Chapter 45 forty five

"It's nothing generous," Xijing shook his head, "Kongsang people owe Haiguo too much, so what's the point?" The two walked back and forth, all the way north.There are traces of war along the road, ten rooms are empty, some villages are completely deserted, only the remaining fires that have not been extinguished are burning secretly among the broken wells and ruins, the cheers of crows and bird spirits spread in the wind, sharing the Feast of death.Seeing such a miserable scene, Na Sheng felt even more sad. "That Pojun really deserves death." She murmured, "I hope Dragon God and Stinky Hand can defeat him as soon as possible."

Xijing, however, was full of worry: "It's not that easy, he's too strong... Not only has he inherited the two powers of God of Destruction and Sword Master, but he's also the owner of Garuda—the most frightening thing is that the devil can kill and kill." He draws strength from destruction. The war has progressed so far, and his strength has improved a lot compared to the beginning!" Na Sheng looked back at Xijing in disbelief: "So, no one can defeat him now?" Kongsang Sword Saint's eyes were heavy: "One-on-one, there is no one in the entire Yunhuang who is his opponent - his sword skills are comparable to mine, his spiritual power is comparable to that of Zhenlan, and Garuda, who can compete with the Dragon God The Garuda, and the power it constantly draws from death... Think about it, how many people would it take to join forces to barely resist it?"

Although Na Sheng didn't understand any major events in the world, he gasped after hearing such a simple and clear analysis, looked down at the ground under his feet, and remained silent for a while. "It's terrible," she said softly, "When we met in Taoyuan County a year ago, who knew he would become like this?" Xijing smiled wryly: "If I had known earlier, I would have killed him no matter what." He patted the empty jug beside his waist and sighed: "The school of sword masters has been passed down for thousands of years, and this is the first time such a thing has appeared. A scum of the teacher's school... It's a pity that Master Mu Yu passed away—if the master is still alive, maybe there will be a solution."

"Really?" Na Sheng was very surprised, "Even if you, Stinky Hand and Dragon God can't do it together, can she do it?" Xijing still shook his head: "A person's strength is not measured by strength, girl. For Po Jun, everything in this world can't compare to Master Mu Yan's gentle words." "Ah?" Na Sheng was puzzled. "You won't understand." Xijing sighed. "Cut, I hate that you guys who have lived for hundreds of years pretend to be deep." Na Sheng felt that she was underestimated again, and she couldn't help becoming slightly angry, "How do you know that I don't understand?!"

Xijing looked at her helplessly: "Actually, I don't really understand..." He raised his head and looked towards the sky with a dazed expression on his face: "To be honest, I really don't understand this junior fellow of the same school—Bai Ying may know better than me. People's hearts and feelings are delicate...and I'm just a Big boss." Speaking of this, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, those words before Ting's death were still in his ears. ——Ting, Ting... Indeed, I am such a careless person. When you were alive, I never understood your mind. Until you died, it was irretrievable... Now you have turned into white clouds and returned to the sky, Are you also watching this bloody battle on the earth, worrying about your own people and me?

"General Xijing." After walking for a while, a soldier led his horse forward, "Mr. Murong, please go to Jiuyi Zitai as soon as possible." Purple Taiwan?Xijing was startled and came back to his senses.This is the capital of Jiuyi and the official residence of King Qing.Qingyuan is now a ghost, and he can only stay in the darkness of the Valley of the Kings during the day, and can only come out at night—so during this period of time, after the assassination of Governor Gao Shunzhao, Murong Xiu from Zhongzhou left Xifeng County The capital came to Zitai to assist the young King Qing.Throughout Dongze, Xijing is the actual military commander and executor, while Murong Xiu has become a strategic strategist, directly obeying the orders of Crown Prince Zhenlan in Wuse City.

Now that Murong Xiu wanted him to go to Zitai as soon as possible, what happened?This jeweler from Zhongzhou and Kongsang's military adviser has always been doing things like this. "I'll go with you!" When he was pondering, Na Sheng jumped up, "I haven't seen that guy for a long time!" "Why, did you miss him?" Xijing couldn't help laughing, remembering that these two people were Yunhuang's companions who arrived together - at that time, the little girl looked at the handsome young man with a nympho expression in her eyes, which made him I saw it at a glance.

"What!" Na Sheng stomped his feet, "Don't talk nonsense, it would be bad if Yan Xi heard it!" Xijing laughed: "The envoy Zuo Quan is still in the camp of the National Restoration Army, how can he hear you?" "Then don't talk nonsense!" Na Sheng blushed, a little anxious, "It's nothing! I didn't think about others! I, I only think about Yanxi! If you say it again, I won't go with you ,Humph." Seeing that she was getting annoyed, Xijing stopped her mouth in a timely manner and led the horse: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you. Girl, let's go on the road!"

The two got on their horses and ran towards the north, and they arrived at the junction of the two counties in a short while. At this moment, the sky has turned dark, the twilight is deep, and the surrounding scenery is gradually blurred.Countless stars gradually lit up in the night overhead, like fine diamonds sprinkled all over the sky, bright and beautiful. "Crossing this mountain, there is the post station of Jiuyi." Xijing raised his horsewhip and pointed to a dark mountain ahead, comforting the girl who was walking at night, "Do you want to take a rest?"