Eight hundred monks in scattered robes in Zhenjiang City stood in the ruins with each other's support. Almost all of them were wounded, some had no arms, some had broken legs, and their clothes were stained red with blood.

In front of them were streets unrecognizable, houses in rubble, and piles of beastly corpses. The potholed ground was full of blood, and even if Li Ye was high in the air at the moment, he felt the pungent smell of fish.

The battle was over, but the eight hundred demons did not cheer.

Some of them stayed where they were, as if they didn't know that victory was theirs; some of them could finally sit down on the ground with a sigh of relief and never get up again; more of them stared at the battlefield with iron-like expressions, and even if their waists were no longer straight, they still stood like a strong pine.

Such a battlefield and such a warrior not only made Li Ye speechless for a long time, but also made several demon kings bow their heads and be silent.

The fierce beast has been killed and injured by nearly 100,000, and the monks in the city were only 20,000 or 30,000 at the beginning, no one would have thought that the demons of Zhenjiang City would be able to fight until now, even if it was the Monkey King who had experienced the war, he felt that victory was suddenly like a dream at this moment.

This victory was a miracle, not because Li Ye and the Peng Demon King finally appeared with the innate treasure, but because the demons worked together for more than twenty days.

Everyone is a story, everyone has a story, this is the burial place of twenty or thirty thousand demons, and it is destined that many stories will come to an abrupt end here.

These stories were little known before, and will not be known again, and they dissipated, with no one to witness them, and engraved on the pages of the pages the roar of the war dead. Li Ye can only figure out their state of mind at that time, as well as the incorruptible feelings behind them, through the expressions of anger or unwillingness, calm or firmness when the corpses are dying.

If there is no war, perhaps every story will have an ending, whether it is beautiful or miserable, touching or regretful, they will have a full end. And now, as their corpses grow colder, the story of the hastily ending is hard to even relate to.

Such an ending is not an ending, but it is also an ending.

Li Ye quickly flew down from the sky and flew towards the eight hundred surviving soldiers. He didn't pause in the air, nor did he say anything to comfort or motivate them. When he hit the ground, he just ran straight towards the man.

Among the monks who were even more miserable than refugees, Li Ye saw Wu You.

The little girl's robe was still intact, except for her lotus-like arms, but her hair was already messy, and the blood made them tangled with each other. Her face was covered in blood, and she couldn't see her skin's original color at all, except for her grayish-brown pupils—no, they were extraordinarily bright.

The county lord who rushed out of the group of monks, before he arrived in front of Li Ye, the tears in the corners of his eyes were already swaying in his ears. Like a little tiger cub, she buried her head in the arms of the oncoming Li Ye, and hit Li Ye's chest painfully.

Li Ye couldn't feel the pain in his chest, only felt like his heart was being grabbed. The county lord, who hugged him tightly with his arms around his waist, buried his face deep in his chest, and his choked voice was a call that had never changed: "Brother Ye!"

After leaving Li Ye, she quickly gained control of the monk team, and showed extra tenacity and wisdom in the previous battles, so that the monks could ignite hope and fighting spirit when they saw her fighting figure, and felt safe.

No one wants to be strong, but they have to be like this in the face of real challenges, and now, the county lord who threw herself into Li Ye's arms no longer has to hold her spirit, she can rest assured that she is bold and relieved.

She can be cowardly, she can cry unscrupulously like a child again.

Li Ye hugged the county lord and stroked her wet hair with pity, "I'm here." ”

Li Ye is a human being, and knows better than anyone else that there is no eternal companionship and wings, only his own strength can face all the wind and rain, and only he can walk the road under his feet. Therefore, he wanted the county lord to be stronger than anyone else, so when he went to the Seven Holy Mountains separately from the county lord, he did not hesitate too much.

He knew that the county lord needed to be trained and grown.

The county lord is in Zhenjiang City, Li Ye is in Qisheng Mountain, these days they have their own battlefields, and they are all fighting hard, so even if they are not in one place, they are fighting side by side.

However, at this time, feeling the trembling body of the county lord crying, Li Ye fiercely warned himself in his heart that he would not live separately from the county lord in the future.

The county lord cried and said, "Qi Potian is dead, Red Sleeves is dead, and even the leopard demon is dead...... Brother Ye, I'm so scared, I'm afraid I'll never see you again......"

Li Ye's throat was as hard as a rock in an instant, and he hugged the county lord's body tightly.

Eight hundred monks looked at this scene, and each demon couldn't help but be moved. They didn't know the dangers that Li Ye had experienced in the Seven Holy Mountains, but they witnessed the battle of the county lord with their own eyes, and the smart and powerful figure left a deep impression on them, and they had already been convinced, winning their admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

And now, seeing the county lord and Li Ye hugging each other, they know how much effort the county lord has put into this battle.

