Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

Yun Shu gasped harder, stroked her beating heart, and forced herself to calm down.

At this time, Li Pingan also discovered the root cause of Yun Shu's unstable mood.

Blood?

Yun Shu doesn't have post-traumatic stress disorder, does he?

Of course, it can also be said to be the so-called demon.

After the war is over, soldiers will return to their hometowns away from the battlefield and return to normal life.

But they still often feel that they are still on the battlefield, and they are once again under the high tension of combat conditions.

This stress can be repeated so often that it eventually drives them to the brink of a mental breakdown, manifesting PTSD.

"Yun Shu!"

Li Pingan suddenly spoke.

As soon as the sound hit the ears, it was like a fresh wind blowing in, and the blood and fire disappeared without a trace in this instant.

The expression in Yun Shu's eyes gradually recovered.

"Brother."

"Yun Shu, what do you think of this national war?"

"I... I didn't realize that war is not as simple as I imagined until I got to the battlefield."

Yun Shu was depressed,

"One companion after another died before my eyes, and one enemy after another died by my sword."

Anxiety, restlessness.

Li Pingan captured Yun Shu's complicated emotions.

The flowers raised in the greenhouse have experienced the baptism of the battlefield and seen the cruelty of war.

All patience, acceptance, anxiety, and fear have become appendages of war, clinging to the secret places of war.

This kind of pain can span time, space, and even eras.

She felt that she might be able to break free from this pain.

But it is very difficult to break free from an inexplicable spiritual bondage.

"Brother, what do you mean by war? Is it just to take the lives of others?"

Li Pingan smiled warmly.

dong dong! !

In Yun Shu's situation, to put it bluntly, he had killed too many people on the battlefield, and he felt guilty.

"War is simply a battle for survival, and there are only so many resources.

How do you think it should be divided?

The history of the human race is a history of wars. In the beginning, they competed with fierce beasts for living space, and competed with monster races for living space.

Later, they competed with the same race for living space, relying on the sacrifices of the ancestors generation after generation.

The land that was defended after repelling the invasion of countless alien races.

Every ethnic group wants to expand their living space, regardless of right or wrong. "

While talking, Li Pingan was running Tiangu, one of the six secrets.

dong dong——! !

There is a mysterious mystery in this voice.

The sound is not loud, but it overwhelms all the sounds in the world.

In Yun Shu's perception, the voice seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.

The sky drum vibrated, and the torrential rain seemed to envelop Yun Shu.

"Close your eyes and settle down."

Yun Shu unconsciously followed what Li Pingan said.

In Yun Shu's consciousness, he seemed to be in a strange world.

At a glance, it was a dim yellow, with the cold and bright full moon hanging above the head.

It seems that at this moment, this world has returned to the chaotic ancient times.

Killing, blood, war.

The rain of killing intent densely covered the sky and the earth.

Yun Shu looked at this scene in panic, and he had a feeling of deja vu to this scene.

"Yun Shu, as a disciple of Shu Mountain, you should take it as your duty to eliminate demons and defend the way, why don't you do it!"

An incomparably majestic voice suddenly came from the front, and the voice was mixed with strong energy, making it irresistible.

"I... But they are not people in the way of magic, but just like you and me, they are just ordinary practitioners."

Yun Shu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, looking blank.

"Kill kill!!"

The earth-shattering shouts of killing sounded, the air was filled with blood and tyranny, and a gloomy coercion suddenly rose in every inch of space.

"I...I can't...I can't."

It was as if an invisible shackle had controlled her nerves, restrained her limbs, and prevented her from moving.

Practice is one thing, and killing people with the practice you have learned in the battlefield is another.

Especially when you stab the enemy with a weapon, you will clearly feel the passing of a life at this moment.

The other party's dying eyes changed from pleading to helpless despair, and the dying man's hot panting gradually stopped.

The last thing you feel is the peace after the explosion in your own head.

Li Pingan did not expect Yun Shu's mood to be so serious.

He took a deep breath.

At this time, Li Pingan suddenly noticed a beautiful woman in her 30s who was looking at her.

The master of Xiaoqiong Peak is also Yun Shu's master.

The woman's black eyebrows were like crescent moons, but the tip of her eyebrows was as sharp as a knife, and she was closely watching the changes in her disciple's aura.

Glancing at Li Pingan, there was a bit of sullenness in his eyes.

Suppressing his anger, he quickly retracted and turned his gaze to his apprentice.

At this point, it was too late to stop.

Li Pingan suddenly regretted it, and originally wanted to persuade him as a friend.

Who knew it would come this far.

If Yun Shu fails, the situation will be even more serious.

I'm afraid the leader of Little Qiongfeng will run away on the spot.

Li Pingan had no choice but to deepen the resonance and strengthen his thoughts.

In Yun Shu's perception, familiar figures appeared one by one.

It is the master, the fellow disciples of Shushan, and the parents in the world.

She saw Dayu's iron cavalry stepping through the gate of the country, she saw the ruined Shu Mountain, and she saw the lost country.

"Killing the enemy who wants to harm you and the people you care about means that you and the people you care about get peace.

Yun Shu, why are you hesitating, you haven't drawn your sword yet!

Use your murderous aura to break through this bloody path. "

Every sentence is like a heavy blow, hitting her heart directly.

Every sword she strikes is not for killing people.

But for the human race, for their own beliefs.

The dazzling sword light was like a scorching sun, tearing apart the dark sky and dispelling all the dark clouds in the sky.

That last brilliant sword, as if at the cost of his own life, pushed the sword to an unprecedented height.

Like an eagle soaring with wings, chasing the wind and waves, with the power to open up the world.

"Ah~"

Yun Shu let out a strange cry.

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Everyone was stunned for a second, and then their eyes and consciousness swept over.