Nightfall: The year when the curtain falls on the fourth volume, the 128th source of peace (part 1)

Ye Hongyu stood in the wilderness, looking at the figure who walked into the canopy, and was silent for a long time, with some complicated emotions in her eyes, and then she turned and walked back to her divine spirit.

As the sun sets, the cavalry returns to the camp, and the sound of the piano and flute at Qingxia gradually fades.

Bei Gong Weiyang and Ximen stopped playing, but their emotions were still immersed in the previous atmosphere, mixed with excitement and exhaustion, until they were awakened by a heavy shot.

The Fourth Senior Brother glanced at Wang Chi, signaled him to be ready, and then stretched out his palm to hit Beigong and Ximen's back hard, making a heavy shot.

Bei Gong and Ximen only felt a sharp pain, their chests were shocked, and they vomited blood with a puff of blood. They were in a daze. Before they had time to question the brother in irritation, they were stuffed two pills into their mouths by the king.

A refreshing medicinal intent filled their chests and abdomen in an instant. The previous feelings of irritability and mania were wiped out. The two felt a lot more comfortable, and then they understood why the brother had to beat himself.

"As desperately as you, I won’t last long."

The fourth brother said: "It's a good night to rest."

Bei Gong Weiyang said: "Thank you brother for helping me."

Senior brother four said: "My palm is not the key, the medicine of eleven is the real good thing."

Wang Chi has been fond of thinking, loving flowers and plants, and treating people since he was a child. His medical skills dare not be unparalleled in the world, but the drugs he developed are definitely the rarest and rarest species in the world.

Listening to the appreciation of the seniors, he shook his head embarrassedly.

At this moment, the second brother walked into the canopy.

Everyone hurried forward and helped Senior Brother Six remove the heavy armor from him.

Everyone thought about Ye Hongyu's invitation to fight in front of the battle, but the brother only faintly replied that you are not my opponent. He asked the other party to retreat, and one after another praised the brother's handsome manner.

Second Brother said calmly: "That little girl is amazing, she will have to work hard to win, she can speak a word and not fight, naturally it is a better choice."

Everyone understands now. The brother looked like he turned around, but in fact he had this idea and couldn't help being speechless.

Senior Sister Qi laughed slightly, it turns out that you are not as good as usual.

The pill quickly dissipated in the body, and Bei Gong Weiyang felt that her spirit and mental power had recovered a lot. With pride and ambition, he resurrected and said: "Take a good night's sleep and fight with them tomorrow."

Ximen is not confused at this time, and the excitement has not disappeared, and said: "It is so."

No one answered their words.

Bei Gong Weiyang's face was haggard at this time, with all his fingers hurt, and Ximen was not confused with his hands waving in front of him, still maintaining a flute posture. It looked ridiculous and pitiful like chicken feet.

No one can tell. If they are allowed to work hard, I am afraid that they will really kill their lives.

"You have worked hard today, I will be replaced tomorrow."

The second brother stretched out his hands and patted the shoulders of Beigong and Ximen.

Bei Gong's body suddenly stiffened.

Ximen opened his mouth wide, his eyes slightly wet.

The second brother frowned slightly. Asked: "What's wrong?"

Bei Gong sighed and didn't say anything. Simon wiped away his tears without being confused, and said moved: "Brother, I have been in the business for so many years, this is the first time you praise me today."

The second brother was silent for a moment. Then seriously said: "I will praise you more in the future."

Senior Sister Seven looked at Simon’s hands like chicken feet, jokingly said: "I will stew chicken feet for you at night."

Ximen asked, "Why do you want to eat stewed chicken feet?"

Senior Sister suppressed a smile, and said seriously: "Complement the shape with form."

Simon said with a wry smile, "Isn't that the more you make up, the worse?"

There was a burst of cheerful laughter at the exit of Qingxia.

The water has boiled. The rice has been scoured, and Senior Sister Seven begins to cook dinner.

People from the back mountains of the academy came to Qingxia this time and made some preparations. They brought enough rice and pickles, and they had a ready-made stove. She and Wang held hands together, it was not complicated.

Among the southern wilderness. The Xiling Temple coalition forces have also begun to gather camp stoves to cook. It seems that today's battle really has come to an end for a while, the smoke is rising everywhere, and the atmosphere has finally become calmer.

The atmosphere at the exit of Qingxia became serious. The second senior brother led the disciples standing behind him, looking at the endless grain trucks in the south, the expression on his face became very ugly.

The food delivered to the coalition forces of the Xiling Temple was the civilians of the Qinghe County clansmen. The food must have been the food stored in Qinghe County. Not long ago, it was Datang’s food.

Bei Gong Weiyang said sharply: "One day, we must kill all these traitors!"

Simon said in a deep voice without confusion: "The children of the clans must die."

The two of them are from the extremely south islands and are not native Chinese people, but after living in the academy for so many years, they considered themselves to be Tang people, and even behaved more anger than the Si brothers and others.

Four seniors held the sand table for a moment, and said: "If Qinghe County is to be recovered in the future, at least 200,000 people will have to be killed in order to eliminate all cliques and to really get rid of this breath."

