There are also purple wood thorns that have not been cut by the emerald green bamboo leaves on the light mask of Yiyun, constantly making a dangdang sound, but soon there is no strength to support it and falls to the ground, the purple wood thorns are completely suppressed by the emerald green bamboo leaves, and they are cut into pieces by the emerald green bamboo leaves that are rushing up!

At this time, the purple mangs in the air have slowly decreased, and all that remains is the green mangs constantly swirling in the air, and suddenly Yiyun Tong guò green and purple light and shadow faintly saw a figure, Yiyun quietly took out a flame talisman and pasted it on the peachwood sword, recited a spell, and then kicked the peachwood sword out with a kick, aiming directly at the figure!

The peachwood sword flew extremely fast in the air, and the flame rune on it also began to burn violently, and immediately spread to the entire sword body, and the peachwood sword turned fiery red, like a fire sword stabbing straight at the figure!

The fiery red peachwood sword was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the figure, and the figure obviously didn't expect that Yiyun would be able to find and attack himself under such a sinister attack, and he was caught off guard all of a sudden.

At this moment, Yiyun was much more relaxed, and these terrifying purple sword rains were all blocked by the terrifying turquoise bamboo leaves and pale green light shields, and Yiyun looked towards the figure.

I saw that the fiery peach wood sword stabbed a purple light curtain, and the figure was constantly increasing energy to support the light curtain, the peach wood sword body was trembling, and the flames on it began to invade the purple light curtain, and the figure's body seemed to be trembling, and it seemed that it was almost unable to support it.

"Boom!" the smoke filled the air, and the figure flew upside down and fell to the door, and the peachwood sword fell to the ground. Restored to his original appearance, Yiyun was afraid of running away again, and hurriedly rushed over to pick up the peachwood sword and then walked in front of the figure.

This look. Yiyun was completely dumbfounded, it was a woman in a purple dress. The most striking thing is her soft and bright green silk, before Yiyun could take a closer look, the woman in purple jumped up, shot a purple light, broke a hole in the wooden board above the first floor, and jumped up to the second floor.

Yiyun, who was about to retreat on guard, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the woman in purple jumping up to the second floor, looked around, and couldn't help but twitch in his heart. In the big battle just now, the land was in shambles, and those antiques, blue and white porcelain vases, etc., were all shattered, and they couldn't be broken anymore.

Only then did Yiyun realize what it was like to have a broken heart and broken eggs, scolded secretly, grabbed the broken flute and ran up the stairs towards the second floor.

There were no lights on the second floor, only a faint moonlight shining through the window. As soon as Yiyun came up, he found the switch and turned on the light, he didn't want to fight in the dark again.

The second floor is surrounded by a variety of calligraphy and paintings, including landscape paintings, which look extremely quaint. It's quiet, and there are some strange rocks on the shelves, and there are all kinds of shapes. However, Yiyun didn't pay attention to this, but saw the woman in purple sitting on the ground in the middle of the second floor.

"Final...... I still haven't been able to see you. Checkmate. The two beautiful eyes of the woman in purple were dull and unfocused, and there was a trace of sadness on her beautiful face. The slender hand gently stroked the ancient black helmet that Yiyun had seen on the stall, the supple green silk draped behind him, and beside him was a rusty, broken sword.

"If you want to take me, I've already found the general's sword and helmet anyway, and the only regret is that I haven't been able to see the general again......" The woman in purple looked at Yiyun and said softly slowly.

Yiyun frowned and asked, "Who is the general?"

The woman in purple gently stroked the helmet, with a little crystal in her eyes, and said softly: "He is my husband, thousands of years have passed, only this helmet and the broken sword are still his breath......

"Do you want to see your husband?" Yiyun asked softly as he looked at the black helmet, as if he understood something.

"Since you asked, will you be able to let me see the general? If you can let me see the general again, Zilian will be grateful. When Zilian heard Yiyun's words, there was a hint of hope in her beautiful eyes, and even her voice trembled a little.

"Although it can be seen by you, this is only an illusion, and you will still be affected by this demonic power and will be poisoned. Yiyun looked at the hope in Zilian's eyes, and he didn't know how to say it.

"In order to be able to see the general, I have waited for a thousand years, I don't want my life, how can Zilian be afraid of this poisoning. Zilian looked at Yiyun, her eyes were full of determination, and her slender hand grasped the helmet tightly, this day, how long did she wait.

With a wave of Yiyun's hand, a black mist appeared in this room, which was the demonic power of the spider's poison.

"You have to think about it..."

Before Yiyun could finish speaking, Zilian couldn't wait to rush into the black mist......

Scenes began to emerge......

In the quaint attic, in the room, the incense burner wafted out a faint fragrance, in front of the delicate copper mirror, there are all kinds of exquisite hostas, a woman in purple sits there, with a gentle smile on her beautiful face, there is a man behind the woman, holding a purple gold-edged wooden comb in his hand, gently combing the woman with the soft green silk.

