When Bai Yueguang holds the script

It was just dawn on the second day, and the sound of horns reverberated over the entire garrison.

Zhu Zhihan got up in a hurry, just in time to meet Dai Yang, a warrior of the Luyun tribe who was already ready to go.

Dai Yang explained to them: "This is the scout's horn. Whenever the horn sounds, it means that the devil energy in the 'crack' hatches a batch of monsters."

Dai Yang patted the sword on his waist, his eyes were firm: "It's time for us to fight."

He turned his head: "I heard that the patriarch has arranged for you to join the team? Come with me."

This is Zhu Zhihan's first time facing such a battlefield, and it may be the same for Xiao Luanwu.

Zhu Zhihan has heard from Uncle Tu Meng that since their generation, the battle between evil and evil has been won, the passage to the demon realm has been closed, and the abyss has been sealed. Since then, the human race has enjoyed stability for more than a hundred years.

Such a scene can probably only be seen in the illusion.

Snow fell from the sky again.

Dai Yang led the soldiers to the crack.

A steady stream of demons formed and poured in from the cracks, and the number was so large that it made people worry at a glance.

Fortunately, most of them are low-level demons.

Following Dai Yang's order, soldiers poured into the battlefield and divided the battlefield into several parts.

The strong fight against the high-level demons, and the remaining middle and low-level demons are divided into small pieces, surrounded and strangled by well-trained fighters, as if they already have skilled tactics.

Zhu Zhihan was in the row that strangled the lower demons.

What is war?

After cutting off the heads of unknown monsters, the blood splashed from the wound floated in the air and fell into the snow again, Zhu Zhihan thought as he shook his stiff and numb arms.

It is different from the competition of monks in the past, even if it is a competition of a group of monks.

But in the blink of an eye, the female warrior of the Luyun clan who was fighting with Zhu Zhihan next to her was attacked by a monster who didn't know where it came from.

The female soldier snorted, revealing her flaws.

Another monster emerged, raising its long sickle——

Zhu Zhihan held the knife in both hands, moved his steps, and stood in front of the female warrior, deflecting the fatal blow with skill.The female warrior immediately regained her senses and took the opportunity to finish off the demon.

"Thanks." The female soldier said.

Zhu Zhihan nodded, not even having the time and energy to answer.

This is war.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and you don't know when you or the people around you will be the next to die.Zhu Zhihan happened to see it just now, and happened to be in time to deal with it, but most of the time, it was too late.

[Host, behind you. 】A mechanical sound reminds the ear.

Zhu Zhihan almost didn't think about it, and immediately turned around and put the knife horizontally in front of him, blocking the next blow.

"Hoo, hoo..." She gasped violently.

In the battle that lasted for several hours, the basic sword moves became more solid during this process, almost becoming instinctive like breathing.

But what has been honed the most is her intuition and reaction to danger.

I don't know how long it took, but it was probably when she exhausted her spiritual power for the dozens of times and swallowed the stored pills, or it might be when she waved her arms numbly for countless times.

The bottleneck that had constrained her for a long time was finally loosened.

……

Mu Xue pierced the last demon's chest with the long knife.

Xiao Luanwu held the handle of the knife with both hands, pulled Mu Xue out, and shook off the black pus and blood that belonged to the devil on the knife.

This is the first time I participated in a battle, and I have supported it for so long. As long as I am a normal person, I must be so tired that I can't help but collapse and rest.

But Xiao Luanwu is obviously not a normal person.

She still had enough time to carry the knife and wander around the battlefield, looking for her apprentice who insisted on following.

Yes, apprentice.

Thinking of that existence, Xiao Luanwu couldn't help but get a headache.

Suddenly there was a great apprentice, but she had never learned how to be a master, and there were no samples around her to learn from.

Her master is an outrageous crazy woman, which has no reference value. The elder next door has also taken in a lot of apprentices, but that elder adopts a free-range model, and there is not much to learn from.

So I can only figure out a way by myself.

——Because he marked it with his spiritual sense earlier, Xiao Luanwu quickly found Zhu Zhihan.

Her apprentice sat in the blood-stained snow as if exhausted, his face was paler than the snow, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked at the corpse of the Luyun clan next to him.

I don't know if I'm tired or scared.

To be honest, Zhu Zhihan's performance was beyond Xiao Luanwu's expectations.

