Tonight, destined to be long.
Before the dark war opened, the quiet filled everyone's heart. Chen Fan noticed that no one's eyes showed fear or fear.
They fight for faith, to protect their homes, to avenge their relatives and friends!
Among them, there is a teenager who can most move chen fan.
This young man is not even 20 years old. His accomplishments are just martial arts, but his appearance is too much like thirteen.
This reminds chen fan of his poor disciple.
The boy's name was Bai Xingyuan. He had no father and no mother. He had no choice but to join the army.
Because he had been destroyed at the beginning of his practice in seclusion, everything he owned was burned to the ground, and now he has only one life left.
Bai Xingyuan once told chen fan that his greatest wish was to have a paradise of his own, where he could practice for a long time without asking anything and following the past.
Chen Fan promised him that when the war was over, he would give him the best place in the world!
In this way, Jianyi helped Chen Fan go far and far.
Finally, they arrived at Meng Qingshan's camp, where Meng Qingshan was wiping his sword.
He just sat on a big stone beside the camp. Once upon a time, he acted mechanically and mechanically. His eyes were blank, as if he was thinking something.
Even when Chen Fan and Jian Yi arrived, Meng Qingshan did not find it.
The long sword was polished by him, and it bloomed like water in the night, reflecting the chilling light.
"Brother Meng."
Chen Fan called.
Meng Qingshan fiercely returned to God, and then nodded at chen fan.
"What happened to Qian Qian? Did you send it to the rear?"
Chen Fan's inquiry let Meng Qingshan's eyes return to God, slowly shook his head and said: "no matter what I say, Qianqian will not leave, just stay in the camp."
"Brother Chen, can you help me?"
After hearing the speech, chen fan nodded and took the sword to Meng Qianqian's camp. He saw that the little guy was squatting in the corner of the wall. He didn't know what he was doing.
"Qian Qian."
Chen Fan called.
Between the little girl immediately back, a pair of black and white eyes in the twinkling moving luster.
Obviously, it is the eyes of the three eyed crow, and now Qianqian can finally see it.
"Uncle Chen."
Three step at a time, Meng Qianqian into Chen Fan's arms, all of a sudden cried out.
"Uncle Chen, I'm afraid."
Chen Fan stroked Qianqian's small head and comforted her for a long time, telling her not to be afraid.
In the end, the little girl fell asleep crying in Chen fanhuai.
Chen Fan sent Qianqian to Jianyi's arms and solemnly said: "take Qianqian to a safe position in the rear, you also stay there to guard her."
"But you..." Jian Yi was obviously dissatisfied with Chen Fan's decision.
"Don't worry. Although I lost my cultivation, I'm not a man to be slaughtered. Even now, no one can kill me easily!"
At this moment, Chen fanzhan showed unprecedented domineering, and this is such a domineering, let Jianyi infatuated.
Finally, she did not choose to compromise, but said stubbornly: "Qianqian in the rear does not need my protection."
"If we win this war, everything will be fine, but if we lose, even if there are 100 me in the rear, no one can defend it!"
Jian Yi's stubbornness makes Chen Fan smile bitterly.
In some ways, both of them really want to have a kind of stubbornness that is not persuasive at all.
"Well, I'll wait for you."
Chen Fan nodded and watched Qianqian leave, while he walked slowly onto the wooden platform specially built for him.
There are wheels under the high platform, which is convenient to move. Because of occupying the high place, it can watch and analyze the situation at the first time.
Standing on the high platform, you can have a panoramic view of the towering Gaogong mountains.
Chen fan with his hands on his back, standing aloof and proud, seems to be waiting for the rising of the sun and the outbreak of the first large-scale war!