"I trust you so much, I have never had any ......" Mu Yuan leaned against the outside of his tent, sat on the ground, held a wine jar in his hand, his face was flushed, looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of trauma, and stammered, "There has never been any blasphemous language against you, nor have I scolded you, you actually ...... Is this what you call retribution? Why? Why? Why are so many human beings suffering here, but you are indifferent? Aren't you compassionate? Why should we bear this untold suffering? Wait here to suffer the torment of death?"

After speaking, he poured a sip of wine, Mu Yuan didn't know how to drink, so after this sip, he bent over and coughed for a long time before he recovered, wiped the corners of his mouth, and cursed in a low voice: "You're just a bastard......"

Wangchen didn't know when he came to his side, and he also sat down side by side, Mu Yuan turned his head and stretched out his finger to gesture: "Do you know? Ye Langzhong and I have known each other for many years, twenty years, thirty years, forty years, fifty years, I don't remember it myself, we have been ...... since we were so young Wrong...... I should have known him at such a young age, he is my only relative in this world other than Master, he is always very strong, when he came back from the two poles, including his father, he never told anyone, just a person wandering at the end of the world, no matter what he always has a way, I know, this time, he will definitely have a way, there will be a way, I tell myself this every day, so I never worry about this bullshit 'Death Valley', the result is ...... And he went...... That's it...... Killed by a group of brainless baboons...... How is it possible?" Mu Yuan turned his head to look at Wangchen's face, snorting a mouthful of wine, and asked loudly in confusion, "How do you say it is possible?"

Wangchen was silent, without any answer, he was still calm, in fact, his heart was also very uncomfortable, not much better than Mu Yuan, but he had been enduring it, it was really difficult to accept the news of Chu Xunyu's death, obviously he had divination when he was in Tianji Pavilion, and his luck was closely related to him, this was an encounter arranged by fate, why did he go to the end of his life before fate was over? Is it just because this is the Valley of Death and is not governed by the Heavenly Dao?

Gao Wei was alone in the tent hemp rope in his hand numbly not far away, because he couldn't accept Chu Xunyu's death, this "fairy brother" in his impression, almost always can turn danger into relief, whether it was on the battlefield of the year, or in the post-war years, every time he encountered danger, he could always survive, this time it was just a baboon, could it kill him? It's just a joke, it must be a joke.

At this moment, a rapid sound of gold was heard, it was the alarm of the night of the dark blood moon, watching the sunset on the horizon slowly fall, it seemed that the next round of killing night was coming in an instant, and everyone immediately rushed to the front of the Chinese army's tent to wait for deployment.

Sun Mengxuan stood in the big tent of the Chinese army, just arranged the coping strategy for tonight, or habitually prepared to let Chu Xunyu take people out to act alone, but found that he was no longer there, the hairy boy who always contradicted himself back then could come out of the polar land alive and compose such a legendary character, and he couldn't escape from this narrow valley of death, which was really ridiculous, so he shook his head, signaled himself to calm down, and sent two more Shushan disciples to go.

After the crowd dispersed, Sun Meng was left alone in the big tent, looking at the busy crowd outside, he looked extremely empty, it was not easy to meet a person worthy of his trust here, although Bai Cheng was a disciple of the military family, but he was younger than himself, he had never worked together, and he was promoted to "Xiang" only a few years after the war I heard that it was trained to help the mortal dynasty suppress bandits in the frontier, although it is quite reliable, but as a commander, he must have experienced a large-scale war like the war between the two dynasties to cultivate, he still looks much immature, and Zhaocheng is the purpose of his trip, even if he trusts it, what about expecting him to fight on the battlefield? It is better to go out and see if there are any immortal manifestations.

