118. Say with a Smile (Part 2)

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That night the army walked out of Nieyao and set up camp. The sky illuminated by fireworks turned red. The joy of victory overwhelmed everyone.

Although this battle lasted only four days, it was a real war.

The emperor personally issued an order to reward the soldiers of the three armies. He knew that he was going to win last night, so he had already contacted the Green King who was far away at Xiuyu to send him food and drinks. The meat was roasted over the bonfire, and there were constant cheers in the camp.

Especially the Qilin Guards, which Long Zaitian belonged to, caused the most excitement.

Lao Long fought a tough battle and endured for three days and three nights without sleeping a wink.

After hearing the emperor's words of praise for him, he immediately forgot about his eighteen generations of ancestors. Who cared about his injuries and fatigue? After three cups of yellow soup, he shouted, "Let's play a tune, Xiao Longzi will perform a dance." Then he went bare-chested, bare-chested, and performed a civet cat dance, which caused a huge uproar in the hall.

Over there, Dugu and Sima Huai were drinking, punching and slapping each other. Let's see if you, Ye Chan, can block faster or I, Sima Lao San, can hit faster. Countless soldiers were cheering and hooting, making a great deal of noise.

Hong Jiu was also extremely talented. He was still able to get up and drink even after being so seriously injured. Pulling the magic eye, Luo Hou, his son and Albus competed for their drinking capacity. Demon Eye Changping was the first to get drunk, while Abulis and Hong Jiu each had a hundred glasses of wine, both of them became pandas with narrowed eyes. Then they were helped back by Alan and Xia'er. However, the old sect of Demon Eye still had not finished his idea, so he slowly opened another jar and drank slowly. He is actually the only one who rules the roost with his drinking capacity. As for Tianfeng Xuanyuan, his chest was smashed with rocks and his head was smashed with a steel knife. Everyone made bets to see how long the Imperial Master could sleep and other side entertainments were beside the point.

Only one person was unhappy.

- Shen Yiren, who was dressed in military uniform, came back from the war. He didn't even have time to take off his armor and change clothes, or drink and celebrate with others, so he looked around in the camp.

Each of them has a family. Qilin Guard, King's Side, Hesna Tribe, Northern Xinjiang Ghost Group, Da Luo... Even though they play together, they always have their own destination behind them. In the middle of the night, they were drunk and the music was over. They squinted their drunken eyes and still wanted to go back to where they should go.

Shen Yiren also has such a place. There were not many people inside the six doors. Tang Ye and Su Xiao were not here today, but he was. Shen Yiren had no time to take off his armor and ran around in a hurry, just to see him for the first time when the battle ended, and to tell him what he had experienced and what he had seen in this battle. I want to hear him tell me what he has experienced, what kind of pain and fatigue he has, and I want to breathe the same joy and aftertaste of victory.

But after searching for a long time, she still found no trace of that person. Finally, we found the camp in Daluoshan, but we only saw Ming Suwen.

Not long after, - Xi Hongzhuang Armor flew into the evil shake. All Shen Yiren could think about was what Ming Suwen said just now.

The stunning girl who was still vomiting blood after adjusting her breath for a day knew her purpose and had known that she would come here, so when he saw her, he said: Wei Zi, you go and find it.

Shen Yiren hadn't heard about Master Ying yet, but was surprised by Ming Suwen's state.

"Sister, you...

Ming Suwen's Yurong looked sick and shook her head.

"It doesn't matter, I used my absolute sword rashly, and my true energy is hard to calm down. I'm afraid I won't be able to walk on the ground for three or four days. But I can take care of myself. If it's true... you go find him quickly. Since we are all fine now, Nothing should happen to him."

"Where did Feizhen go?

"I don't know the specifics. He must have fainted somewhere. He has been like this since he was a child. He doesn't like to talk to us about anything. He handles big things by himself. Afterwards, he just smiles and says it's not a big deal. Yes. Sister, I am injured right now and my ability to track down is not as good as yours. Can I leave this matter to you?"

The words "I fainted somewhere" kept echoing in Shen Yiren's mind.

She had seen Ming Fei's true martial arts. Even though she had not witnessed it directly, Luo Ming would lose to him. What kind of cultivation was that.

He would actually faint in Nie Yao like this. This means that among Ni Yao, there must be a terrifying force that is not inferior to him and is enough to bring a huge threat.

Thinking of Wu Sheng and Luo Ming's current appearance, Shen Yiren was frightened. She couldn't help but clamped her mount tightly and ran into the city.

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The heavy breathing gradually became lower and lower.

At first it was getting heavier and heavier, but now it is almost impossible to even sink, and the ability to breathe heavily is also gradually lost.

Knowing that it is not true, I walked hard on the stone steps step by step. "Hiroyuki

Pangu fell into a long sleep. It will probably take quite a long time to absorb the essence of heaven and earth until you regain your physical strength. Mingfei Zhenzhen was aiming for this goal from the beginning. Pangu was not an opponent that one person could defeat. If the dragon hadn't had this habit, Ming Feizhen wouldn't have dared to challenge the dragon one-on-one.

But it is impossible to do this without paying a price.

The biggest price is death.

