One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 22
In the barren and lonely desert, the man in the red robe wandered aimlessly, and Carpenter Qin followed slowly behind.

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

"Spring." Half a peach blossom branch was inserted in the altar, and Gu Chang'an hugged the altar with confused eyes.

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

Chang'an is not crazy yet, if he were, he wouldn't have brought a Buddhist altar to disperse the plague.

But where is the spring in this dead zone?

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

Now, for this man who has killed thousands of armies by himself, his only hope is that peach branches can sprout. What a humble and pitiful thought.

"Chang'an, let's go back." Carpenter Qin stepped forward and pulled his red sleeves, just like he did 15 years ago when he dragged away the children in white robes who insisted on defending the city.

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

"Why do you still 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.

Not only did the darkness not dissipate, it continued to spread, and he was completely exhausted doing a meaningless thing.

Even sin!
It is all his fault that he killed [-] corpses and caused the plague, otherwise how could he take the lives of nine relatives.

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

In the afterglow of the setting sun, three horsemen came galloping.

The leader was a blond, blue-eyed, thirty-year-old woman, who reined in her horse and threw a green-patterned long knife into the air, the blade hanging but not falling.

She quietly stared at the blood-stained isolated city, and then turned her gaze to the disheveled man with disheveled hair.

"The one who killed you, the holy city Daishi Daishelai."

Reaching an exchange of interests with the Huyan judge also clarified the humiliating history of the Western Regions of the Empire.

The cemetery where the bright sun cannot shine, and the most foolish and loyal martyrs in the cemetery.

The atmosphere is as quiet as a tomb, there is no sound except the wind from the sky and the earth.

"By the way, I brought two people from the Central Plains along." She didn't care, and said with a smile:

"Daishi's most loyal running dog, please pay homage to Zhongyuan Guzhong."

A man and a woman were pale, trembling violently while sitting on the horseback, with their heads bowed tightly.

The blue-eyed woman waved her dress sleeves, and the two were engulfed by the air force and fell off the horse.

"The ancestors are all of the blood of the Central Plains, but they are smart and know that the Great Barbarian Empire is unstoppable, so they began to seek refuge very early. There are many people like them."

As she spoke, she paced the desert.

"You bastard!" Carpenter Qin shouted angrily.

The two were so ashamed that they wished they could bury their heads deep in the loess.

His life was threatened, so he was forced to follow Miss Dai. On the way here, he had prepared a lot of flamboyant rhetoric.

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

"During 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, noticing the murderous look in his eyes, he choked up and said:
"Shang... the governor of Shangzhou."

Dai Xuelai nodded her chin, and said lightly:

"It's great to be a third-rank official in frontiers, whose ancestors were rich, rich and well-clothed."

Her tone suddenly became sarcasm, and she laughed loudly:

"Gu Chang'an, where are you?"

"Your ancestors were mud-legged, cows and horses, right? As long as you have some status, your grandfather will never come to the Western Regions to guard the border in this life!"

"Stupid fool!"

Carpenter Qin's face was ferocious, while Gu Chang'an's face was still numb.

"Dancing for fun, watch me kill the enemy!"

Dai Xuelai suddenly rose in the air, and the green knife drew a terrifying trace, revealing the aura of the great master at its peak.

Punishment has worked, and she has keenly captured the painful aura fluctuations of the lonely.

Since the boulder lying in the darkness can't be moved, it can only be disintegrated by itself.

The judge of Huyan should have used this trick long ago, but it is a pity that he only remembered it now, ruining the lives of countless sons of the empire in vain.

"Dancing!!" She slashed with a sharp wrist, and the knife's aura enveloped the two of them, capable of crushing their bodies at any time.

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

Dai Xuelai admired the wriggling of the two maggots. 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 Changan, are defending? Are they the compatriots of the nation you are guarding?"

"Beast! Beast! Beast!!" Qin Carpenter's old body trembled, his voice became louder and louder, and finally he shouted and suddenly turned his back, and then pleaded hoarsely when facing the two:

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

Dai Xuelai pressed her fingertips on the handle of the knife, and the air machine cut off the man's hair in a straight line, and said sharply:
"Keep dancing!!"

The two turned around like offering sacrifices to lunatics. In this desperate city, they humiliated more than 2 heroic souls in Anxi for the fun of the barbarians.

"Stop!" Carpenter Qin grabbed his clothes with a painful expression on his face. When the descendants of Yan and Huang wantonly insulted Gucheng, the despair could not be described in words.

Chang An had already suffered enough, why would he use an awl to pierce his soul and add more wounds.