"Zilian, I'll comb your hair every day in the future, okay?" The man's eyes were full of doting smiles.

"Yes. The woman nodded lightly and rested her head lightly on the man, her face full of happiness.

The man gently stroked the woman's green silk and took the woman into his arms.

The light flashed, and another picture appeared.

"When will you come back?" On the pavilion, under the cold moonlight, the woman in purple looked at the man in front of her in front of the window, her eyes were full of reluctance, and she held the man's hand tightly as if she was afraid that the man would disappear immediately.

"If the war is in chaos today, and the people are struggling to make a living, hey, this is also a helpless move. I just want to share the prosperity of this world with you, but the war is about to break out, and the strife continues......" The man sighed, looking at the haggard face of the woman in purple, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"You must come back safely as soon as possible...... "The woman threw herself into the man's arms and couldn't help but sob.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't cry, don't worry, I'm fine, didn't I say it, I'm going to comb your hair." The man gently patted the woman's back to comfort him, but he didn't notice that his eyes were also a little moist.

The woman suddenly remembered something, raised her teary face, then took out a wisp of green silk tied with a red rope, handed it to the man, and then continued to throw herself into the man's arms.

The man looked at the soft green silk in his hand, held it tightly in his hand, and hugged the woman tightly, as if he wanted to integrate into the other party's body, the man's eyes were hazy.

The light flashed again, and the picture was completely different.

The blood-colored sunset shone on the ruined city, and under the city, the corpses were broken and armed, and the corpses were piled up, and the general and the last few remaining soldiers were still guarding the city behind him.

In front of him is the enemy's tens of thousands of troops, and behind him, there is a crucial city, in the city, all the people, he can't retreat!

Even if there is only the last person left, the last trace of strength, he can't retreat!

"Kill, kill, kill!" the enemy roared and slaughtered these last few stubborn people, this was already a battle to be won, the enemy smiled cruelly, and his eyes were already flashing with blood-red bloodthirsty light.

"Ahh

But, he was the only one left.

The enemy roared and surrounded the generals, and the generals rushed left and right with red eyes, and everywhere they went, the enemies all fell to the ground, and the enemies were all surrounded, not daring how to come forward, but there were too many enemies, and he was only one person left......

Suddenly, the general's horse had his forelegs cut off with a slash, and he fell to the ground with a scream, and the general was thrown off, but soon he got up, waved his numb hand, and stabbed his sword into the belly of an enemy, and then pulled it out violently.

"Kala!" Suddenly, several knives slashed towards the general, the general blocked with his sword, and the long sword was broken in two, the force was especially great, the general still did not resist, was pushed a few meters away at once, and fell into the dust.

The enemy did not let go of this opportunity at all, and as soon as he swarmed up, the general's helmet was shaken away by a knife, and he had no strength, and he seemed to have lost consciousness at the enemy's slashing on his body.

"Right...... I'm sorry...... I didn't make it back...... Purple Lotus ...... I'm sorry...... I said it...... I'm going to comb your hair......" He trembled and took out a strand of green silk tied with a red rope from the torn armor on his chest, and held it tightly in his hand...... He seemed to see that the girl in the purple dress in his dream was right in front of him, smiling softly at him......

Blood stained the ground beneath him, and tears soaked the city......

Under the blood-colored sunset, only the broken city was left, and another flag was hung on the city wall......

Half of the city is smoky and sandy, the soldiers are coming to the pool, Jin Ge Iron Horse, who fights for the world.

Half of the city is smoky and sandy, blood and tears fall, and the remnants of the horse are cracked, spreading the red world.

The reincarnated swallow is still in the old bed, and brings you February flowers.

The picture disappeared, Zilian was already crying silently at this time, black mist continued to rise on her body, and the blood color was very conspicuous on her dress, but in her eyes, there was still the excitement of seeing him again after a thousand years of waiting.

Although, she had known for a long time, he had died in battle......

She waited, looking at the purple-gold wooden comb, ten, twenty, thirty years...... Her soul melted into the purple-gold wooden comb, and she slept and waited until one day, she felt the breath of the general, a black cracked helmet, and a rusty broken sword......

"Thank you...... Thank you......" Zilian barely stood up, bowed to Yiyun, and then turned into a purple glow and burrowed into the demon gourd on Yiyun's waist.

Yiyun's eyes were already moist, he wanted to say something, but he found that his throat was already choked, he stared blankly at the blood stains left by the purple lotus on the ground, and looked at the demon gourd swaying on his waist, and he burst into tears for a while.

How many white bones will be withered and sent away with black hair......

This was true in ancient times, and it is true in modern times.

Human ambition can never be satisfied.

The war never stops...... (To be continued......)