"Kill everyone...?"


    A chill surged in Gong Cheng''s heart.


    The massacre of the city and the capital building in wars is not uncommon in wars. He also thinks that he has experienced so many twists and turns and has long been as hard as iron. It is difficult for anything in this world to make him lose control of his emotions.


    But he still overestimated himself.


    The visitor''s mood was affected by just one sentence.


    The other party''s eyes were calm and empty, and there was no trace of ridicule: "Otherwise? War is essentially just the four words "life and death victory and loss". The enemy will not lose, and we will not die. We will not be buried. Child, don''t you think this is playing house, right?"


    Young people nowadays?


    Humph, each generation is worse than the other.


    If it were people of their era, how could they be as squeamish as Gong Cheng? Whether it is an enemy or a trench, just step on it. He didn''t know why the old guy who had always been decisive in killing chose Gong Cheng, because this kid was too cowardly and swaying.


    Gong Cheng said decisively: "Of course not."


    The visitor did not listen to him and continued, "I had a little understanding of you before I came to see you. You were not loyal to Beimo, but you had to fight for Beimo."


    Gong Cheng said: "So what?"


    Laughter spilled out of the throat of the visitor, and changed the topic: "I was born into a small tribe in the Beimo tribe. I went away to make a living and martial arts. When I came back, my father died and my mother died, and my wife was raped and humiliated. When I found her, she already had evil seeds in her belly, and there was a five-year-old girl beside her. Who did these? Don''t you think that the countries in the northwest are all righteous soldiers? Leading the army with strict discipline?"


    Gong Cheng didn''t understand why he suddenly talked about this.


    "You don''t want to say that Beimo is innocent, right?"


    The visitor: “There is no innocent under the military attack.”


    The first wife was in a better situation than the same group of captured female prisoners. Because of her outstanding appearance, she did not fall into the situation of prostitute camps for the soldiers to enjoy her, but was presented to the little leader as a gift to please her. The man who followed him either died in battle or wanted to exchange her for greater benefits, and finally followed him now.


    Both the daughter and the child in the womb are in this position now.


    There are four women like his first wife in the current backyard, and five others are given to colleagues or go to the top to handle relationships. She was just one of the more favored ones of the ten walking spoils and had children, so she was not re-sold.


    The first wife saw her husband who had been away for many years but was still young, and her pretty face faded away from her blood. She thought of something, and she trembled and pulled her daughter into her arms. Her lips trembled and she couldn''t spit out a word, but her eyes were filled with fear for her husband.


    The visitor fell silent about this scene.


    Most women in Beimo grow wildly, and their skin is rough and rough due to harsh and changing environments. No matter how good the foundation is, it will be discounted, but it has a special wildness. Free, vigorous, enthusiastic, ostentatious, tenacious... like a handful of grass seeds, flying to the wind, you can take root, grow, and reproduce anywhere.


    But his first wife in front of him made him unfamiliar.


    The skin on the cheeks and neck is delicate and white. Although the material of the clothes is not brocade silk, it is not comparable to ordinary people. The eyebrows and eyes are filled with melancholy. When she looked at herself with a pleading look, she could not see the characteristics of the Beimo woman.


    The environment and the world can really make people unrecognizable.


    He stretched out his hand: [I won’t kill you. 】


    My first wife shook her head wildly with tears in her eyes.


    Kneeling on the ground, she tightened her daughter in her arms again, and took a few steps back. She dared not speak, and could not use bad elegant language to anger her husband, but she could not use her unfamiliar mother tongue, which would become a death knell for death.


    His eyes were sunken: [Are you worried that I will kill you? 】


    The first wife shook her head again, and the crystal tears filled with them splashed with the movements. The daughter in her arms was hurt by her, and she wanted to struggle uncomfortable: [Mom, let Dad kill him—]


    The first wife was so scared that she was nowhere to be looked down upon and hurriedly covered her daughter''s mouth.


    Looking at the girl''s appearance of breathing, his eyes fell on his first wife Gao Long''s lower abdomen: [Of course I can''t blame you for your experience. I won''t kill you. I will take you away and start over, but - these two evil species cannot be kept! 】


    The first wife''s answer was still shaking her head.


    He never let go of his daughter.


    Holding tears, shaking his head, sobbing in his unfamiliar mother tongue: [I won’t go with you! Can''t hurt my daughter! 】


    Of course she missed her husband, and she always missed her when she was most desperate, and it was also the two most difficult years that this longing supported her. Until I met this person now, he was not a good husband and had no gentleness, but he provided himself with a stable life.


    She couldn''t refuse to obey this husband.


    If she is not obedient, she will be transferred to a stranger again.


    She thought she liked the other person a little.


    Since her daughter was born, she has repeated these thoughts with herself over and over again. She has become meek and considerate in other women in the backyard. From being a joke at the beginning to being familiar with it later, she seems to be completely integrated into a world that she has never been exposed to in the first twenty years.


    But the real husband appeared.


