"I trust you so much, never..." Mu Yuan leaned outside his tent, sat on the ground, holding a jar of wine in his hand, his face flushed, looking up at the sky, his eyes full of trauma, and said stammeringly, "I have never blasphemed your words, nor have you scolded you, you actually... Is this what you said about retribution? Why? Why? Why are there so many humans here to be tortured, but you are indifferent? Aren't you compassionate? Why do we have to bear this unparalleled pain? Wait for the torture of death here?"

After saying that, Mu Yuan took a sip of wine and couldn't drink, so after sip, he bent down and coughed for a long time before he recovered. He wiped the corners of his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "You are just a bastard..."

Wangchen came to him at some point and sat side by side. Mu Yuan turned around and stretched out his fingers to gesture: "Do you know? Yelangzhong and I have known each other for many years, twenty years? thirty years? forty years? fifty years? I don't remember it myself. We have met since we were so young... no... we should have met him when we were so young. He is my only relative in this world except for my master. He is always very strong. When he came back from the polar land, no one, including his father.

I told me that just being alone wanders around the world, no matter what happens, he always has a way. I know that this time, he will definitely have a way, and there will definitely be a way. I tell myself like this every day, so I never worry about this shitty 'Death Valley'. As a result... he went... he went like this... he was killed by a group of brainless baboons... how could it be?" Mu Yuan turned to look at Wang Chen's face, sprayed a mouthful of alcohol, and asked loudly in confusion: "How is it possible?"

Wang Chen was silent without any answer. He was calm, but in fact he felt very uncomfortable. He was not much better than Mu Yuan. He just kept holding on and it was really hard to accept the news of Chu Xunyu's death. He had divined his fortune when he was in Tianji Pavilion, and his fortune was closely related to him. This was a fate arrangement. Why did he go to the end of his life before fate was finished? Is it just because this is the Valley of Death and is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Way?

Gao Wei was numbly tied the tent rope in his hand not far away because he could not accept Chu Xunyu's death. In his impression, this "fairy brother" could almost never escape danger. Whether on the battlefield or in the post-war era, he could always survive every time he encountered danger. This time, he was just a baboon, could he kill him? It was simply a joke, it must be a joke.

At this moment, a rapid sound of golden sound came, which was the alarm of the night of dark blood moon. Seeing the setting sun slowly falling in the sky, it seemed that the next killing night was coming in a flash, and everyone immediately rushed to the central army's tent to wait for deployment.

Sun Mengqing stood in the tent of the Central Army. He had just arranged his response strategy tonight, but he was still habitually prepared to let Chu Xunyu take people out to act alone. As a result, he was no longer there. The young boy from the Medicine King's Mansion who always contradicted him could walk out from the two poles alive and wrote such a legend, but he could not escape from this narrow valley of death. It was really ridiculous. So he shook his head, signaled himself to calm down, and sent two other disciples from Shushan to the place.

After the crowd was gone, Sun Mengqing stayed alone in the tent. Looking at the busy crowd outside, he seemed particularly empty. It was not easy to meet someone worthy of his trust here. Although Bai Cheng is a military disciple, he is younger than himself and has never worked with him. He was promoted to "Major" in a few years after the war. It was said that he was trained to help the mortal dynasty suppress bandits on the frontier. Although it is still reliable, as a commander, he must go through a large war like the war between the two dynasties to cultivate it. He still seems much immature. Zhaocheng is the purpose of his trip. So what if he trusts him? I hope he fights on the battlefield? Then why not go out and see if there are any gods appearing.