Ming Feizhen has always avoided this. But it was difficult to control his injuries.

His lungs felt like they were on fire, and every breath was accompanied by burning pain. Every time I took a step, I felt like my whole body was falling apart. Not to mention the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness all over the body, like stepping on cotton wool and being unable to exert any strength. He could barely remember the last time he felt like this. Maybe he had this feeling when he was too tired to get up from practicing Qigong when he was young, but since he started practicing Yi Jin

Since then, I just feel energetic all over my body. Now that he has the source of Fengpeng's evil, he has so much power that it's almost impossible to use it up.

Even if he was seriously injured or went crazy, he had never felt so powerless.

It seems like I have returned to the time when I was on Mount Daluo, that young boy who worked diligently and only knew how to practice martial arts every day.

Finally reached the entrance. Entering from the outside requires special techniques to open the door, or pushing the stone door with peerless power, but when going out, there is a switch inside.

Ming Fei really tried to turn the switch, but it didn't move at all. He pressed it down as hard as he could, but his feet were weak and he fell down. He rolled down the stone steps and suffered a bloody head injury. I had been climbing hard for several hours, but all my efforts were in vain.

Mingfei was really motionless, like a corpse. He lay still, too lazy to move.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man who once stood proud in China and rivaled the mythical dragon, but now couldn't even turn the switch, looked up to the sky and smiled. If he still had the strength, he would even want to laugh a few times.

Not because he is miserable now, but because he reminds himself of his past self. Was this what my strength was like when I was a child?

But you can't always be stuck here. Ming Feizhen rested for several hours and finally regained some energy, but felt that his physical strength was getting weaker and weaker. Usually when he is weak, Feng Peng's evil source will drive him to kill people and drink blood to replenish his physical strength. However, when fighting Pangu, Ming Feizhen regarded Feng Peng's source of evil as a source of power and squeezed it out without missing a beat.

At this moment, not even the evil source can make trouble or provide any strength. I can only climb up patiently. This time it takes longer than before.

"F male toys

Arriving at the door again, Ming Feizhen simply sat down to rest this time, and waited for an hour before opening his eyes.

Ming Feizhen tried to ignore the pain and gasped for air. He stood up with strength and threw himself forward. He hit the switch with his weight when he fell, and finally turned it open.

The stone door opened, and Ming Feizhen threw himself on the ground and panted for a while, but was still unable to get up. But when he raised his eyes, he saw the moonlight outside the door, and for some reason he felt motivated and forced himself to climb out.

Little by little, I finally climbed out of the door.

But I felt that the stars and the moon were in the sky, melting and melting. Only then did I have the real feeling that I was still alive.

Seeing the fire in the distance reflecting the sky, cheering constantly, but there was no movement in Niiyao City, I realized, had the battle been won?

The sky-high fireworks, cheers, and the aroma of wine and meat formed an extremely strong contrast with the silence and desolation in the room, as well as the fact that I was too injured to move.

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Leaning against the stone door, Ming Feizhen looked into the distance, pursed his chapped lips, and thought to himself, it's really lively.

This kind of excitement has never belonged to him.

Whether it is more than ten years ago or more than ten years later.

He had just eliminated a catastrophe for the land of China and exchanged for decades or even more than a hundred years of peace, and ended up in such a miserable end.

But no one will be grateful to him, no one will sing his praises, and even those who care about him will not know.

Because he won't let others know.

No one needs to know.

Or because he has already gained too much, he must give up more. Or perhaps, he is not used to receiving attention from others. Or, both.

Ming Feizhen just stared blankly at the gray sky, waiting for time to pass.

What brought him back to his senses was a woman's soft call, like the dawn breaking through the darkness.

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A dirty-looking woman with hair on her temples and a face that looked like she had been naked for several days stopped.

Her eyes were red, and she didn't know how long she had been searching with her eyes, which were said to be able to detect even the slightest detail, before she could find this place in the huge city of Niyao, and she had made her eyes look like this.

Shen Yiren kicked off his horse and staggered, as if he didn't have much strength left.

She almost threw herself into Ming Feizhen's arms, although according to her original wish, she just wanted to run to him.

But Shen Yiren didn't care about all this. She didn't dare to touch him, she just looked at his whole body bit by bit.

His mouth opened and closed several times, trying to say something but finally kept silent. Looking at his eyes, but again and again, more and more

What is this look?

It seems, very much like feeling distressed.

The corners of Ming Feizhen's chapped mouth rose slightly.

"Doctor, I'll take you to see... - I'll bring the doctor over.

The woman who was about to turn away felt a little strength pulling on the hem of her clothes. She didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting the young man, and even more afraid that he would not be able to sleep.

The big bastard who didn't seem to know what she was thinking, and didn't know how badly he was hurt, looked at her and said ruthlessly.

"Don't stay with me.

Shen Yiren stayed. It's just that the tears in his eyes still failed to live up to his expectations.

"What on earth did you do without telling me?"

Mingfei really didn't say anything. The big hand holding the hem of the clothes was gently raised, lowered again, and placed on her head. Touching the head of this girl who was losing her temper seemed to gain some strength.

...I fell.

He said this with a smile.

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