"Dang!~dang!~dang!"

The crisp sounds of continuous ups and downs resounded under the sky.

Outside the Wandering Soul Castle, when he heard the several crisp sounds of the Turkic barbarians, he didn't even have time to carry the escalator, so he decisively held up the round shield, put away the scimitar, and scattered the birds and beasts.

"The Turkic barbarians retreated!"

I don’t know who shouted like this at the top of the city first. In an instant, many heroes and soldiers from the world who were still dull and were all covered with this sound and spread throughout the entire Wandering Soul Castle.

The city was originally silent, but when I heard this sound, from near to far, every household poked his head out to find out the truth of the matter.

This is naturally true.

The Ranger General was clearly aware that he had not fought such a tough battle for many years. He was still standing on the top of the city. He was accidentally cut by the Turkic barbarian's scimitar on his left arm, and looked at the sky in the distance, stunned alone.

Whether it is a gang of people from the Jianghu, the Tang Dynasty soldiers, or the people in the city, they will be together and celebrate!

Fifty thousand Turkic barbarians, who had no success in siege, were forced to call the gold to withdraw their troops.

These soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, heroes of the martial arts world and the people in the city, would not pay attention to why at this time, the Turkic barbarians only needed to make a little effort and might be able to take the city head, but suddenly retreated. Not to mention whether they would be counterattacked by the Tang Dynasty soldiers, if they could take the city head, they would definitely have a great boost in morale.

But he retreated inexplicably, without reason.

Maybe Shi Dianming figured it out, because Guo Xiaojiu did not come back, the Taoist woman who flew over the city and brought Zhang Jiming's body back did not come back.

They won! But they didn't come back.

All the horse-striking cavalry in the city were sent one after another until the sun set on the Gobi Desert in the west, without any news.

Tonight in the Wandering Soul Castle, no matter whether the Turkic barbarians will march tomorrow, they will sing and dance to celebrate the night.

After all night, Ning Buer didn't know how far he had walked west from the Wandering Soul Castle, when he could reach Tianshan Mountain and reach the Baiyi Gate of Jianghu.

"Fairy, stop." Guo Xiaojiu woke up again at some point, and said softly from Ning Buer's ear.

"Don't worry, you won't die. We will not be able to walk to the White-Yu Gate soon, so you must hold on." In Ning Buer's heart, as long as Guo Xiaojiu arrives in that place, he will definitely be able to survive.

She didn't want him to die like this, and she was sure he couldn't die like this. What's the point of missing people like him in the world?

So, Ning Buer did not stop under his feet, but instead walked faster.

Perhaps the brief confrontation with Yu Fengyi yesterday caused Ning Buer to suffer some injuries, and her breathing was not very stable.

I don’t know how far I walked, Ning Buer accidentally stepped on a sand pit, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on the Gobi Desert.

She ignored her injuries, but hurriedly sat up and hugged Guo Xiaojiu in her arms. When she saw that he was still half open, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fairy, it really makes me happy to see you. Do you think my ancestors often burn high incense before? That's why, cough cough."

Before he finished speaking, Guo Xiaojiu coughed up a cloud of blood, making it impossible for him to continue speaking.

"Okay, I understand." Seeing this, Ning Buer quickly rolled up his cuffs with his hands and wiped the blood from the corner of Guo Xiaojiu's mouth clean. Her eyes were full of fear.

"Don't talk anymore, and then we'll be here soon." Ning Buer didn't know how far it was, but she wouldn't give up just like that, because it was related to his life.

He took two heavy breaths, wondering how much wind and sand were in his mouth, but Guo Xiaojiu still smiled. In his eyes, even if the fairy was covered in wind and frost on her face, she was more beautiful than ever before.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently put it on the scabbard, but there was no extra strength to make him suffer, so he could only give up. At this time, he really wanted to hum a song for Ning Buer.

