In a valley.

Lin Xun was bandaging Abi's wound. Abi looked at him in a daze and suddenly asked, "Why do you want to save me? I just want to be free. Living is too painful. I don't want to hear bad news from my friends all the time in the future..."

Lin Xun casually said: "Whether it is revenge or changing all the pain you endure, there is hope only when you live."

"hope?"

Abi smiled bitterly and said, "For thousands of years, the Empire and Wu Man have been fighting in this blood-killing battlefield. Who can change all this?"

"It will change one day." Lin Xun said calmly.

"Do you believe it?" Abi asked.

Lin Xun looked at Abi's eyes seriously and said, "You also know that for thousands of years, many imperial cultivators have fought here. If they gave up, do you think there would be an empire today?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that you would have the whole world in mind. When you consider the people of the empire, you really underestimated your ambitions before." A Bi sneered.

"I don't have this noble enlightenment."

Lin Xun shrugged, then thought, "I just like you, don't want to see the pain you've experienced continue to happen..."

At the end, he sighed softly: "You are in pain. Why are the other soldiers of the Empire the same? But who dares to give up easily? Do you still remember that sentence? Zi Yaohua was undefeated because of killing blood, and the Empire lasted forever because of war!"

Abi was silent for a moment, patted her butt and stood up. A pretty wild face full of wildness was filled with a smile: "You are really not a good lobbyist. If you discuss national affairs with me, a woman, do you think I will care?"

"At least, as long as you don't die, I will not waste this effort."

Lin Xun also stood up and said casually, "I don't have many friends in Camp No. 7. If you die, the pain you are experiencing now will definitely fall on me. So, as a friend, of course, I will not watch you die."

Abi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stretched out her arms silently and hugged Lin Xun tightly. After a long time, she murmured in a low voice: "Thank you, little white-faced."

...

From this day on, Abi returned to normal and no longer used his life to fight like before.

Lin Xun was not happy at all.

The situation on the battlefield of Blood-killing is becoming more and more turbulent and tense, and it is full of wind and rain. Various bad news can often be heard in the camp.

"Old Huang has also suffered a disaster when he goes out to perform his mission..."

On that day, Lin Xun was about to go to the camp's guard leader Lao Huang to drink, but he heard such bad news from Lu Wenting.

Lin Xun was stunned for a long time before he turned around in silence.

Another friend left.

That night, Lin Xun drank a lot of wine alone, remembering the first time he drank with Lao Huang in a tavern.

"Sir, do you know that I have been in this blood-killing battlefield for five years. For five years, my companions have changed one after another, familiar and unfamiliar. Until now, I almost forgot who I should remember."

"Others say that I am a tough life and have not died for five years. It's like a miracle, but I know that I am just afraid of death. So every time I fight, I try my best to keep myself from dying, and I am lucky enough to live until now..."

"But, it's so painful to live like this! The first thought of waking up every day is how to live today! Who cares about the future and future?"

"Oh, there's no way, who made this a blood-killing battlefield? Death happens all the time. I can't tell you which day, I...I... also..."

Lao Huang's drunk voice seemed to be still in his ears, but others had already left.

In the night, a sigh sounded from Lin Xun's house: "Old Huang, you are just a crow's mouth..."

The next morning, Lin Xun left the camp.

...

Blood-killing battlefield, blood-drinking ground.

A team of powerful Wuman with hundreds of people is rushing to the road.

Although this team has few people, they are all elite, with five powerful people in the Spirit Realm standing in charge!

Their target was to attack a team of casual cultivators at the Imperial Six Camp.

"stop!"

Suddenly, the leader of the Qiling strong man narrowed his eyes and saw a figure standing on the road from afar.

It was a boy wearing a moon-white long gown with black hair hanging down by his waist. He carried his hands on his back and his eyes stared at the sky in the distance, as if he was in a daze.

The blood-drinking land was a long time ago, and the powerful Wuman and the imperial cultivators had fought countless bloody battles here.

But today, there is a boy standing there alone with a casual manner, which seems too abnormal.

The leader of this Wuman Powerful Team is a ruthless character from the Huoman lineage. His name is Yan Jiuge. He is knowledgeable and has rich experience. He can tell at a glance that something is wrong.

"Be careful, everyone!"

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Yan Jiuge's heart, and he made a quick decision, causing the team to pause.

"Sir, I'm just a human teenager. I'll just be destroyed casually. What are you worried about?"

A powerful witch man muttered.

"You know nothing!"

Yan Jiuge cursed, his expression becoming more and more serious. He always felt that the boy in the distance was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Hmph, if Lin Shier comes, it's worth our high-profile view, but this guy doesn't even have a bow or arrow in his hand..."

The strong Wu Man suddenly disagreed.

But as soon as he said this, it was like a thunderbolt, which made Yan Jiuge's face change drastically. He finally remembered why the boy in the distance felt a little familiar.

This guy looks almost exactly the same as the legendary Lin Shier!

The only difference is that the big bone bow that was famous for the blood-killing battlefield and a black and terrifying magic arrow!

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

Yan Jiuge shouted.

He was sure that the young man must be Lin Shier. Even if the latter did not carry the bow and arrow this time, Yan Jiuge was frightened by his "heavy reputation"!

What's more, if a person like Lin Shier dares to appear here alone, how could he come to die?

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy Yan Jiuge felt.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"Retreat? Why do you need to retreat?"

Seeing Yan Jiuge's reaction so strongly, the other Wu Man powerhouses in this team were a little surprised. They couldn't figure out how threats a young man would be.

But Yan Jiuge had already escaped. He was like a gust of wind, roaring angrily as he ran away: "A bunch of idiots, that guy is Lin Shier! Are you waiting to die?"

The voice was as thunderous as the sound of thunder. Suddenly, all the Wu Man strong men in this team were dumbfounded. That guy was really... Lin Shier?

"Escape!"

Realizing that something was wrong, these powerful Wuman men fled immediately without starting a war.

There is no way. Lin Shier is now synonymous with the "Young Demon God" in the Wuman camp. It is scary and it is absolutely notorious.

The rumors about him can even make the king of life and death uneasy!

In this situation, who has the courage to stay?

However, although they reacted very quickly, they were already one step late.

I heard a roar like a shocking thunder sound, and suddenly resounded in this world.

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PS: This chapter is a little short, and there is a second update tonight. Today, many children's shoes have already taken annual leave and have started to return to work. I believe the taste will definitely not be good. So are I, tired and tired, just like primary school students who don't want to go to school after vacation...
Chapter completed!