As the storm subsided, the entire Tianlang Lake seemed to freeze for an instant.

A few miles away, more than ten personal guards chased after them. Their faces turned pale and they stared at the golden armor that had not moved again, and then they rolled and crawled towards the West Sea Protectorate.

On the other side of the messy ice, four old secret guards who followed them jumped into the bitingly cold lake water, fished out the red-robed figure floating in the water, pushed it to the ice, and shouted urgently:

"Cao Gong? Cao Gong?"

Eunuch Cao, whose robes were in tatters, had some blurry eyes, but after being patted on the face by his subordinates a few times, he suddenly turned over and made the four old secret guards tremble.

"Huh... why are you panicking? We have practiced Changqingtu for a long time, and we are not an old man with one foot in the ground. He will not die easily if he suffers some internal injuries..."

"Mr. Cao, look over there."

Eunuch Cao first tidied his messy hair, and after hearing the instructions from his subordinates, he was helped to stand up and looked at the ice several miles away.

Three small dots the size of grains of rice, two standing and one sitting, stood at the end of the field of vision. After a moment of silence, the figure in white walked up to the man sitting on the ground, but the man in golden armor next to him was completely dead and there was no movement at all.

"Huh... I was really beaten to death..."

Eunuch Cao and King Zuo Xian are of the same age. They have both experienced the chaos of the Three Kingdoms and witnessed the destruction of the Northwest Kingdom. It can be said that they have known each other's names all their lives.

Seeing the other party taking the first step, even if he was on the opposite side, Eunuch Cao would inevitably feel a little sad in his heart.

After all, Lu Jieyun, Xuanyuan Chao, Liu Qiansheng, Sun Wuji, etc., who were either righteous Bo Yuntian or heroic young heroes with unparalleled martial arts, have all retired today.

Even the Martial Saint standing on the top of the mountain has begun to fall from grace today.

A new generation has replaced the old one. He, an old man who retired ten years ago, is really a bit unfamiliar standing in this new arena.

Although he is still as tyrannical as before and can live for many more years, his place in today's world has been lost, and even the imperial court does not seem to need him that much.

After staring at the ice field for a long time, Eunuch Cao's breathing slowly calmed down, and he returned to his usual meticulousness. After sighing softly, he turned around and said:

"Let's go and chase Snow Lake Flowers. If we don't die after this battle, our family should retire and return home. Alas..."

"Mr. Cao was born in the palace. Where can he go when he retires and returns to his hometown? From the perspective of his subordinates, it is better to return to the palace and become the general manager, so as to start well and end well."

"Born between heaven and earth, naturally return to heaven and earth. I stayed in the palace for a while, often hearing about the majesty of the mountains and rivers in the north and south, but never set foot in it. I have a few years left, it's time to go out for a walk..."

…

As they spoke, a group of five people found a few ownerless wild horses, followed the horse's hoof prints made by the cavalry, and continued to chase them into the distance.

And the other side.

Xue Baijin glanced back at the men and horses in the distance, hung his maces on his waist, took off his visor, revealing his cold but somewhat flushed cheeks due to exercise, walked slowly to the Night Terror Hall, and stretched out his right hand:

"Have you rested enough?"

Ye Jingtang sat on the ice, with the cold wind blowing on his cheeks. To be honest, his mind was in a daze, and his heartbeat was thundering, almost blocking his hearing.

When Bing Tuo Tuo came to his side to speak, he slowly came over, took his white jade hands, and pulled his body up.

But just now he broke out uncontrollably, straining all the muscles in his body, not only severely injuring his shoulders, but also suffered severe injuries to his chest and abdomen.

He didn't feel anything during the fight, but now he calmed down, even his toes were soft. He just pulled himself up suddenly, and stumbled forward, about to wash his face with milk.

!!

Xue Baijin also consumed a lot of energy and his arm was sore from being hit, but he was not seriously injured after all.

Seeing Ye Jingtang stand up and lean on her chest, her eyes turned cold, she quickly turned around, and instead held Ye Jingtang's arm, held her waist with one hand, and said disgustedly:

"You are the only one who is still a martial saint? He can't last long after taking medicine. If he has a normal mind, he should know that he should fight slowly and slowly. He knows that he can't fight, but he still insists on going up to fight head-on. Do you really think that after practicing a few Singing Dragon Pictures, you will be invincible?

No one in the world can touch it?"

Ye Jingtang rested on Bing Tuo Tuo's shoulders, and their cheeks were very close to each other. This was the first time I noticed that her eyelashes were very long. If you look closely, she actually looked quite feminine.

However, Bingtuotuo could really beat him, but Ye Jingtang didn't want to mess around. He looked forward and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead:

"I just wanted to see how powerful that 'reverse scale bead' is, but it seems like it is nothing more than that now."

"But even so, you were still beaten like this?"

"Oh, at that time you had nowhere to move with your feet off the ground, and you didn't have any weapons in your hands. If a shot came and opened a hole in your body, Ning'er would have to scold me for not taking good care of you, so I blocked it."

Xue Baijin's eyesight was very good, and he knew that Ye Jingtang was trying to cover her by rushing out from under the ice to confront the bombardment, and stepping up to block the gun.

If not, how would she come to help Ye Jingtang herself?

However, Xue Baijin still said displeasedly:

"Do you think this leader is made of paper and will break if touched?"

"hehe……"

Ye Jingtang shook his head and said: "That's not true. I have a fire figure. I was injured. I can be alive and kicking after a few days. The main thing is to be stabbed. Let's rest for half a year at least. If I can block it, I will naturally block it...

