Along the way, it completely drained the blood of Yubeitang’s own department.
And Yu Jiang can continue to live, so that Zeng Haoxuan can take over from himself and continue to take care of Yu Jiang and Yu Beitang. He can keep burning his life, keep burning his will, and keep smashing his insides in the impact again and again, praying for a face-to-face opportunity for Zeng Haoxuan.
But Yu Beitang still failed.
The hope in Yu Beitang’s heart was completely extinguished by Huixian’s palm.
Zeng Haoxuan seems that Yu Beitang’s death was caused by himself.
That feeling of guilt immediately filled Zeng Haoxuan’s heart and tortured him to extreme pain.
From the point of view of Zeng Haoxuan’s overreaction, Chen’s sorrow can be seen. After this action, maybe he can’t count on him to do anything anymore. He doesn’t dare to count on him to contribute.
Chen sorrow knows that if he stops to put pressure on Zeng Haoxuan so much, maybe his colleague will fight back because of excessive emotions, and maybe he will give him a whole drama of life and death, so it is better not to take Zeng Haoxuan with him at all in the follow-up tail-cleaning operation. Anyway, more than 90% of the strength of the horizon door has been annihilated by the trap company, so it seems to him that the remaining masters are not so important.
Even if this surplus contains Zhao Xuan Chen’s sorrow, it seems that it is not necessary at this time.
For Ceng Haoxuan worry about Chen at the moment, although he has a lot of complaints in his heart, he also knows that this aide who has been following Li Er at the moment is in a huff, so he won’t argue too much about it. The two of them have a lot of contradictions about this war, and Zeng Haoxuan almost fainted because of Yu Beitang’s incident. He won’t want to say anything more if he can ease them a little.
Because some words are enough once.
And the definition of soldier thief believes that Zeng Haoxuan’s heart will definitely have a more accurate measure of this.
Chen sorrow here with Huixian is moving forward in the direction of Taiji Tian Shu, while Zeng Haoxuan on the other side is in the eyes of the public, so he picked up Yu Beitang’s already cold and stiff body and then looked somberly and moved over step by step in the direction of the periphery of the cat valley.
"Thick burial! ! ！”
Choke Ceng Haoxuan low a sigh.
And as Zeng Haoxuan’s voice just fell from the crowd in front of him, it was really a shout, and dozens of people suddenly rushed out, so he and Yu Beitang were firmly protected.
These people are Zeng Haoxuan’s personal guards.
Loyal to Zeng Haoxuan, loyal to this person.
elaborate funeral
What a simple sentence, but it is full of difficulties if you want to implement it at this time.
Let’s not talk about the dense group of trapped military officers around us. Let’s talk about this ethics. Once Zeng Haoxuan said, he couldn’t explain to those soldiers who were beheaded by Yu Beitang. After all, those soldiers who died in the trap of Yu Beitang were even 50, and so many people were all mothers and fathers. If he wanted to bury Yu Beitang, what about these soldiers who died in the trap?
Besides, Yu Beitang’s husband, Zhao Xuan, is Li Er and others, who are on opposite sides. Now Zeng Haoxuan wants to bury this former enemy in a thick way, and it is difficult to complete it in the trap department.
But even so, even if the road ahead is full of difficulties, Zeng Haoxuan is still in front of a crowd, picking up his good brother and then taking the lead in leaving here step by step.
However, I don’t know when a low horn was blown around Zeng Haoxuan.
At first glance, it was a soldier on the protective side, but he didn’t know when he shook hands with a trumpet that had gone through many vicissitudes, and then he slowly puffed up his cheeks and suddenly a low and melodious trumpet was played again.
When the horn was blown again, Zeng Haoxuan tried to control himself, his grief and tears in his eyes. But as the low horn lingered in his ear over and over again, he failed to control his emotions. Tears were just like a broken dike river, and they broke through the eyes one after another, so they dripped down his cheeks and fell on Yubeitang.
And those veterans who have witnessed Zeng Haoxuan’s growth are closely following their generals step by step, quietly choosing to follow him silently.
And when these veterans found those who died in the armor of the gate halfway through the walk, they would follow Zeng Haoxuan’s example and pick up those poor people around the middle and choose to continue with the brigade.
