Town and city.

The war that poured into the sky shone through the city like daylight.

Fighter planes took off one after another.

The city gates in all directions were wide open, and a vast army was coming and going.

One day and one night, no one expected that this war would heat up so quickly and directly enter a white-hot stage.

The huge city is like a war machine running.

And Huo Zhenxiao is equivalent to the head of this giant war machine.

Military orders are issued quickly.

Military orders are like mountains, and the words are followed.

"Report!"

Bai Qi suddenly rushed into the barracks and interrupted Huo Zhenxiao's movements: "Master, report from all armies, there were hidden people and top mercenaries on the battlefield, causing considerable losses to our army in all sides."

While talking, Bai Qi's expression was extremely complicated.

There is anger, hatred, and sorrow...

Without waiting for Huo Zhenxiao to speak, he clasped his fists and said, "People also want to approve it. I am willing to lead a army out of the city to fight!"

"Um?!"

Huo Zhenxiao raised his sword eyebrows lightly and looked at Bai Qi in surprise: "A general should not do this. What's your mood?"

Hearing words.

Master Kongkong, who was sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures, also opened his eyes and looked at Bai Qi.

The white and red tiger eyes were filled with mist.

On the battlefield, the danger of life and death.

Men don’t cry easily, but they are not sad.

He has long been accustomed to separation from life and death when he is on the battlefield.

But this time, ripples were still rippling in his heart.

"Your Majesty, my soldiers... just left."

Bai Qi's voice was low and sad.

"Your soldier?"

Huo Zhenxiao suddenly reacted: "Are you talking about the soldiers under your commander?"

"Well, I brought Meng Dabiao out of me, and I walked all the way to the post of the commander. But in the list of deaths just now, his name was on it. He was charged on the battlefield and was besieged by the Yi tribe's army. A top hired expert attacked from the side and died on the spot."

Bai Qi's voice trembled a little, and his nasal cavity felt even more sore.

Huo Zhenxiao put down his pen, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

He also climbed up from the bottom step by step.

The battlefield in the military is bloody and cruel.

Everyone is tempering step by step, wandering around life and death, and has long been used to death.

Only the emotions accumulated at the bottom are the most difficult to let go and touch the hearts.

When he was at the bottom, he fought with the old commander on the battlefield. He thought he was used to the cruelty on the battlefield, but when the old commander fell in front of him that day, he also... collapsed!

The underlying emotions are mutual and purest.

Both teachers and friends.

He is a teacher who brings his back to the other party’s companion!

"I don't allow you to go."

Huo Zhenxiao closed his eyes and said firmly: "But I will send this news back to the domain immediately, so that our Chen Longtou, who is still hiding behind, knows that one of his brothers has died in battle, and the other brothers are still fighting hard on the battlefield, and he is still hiding behind!"

Bai Qi was stunned for a moment.

Military orders must not be violated.

He didn't argue, gritted his teeth and said "um" and got up and left.

"Are you sure he can ignite his fighting spirit?"

Master Kongkong looked at Huo Zhenxiao questioningly.

"uncertain."

Huo Zhenxiao shook his head: "But, you have to give it a try."

...

Tianmen Mountain Villa.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

It is completely different from the scene of purgatory on the battlefield in the Northern Region, like a cloud of clouds and a world of two.

Villa roof.

Chen Dong walked out with a small bottle of beer, looked at the swing that had been covered with dust, and laughed in silence.

It's been a long time since I came here.

Once upon a time, when there were many people in the family, when it was late at night, he would come up to sit with Mr. Long, Kunlun and others, chat, drink some wine, and smoke.

Chen Dong sat up and gently swung his feet, regardless of the dust on the swing.

Looking at the brilliance of the galaxy and the full moon in the sky.

He sipped his beer in small sips.

"Young Master, you have a rare pleasure."

Old Long walked over and was carrying a bottle of beer in his hand.

"Youen and Aman are both asleep, run up and take a rest."

Chen Dong pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, raised the wine bottle and touched Old Long: "Old Long, you are getting older."

"It's right for a person to grow old. If you have a long hair and a young face, you must not open me to study it?"

Old Long joked, then walked to the balcony, looked at the night view of Tianmen Mountain, and said in a deep voice: "A message has just been heard from the Jiangcheng City, Beiyu Town, you want to listen, Master?"

"You came up on purpose just to talk about this?"

Chen Dong glanced sideways and leaned lazily on the swing.

"But I think you need to know."

Old Long drank a sip of wine, breathed a sip of wine, and said, "The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry Chief Bai sent a message, the frontier was in a hurry, and wolf smoke rose everywhere. In the past, Bai Qiwu's brothers all rushed to the battlefield to protect the mountains and rivers to the death. Bai Qi asked: When will Chen Longtou return to the team?"

“It has nothing to do with me.”

Chen Dong decisively said four words: "Chen Daojun likes to play, so let him play."

Old Long said in a deep voice: "Captain Bai said, just now, the brother Meng Dabiao, who was in charge of the army, rushed to the battlefield as a commander, was brutally besieged and killed and attacked, and was already wrapped in a body!"

"Da Biao..."

At this moment, in the night wind, under the dim lights.

There was finally a change on Chen Dong's cold face.

A hint of sadness and anger suddenly flashed in those cold eyes.

The scenes of the past quickly appeared in his mind like movies.

That iron and stupid man like an iron tower, that silly smile on his face...

One by one, it appeared in Chen Dong's mind, and the laughter seemed to ring in his ears.

"Young Master...Soldier Bai and those brothers are all waiting for you."

Old Long turned around and walked to Chen Dong, but Chen Dong's expression regained his indifference again, and he did not notice it.

"What does it have to do with me? I just want to take care of the children."

Chen Dong sneered, raised the wine bottle and touched Old Long again, and then took a big sip: "Old Long, don't worry, this is his Chen Daojun's business."

The words are still filled with resentment.

Immediately, Chen Dong waved his hand and signaled Mr. Long to leave.

Old Long felt powerless and turned around and left.

Chen Dong leaned lazily on the swing, shaking gently, staring at Old Long with cold eyes, finally disappearing into the corridor.

The dim lights shine.

There was a slight sensation on his face.
To be continued...