…”

Xue Baijin has practiced Changqing Tu for many years, but the effect of Changqing Tu is to keep the body youthful and prosperous. At the age of sixty, she will be as pink and plump as Yunli.

Although the effect is huge in the long run, it really doesn't make much sense when fighting on the battlefield, at best during the recovery period, because getting stronger quickly makes you better.

Xue Baijin originally wanted to say something about Night Terror, but before he could speak, footsteps sounded from the side.

Tap tap tap...

In order to avoid being held back, Luo Ning retreated a mile away. At this time, she saw Bai Jin helping Ye Jingtang up, then flew to the side with a long sword, frowning and looking at King Zuo Xian who was still standing:

"As expected of the Northern Liang Martial Saint, his combat power is truly astonishing. If we hadn't encountered us, no one in the entire Western Xinjiang would have been able to keep him..."

When Xue Baijin heard the word 'we', he thought Ning'er meant 'the three of us are really awesome'.

However, blocking the movement with his eyes was also an assist. Xue Baijin did not hit Madam, but just said:

"Why are you standing there? Come here and help him."

Cha~

Luo Ning quickly sheathed her sword, came to Ye Jingtang's side, took her arm, supported her and looked at Ye Jingtang's injuries.

Ye Jingtang hugged Ning'er and felt much more relaxed. His whole weight was resting on his delicate body. He even secretly kissed Bing Tuo Tuo on her face when she wasn't paying attention.

Luo Ning, who was being raped by her husband, looked a little annoyed, but when she saw that Ye Jingtang was covered in blood, she was still distressed. She took out the wound medicine from her waist and began to bandage:

"Be honest and don't move!"

"good……"

…

Xue Baijin, who was still very tired while Ning'er was treating his injuries, naturally did not come forward to help. After glancing around, he flew up and came to the horses scattered on the ice field, found a long soldier, and He came back and inserted himself behind King Zuo Xian, and pulled out the Dragon-Crying Spear.

Luo Ning was bandaging Ye Jingtang. Seeing this, she was a little puzzled and looked at Bai Jin in confusion:

"what you do?"

Xue Baijin held the dragon-crying gun and called the white horse from afar:

"The North and the South have been fighting for thousands of years, just for the sake of their respective world peace. There is only victory and defeat, there is no such thing as good and evil. As an opponent, you must not show mercy in a life-and-death fight, but after defeating the enemy, you must still give him the dignity he deserves."

Having said this, Xue Baijin looked at the Night Jing Hall:

"Beiliang destroyed the country in Western Xinjiang, and the Wei Dynasty also destroyed the country of Yan. If I raise an army one day, and you dare to stop me, I will make you more dignified."

Luo Ning was immediately unhappy when she heard these harsh words, but she couldn't help but turn her elbows too far, so she frowned and said:

"He is the protector of the Pingtian Sect. Why are you arguing with him? He just risked serious injuries to block the gun for you, and you forgot about it so quickly?"

"I'm just giving an example. No one wants that kind of situation to happen, but if it does happen, there's nothing we can do about it..."

…

Ye Jingtang was resting, and when he heard the two of them bickering, he sighed softly in his heart.

After all, there is essentially no difference between the Northern Liang's destruction of the Northwest Royal Court and the Great Wei's destruction of the Great Yan.

The Xue family is full of loyal and loyal people, guarding Nanguan for Dayan to this day.

As a descendant, Xue Baijin, like him, has never seen the life-and-death battlefields of the past. He grew up in the peaceful years and naturally has no idea about national hatred.

But I was born with the blood feud of my father's generation on my back, so I can't let it go easily just by saying it's over.

Ye Jingtang has never had any contact with Beiliang or even the royal court. As far back as he can remember, his father is Pei Yuanfeng, the head of the escort agency. How can he feel any resentment and resentment towards Beiliang in his heart.

But after learning that the Qinchi tribe had tried their best to exterminate the entire clan to allow him to escape, this responsibility fell on his shoulders, and he could no longer treat himself as an outsider.

The same is obviously true for Xue Baijin. She may not have any hatred for the Wei Dynasty, but when she surrendered to the imperial court, how could she live up to her father's generation who dedicated their lives to the country?

Ye Jingtang leaned on Ning'er, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"The chaos of the Three Kingdoms has continued since ancient times, and every family has an eternal blood feud. If there is no hero who can unify the world, this kind of revenge will only be endless.

"I just hope that the conflict between the Three Kingdoms can end in the hands of our generation. From now on, the court will be the court, and the children of the Jianghu will be the daughters of the Jianghu. The younger generations will not have hatred for the country and the family, and travel north and south. I think it will be much easier than it is now."

Xue Baijin actually understood the righteousness, so she blatantly raised the banner of rebellion. She turned over and jumped onto the white horse, thought for a while and said:

"No matter who can rule the world, I will never mention the restoration of Dayan again. But I can't help the empress. Even if I don't give up Nanxiao Mountain and become a ranger in the mountains, I won't bow to her once in my life."

Ye Jingtang knew that Bingtuotuo had a grudge against Yuhu because his clothes were torn. This problem was quite troublesome and he couldn't resolve it for the time being, so he whistled and called over the charcoal-red horse that was wandering in the ice field:

"Let's talk about these things later. Xue Huhua is hiding in the cavalry team, and we have to chase him. Otherwise, King Zuo Xian will have achieved his goal of distracting his opponent and successfully sending Xue Huhua away."
To be continued...