After a stick of incense, Nangong has no ornaments, wearing a Shu brocade robe, and a green jade waist, just like the son of a scholarly family, with a jade face and a crown, and walks to the backstage of the martial arts field.

The broadsword woman doesn't have any fancy moves, unlike the heroes in the martial arts arena in the past, she always uses a variety of blood-inflating killing methods to attract attention. Seeing the opponent attacking, he just flipped his wrist, easily waved the giant sword that had been measured by a hundred catties, and then slapped at the person who came and flew directly.

Last year, Nangong came back from the battlefield and let go of the thieves in the army because of his soft heart, resulting in the 100,000 army being trapped. Although he single-handedly led the army out of trouble, he slowed down the pace of support, causing the front-line army to retreat and suffer heavy losses.

Nangong made meritorious service and led 100 personal soldiers to stop 20,000 enemy troops on the main road of the canyon, giving the rear a chance to rest. No one knows how he did it, but the hundred pro-soldiers all fell in this battle. Only Nangong returned to the camp alone five days later, his clothes were not stained with blood, and he was floating out of the dust, as if he was an immortal.

However, what awaits him is not praise and appreciation, but a slap in the face of Bai Liyao, whose father has the name of a greedy wolf.

"I, the 30,000 elite soldiers of the Great Zhou Heavenly Dynasty, died in vain because of the kindness of your woman. They are all my brothers who were born and died in Bai Liyao, their wives are my sisters-in-law, their parents are my uncles, and the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty was exchanged for life and death, but because of you, the evil beast, I have the face to go back to see the people of the Great Zhou!"

Nangong knelt in front of his father, with a sad expression, kowtowed to heaven and earth, and then didn't know who to say: "From now on, there will be no life and death on the battlefield of Nangong." ”

When Bai Liyao heard this, his sad anger turned into a moment of distraction, and he muttered, "You...... Decided?"

Nangong raised his head, and tears were already falling: "Father, do you know, what have I seen in the past five days?" The eldest brother of the Li family blocked thirty-seven arrows for me, and the brothers of the Zhao family were cut off their arms, and they were still waiting for the battle with knives in their mouths. The boy of the Ma family is not yet fourteen, and I once heard him cry at night, went to the battlefield, and regarded death as home. And the Chen father and son, I still remember that they just added a grandson before the expedition, and before they were a year old, they lost their father and grandfather......"

Nangong's mouth popped up one by one, calling them "big brother", "brother", and "uncle", which shows how respectful and intimate he is to these people. The words continued, and the deeds of just a hundred people came out of his mouth, and the appearance of each person before death was firmly imprinted on his heart.

All of these 100 people died to protect him, and every time he mentioned a name, his heart was twisted with a knife.

It wasn't until the last name fell that Nangong gradually lost his voice.

"They all died for me. Those 30,000 elite soldiers and good soldiers, all of whom had wives and children, and parents, all died because of me. It is not a pity that Nangong died. However, if Nangong dies, the war in the world will not end because of this. So, father, please let Nangong be the last executioner in this world, and exchange my guilty body for the peace of the Great Zhou Dynasty for a hundred years. ”

Bai Liyao was silent for a long time, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, as if relieved and helpless, as if he had let go of his thoughts, and seemed to have broken off his struggle.

"Fate. ”

Nangong's eyes were full of tears, and he kowtowed to Bai Liyao again, and said in a trembling voice: "Over the years, my father has known and nurtured Nangong, and he has been very kind and virtuous, and he is unforgettable. It's just that the child may not be able to provide for you in old age, and even worse, it will lead to infamy. This kindness is not expected to be placed on the next life, and can only be owed to the heart. ”

Looking at Nangong's delicate face, Bai Liyao thought of his old friend: "Every time I see your eyes, I think of your mother." I always think that you are like her after all. Later, I only felt that I was very similar to her in temperament. It's good to be like her, like her, you can live this life in peace. My generation has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and the horse leather shroud is not just a peaceful and prosperous era for the descendants. Do you know that the old man hopes that you can grow up to be a prodigal in the capital, and there is always an old man who is cheeky to come down when you cause trouble at home, but you want to come to the battlefield. Do you know that when you went out of the city in high spirits last year, I was scolded by a group of old guys who were struggling to breathe for half a year. Even your Uncle Zhao, who opened a restaurant, has been a businessman all his life, and he dared to make a face to the old man, a great general, and he really dared to let all the restaurants in the capital not sell wine to the old man.

