Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

In the barren and lonely desert, the man in red robe wandered aimlessly, and Carpenter Qin slowly followed behind.

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

Spring. Half of the peach blossom branch was inserted in the altar, and Gu Changan held the altar with a confused look.

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

Chang'an is not crazy yet. If he is crazy, he will not bring the shrine to disperse the plague.

But this dead area, where does the spring come from.

Ten years ago, the hope was for reinforcements from the Central Plains. Five years ago, I gradually accepted the cruel facts. I only hoped that Anxi's heroic soul would return to its roots, and that the deeds of the isolated city would not be buried in the loess.

Now, the only hope for this man who killed all the armies alone is that the peach branches will sprout, what a humble and pitiful thought.

Chang'an, let's go back. Carpenter Qin stepped forward and pulled his red sleeves, like he dragged away the boy in white robe who insisted on defending the city fifteen years ago.

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

Why come, 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.

Instead of dissipating, the darkness continues to spread, completely exhausted to do a pointless thing.

even sin!

It's all his fault that he killed 10,000 corpses to cause the plague, otherwise he would have taken the lives of nine relatives.

Carpenter Qin couldn't hear or see clearly, but just stood up straight with a cold face, as if to show a straight spine, but the one-armed lame leg swayed no matter how hard he tried.

After sunset, the three horses came galloping.

The leader was a blond and blue-eyed 30-year-old woman, who reined in the reins and threw the long green-striped sword in the air, the blade hanging in the air.

She quietly stared at the blood-stained lonely city, and then turned to the man with disheveled hair and lack of energy.

The one who killed you, the Holy City Dai Shi Dai Shelley.

Reaching a benefit exchange with the judges of Huyan also clarified the humiliating history of the Western Regions of the Empire.

The cemetery that the bright sun does not shine, and the most foolish and loyal martyrs in the cemetery.

The atmosphere was as quiet as a tomb, except for the wind from heaven and earth, there was no sound.

This time, I'll bring two people from the Central Plains by the way. She ignored it and said with a smile:

Dai's most loyal lackey, please worship Zhongyuan Guzhong sincerely.

A man and a woman were pale, trembling violently on the back of a horse, their heads lowered.

The blue-eyed woman waved her skirt sleeves, and the two fell off their horses while being trapped by the air machine.

The ancestors are all from the Central Plains blood, but they are smart and know that the Great Barbarian Empire is unstoppable, and they started to take refuge very early. There are many people like them.

As she spoke, she paced the desert.

You bastard! Qin carpenter shouted angrily.

The two were ashamed and wished to bury their heads in the loess.

His life was threatened, so he could only be forced to follow Miss Dai, and he had prepared a lot of flamboyant speeches on the way.

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

In the Sui Dynasty, I heard that your ancestor was an official?

The blue-eyed woman turned to look at the man.

The man opened his mouth, aware of the murderous look in his eyes, he choked out:

Go... the governor of Shangzhou.

Dai Shelley nodded her chin and said lightly:

Three-rank top officials in the frontier, the ancestors are rich and rich, brocade clothes and jade food, it's really good.

Her tone suddenly became sarcastic, and she laughed:

Gu Changan, how about you?

Your ancestors are mud legs, cattle and horses, right? As long as you have a bit of identity, your grandfather will not come to the Western Regions to guard the border!

Stupid fool!

Carpenter Qin looked hideous, but Gu Changan still looked numb.

Dancing for fun,

Watch me kill the enemy!

Dai Xuelai suddenly stood up in the air, and the green knife drew a terrifying trace, revealing the aura of the great master's peak.

Punishing the heart worked, and she keenly captured the fluctuating breath of the lonely person's pain.

The boulder lying in the dark, since it can't be moved, it can only disintegrate and collapse by itself.

The judge of Huyan should have used this trick long ago, but unfortunately, it was only now that he remembered that he had ruined the lives of countless sons and daughters of the empire in vain.

Dancing!! She slashed with a sharp wrist, and the knife gas enveloped the two of them, and they could shatter their bodies at any time.

The man was dizzy, and after all, afraid of death, he got up and twisted his stiff steps, and the woman danced along with tears.

Dai Shelley admired the squirming of the two maggots. Although the dance was ugly, there was a different kind of beauty in the lonely city.

She asked quietly:

Is this the Central Plains that you defended by Gu Changan? Are they the compatriots of the nation that you protect?

Beasts! Beasts! Beasts!! Carpenter Qin's old body trembled, and his voice became louder and louder. Finally, he shouted and suddenly turned his back. When he faced the two, he pleaded hoarsely:

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

Dai Shelley pressed her fingertips on the handle of the knife, Qi Ji cut the man's hair straight, and said sharply:

Keep dancing!!

The two turned around like a sacrificial madman. In this desperate city, they helped the barbarians to humiliate more than 20,000 heroic souls in Anxi.

I beg you. Carpenter Qin held on to his clothes with a painful expression on his face. When the descendants of Yan and Huang wanted to insult Gucheng, the desperation could not be described in words.

Chang'an has suffered enough, why should he pierce his soul with an awl to add more wounds?

