Dazzling rays of light illuminated the gradually darkening sky as if it were daytime. The two battle armors fought in the air, and various shells exploded, shaking the earth.
The 'Lucky Son' has already left the battlefield. They looked at the tall silver mecha standing outside the entrance of the dungeon, with doubts in their dull eyes.
"This is Lao Tzu's battlefield, you can't be robbed of the limelight," Heimeng controlled the blue armor and leaped into the battle circle, and his shot was a blast of ion cannon: "Those who don't have armor go back to the dungeon, and those who have armor give it to Lao Tzu." Come on, let them come and go."
"Yes, boss."
The people in the dungeon drove their battle armors into the artillery fire again, and because of He Yunting's joining, the battle situation suddenly changed, showing a one-sided situation, and the enemy battle armors were blasted to the ground, and they could no longer get up.
"Marshal He, stop!" The enemy commander couldn't bear the violent attack any longer, and shouted loudly: "This is the Milky Way, and it is Marshal Wanqi's territory. You have no right to interfere with our mission."
The silver battle armor casts out a broadsword with a cold light, and the light blue light is flowing, reflecting the snow.
It looked at the worrisome Galaxy Legion, and said slowly:
"The Milky Way does not belong to the Empire, it does not belong to the Federation," the deep and majestic voice echoed in the vast world: "As early as six hundred years ago, Emperor Shengyuan sent the third legion to station in the Milky Way, and it was divided into the private property of Emperor Shengyuan. Marshal Qi wants to occupy the magpie's nest and establish himself as king?"
"All the private properties of Emperor Shengyuan belong to me, He Yunting."
"And you, those who dare to touch me in He Yunting's territory, damn it."
As the words fell, the huge silver-gray mecha jumped up, and the cold light and knife shadow enveloped everyone, and the majestic killing intent made everyone breathless.
4S, the unprecedented high mental suppression, made the faces of the members of the Galactic Legion turn pale instantly, and the internal organs were squeezed by the turbulent force, as if they were about to burst out of the body. After hundreds of armors staggered and fell, the battle armor cabin The person who keeps spitting blood...
A ray of cold light fell, and there was a loud bang. Hundreds of armors of the Galactic Legion were torn apart, and the fuselage was torn into pieces and fell to the ground.
The never-ending wind and snow are still flying, the battlefield is silent, and everyone looks at the silver-gray armor in shock:
Is this the Imperial Marshal He Yunting? Fearsome strength.
He Yunting's final blow brought the war to an end, and everyone began to clean up the battlefield.
"Hiss, bang!"
A black object passed quickly in front of everyone, hit the ground, slid out along the ice, hit the boulder heavily, and made a moaning sound. Everyone took a closer look and found that it was Heimeng.
Only then did everyone realize that the huge silver battle armor had disappeared. A tall man in a black military uniform had a gloomy face. Another merciless punch against his face.
Under the impact, Heimeng fell out again and hit the ground, blood dripping all the way.
There was a faint murderous intent in He Yunting's cold eyes, and the creaking sound of military boots stepping on the snow made people's spine inexplicably chill. He walked towards Hei step by step, and his sharp murderous aura shocked everyone who wanted to stop him. people.
No one dared to speak up, they just watched in a daze, the whistling wind and snow sounded like a ghost crying.
"Brother Yunting," Su Yemu ran a few steps forward and grabbed He Yunting: "I'm fine."
Su Yemu's voice broke the frightening atmosphere.
However, He Yunting stood still without making a sound. Su Yemu stood behind him, couldn't see his expression clearly, but the hand he held was painful.
After a while, He Yunting turned around, his dark eyes locked on Su Yemu's.
The two looked at each other for a long time, He Yunting raised his hand, stroked the snowflakes off Su Yemu's shoulders, and said in a dumb voice, "From now on, I can't see you anymore."
"Um!"
Su Yemu also knew that his sudden disappearance this time scared many people, but he did not regret this disappearance.
"This time it was my fault, Su Yemu, I apologize to you."
Hei Meng stood up in two staggered steps, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth; however, he had no regrets, and no one could stop him from his determination to heal his companion.
"sorry."
Hei leaned heavily on Su Yemu, bending over at ninety degrees; the people in the dungeon stood up straight, and bent over at ninety degrees to Su Yemu: "I'm sorry."
Su Yemu let go of He Yunting's hand, and also saluted everyone: "I will do my best to cure them."
He Yunting looked at the actions of the two parties and raised his eyebrows. Susu only left him for a few days and had a secret.
…
There are still many people in the Galactic Legion who survived, but they were all taken away by Allen, not returning to the empire, but going to the base camp of the expeditionary force.
These people are the confidantes of Marshal Wan Teng, and they know a lot.
After the battlefield was cleaned up, Hei Meng led everyone back to the dungeon, while Su Yemu held He Yunting back: "You can walk with me!"
Su Yemu looked at the gloomy sky, exhaled, white mist floated out, Su Yemu reached out to grab it, it was empty.
"I want to see this earth."
"good."
He Yunting drew out Kong Yi, clasped Su Yemu's waist, jumped up and entered the cabin.
The hatch closes, and the air wing goes into flight mode.
"Jee-"
The chirping sound resounded through the sky, and the giant dinosaur flew out to sail in this frozen world.
Ice and snow, endless ice and snow, here, there is not even a trace of life.
"Find… "
The voice stopped abruptly, and Su Yemu said that he wanted to go to the south to have a look, the south of Huaxia, but this place is full of glaciers, how can we get there.
"What can you find?" From the moment he sat in the air wing, He Yunting could tell that something was wrong with Su Yemu: "What do you want to say?"
