"The cold wind rises, and the west wind is fierce...... Men's love is like the depth of the sea. Jin Ge Iron Horse fell into a dream, and killed the enemy on horseback to show his true colors. Autumn is strong, spring is warm. The blood of a boy is like a fire. Who will fight immediately with the horizontal knife, and pride is the true color. Under the blood-stained sunset, they are brothers in the afterlife! ”

On the pitch-black sky, a crescent moon rose, and the cold moonlight sprinkled down and fell on Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng took the wine bottle, drank it to the end and began to sing aloud, and in the end, Xiaodao, Lonely Battle, and Boss Jiang also sang along, the voice became louder and louder, and became more and more heroic, passing through time and space, and stirring up the Nine Heavens.

These are the words that Ye Feng and his brothers occasionally read on a whim during a drink, and the heroic and desolate artistic conception in the words resonated with his brothers, and everyone once read them, and over time they memorized them.

At this moment, Ye Feng read it out again, and the stirring feeling of blood was still very strong, showing the heroic emotions of good men standing up to the sky, and also showing the brotherhood that is deeper than the sea.

"Whoever will fight with the horizontal knife will fight, who will fight!"

Ye Feng drank and laughed, but his eyes were a little moist, there used to be a group of brothers chanting heroically together, but now there are only a few of them left.

"Jin Ge Iron Horse falls into a dream, kills the enemy on horseback to show his true colors, if he doesn't kill a happy person, he will be a man in vain!" The knife also shouted, and then poured a lot of wine with a grunt.

"The blood of a boy is like fire! Ha Lu Ha, just like this wine, happy! Boss Jiang also smiled.

"Under the blood-stained sunset, they are brothers in the next life! We did it! Lonely and fighting, he raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of Erguotou in his hand.

"Well said, the afterlife is brothers, not only us, but also the brothers who have passed away! For them, it's done! Ye Feng said, and the two pots in his hand were also drunk.

The ghost watched quietly, she may not understand the world of men, but she could sense the scorching brotherly emotion between Ye Feng and them like a gushing magma, and she could sense the brotherhood between them that was as deep as the sea. And how much baptism of war does it take for these iron-blooded emotions to be tempered? How many times does it take to live and die together to be inspired? How many times does it take to share the glory and disgrace before it can be established?

She looked at Ye Feng, and she suddenly realized that the man in front of her had really grown up, and he was no longer the little boy who needed her to protect him back then, he had a peculiar charm on his body, he was always convincing, and he was always able to make people feel at ease, and he could make a group of brothers who followed him willing to shed blood for him.

For what?

That's because, no matter what kind of battle, no matter how dangerous the predicament, this man will be the first to rush to the front!

He is a good big brother in the eyes of the knife and a qualified leader!

"It's done!"

The ghost muttered silently in her heart, she felt that her heart was on fire, there was no more hesitation or fear, as if she was infected by the passionate feelings between them, she also picked up the wine bottle and drank a lot until the bottle in her hand was empty.

The wine is so choking and spicy, it goes down the throat until it reaches the lower abdomen, like a fire.

Isn't it just the answer to the words they read aloud - men's blood is like fire!

However, her head was so heavy and dizzy, and her eyes were confused, she looked at Ye Feng in a daze, looking at the tall and straight figure, until her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't do it, until she fell directly to the ground with a 'plop'.

"Oh no, the ghost has fallen!"

The knife opposite the ghost happened to see the ghost fall, and he hurriedly spoke.

Ye Feng's face was stunned, he hurriedly looked back, and saw a ghost lying on the ground, his face was hot and red, and his mouth kept exhaling a thick smell of wine.

"It was fine just now, why did it fall?" Ye Feng was stunned, he squatted down, and saw that the ghost was still holding an empty two-pot wine bottle in his right hand.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that the ghost was drunk.

"I'll take her to rest, don't drink too much one by one. We're going to have to take turns guarding it tonight. Ye Feng said to the knife.

He then picked up the ghost's body and walked towards a wooden house.

Speaking of which, it was the first time that Ye Feng had such intimate contact with a ghost, her body was very light, as if she had been contaminated with her temperament like eternal ice, and her body was a little cold. Ye Feng's understanding of the ghost was only superficial, and he didn't know where she came from, whether she had any family, and so on.

Although the ghost appeared in front of him for not much time to spend with him, this woman was almost with him in his life, and she would appear in front of him immediately when he needed it.

It seemed that he felt that the ghost's body was a little cold, Ye Feng hugged her tighter, carried her into a wooden house, put her on a simple wooden bed, and covered her with a quilt.

As soon as the quilt was covered, the ghost retched for a while, Ye Feng hurriedly picked her up after seeing this, walked outside quickly, let her squat on the ground, and said, "Do you want to vomit?" Then spit it out, it will be better to spit it out. ”

"Gross!"

As soon as Ye Feng's words fell, the ghost began to vomit for a while, her stomach was tumbling, it was very uncomfortable, this vomit really felt a lot better, and her eyes could be opened.

"Knife, bring some water." Ye Feng shouted.

The knife answered, and walked over with a bottle directly filled with clear and pure mountain stream water.

Ye Feng asked the ghost to rinse her mouth with a few mouthfuls of stream water, and then let her drink a few sips of mountain spring water to suppress her wine.

"Less, less, master, I'm out of business. You go back and have a drink with them. The ghost sobered up for a moment and spoke.

"Don't drink it, drink a little to help relax, but you can't really get drunk." Ye Feng said and asked, "Do you feel better now?" ”

The ghost nodded.

"I'll help you go to your room to rest." Ye Feng said, reaching out to pick up the ghost's body and walk towards the wooden house.

Being supported by Ye Feng, the ghost seemed to be a little uncomfortable, only feeling that his body had become extremely stiff, and it took a lot of effort to take every step, and the feeling was indescribable.

Walking into the cabin, Ye Feng let the ghost lie on the bed, personally covered her with a quilt, and said, "If you're drunk, close your eyes and sleep." Relax your mind and don't concentrate on thinking about something, otherwise your head will be more dizzy after a while. ”

"Young master, you, you don't have to stay here, I have nothing to do." The ghost saw that Ye Feng didn't leave, so he stayed by her side and couldn't help but say.

"You've been guarding me for so many years, so you won't allow me to guard you for one night? You might want to throw up in the middle of the night, but I'll have to keep watch. Ye Feng said, looking at the ghost and stopping to speak, he took the lead and said, "Don't talk, sleep well." I can also practice while guarding, and it's okay. ”

The ghost nodded, she glanced at Ye Feng and slowly closed her eyes, maybe this night was the easiest and most solid night she had slept with her eyes closed since she was sensible.