes were even more decorated with blood red, and the war horse behind him was running wildly to catch up, and there were sharp spears on his side, shining cold fangs like poisonous snakes.

Xu Changan's eyes widened, and he struggled to suppress the thoughts and impulses that wanted to close his eyes.

He wants to kill, so he has to see someone else kill first, and this battlefield may be the best exercise for him, but he doesn't like it.

He clenched the black sword with both hands and tried not to tremble, but he still trembled.

A drop of blood splattered on his face, it was hot. Quickly froze and solidified, he felt a little disgusting about it, and he wanted to raise his hand to wipe it off, but he felt that it was even more disgusting.

There were also many blood stains on his clothes, which were dark red on the black cotton clothes, inconspicuous and did not penetrate into the skin. But he felt slimy and uncomfortable, worse than the black, foul-smelling mud that had covered his legs when he went into the water in the summer.

A war horse rapidly dilated in his pupils, and a little cold gradually filled his black pupils, and the sharp spear that had been cut to his hair was slammed into the snow by Lin Ying's backhand, and the wide-eyed unfamiliar face slowly fell down in front of him.

The severed hair slowly drifted on his face with the snowflakes, sticking to the blood on his face, and could not be wiped away by the cold wind. Blood sprayed on his hand, his fingers couldn't help but beat rapidly, he couldn't hold the black sword anymore, he pulled out that hand and threw it behind him with all his strength, trying to shake off all those disgusting things.

Instead of being numb, he didn't know how to deal with it, he swallowed hard, his lips trembled slightly, and he raised his head and shouted loudly, "Enough!"

Then he gasped violently, and his voice trembled, like choking, more like crying. At this moment, even he didn't notice that the formation in his body had wavered a little, and it instantly returned to stability.

In this battlefield, his shouts seemed weak, and the horses and warriors would not heed his shouts.

Lin Ying said angrily, "Shut up!" Then he withdrew the silver spear, snatched the black sword from his hand roughly, and changed the stab to a slap.

Yang Hejiu frowned slightly, then quickly stretched out, smiled and nodded. He threw away the spear he had snatched, took off the black box in his hand, and jumped off his horse.

The man in black in the snow pinched the black long box with one finger of his right hand and slapped it downward!

The surrounding snow struggled to rise upward, more than a foot high, and more than a foot wide.

The snowflakes falling from the air made a slight movement, and then suddenly flew upwards, combined with the falling goose feathers, and soared into the sky!

Yang Hejiu took out the Star Shatter and held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and quickly slashed forward.

The stirred snow didn't have time to fall, and it was torn into fine powder, finer than fine salt, smaller than the tip of a needle, and rushed forward!

The blizzard mixed with the aura of heaven and earth and the sword intent of Sen Ran raged wildly from west to east, and the snowflakes were constantly accumulated together in the air and then shattered, and the speed became faster and faster.

The wind blows cold, and the snow drifts perfectly.

The snowflakes collided together, and everyone's ears seemed to sound countless sword sounds at the same time, completely covering up the roar of the war horse.

Perhaps the countless sword sounds came from only one, the one that had been retracted from its sheath.

The sprinting horse could no longer stabilize its body and raised its front hooves high. The warrior on horseback hurriedly raised his arm to cover his eyes, and the armor had a faint white cut on it, which was not deep.

A fine snowflake cut through the back of the bare hand, leaving an imperceptible wound embedded in it like an embellishment, but nothing more.

At this moment, those warriors and horses did not feel pain, but only felt that the exposed skin seemed to be a little itchy, itchy like mosquito bites, and a little cold, as cold as a cold wind to the bone.

They inexplicably felt that the wind and snow should not only stay on the surface of their skin and armor, but should also go deep into the bone marrow to be a little like words.

They didn't know why they felt the way they did, but they felt that the snowflakes seemed to have become extremely sharp, sharp enough to easily penetrate their armor, so sharp that they had such inexplicable thoughts.

The woman in the back couldn't help but open her eyes, and her eyes were like water, revealing shock and a little puzzlement.

Shocked because the sword was so perfect, perfect that it might be able to fight someone, and puzzled because she thought it could be more perfect, stronger.

The snowflakes fell sparsely, leaving the ground pale and fluffy as a layer of cotton, and then covered by the later wind and snow before it became firm again.

The soldiers who stopped looked at their armor and the backs of their hands, and there was a layer of crystal white snow on them, which could not be deducted no matter how much they wiped it, and they exhaled a breath of heat, and the snow foam began to melt into water. His eyes stared at the few people who had already gone away and began to dismount and clean up the battlefield, not daring to chase after him.

Yang Hejiu put away his sword and returned to the box, sprinted forward and jumped back on the horse, his body slammed forward, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Xu Changan's heart ached, and he couldn't care about the fear in his mind anymore, so he choked up and asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

Yang Hejiu raised his sleeve and wiped his lips, nodded and smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

Lin Ying was extremely angry, and he couldn't wait to kick the kid behind him off the horse and be buried by the heavy snow, and slapped Xu Changan's black sword on the horse's back with his backhand, and the speed of the war horse's pain became even faster.

