On the carriage, Bai Ming gently stroked the red dragon scale armor and couldn't let go of it.

Feng Qingchen's voice came from outside: "This armor is extremely precious, I'm afraid that there will be no second set in the world. It will complement your sword. With it, you will be like a tiger with wings."

Bai Mingwei said: "This scale armor is so light that it is only a little heavier than ordinary clothes. It is also very tough. I don't know what material to use."

Feng Qingchen said, "I can't see it either, but the cloak behind and the skirt on the hem should be made of the hair of a fire rat. This set of armor is not only unpunchable by ordinary swords, but may also have the effect of not breaking water and fire and not invading all poisons."

Bai Ming smiled and said, "So magical?"

Feng Qingchen said: "The specific effect is not clear, but I have heard of the origin of the armor. It is said that this came from the hands of an extremely mysterious and powerful craftsman."

"But as time goes by and after it was given to the Huo family, it never appeared again. Gradually, it was forgotten."

Bai Mingwei put the armor in place: "General Huo's friendship is really heavy..."

Feng Qingchen said confidently in his clear voice: "You deserve it."

Dongling has been bullied for many years. Although Bai Weiyong has mediated many times, he is still looked down upon by other countries. Eighty thousand main forces have been killed in Yinshan, causing Dongling to become almost the target of bullying.

However, the regaining of the five cities is the restoration of mountains and rivers for Dongling, and the rise of Dongling for all countries in the world.

In a sense, if other countries want to reach Dongling, they will also be afraid of Bai Mingwei's famous female generals and the Bai family army that is invincible.

The breeze lifts up the curtains, and the breeze's thick back is often seen.

Bai Mingwei knew in his heart that if Feng Qingchen had not helped her, the war would not have ended so easily.

If Feng Qingchen had not had many timely help, the price Dongling paid would definitely be much heavier than it is now.

This kindness cannot be repaid, but what she can do is to give Feng Qingchen a promise: "As long as I am still alive for one day, the Bai family army will never invade an inch of the land of Western Chu."

"I will not hurt those people you protect, and the responsibility of your family and country will not be aggravated by me.

Feng Qingchen was silent for a moment and spit out three short words: "I believe in you."

The wheels rolled onto the flat official road\/.

Neither of them spoke, but such quietness never caused any embarrassment.

It was not until sunset that the carriage arrived at the city of Pingcheng.

After Feng Qingchen explained his identities to the officers and soldiers guarding the city, he drove the carriage directly into Pingcheng.

As the wheels slowly passed by on the bluestone slab, Bai Mingwei's thoughts were pulled far away.

My father, uncle and brother lost their precious life because of this city, and the feeling this city always gives her is different.

When she first entered this city, every inch of land, every house, and every commoner was the inspiration that aroused her sad things.

As long as she closed her eyes, she would think that her father, uncle and brother died because of this city. Together with tens of thousands of soldiers, she left her life in the cold Yinshan Canyon and could never return to her hometown.

It was also this city that made her, Chuanyi and several sisters become fatherless children, and it was even more this city that made her aunts and sisters lose their support for life.

So every step she stepped on in this city was like a knife stabbing her heart, heartbreaking, but she still had to endure it.

Now that I come back here, the feeling of pain in touch still exists, and she cannot forget the death of her father, uncle and brother.

But at the same time, her heart was no longer as stormy as before, and was soothed by the sounds coming from time to time outside the car window.

It is precisely because of such great sacrifice that the hustle and bustle of the world and the most ordinary fireworks on earth are even more precious.

Now she has entered Pingcheng with the news of victory. In addition to her sadness, she also has an indescribable mood that cannot be described in words, but she knows that this mood must be mixed with joy.

And this joy also contains her deepest love for Pingcheng.

Because this is the place where father, uncle and brother should protect even if they sacrifice their lives, and it is also the place where father, uncle and brother left their footprints during their lifetime.

Even for this reason, she would cherish this city and the people living in it.

Feng Qingchen asked: "Why, I'm in a bad mood?"

Bai Mingwei's thoughts were instantly pulled back: "No, I just felt a little emotional, and I couldn't wait, eager to tell my father and the others that the five cities were back."

Feng Qingchen continued: "As a result, now I am increasingly confused about where to start?"

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "That's right. I have a lot of words, but now I don't know what to say."

Feng Qingchen said, "I understand this feeling. When I was revenge, I knelt in front of the spiritual throne of my father, mother and brothers and sisters. I wanted to say something but stopped several times, but in the end I didn't say anything."

"Because I don't know where to start, I want to tell them that they won, but the process was really hard. The joy of victory was mixed with endless grievances, and I couldn't say it easily."

"I want to complain to them, and I say that it is really difficult to go along the way, but this grievance will not be answered, so I will just stop talking about it."

Bai Mingwei didn't answer the conversation, but she still wanted to tell her deceased relatives well. She won, and they finally won.

However, when Bai Mingwei knelt in front of the spirit card, she opened her mouth and said only a few words for a long time: "Father, a few uncles, Mingwei returned in triumph."

As Feng Qingchen said, Bai Mingwei wanted to tell his father, uncle and brother how they regained these cities.

But as soon as I was about to say it, I remembered my partner who lost his life in the process, so the words of the good news became difficult to speak of.

I wanted to tell my father and tell my father and brother that it hurts so much when the sword is slashed on my body, and it hurts so hard when the bloody battle is fought.

But she knew that even if she said it, she would not wait for the comfort of her relatives, and she would lose the desire to speak out.

Thousands of words ended up with a simple sentence: She returned in triumph.

At this time, Bai Mingwei noticed that although the mourning hall was cleaned up, a strong smell of incense lasted for a long time.

If it weren't for being soaked in the incense smoke for a long time, such a strong smell wouldn't be left.

The guards of the guard told her: "The big girl doesn't know that the people of Pingcheng will take turns to send incense and candles. The incense in this mourning hall has never been cut off for a day, and a large frame of incense ash can fall every day."

"The people remembered several masters and some young masters. If it weren't for not allowing them to enter here, I'd be afraid the threshold would have been broken long ago."

"And those people who were rescued from the mine by the big girl always remembered the kindness of the big girl. They originally offered the big girl's immortality at home."

"But because there were so many people offering sacrifices, they finally moved the eldest girl's immortality into the Yingling Temple to worship the sacrificed soldiers. While they also burned incense and prayed for the eldest girl to live a hundred years of long life."

Bai Ming was slightly surprised: "Hei Ling Temple?"

The guard explained: "The people of Pingcheng built a temple for the fallen soldiers to thank the soldiers for their sacrifice of their lives."

Bai Mingwei heard this and said silently.

In the chaotic times, the people's demands were so simple that the soldiers did not make the city more prosperous and wealthy.

But because of the sacrifice of the soldiers, the peace of the city was exchanged, the people were grateful and expressed their highest respect and sincere gratitude in the way they could.

Bai Mingwei knelt in front of the spiritual throne of his father, uncle and brother, and the idea that Dongling would never be eroded by the war was unprecedentedly strong.
Chapter completed!