Today is the fifteenth day of the first month, and it is the Shangyuan Festival in the inland, but there will be no celebration within the rule of this Pengyu Department.

Most of the moon hangs high in the night sky, the light is like snow, although it is winter, the continuous forest, everywhere is quiet, only the occasional animal sound, the lining is very interesting.

It is said that the moonlight has a trace of the power of the Sun and Moon Treasure of the Shaozhen Dao Monarch, but in the realm of Kyushu, if it is the Eight Desolations, there is a lineage emperor to cover the heavens, but he can't detect it.

The weather was a little warmer, and the evening breeze carried a touch of mildness, because Ye Qing did not send anyone to pursue, the army of the Pengyu city-state had withdrawn along the way, and it was only a day before it was withdrawn cleanly, and there was no trace of a hundred miles all the way, only a few scouts in the forest to monitor.

"Do you want to kill?" Qianqian asked, her tone was like asking for supper tonight, following Ye Qing for a long time, the little girl had become very violent.

Ye Qing glanced at it and sent a message to some of his own scouts and hunter teams in the woods, sending them the enemy's activity location.

"We need to hurry. ”

Li Niang secretly admired the lord for bringing these hunters, don't look at their combat strength, but they bring their own dry food supplies, and do all kinds of chores very neatly, hunting savages are used to it, this kind of small-scale pursuit and battle can be handed over to them.

"It's probably about making the best use of people and showing their strengths. She pondered in her heart, summed up her experience, because Zhenjun said that she would be released to take charge of herself in the future......

The translucent silver glow of the full moon illuminates the ground clearly, and the unmelted snow is as bright as day...... The snowfield dense forest is far-reaching, and the rich Mude aura pulsates between heaven and earth, crawling, entanglement, and intersecting like ancient spiritual veins and desolate snakes.

Qianqian took a deep breath and said to Ye Qing: "Heide palms the water and the netherworld, and Chide holds the fire and revolution...... In fact, we are Qingde, in charge of the timing and wilderness ......"

"Look at these Mude aura, ancient spiritual veins, the first emperor of my vein to appear, and it is also a good luck. ”

"It's just that with the reclamation and the prosperity of humanity, these will be gone, and there will be no resistance. ”

Ye Qing smiled when he heard this: "That was before, now there is a green system, this alone can offset losses and profits, don't think about it." ”

Qianqian nodded, stopped talking, and released a concealment technique in Ye Qing, Li Niang, and Bingmei.

For some reason, the ordinary green vein spells she used here had very good results, and her breath was not leaked, which was comparable to the immortal technique used by Ye Qing's own deity.

"There's a village in front of you, and it looks like the banner of the Pengyu Division?" Her eyesight was now the sharpest in the group.

After flying for a while, I saw the village under the moonlight, and the walled fort in the center was planted with three flags with a red bottom, each feather represented a city, and the walled fort around the center was built with a grass-roofed earthen house.

In the middle of the night, a few savages dressed in cold clothes got up early and went to the river to fetch water, apparently to prepare breakfast for the people of the village.

The surface of the river is still mixed with crushed ice flowing upstream, and the clear water is slightly shiny like pebbles and spirit stones...... Looking down at the water, people are in a trance, as if they have seen a long river of starlight, and the magic of nature is amazing.

"Ahem...... "Ahem, ahem" The thin old savage who was fetching water bent down as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

The tall savage young man stroked his back nervously: "Grandpa, why don't you go back, I have pleaded with the priest, and she is very good, saying that she can let you rest for a month." ”

"That woman again?"

The old savage straightened up his rickety waist and stared at him, his cloudy gaze suddenly became sharp, and his momentum instantly startled the young man who was famous for his bravery: "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

"Don't intercede with a woman of an alien race......" said the old savage with a calm face, rejecting his grandson's kindness.

The young man pursed his lips and secretly said that he was really a stubborn old man...... Who called this his own grandfather!

"The priest has been ostracized here by the wicked, and she has not done anything bad, why has she continued the hatred of her ancestors to our generation?"

"You don't understand...... old savage taught his grandson: "I know you slept with this woman for one night, but you slept with a woman of different races, don't be deceived by her, you are the most outstanding warrior of your Qi generation, she needs your bravery and prestige...... Let her regain the favor of Aragami herself. ”

The young man helped the old savage carry water, and smiled confidently: "What does it matter? She is the concubine of the Aragami, and I took advantage of it...... There is no Qi Department anymore, only Qi Village under the jurisdiction of the city-state, I am a third-generation naturalized person, and I led the team to defeat two savage tribes last time, and I have been freed......"

"Do you think the aliens will really treat you as their own? she's just subduing and using you, taming a fierce horse......"

The grandfather and grandson continued to fetch water, arguing about the topic and carrying the bucket back to the village...... A few black dots glided through the field of vision, towards the village.

"What's that?"

The young man tilted his head and looked at the four small black dots moving slowly among the clouds, he couldn't feel his breath at all, but his eyes could see it, and he frowned: "I have to report to the priest." ”

The old savage looked up, his face changed slightly, and he patted his head: "Don't care...... Never mind, that's the High Priest of the Aliens, that's not our war......"

