In Zhenjiang City, eight hundred monks in disheveled robes supported each other and stood in the ruins. Almost all of them were wounded, some had lost arms and some had broken legs, and their clothes were stained red with blood.
In front of them, there were unrecognizable streets, houses that had turned into rubble, and piles of corpses of ferocious beasts. The bumpy ground was full of blood, even if Li Ye was in the sky right now, he still felt the pungent smell.
The battle was over, but the eight hundred monsters did not cheer.
Some of them stayed where they were in a daze, as if they didn't know that the victory already belonged to them; Even if the waist is not straight anymore, it still stands like a pine.
Such warriors on such a battlefield not only made Li Ye speechless for a long time, but also made several demon kings bow their heads in silence.
The beasts killed and injured nearly one hundred thousand, and the monks in the city were only twenty or thirty thousand at first. Before the war, no one would think that the monsters in Zhenjiang City could fight until now. Victory suddenly seemed like a dream.
This victory is a miracle, not because Li Ye and Peng Demon King finally appeared with the innate treasure, but because the monsters worked together to defend for more than 20 days.
Everyone has a story, and everyone has a story. This is the burial place of 20,000 to 30,000 monsters, and it is destined that many stories will stop here.
These stories were little known before, and they will never be understood again. They dissipated, and no one was there to witness them, engraving the roar of their death on the pages of the book. Li Ye could only figure out their state of mind at that time, as well as the uncorrupted friendship behind them, through the expressions of anger, unwillingness, calmness or determination of each corpse when they were dying.
Without this war, perhaps every story would have an ending, whether it is beautiful or miserable, touching or regrettable, they will all have an ending. And now, with their bodies getting colder, it's hard to even make a story that ends so hastily.
Such an ending is not an ending, but it is also an ending.
Li Ye quickly flew down from the sky and flew towards the 800 surviving soldiers. He did not pause in space, nor did he say anything to comfort or encourage them. After he landed, he just ran straight towards a person.
Among the monks who were more miserable than refugees, Li Ye saw Wu You.
The little girl's robe is still intact, except for her lotus root-like arms, but her hair is already messed up, and the blood makes them entangled with each other. Her face was also covered in blood, and the original color of her skin could not be seen at all, only the gray-brown pupils were still bright—no, they were extraordinarily bright.
The princess who rushed out from the group of monks, before she even reached Li Ye, tears dripped from the corners of her eyes. Like a little tiger cub, she bumped her head into the arms of Li Ye who was coming towards her, hitting Li Ye's chest so painfully.
Li Ye couldn't feel the pain in his chest, but felt his heart was being grabbed by someone. The princess hugged him tightly with her arms around her waist, buried her face deeply in his chest, and there was an unchanging call in her choked voice: "Brother Ye!"
After leaving Li Ye, this little girl quickly gained control of the monk team, and she was extraordinarily tenacious and intelligent in the previous battles, so that the monks could ignite hope, fighting spirit, and feel safe when they saw her fighting figure. , when he saw Li Ye for the first time, tears burst uncontrollably.
No one wants to be strong, it's just that they have to be so in the face of challenges in reality, and now, the princess who threw herself into Li Ye's arms no longer has to strain her spirits, she can feel relieved, bold and justified.
She can be cowardly now, and she can cry unscrupulously like a child again.
Li Ye hugged the princess, and stroked her wet hair pityingly, "I'm here."
As a human being in two lifetimes, Li Ye knows better than anyone else that without eternal companionship and wings, only his own strength can face all wind and rain, and the road under his feet can only be walked by himself. So he hoped that the princess would be strong more than anyone else, so when he and the princess went to the Seven Sacred Mountains separately, he didn't hesitate too much.
He knew that the princess needed experience and growth.
The princess is in Zhenjiang City, and Li Ye is in the Seven Sacred Mountains. These days they have their own battlefields, and they are all fighting hard, so even if they are not together, they are still fighting side by side.
However, feeling the trembling body of the princess crying at this moment, Li Ye warned himself in his heart not to live in two places with the princess again.
The princess cried and said: "Qi Potian is dead, Hongxiu is dead, and even the leopard demon is dead... Brother Ye, I'm so scared, I'm afraid I'll never see you again... .”
Li Ye's throat was as hard as a rock in an instant, and he hugged the princess's body tightly.
The eight hundred monks watched this scene, and every monster couldn't help but look moved. They didn't know the dangers Li Ye experienced in the Seven Sacred Mountains, but they witnessed the princess's battle with their own eyes. That agile and powerful figure left a deep impression on them, and it had already convinced them and won their admiration from the bottom of their hearts .
