Twilight War

06

The desert was full of wild sand, and more than a hundred Knights Templar wearing mithril armor rushed across the desert, like silver blades advancing at high speed.

Siwen followed behind Wisipel. He didn't quite know what they were here for. The dispatch was too urgent, and they rushed into the desert before they had time to understand the situation.

Moreover, His Highness dispatched the most elite soldiers, more than a hundred Templar knights, and it was rare to dispatch so many people in the battle against the Ring Spirits.

In his impression, His Royal Highness Wisipel has always been calm and calm. The man still has no expression on his face, but Xi Wen seems to be able to feel the unprecedented anxiety in the man.

The gale wind on the desert rolled up Vehippel's long silver hair, and the white cloak tied diagonally fluttered in the wind.

"Stop!" Vehipel waved suddenly.

More than a hundred soldiers in silver armor stopped in the desert.

After running for a long time, Xi Wen couldn't realize what happened. He raised his head and looked forward, but the moment he raised his head, he was almost frozen in the wind and sand all over the sky.

He has never seen a more tragic scene than this. As a Templar, he has also encountered countless battles, but no battle will be more tragic than this.

Thousands of miles of flames were burning on the desert, blood was soaked in the yellow sand, and corpses were everywhere.

And that young man stood alone among the blood and flames, dressed in black and red silk, the forehead band on his forehead fluttered in the wind, and the sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and had already been cut open.

It should be a scene in hell, the bones are everywhere, the blood is ferocious, the boy standing there should be scary, but the boy seems to have a kind of loneliness, like a lost child, at a loss, not knowing where to go .

It makes people feel a little...distressed.

Zichen lowered his head and looked at the blood on his hands. He remembered the evening when he was immersed in the water. Later, Bi Fang led him to beat him back one by one, but by the time Bi Fang came to the door, those children had already been unable to get out of bed. .

He still remembered that day when he was pushed into the water by those young masters of Jinling, and beside him was an oar.

His mouth was filled with the breath of blood, and he desperately reached for the oar.

He can't remember everything.I only remember that at the end, with the oar in his hand, he rowed across the young masters who fell on the ground one by one, lowered his head and asked, "Who else?"

Long Yingluo said that he was holding the oar like a sword that day.

But he only remembered asking, who else?But there was a dead silence, and no one answered him.

Now Zichen felt that he had returned to that dusk again. There were only fallen people around him, and he persisted in asking with his sword, who else was there.But no one answered him.There was only silence.There are only burning blood and chilling yellow sand.

There is no one else but him.

He thought that a long time ago, Bi Fang knelt down before him, holding his sword in both hands.

——In the future, I will fight for the young master, I will fight for the young master, and I will treat death as the young master!When I was born, it was the sharp sword in the young master's hand; when I died, the young master ordered me to return with my soul!

He fought for him, fought for him, but he could no longer return as a soul.

The person he wanted to protect died, and the person he wanted to kill was covered up by the yellow sand.He was left alone.

He got what he wanted, but he didn't have the joy of revenge, only almost sad loneliness.

He lowered his head and chuckled.

Sure enough, he couldn't see the peach blossom in Jiangnan after all.

Vehipel dismounted slowly, and walked over step by step. Every time he took a step, the Templar stepped forward, as if he was worried that the blood-soaked boy would suddenly do something. .

Vehipel walked up to the boy, but the boy still just raised his head slightly, as if he was looking at the sky.

Xi Wen felt a little strange, that young man should be the massacre who killed everyone, he was a lunatic, but he just looked up at the sky.

"Brother, look, the sky in the desert is so blue."

the boy said suddenly.

"It's so blue that no amount of blood can stain it red."

Vichypel didn't speak.

Zichen turned his head slowly and looked at Wisipel for a long time.

Then he suddenly smiled, "I agree."

"I will keep the jade talisman for you, and I will give you whatever you want."

The black fire sword in his hand slipped from his hand, and the boy suddenly fell down. Wisipel hurriedly supported the fallen boy, and wrapped the blood-soaked boy with his cloak.

The 36th year of Chang Geng, the 993rd year of the Qiming calendar.The young master of Huangxuan, Huangxuan Jin, treacherous and collaborating with the enemy, intending to seek rebellion, slaughtered more than [-] dragon riders and the loyal and brave General Lianzhen in the desert of the Western Regions, staining the yellow sand with blood.Emperor Changgeng wept for thousands of dragon riders and generals.Known as the Blood Sand Rebellion in history.

02

Isabel hugged the young man who had finally calmed down in her arms. The traces of molten gold on his body had gradually disappeared, and the blue dragon pattern had also become very pale.

She didn't know how Huangxuanjin got these injuries, but she knew that every scar was painful, not only at the moment of injury.It is also a dull pain in the dead of night every night, coming and going every now and then.And the number of teenagers with so many injuries is innumerable.

She knew that Huangxuan Jin used Chi You's mad blood from the Huangxuan family, that Huangxuan Liyu lasted two years, and Huangxuan Xilian only lasted half a year.