Xiao Luanwu's first impression of Zhu Zhihan was actually 'fragile'.

Yes, fragile.

The little girl is not very old, her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, she has not yet grown up but she can still glimpse the stunning beauty of the future, there is some sickness between her brows, she is wrapped in a white fur coat, like some mortals she has seen when she was young Miss Boudoir is like a snowman carved by the god himself.

If you touch it, it will break.

Xiao Luanwu is actually very puzzled, even if his future self wants to accept an apprentice, why would he accept this person—it can’t be to make her look good, can it?

Now she understands.

After several hours of fighting, this little girl survived by herself, and she didn't need to save her by herself. Regardless of whether she used external forces such as pills or not, this willpower is enough to attract people's admiration.

"You're doing a great job."

She stretched out her hand, and her voice became a little softer unconsciously.

Zhu Zhihan was silent for a moment, and finally seemed to notice her, his light-colored eyes trembled, and he stood on her hand with strength.

In the end, I don't know if it was really lack of strength, or he tripped and fell straight into her arms.

Xiao Luanwu froze, his first reaction was to push the person away.

But she put her hands on Zhu Zhihan's shoulders, and suddenly found that the body of the person in her arms was shaking.

Very subtle, almost imperceptible.

Xiao Luanwu's heart, which has always been slow, suddenly realized that not everyone is as heartless as her, no matter how tough the will is, after going through this baptism, they cannot remain indifferent.

So out of nowhere, she changed her rejecting hand into a comforting pat.

"You're a fighter now," she said.

the other side.

Dai Yang finally counted the surviving Luyun people, and sent people to clean up the battlefield and transport the wounded back to the station.

Seeing the two of them, Dai Yang said, "I'm glad to see that you are all right."

At that time, Zhu Zhihan hung half of his body on Xiao Luanwu's body exhaustedly, and twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this—she wanted to be more flattering, but it was a pity that she had no strength left.

"Your performance really exceeded my expectations," Dai Yang was not hesitant to praise, he looked at Xiao Luanwu, "especially you! You seem to have endless energy, how did you do it?"

Xiao Luanwu said truthfully: "I have it since I was born."

Dai Yang laughed: "Haha, you foreigners are really humorous."

A few jokes, and he's off to attend to those seemingly never-ending tasks.

Zhu Zhihan looked at Dai Yang's profile.

It may be due to fatigue, or it may be because of the grief of the dead clansman. This man's eyes are red, his beard is unshaven, and he looks even more haggard.

Xiao Luanwu should have noticed it too, but she didn't say anything.

The team began to move to the station.

Zhu Zhihan rested for a while, healed a lot, supported by Xiao Luanwu, just mixed in the scattered team, walked slowly.

Unlike when they came, the leaving team was also quiet, and the atmosphere was more solemn and mournful.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, only the scattered sounds of trampling on the snow, and because they walked slowly, they quickly fell behind.

"Really all right?" Xiao Luanwu asked.

"It's okay." Zhu Zhihan shook his head.

"You need to rest, don't come next time."

"Ah."

Xiaoluanwu breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you would be brave."

Zhu Zhihan smiled lightly: "I'm here to help, not to be a burden."

"...It's good to know."

Xiao Luanwu won't admit that he has a higher opinion of this future apprentice.

"They are doing something that will not bear fruit." Xiao Luanwu said suddenly, looking at the Luyun people walking in front.

Zhu Zhihan's mind was already a little sleepy, and he couldn't react for a while when he heard the words: "What?"

Xiao Luanwu seemed to be talking to himself: "When I came here, I understood. The 'crack' can produce demons endlessly, and the cleaning can only have a temporary effect. As long as the 'crack' exists, they will have to fight for a day. .”

"Why would they do this? Wouldn't it be better to move out of here?"

To this, Zhu Zhihan knew the answer, but the more he knew, the more embarrassing he became.

Thinking of the people who died in front of her in the melee just now, she closed her eyes: "Maybe, they are too stupid."

Before completely leaving the battlefield and entering the dark forest, Zhu Zhihan glanced back.

Corpses are everywhere, ravens are circling, and the snow is getting heavier, as if trying to bury all traces.

……

After returning, Zhu Zhihan fell ill.

Maybe she was hit by the fierce aura of the battlefield, or maybe her body was too weak and overworked.