"Noisy!" Dai Xuelai narrowed her eyes tightly, and the green-patterned long knife was filled with murderous aura, and she quickly fell towards Carpenter Qin.

Gu Changan stepped on the ground and hung in the air. He did nothing and stood in front of the knife to catch the knife. A huge gash was cut in his abdomen, and blood spurted up and spilled onto the sand.

He didn't feel convulsed by the pain, he just lay quietly beside Carpenter Qin, numbly said:

"Grandpa Qin, why don't we stop living?"

Carpenter Qin's expression changed from worry to confusion, and finally to calmness, staring at the man in a daze.

Yeah, so fucking tired!
Change your way of life in your next life.

Carpenter Qin felt relieved, and followed Chang'an's appearance, lying on the ground, and said with a smile:
"In the future, the Central Plains will rise to wipe out the barbarians, and the Western Regions will plant Chinese flags everywhere. If possible, please come to Gucheng to send a peach blossom as a memorial."

"Peach blossoms are good." Gu Changan echoed.

Dai Xuelai was silent. She had expected a bloody battle, but never thought that the other party would accept death so easily.

"That's right, if you are so desperate to be a human being, why not make some money."

"If it were me, I would have committed suicide a long time ago. You are already a miracle that has never been seen before or since."

She walked over with a knife step by step.

"Kill me first." There was a gleam in Gu Changan's eyes, as if only death would make him truly happy.

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

"Farewell, shitty place!" he complained since he was ten years old, it's so fucking dark in 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 in order to confirm the real death of this monster.

He walked quickly, but when he was about to pass by Shishili flag, the death in Gu Changan's eyes slowly disappeared.

He turned his head and didn't want to look at it, but with tears in his eyes, he 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 who stood up at the moment, the things that he could easily let go, but his soul was crazily resisting! !

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

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

Carpenter Qin was lying in pain, and he really wanted to release the shackles that had been imprisoned for many years, but when he saw the wild dog stepping over the flag, his heart was bleeding and his flesh was trembling.

Can't lose.

can't lose...

"Okay, let's fight." Dai Xuelai was unrestrained, and rose from the ground, gathering all the vitality in one blow.

Suddenly, her pupils constricted.

A sword.

Is it two swords?

When the blood sword slashed across the sky, the scarlet sword energy enveloped hundreds of feet, and at the same time, the black mist was rushing in it, like a black dark boat in the blood river, which was extremely strange and pierced the mind.

Evil spirit!

"You..." Her face was terrified, and at the moment when the knife and the sword collided violently, she saw the blood-red eyes of a lonely person standing in a crazy posture.

There are really people in the world who can refine the evil energy of heaven and earth, and dare to ask for the most tormenting and terrifying power of heaven and earth.

The sword net shattered the saber energy, the black mist slanted like a jet, Dai Xuelai's lower abdomen was pierced with a blow, and the blood hole was still burning with flames.

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

"I also want to be injured and die like you, but I live like a human being."

Gu Changan pointed at his gradually healing abdomen, the knife cut out all his intestines, but when the sun rose tomorrow, only a faint scar could be seen on his stomach.

"You...you..." The blond woman wailed in pain, she didn't understand why the gap was so huge, she never imagined that there would be an evil sword.

puff!
A piece of flesh from the thigh was directly cut off by the blood sword,
De Shelley's vision was blurred, she knew that she would suffer the cruelest punishment,
"This situation and the scene should be recited poems, but unfortunately the old man is a rough man."

Gu Changan answered, the tip of the sword shifted to the side of the woman's leg,
"Okay!" Qin Carpenter was dazed for a while, then sighed:
"Chang'an, it's a pity that the old man can't laugh..."

He suddenly went crazy and ran towards the two beasts. He was obviously lame, but he just caught up with the men and women who were running away in fear.

"The old man is 59 years old, and he is still a cripple with a broken arm and a lame leg. What can you do if you are in your prime? Come and fight!"

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

"So what if the barbarians are powerful, what are you afraid of if the Central Plains is decadent, China will win in the end!!"

"Why do you insult us!!"

He blushed, roared hysterically, and strangled the man to death with only one hand.

"What are you running away from?" Carpenter Qin ran to the woman who fell on the ground, strangled her neck with all his might, and said in tears:
"Why are you dancing? Do you know how desperate Chang'an is? You are from the Central Plains, you shouldn't be dancing."

"I..." The woman was almost suffocated, she never imagined that a crippled old man had such great 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 stood firm for more than 60 years, and she didn't know that there was a man who was steadfast in the darkness.