And the boy has survived for three years now, and Huang Xuanjin suffered more and deeper injuries than those of his ancestors, and there were other scars on his body, which were tormented together with the backlash brought by Chi You's mad blood he.

Isabel didn't understand how Huangxuanjin survived. All the people he cherished returned to the loess one by one. He had nothing to do with this world, but he still survived.

Carrying everything, carrying Huang Xuan's surname.

That surname used to be glory, a tribute to Donghuang for 800 years.But now the Huangxuan family is nothing more than a betrayal in the annals of history.

That young man had also sat on the mat in a scarlet embroidered phoenix bird embroidered cloud brocade, and he had also slowly climbed up the steps in the Ming hall where the Huangxuan family offered sacrifices.

But now...

The white pill fell to the ground, and the boy's body temperature slowly recovered.

After the second twilight battle, Huang Xuanjin's body had to rely on these medicines to maintain his body. No one knew how much damage these medicines would do to his body, but it would only be more and not less.

She knew he was resistant to these drugs, he hated the feeling of being on all kinds of drugs to keep him alive.But this thing is like a drug, you can’t quit it, and when you have an attack and it hurts, you will just take it regardless, just like a drug addict will be more intense than before, and it will go round and round and intensify.

Every time Huangxuanjin would throw himself into the bathtub, he said it was too hot, as if it was going to burn from the bottom of his heart, but when Isabel held his hand, he would only feel that his hand was almost cold The temperature is a bit colder than ice water.But Huang Xuanjin struggled as if he was about to be burned.

The white shirt was soaked and stuck to Huang Xuanjin's skin. In Isabel's arms, Huangxuan Jin slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were like black obsidian. He lay on Isabel's chest in a daze. Rubbed twice, "Sister, your breasts are really small."

Isabel directly pushed Huangxuan Jin's head into the water.

After throwing away Huangxuan Jin, Isabel picked up a clean tissue and wiped her hands, then sat on a clean chair in front of the bathtub, "Where did you go last night?"

She lowered her voice and said that that posture was only a set of torture equipment from the iron-blooded officer who abused lynching.With his wet hair on his head, Huangxuan Jin swam towards Isabel from the water, with his arms resting on the edge of the bathtub, and with his half-wet shirt on, he looked like a coquettish male mermaid. "I took a job, so I stayed a little longer."

"What kind of work is worth your hard work..." Isabel said quietly, breaking her fingers.

"The bounty is high."

"How high is it? It's worth your life to fight."

"Anyway...it's quite tall." Huang Xuanjin said with a guilty conscience.

"Did you know that you will have an attack every time you are on the first day of the new moon and at the full moon, and if you use a delaying agent, not only will the subsequent backlash be more severe, but you may even die!"

"You don't want to take medicine. I want you to take it. If you die, I will save money."

"Sister." Huang Xuanjin could only look at Isabel lying in the water as if acting coquettishly.

"Is it related to Vesper?" Isabel asked suddenly.

Huang Xuanjin didn't speak.

"Why did I support you, a loser!" Isabel snorted softly, "Forget it, anyway, I can't control you."

"Come here, I brought the potion here." Isabel sighed.

Huang Xuanjin lay flat in the bathtub and stretched out his arms, "Can you stop beating me?"

"If you want to die now, you can." Isabel opened a medicine box, which contained three tubes of injections, two transparent and one red.

Huang Xuanjin tilted his head to watch the silvery needles pierce his skin, and the medicine was injected into his blood vessels, and he could feel the cold liquid flowing along his blood vessels.

He squeezed his fingers, feeling the sting of the needle.

Is this living?

03

Arthur's soldiers lined up on both sides of the Golden Palace. Their white uniforms were holy and straight. They were soldiers guarding the Kingdom of God.It is rare for the Golden Palace to have such a strict formation. His Royal Highness Wihipel has never liked that there are too many people in the Golden Palace, but today, even the entire Asgard has entered a state of martial law.

Many people know that this is because the young master of the Huangxuan family betrayed Donghuang in the Western Regions and took refuge in Arthur.

In the bloody sand rebellion, the flames burned for thousands of miles, and more than [-] dragonriders from Donghuang died on the battlefield.Today, Huangxuanjin should go to Asgard.

The silver vehicle was protected by more than 20 military steam armored vehicles. It was said to be protection, but most people knew that it should be escort.After all, a young master Huangxuan who has always been loyal to Donghuang suddenly said that he would join the Arthur Empire, which made people feel a little uneasy.

The silver-white vehicle stopped in front of the Golden Palace, and the thousands of Arthur soldiers lined up here put their fists on their hearts.

The car door was opened, and the young master Huangxuan who was supposed to be escorted out was wrapped in a white blanket by Wisipel and hugged him in his arms.

Everyone looked at the boy who was still asleep in Wisipel's arms with some doubts. The traitor who was described by everyone as ferocious as a beast was just a weak boy.So wrapped in blankets like brittle celadon.

A leg was exposed outside the blanket. The calf was smooth and thin, reminiscent of things related to the sun and grass.