Rivers and lakes?

In the rivers and lakes in troubled times, it is difficult to see the eldest sons and daughters, it is difficult to see the overlord Yingfa, and it is difficult to see the beautiful woman.

The iron rider has passed, I don't know how many young people have been crushed, and how many people who have long hoped for the boudoir.

has a heart for her husband, but she can't go back to heaven.

There are countless joys and sorrows, unclear separation, and drunkenness. Mu Chenhao doesn't know his daughter's feelings, he doesn't understand his family's thoughts, he only knows that he has been in turmoil since he was a child, and the war has calmed everything, he only knows that he has urinated like maggots since he was a child, living between the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood.

The cold light in the gilded halberd tent shone brightly on the shelf, Su Hu was not angry and arrogant, and he didn't mind that there were more dead souls on the halberd.

Some people say that he is so ambitious, happy to chase the ethereal road to immortals. Some people say that he cares about all sentient beings and is willing to go to the Buddha Hall for the sake of all sentient beings. Some people say that heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. The sky is above, all things are just ants, even if the stars are eye-catching, they can only raise their hands and annihilate, the heavens are the most ruthless, people, how can they only live for themselves?

Anyway, if you can't help yourself, how can you survive the world. In the end, it is rare to envy the detached people who are willing to give up the red dust and go to find a paradise abroad.

The iron clothes were striking, and the halberd slashed down at the head, and there was no turning back as if he were dead. There are generals who will be disarmed and returned to the field, Su Hu does not wield a halberd, and wants to die to fight Mu Chenhao, the commander of Tianyandu.

In the night of ink, I don't know how many people have been buried who have not returned. In the dark, there is no more beautiful general, no more Tianyan commander, and some are just two people who are dyed red and are more alive and dead. Mu Chenhao stretched out his arms and spears, and once again resisted the halberd, his fierce fist was like a hungry python waiting to be hunted, and finally took advantage of the situation to come out of the cage and attack towards Mu Chenhao's exposed weak armpits. If he hits, he sees blood splashed three feet, and the punch is really like a big python, probing into his abdomen and pulling out all those fragile organs.

Even if it was killed, when he couldn't get his wish, Mu Chenhao raised his knees forward, turned the gilded halberd with a spinning spear, and then retreated half a step in a steep figure, mysterious and dangerous. Carrying a gun in one hand, a half-foot short blade suddenly appeared in the other palm, and the dim and simple light flowed, wanting to cut off the seven-inch snake head of the fierce python. A punch was exhausted, Su Hu returned the halberd with one hand and swung it again, leaving no room for breathing, the halberd blade pulled down, hooked the silver spear body to force it to retract the knife and palm the gun, coiled the halberd forward, and the tip of the halberd pierced Mu Chenhao's face door.

"Boom!" After a burst of fighting soldiers, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard in the darkness, and it fell silent again. After a long time, I vaguely saw someone getting up from the ground: "This foot is unexpected." ”

Mu Chenhao's left side of his face was slightly numb, a blood stain slowly seeped out scarlet, and he looked at the person in front of him quietly, if it weren't for Fang Cai's foot, I am afraid that the halberd would have pierced into his brain, splashing white and red all over the ground. But this sudden kick also hurt Su Hu's stomach churning, and he was very sour.

The fire outside the tent was very abruptly ignited, swaying and swaying through the tent and extremely dazzling. Su Hu stood with his eyes narrowed slightly: "If you don't fight the trapped beasts, wait, I'm really surprised." ”

What is the brave champion of the three armies, what is undefeated in a hundred battles, as the first general of the expedition under the command of the local king, how can it be compared to the ordinary city commander? When the words fell, Mu Chenhao's eyes condensed slightly, and he subconsciously clenched the silver spear in his hand.

Looking at the person in front of me again, it was like a different person. Or, the current Su Hu is the general whose corpses are strewn all over the field and rivers of blood, and who carries thousands of dead souls. The murderous aura that rushed to his face, the depressed people could hardly breathe, step by step, step through the endless corpses, invincible!

Don't wear battle armor, don't command soldiers and horses, only rely on the halberd in your hand, only rely on killing qi, and suppress all beings!

Another halberd split, as if it was not a human soldier, but a mountain pressed on, to suppress all the people under the mountain into powder, disappear invisible.

In a trance, before Mu Chenhao could react, a white mark came from outside the tent, only to see the white light lightly, if the sword provoked the momentum of Huashan, it was like a sword against the shape of the five mountains.

But a three-foot sword bears a mountain.

"Yan Lingchuan is also a wonderful person. Looking at the sword momentum, Su Hu put away his halberd and opened his mouth before he could see the person in front of him. In a purple robe, Yan Lingchuan entered the account with his sword, stood side by side with Mu Chenhao, and replied: "It's just a poor person who was forced to resist." ”

Su Hu shook his head: "Yancheng has guarded too much, I, Su Hu, have been fighting for all these years, don't say that this Tianyan Capital, even if it is a city several times larger, it may not have the ability of the two." After a while, he said: "I'm a little curious, why are the two of you willing to deign to this little Tianyandu, if it's really interesting, I'm afraid it's not a problem to mix up with the king of the place, right?"

