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Chapter 22 Killing the Spring Breeze and Unwilling to Return(1/2)

In the barren and lonely desert, the man in red robe wandered aimlessly, with Carpenter Qin slowly following behind.

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

"Spring." Half a peach blossom branch was placed in the Buddhist niche. Gu Changan hugged the Buddhist niche with confused eyes.

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

Chang'an is not crazy yet. If it were, it would not bring Buddhist altars to drive away the plague.

But where does the spring come from in this dead land?

Ten years ago, the hope was reinforcements from the Central Plains. Five years ago, I gradually accepted the cruel facts. I only hoped that Anxi’s heroic spirit would return to its roots and that the deeds of the isolated city would not be buried in the loess.

Now, this man who killed thousands of armies by himself, his only hope is that the peach branches will 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 fifteen years ago when he dragged away the white-robed child who insisted on guarding the city.

Gu Changan was silent and walked back to the isolated city with Grandpa Qin, but after a moment, his numb expression showed a strange twist.

"Why are you still coming? 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 I was completely exhausted mentally and physically to do a meaningless thing.

Even sin!

It's all his fault for killing 10,000 corpses and causing the plague. Otherwise, how could he have taken away the lives of nine relatives?

Carpenter Qin couldn't hear or see clearly, he just stood up straight with a cold face, as if to show off his straight spine, but the lame man with one arm staggered no matter how hard he tried.

As the sun sets, three horses gallop forward.

The leader was a blond woman in her thirties. She reined in her horse and threw a long green-patterned knife into the air, the blade hanging without falling.

She silently stared at the blood-stained lonely city, and then turned her gaze to the man with disheveled hair and no energy.

"The person who will kill you is Dai Shi Daixue from the Holy City."

Reaching an exchange of interests with the Huyan Judge also clarified the humiliating history of the Western Region of the Empire.

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

The atmosphere was as quiet as a tomb, with no sound except the wind from heaven and earth.

"On this trip, I brought two people from the Central Plains with me." She didn't take it seriously and said with a smile:

"Dai's most loyal lackey, please pay homage to Gu Zhong from the Central Plains."

A man and a woman were pale-faced, shaking violently while sitting on the horse, with their heads lowered.

The green-eyed woman waved her skirt sleeves, and the two of them were caught up in the energy and fell off their horses.

"My ancestors were all from the Central Plains, but they were smart and knew that the Barbarian Empire was unstoppable, so they began to join us very early. There are many people like them."

She was walking in the desert as she talked.

"Coward!" Carpenter Qin shouted angrily.

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

His life was threatened, so he was forced to follow Miss Dai. He had prepared many arrogant words on the way here.

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

"During the Sui Dynasty, I heard that your ancestor was an official?"

The green-eyed woman turned to look at the man.

The man opened his mouth, noticing the murderous look in his eyes, he choked and said:

"Go to...the governor of Shangzhou."

Dai Xue came and tapped her chin and said calmly:

"It's great to be a third-grade feudal official. My ancestors were rich, well-dressed and well-fed."

Her tone suddenly became sarcastic and she laughed:

"Gu Changan, what about you?"

"Your ancestors were mud-legged, not cows and horses, right? As long as you had some status, your grandfather would never come to the Western Regions to guard the border!"

"Stupid fool!"

Carpenter Qin looked ferocious, while Gu Changan still looked numb.

"Dance for fun and watch me kill my enemies!"

Dai Xuelai suddenly rose into the air, and the green knife drew a terrifying trace, clearly revealing the peak energy of the Grand Master.

The heart-killing was effective, and she keenly captured the painful fluctuations of the lonely man's breath.

Since the boulder lying in the darkness cannot be moved, the only option is to let it disintegrate and collapse.

Judge Huyan should have used this trick a long time ago, but it's a pity that he only remembered it now, and it cost the lives of countless sons and daughters of the empire in vain.

"Dance!!" She slashed her wrist with a knife, and the sword energy enveloped the two of them, and could shatter their bodies at any time.