Every living demon warrior realized at this moment that two mortals had done too much and paid too much for the demon clan. They were silent, they were far away to Li Ye and worry-free, and they saluted spontaneously, and their movements were surprisingly neat.

In this situation, the demon warriors couldn't help but think of their relatives and friends who died in battle, and of those companions who died under the claws of the fierce beast and in the mouth. No one could restrain their sorrow, and they silently walked forward and dispersed to collect the bones of the demon warriors who had died in battle.

The fox demon proprietress looked at Li Ye's arms like a child, and the county lord who was crying uncontrollably couldn't help but cry. For many years, she has always wanted to have such a person who can hold her in her arms in a similar scene, but unfortunately she has never encountered it.

She remembered what Red Sleeves said before she died, the hero I liked didn't like me. At this moment, she only felt that the sky had become dark, and the four fields had lost their color.

Then she remembered the wolf demons and the demons who had died in battle, so she wiped away her tears and went to find their bodies.

The white wolf did not leave the place, he leaned against the ruins and had passed out. When he controlled the beast before, he had been gritting his teeth to support him because he had already been seriously injured, but now he was finally not needed, and he could sleep well.

After the four great venerables and immortals were all wiped out, the immortals who ambushed the demon support team on all sides of Zhenjiang City were also scattered and quickly evacuated this dangerous place. Without their control, the beast was quickly defeated by the demon teams from all over the country who supported Zhenjiang City.

However, in just half a day, several teams of demon warriors arrived in Zhenjiang City, and they joined in the work of cleaning up the battlefield.

There wasn't much hustle and bustle in the whole process, and the demons involved were almost silent. They had seen the corpses of the beasts in Zhenjiang City, so they knew how awe-inspiring the demon warriors of Zhenjiang City were—both dead in battle and alive.

Zhenjiang City no longer exists, so the job of cleaning up the battlefield is to burn the corpses of the fierce beasts and drag the corpses of the demons out and bury them. However, looking at the eyes of the Monkey King, Li Ye knew that when this war was over, he would immediately start rebuilding this royal city.

Not for himself, but for the demons who died defending the royal city.

At the same time as the cleaning of the battlefield of Zhenjiang City, the demons in all the cities in the entire demon clan territory launched a comprehensive counterattack against the besieging beasts, as well as the endless pursuit of the fleeing immortals.

Before the end of the battle of Zhenjiang City, the fierce beasts had already shown fatigue in besieging various large cities. As the news of the death of the four great Venerables of Beihai, Nanmu, Dongxuan, and Xiji spread, plus Yang Jian was nowhere to be found, he didn't know where to fight with the Monkey King, so the immortals outside the city began to flee one after another.

Under the leadership of the Bull Demon King, the Yu Tamarin King, and the Peng Demon King, the demons of each city gradually defeated and annihilated the fierce beasts outside the big cities with the anger of avenging the demons who died in the battle of Zhenjiang City.

On the second day of Li Ye's arrival in Zhenjiang City, the weather was gloomy, and there was no cool breeze in the wild. In the dreary atmosphere, a large group of demon warriors came to a mountain near Zhenjiang City, where they met in silence.

The bones of the twenty or thirty thousand demons who died in Zhenjiang City were buried in this mountain. As far as the eye can see, on the silent slopes of the green mountains, there are endless tombstones and white flags, which are lined up in patches, undulating with the height of the mountain.

The 800 demons who survived that day, there were relatives and friends who could not finish the memorial at this moment, they stopped in front of the tombstones, placed sacrifices, sprinkled wine, chattered for a while with red eyes, and then moved on to the next tombstone.

In front of Li Ye and Wu You is the tombstone of Qi Potian. Lijian knelt on the ground, quietly placing the sacrifices, compared to the non-stop shouts when Qi Potian died in battle, he was extremely silent at this moment, only tears fell silently from his face, and it was never interrupted.

Only six members of the Killing Hand, including Lijian, survived.

Li Ye stared at Qi Potian's tombstone, and for a moment he felt very confused, he didn't know if it was the right choice to take them under his command that day, maybe it was this decision that buried them.

Lijian stood up after drinking, saw the guilt on Li Ye's face, smiled silently, and said in a dry voice: "Your Highness doesn't have to feel sorry, this is a full-scale war of our demon clan, and every demon warrior can't stay out of it, not in Zhenjiang City, but somewhere else." ”

"Because of the orders of His Highness, we were able to gather in Zhenjiang City and avoid the fate of being scattered and slaughtered in the wild. Although they died on the battlefield now, each of them did not die in vain, they all killed fierce beasts or immortals. We are all willing to die to defend our homeland, this is Your Highness who has fulfilled us, and we should be grateful to Your Highness. ”

Li Ye opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and in the end he could only salute Qi Potian's tombstone.