Xu Changan looked down at the black sword and blamed himself, raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains that had already been frozen on his face, and hurriedly lowered his head when he looked behind him, not daring to look at him.

The last man and woman had already caught up, and the man put away his long knife and his bow and arrows.

Coming to Yang Hejiu's horse, the woman smiled and bowed her head and saluted, "Little girl Jiang Ming, I have seen Mr." ”

The man next to him bowed and said, "Under Jiang Xiaobai, I have seen Mr." ”

Yang Hejiu nodded slightly.

However, the monk had a smiling face, nodded and said, "Good name for girl!"

The woman frowned slightly, but did not reply. But the man next to him stared at the monk, his face was gloomy, and he looked like he was about to draw a sword.

The monk had no choice but to restrain his smile and turn his head, standing in front of him with both hands and whispering the Buddha's name.

The woman's facial expression softened a little, and she asked again, "May I ask where the gentleman is from?"

"Dachang Dynasty. Yang Hejiu returned calmly.

Lin Ying listened to the girl in front of her, and made it clear that she would ask the name of the teacher, what kind of sword is that sword, and the spear pointed straight to the back, and said coldly: "Don't talk so much nonsense!"

As if noticing her faux pas, the woman nodded and smiled, "I'm sorry, I was rude." ”

However, the man wanted to quickly drive forward to fight with Lin Ying, and the woman Jiang Ming shouted: "Xiaobai." ”

The man stopped and responded, "Yes, sister." ”

Walking with four horses, Lin Ying did not relax her vigilance along the way, she always felt that something was wrong with the war just now, and he thought that there should be an enemy hidden somewhere. It could be a practitioner, or it could be an army.

It's a kind of vigilance that comes with growing up in the barracks. So along the way, Lin Ying was carefully reviewing the war just now, observing the surrounding situation.

Yang Hejiu's eyes were slightly closed, but it was not to recuperate from his injuries.

When he was in Sifang City, he was seriously injured, and his realm was already a little unstable, and the sword just now consumed a lot, which undoubtedly affected those injuries again.

Originally, the four of them could rush out directly like that, and he wouldn't have such a huge consumption.

He understood these problems very well, but he still did not hesitate to take out that sword, it was Xu Changan's kindness that aroused the kindness in his heart.

Xu Chang'an's shouts and kindness made him take a quick look at what he had done in that extremely short period of time, including in Sifang City.

So he didn't hesitate to come out with that sword.

Whether it was in Sifang City or on the current border of Qi State, he only killed war horses, and that was because his subconscious was telling others that life was more important than horse life.

No matter who it seems, what he did was right, but he who is not deeply involved in the world thinks that what he did was wrong, and it was a mistake in his understanding of life.

The reason is simple, life is life, and there should be no distinction between high and low.

Killing pigs and eating meat but not eating the same kind is because of human nature, and it has nothing to do with the value of life.

If there is a next time, his approach may not change, but his mind has completely changed, which is a very important change.

He has gained a lot from this trip, and if it weren't for the instability of the realm and the serious injury, there might be signs of a breakthrough.

He also understood more and more why his teacher asked him to accept a student and then go to Wangshu Tower. Not only do I want him to find something to do, but also to let him experience more things, and educating students is also educating themselves, and they have learned a lot from it.

Although Xu Changan is not yet his student.

Yang Hejiu is different from Lin Ying, I will kill whoever Lin Ying wants to kill me, no matter what bullshit he is, humanity and life are noble, and the heavy responsibility of guarding the country tells them that they cannot be soft on the enemy.

Xu Changan and Lin Ying are also different, although Xu Changan has lived a very hard time in Sifang City for a year, he has also gained a lot of warmth, whether it is Liu Chunsheng and Yu Ming Niang or the kind little lady, these experiences are telling him that this world is kind, so his childhood has not been distorted.

He has seen many ugly faces, but those can only be regarded as greed, human greed.

Liu Chunsheng once told him that the difference between greed and sin is the word 'stop'.

The key to this difference lies in whether it can be stopped. Of course, 'stop' alone is not enough, but also need constraints, this is the word 'positive', and the horizontal above is a constraint, which can be stopped, and there are constraints.

Xu Changan stopped, and Lin Ying and Yang Hejiu also stopped.

And Yang Hejiu's actions also come from his kindness, the kindness that has been smeared but cannot be modified, he will not be as afraid as Xu Changan because he has seen more bloody and terrifying things when he was a child.

The experiences of his childhood smeared a mark on his heart, and also left a scar on his right hand, but those encounters and scars could not change his nature.

He has experienced pain, so he doesn't want to cause pain, and he has been treated well, so he is willing to be kind to others.

He is kind, they are good, and people are good.