Daxia Empire, Dragon Capital.
For several days, the entire city was shrouded in rain.
The dripping rain washed away the remaining blood stains on the city wall, and the smoke of gunpowder in the wilderness no longer existed.
After this battle.
Although the Longdu area was not breached, its defense force suffered a heavy blow.
as a result--
Even if it is a victory, it is a miserable victory!
The city towers on all sides were severely damaged, the city defense facilities were almost collapsed, and the bodies of more than 10,000 heroes who died in the battlefield needed to be properly disposed of.
The Longdu War Preparedness Department had no time to grieve at all.
The brutal war had just ended, and he immediately plunged into the busy work of post-war reconstruction.
It was late at night.
There were few pedestrians on the rainy streets.
An extended black commercial vehicle drove into the lane and then parked in front of an apartment building in the city center.
The car door opens.
The elderly An Gufeng used crutches and slowly walked out of the carriage with the help of An Ruxuan.
"Girl..."
Mu Ran raised his head and looked at the tall residential buildings.
An Gufeng asked in a deep voice: "Is this right here?"
"um, yes."
He stood beside the old man obediently.
An Ruxuan nodded and said: "Tana made it very clear on the phone that Director Beigong has been living here since the day after he died in the battle..."
Let out a long sigh.
He raised his hand and gently tapped the crutch on the ground.
An Gufeng walked into the residential building without looking back, and told the two followers behind him: "I and Ruxuan go up and take a look. You don't need to follow us. Just wait downstairs."
The two followers looked at each other.
In desperation, he had to stand in front of the unit door, one on the left and one on the right, like a door god.
Take the elevator directly upstairs.
An Ruxuan helped An Gufeng go straight to the apartment door, and then rang the doorbell.
"It's so late, who is it?"
The door opens.
The sleepy Aunt Liu rubbed her eyes and was slightly startled when she saw the two of them. She quickly asked: "Miss An, why are you here? This is..."
"I invited them here..."
Wearing a black nightgown.
Black Pearl walked to the door, nodded towards the two of them, and then said warmly to Aunt Liu: "Aunt Liu, please go make two cups of tea and entertain the guests for me."
"Ah...Okay, you two, please come in..."
After coming back to her senses, Aunt Liu quickly turned around and went to the kitchen.
in the living room.
The three of them sat down one after another, the warm tea was slowly steaming, and the atmosphere was indescribably depressing.
There was silence for a long time.
An Gufeng slowly sipped the hot tea and asked in a deep voice: "How is the situation, boy?"
"not too good......"
Shaking his head, Black Pearl smiled bitterly and said: "He is in the room, neither eating nor drinking, and no one is allowed to disturb him. If this continues, this is not an option. Otherwise, this guy's body will be worn down... ..”
"That's why I contacted Ruxuan, hoping that Minister An, an elder, could persuade him..."
Hearing this, everyone remained silent.
Seeing Beigong Mu turned into ashes with his own eyes, Xue Yun was greatly shocked.
After the battle in Longdu.
He locked himself in the room and didn't leave the room for several days. He didn't communicate with anyone and completely closed himself off.
See this.
Black Pearl was worried and had no choice but to turn to An Gufeng for help.
Bei Gong Mu and Hu Haiquan sacrificed their lives for Longdu. Currently, the only person with the most say in the War Preparedness Department is this elderly minister!
After receiving a call for help.
Yasu Gufeng, who was arranging post-war reconstruction work, immediately rushed to the scene without stopping.
Only then did this embarrassing scene happen.
"They say people leave and the tea cools down..."
He reached out and played with the teacup on the table.
An Gufeng deliberately raised his voice and sighed loudly: "In my opinion, those dead people are indeed no different from this cup of herbal tea. Since they are all dead, why continue to disturb the living people!?"
In a dimly lit room.
The slightly defeated figure was curled up at the head of the bed, his eyes were dull, and there was no trace of energy in his pupils.
Xue Yun leaned against the wall with his head raised, his chin covered with sparse stubble.
Empty discarded cans can be seen almost everywhere on the floor in the room.
I heard loud shouts outside An Gufeng's door.
Xue Yun couldn't help being slightly startled, and immediately took out another can of beer from the system space.
He skillfully opened the can, raised his head and took a swig.
Drinking to relieve sorrow and depression!
This is the most realistic portrayal of Xue Yun's state in recent days.
Just close your eyes.
He would dream about Bei Gong Mu, who was charred as black as coal in the wilderness, and dream about his body disintegrating inch by inch until it turned into powder flying in the sky.
The helpless feeling that penetrated into the bone marrow made Xue Yun almost heartbroken.
In order to numb the pain in my heart.
Xue Yun had no choice but to choose this way of closing himself off and using the stimulation of alcohol to make himself fall asleep peacefully.
"Hmph... Bei Gong Mu will be gone if he is gone!"
He groaned.
He couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
An Gufeng continued to roar: "When he was alive, he often didn't listen to Shangfeng's instructions. It doesn't matter if he is dealt with now, it will make me a lot cleaner!"
Startled suddenly.
Xue Yun frowned suddenly and accidentally dropped the beer can in his hand.
"Grandpa, what are you..."
Looking at An Gufeng in surprise, the little beauty expressed confusion.
Beigong Mu's contribution to Longdu is self-evident. No matter how old and foolish An Gufeng is, he will never say such heartless words.
He quickly stretched out his hand and seemed to hear some faint movement.
An Gufeng slowly shook his head, silently looked at the closed door, and signaled everyone to be silent.
"In the final analysis, he is a common man who only seeks fame and reputation..."
Take a deep breath.
An Gufeng raised his voice again and sighed with a smile.
"Who the hell is Beigong Mu, the God of War in the Dragon City? How can he make the entire dragon believe in him? In my eyes, he is nothing more than an unruly madman, and it would be a shame to die!"
boom--
The door not far away burst into pieces!
The fierce wind mixed with debris flying everywhere in the living room.
"The surname is An..."
The surging biological force field aura rises into the sky!
In full view.
The dark loli clutched the huge soul-slaying scythe and followed closely behind the angry figure.
Staggering body.
Xue Yun stepped out of the room step by step, gritting his teeth.
"If you have the ability...say what you just said again?!"
The sudden change really shocked everyone present!
No one expected that An Gufeng's few simple words would force Xue Yun, who had been depressed for several days, out of the room.
An Ruxuan stood up quickly, panicked and wanted to step forward to explain, but was grabbed by the old man beside her.
"Why, did I say something wrong?"
Facing the terrifying aura coming towards you.
An Gufeng was still sipping tea calmly, and sneered slowly: "It's just a martial artist. It's natural to die on the battlefield. You should tell me, what's the meaning of his death...? !”
