On the tower. The man in a long coat stared at the figure walking further and further away. After a long time, he sighed softly.
"Do you regret it?" Ling Qiao said,
"It has to be such a difficult task."
"He can do it." Li Siming said.
"Huh?" Ling Qiao was a little surprised. He looked at Li Siming as if he couldn't believe his ears,
"What did you say?" Li Siming did not say it a second time. Ling Qiao shook his head: "I don't understand. Since you think he can do it, why do you still make such a request? Do you want him to come, or don't you want him to come?" Li Siming asked doubtfully: "This question, Is it confusing?" Ling Qiao suddenly realized: "I understand, you neither want him to come nor don't want him to come. To be precise, you don't want him to come now, right?" Li Siming sighed and said: "As you say, have you always been so secretive?"
"We met again when we were in the capital. Don't you know whether my words are confidential or not?" Li Siming really thought about this issue seriously.
In fact, when he was in the capital, Ling Qiao was still very calm. After all, he was the talker of the Ling family and didn't talk much. Wu Ning, who used to be a taciturn child, now talks a lot.
This is really weird. Will joining the Demon Slayer Army superimpose this kind of buff? Or are they afraid that if they say too little, their mouths will freeze?
...The way back is completely different from the way back. When riding the train, he and the few demon-slaying army soldiers were the only ones in the entire carriage.
The six demon-slaying army soldiers formed a small team. The captain was called Geng Yi, who was relatively tall. Although he was about the same height as Gu Yuan, his limbs were slightly thicker than Gu Yuan's.
When he saw the other person, Gu Yuan thought that the other person was at least forty years old, but through conversation, he found out that the other person was only thirty-two years old this year.
When Gu Yuan was a little surprised, Geng Yi smiled without any surprise: "It's normal. This place in Northern Xinjiang doesn't support people." After chatting for a while, the two of them quickly became familiar with each other. Geng Yi He also introduced the names of the other five people to Gu Yuan, and then joked: "Actually, it's all in vain if I tell you. You probably won't remember them. Even if you do, you won't be able to remember them when you look back." Yuan was a little embarrassed. Geng Yi was indeed very straightforward, but sometimes he was too straightforward.
Although the truth is this, but...it can be a little more euphemistic! When waiting for the special flight, Gu Yuan found out that they were the only ones on the entire plane.
After sitting down, Geng Yi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Xiao Gu, how about... let me hold you for a while?" Gu Yuan lowered his head, looked at the urn in his arms, and shook his head with a smile.
"No need." Geng Yi sighed, not knowing what to say. To be honest, he actually admired Gu Yuan. Although he knew that the other party was also extraordinary and had good strength, seven hours had passed since departure. Gu Yuan still held the urn in his arms tightly. Never let go for a moment.
Moreover, Gu Yuan did not go to the toilet during the trip, nor did he eat, nor even drink a sip of water.
Although Gu Yuan showed no sadness along the way and even talked and laughed with them, Geng Yi believed in his eyes. Many times, emotions were not expressed through words, crying or laughing.
He even knew what the young man was thinking. He was afraid that if he showed any trace of sadness, he would appear artificial and unrestrained. He knew what kind of person General Qi was in daily life, and he also knew that General Qi hated the same scene.
Just be neat and tidy, that's fine. He held the urn, looked out the window, grinned, and laughed.
"Master still loves me. He is afraid that it will be too crowded and noisy around me when I go back, and that I will get so much glory..." Geng Yi looked at Gu Yuan's side face. He was smiling, but for some reason, he didn't listen. At this point, Geng Yi still felt his nose was a little sore.
...After arriving in Yuncheng, Gu Yuan just got off the plane and saw the neatly arranged team in front of him, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
He never thought about fighting for any honor for himself, let alone what kind of pomp he would have in the future, but on the way back, he was really afraid that the people in Guanlong Mountain did not pay enough attention to his master.
Gu Yuan also admitted that he was still a little selfish. Although there were so many demon-slaying soldiers who died on Nile Peak, he just wanted Qi Changguang to be more honorable.
