The excitement of Duanliu City finally began to weaken, and everyone felt exhausted, and with it was deep sorrow.

Huang Duwei led a group of soldiers left behind in the city and a large number of people to the battlefield, carrying the fairly complete corpses back to the military camp in the city, and buried the corpses of the demon clan on the spot. Some people cried after seeing the incomplete corpses of their relatives, and some people kicked the corpses of the demon soldiers a few times. When it was almost midnight, the battlefield was finally cleaned up, and the blood stains on the ground could only be left for the coming cold winter.

Chen Hao looked at Duanliu City in the night from the sky, and the endless teams transporting bodies into the military camps in the city, and suddenly said: "If they knew that the next war would likely have greater casualties, would they still be sad for the dead today?"

Mu Xingqiu stopped beside him, and the two went to visit their friends in Dongjie Camp together. At this time, they had just flew over Jiehe and heard the sad cry in the city, and turned around and looked back.

Torches are everywhere in the city, illuminating the streets and crowds, and the chill brought by late autumn.

Mu Xingqiu felt the grief that enveloped the whole city more deeply. "Yes." He said, carefully not exerting any influence on this grief. "Ordinary people live in the present, Taoists live in the future."

"The demon clan lives in the past." Chen Hao said, "They always want to restore the world that was ten thousand years ago. Alas, all we can see is the next few days. Only old monsters like Zuo Liuying stare at ten years later, what will happen a hundred years later?"

Mu Xingqiu did not answer, and the Taoist priests were in an awkward situation. They unconsciously paid more attention to the future, but people stayed in the present, just among the high Taoist priests and ordinary people. Thinking about such a complex and mysterious question is not Mu Xingqiu's strength, and he spread the topic, "Zuo Liuying's feet do not leave the house, knows a lot, and even the broken city wall is clearly understood. It's really strange."

"Nothing strange." The two turned around and continued to fly to Dongjie Camp at the same time. Chen Hao said: "The ancestor tower has a strong magic power and can bless Taoist magic within thirty miles. Zuo Liuying can see at least so far."

The two discussed the plan formulated by Zuo Liuying while flying.

Escape is more difficult than defending to death, especially for a group of people with a sense of responsibility. The martyrdom of nearly four hundred disciples of the same school is heavily over the survivors, so they always consciously participate in every battle with the will of death, but this is not a death sentence after all, and there is always a glimmer of hope in front of them.

But Lan Qizhang is a real death without returning.

"I didn't expect Lan Qizhang to have such courage." Chen Hao really admired him, "If it were me, to be honest, I would definitely agree, but it would be really embarrassing to do so until I can't even hesitate in my heart."

"I'm also honest. Zuo Liuying didn't arrange too difficult tasks for us. I'm very happy. Really, so many people died today, and Taoist Lan wants to break the pill again, but I just can't be sad."

Chen Hao turned his head and stared at Mu Xingqiu. He seemed to be condemning him, and suddenly he smiled, "I know I should be sad, but I just can't feel sad. On the other hand, why do I have to be sad in a false way? The people in the city should celebrate first before cleaning up the battlefield. We should be inhaling, and we should be closer to ordinary people than Zuo Liuying."

The two flew very quickly. Dongjie** Camp was already in front of him, and Chen Hao stopped again and his expression became serious. "You are the bravest person I have ever seen, even more brave than Lan Qizhang. He knows what he is doing and knows the result of doing so. But you are taking risks. Sometimes I really want to cut open your head and see if you are so entangled."

"Haha." Mu Xingqiu's laughter became louder, attracting attention in the military camp. However, when he saw the Taoist priests' outfit, he raised his spear to greet him. Mu Xingqiu lowered his voice, "Are you a Taoist priest or a Taoist priest in the precepts department? You actually want to cut my head instead of using magic to observe."

Chen Hao was slightly stunned, smiled and shook his head, and then lowered his voice, "You should find an opportunity to talk to Fangfang."

"Um?"

"In Zuo Liuying's eyes, everyone is a tool. He has always kept Fangfang by his side, so he must have a purpose. Don't let Fangfang be fooled, and just like Lan Qizhang, he will learn the art of breaking the alchemy."

"I will remind her." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile. He is one of the few people who understand Fangfang's importance. The owner of the spiritual root and Taoist bones is to deal with the demons. Zuo Liuying, who has a far-reaching vision, will not waste her on the battle of Taoist demons.

Xin Youtao had arrived before, and was discussing the cooperation of the next battle with the princess in the central army tent. The two of them did not participate and went directly to a corner of the camp. There were the most Xijie flags here, and Daliang, Chen Xiuming and others must have lived here.

The first one to run out was the flea. It was not tired at all, and it was very happy to play. It jumped and jumped around the two Taoist priests, and from time to time it was posing as if it was long-horned people. It stopped every time when it was two or three inches apart. Its parents stood in the distance, chewing slowly soaked fruits - this was a luxury in late autumn, but they were used to living in the Old Ancestor Peak but barely accepted it.

Chen Xiuming stood at the door of a tent and waved happily, "We are here!"

