I don't know how long it took, Yan Shan dragged his tired body back to Mo Jixian and Li Ruoxian, panting in his mouth, but his face was full of smiles.

A few cyan sword flashes flashed, and the three Nether Ghost soldiers fell to the ground. Li Ruoxian asked, "Broke through again?"

Yan Shan smiled and nodded, with an indescribable joy in his heart. Not long ago, as a Netherworld Ghost Soldier fell, the Heavenly Evil Heart Method broke through from the peak of the fourth layer to the fifth layer, and the true qi was released to form a sword qi.

Mo Jixian arched his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Yan's martial arts cultivation has reached a higher level, it's really worth the trip!"

Li Ruoxian had already been mentally prepared, but she was still inevitably surprised. In just half a month, the heart method has broken through twice in a row, and this speed is really amazing. He thought of Yan Shan's sword killing sword technique again, and couldn't help but be relieved. Yan Shan's sword killing sword technique was cultivated to the fifth layer, and the mental method was stagnant at the third layer. This breakthrough is by no means accidental, it is the accumulation and suppression for a long time that has led to the rapid progress in the past half a month.

The battle had come to an end, and the shield array was slowly retracting. Finally, the last of the Spectre soldiers fell, and the battle ended. Next, the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield.

Wanyan Honglie jumped off the chariot, strode towards the three of them, and said with a smile: "In this battle, all the ghost soldiers will be annihilated, so be happy! Tonight, we will drink heartily, and we will not return home if we are not drunk, how about it?"

"Good!" the three agreed in unison. Being able to make friends with people with such temperaments as Wanyan Honglie makes them feel happy in their hearts. This battle, once hovering on the edge of life and death, should be drunk.

"Why don't you see Brother Dugu and Miss Ning?" asked Wan Yan Honglie.

Mo Jixian smiled slightly bitterly and replied: "Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, their little lovers went to see the evening photos of Nali Mountain." ”

Yan Shan quipped: "People are willow tops on the moon, and people are about after dusk." The three of us are alone and can only get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows!" he smiled, but there were faint tears in his eyes.

"Haha! People are not drunk and everyone is drunk, we can only be drunkards with wine!" Wan Yan Honglie laughed loudly.

Mo Ji said in a loud voice: "What a drunkard who is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and he is a drunkard who sings about wine!

Li Ruoxian secretly admired. Wanyan Honglie is bold by nature, but he is also thick and fine.

Yan Shan asked casually, "I wonder what the general plans to do with these corpses?"

Wanyan Honglie said with a smile: "Burn them all, so as not to have many dreams at night, I don't know what Brother Yan thinks?"

Yan Shan replied: "It seems that the general has made arrangements, so we can drink with confidence." ”

At this time, two young generals walked briskly from the battlefield. A burly man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in silver armor, heroic and compelling. The other was tall, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and was dressed in a red battle suit, which turned out to be a woman.

The red-clothed woman saluted Wan Yan Honglie and said, "Father Qi, you have completely annihilated the enemy army. Our troops lost seven killed, 23 seriously wounded, and 148 lightly wounded, and the post-war pension has been arranged. ”

Wanyan Honglie nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face.

The silver-armored man also saluted and said, "Father, the location of the three deep pits has been chosen, and the hay and fire oil have been prepared, and the corpse can be burned after it is collected." ”

Wanyan Honglie nodded slightly, with a smug look on his face, and said to the three of them: "This is my Wanyan Honglie's pair of children." He said to the two young generals: "Come and see the three young heroes!"

The red-clothed woman arched her hand towards the three of them, and said with a straight face: "After finishing Yan Xue'er, I have seen three young heroes!"

The silver-armored man also bowed and said, "After finishing Yan Liang, I will be lucky!"

Mo Jixian, Yan Shan and Li Ruoxian also made introductions.

Seeing Mo Jixian and Li Ruoxian's peerless appearance, Wan Yan Xue'er and Wan Yan Liang's eyes were full of yearning and envy, and they couldn't help but sigh: "There are such perfect people in the world!"

But when their eyes fell on Yan Shan, the brother and sister couldn't help frowning slightly.

Seeing this, Wanyan Honglie said coldly: "Xue'er, Liang'er, you can't look good!"

Wanyan Xue'er hurriedly explained: "Daddy, my daughter is definitely not judged by her appearance. Just looking at the little brother in front of him with clear eyebrows and harmless people and animals, I really couldn't imagine that he was the demon god who killed the ghost soldiers just now, such as chopping melons and vegetables. ”

Li Ruoxian couldn't help laughing out loud and whispered a few words in Wanyan Xue'er's ear. After that, Wanyan Xue'er looked at Yan Shan with even more strange eyes.

Yan Shan smiled wryly, spread his hands, and looked helpless after offending a woman.

As the sun sets, Mt. Lishan is painted with a touch of red glow in the reflection of the slanting sun, which is very beautiful and moving.

On the top of Lishan Mountain, on a large bluestone, Ning Xue'er was nestled in Dugufeng's arms. The afterglow sprinkled on Ning Xue'er's pale face, white and red, soft and moving. The autumn-like eyes were clear and bright, reflecting a handsome face. Dugu Feng stroked Ning Xue'er's hair, smiling, and her delicate face seemed to be frozen in his eyes.

The four eyes are facing each other, tender and sweet. In this evening photo of Lishan, they are speechless. A thousand words are all in silence, and silence is better than sound at this time.

The breeze blows, and a strand of hair that blooms with youthful luster gently lifts. Time slipped through the hair.

When the last rays of the sunset spilled into the sky, in the sunset, a pair of infatuated lovers depended on each other affectionately, and there was only each other in their eyes.

Finally, the sunset disappeared at the end of the sky. The pair of eyes as clear and bright as autumn water slowly closed together. She still had a smile on her face. She wants to keep the best picture in her mind.

Dugufeng is still smiling, and this smile comes from the depths of his heart. At least for this moment, he is happy. However, it was also his last smile. He wants to leave the best memories for his beloved, and he only gives her alone.

Tears couldn't help but slip down, dripping on Ning Xue'er's face and into her heart.

Dugufeng wiped away the tears on his face, and said secretly in his heart: Xue'er, my tears are only for you, only for you, this is the last time I will cry.