But now, seeing the Princess and Li Ye embracing each other, they knew how much the Princess had put in for this battle.
Every living monster realizes at this moment that the two mortals have done too much and paid too much for the monster clan. They were silent, they saluted Li Ye and Wuyou spontaneously, their movements were surprisingly neat.
In this situation, the demon warriors couldn't help thinking of their relatives and friends who died in battle, and of those companions who were buried under the claws of fierce beasts and in their mouths. No one could restrain their grief, they walked silently and dispersed to collect the bones of the demon warriors who died in battle.
The proprietress fox demon looked at the princess who was throwing herself into Li Ye's arms like a child, and the princess, who was crying wantonly, couldn't help but shed tears. For many years, she has always wanted to have such a person who can hold her in his arms in a similar scene, but it is a pity that she has never met.
She remembered what Hongxiu said before she died, the hero I like doesn't like me. At this moment, she only felt that the sky became dim, and the surrounding fields lost their color.
Then she thought of the wolf demon and the cowardly monster who died in battle, so she wiped away her tears and went to look for their bodies.
The white wolf didn't leave the spot, he leaned against the ruins and passed out. When he was controlling the beast, he had been injured a long time ago, so he had been gritting his teeth to support him. Now that he is finally no longer needed, he can sleep well.
After the four great venerables and immortals were all wiped out, the immortals who were ambushing the monster support team on all sides of Zhenjiang City also dispersed and quickly evacuated from this dangerous place. Without their control, the ferocious beast was quickly defeated by the monster teams supporting Zhenjiang City from all over the place.
However, in just half a day, several teams of demon warriors arrived in Zhenjiang City, and they joined in the work of cleaning the battlefield.
There was not much hustle and bustle during the whole process, and almost all the demons involved were silent. They saw the corpses of the fierce beasts in Zhenjiang City, so they knew how awesome the monsters in Zhenjiang City were—whether they were dead or alive.
Zhenjiang City no longer exists, so the job of cleaning the battlefield is to burn the corpses of fierce beasts and drag out the corpses of monsters to bury them. But Li Ye knew from the look of the Monkey King that when this war was over, he would immediately start rebuilding the royal city.
Not for himself, but for those monsters who died defending the royal city.
Simultaneously with cleaning the battlefield of Zhenjiang City, the demon warriors in all the cities in the entire demon clan's territory launched a comprehensive counterattack against the besieged beasts, and endlessly chased and killed the fleeing immortals.
Before the Battle of Zhenjiang City ended, the ferocious beasts' siege of the major cities had already shown signs of fatigue. As the news of the death of the four venerables of Beihai, Nanmu, Dongxuan, and Xiji spread, and Yang Jian disappeared, he didn't know where he had fought with the Monkey King, so the immortals outside the cities followed one after another. Started getting funk.
Under the leadership of the Bull Demon King, Yu Tamarin King, and Peng Demon King, the monsters in each city gradually defeated and wiped out the "leaderless" group of beasts outside the big cities with the anger of revenge for the monsters killed in Zhenjiang City.
On the second day when Li Ye came to Zhenjiang City, the weather was gloomy and there was no cool breeze in the field. In the dull atmosphere, a large group of monsters came to a mountain near Zhenjiang City, where they gathered in silence.
The bones of the 20,000 to 30,000 monsters who died in Zhenjiang City were buried on this mountain. Looking around, on the silent green hillside, there are tombstones and white flags that can't be seen at the end. They stand in a forest and rise and fall with the height of the mountain.
The 800 demon warriors who survived that day had endless relatives and friends who paid homage to each tombstone. They stopped in front of each tombstone, placed sacrifices, sprinkled wine, chattered for a while with red eyes, and then turned to the next tombstone.
In front of Li Ye and Wu You was Qi Potian's tombstone. Li Jian knelt on the ground, quietly laying out the sacrifices. Compared with Qi Potian's non-stop shouting when he died in battle, he was extremely silent at this moment, only tears fell silently from his face, which never stopped.
Of the members of Killing Hand, including Li Jian, only six survived.
Staring at Qi Potian's tombstone, Li Ye felt confused for a moment. He didn't know whether it was the right choice to take them under his command that day. Perhaps it was this decision that ruined them.
Li Jian finished drinking and stood up, saw the guilt on Li Ye's face, smiled silently, and said dryly: "Your Highness, don't feel sorry, this is an all-out war for our monster clan, and every monster can't stay out of it. He didn't die in Zhenjiang City, but he died in other places."