The man was dizzy, fearful of death after all. He got up and twisted his steps stiffly, while the woman danced with her crying.

Dai Xue came to admire the two wriggling maggots. Although the dance was ugly, there was a different kind of beauty in a lonely city thousands of miles away.

She asked calmly:

"Is this the Central Plains that you, Gu Changan, defend? Are they the compatriots you protect?"

"Beast! Beast! Beast!!" Carpenter Qin's old body trembled, and his voice became louder and louder. Finally, he shouted and suddenly turned his back. When he faced the two of them again, he pleaded hoarsely:

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

Dai Xuelai pressed her fingertips on the handle of the knife, using her energy to cut off the man's hair, and said sternly:

"Keep dancing!!"

The two of them twisted around like sacrificial madmen. In this desperate city, they cheered up the barbarians and humiliated the more than 20,000 heroic souls in Anxi.

"Please." Carpenter Qin grabbed his clothes with a pained look on his face. When the descendants of Yan and Huang wanted to insult Gucheng, his despair could not be described in words.

Chang'an has suffered enough, why should he stab his soul with an awl and add another wound?

"Noisy!" Dai Xuelai narrowed his eyes tightly, and the green-patterned long knife was filled with a murderous aura, and he quickly lowered it towards Carpenter Qin.

Gu Changan stood on the ground and was suspended in the air. Without doing anything, he stepped in front and caught the knife. A huge gash was opened in his abdomen, and blood flew up and spilled onto the sand.

He didn't convulse in pain, he just lay quietly next to Carpenter Qin, numbly saying:

"Grandpa Qin, why don't we live?"

Carpenter Qin's expression changed from worried to confused, and finally calm, as he stared at the man blankly.

Yeah, so damn tired!

Change your lifestyle in the next life.

Carpenter Qin was relieved and lay down on the ground like Chang An, and said with a smile:

"One day the Central Plains will rise and the barbarians will be wiped out, and the Chinese flag will be planted all over the Western Regions. If you can, please come to the isolated city to send a peach blossom as a memorial."

"Peach blossoms are good." Gu Changan agreed.

Dai Xuelai was silent. She originally thought there would be a bloody battle, but she never thought the other party would accept death so easily.

"That's right. If you are so desperate, why not make a quick living."

"If it were me, I would have committed suicide long ago. You are already an unprecedented miracle."

She walked over step by step holding a knife.

"Kill me first." There was a ray of light in Gu Changan's eyes, and it seemed that only death would make him truly happy.

But after all, he was afraid of seeing another relative die in front of him. If he died first, he would be less painful.

"Farewell, this shitty place!" He started complaining when he was ten years old. It's so damn dark here!

The green-eyed woman always kept in mind Judge Huyan's reminder that she must cut off Gu Changan's head with her own hands in order to confirm the true death of this monster.

He was walking very fast, but when he was about to pass by Shili Hongqi, the death wish in Gu Changan's eyes slowly disappeared.

He turned his head and didn't want to look, but there were tears in his eyes. He raised his chin to prevent the tears from falling, and finally smiled helplessly,

"Get out."

"This is the territory of the Central Plains."

He hated himself for standing up at this moment. It was easy to put down things, but his soul was resisting like crazy!!

A bloody sword stood in the air in Wanglou, attacking 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 lay in pain. He also wanted to be released from the shackles that had imprisoned him for many years, but when he saw the barbarian dog stepping on the flag, his heart was bleeding and his flesh was trembling.

Can't throw it away.

Can't throw away...

"Okay, then let's fight." Dai Xuelai seemed to be free and easy. She stood up from the ground and concentrated all her life's energy into one knife.

Suddenly, her vagina tightened.

A sword.

Are they two swords?

When the blood sword fell across the sky, the scarlet sword energy enveloped hundreds of feet, and at the same time, black mist surged through it, like a black underworld boat in the river of blood, which was extremely strange and piercing the mind.

Evil spirit!

"You..." Her face was horrified. At the moment when the knife and the sword collided violently, she saw the lonely man's blood-red eyes, standing like a madman.
To be continued...
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