    The moment she saw the other person, what she felt was not the joy of escaping from birth and reunion of her husband and wife, but a sense of fear and suffocation that was on the verge of death. The original ability to see the stable future of the head at first glance was forced to be covered with a layer of fog.


    [Since that''s the case, then just exchange your life for another life! Do you want this one to live in your arms or your belly to live? These two children can only leave one alive! I am incompetent in your experience, but everyone involved in this matter will die! 】


    My first wife hesitated for several breaths.


    Holding his daughter''s hand, he let go slightly.


    She pushed her daughter gently towards her husband, and her daughter''s expression was dull and numb, and she was obviously frightened. The visitor was about to sneer, and blood was leaking from the corner of the woman''s mouth. His facial features were violently distorted due to severe pain, and he stretched out his hand toward his husband.


    […Children...I bother you, take care of you…]


    The severe pain made her teeth tremble up and down.


    She wanted to roll on the ground.


    [Give me a happy time, Brother Yun—]


    The person who came to kill his wife and started a massacre, not even a yellow dog guarding the door was left. When the male owner of the mansion heard the news and rushed back, he saw only a dozen of his children hanging on the beam of the house, and his daughter who was trembling and hiding in the corner. The ground was covered with wives, concubines, servants and maids guarding the courtyard, and a strange warrior stood in the middle.


    The anger of his wife, concubine and children being killed was far less strong than his desire to escape. He did the same. In the end, he was strangled by the other party and lifted up his limbs, which had been shattered by the other party with his weapons. He was waiting in despair for death to come, but he heard the voice of the murderer in his ears. The latter turned his head and faced the girl in the corner, the child who looked very much like his first wife: [Kill him, you will live! 】


    The girl held a dagger covered with warm blood, and she lost control and yelled and stabbed the dagger into the man''s body one by one. She didn''t know where the vital point of the human body was, and the strength was not strong enough to be killed in one blow. The man wanted to struggle at first, but finally he looked at the sky numbly.


    As the blood passes, the vitality is also moving away.


    The murderer of the family was sitting next to him, looking at the same scarlet sunset as his friend chatted: [Is it tragic? Cruel? Is human nature lost? But aren’t this all your own self-investigation? As long as there are people like you and people like me, we will continue to create women as innocent as Amuqing. These people died because of me and also because of you, and you and I will be guilty of the same sin. 】


    The blood-stained hand patted his cheek.


    [You should atone for your killing, so do I. 】


    He took his first wife and the girl away, burned the place with a fire, and buried his first wife on the dirt **** where he often went. The sunset view here was very beautiful. The world is vast and the breeze is endless. It is said that after every Beimo citizen dies, his soul will turn into a small grass seed, rising with the wind and falling with the wind. He left here with the girl and doubts.


    After going around, the girl grew up little by little. She had a man she liked, and she also had her own child, and that child also sprouted and grew like grass seeds. Free, vigorous, enthusiastic, ostentatious, tenacious... just like every woman in the Northern Desert.


    Unfortunately, the girl died during the second childbirth. Her husband was captured when he went to war and finally died of five horses dismembered. Her head became an embellishment of a certain Beijing Temple in Tuocheng, and tens of thousands of people cheered for victory. Their only child escaped and was entrusted to him.


    At that time, he was already a famous general in the Northern Desert.


    Siege cities and plunder land, kill people and set fires.


    What he did was no different from those of the past and the present, just like a wild beast that would have to kill if it wanted to survive. Killing is for survival, and both are like a vicious circle. The doubts that plagued the whole youth were never resolved.


    Until one defeat and captured.


    He was seriously injured and was about to die, and he was also ready to die.


    Now, it''s his turn to atone for his killings.


    But he did not die, but instead met a handsome young man dressed in a foreign race. The young man was the first lord. The first lord was a very knowledgeable person. The other party''s voice was a natural frivolous tone: [Death is escape, not atonement, and living is atonement. 】


    [Use the creation of killing to atone for killing? 】


    [What''s wrong? Is this difficult to understand? Stop the battle with war! Only when the people of the world have no more of you and me, and the fragmented land gathers into one can we truly wash away all our sins! The final result is achieved through continuous killing! This is the price! As long as it can be achieved, there will be no more women like your first wife in the future. Whether it is the Northern Desert or the places outside the Northern Desert. 】


    The young man''s voice is very deceptive.


    It was like one hand pushing away the fog that had plagued him for many years.


    In order to stop the killing, it is necessary to kill.


    As for whom it is, it doesn’t matter.


    The result is the most important!


    As a general in the Northern Desert, he completely defected to the young Wu Kingdom and continued to do things he had repeated countless times before, leading his troops to charge into battle, and his subordinates had countless lives. Wu Guo gave him hope. This hope was finally destroyed a hundred years ago.


    His thoughts were pulled back and he looked at Gong Cheng.