Noisy! Dai Xuelai's eyes were narrowed, and the green-patterned long knife filled with the aura of killing, and quickly dropped towards Qin Carpenter.

Gu Changan stepped on the ground in the air, and without doing anything, he stood in front of him to catch the knife. A huge gap was cut open in his abdomen, and blood splashed and spilled over the sand.

He didn't suffer from convulsions, just lay quietly beside Carpenter Qin and said numbly:

Grandpa Qin, why don't we stop living.

Qin carpenter's face changed from worry to confusion, and finally calm, staring at the man.

Yeah, so fucking tired!

Change your life in your next life.

Qin carpenter was relieved, and he also lay on the ground like Chang'an, smiled and said:

In other days, the Central Plains rose to destroy the barbarians, and the Chinese flags were planted all over the Western Regions. If you can, please come to the lonely city to send a peach blossom to pay homage.

Peach blossoms are good. Gu Changan agreed.

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

That's right, if you are so desperate, why not make a good one.

If it was me, I would have already released myself. You are already a miracle that has never been seen before.

She walked over with a knife.

Kill me first. There was a ray of light in Gu Changan's eyes, it seemed that only death would make him truly happy.

But after all, he was afraid of seeing another relative die in front of him, and if he died first, he would save a lot of pain.

Farewell, bad place! he complained since he was ten years old, it's so fucking dark here!

The blue-eyed woman always remembered Judge Huyan's reminder that she had to cut off Gu Changan's head with her own hands to confirm that this enchanting head was truly dead.

He walked fast, but when he was about to pass the Twenty Mile Flag, the death in Gu Changan's eyes slowly disappeared.

He turned his head and didn't want to look at it, but tears welled up in his eyes, raised his chin to keep the tears from falling, and finally smiled helplessly,

Get out.

This is the territory of the Central Plains.

He hated himself for standing up at the moment, something that was easy to put down, but his soul was madly resisting ah ah ah! !

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

Grandpa Qin, are you hungry? he asked without warning.

Carpenter Qin lay in pain. He also wanted to lift the shackles that he had been imprisoned for many years, but when he saw the barbarian dog stepping over the flag, his heart was bleeding and his flesh was shaking.

Can't lose.

can't lose...

Okay, let's fight. Dai Shelley was free and easy, and she stood up from the ground and gathered her life energy into one knife.

Suddenly, her pupils shrank.

A sword.

Is it two swords?

When the blood sword slashed across the sky, the scarlet sword qi shrouded hundreds of feet, and at the same time the black mist surged in between, like a black underworld boat in the blood river, extremely strange and penetrating.

Evil!

You... Her face was terrifying, and at the moment when the knife and the sword violently collided, the eyes of a loner were filled with blood red eyes, standing like a madman.

There are really people in the world who can refine the evil spirits of heaven and earth, and they dare to take the initiative to ask for the most tormented and terrifying power of heaven and earth.

The sword net smashed the knife gas impressively, the black mist tilted like a note, Dai Shelley's lower abdomen was pierced, and the blood hole was still burning with flames.

She fell to the ground and wriggled, her internal organs rolled down, struggling like a dying dog.

I also want to be injured and die like you, but I just don't live like a human being.

Gu Changan pointed to his gradually healing abdomen, and the knife cut off his intestines, but tomorrow the sun will rise, and only light scars can be seen on his stomach.

You...you... The blonde woman whimpered in pain, she didn't understand why the gap was so huge, she never imagined that there was still an evil sword.

puff!

A piece of thigh meat was directly cut off by the blood sword, and it was scorched in a blink of an eye, and it was fragrant.

Grandpa Qin, here. Gu Changan threw the barbecue over.

Qin carpenter only understood the phrase are you hungry?, he picked up the barbecue without hesitation, and bit it vigorously.

Dai Shelley's vision was blurred, she knew that she would suffer the most cruel punishment, and watched Han Nu eat pieces of her meat.

It's time to recite poetry in this situation, but unfortunately the old man is a rough man. Qin Carpenter licked his fingers after eating cleanly.

Ambition is hungry to eat Hulu meat, laugh at thirsty and drink barbarian blood.

Gu Changan answered, and the tip of the sword shifted to the side of the woman's leg, where the meat was relatively tender.

Okay! Carpenter Qin was sluggish for a while, then sighed:

Chang'an, it's a pity the old man can't laugh...

He suddenly went crazy and ran towards the two beasts. He was obviously a lame man, but he was stunned to catch up with the men and women who were running away in fear.

The old man is fifty-nine years old, and he's still a cripple with a broken arm and a lame leg. What can you do if you're a young man? Come and fight!

Carpenter Qin pressed the man to the ground with one hand, and pinched the man's neck with his five fingers like iron pincers.

What if the barbarians are powerful, what is the Central Plains afraid of, China will win in the end!!

Why are you insulting us!!

He blushed and growled hysterically, strangling the man alive with just one hand.

What are you running for? Carpenter Qin ran to the woman who fell to the ground again, strangling her neck with the same force, and said with tears:

Why dance? Do you know how desperate Chang'an is? You are from the Central Plains, you shouldn't dance.

I... The woman was almost suffocating, she could not have imagined that a crippled old man could have so much brute force.