Su Yemu turned his head, he was moved by He Yunting's encouraging gaze, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "I want to go to the south, the land that belongs to Huaxia, and I also want to go to the north, where..."
It has its own past.
"But I can't find it anymore."
Su Yemu murmured to himself, but didn't see the turbulent emotion in He Yunting's eyes.
"Do you know the latitude?"
Su Yemu shook his head, startled, surprise flooded his face: "North latitude, 39.9 north latitude, 116.23 east longitude."
He stretched out his hand to grab He Yunting's clothes, his heart was beating wildly, Su Yemu's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he was about to hand over the geography to the teacher, but he didn't expect that he could still remember it now.
It was the first time seeing Su Yemu showing a childlike scene, He Yunting chuckled lightly, feeling a little relieved that he finally looked like a child.
"Kongyi, 39.9 north latitude, 116.23 east longitude."
[Yes, sir. ]
"why are you laughing?"
Intuition told Su Yemu that He Yunting was just laughing at him.
"Laugh at your cuteness."
"Men can't say cute."
"You are not yet of age."
Su Yemu was at a loss for words, this is a speechless adult age.
Kong Wing's speed was very fast, but within a few minutes, it had already arrived at its destination. It was hovering in the air, waiting for the instructions to fall. At this time, even though the Forbidden City that was still standing was dilapidated after three thousand years, Su Yemu's tears suddenly burst into tears. down.
He remembered that when he crossed over, he was preparing a state banquet with his master, and the master even drove him to rest, while he just lay down and rested for a while...
Pressing his head into a warm embrace, Su Yemu pressed his forehead against his generous chest, stretched out his hand, and hugged him, letting his emotions go for the first time.
After a long time, Su Yemu wiped his eyes and sat up. He Yunting held his hand, wiped his face again, and then let go.
Su Yemu reached out to wipe He Yunting's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "It's wet."
"It's okay." He Yunting touched Su Yemu's face: "It's cold, stop crying."
His eyes were also very red, and He Yunting felt distressed.
"Well," Su Yemu turned her head embarrassed, startled, and pointed outside: "Look, there is something there, 033, go there."
[Yes Master. ]
"Crazy!"
Kong Yi rushed down, quickly came to the place designated by Su Yemu, and changed into a human form according to He Yunting's instructions. As soon as the cabin door opened, Su Yemu wanted to jump down, and He Yunting was terrified to see him, so he quickly grabbed him.
The two of them landed on the ground, stepped on the snow, and slowly approached the huge monster covered in ice.
This is a tombstone cut out of ice, a style handed down from China, and the people engraved on it shocked Su Yemu and He Yunting.
The people written on it turned out to be Emperor Shengyuan and General He.
There is no name, only the emperor's title and military rank.
Su Yemu was confused again. Emperor Shengyuan was a time traveler just like himself, or he just loved Chinese culture, so he imitated Ming Dynasty in the palace, made Peking opera costumes, and was buried here in the end.
"Did the royal family bury them here?"
"No, when General He was fighting the enemy, his body was directly blown to pieces, and Emperor Sheng Yuan was buried in a wormhole."
Who erected a monument for them here
"Kong Yi, check the material, and confirm the monument erection time."
[Return to Your Excellency, the time is six hundred years ago. ]
He Yunting thought of the Legion in Exile, who stole the unicorn pendant and they were the most likely to set up a tomb for these two people.
Su Yemu stretched out his hand and stroked the cold, transparent ice tablet. His heart suddenly constricted and ached, and several scenes flashed in his mind:
Emperor Sheng Yuan, who was dressed in fine clothes, was buckling the last general star for General He, who was wearing a black military uniform. He said, "When you come back, I will give you another star, four stars, Generalissimo."
General He held Emperor Shengyuan's hand: "I'm not in the imperial capital, you have to be careful."
"Okay." Emperor Sheng Yuan put away his smile: "Wait for you to come back."
The hug is the last farewell.
Then, another scene appeared in my mind:
"Your Majesty, the frontline battle report, General He died for the country," Qin Ge's old man burst into tears: "The body was blown into pieces and disappeared into the universe."
The old Qin Ge was crying loudly.
Emperor Sheng Yuan was practicing calligraphy. He was stunned for a moment before returning to his senses, and slowly put down the brush: "Mr. Qin Ge, I promised him that when he comes back, he will do the same. Now it seems that he has broken his promise."
"However, I also broke my promise. I got married." Emperor Shengyuan walked out of the door and looked at the palace decorated with lights: "He blamed me! That's why he didn't even leave me a corpse."
"It's okay, I can't run away, I agreed earlier, if there is such a day, we will be buried in my hometown together."
"It's such a beautiful place."
Emperor Shengyuan looked up at the sky, thinking, it is not as beautiful as his hometown, he stood for a long time, from dusk to sunset, and to nightfall.
The next day, Emperor Shengyuan passed away; the princess of the First Civilization disappeared, the battle report from the front was sent back, the First Civilization retreated, and all the generals under General He rebelled.
Emperor Ming and Yuan, who took over the throne temporarily, read out the will, and the Third Corps was stationed in the Milky Way; the secret decree, the body was buried in the wormhole.
The era of Emperor Sheng Yuan officially ended.
"Why are you crying again? It's agreed, don't cry."
Finding that something was wrong with Su Yemu, He Yunting pressed Su Yemu's shoulder and pulled him back.
Su Yemu blinked and felt his eyes were a little dry. When he wiped them, he was really in tears. Su Yemu looked at the tombstone:
Emperor Sheng Yuan, who are you? You entrusted me with a dream, do you want me to do something
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