Thinking of this, Sun Mengxuan couldn't help but turn around and laugh at himself, took out a wine glass on the desk behind him, poured it full, drank one cup himself, and then took another cup in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and then muttered to himself: "I thought that we could still be together to fight with one real concerted effort, but it turned out that this is all extravagant hope." You once said that war is evil, it can destroy the soul of human beings, if you die, you will definitely go to hell, there are countless Shura demons waiting for us, I am tired, I thought about death, but I didn't expect you to go first, this world is so cruel and ugly, life is miserable, life is sad, we live, we do not give in, we die, you cannot be appointed, you are an unquestionable warrior, brave and strong, after going to hell, do not give in, continue to fight those evil spirits, you have been my subordinate for a short time, don't embarrass me, wait for me, it is estimated that it will not be long before I will go。 After speaking, he spilled all the wine in the cup in his hand on the ground, took the white feather fan on the table, put on the sleeveless cloak of the word "will", turned around and went out.

Sun Mengxuan is destined to be a qualified general, because she has the character of all the famous generals in the history of the land of Shenzhou, that is, calm, calm as always, so calm that she can't believe it, even if the sky falls, everyone is confused, and she has to force herself to calm down. Why do you say that, it is because there is no hope at all for the Death Valley party this time, and it is difficult to do it if you lose, it really doesn't mean that you can do it, who is he? One of the most famous figures in history, he was able to kill the charm baboon and leave safely, because he was a public loser, Sun Meng was exhausted with so many good and bad people and horses to leave safely like him, it was simply a fantasy, so there was no hope, but what the female prisoner said made her regain a little and insignificant hope, and after sending people to investigate, she couldn't help but find out the way out, and also took Chu Xunyu's life, this is the answer: not everyone is a public loser.

Sun Mengxuan herself has tasted despair alone in the tent countless times, experienced during the war between the two dynasties, but the enemy could be killed at that time, and now she is facing a group of unbelievable and difficult to kill monsters, such a dilemma is even worse than then, but she is the main general, you can't cry, you can't grieve, Can't lose confidence, so every time she walks out of the tent, she has to be calm, this kind of forced calm, is undoubtedly more lonely, she has already thought about it, she is a general who crosses the battlefield, even if she is dead, she must not tolerate the insult of those monsters, before death, she will use the secret art of the soldier to dissipate her soul, and she will never allow her dignity to be tarnished by them.

Sunset, moon ......

Time passed quickly, the sunset struggled to fall, the bloody moon began to climb to the top of the sky, and fierce battles had begun in the human camp below, and there were overflowing fires and shouts everywhere, Sun Mengxuan stood in the center and issued the order in an orderly voice:" Gong Defeat Disciple, Southwest, Crossbow Volley; Shushan Disciple, Charge the Northeast Corner, Open the Gap; Mo Family Disciple, Move the Heavenly Umbrella to the North to Protect the Wounded; Bohai Sword Sect, Recapture the Gap in the West; Liuxi Building, Demon Beasts Are Coming from Your Side, Prepare for Poisonous Smoke; Robbery Source Gate, Prepare to Kill Demon Beasts......"

At this time, he suddenly found that the golden light in the east was magnificent, a huge angry-eyed Buddha was rushing left and right in the group of magic baboons, countless magic baboons were shot away, and at a glance, he knew that it was Mu Yuan, and there were no other Buddhist monks in the camp, Chu Xunyu was right, but war can change a person, and the Buddhist disciples who have always been compassionate have opened the killing ring, what kind of courage does this take, Sun Mengxuan couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, so he continued to raise his head and issue orders.

At this time, Mu Yuan continued to drink, rushed to the front, cherished the moment of recovering his mana, and vented all his anger in the crowd, compassion had no effect on these brainless beasts, because they were the ones who killed Chu Xunyu. Mu Yuan's face was flushed, and he didn't know if it was alcohol or anger, but no one else on the left and right dared to approach, knowing that he was in a bad mood.

The charm baboon can never be killed, just when Mu Yuan was fighting fiercely, suddenly those magic baboons in front of him spread out to both sides in horror, and Mu Yuan who looked at it was puzzled. At this time, I only saw my own golden Buddha light, a figure similar to He Zeng walked over, with a long sword on his back, a cold black shirt, and Mu Yuan asked in a strange whisper: "Ye Langzhong?"

The person who came was Chu Xunyu, who I hadn't seen for a long time, wasn't he dead? Chu Xunyu looked at Mu Yuan quietly, and smiled: "Bajie, I know how to kill these things." ”