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The torrential rain in midsummer came rough and abruptly, and it went neatly, without the slightest reluctance, and when Xu Chen and the little maid walked to the shore of the lake at the foot of the mountain, the rain stopped. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The rain rests, and the boat returns.

Xu Chen picked up the boat with one hand and dumped the rainwater accumulated in the cabin.

The boat roamed again on the calm Yanming Lake.

After a rainstorm, the air on the lake becomes extremely clean and fresh, and the summer heat is swept away, and the lake breeze fills the lake with the slightly sweet smell of broken green branches.

The boat sailed into a corner of the lotus field.

Here the lotus branches are broken, the lotus flowers are broken, and the lake water is turbid, and it looks very miserable.

The thunder and lightning on the heavenly dome, no matter how powerful it is, cannot cause such a picture.

On the lotus leaves floating on the lake, some traces of iron slag can be faintly seen.

Xu Chen looked at the broken lotus branches in the lake, and said with a smile: "Keep the residual lotus...... Listen to the thunder. ”

Near the wilderness, even in the middle of summer, it is extremely cool, and after the summer rains abundantly, it is rare to hear thunder.

The rain is getting more, it does not mean that this place can be like the south, digging the lake and planting lotus, only the general's mansion has a lotus pond, only a few people can see the residual lotus, naturally there will not be too many people in this border city will be like the poet and scribe to the residual lotus lamentation.

However, when the people inside saw the remnants of the Chaoyang cavalry in the meadow outside the city, they had to be shocked and emotional, and even shocked to the point of speechlessness.

For many years, the Chaoyang army has basically not suffered any losses, and the northeast border army commanded by General Ximen Wang has never lost a battle, why is the cavalry outside the city a remnant?

Actually, this is just a misunderstanding that is not wonderful.

He didn't lose the battle in the wasteland, but he traveled thousands of miles, his armor was stained with dust, his horses were tired, and the most important thing was that everyone's faces were full of numbness, and there was an atmosphere of decay in the ranks, so they were mistaken for remnants.

The reason why the soldiers of Chaoyang were numb was the man from the Snow Country in the mountains and forests not far away.

The man's leather robe was already in tatters, blood mixed with dust, smeared on the clothes he had stolen from nowhere, and he looked so tired that he could even collapse at any moment.

It was such a seriously wounded man, who followed the Chaoyang cavalry from the depths of the wasteland and came all the way to it, and never fell.

The Chaoyang cavalry looked at the man in the distance, their expressions were very numb, and there was even some awe in their eyes.

In the past few days, that man has always followed the Chaoyang cavalry, always ready to rush to the camp to assassinate General Ximen Wang, he tried seventeen times, failed seventeen times, but he persevered.

It's not that the Chaoyang cavalry doesn't want to kill that man, it's just that that the man used his strength and perseverance to prove that he was very difficult to kill, especially when the Chaoyang soldiers didn't want to pay the price of burning jade.

Sniping and counter-sniping, assault and encirclement, in this long journey, happened constantly, and then ended in silence, the man could not kill General Ximen Wang.

Simon Wang and the invincible cavalry under his command could not kill the man.

There were too many times, and all the Chaoyang cavalry, even the proudest generals, were a little numb in the face of the powerful man who was already like a beggar.

The sound of horses' hooves arose, and the vigilant cavalry split a road.

Simon looked at Shen on the meadow in the distance, without any emotion on his face.

In the past few days, the Chaoyang cavalry tried every means to trap and kill this Demon Sect powerhouse, and almost succeeded several times, but was finally escaped by the other party, and Shen also had several chances to successfully get close to Ximen Wang, forcing Ximen Wang to start a fierce battle with him.

Ximen Wang is not fighting alone, he has countless cavalry as escorts, so in this continuous battle, after all, he must be cautious to fall into the absolute disadvantage.

Now Shen has been seriously injured, and he does not have the demeanor of a strong man of the Demon Sect at all, and is more like a poor beggar, but Shen is not dead, and Shen still insists on killing him.

Ximen Wang was also not lightly injured, and the armor made by the academy on his body was finally officially destroyed the day before yesterday under the invasion of the demonic blood-colored giant knife in Shen's hand.

"Behind me is there. ”

Simon looked at Shen on the meadow in the distance, and said indifferently, "You don't have a chance." ”

Shen said, "I said you were old. ”

Ximen Wang said: "I also said that the words of old age and infirmity mean nothing to you and me. ”

Shen said: "The problem is that your heart is old, from the moment you decide to tell you to be old, you are really old, old is weak, if you are a hundred miles away, you will definitely die in my hands." ”

Simon looked silent, and found that what the other party said was right.

"But I have, I have countless iron horsemen who are loyal to me. ”

Simon Wang said, "And you are only one person." ”

Shen said: "If you could understand that fighting is a one-person thing after all, or you wouldn't have made so many mistakes, and you wouldn't be as old as you are now. ”

In the middle of summer, the grass grows and the eagle flies.