Listening to kill 200,000 people... The expressions on Beigong and Ximen's faces suddenly froze.

They are gentlemen who devote their lives to the rhythm. They have never killed even chickens in their lives. Although there are more than a thousand heavy riders killed by the sound of their piano and flute today, they can’t imagine themselves going to bloodbath. The massacre.

It was quiet under the canopy.

The disciples of the academy guarded Qingxia for the sake of Chang'an City and Datang. No matter how many people were killed, they would not matter. However, if one day in the future, they need to raise their butcher knife...

Bei Gong suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't there a junior brother."

Ximen was not confused, and said repeatedly: "Yes, not bad, Junior Brother is best at doing this kind of thing."

The Fourth Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Brother also nodded one after another, thinking that if the academy wants to kill all over the world, who else is there?

The second brother did not speak.

Wang Chi said next to the cutting board: "The cold dishes are ready, do you have sesame seeds?"

The second brother said: "Let's eat."

At this time, everyone suddenly smelled a faint smell.

Senior Sister Seven called out and hurriedly walked to the stove to see that the rice was already burnt.

Bei Gong Weiyang looked at the steamy rice and sighed: "When the teacher took the big brother to travel. The food in the back mountain has not been very good."

Ximen said in nostalgia, "It was the time when Sangsang was in the academy, everyone had the best food."

No one accuses Senior Sister Seven, but she herself feels very upset.

The formation outside the Qingxia exit has been established. Compared with the second brother and the brothers who have important tasks, her main job is to be responsible for logistics. It was very easy, but I didn't do it well.

After a while, anxiety turned into anger, she said angrily: "Sixth brother, this stove is used to make iron and swords, and the temperature is too high. Where is it suitable for cooking?"

The second brother raised his brows slightly, and scolded displeasedly: "This is unreasonable and rude."

Senior Sister Seven was startled, and said angrily: "If I don't do well, don't eat it!"

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A simple meal is over, it’s time to rest, and it’s time to prepare for tomorrow.

Senior brother four said: "Grapefruit is under a lot of psychological pressure. That's why I feel a little embarrassed. At that time, you scolded her, and she felt more and more wronged, so I yelled at you. Don't blame her."

The second brother frowned slightly. Said: "What's wrong?"

Senior Brother Si said: "She will lose her attitude when she is worried about you, and will be reprimanded by you in the end. This is wronged."

The second brother was stunned when he heard the words, and after a long silence, he said: "It is not necessary."

Senior brothers no longer talk about this matter, because the disciples in the back mountain of the academy have been discussing this matter privately for several years, but they haven't even discussed it.

He turned and looked at the entrance of Qingxia behind the canopy. Looking at the looming stones inside, he said: "If the temple is not prepared, we should still guard in the gorge. This is more labor-saving."

The second brother said: "Everything must be safe, that is the biggest fault. Today's battle is clear, but the temple is constantly sending out cavalry, just to force us into the gorge... Although I don't know how to enter Qingxia What will they do afterwards. But before the last minute, I am not willing to take this step back."

"Why?"

"Because just one step back. It is possible to take more steps back."

The four seniors turned around and looked at the coalition barracks in the southern plains that had been pressing for so many miles, and said: "I am now more worried about whether the opponent will launch a night attack."

The second brother looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and said: "A teacher is watching from the sky, they dare not."

At some point, the same door in the canopy also walked out and stood behind the two seniors.

People looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and each missed it.

"Is this really changed by the teacher?" Wang Chi asked.

The second brother said: "Maybe."

Six brothers are not so easy to feel like their fellow students. He is used to thinking about simple and realistic questions, saying: "Firewood is a problem. If you want to go into the gorge to pick trees, you will be easily attacked."

The second brother pointed to the dense arrows on the field outside the canopy, and said, "There are firewood everywhere."

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Unlike Qingxiakou, which is sometimes lively, sometimes sentimental, and basically calm and joyful, the Xiling Temple coalition camp is filled with frustration and depression, and it is very quiet.

Bai Haixin drank a glass of wine and ate two bowls of rice, and then motioned to his subordinates to remove the food case. Then he walked out of the tent, looked at the green hills under the moonlight, frowned and fell into a long silence.

He is the head coach of the Xiling Temple coalition forces, but in fact, he can't even make it into the top five ranks in the coalition forces. Does he dare to give orders to the two Xiling priests and the sword sage Liu Baifa?

This was his distress, because he didn't know the thoughts of the great figures in the temple, and didn't understand why so many cavalry soldiers were sacrificed just to force the people of the academy into Qingxia.

Since it is necessary to guard the main road, it is more appropriate to guard the gorge.

What he didn't even understand was why people in the academy would rather go shopping in the wilderness than go back a few steps and enter the Qingxia.

A red priest came over and handed him a piece of paper.

Bai Haixin glanced twice, frowning deeper and deeper, wondering if he will continue to die tomorrow?

"Let all the martial arts practitioners in the various schools and armies come to the big account."

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(Looking back at the Lake of Winter, it is the second volume. I found that the writing is really good, and there is one chapter.) {Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, your support is us The greatest motivation}