The tent looked small but was spacious inside. The princess asked the soldiers to treat them like heroes. She did. The soldiers lived in the talisman tent provided by Tosukeguo, and each of them was served by several servants.

Chen Xiuming and others took a hot bath, ate a full meal, couldn't sleep, and were chatting together.

The flea followed Mu Xingqiu to enter the tent. The disciples greeted him enthusiastically. It shook its head, looked around alertly and curiously, like a prince who visited the house in a private manner. Without Mu Xingqiu, it would never come in.

There were many casualties among the disciples of the Zhiyeng Institute, with only fourteen left over more than 30 people, and three wounded people refused to leave their partners and kept coming here with everyone.

Chen Tongyou of Yelin Town failed to persevere. He was never a person who charged forward. His ideal was to be an ordinary deacon. Chen Hao had already arranged a way out for him and had caught up with the big change in the Old Ancestor Peak before he could implement it.

Mu Xingqiu, Chen Hao, Chen Xiuming, Mu Feihuang, Zhao Dayi, and the five people sat opposite each other on two short couches, chatting easily, recalling the past, without showing any special sadness.

"Chen Tongyou should study and be a talisman master." Chen Hao is familiar with this family who has been playing with him since childhood. "He has the best grades in the school, and Mr. Qin said he is a little talented."

"But he is a little timid." Chen Xiuming suddenly smiled, "Remember? When he was a child, he always hid at the end. For a while, Brother Xiaoqiu and Ershuan fought too fiercely. Xiaoshun turned around and ran away, even his shoes..."

Chen Xiuming called out his nickname and suddenly pulled everyone into sorrow. The past has never been forgotten. They just stood quietly and waited for their master's call.

The others in the tent were still talking happily, arguing about who was more brave on the battlefield, while the five people in the corner were silent.

Chen Xiuming regretted his talkativeness. He stood up and said to Mu Xingqiu: "By the way, Zhang Lingsheng wants to see you."

Zhang Lingsheng was one of the three injured people. He lay in another corner and saw everyone walking towards him without saying a word, staring at Mu Xingqiu, and the others walked away tactfully.

Zhang Lingsheng was the most seriously injured person, but refused to leave the battlefield. He couldn't support him after coming to the Totsuba Camp. He was well taken care of and his life was not at all, but he suddenly began to wan and was lifeless. After enduring for so long, why did he suddenly lose his will to survive? No one could understand why the talisman master who treated him said, "You still have to save him, but you have to work hard."

Zhang Lingsheng didn't want to work hard. He just wanted to see Mu Xingqiu until now.

"I fought for you and did everything I could do." He said, his tone of a stiff voice. It seemed that he was still the manager of the Jinghu Village Pavilion, and only a new disciple stood in front of him.

"I saw it." Mu Xingqiu felt not stiffness, but the urgency and indifference that only the dead had.

Zhang Lingsheng was indifferent to the whole world because he only cared about one thing, "My daughter, you have seen her."

Mu Xingqiu nodded, Zhang Lingsheng's daughter is currently living in the city guard house.

"She is over two years old this year. Her birthday is the ninth day of the eighth month. Her name is Zhang Xianger. Fangxiang Xiang, please take care of her."

Mu Xingqiu was stunned. He knew that Zhang Lingsheng had something to ask for, and he was also ready to agree. Unexpectedly, he was entrusting his orphans. "I will not take better care of her than her father. She should live by your side."

Zhang Lingsheng sneered twice, as if he had seen through all the hypocrisy in the world, "Tell you a secret, I must tell you, otherwise I will die with my eyes open."

"I'm listening."

Zhang Lingsheng lowered his voice, "Xiang'er's mother could have survived. She fell down on the way to escape and called my name, but how did I do it? I glanced at her and ran faster. I think I was protecting my daughter, and then I realized that I was just afraid and used her daughter as an excuse."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything. He did not agree with this approach, but he was unwilling to accuse a soldier who had been brave enough to move forward on the battlefield in person.

"I dare not sleep. When I closed my eyes, I heard Xiang'er's mother calling my name, 'Lingsheng, Lingsheng'. I have to go to her and admit my mistake to her."

Mu Xingqiu sat beside the bed, "As long as I am alive, I will take care of Zhang Xiang'er and will never let her be bullied."

Zhang Lingsheng smiled, "I have always hated you, but I know that your promise is more valuable than others."

"You don't need to praise me."

Zhang Lingsheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Mu Xingqiu's wrist. His strength was so great that he didn't look like a wounded person at all. "I'm not sure about Xiang'er, but I can feel it. If I feel good, please help her condense her qi into a pill."

"I will do my best." Mu Xingqiu can only say that condensing elixirs is not an easy task. Even if he really has the root of Tao, more than half of people cannot condensing elixirs no matter how hard he tries.

Zhang Lingsheng grabbed it even tighter, "No, you must promise that you have this ability. The world is in chaos, and the situation of mortals will get worse and worse. I have to know that my daughter will be able to protect herself in the future."

Zhang Lingsheng's hands were hot, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his expression was filled with fear and madness.

"I promise." Mu Xingqiu said.

Zhang Lingsheng let go of his hand and sighed, "I really want to know what it feels like to have inner alchemy."
Chapter completed!