Hundreds of people came to greet Qi Changguang. At this moment, all the sword holders in Yuncheng had to step back a little. Hero Xin Lao Cui, who was the Star Lord of Guanlong Mountain, also had to stand in the second row. The solemn-looking Elder Ai held a flag of the demon-slaying army in his hand. He strode towards him.
"Have you seen this, Master? The elders of Guanlong Mountain have come in person. This kind of ability... I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in my lifetime." Gu Yuan lowered his voice and said softly.
When Elder Ai stepped forward, Elder Xin and Cui Yingxiong also walked towards this side at the same time. Gu Yuan glanced behind him. Geng Yi and others had already stood in a line, following him. Gu Yuan stepped forward. , they followed neatly.
When he stopped, Elder Ai stood in front of him. The other person stretched out his hand to take the urn, but Gu Yuan smiled.
"Elder, we're all here, let me do it." Elder Ai could see that Gu Yuan's movements were a little stiff now. He seemed to have guessed something. He was silent for a moment and nodded.
He folded the Demon Slayer Army flag in his hand, draped it on the urn, and patted Gu Yuan's shoulder lightly.
"It's been a hard journey." Gu Yuan straightened his spine: "It's not hard." Elder Ai moved a few steps to the side. Gu Yuan passed in front of him. Both Xin Lao and Cui Yingxiong looked at him, with unconcealable excitement in their eyes. Worry.
When the hundreds of people lined up neatly saw Gu Yuan walking towards them, half of them moved three steps to the left and half to the right to clear an aisle for Gu Yuan.
"stand at attention!"
"quiet!"
"Welcome Qi Changguang, the deputy commander of the Demon Slayer Army and the mighty general, back home!" A loud voice echoed in the airport. Gu Yuan held his head high and his chest steady. He had never received training in this area, but his steps at this moment were very standard, as if Every step is measured with a ruler and controlled just right.
Eyes focused on the urn in Gu Yuan's hand, and everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.
"Welcome Qi Changguang, the deputy commander of the Demon Slayer Army and the mighty general, back home!" At the end, there was a white car. Half an hour later, a car drove out of the airport, and the route was controlled. Even the bustling and always-congested center of Yuncheng City was now clean, and uniformed policemen blocked all intersections. When the motorcade passes in front of them, they will raise their arms in order to salute, and then watch the vehicle drive away from the area under their control.
The people of Yuncheng must not know what happened, let alone whose funeral caused such a big fuss. But what surprised Gu Yuan was that the intercepted vehicles still raised their eyebrows when they saw the convoy passing by. Sound the whistle at the same time to express your inner respect.
In a black BMW, a man wearing glasses kept his hands on the steering wheel, listening to the piercing whistle, and the children in the back row were a little irritable.
"Dad, it's so noisy!" The man said nothing. He looked at the intersection ahead and saw a car passing by. His expression was solemn.
"Dad, who is that!" the child said angrily,
"Why don't they let us go home!"
"Dad doesn't know either."
"Then why..."
"There is no reason, and you don't need to know who he is. You just need to know that he must be a hero." The man said softly.
Daxia people always like to watch the excitement, but when they see the battle in front of them, they may first marvel at how big it is, but when they come back to their senses, they will suddenly realize something, there is something indescribable of sadness.
cemetery. The surrounding area has also been sealed off, and Gu Yuan is still walking in front. He doesn't know exactly where Qi Changguang will be buried, but on both sides of the path, there is a post every three meters, and people standing straight are lined up in two. Lie, in this way, guided Gu Yuan's path.
When the urn was placed in the mausoleum and then sealed, Gu Yuan raised the knife named Steep, a rainbow of light surged into the sky, gunshots rang out behind him, and Jin Ge was waved.
That small cement platform was sealed with the god of war who defeated enemies a thousand and seven times with one sword, the hero who guarded the northern frontier and killed the aliens, and the swordsman who had been invincible for twenty years.
I also sealed the chance to see Ziwei who would never learn again.
