Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

"I'm fine, this is what happened." He smiled and told them about the jade pendant, as well as his subsequent encounter with the Snow Charm and the battle against the python monster. The brothers were all surprised and came over to look at the jade pendant.

"This jade pendant is so beautiful!" one of the brothers exclaimed.

Another brother said: "Xue Mei actually entrusted such an important thing to you for safekeeping..."

He listened silently, but his heart felt heavy. He knew that this jade pendant was not just an object, but also Xue Mei's trust and expectation in him.

"I will definitely take good care of this jade pendant." I swore secretly in my heart.

In this way, the days passed, and he still fulfilled his mission of protection. Whenever he saw the jade pendant on his waist, he would think of Xue Mei, wondering how she was doing now.

In his later life and battles, he continued to protect the people and fight against the monsters just as before. He also met some women along the way, but none of them were as beautiful and enchanting as Xue Mei. However, the jade pendant always accompanied him and became the most precious treasure in his heart.

The memories after that were actually nothing special, similar to daily life. Through these memories, Wang Zhan's will understood what happened between Zhan Huang and Xue Mei, how they knew each other, and the secret of the jade pendant, and then continued to recall the past.

In the later stories, Wang Zhan learned many things through his memory, such as how to fight various enemies, how to use his own physical strength, how to use weapons, and how to fight.

In this way, Wang Zhan gradually understood all of the War Emperor's combat techniques and weaponry through his memories. He seemed to be in a whole new world, experiencing every fierce battle with the War Emperor.

As time went on, Wang Zhan gained a deeper understanding of the enemy's situation. For example, the appearance and names of some of the ten demon generals of the demon clan were deeply imprinted in Wang Zhan's mind, but there were a few people whose names he only knew but not their appearances.

When fighting with these powerful demon generals, Wang Zhan also felt unprecedented pressure, but he did not retreat. Instead, he relied on his tenacious will and indomitable spirit to fight against his opponents again and again.

However, despite some victories, Wang Zhan was never able to completely eliminate his enemies. He had to fight a powerful demon general named "Devil Prison" many times, and the opponent was very powerful, making Wang Zhan very difficult to deal with.

After each battle, Wang Zhan would fall into deep thought, thinking about how to improve his strength so as to better deal with other people's battles. According to his own intelligence, Mo Yu was not the strongest, and there were others above him.

At this time, the War Emperor's memory suddenly came to a small river, and he also followed the memory to the river.

It was a river, neither large nor long, flowing quietly, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility. At this moment, after years of fighting, I was already exhausted and longed to find a quiet place to rest.

Standing by the river, gazing at the calm water, the turmoil in his heart gradually subsided. He took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air of nature, and letting his tense nerves relax. In this moment, he forgot all his worries and fatigue, and simply enjoyed this rare peace.

"Ah, when can I finally have a rest? When can peace come?" I couldn't help but sigh as I stood by the river and looked at the flowing river.

"Huh? What's that sound?" I heard some noises and thought I had encountered an enemy, so I quickly picked up my weapon and prepared to fight.

I glanced around nervously, but found no trace of the enemy. "Did I hear wrongly?" I muttered to myself. Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, a breeze blew by, bringing with it a faint fragrance.

I looked in the direction of the wind and saw a woman in white sitting on the shore not far away, fiddling with the strings of the guitar in her hand with her head down.

The woman's figure was graceful, her long hair flowing in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth. I stared at her quietly, a strange emotion welling up in my heart. Just as I was about to move closer, she raised her head and met my gaze.

Those were a pair of eyes as clear as water, with a look of tenderness and determination. The moment our eyes met, I seemed to forget everything and was immersed in her beauty.

The woman smiled slightly and said softly, "In this time of war, how can there be absolute peace? But sometimes, if you stop and listen to the voice of your heart, you may find the answer." Her voice was like the sound of nature, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered his weapon and walked towards the woman. His steps were heavy, unsure why a woman was here. Finally, he reached her and stood still, his guard still steadfast.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" He looked at the beautiful mysterious woman and asked.

The woman gently plucked the strings of the zither, and the clear and melodious notes danced like spirits, echoing in the air. She raised her head, her eyes clear and deep, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"I'm a zither player, traveling extensively, searching for my own music," the woman whispered softly, her voice soft and melodious, like the sounds of nature. "I happened to hear about a beautiful river here, so I came here to play a piece."

He was slightly startled, a strange feeling of emotion welling up in his heart. He had never imagined that someone could pursue their dreams so purely. He couldn't help but think of the purpose of his battle, but at this moment, he didn't want to disrupt this peaceful and beautiful moment.

"This song is so beautiful..." He murmured to himself, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.

The woman smiled faintly and continued to pluck the strings, letting the beautiful melody dance in the air. They chatted, sharing their deepest stories and feelings. Time seemed to freeze, and they forgot the raging war outside, immersed in the exchange of music and emotions.

Before they knew it, night had fallen, and the stars twinkled in the sky. "I should go now," the woman said, standing up and packing her music, preparing to leave. "Thank you for your company. Tonight's concert is one of my fondest memories."

He suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, and he wished this moment could last forever. However, he knew that they each had different paths to take.

"Wait a minute, what's your name?" I asked quickly, wanting to leave some memory of her. "It's rare that we are destined to meet. I hope we will have the chance to meet again in the future."

The woman paused, glanced back at herself, a gentle smile flickering in her eyes. "A name is just a code name, why bother?" she said, and turned to leave.

"No, please tell me." He hurried after her and grabbed her sleeve. "I want to remember your name so that when we meet again, I can recognize you immediately."

The woman sighed softly, looked at him with sincere eyes, and finally nodded. "Okay, my name is Lingying. I hope we can meet again." After that, she took her zither and left.

I silently watched Lingying's retreating figure until she disappeared into the night. After watching Lingying leave, I stood there for a long time, my mind full of thoughts. I realized that perhaps this encounter with Lingying was not accidental, perhaps it was fate.

He took a deep breath, buried the beautiful memory deep in his heart. Then, he turned around, picked up his weapon again, and set out on his own way.