In short, after Xiao Luanwu participated in the second battle, he came back with a bloody smell. He was fine before he went, but when he came back, he found his apprentice sleeping in the tent, feverish.

The old family doctor had just finished feeding Zhu Zhihan a bowl of herbal medicine, when he heard Xiao Luanwu's question, he smiled kindly: "It's caused by too much worry at the moment, just sleep and heal."

Xiao Luanwu felt relieved.

She muttered: "Sure enough, it's a person made of snow."

The old family doctor was old and deaf, so he didn't hear this.

Knowing that this little Luanwu is the teacher of this little girl, the old family doctor chattered and praised: "The pill recipe brought by your apprentice is really good. I have tested it. If it can be popularized, it will be of great help to us. The Yun family is very helpful!"

Xiao Luanwu was at a loss as to what kind of pill...

She just met her apprentice yesterday!

She nodded casually and sent the old family doctor away.

For the next period of time, there was no movement from Mo's side, and Xiao Luanwu stayed with the sleeping Zhu Zhihan in the tent.

The 17-year-old Luanwu is used to keeping a distance from everyone, including her master, including Tu Meng.

Taking care of patients is also a novel experience for her.

The old family doctor said it well, I hope Zhihan's fever will subside soon, and he wakes up soon.

The girl was probably not very conscious just after waking up, her eyes were foggy, and it took a while for her to focus on Xiao Luanwu who was sitting on the side.

Xiao Luanwu was very dignified: "Do you have anything you want to explain to me?"

Zhu Zhihan: "...?"

"Think about it?"

Zhu Zhihan coughed lightly: "Which one do you want to explain?"

Xiao Luanwu: "..."

Zhu Zhihan smiled.

She propped herself up from the couch and sat up, reclining, her snow-colored hair falling down with her movements.

"I think what Master wants to know is the Dan Fang I gave."

The Luyun Clan's prescription is really good, Zhu Zhihan feels tired all over.Probably infected by this feeling, facing this master and collaborator who had lost their memories of the past, she lowered her eyes and talked about the past with someone for the first time.

"Before joining your school, I once studied under a certain alchemist, and it is not unusual to know some alchemy."

Little Luanwu didn't expect that there was such a relationship, and felt more and more that his future self had a very strange idea: ... Let a alchemist switch to a sword repair?

She commented dryly: "Then your experience is quite rich and colorful."

Zhu Zhihan was almost amused.

She pursed her lips.

"Cough. As for why I offered the Dan Fang, it may be because I am doing a review." She said.

She had planned well.

No matter what, gaining the trust of the Luyun tribe and gaining their favor is the first step in exploring this illusion and completing the mission.

She was very shrewd.Is there anything more sincere and relationship-building than fighting side by side?

It was a puzzle waiting for her to solve, and she had written down the solution, like exploring a recipe, blindly cooking.

However, she did not expect that it would be herself who was touched first.

Fantasia must not be absorbed in it, and must not take it seriously, but she has no choice but to take it seriously - because the system told her that these things have already happened in reality, and those who exist are also real people.

During the melee, many members of the Luyun tribe were killed in front of her eyes.

One of them, Zhu Zhihan, still has some impressions.

That was one of the Luyun people who first found her and Luanwu. She still remembered that he was a young man with a bright smile.If there is such a deep relationship, it is impossible to have it, it is just a one-sided relationship.

But... that was a real person.

Zhu Zhihan is a little girl locked in a small four-corner courtyard, a weirdo who is bored in the peak all day long and obsessed with alchemy.

No matter who she is, she doesn't have rich experience to support her to take all this lightly.

So she made a decision, just follow her feelings, try it out, and see if she can make changes to this illusion—even if her strength is meager.

Otherwise, she will feel uneasy.

Xiao Luanwu's face was inexplicable: "What is the review?"

Zhu Zhihan smiled: "It's nothing. Did senior go out this time smoothly?"

Xiao Luanwu said reservedly: "It's okay."

Zhu Zhihan could tell at a glance that she played a lot of roles in it.

Naturally, Zhu Zhihan praised Xiao Luanwu veiledly, and Xiao Luanwu was very comfortable with the praise, so he forgot to ask the teacher for his punishment.Zhu Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief.

The days that followed were monotonous and ordinary...relatively ordinary.