"Because of obeying His Highness, we were able to gather in Zhenjiang City and avoid the fate of being scattered and slaughtered in the wild. Although they died on the battlefield, none of them died in vain. They all killed beasts or immortals We are all willing to die to defend our homeland. This is His Highness who has fulfilled us, and we should thank His Highness."
Li Ye opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he could only salute Qi Potian's tombstone in the end.
After the salute, Li Jian stared at Qi Potian's tombstone, and said slowly: "I remember when I first met His Highness in Liuxi Town, Qi Potian was bragging about himself when we met, saying that he was the famous Black Stone Ridge butcher. Actually At that time, he didn't kill any powerful beasts at all, everything was just a swollen face to pretend to be fat."
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"He is always afraid of being looked down upon by others. The more he is afraid, the more he will brag. The more he brags, the more no one will believe him. The more no one believes him, the more guilty he will be. Until he followed His Highness... . .. His Highness's feat of saving the monks' team several times was universally respected by the monks. Qi Potian was praised by many people willingly because he claimed to be His Highness's confidant. He is lucky because he found his own direction."
"In the subsequent battles, he always charged forward, shouting that he was King An's confidant, even though he knew that Luoxin Street could not be held, he never retreated. When he was dying... . .. They are all whispering subconsciously that he is King An's confidant Qi Potian... that is his pursuit in this life, and it is the meaning of his life. It is inevitable that he died embracing this meaning in this pursuit. I regret it. He is buried here now, and he is highly regarded and respected by all the demon monks. He should be... contented... "
Li Jian's face was covered with tears again, choked with sobs, finally unable to speak.
Li Ye was silent for a long time, and sighed: "I hope he can always be respected in the next life."
Leaving the group of tombstones of Killing Hand, Li Ye saw the proprietress sitting on the ground with her head leaning against the tombstones of the wolf monster and the cowardly monster whispering in a side position—she buried them together.
She babbled on and on, as if the wolf monster and the awkward monster could still be heard, as if there was an inn in Lingyundu, whether she was angry or gentle, the wolf monster and the awkward monster always watched and listened quietly. Maybe they are dull and don't know how to answer the conversation, but they never leave.
Wu You used to squat down beside the proprietress, and stayed with her quietly.
Li Ye finally came to Hongxiu's tombstone. The white wolf is sitting here in a daze, his eyes are empty and lifeless, sometimes he will giggle to himself, sometimes he can't help but burst into tears, sometimes he will mutter to himself, and from time to time he will say "You silly man!" child.
The figure of Hongxiu appeared in Li Ye's mind. She always liked to wear bright red neon clothes. At first glance, she seemed cold-tempered, but in fact she was enthusiastic.
She used to own a restaurant in Liuxi Town, which was left by her father. Both of her parents died since she was a child, and she has lived in Liuxi Town for many years. Because of the care of the white wolf, no one would dare to offend her even if countless monks coveted her beauty.
However, the white wolf can't be around all the time. He has his own mission. He always goes into the deep mountains and old forests to hang out with wild beasts, looking for traces of fierce beasts, so most of the time, she is lonely.
Now she is lying here, lying among thousands of monsters, but Li Ye doesn't think that she will not be lonely. True loneliness, even in the midst of a lively crowd, will feel lonely, bitter and out of place.
Just like what Hongxiu said, Li Ye never liked this woman who regarded him as a hero. Now that she is buried here, she will no longer secretly cast admiring gazes at Li Ye, secretly hoping that one day Li Ye will discover her beauty and goodness, and thus become close to her.
The story ends here.
At sunset, Li Ye left with the white wolf, gathered Wu You and the proprietress, and walked towards the Zhenjiang new city under construction with Li Jian and other monks who were waiting for him at the foot of the mountain.
In a few days, the white wolf left Zhenjiang City to gather a team of fierce beasts, intending to transform them into the power of the monster clan.
After a few more days, the all-out war of the monster clan came to an end, and all the monster kings gathered together again in the newly built Zhenjiang City.
Li Ye knew that this was the last time to discuss the Yaozu's journey to the mortal world, and his trip in the Yaozu was coming to an end. At first, Li Ye came to the territory of the Yaozu just to borrow troops, but now the goal was overdue, and the main force of the Yaozu was about to go to the mortal world to deal with the Immortal Court with him.
During these two months, Li Ye traveled to many places in the demon clan, met all kinds of demon warriors and mortals, and he participated in their life stories, playing important or insignificant roles.
And now, he's leaving.
For those monks sleeping outside the city of Zhenjiang, Li Ye is destined to be just a passer-by in their life stories; but in the lives of all the monster monks going to the mortal world, he will definitely play a pivotal role. Role.