It's sunset, and a strange story has just been staged here, and a magical snow lotus blooming in this barren border city in a desperate situation!

The sunset, the broken knife, the lonely city, and the blood on the ground that is mottled, solidified, and gradually covered with yellow sand!

The west wind, the corpses, the backs, only the prayer flags are withered, broken, and crumbling in the corner of the city tower!

Wen Yunfeng went back, Bian Long went back, and the group of people also went back, and the gate of the West City Gate once again kept the blue-faced and fanged beasts out, and then theirs and their blood remained forever and forever on this piece of yellow sand less than a few steps away from the city gate.

Night once again descends on the innocent earth, it wants to devour all light, hope and life, and all it leaves behind is a dream, but how many people are living nightmares in this cruel night?

The hut courtyard should have been peaceful in the hazy moonlight, but tonight it was destined to boil, because the life and death of the hero were uncertain, so it was impossible for these people to leave.

The outside of the small courtyard was densely packed with people, including the people who witnessed all this during the day today, and the people who rushed to pray for the meeting after hearing the voice, and of course Bian Long was among these people.

Different people, different hearts, there are thousands of people in this world with thousands of emotions, this is almost impossible to repeat, but here tonight, in the moonlight, their emotions are repeated, they are all praying for heroes, regretting for ignorance, palpitations for the future.

Bian Long didn't speak, and the others didn't speak, they just stood there quietly, quietly looking at the small courtyard and praying, no matter if Wen Yunfeng could wake up or not? They were going to leave and continue to live, but at least at this moment they didn't have the meaning of leaving, there were not many people who could stick to the moment, and it was fortunate to have one more moment!

So what was going on in the courtyard? What happened to Wen Yunfeng? Will he be able to wake up? Will this be his last sword or his last sword? None of this is known, but there must be someone who is more worried and anxious than anyone outside the house at this moment.

On the small wooden bed, Wen Yunfeng was lying there quietly, the dust and blood stains on his body had already been dealt with, but it was still not difficult to imagine the serious injury to him from the blow today.

Lan Lin sat quietly on the edge of the bed, Wen Nan sat on the small stool and looked at his father's face blankly, they didn't speak, maybe they should have said everything, and they didn't shed tears, because the red and swollen eyes should have shed a lot of tears.

Since they are willing to wait here, willing to suppress tears, and willing to leave some words, it proves that Wen Yunfeng will definitely be able to wake up, and the closer people are, the more accurate their intuition is!

The night slowly drove towards dawn, and finally the dawn light slanted in through the crack in the door and hit Wen Yunfeng's pale face, perhaps it was these prayers and waits that alarmed the heavens, or perhaps it was the dawn of dawn that warmed his face that was about to be cold.

"Ahem, cough, cough" A series of coughing sounds broke the silence, his eyes were a little dazzling, Wen Yunfeng tried to fight for a while before finally opening his eyes, and slowly looked towards the bedside, a simple action was so difficult for Wen Yunfeng.

Seeing this situation, Lan Lin should have laughed, and Wen Nan should have laughed too, but neither of them laughed when they should laugh, and the tears that had been silent all night finally found a reason to release.

Wen Yunfeng smiled weakly and said, "Lin Er, don't cry, it's not beautiful when you cry!"

Looking at Xiao Wen Nan, no matter how weak Wen Nan was, Wen Yunfeng still stretched out his warm and resolute palm to touch Wen Nan's little head, and murmured: "My son doesn't cry, remember to never cry next to a woman, otherwise she will be more reluctant than you!"

Wen Nan held his father's generous, warm and vicissitudes of palm, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes on his shoulder, looked at his father with a smile and said, "Nan'er is a man! Nan'er can't cry!"

Looking at his sensible and somewhat stubborn son, Wen Yunfeng also smiled with relief, no matter what happens to him in the future? Wen Yunfeng can be sure that as long as he is stubborn, he will definitely be able to live a wonderful life!

