Chapter 70
The world's general trend is that long-term separation will lead to separation, which is a natural change. But the barking of a dog is limited to small fights in the market. To be honest, the government's suppression of bandits and bandits blocking the road and killing people has already covered their entire nerves.
At this moment, no one in the team showed a curious look. The tragic situation fully stimulated the cowardice in their nature, so that they completely defeated the curiosity that often did not go against the past! They did not dare to think about what happened. They just subconsciously felt that they should escape from this purgatory on earth as soon as possible, and seek benefits and avoid harm and avoid this place that is not conducive to survival.
No one in the team wanted to stay for more, and Ye Wuqiu was happy to see it happen.
Ye Wuchou jumped out of the carriage and stayed behind the rushing and extremely quiet team. He looked around and carefully avoided stepping on the body.
Just one night before, these corpses were still alive and lively, but now they were lying coldly and motionlessly on the muddy land. Their expressions and expressions were different, retaining the last touch of fighting until death during their lifetime, and became more and more vivid under the erosion of the rain. Life was impermanent, and in a moment, they could live and die, and they were as illusions as droplets.
While sighing, Ye Wuchou had infinite respect for these sacrificed soldiers. After all, no matter how they were in their lifetime, their noble death would give them infinite heroism and glory. Ye Wuchou gently picked up a bronze emblem with brightness, which was the medal of the Kaiyang Kingdom, which represents glory and courage. He lifted it over his head, and his eyes were narrowed by a beam of sunlight through the small hole of the emblem.
The weapons on the battlefield were garbled, some were dull, some were dizzy, some were still intact and glorious. Ye Wuchou thought, I wonder how many brave people were coming to make money.
Walking in silence all the way, passing through the long valley was like writing a passionate epic.
He returned to the carriage, and Murong closed his eyes in pain and faced the wall of the car. Occasionally, light hit the gap in the window, and he could clearly see the corners of his eyes shining brightly.
Ye Wuchou looked at Huo Jie, and Huo Jie also looked heavy. Ye Wuchou bent down and patted Murong Chenyan's shoulder gently, and handed the blood-stained medal over.
Murong Chendan opened his eyes and looked at Ye Wuchou's face with comforting smiles. His trembling hands took the thin but heavy medal. The things that were revealed in his eyes for a moment seemed to be a collection of past years.
Are there any living people? No one has a clearer answer than Murong Chendan, but he still asked, maybe he was expecting an unexpected answer.
Ye Wuchou was silent, but he kept holding Murong Chendan's hand. At this moment, the anger of Xu Yincheng in Ye Wuchou's heart was dissolved, as if he had pulled out a thorn. His respect for this general and other feelings finally did not conflict, just because Murong Chendan was a general who cared for soldiers with affection and righteousness, and a man who dared to take on the burden.
General, what's going on? Why did you meet the dead? Did you happen to know or know in advance? Telling this out and back may the pain in your heart will be relieved. Ye Wuqiu.
Murong Chendan was silent for a long time, then breathed a long sigh, as if he was about to lift a huge rock pressing on his heart.
We were completely coincidental to the undead. I led my army to station in the valley that day. Suddenly it was cloudy and rainy, and the mountain walls exploded, and a spacious passage connecting the red and dark world appeared. I was about to be curious, and then snow-white skulls slowly appeared. I was stunned for a moment, and when I overlapped this alien with the undead recorded in ancient books, they had already surged out like a tide. Murong Chenyan said to himself.
Ye Wuchou sighed secretly when he saw Murong's chronic plot too detailed. He must have relieved the guilt and sadness in his heart.
What is the passage
According to my guess, that may be the underworld channel where dozens of ancient powerful men joined forces to seal it.
The tone of the tone of the night without hatred in the underworld is uncontrollable.
Yes, ancient books say that this underworld channel is a one-way seal, which means that for us, the inside of the door is sealed, while for the undead, the outside of the door is sealed.
The undead broke the seal
It seems like this now. The seal has been loosened over the years, and it is only a matter of time before the connection between the underworld and the human world.
Some things are like men and women, and mutual attraction is something that no one can stop them. For Huo Jie, the two of them are in love with each other, and they are swaying when they talk to someone, and they are so envious that others are so envious. Ye Wuchou patted Huo Jie's shoulder and laughed.
Huo Jie turned red and pretended to be fierce and said: You just rely on Lingchang as my sister, I don’t want to affect her. By the way, there is also the Blue Deer Head’s matter, have you figured out a solution?
Ye Wuchou originally wanted to continue teasing, but when he heard that the blue dart head had been brought out, it was exactly what he felt guilty. He had to vent his breath and echoed, and he thought it was serious and nothing happened.
Murong Chendan saw the vibrant conversation between the two boys, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He said: Youth, you have to be more romantic. When I am at this time, I will pick up the willows and pick up flowers and lift them up, saying that the rain talks about the clouds and the mouths are tired of blooming, and the hair is gray, and the romantic changes are suddenly changed.
Seeing Murong's serious anger, Huo Jie said along with it: Since General Murong has said this, let's do it all the time, tell us the story of your youth to our younger generation.
It was okay when I was young, and I would like to tell you casually. When I was young, the Murong family was still an unknown small family huddled in a small town in the northern part of Kaiyang. That year, my mother was seriously ill when she gave birth to me. In the same year, Kaiyang recruited troops to attack another vassal state with a deep rift. My father thought this was a good opportunity to ascend to the army and became an aide under the general with his outstanding martial arts. But things didn't go as expected. In a war, my father wanted to make achievements but backfired and even lost his own life. So I have never seen my father since I was born. My grandfather passed away in grief.
The Murong family, whose branches and leaves are not prosperous, are more like eggplant made from frost, and I was still waiting to be named after the full moon in my cradle. Finally, the old housekeeper saw that the Murong family was really hard to have a person in charge. After delaying, he looked at his critically ill mother and called me Murong Chendan. Chendan means serious illness. At that time, the old housekeeper did not have the heart to care about whether the name was auspicious or not. It would be a great auspicious thing to survive. Later, the war ended. The Kaiyang General at that time may have been for some reason, but for the sake of care and support for the families of the fallen soldiers, he cared for my Murong family. My Murong family gradually grew in population, and I embarked on the path of practicing martial arts.
General Murong, we are not interested in your name. We want to hear your diversion account when you were young so that our younger generation can admire and learn. Ye Wuchou smiled and tried to make the topic fun and cheerful.
Chapter completed!