There are such people in Huaxia, how could they perish.

"Die!" Carpenter Qin directly twisted the woman's neck, limp at the side, and said in despair:
"When will it be a head?"

……

……

On the border of Beiliang, a patrol tower stands majestically, and one can see the desolate and withered Yumen pass by leaning on the railing.

Gao Chaoen's white hair fluttered, and his cloudy old eyes were full of sadness.

Yumen Pass does not have him.

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

Xu Ting, the emperor of Beiliang, gave him great convenience. He even inspected everyone in the military camp, and also read the military records of killing barbarians on the border.

Nothing is nothing.

Li Ping made a mistake in spying.

The ray of dawn that had finally appeared was extinguished quietly like this.

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

This trip can be regarded as self-assessment, or it may be that after looking at Yumen Pass for too long, I feel that there are some things that should be done.

When he has reached his level, the things he wants to do must be consummated.

The Central Plains has forgotten the Eighth Regiment of the Anxi Army, and the Li family must not forget, whoever dares to forget will lose his conscience!
Because of receiving the holy order, more than 2 Anxi troops went to the Western Regions to guard the border, and never wanted to be buried in the hinterland of the barbarians. This illustrious army, more than 2 soldiers from the Central Plains, did not even return a box of ashes.

Gao Chaoen learned ten days ago that there are no sanctioners in the [-]-mile Western Region, and now that it is in chaos, this is an excellent opportunity for him to go.

It has been more than 60 years, and the bones may have been covered by yellow sand, but even if he only brings back a decayed corpse, a document, and an ancient battle flag, it is worth going for him.

Without it, just two words——

conscience.

Zai Tianyouling, he wanted Anxi Jun to know that the Central Plains had never forgotten them.

……

A bustling town.

Sitting under the eaves, the mute was skinny, with dull eyes.

In the thousands of miles of desert, he is only [-] miles away from Yumen Pass. After experiencing countless hardships, he is about to bathe in the warm wind of the Central Plains, but he can't be excited.

Every night in his nightmares, he dreamed that Chang'an had died and fell into the yellow sand all over the sky.

"It must be alive, I am almost successful."

"You have to wait until the army of the Central Plains comes to the Western Regions to pick you up. You have to show a proud smile on the top of the city, and you will hand over the flag to the Central Plains with your own hands, and say that you have not lost an inch of land in 63 years."

Liu Shang prayed in his heart, and wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes with three fingers, two of which were broken, and were chopped off by wild 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 nine hundred miles to see the light.

……

The holy city, the official residence of the judge.

The atmosphere in the study was as stiff as iron.

"Father, are you old and confused?" Hu Yanjing was rarely furious, and looked directly at his father angrily:
"How much stronger can Dai Xuelai be than the three great masters? Knowing that the more you kill the Hannu, the stronger you will be, and you will pay a huge profit to let her die?"

Hu Yanshou's facial muscles tensed, and he said in a deep voice:
"Yes, let her die!"

Hu Yanjing's expression was horrified, his father, who was once known for his wisdom, was now forced into a trance by the Han slaves in the lonely city.

"She is the illegitimate daughter of Daobugu." Hu Yanshou said coldly.

Is the knife not alone?

Hu Yanjing was dumbfounded.

That is one of the top figures in the empire. He was a grand master 20 years ago and has been practicing in the abyss.

"Could it be?" he trembled.

"That's right." Hu Yanshou's face was gloomy like rusted iron, and he said firmly:

"Forcing Dao Bugu to show up, he will avenge my daughter, and Gu Chang'an will definitely die."

Hu Yanjing's eyes couldn't hide the shock, how dare his father plan a gamble like this?

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

The visitor had no eyeballs, the upper and lower eyelids were glued together, the nose was sunken, and the flesh and blood were distorted and deformed.

"My daughter's soul card is cracked, you did it to me." Dao Bugu's voice was extremely hoarse and chaotic.

"Knife..." Hu Yanjing's spine shivered, and he didn't dare to look at that ugly face at all.

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

"Listen to my explanation..." As soon as Hu Yanshou stood up, his figure slammed against the wall, his ribs were broken, and half of his face was dripping with blood from the sawdust.

In this world, only the gods under the crown can beat the judge of the empire, but at this moment, the sword is not alone, one step at a time, twisting Hu Yanshou's head.

"My daughter died, because of you, right?"

"No!" Hu Yanshou screamed.

After scrutinizing him for a long time, he finally tabooed his status 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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