Yan Lingchuan didn't answer, and asked back: "No, isn't General Su Hu also willing to be a subordinate and be a hard-working person hanging from his waist?" ”

Suddenly, Su Hu laughed madly, bent over with laughter, laughed out of two lines of tears, and stopped for a long time: "In fact, I have met many fools who came to persuade peace at night before, and I really think that I am a hidden immortal in the surrounding mountains, and I am peaceful and stable." Bullshit, bullshit! It's not that I cut it into mud with a knife and a halberd and throw it out to feed people and dogs, what kind of so-called peace is there, either there is no quarrel between each other, or absolute suppression, otherwise, people will always covet everything in the hands of others. Ambition is far from being as easy to satisfy as appetite. ”

Laughing very tired, Su Hu stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that refused to fall on his face, and his eyes took advantage of the faint firelight, dazzling and terrifying: "As for people, even if they die, they have to taste the taste of those things that have not been tasted." ”

Sighing lightly, Su Hu sighed, Yan Lingchuan sighed, as if he was spitting out a mouthful of turbidity, and he was relieved of his tense breath. On the side, Mu Chenhao was silent, wiped off the slightly solidified bright red on his face, and looked at the two quietly, not understanding why they sighed and why they sighed.

Born in troubled times, but the insistence is different, so you can only fight each other.

"Report! General Su, Tianyan has soldiers coming!" Maybe the battle was too sudden, so shocked that they lost their sense of proportion and messed up, at this moment, Fang remembered their invincible general, a soldier hurriedly ran into the tent, but in the darkness there were vaguely three figures, slightly stunned, and came back to their senses. Listening to Su Hu's indifferent voice again: "At this moment, do you still need to say it?"

As the soldiers shouted, a large number of soldiers poured in with the iron clothes of the soldiers, taking advantage of the night and the firelight, there were only swords and sword shadows, and fierce eyes were terrifyingly bright.

The smoke of the torches billowed on the slightly cool iron armor, on the slowly flowing pool of blood, on the slowly frozen corpses, and on the hideous faces of all the living people full of desire to survive.

The whole camp was as bright as day.

Su Hu turned around, turned his back on Mu Yan and the others, and slowly walked to the armor, holding the halberd in one hand, and lightly touching the tight lines of the armor with the other hand, smelling a little blood and sadness.

"Don't talk about it, I'm tired of it, I don't know how many people argue with me, and those who can't argue have been killed by me. ”

Mu Chenhao lowered his head and glanced at his feet, which were tightly wrapped in leather shoes, but he still had the illusion that he was soaked very uncomfortable, maybe, he had to kill through here to be free.

The main tent could no longer bear the destruction, and collapsed towards everyone in the tent, wanting to use his meager weight to die with a few unlucky people, and then it was full of ruins. When the soldiers crawled out under the tent in great embarrassment, they had already disappeared from their own General Su and the purple-robed swordsman, and there was only one person in front of them, standing with a spear crossed, indifferently facing each other.

Man is always a strange creature, and when he encounters something fearful, he will never try to find out what he is, or he will try to run away, or he will want to destroy it.

As a result, some soldiers looked at the man with a little suppressed eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt tightness in his chest, and he couldn't help but turn red in his eyes, and he roared angrily and rushed towards him. The person next to him almost didn't slow down, subconsciously followed him and shouted, and rushed after him. When the others saw someone moving forward, they were dazed and angry, and they also shouted indifferently and rushed over.

The soldier who took the lead in the charge was the first to run in front of Mu Chenhao, and with a moment's hesitation and momentary sluggishness, he immediately fiercely slashed at Mu Chenhao's head with a knife, using his greatest strength to cut off the head of the person in front of him as quickly as possible. Mu Chenhao wouldn't give him a chance, before his knife came, or, when he rushed here, maybe earlier, Mu Chenhao had already raised the silver spear in his hand.

"Poof!" The spear pierced the armor, and the sound of blood gushing was always particularly harsh, as if impermanence swam by itself, and experienced a ghost gate in a trance.

This is a pawn, either for the future, or for survival. It's a pity that there is no moment for him to shine on the lintel, let alone his demeanor of killing the enemy general, just a shot, all hopes are dashed, turned into a pinch of loess, drenched in bright red, sprinkled on the already filthy earth. It was just a shot, and his life was lost, and the knife in his hand that he was proud of to save his life was thrown away and lay on the cold ground.

In the eyes of others, the gun provoked a hundred-pound armored man, and the blood was like rain, and he felt deeply shocked and warned. No one cares about the fearless bravery of the man, and no one cares about the inspiring chant of the man. To be dead is to be dead, and no one will try to remember a poor man who suddenly became a dead soul.

However, no one stopped the charge because of the shock in front of them, and still charged towards the murderer who was as unattainable as a mountain.

Kill or be killed. The desperate desire to survive has actually inspired a large number of killing opportunities, like wolves, desperately moving forward for the hot piece of minced meat in the snow.

Mu Chenhao drew his gun, and the lifeless corpse was thrown to the ground, smashing up the large pool of crimson blood that had not yet coagulated, and slashing the gun forward.

If you come, you will kill a few people!