"In the eight countries of the world, when you are a general, you can't even drink wine, and only the old man has one ear.

"But after all, you are still his son.

"Although I haven't met your father, after all, he is a person that His Majesty admires.

"Naturally, you can't be the one who lies on the blessings of others and enjoys the blessings in peace. ”

When people are old, they like to nag. The old man chattered like this, and Nangong knelt quietly like this.

I don't know where to go, the old man stepped forward to help Nangong up, supported his arm with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "But you will always be my Bai Liyao's son!"

On that day, Nangong went to the enemy camp alone in the starry night, and returned at sunset and sunrise, and when it was dawn, the enemy army had retreated. Nangong returned to the dynasty with his father, and when he was rewarded and punished for his military exploits, he had become the youngest general in the Great Zhou.

Then in the year of peace, he would come to the royal capital's martial arts arena once a month. People are here for the thrill of blood, but he is looking for solace.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was founded for only ten years, and most of the people in power were reckless heroes, and as soon as the war stopped, there was no pastime. A few reckless men made a match and set up this martial arts arena. Those who come here to fight are both captive fighters and self-recommended Jianghu people. In order to stimulate the audience, it is often accompanied by a covenant of life and death, so it is not uncommon to cut off the head.

Until a month ago, an unnamed female swordsman came, who never took people's lives, but only stunned the enemy with the blade of a great sword. Because there has never been a woman participating in the martial arts arena since its construction, and its strong strength has been overwhelming, it has become famous in just one month, and there are not a few people who come to pursue it.

The woman struck a blow to defeat the enemy, and she looked bored, and after the battle was over, she got up and left after a few polite words with Nangong. Nangong didn't move at all, until everyone was gone, and then he came to the backstage of the martial arts arena by himself.

"Stop!" two shirtless guards stopped Nangong, the backstage was not a heavy place, and the outlaws raised by the official family were all locked up in the dungeon. But not everyone can come in here, and it is about the dignity of the warriors.

"I'm Nangong. ”

"I don't care who you are...... The young guard on the left didn't finish talking, and was pulled aside by another elderly guard on the right, and then greeted him with a smile on his face: "General Nangong, please inside." ”

"Thank you. ”

Then without saying a word, he walked into the backstage of the martial arts arena.

At first, the guard frowned and asked, "Who is this man?" ”

The old man who stopped him looked at Ai Ai in his heart, looked quite disdainful, and said: "His majesty is respected by others, not by himself." ”

Remembering the dialogue just now, the guard scratched his head and said, "I don't understand, I don't understand." You say, he's a general?"

The man turned his head to look north, which was where the palace was located: "He is the youngest general of the Great Zhou......"

At the end of the northern street, under the dust, a black shadow accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves in the backlight struck quickly. The horse came to him, and the horse let out a roar of "Herod" under the pull, kicked up, and stopped steadily in front of the two.

This kind of riding skills, no matter how young the guard is a fledgling and doesn't know the height of the sky, he must be respectful.

The person on horseback carved a blue costume embroidered with a horse body and a dragon head Zhongshan God, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, no matter how rough and unheard of people also know that this is an important person from the palace.

The person who came was condescending and hurriedly said, "General Nangong can be here?"

The old man was afraid that the new guard would be rude, so he hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Go back to your lordship." General Nangong had just entered the backstage. ”

The man hurriedly said, "Call him out." ”

The strong man hesitated: "I'm afraid that the villain can't call General Nangong." Forgive the villain for taking the liberty of the adult, can you tell your identity so that you can invite General Nangong out. ”

The man: "No. Tell General Nangong that the saint has returned to the palace. ”

After saying that, he rode his horse and whipped up, turned and left.

"Holy ...... Is it Emperor Shennong who has returned to the palace?" the young guard exclaimed, since the founding of the country, Emperor Shennong had never left the Linglong Pagoda. Don't say that ordinary people, even the public elite, rarely see Shennong.

The old man looked up at the gloomy sky, and the swallows were flying low, a sign of the coming storm.

"It's going to be messed up......"