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Chapter 22 Killing the Spring Breeze and Unwilling to Return(1/2)

In the barren and deserted desert, the man in the red robe walked back aimlessly, and Carpenter Qin followed slowly.

"Chang'an, what are you looking for?" Carpenter Qin's face was complicated.

"Spring." Half of the peach blossom branches were inserted into the Buddha's niche, and Gu Chang'an held the Buddha's niche and looked confused.

Carpenter Qin looked up at the dim red sky and walked forward silently.

Chang'an is not crazy yet. If he goes crazy, he will not bring a Buddhist niche to dispel the plague.

But where does this dead land have the spring feeling?

The hope ten years ago was that the reinforcements of the Central Plains were gradually accepted by the cruel facts five years ago, hoping that the heroic soul of Anxi could return to its roots, and that the deeds of the lonely city should not be buried by the loess.

Now, this man who killed all his troops alone had the only expectation that the peach branches could sprout. What a humble and pitiful thought.

"Chang'an, let's go back." Carpenter Qin stepped forward and pulled his red sleeves, dragging away the white-robed child who had to defend the city like he did fifteen years ago.

Gu Chang'an was silent and walked back to the lonely city with Grandpa Qin, but after a moment his numb expression showed a strange twist.

"Why do you want to come again? Why can't you let me go?" he murmured in pain.

He doesn't want to fight anymore, no matter how many people he kills, he can't change anything.

Not only did the darkness not dissipate, it continued to spread, completely exhausted and did something meaningless.

Even sin!

It’s all because he killed 10,000 corpses and caused plague, otherwise he would have taken away the lives of nine relatives.

Carpenter Qin couldn't hear or see clearly, but just stood up straight with a cold face, as if he wanted to show his straight ridge, but his one-armed and lame body shaking no matter how hard he tried.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, three riders galloped over.

The leader was a thirty-year-old woman with a blond hair and blue eyes. She tied the reins of the horse and threw the long green-patterned sword into the air, and the blade was suspended without falling.

She quietly stared at the blood-stained lonely city, and then turned to the man with disheveled hair and no energy.

"The one who kills you, the Holy City Daishi Daixue comes."

Achieving an exchange of interests with the judges of Huyan also clarifies the humiliating history of the empire's Western Regions.

The cemetery that cannot shine on the glorious sun, and the most foolish and loyal martyrs in the cemetery.

The atmosphere is as quiet as a tomb, with no sound except the sound of the wind in the world.

"This trip, I will bring two people from Central Plains by the way." She said with a smile:

"Daishi's most loyal lackey, please worship the Central Plains Guzhong."

A man and a woman looked pale, sitting on the horse's back trembling violently, and lowering her head tightly.

The blue-eyed woman waved her skirt and sleeves, and the two were swept by the aura and fell off the horse.

"The ancestors were all from Central Plains, but they were smart and knew that the Great Barbarian Empire was unstoppable. They started to surrender very early. There were many people like them."

She said as she paced in the desert.

"Coward!" Carpenter Qin shouted angrily.

The two were ashamed and wanted to bury their heads deep into the loess.

His life was threatened and he could only be forced to follow Miss Dai. He had prepared many powerful words on the way here.

But when they really saw the man in red dress with their own eyes, they felt extremely guilty and lost all their courage in an instant.

"In the Sui Dynasty, I heard that what official did your ancestors come from?"

The blue-eyed woman turned her head and looked at the man.

The man opened his mouth and noticed the murderous intent, and he choked and said:

"Shangzhou Governor."

Daixue came and said:

"The third-rank chief official, and his ancestors are rich and rich, and they are rich and well-off."

Her tone suddenly became sarcastic and she laughed:

"Gu Chang'an, where are you?"

"Your ancestors are mud legs, a cow, a horse, right? If you have a certain status, your grandfather will not come to the Western Regions to guard the border!"

"Silly fool!"

Carpenter Qin had a ferocious face, while Gu Chang'an still had a numb face.

"Dancing to cheer up, watch me kill the enemy!"

Dai Xuelai suddenly rose up in the air, and the green knife drew a terrifying trace, and the peak aura of the Grand Master was undoubtedly revealed.

The heart-killing effect was achieved, and she keenly captured the fluctuations of the pain of the lonely person.

Since the huge rock that lies in the dark cannot move it, it can only collapse and collapse on its own.