Thinking of this, Sun Mengqing couldn't help but turn around and smiled self-deprecatingly. He took out the wine glass on the table behind him. After filling it up, he drank a glass by himself, then held the other glass in his hand. After watching for a long time, he murmured to himself: "I thought we could still fight together, but this was a luxury. You once said that war is evil and can destroy human souls. If you die, you will definitely go to hell. There are countless evil Shura ghosts waiting for us. I am very tired and thought about death, but I didn't expect you to go first. , This world is so cruel and ugly, life is suffering and life is tragic, we live without surrender; we cannot be appointed to death, you are an unquestionable warrior, brave and strong, and after going to hell, don't surrender and continue to fight against those evil ghosts. You have been my subordinate for a short time, don't embarrass me, wait for me, I guess I will go there later." After saying that, I sprinkled all the wine in my hand on the ground, took the white feather fan on the table, put on the sleeveless cloak with the word "阿" and turned around and went out.

Sun Mengqing is destined to be a qualified general, because she has the character of all the generals in the history of China, which is calm, as calm as ever, so calm that she can't believe it. Even if the sky falls and the earth falls, everyone is confused, and she has to force herself to calm down. Why do she say that? It's because there is no hope in the Death Valley this time. What Gongshu can do, it does not mean that she can do it. Who is he? The most famous person in history One of them, he could kill Meibo and leave safely, because he was Gongshu. Sun Mengqing brought so many people of varying quality and quality to leave safely like him, which was simply a fantasy, so there was no hope at all. As a result, what the female prisoner said made him regain a little but insignificant hope. After sending people to inquire, he couldn't help but find out the way, and he also took Chu Xunyu's life. This is the answer: Not everyone is Gongshu.

Sun Mengqing has tasted the taste of despair alone in the tent countless times. He experienced the wars between the two dynasties, but the enemy could be killed at that time. Now he is facing a group of incredible and difficult-to-kill monsters. Such a dilemma is even worse than that in the past. However, she is the main general, and cannot cry, not be sad, and not lose confidence. Therefore, every time she walks out of the tent, she must calm down. This forced calmness is undoubtedly even more lonely. She has already thought about it. She is a general who is on the battlefield. Even if she dies, she must not tolerate the insults of those monsters. Before her death, she will use military secret techniques to dissipate her soul and will definitely not allow them to be defiled by them.

The sun sets, the moon appears...

Time passed quickly, and the setting sun was struggling and setting. The bloody moon began to climb to the top of the sky. Fierce battles began in the human camp below, with overflowing flames and shouts everywhere. Sun Mengqing stood in the center and issued an orderly loudly: "Public disciples of Gongshu, southwest, crossbows fired volleys; disciples of Shushan, rushing in the northeast corner, opening the gap; disciples of Mo family, move the sky umbrella to the north and protect the wounded; Bohai Sword Sect, regain the gap in the west; Liuxi Tower, there will be monsters coming over you soon, prepare poison smoke; Tribulation Source Sect, prepare to kill monsters..."

At this moment, a golden light work appeared in the east. A huge angry Buddha rushed left and right in the group of charming baboons. Countless charming baboons were shot away. You could tell at a glance that it was Muyuan. There were no other Buddhist monks in the camp. Chu Xunyu was right, but war can change a person. Buddhist disciples who have always been compassionate have all started killing. What courage does this require? Sun Mengqing couldn't help but smiled mockingly, so he continued to look up and issue orders.

At this time, Mu Yuan continued to drink and rushed to the front, cherishing the moment of restoring magic power, and venting all his anger in the crowd. Compassion no longer works for these brainless beasts, because it was them that killed Chu Xunyu. Mu Yuan's face was red, and she didn't know whether it was alcohol or anger, but no one on the left dared to get close, knowing that he was in a bad mood.

The Meiboba can never be killed. Just as Mu Yuan was fighting fiercely, the Meibobas ahead suddenly dispersed to both sides in horror, and Mu Yuan was puzzled. At this time, he only saw a figure that was once similar in his golden Buddha light. He was carrying a long sword on his back and was cold in black. Mu Yuan asked in a strange voice: "Wild Doctor?"

The person who came was Chu Xunyu who hadn't seen for a long time. Wasn't he dead? Chu Xunyu looked at Mu Yuan quietly and laughed: "Bajie, I know how to kill these things."
Chapter completed!