After finishing the salute, Lijian stared at Qi Potian's tombstone and said slowly: "I remember when I first met His Highness in Liuxi Town, Qi Potian was boasting about himself when we met, saying that he was a famous butcher of Black Stone Ridge. In fact, at that time, he hadn't killed any powerful beasts at all, everything was just a swollen face and a fat man. ”

"He is always afraid of being looked down upon, the more he is afraid, the more he wants to brag, the more he brags, the more no one believes him, and the more no one believes him, the more he is weak and inferior. Until I followed His Highness...... His Royal Highness's feat of saving the monks several times was generally respected by the monks, and Qi Potian was willingly praised by many people because he claimed to be His Highness's confidant. He was lucky because he found his way. ”

In the battles that followed, he always charged forward, shouting that he was King An's confidant, even if he knew that Luo Xin Street could no longer be defended, he never retreated. When he was dying...... are all subconsciously muttering, he is King An's henchman...... That is his pursuit in this life, it is the meaning of his life, and he must not regret it if he embraces this meaning and dies in this pursuit. He is now buried here, and he is highly regarded and respected by all the demon monks, so he should be ...... Satisfied ......"

Lijian's face was covered with tears again, and he choked up and couldn't speak, and finally couldn't speak.

Li Ye was silent for a long time, and sighed: "I hope that in the next life, he can always be respected." ”

Leaving the tombstone group of the Killing Hand, at the side of the place, Li Ye saw the proprietress sitting on the ground, her head leaning against the tombstones of the wolf demon and the demon demon and whispering - she buried them together.

She chattered endlessly, as if the wolf demon and the embarrassment demon could still hear it, as if there was an inn in Lingyundu, whether she was angry or gentle, the wolf demon and the embarrassment demon always watched and listened quietly. Maybe they are wooden and don't know how to answer, but they never give up.

Wu You squatted down next to the proprietress in the past and stayed quietly with her.

Li Ye finally came to the tombstone of the red sleeves. The white wolf sat here in a daze, his eyes were empty and not half bright, sometimes he would giggle to himself, sometimes he couldn't help but burst into tears, and sometimes he would mumble to himself, and a sentence came out of his mouth from time to time, you stupid child.

Li Ye has a red-sleeved figure in her mind, she always likes to wear a bright red dress, at first glance she has a cold temperament, but in fact she is enthusiastic.

She used to have a restaurant in Liuxi Town, which was her father's inheritance. Since she was a child, her parents died and she lived in Liuxi Town for many years, because of the care of the white wolf, even if countless monks coveted her beauty, no one dared to offend her.

However, the white wolf is not always around, he has his own mission, always going into the deep mountains and old forests to fight with wild beasts, looking for traces of fierce beasts, so most of the time, she is alone.

Now she was lying here, lying among thousands of demon warriors, but Li Ye didn't think that she wouldn't be lonely in this way. True loneliness, even in a noisy crowd, will feel lonely, bitter, and out of place.

Just like Red Sleeves said, Li Ye never liked this woman who regarded him as a hero. Now that she is sleeping here, she will no longer quietly cast adoring eyes on Li Ye, secretly hoping that one day Li Ye will discover her beauty and her goodness, so that she will be close to her.

This is the end of the story.

At dusk, Li Ye left with the white wolf, joined Wu You and the proprietress and walked towards the Zhenjiang New Town under construction at the foot of the mountain with Lijian and other monks waiting for him.

Soon, the white wolf left Zhenjiang City to gather the team of fierce beasts, intending to transform them into the power of the demon clan.

After a few more days, the all-out war of the demon clan came to an end, and the demon kings gathered again in the newly built Zhenjiang City.

Li Ye knew that this was the last time to discuss the Demon Clan's trip to the mortal world, and his trip to the Demon Clan was coming to an end. At first, when he came to the territory of the demon clan, Li Ye only wanted to borrow troops, but now this goal has been achieved beyond the time limit, and the main force of the demon clan is about to go to the mortal world to deal with the immortal court with him.

In the past two months, Li Ye has traveled to many places in the demon clan, met all kinds of demons and mortals, and he participated in their life stories, playing important or unimportant roles.

And now, he's leaving.

For those monks who are sleeping outside the Zhenjiang City, Li Ye is destined to be just a passing guest in their life stories, and he will definitely play a pivotal role in the lives of all the demon monks who are going to the mortal world next.

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