The judge Huyan should have used this trick long ago, but unfortunately I remembered that he had ruined the lives of countless men in the empire for nothing.

"Dancing!!" She slashed her wrist with a sharp wrist, and the sword energy enveloped the two of them, which could break their bodies at any time.

The man was dizzy and fearful of death after all, so he got up and twisted his stiff steps, while the woman was crying and dancing.

Daixue came to admire the two maggots squirming. Although the dance was ugly, it had a different kind of beauty in the lonely city of thousands of miles.

She asked calmly:

"Is this the Central Plains that you, Gu Chang'an, defended? Are they the national compatriots you protect?"

"Beast! Beast! Beast!!" The old body of Carpenter Qin trembled, his voice getting louder and louder. Finally, he shouted and suddenly turned his back and begged hoarsely when he faced the two of them:

"Don't be so cruel, don't forget the conscience in the world, please... please."

Dai Xuelai pressed her fingertips on the hilt of the knife, and the Qi Ji cut off the man's hair straight and said sternly:

"Continue to jump!!"

The two of them turned around like madmen sacrificial priests. In this desperate city, they humiliated more than 20,000 heroic souls for the barbarians.

"Please." Carpenter Qin grabbed his clothes and looked painful. When the descendants of Yan and Huang insulted the lonely city, the despair could not be described in words.

Chang'an has suffered enough pain, so why do you have to stab his soul with an awl and add wounds?

"Noisy!" Dai Xuelai's eyes narrowed tightly, and the green-patterned sword filled the aura of killing, and quickly drooped towards Carpenter Qin.

Gu Chang'an stepped on the ground and hung up in the air, blocking the knife in front of him without doing anything, and a huge gap was cut in his abdomen, and blood spilled on the sand and soil.

He did not feel any pain and spasm, but just lay quietly beside Carpenter Qin and said numbly:

"Grandpa Qin, why don't we live?"

Carpenter Qin's face went from worry to confusion, and finally calm, staring at the man in a daze.

Yes, so fucking tired!

Change your life in the next life.

Carpenter Qin felt relieved and lay on the ground like Chang'an, smiling:

"In the future, the Central Plains rise and destroy the barbarians, and the Western Regions are filled with Chinese flags. If possible, please come to the lonely city to send a peach blossom to pay tribute."

"Good peach blossoms." Gu Chang'an agreed.

Dai Xuelai looked silent. She thought there would be a bloody battle, but she never thought that the other party would accept death so easily.

"That's right. Why not make a happy life if you are so desperate?"

"If I had been to myself, I would have been free from my own life. You are already a miracle that has never been before."

She walked over step by step with a knife.

"Kill me first." There was a ray of light in Gu Chang'an's eyes, as if only death would make him truly happy.

But in the end, I was afraid that I would feel less pain if I died first.

"Farewell, a bad place!" He made a complaint that he had started when he was ten years old. It was so fucking dark here!

The blue-eyed woman always remembered Judge Huyan's reminder that she had to cut off Gu Chang'an's head with her own hands to confirm that the demon's true death.

He walked very fast, but when he was about to pass by the twenty-mile flag, the death intention in Gu Chang'an's eyes slowly disappeared.

He twisted his head and didn't want to see it, but his eyes were filled with tears, he raised his chin to prevent tears from falling, and finally smiled helplessly.

"Get out."

"This is the territory of the Central Plains."

He hated himself very much for now, what he could easily let go of, but his soul was resisting wildly!!

A blood sword stood in the air in Wanglou, attacking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and appeared in Gu Changan's hands in a flash.

"Grandpa Qin, are you hungry?" He asked without warning.

Carpenter Qin was lying in pain, and he also wanted to lift the shackles of imprisonment for many years, but when he saw Mangou stepping over the banner, his heart was bleeding and his flesh was trembling.

Can't be lost.

Can't lose...

"Okay, then fight." Daixue came freely and easily, and raised her life to gather her energy into one knife.

Suddenly, her child's hole tightened.

A sword.

Are they two swords?

When the blood sword fell across the sky, the scarlet sword energy covered a hundred feet, and at the same time, the black mist rushed in it, like a black dark boat in the blood river, extremely strange and piercing the mind.

A bad spirit!

"You..." Her face was terrifying. When the sword and the sword collided violently, the lonely eyes were in sight, like a crazy standing posture.
To be continued...
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