"Is that heresy?" the young man's face turned grim, his eyes flashed with heat, he put down the bucket, pulled his legs and ran into the village, the figure of the beautiful, holy, and gentle priestess swaying before him.

What Grandpa didn't know was that the lingering between herself and her lasted more than once, but lasted for five years, throughout their respective youths, and she promised that as long as she made great achievements, she would give a special reward...... She will conceive a child for herself and let him or her inherit the village.

"Don't go, danger ......"

The old savage threw down the bucket and chased after him a few steps, coughing in his lungs and bending over to cough up blood, an overdraft of years of slavery that had worn out the strongest warrior of the clan into a thin old man.

But he staggered forward, staring at the four little black dots that had fallen into the house of the priestess in the fort, and with some anxiety he saw his grandson running in......

After only 30 years, the third generation of children and grandchildren have forgotten the hatred of the extermination, forgotten the original belonging of this homeland, and regarded themselves as loyal dogs of different races.

The young people no longer even believe the stories in the mouths of the old people, who called the old man the only surviving witness, and the evidence is not standing, and the foreign city-state is a record with books and words, and the three of them become tigers......

"Boom"

The thunder light exploded, and the waiting young man was not a lover smiling applaudally, but her wolf bèi appearance under the siege of two alien high priests, and she was overjoyed to see him coming: "Come and help me!"

The young man joined the battle group without hesitation, and the priestess prayed for the blessings of divine power in a clear voice, and cooperated with each other tacitly to maintain the battle situation, and fought and retreated.

But in the blink of an eye, only a "poof" was heard, and a long arrow pierced through, with an unpredictable aura, piercing the priestess in an instant.

"How could it be ......?"

She looked down at the place where the sharp pain came, and the flesh and blood of her snow-white and delicate chest were blurred, revealing a cluster of arrows, and Mu Desheng's energy caused destruction, draining her divine power in an instant.

"You're wounded!" the young man cried out, kneeling down to hug her, despite the enemy's surrounding, and found her body as light as a feather.

"You ......" the priestess looked at him, her voice quickly weakening, "I'm sorry when I first started...... It's taking advantage of your ......."

The young man clenched her hand at this time: "I know, I know, don't talk......"

"If we were of the same race, if we had met sooner...... I'm sorry......" The girl pressed her face to his arms, her voice so low that she couldn't hear it, and her breath was cut off.

"No!" The young man hugged the still warm body, tears fell, his eyes were hateful to the people who were farther away, and he knew that he would never be able to take revenge, complicated feelings surged in his heart, and he leaned over and buried it in her white neck, only to hear a "poof", and the arrow cluster was inserted into his chest.

He slowly knelt down, blood pouring down.

It's just that no one paid attention to this, Li Niang and Bing Mei didn't pay attention to this savage young man at all, and the two cooperated with Madame Qian to kill the priestess with one arrow, so they rushed directly to protect the lord and join forces to level the defense of the inner fort.

"Kill, kill all the people of the city!" When several people saw the well-dressed people, they killed them directly, killing all the relatives and guards of the priestess, and then went around the village, and when they saw that the wild people were fleeing in all directions, and no one resisted or retaliated, they disappeared into the sky.

Outside the priestess's room, the old savage staggered over, looked at the corpse of his grandson, froze with tears in his eyes, and turned away silently for a moment, not parting from the young lovers who had embraced each other.

Originally, the savage slaves in the same village had all escaped, and only the old savage was left alone in the empty village.

If he was dozens of years younger, he would scold, whip, and even kill the fugitives to rebuild the Qi tribe, but at this time, the body was thin and had no strength, and the grandson who pinned his hopes on had already died with the enemy's woman.

What's more, this third generation has not remembered the Qi tribe.

"Forget it...... Never mind...... There has been no Qi tribe here for a long time...... Just let me go back to the patriarch alone, to see ...... Mo'er. ”

The old savage staggered to the depths of the woods, where there was a simple stele forest, which was the last memorial of the Qibu people.

The old man wiped off the snow on the tombstone and read the names on it, recalling the people who were once alive.

Until the last tombstone, which was often cleaned and bloomed around it, the old man's cloudy eyes became more and more blurred, and the passage of time made the beautiful face of the girl become misty in memory, but she was forever fixed at that flower-like age......

I still remember her favorite song: "Spring is coming, flowers are blooming...... Lang went hunting, and my sister dressed up ......"

"I didn't come before, because I wanted the Qi tribe to rebuild. ”

"Now there's nothing...... I'm coming!"

In the secluded woods, the coughing sound was so low that it was not heard, and the gray figure hit the tombstone, and fell down heavily, the blood stained the tombstone and snowflakes, this lonely and lonely stele forest is the grave of a group of people dying silently.

Ye Qing, who was far away, suddenly had some inexplicable feelings, turned around to look back, and continued to go.

Those who want to die, can stay, and no one will pull forward.

Rest in peace, or a kind of belonging.

It's just that no one remembers.