Shen had countless wounds on his body, and the blood was still dripping, and when it fell on the grass, it began to burn.

Simon Wang blocked his lips with his fist and began to cough, blood spilling from his fingers, like a wounded eagle on a rock wall.

Eagles are generally called eagles.

It's just that eagles can grow old, but people can't grow old.

Thousands of years ago, the Snow Country people were the masters of the northern prairie of the mainland, so until today, this grassland is still called the wasteland, and there are eagles on the grassland, so the Snow Country people are good at raising eagles, even if they are defeated by the rising sun and forced to move north to the extreme north cold region, the Snow Country people still have not given up raising eagles.

Ximen Wang is from the Snow Country, and Shen is also from the Snow Country, so they are no strangers to raising eagles.

Looking at Shen who was dressed in tattered and dirty clothes like a beggar on the meadow by the mountain forest in the distance, Ximen Wang suddenly remembered his experience of boiling eagles when he was a child, and remembered the picture of the young eagle that was not very old and immature on the iron frame, but always refused to bow its stubborn head and hold its head high.

Returning south from the depths of the wasteland, killing each other all the way, he was always confident, thinking that he was tormenting like an eagle, taking advantage of the anger and hatred of the other party, making the other party unable to close his eyes, and consuming all his spirit in the boring battle day after day.

Ximen Wang originally thought that he was about to succeed, he watched with his own eyes that the true qi in Shen's body gradually withered, his spirit gradually tired, and his solid body became ordinary, he could be injured and began to bleed, he thought that Shen's blood would dry up during the long journey, and finally fall down like the young eagle back then.

However, he didn't expect that Shen did not fall, but instead felt unprecedented exhaustion, weakness, and even a touch of tiredness in the deepest part of his body.

Could it be that he is the eagle that is boiled?

Ximen Wang kept coughing, and blood kept spilling from the fist that was blocking his lips, but the expression on his face was still cold and calm, and his deep-set eyes were as cold as ice.

Being old is not scary.

Whether in the steppes or on the rock walls on the shores of Atami, only the eagle is the real eagle.

He put down his fist, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his lips, looked at Shen in the distance with an expressionless face and said: "Your perseverance surprised me a little, but after all, it was just a surprise, you are not your teacher after all, you will never be able to threaten me until you cross that threshold." ”

Shen looked down at the long grass under his feet that was ignited by his own blood.

The continuous battles left him seriously wounded, and those seemingly inconspicuous cavalry of the Shen Army, under the strong military discipline and tactical organization, brought him a lot of trouble, and as the true qi in his body gradually dried up, the seemingly indestructible body finally bled under those swords and arrows.

The Demon Sect has withered, and his Demon Sect is more like a lonely person walking in the world, not to mention that compared with the countless Taoist priests in the Western Jin Dynasty Temple, even compared with the traitor Ximen Wang, he seems so weak.

In a sense, the Demon Sect in the world today is him.

He is the Demon Sect.

He is the last spirit and pride of the Demon Sect, so he can't fall.

So even though he was seriously injured and couldn't see any hope, he still fought silently with Ximen Wang and thousands of Chaoyang cavalry to this moment, and the battle was to the bottom.

Shen raised his head, looked at Ximen Wang, who was among the countless cavalry guards, and said: "Look at your body that seems to be strong but is actually like rotten wood, and ask your heart that seems to be strong but is actually like a lump of mud, if I really can't threaten you, why did you turn around and say these words to me at this time?"

Ximen Wang was silent for a long time, and then said: "You can't follow me back to the capital, the Central Plains is a world shrouded in the glory of the gods, and the sky can't tolerate you, what can you do?"

As the last and most powerful remnant of the Demon Sect, Shen can live freely in the wasteland, and he can confront Ye Su across the peak, but he knows very well that if he really goes to the Central Plains, then he will inevitably face the endless pursuit and killing of the powerhouses of the Western Jin Dynasty Temple, which is a dead end after all.

"I really can't go into the Central Plains. ”

Shen looked not far away and said, "I don't even dare to enter that city, but I have already hurt you, and I have made you weak and nervous, so I know that you are destined to die." ”

Simon said, "Why do you say these meaningless words? ”

"I won't do things that don't make sense, and I won't say things that don't make sense. I'm definitely not the only one in the world who wants to kill you, when you leave the barracks and return to the capital, or when you return to old age, those unjust souls in the steaming drawer, the little ghosts on the way to death in vain, will come to your back and ask for your life. Those unjust souls will be grateful that I chased you all the way, and I will be grateful to those unjust souls for chasing you to death. ”

Shen finally nodded to Ximen Wang, and said, "I wish you a happy old age and a wonderful death." ”

With that, he turned away from the meadow and disappeared into the forest.