Every time the demons attack, Xiao Luanwu will go out to fight with the fighters of the Luyun clan. The fighters of the Luyun clan will basically take turns to rest, and only go once in two or three games. Xiaoluanwu is different, she Both go.

It didn't take long for her terrifying energy to spread throughout the Luyun Clan. She was called a fighting madman, and even children came to watch her secretly.

Zhu Zhihan was recuperating slowly, and during the interval between recuperating, he and the old family doctor were tinkering with each other every day, but in the end he actually tinkered with some things, as supplies, the deaths and injuries of the soldiers of the Luyun tribe were slowed down a lot.

In this way, the two gradually became acquainted with the people of the Luyun Clan.

Compared to Zhu Zhihan, who was always worried, the people of the Luyun clan were more open-minded. Except when they went to the battlefield, they would drink and play cards after rest.

Zhu Zhihan also followed suit.

Once when Xiao Luanwu just came back from the battlefield, he saw his cheap apprentice sitting in the snow, playing cards there in the dark.

Her entire face was darkened, and she lifted her up: "Just recovering from a serious illness, are you here to blow air?"

Zhu Zhihan lowered his eyes guiltily: "Just for a short while."

As she spoke, she shoved the cards into Xiao Luanwu's hand, and used the best topic to change the subject: "Do you know how to play? I'll teach you?"

Xiao Luanwu: "..."

Finally sat down.

Zhu Zhihan put on a hood and watched from the side, directing Xiaoluanwu to fight.

Xiaoluanwu's luck at cards was really bad, and her card skills were also poor. Zhu Zhihan told her how to play, but she didn't listen, and went her own way.He quickly lost all the small stones that were used as bargaining chips.

A girl next to him made a fuss: "Is there something our great warrior is not good at?"

"That's right, that's right, why isn't Xiao Zhu playing as well as Xiao Zhu?"

Zhu Zhihan looked at Luanwu whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, tremblingly: "Stop talking! Our master-student harmony is in jeopardy!"

"Hahaha." The girls laughed together.

Later, someone withdrew, and Zhu Zhihan took that person's place.

In the end, Xiao Luanwu had no bargaining chips, so he stuck leaves on his face, covering his whole face with leaves.

Until there was no place to stick it, she flicked her sleeves angrily: "Stop playing!"

Zhu Zhihan hurriedly asked to stay: "Don't!"

Time flies by.

Zhu Zhihan's elixir played a certain role, delaying the process, but it did not stop the final outcome.

Because as long as the gap is not blocked, the magic energy transmitted will continue, and the magic will be endless.

This is a dead end.

Patriarch Ubeya and Dai Yang became more and more silent day by day, and later, the atmosphere in the residence also gradually became silent.Even the youngest children seem to be aware of the special atmosphere and have no time for fun.

Before the final decisive battle, the patriarch Ubeya seemed to have a sense, and called Zhu Zhihan and Xiaoluanwu away.

"You leave here tomorrow."

The patriarch, who was even thinner than when he first met, ordered without question.

At this time, Zhu Zhihan and the others already had a lot of affection for the Luyun Clan, Zhu Zhihan's eyes were hot when he heard this.

But she knew that the patriarch who said this had a more complicated and uncomfortable feeling than her.

"Thank you for these days." The Ubeya patriarch said.

Before exiting the tent, Zhu Zhihan only heard her faint sigh.

It seemed painful, but also relieved: "I am the patriarch, and I had to be in charge of the clan before... that's okay, now I can finally be a warrior."

In the final decisive battle, Zhu Zhihan and Xiao Luanwu were bystanders.

They watched the last fighters of the Luyun clan fight the demons to the death. There were people who had fought side by side with them, and some who had played the leaf card together.

In the end they all turned into a corpse.For some stubborn, stupid insistence.

Just like the history that Zhu Zhihan knew, at the last moment, several fairy alliance envoys descended from the sky, holding the fairy artifact in their hands, and the fairy music wafted up.

These people are like real immortals, not stained with dust and mud, completely different from the embarrassed Luyun people, hanging in the air, announcing the end of these sacrifices with ethereal voices indifferently.

Zhu Zhihan clenched his fists.

But when he took a closer look, he found something was wrong.

The envoy in the middle, why is it played by Su Chaya?

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感谢在2022-04-0923:55:32~2022-04-1023:58:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece at the end of the year;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 23 bottles of limitless; 5 bottles of Shenyan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!