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(PS: Tell me about the repetition of chapters forty-three and forty-four.) Because of yesterday's backstage convulsions, Chapter 43 was changed twice, so in order not to let the friends who automatically subscribe lose money in vain, so I modified Chapter 44 on the top of the repeated Chapter 43. Now you can see it on the PC side, friends on the mobile phone, if you see that the content of the two chapters is still the same, delete the secretary from the bookshelf, and then re-collect it, and refresh it again, you can see the normal content. I've tried it myself and there is no problem. Finally, I apologize for the inconvenience caused by my mistake. ）

Thinking of this, Su Changan's state of mind that had just calmed down became a little restless inexplicably.

Maybe tomorrow he's going to die.

He didn't become a swordsman like Mo Tingyu, and he couldn't go to the sea of stars to meet those people he wanted to see again.

He couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He began to miss Kitachi and Nagato.

Is it still snowing? Is your dad still drinking heavily?

Thinking about it, my heart became more and more sad.

I am sad that I may never see them again, and I am sad that I can't die calmly like Mo Tingyu did back then.

Die.

This word, for a teenager like him, is still too heavy after all.

He finally found that he couldn't calm down and cultivate. Even falling asleep was a little difficult for him.

And tonight, for many, too.

One hundred and twenty miles north of Chang'an City, there is a small town.

This town is called Langtuo Town.

It's just a very ordinary town.

There are no bizarre legends, and there are no hidden masters.

If there's anything out of the ordinary, it's in the corner of the town. A mother and son moved in a few days ago.

My mother is around forty years old and quite beautiful. As for the son, he looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is very well-behaved.

There have been no new residents in Langtuo Town for many years, but all young people who have some skills want to go to Chang'an City, which is not far away, to get ahead, so in recent years, the residents of Langtuo Town have been decreasing, and now there are only eight or nine hundred people.

The mayor of Langtuo Town is a very enthusiastic old man.

From the day the mother and son came to town, he brought some blind dates over to ask if they needed some help.

After all, in his opinion, orphans and widows come to a foreign land, and nine times out of ten they encounter some difficulties.

But strangely, the mother and son seem to be hiding from something, and their inquiries are perfunctory, and they don't seem to want to have too much contact with them.

The old mayor pondered that perhaps the mother and son had just encountered great difficulties, so it was not surprising that they were a little wary of outsiders. So he would ask someone to visit the mother and son every other day, thinking that they would understand his good intentions. But the more he did this, the more the mother and son avoided the townspeople.

Later, he simply forgot about it and let the mother and son go.

But tonight, a group of people sneaked into the town and secretly surrounded the hut where the mother and son lived.

"Young Master. Everyone is ready. A man in black walked up to a man with a spear on his back and said.

"Hmm. The man nodded, looked at the dilapidated hut with deep eyes, and said, "Go over there, but remember, you can hurt people, but you can't kill them." ”

"Yes!" the man in black nodded, and lifted the black mask around his neck to hide his appearance, and then gestured to his companions lurking around, and at that moment the group moved towards the hut.

Then there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping, and the hut fell into a panic.

The man with the spear still stood far away, silent, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that a conversation reached his ears.

"Who are you?"

"Is it from the Eight Desolations? My husband has already done that for you!!Why don't you let us go?"

"I beg you, let us go!!we're not going to say anything!!"

The woman's voice sounded with a crying voice, accompanied by the cry of a boy.

"I'm sorry, but only the dead can keep secrets forever. ”

A deep voice rang out at the same time.

The man with the spear on his back finally smiled at this moment.

His figure moved, the spear on his back whistling, glowing scarlet in the sparse starlight.

Linsha City is located in the hinterland of the Great Wei Dynasty.

The north is close to Chang'an, and to the south, you can vaguely see a flowing river, that big river, famous far and near, called the Li River.

Such a terrain is destined to Linsha City to be the first line of defense of Chang'an City in the face of Jiangdong.

In the last years of the previous dynasty, when the Holy Emperor and the other two world-famous people divided the world, Linsha City was garrisoned by the ghost stars who were the arms of the Holy Emperor at that time.

For example, although it is peaceful today, the group of swordsmen in Jiangdong have always sharpened their knives and never stopped.

For this reason, two more gods were transferred from Xiliang by Sima Xu a few days ago.

This is, of course, a very unwise thing.

Xiliang lost again and again in the battle with the barbarians, if it weren't for the new god general Beitong Xuanshang still has some ability, then I'm afraid, the twenty-eight cities of Xiliang have already been handed over, and the Great Wei soldiers can only shrink in Beiling Pass, avoiding the wolf riders of the barbarians.

No matter how you look at it, it is extremely inappropriate to transfer Xiliang's troops at this time. But Sima Xu's power covers the sky after all, and his words in the middle of the court that only by stopping civil strife can the border troubles be calmed make the officials who oppose him speechless.

Zhong Anhe and Yiyang Prefecture, the two gods, complained about this, but in the end, they had to obey the order, came to this Linsha City, and watched the river in front of them all day long, drinking and living.

Today's weather is not bad.

The two young gods were bored, and they met at the head of the city, drank wine, and chatted about some interesting things during the battle in Xiliang.

This is also the only benefit of coming to this Linsha City.

The Taishou of Linsha City is no more than six grades, but the two gods are real second-grade officials, and the Taishou who is powerful and blessed in Linsha City on weekdays doesn't even dare to breathe in front of them. The two of them are here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the emperors of the soil.

The days are comfortable, but the battle-hardened two have not slackened off because of this, and they have been arming day and night every day, monitoring the group of swordsmen on the other side of the Li River.

Of course, they didn't really want to fight those swordsmen.

Not to mention the death of the young Heavenly Wounded Star, even the group of notoriously lethal swordsmen under his command were enough to make the two gods who had long been accustomed to life and death frightened.

All they had to do was monitor the movements of the group of swordsmen and report them to the court in time.

As for the hands-on matter, if there is a debtor, it is better to hand it over to His Royal Highness the reborn.

Thinking of this, the two of them drank another pot of wine, and were about to summon the soldiers to go to the Taishou Mansion to bring some good wine, but an exclamation suddenly came.

"General! There is a movement on the river!"

The two of them were shocked when they heard this, and all the wine they had just had on dissipated at this moment.

They hurried to the top of the city wall and looked into the distance.

With their eyes, they could see at a glance, in the dark, above the rolling river.

A small boat is slowly coming from the other side of the river.

On top of the boats stood a figure dressed in white, wearing a hat and carrying a long knife.

And on the bow of the boat at the front, there was also a figure, his dress seemed to be no different from those swordsmen behind him, but Zhong Anhe and Yiyangzhou recognized him at a glance - the sky hurts the stars, and the sword slave cherishes the wind!

Even though they were far away, the swordsman seemed to feel the gaze of the two of them, and his head suddenly lifted up from under the lily hat, and a ray of essence shot out of his eyes, through the layers of mist above the Li River, and reached the hearts of the two of them.

The hearts of the two gods trembled, and they didn't have time to think about why the group had crossed the river and arrived nearly a month earlier than they had received. They just hurriedly withdrew their gaze, turned to look at the soldiers, and said loudly.

"Hurry up and prepare the horse! Hurry up and send it to Chang'an!"

"Let's just say, the Chu family's swordsmen are back!"