From the tent to the cat’s mouth, that is, a few miles away, but along the way with those veterans behind Zeng Haoxuan, it is already dense, and many of them are like Zeng Haoxuan at this time, holding individuals in their arms. These soldiers who have never left the world have their robes and bounded cousins
Suddenly, the original drizzle suddenly became more transient after a thunder, and God seemed to feel at this moment that the land in Cangzhou was filled with grief and made the original spring rain suddenly pour.
See Ceng Hao Xuan rate after all came to a flat place outside the cat valley, this just carefully put Yu Beitang, and he just put Yu Beitang gently in front of himself in the Gobi desert, and then suddenly he suddenly pulled out his waist sword and pointed to the sky.
With the sword drawn, the anger of heaven and earth fell rapidly, and a thunder resounded through the sky, which just shook the gloomy sky wildly.
"God you don’t eye! Damn people can’t die, but the living are dead in vain. You are blind this day! "
Zeng Haoxuan screamed in pain and slammed his sword into this flat land.
Boom ! !
Every time Zeng Haoxuan tries his best to thrust his sword into his eyes, he will burst into thunder as he moves for nine days, and with this series of thunder, the feeling of Zeng Haoxuan’s help and grief and desolation at the moment is highlighted.
In a short time, you can see that Zeng Haoxuan, who had already been soaked by the heavy rain, forcefully relied on his own hands and the sword he held in his hand to dig out a deep pit in this warehouse state.
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Pa … Pa … Pa …
A few raindrops hit Zeng Haoxuan on the cheek, and tears scattered with the raindrops.
Pa … Pa … Pa …
A few tears of grief fell into the deep pit of Gobi in Cangzhou, and then let it be completely mixed with mud.
In this way, Zeng Haoxuan, like a madman, kept raising his sword high, and then stabbed his foot violently in the Gobi desert, biting his teeth and trying his best to draw a mark in front of his sword that was not too wide.
Over and over again …
Over and over …
When the rain in Cangzhou washed the muddy face of Yubeitang gradually, when the sword in Zeng Haoxuan’s hand had been continuously dug and broken into two pieces, he took one last look at the handle broken arrow in his hand.
Since you want me to take the last step in your life with my hands, then I will answer you.
Who let you be my brother? Yu Beitang is my brother recognized by Ceng Hao Xuan.
Once when I cried, it was because of Brother Rong. I remember that you cried, too, and it was worse than me. Zhao Xuan also laughed at you and me.
But now, after so many years, I haven’t left a tear.
Yu Beitang, you broke the precepts for Lao today, and you made Lao cry today.
You must remember this account to the old man, and when you get revenge, I will come to you personally to claim this debt.
Now Yubeitang, you can show the old man that you have done all this.
Looking at his hands and looking at his fingers, Zeng Haoxuan put his hands into his eyes without thinking. This is not a big pit, and then he dug it bigger and bigger with his bare hands again and again.
At this time, Zeng Haoxuan couldn’t feel the pain from his hands. Because of the special geographical characteristics of Gobi land, the soil in this warehouse state was hard. It didn’t take Zeng Haoxuan long to dig, and he was already bloody with his fingers.
Zeng Haoxuan found that the more he dug the soil, the harder it would become, and if he didn’t pay attention to the sharp gravel, he would cut his hand.
And when Zeng Haoxuan bites his teeth and reaches out to the pit in front of his eyes, ten bloody scratches will be left on the surface of the pit.
But even so, Zeng Haoxuan is still constantly planing the pit, and the pit in front of him can barely hold a person like Yu Beitang.
The rain has been looking at the present situation, even if I will look at it more and more. That depressing day, Zeng Haoxuan, has once again locked his eyes on Yubei Tangshen.
At this time, although the rain washed Yu Beitang’s face again, in the final analysis, it is still true that the face was covered with mud and blood before washing. When Zeng Haoxuan had just dug a pit here, he wanted to clean up for his good brother, Yu Beitang, to clean up his face contaminated with mud and that there was some dried blood.
But when he tried to reach out his hands to Yubeitang, he found that his hands had long been out of his command.
The hands in the rain curtain are constantly shaking, and the shaking amplitude is unprecedented in Zeng Haoxuan’s life. It is conceivable what price he paid in Yubeitang Rest House.