Just like the Chinese civilization that seems to be dying, it may explode with unimaginable power.

She regretted it.

Like those thousands of people who surrendered to the barbarians, she didn't know that there was an isolated city in the Western Regions that had been standing for more than 60 years, and she didn't know that there was a man who had no hesitation in the dark.

How could there be such a person in Huaxia?

Die! Qin carpenter directly twisted the woman's neck and slumped to the side, desperately saying:

When is it a head?

...

...

On the border of Beiliang, a patrol tower stands majestically, leaning on the railing to see the barren and withered Yumen Pass.

Gao Chaoen's white hair was fluttering, and his turbid old eyes were full of gloom.

Yumenguan does not have him.

After searching for several months, there has never been any trace of the portrait person here.

Xu Ting, the emperor of Beiliang, gave him great convenience. He even inspected everyone in the barracks and read the military merit book of the border killings.

Nothing is nothing.

Li Ping's peeping was wrong.

A ray of dawn that finally appeared, just quietly extinguished.

Let's go. Gao Chaoen waved his hand, jumped down from the tower, and walked towards Yumenguan with a hunched figure.

This trip is self-initiated, or it may be that I have watched Yumenguan for too long, and I feel that there are some things to do.

When he reaches this state, what he wants to do must be Consummated.

The Central Plains forgot the Eighth Regiment of the Anxi Army, and the Li royal family must not forget it. Whoever dares to forget will lose his conscience!

Just because they received the Holy Order, more than 20,000 Anxi troops went to the Western Regions to garrison. They never wanted to be buried in the hinterland of the barbarians. This army with great military achievements, more than 20,000 Central Plains generals, did not even return a box of ashes.

Gao Chaoen learned ten days ago that there are no sanctions in the 7,000-mile Western Regions, and now he is in chaos and disorder, which is the perfect opportunity for him to go.

For more than 60 years, the bones may have been covered by yellow sand, but even if he only brought back a rotten corpse, a document, and an ancient battle flag, it was worth his visit.

Without it, just two words—

conscience.

In Heaven, he wanted Anxi Jun to know that Zhongyuan had never forgotten them.

...

A bustling town.

The mute sat under the eaves, skinny and skinny, with dull eyes.

In the Wanli Desert, he was only 900 miles away from Yumen Pass. After countless hardships, he was about to bathe in the warm wind of the Central Plains, but he couldn't be excited.

Every night in his nightmares, he dreamed that Chang'an was dead, lying in the yellow sand in the sky.

I must live, I am almost successful.

You have to wait until the Central Plains army comes to the Western Regions to pick you up. You have to show a proud smile at the top of the city. You will hand over the flag to the Central Plains with your own hands, and say that you haven't lost an inch of land in sixty-three years.

Liu Shang prayed in his heart and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with three fingers. Two of them were broken and were chopped off by the barbarian dogs along the way to feed the wolves.

He kept comforting himself, perhaps to regain his courage, he was also very tired, but he still had 900 miles to see the light.

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Holy City, the official residence of the Inquisitor.

The atmosphere in the study was as rigid as iron.

Father, are you old and confused? Huyanjing was rarely furious, looking directly at his father angrily:

How much stronger can Dai Shelley be than the three great masters? You know that Han Nu will become stronger as he kills her, yet you still pay huge profits to send her to death?

Hu Yanshou's facial muscles tightened, and he said solemnly:

Yes, let her die!

Huyanjing's expression was horrified. His father, who was once known for his wisdom, was now forced by the Han slaves in Gucheng into a stupor.

She is Dao Bugu's illegitimate daughter. Huyanshou said coldly.

Knife is not alone?

Huyanjing was dumbfounded.

That is one of the top figures in the empire. He was a great master twenty years ago and has been practicing in the abyss.

Is it? he whispered.

That's right. Hu Yanshou's face was as gloomy as a rusted iron tool, and he said decisively:

Forcing the knife is not alone, he will take revenge for the woman, and Gu Changan will surely die.

Huyanjing's eyes couldn't hide the shock, how dare his father plan a gambling game like this?

Just as he was about to speak, the eaves collapsed, and a figure fell into the study.

The visitor has no eyeballs, the upper and lower eyelids are glued together, the nose is sunken, and the flesh and blood are twisted and deformed.

My daughter's soul card is cracked, you did it. Dao Bugu's voice was hoarse to the extreme, chaotic.

Knife... Huyanjing's spine was chilled, and he didn't dare to look at that ugly face.

This is the Medal of Glory of the Empire, and the same is true of the face under the mask of the gods, only those who feed the abyss with their blood and essence are worthy of this.

Listen to my explanation... As soon as Huyanshou stood up, his figure slammed into the wall, his ribs were broken, and half of his face was drenched with blood from sawdust.

In this world, only the gods of the gods can beat the imperial judges, but at this moment, the knife is not alone, twisting the head of Huyanshou.

My daughter died, because of you, right?

No! Huyanshou screamed.

After examining him for a long time, after all, he was taboo as one of the twelve giants of the empire, Dao Bugu finally let go of his five fingers and said coldly:

Say.

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