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In the endless mountain, in front of the space light gate of the Qiuyue Fortress, there are two people standing, but behind them, there are a group of generals kneeling on one knee, including the commander of the Qiuyue Fortress. All the generals are looking at the not tall backs ahead. Full of worship and fanaticism in the eyes.

　　Because in front of the light gate stood the sky of Yulongguan, the Grand Marshal of the Great Xia endless mountain, the official worship of the first-grade Hussar general, the Fengzhen Yuhou, was the first of all generals.

Beside Zhenyu Hou Linlang, stood a middle-aged general with an ordinary face and dark skin, but a burly figure, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle, and extremely slender hands, like an ancient tyrannical ape, which fell directly to his knees. Daxia's other general, who was honored with martial arts, Wei Yuanhou, lightly opened his mouth and responded:

　　 "Return to General, this year is the fifteenth year of following you under the bid."

　　 "Let's go, back to Daxia."

The medium-sized Lin Lang nodded and took the lead to raise his leg and walked into the space light gate. After a wave of fluctuations, his figure disappeared in place, leaving a solemn face of Weiyuanhou. He held it tightly with his broad palm and raised his right leg. He lifted and put it down, after hesitating for a while, he took a sigh of relief, and also entered the space light gate, disappearing.

After the two went back to Chunhua Fortress, the sky above and the surrounding environment suddenly changed from bright and hot to cold and gloomy, because from the beginning, the entire northwest of Daxia was closed with dark clouds, blue sky covered with veil, and heavy snow. Sudden drop.

　　 The two did not alarm the sergeants in the fortress. They just greeted the generals, and walked out of the fortress Great Wall on foot, heading towards the city of God. Between the wind and snow, there was a slight flicker, and the figure had appeared out of sight.

　　 Both of them are great practitioners at the top of the cultivation level. They walk on the ground in the wind and snow, and they don't need horses and other tools to travel. From Chunhua Fortress to Sanbaili Road of Shenjing City, it only takes one hour.

Zhen Yuhou raised his hand to catch the falling snow in the sky, squeezed it with his hand, and tasted it in his mouth. His brow wrinkled slightly. He had not tasted the taste of ice and snow for three years, but This time it was a little different from what I remembered, and then he thought about it and moved on.

　　 Goose-feather-like heavy snow fell on the two of them, almost stacking them into a gleaming snowman, Zhen Yuhou turned his head to look at Wei Yuanhou who was one position behind, and said lightly:

"Weiyuan, I still remember that nine years ago, Daxia regained the battle of Yulong Pass. It was very tragic. Almost all the guards who followed me died. Only you survived, and I owe you one. Life."

　　 "As a personal guard, protecting the coach is part of the job. Even if you save your life, your subordinates will not hesitate."

　　Weiyuan Hou's meticulous response sounded. His nickname in the Great Xia Army was the butcher, because his fighting style was fierce and not afraid of death, and his men had very few livelihoods. With an astonishing number of killings and military exploits, Hou Weiyuan could be sealed.

　　 "Originally, I was going back to Beijing alone this time, and you insisted on following. The endless mountain seemed a little empty."

"After the battle between Daxia and the empire a few days ago, the empire must be unable to organize a large-scale war in a short time. In addition, the general has already severely damaged the lionheart. Yulongguan is temporarily worry-free. On the contrary, you are generally injured. , The great masters of the Shenjing City gathered and let the generals alone, I don’t worry."

The figure of Zhen Yuhou who was moving forward suddenly slowed down, and a violent cough sounded. Under the snow drifting, it spread far away, and there were faintly visible broken walls under the snow. The two of them got closer to the city of God.

　　Wei Yuanhou stopped his figure and hurriedly stepped forward to hold on, and a voice of concern sounded:

　　 "General, are you okay?"

　　 "It's okay." Zhen Yuhou gently waved his hand, and his flushed face returned to normal. He just looked at the general who had followed him for more than ten years with a complex expression, and then continued to speak:

"I haven’t seen this snow in the Central Plains for many years, but its taste is deeply imprinted in my mind. It should be a bit sweet. We are desperately guarding it, not like the one I just tasted. , There is a bitter taste, that kind of disgusting rancid smell of the Mingzong mouse."

　　Wei Yuanhou didn't answer the conversation. There was no expression on his dark face. Only the whistling of wind and snow remained in the whole world. The snow fell and grew bigger and bigger, like an avalanche, overturning.

　　After a period of silence, Zhen Yuhou suddenly spoke, and the gaze looking at Wei Yuanhou became fierce and scorching.

"how so?"

　　Wei Yuanhou took two steps back, kneeling in the wind and snow, bowing his head silently.

"You are one of the survivors of the Battle of the Capital of God, and I followed me all the way to fight in the endless mountains for more than ten years. I watched you step by step to seal the marquis. You are my guardian. I I am so proud of you. I know that you are definitely not an alien nail, because your hands are stained with too much alien blood, so I want to ask you why?"

　　 Wei Yuanhou knelt on the ground, bowed his head heavily towards the general, and did not want to get up for a long time.

"how so?"

　　 Zhenyu Hou asked the third question, which was the same question for the third time.

　　 The screaming sound resounded throughout the wind and snow, forming echoes over and over again, echoing over the wasteland for a long time.

　　Wei Yuanhou still put his head on the ground, but said with a voice of pain and choking:

　　 "The ancestors are fortunate enough to be given the surname Ying, responsible for protecting the royal family for generations."

　　 Zhenyu Hou sighed slightly after hearing the words, and said a little:

　　 "It turned out to be the remnants of the former dynasty."

　　 "The subordinates deserve ten thousand deaths for their sins. After the mission is completed, they will apologize for their deaths and make atonement for the general under Jiuquan."

"Finally, human beings are involuntarily involuntarily involuntarily. For more than ten years, you have paid enough for Daxia and Human Race. You are my soldier. The fate you have to bear, I will carry it for you, you go Right."

Zhen Yuhou's not tall shoulders were straightened in vain, and the aura of coercion came out, standing upright, raised his leg and kicked Wei Yuanhou's chest, kicking the latter far away, and his figure melted into the swan hair. After disappearing, he looked at the white wind and snow in the distance, raised his hand and gently waved forward, and said at the same time:

　　 "Since it's here, don't hide your head and show your tail."

　　Between waving their sleeves, two red roaming dragons rolled forward, all the wind and snow in front of them dispersed, revealing an old and a young, two black robes.

　　 At the same time, a dilapidated, gloomy and gloomy ship appeared above the crowd, and countless ghosts rushed out of the ship, wandering in the void, covering the sky, forming a mysterious formation.

　　 "Thousands of ghosts sing songs, the darkness covering the sky, it's really a big battle."

　　 Zhen Yuhou Lin Lang looked up at the sky, his face gradually serious.

　　 "To deal with Daxia Mountain and Sea Ranking No. 6, the Marshal of Xijiang, you can't be too careful."

　　While speaking, an old and a young two gradually approached, behind the young black robe, there was still a puppet-like figure dragging, his eyes were blank and his face was as gray as death.

　　 Zhen Yuhou saw it clearly, his face changed angrily and let out an angry roar:

　　 "You dare to take my son, it is despicable and shameless, I will crush you to ashes."