Suddenly I thought of the hairpin in my arms, and she was right in front of me. I might not have another chance in the future.

He reached out to touch Ning Buer's cheek. Ning Buer leaned down and let his blood-stained hands slide across her cheek. He smiled even happier: "Close your eyes, I have something to give to you."

Ning Buer did as he did, but she didn't do it completely. Her eyes narrowed a slit and could still see Guo Xiaojiu's movements clearly.

His hand took out a hairpin from his arms, but at this time there were blood on the hairpin, so there was no beauty at all.

"You can open it." Guo Xiaojiu's voice became even weaker, and his lips were already a little white when he spoke.

She naturally saw all this, so she quietly wiped away a few tears. She just thought that she was content to meet him in the world. She asked, her voice choked: "Is it for me?"

"That's sure." Guo Xiaojiu answered very simply. When he spoke, he forced his breath to rise against the current. He didn't want to destroy the beauty at this time: "Fairy, can I put it on for you personally?"

"Yeah!" Ning Buer felt that she could not stop her tears at all. She did not force her to stop her. She was still a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, so why couldn't she cry?

What kind of Taoist wizards are the enemy of me? Even if the whole world is not as important as him.

"Don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry," Guo Xiaojiu put his hairpin on her head, and he felt it was beautiful.

"Yeah!" Ning Buer cried even more sadly for some reason, but his choked voice was not as violent as before.

She thought of the strange sound she used to hate Guo Xiaojiu's scabbard sound. Now, how much she hopes that he can play a song for her.

"Fairy, I haven't told you something. If you don't say it now, I'm afraid there will be no chance." Guo Xiaojiu did not withdraw his hand, but gently wiped away the tears flowing on his cheeks.

Before Ning Buer could answer, Guo Xiaojiu continued, "Ning Buer, Ning Buer, I, Guo Xiaojiu, like you!"

"I know!" Ning Buer pressed his cheek against Guo Xiaojiu's forehead almost at the same time. She didn't want him to continue saying: "I know."

This is the first time Guo Xiaojiu has really called Ning Buer's name. From now on, he doesn't have to keep calling her fairy. I don't know if there is any future, if there is any,

Maybe something had happened to Ning Buer quickly stood up and carried Guo Xiaojiu onto her back. She continued to move forward without wanting to delay even a moment: "Guo Xiaojiu, listen, I have never hated you."

"In Luoyang City, in that mountain, and after, and until now, there has not been any more."

Guo Xiaojiu listened carefully on Ning Buer's back, and he nodded.

"You must live well. From now on, I will ask you, Guo Xiaojiu, to accompany me for the rest of your life, and you must do it."

"Yes!" Guo Xiaojiu responded softly.

"I also want to tell you that I wanted to say this to you a long time ago, but you didn't tell me in person. You said it just now." Ning Buer continued to move forward, one foot deep and the other was shallow, and there were tears on her cheeks, but she laughed happily: "Guo Xiaojiu, I Ning Buer also like you. You said you were going to Qingcheng Mountain and hit the door to find me. I hope you would go to propose marriage to me at that time."

"Guo Xiaojiu, I want you to be with me well for the rest of my life!"

There was no answer behind him, and Guo Xiaojiu just half-squinted his eyes. He listened very carefully and was very happy. From what I remember, he has never been so happy.

Ning Buer is still walking forward, I don’t know how long it will take, I just hope she will hold on.

"Guo Xiaojiu, you said that you want to kill all the people in the world who want to kill me for me. If you haven't done it yet, how can you break your promise?"

She kept muttering and talking nonstop. She had never said so many things to anyone. Her master did not have, and Zen Master Bukong did not have. He was the only one in the world, and he had this honor.

"Guo Xiaojiu, you are just a thief. If you steal my heart, don't try to run away."

Guo Xiaojiu nodded: "Ning Buer, I won't run away. If you let me die, I will rely on you. Cough cough!"
Chapter completed!