"Do you know who I am?" the soldier suddenly laughed after watching Wang Yu. The smile on his mouth made the refugees around him feel fear.
"I don't know," said Wang Yu.
The soldier just smiled and then glanced at the refugees here.
These refugees surrounded Wang Yu as if he were the mastermind and their enemy.
People began to persuade the man who was not dressed like them to apologize to the soldiers, otherwise the result would be another massacre of refugees by soldiers.
"Although you are not from here, I hope you can make a sacrifice for our lives for the time being." an old woman went to the man in white and blue and begged.
Wang Yu was stunned.
What kind of world is this? Why can people here compromise so easily?
If people really can compromise so easily, is there any meaning in living? What is the meaning of a life without pursuit, without the attraction of the commanding height of force, and without the hope of the future?
Wang Yu sighed and left with the soldiers after all.
Just when they were still worried about themselves, suddenly the cry in the distance called the soldiers away. Maybe there was something urgent. The soldiers directly rode on one side of the army horse and flew away without taking care of their knee injury.
"It seems that the world is going to change." the white haired old man who had just spoken to Wang Yu suddenly said. Wang Yu heard this.
But he still doesn't understand.
A person who is addicted to life is usually free from obstacles.
In the face of this bloody turbulent world, those people can only choose endless fighting.
The name on the tombstone has blurred the handwriting in the continuous change of the dynasty, and people even dare not look up.
The night is darker.
Most of the restaurants on the road have been closed, and there is chaos in the shops, large and small. Usually, many soldiers must come in to hang up and search.
Only at the end of the street, there is a shop with bright lights.
There were no guests inside. A boss stood next to a table and looked quietly at street outside.
"Is the guest drinking tea or staying?" the boss hurried forward to greet the man in Tsing Yi when he saw him coming in.
Looking around the decoration of the store, it can be described as simple without any decoration.
Several big men came in from the door. Their arms were curly and looked full of strength, but Wang Yu knew that such a body could not retain too much strength - these people were his defeated generals.
But having such a record is not something to be proud of. After all, those people don't even know what force exists.
Wang Yu shook his head and let those people compliment him.
In that dreamland, Wang Yu seemed to have experienced his whole life, from the initial entry into the military camp to the subsequent killing of the four sides, and then to the final success.
After that, he left resolutely on the grand ceremony of reward.
He traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers. Finally, when he grew old like an ordinary man, he saw the mysterious old man.
"Old dust?"
The old man just looked into his eyes and sighed for a long time, "I should know that you are different."
Wang Yu's eyes flashed doubts, but the old man just said these words and disappeared.
Then the illusion seemed to have never appeared!
His mind was gradually folded into his body. Suddenly, great pain stabbed him. There was a trace of blood on Wang Yu's skin.
Under the strange high temperature of the blood dragon pool, it turned into watching the rising of blood mist!
"What's going on?"
Wang Yu's mind is blank. Is this the way fantasy attacks people?
He tentatively called the little soul, but the little soul was like in a dreamland, and there was still no response. The strong and almost real blood killing power wrapped Wang Yu in it. The great pain twisted his face
Damn it, when will this pain end!
After a short awakening, the great pain made Wang Yu fall into a coma again, and the blood dragon pool returned to its usual tranquility.
The steaming heat and icy blood became a cycle. I don't know when to start. Wang Yu was a member of this cycle!
I don't know when it began, his hair turned red.
Subconsciously, his hand moved forward slightly, even stretched out three fingers and drew a mysterious arc!
If Wu Tianming sees it here, he will only be very frightened, because Wang Yu's martial arts are clearly the martial arts of ice and fire! It is said that no one can cultivate ice and fire!
But Wang Yu succeeded, although he paid a huge price!
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