But at this time, Lan Lin's tears couldn't be restrained, Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "What a person, and he still cries like a child!"

Lan Lin choked up and said: "The most valuable thing for a woman is tears, who can she leave if she doesn't give it to the person she loves the most?"

Looking at Lan Lin, Wen Yunfeng put away his smile, for a moment he hated this river and lake, not because he hated the bloody rain that the rivers and lakes brought him, but because he hated the endless pain he brought to the person he loved the most after the bloody rain.

Wen Yunfeng struggled to get up and hug Lan Lin, but it seemed a little difficult for him who was weak, but Lan Lin didn't stop it, because she needed this hug, and the more difficult the hug, the more she couldn't give up halfway. And at this moment, for Wen Yunfeng, even if the hug is followed by death, he must give his lover a hug.

Finally, Wen Yunfeng still struggled to sit up and hugged Lan Lin tightly into his arms, how could a man have no tears? If a man really loves a woman, how can he restrain the tears of love. They hugged each other, felt each other's warmth and love, and wet each other's clothes with tears.

After hugging for a long, long time, Lan Lin finally spoke: "Brother Wen, can you still go?"

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "Now?"

Lan Lin said, "That's right, it's now. ”

Wen Yunfeng knew that it was a little difficult, but he still replied without hesitation: "Yes!"

A man only has the ability to do it in front of the person he loves the most, and only this kind of recklessness will bring him infinite "vanity", and love still needs some such "vanity" to be sweet.

Lan Lin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you out, Brother Bian Long and the old folks in Border City have been waiting outside all night, how can you leave with confidence if you don't go out to see them?"

With that, Lan Lin helped Wen Yunfeng slowly get out of bed and slowly walked towards the outside of the house.

Listening to the sound of "creaking, creaking" from the small courtyard, the people waiting outside the small courtyard also cheered up and waited for the courtyard door to be opened, they knew that they had waited all night to finally have a result, but they didn't dare to guess the result easily, and they didn't know whether the result was good or bad?

There was another "creaking, creaking" sound of the door opening, and the people waiting outside the small courtyard responded to the voice, and they could finally smile and tears of joy with confidence.

"Heroes, Heroes, Heroes......"

The greatest praise, the most heartfelt joy, the most sincere tears, they expressed their respect for Wen Yunfeng in their own way, the title of "hero" seems very hypocritical, very heavy, and very pale in many cases, but at this moment there seems to be no better description except for these two words.

Bian Long stepped forward and put his hands on Wen Yunfeng, he should have prepared a thousand words before this moment, but at this moment he didn't know what to say, he didn't dare to look directly at Wen Yunfeng's eyes and turned his head to the side.

After being silent for a while, he still shouted, "Brother Wen,......"

Wen Yunfeng interrupted Bian Long's words and said, "Needless to say, Brother Bian Long, my brother understands in his heart that for the border city, for peace, and for perseverance, you and I are not wrong!"

Bian Long smiled and said, "Brother, I'm relieved to have your words!"

Lan Lin and Wen Nan stood quietly a few steps behind Wen Yunfeng, at this moment Wen Nan suddenly felt that his father was not only a martial arts master, but should be changed to a more in-depth adjective, although he couldn't think of it now, but one day he would come up with it.

Wen Nan muttered and asked, "Mother, why are you helping your father out?"

Lan Lin smiled and asked, "Kid, why not?"

Wen Nan said stupidly: "Father is not in good health, shouldn't he be allowed to rest well?"

Looking at Wen Yunfeng and looking at his husband, Lan Lin put away his smile and replied seriously: "That's right, he does need to have a good rest, but if one day he knows that there are so many people who are worried and anxious about them, he will definitely blame himself, regret and sadness, if the person I love blames, regrets and is sad, then I would rather him die!"

Mother's words stung Wen Nan deeply, he tried hard to refute, but he never opened his mouth because he never found a reason to refute, when a person wants to refute his relatives, he must think about this issue more seriously, but in this case he has not found a reason to refute, then this reason should not exist.