    "You are unwilling to be truly used by Beimo because your ancestors have been fighting with Beimo for many years. You just attack the generals at all times because you feel that you are helping the evil, but in my opinion, it is all right. Outsiders will think you are noble because you only attack the enemy generals and not the soldiers? Hypocrisy! No matter which starting point is, you can achieve your goal in the end."


    As long as you can reach the end.


    Who are you looking forward to reaching the end?


    This doesn''t matter.


    It can be the Wu Kingdom back then, or it can be the Beimo today.


    Gong Cheng closed his eyes and stabilized his shaken heart, admitted frankly: "Young people are indeed not open-minded gentlemen, or hypocrites or real villains. These false reputations are not important. Seniors are willing to persuade them with their own experiences, so they look down on them, but younger people are different from seniors. You have great ambitions in your heart and want to be peaceful in the world, but younger people only want to protect their only blood relatives'' safety..."


    The other party sneered when he heard this.


    The laughter implies murderous intention: "It is really a waste of talent to pass on his lifelong martial arts to you, such a waste of money with no ambitions."


    Gong Cheng said with no slightness or hardness: "When Gong dies for them, seniors can help find a talent with great ambitions. [Revelation] this secret technique is not difficult to learn."


    The visitor just said, "Three updates to the next day!"


    If Gong Cheng doesn''t go, he will bear the consequences at his own risk.


    After the other party''s breath completely disappeared, Gong Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he came to his senses, he realized that his left hand was covered with a layer of light blue ice and snow. He clenched his fist and accumulating force. With a crisp sound, the ice layer exploded and fell off, shattering into **** at his feet.


    "Although it is just an incarnation, the strength of the twenty-level Chehou is indeed fearful. Kang Guo is afraid that he will be doomed this time..." He murmured in his mouth, as he was worried about his hometown, but he also knew that he did not have the qualifications, so he could only suppress it hard.


    The second day, evening.


    The border fortress is filled with cold and murderous aura.


    Chu Jie was wearing a strong outfit and sat cross-legged in the hall to adjust his breathing.


    Not long after, a sound of armor joints colliding came from outside. The person who came was wearing full of martial armor. He raised his hand and stroked his face while stepping into the hall. The hideous evil ghost-faced armor turned into martial arts and entered his palm: "Marson, I just received two messages."


    Chu Jie walked through the last Zhoutian and calmed his breath.


    Open your eyes: "General Bai, please say."


    The information that Bai Su personally can tell the importance of it.


    Bai Su said: "One of the news from the Wang Ting side, the Minister of War Jiang Xiandeng used the way of scholars. He saw dark clouds covering his master''s heart, and there was a chance that something might happen to the border. The master secretly escaped from the main force and arrived, and he should be able to arrive in advance. Secondly, a warrior named Yun appeared in the Beimo Camp. He didn''t know the depth of his strength, but judging from the reactions of the high-level leaders of the Beimo, the other party was probably a tricky one."


    "The surname Yun... a warrior?"


    Chu Jie stood up from the main seat.


    The surname Yun is rare.


    Coincidentally, they met a man named Yun.


    What does the warrior surnamed Yun who joined the Beimo camp have to do with General Yun Yuanmou? Reminding Bai Su''s information in the second half, he felt a bit ominous premonition. He remembered Yunce mentioned that he was an orphan adopted by his teacher and took the teacher''s surname.


    Yunce’s teacher is also named Yun.


    He is also an unfathomable hidden master.


    Seeing that Chu Jie''s expression changed, Bai Su knew that he was thinking about it: "The Marshal was worried that the warrior was General Yun''s teacher? It''s not impossible, his teacher''s strength is..."


    Those words were swallowed by Bai Su.


    Warriors of that level have only heard of rumors.


    The master did not think about recruiting the other party, but in the end, it was left unresolved. Yun Ce and Xian Yujian had not returned to visit relatives over the years, and there was a sense of strangeness in it.


    Chu Jie said: "It may also be a coincidence."


    Although this possibility is not great.


    Bai Su raised her hand and put the face armor back. A cold voice came from behind the face armor. In conjunction with the hideous ghost face, it seemed like a real evil ghost whispered: "If you are really General Yun''s teacher, you can only fight to the death. Twenty-six-class Marquis Che, you can''t kill him!"


    |ω`)


    Shiitake mushrooms didn’t care much about the activities of the website. It was still before that some readers said that Qishan’s character had entered the 50th place in the Breaking Update Festival (although it dropped to 51 later). Yesterday, another reader mentioned this in the group and asked if there was any extra, so he wrote this article.


    PS: Actually, this explosive update has nothing to do with retreating, but everyone voted for Qishan''s ranking, so they prepared in advance.


    PPS: I drove the high-speed train for seven hours yesterday, and I was standing for five hours. In addition, I felt uncomfortable with a cold, so I kept taking a rest when I got home, so I posted an extra. I also know that some readers are not interested in extras, so there is a reminder in the title, so don’t order by mistake.


    PPPS: The new book is ready at the beginning, but the specific content is hard to say. One feature that can be revealed is that the heroine''s needlework is very good (#Ghost Face)