Chapter 63 People's Feelings

"Night Star, do you think I'm a friend? If you treat me as a friend, help me fight. I need you..."

"Night stars, this is an opportunity to make contributions. As long as you help me fight and kill the man in red in Mengyang, I will make you king and rule the grassland together..."

"Night Star, Dad is dead. I'm very helpless now. I need you to help me. Can you help me..."

"No, none of these statements!" Suil and Ke spit angrily. He stood outside the tent of the night stars and looked down at the grass that had begun to wither yellow. He can't speak, but now he has to ask his best friend on the grassland to go to the battlefield with him, especially such a graceful and beautiful southern child like a god in the sky - how unforgivable it is to stain that gentle face with blood.

The southward migration of the whole tribe of Chinasi has stopped, and the cold wind in the far north has continuously eroded the autumn grassland. If you stand high, you can clearly see that the grassland has slowly turned yellow from north to south. The cold wind has swept over the snowy mountains in the far north, wrapped in dark clouds and heavy snow across the whole grassland. The people of the Azlan Department will come to get the money tomorrow to ensure that they will not harass the herdsmen of Chinasi to move south. Anyway, settle the herdsmen first, so that they can let go and fight with Azlan.

That is to say, after the herdsmen are settled, will Chinass officially go to war with Azlan? Not only Azlan, but also the Kuma Department, the German and Soviet Ministry stood opposite them. Chi Nasi is now making enemies on the whole grassland! And he is ready to accept General Alatancang's proposal to terminate the alliance with the Fanyang Dynasty. How will the Fanyang Dynasty react? Everything can't be explained! How can his experience, mind and courage compete with these famous heroes and cunning and greedy ambitions in the south who have been across the grassland for decades? All he can rely on is the army and power left to him by his father, and the rest depends on himself!

I'm afraid that the generals and nobles support themselves, just because of their father's deterrence to them before his death!

Suil and Ke shook their heads, and their scattered hair also shook. His upset feeling was almost driving him crazy. Try your best to make friends with these messy thoughts, inner fear and panic, and that loss - you can't make friends with this beloved girl in the future! The whole Azislan is the enemy of Chinas. His father was killed by Yu Meng's father. He is now the king of Chinassi. If he wants revenge, he must meet Huyan Erdun. Yu Meng must stand by her father!

is such a feeling of loss, as uncomfortable as nothing more worthy of his happiness, nothing worthy of his care, and death.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and stood outside the tent of the night stars for a long time. I still haven't figured out how to talk to him. Ye Xingchen must enter the battlefield to fight against the Mengyang magician. This is the only requirement, but he can't open his mouth. He is a warrior and knows how cruel it is on the battlefield. The first moment may be a living person, and the next moment I'm afraid it will become a mutilated corpse! This is to let the night stars go deep into danger. How can he speak for such a thing?

For a moment, he couldn't help smiling bitterly - the lord of the barbarians was so indecisive that he was afraid he would be laughed to death! Forget it, let's slow it down! When the herdsman settled on the south bank of the Rana River, he told Ye Xingchen about this matter. Now he really can't open his mouth.

Xuaner, he turned around and left. He couldn't make up his mind to do something. It was still easy to put it down for the time being. After the herdsmen are placed and officially start the war, no matter what, he must ask Ye Xingchen. If he is unwilling, he will never force it.

He strode back and stood in front of the tent of Night Star for so long without making up his mind. He was much relieved to leave. The mood seemed to become clearer all of a sudden, although the grassland in the far north was already covered with clouds.

"Su Rile--" A gentle voice came from behind, gentle like the ripples of freshly melted blue water in spring. Suil and Ke were stunned and turned around. The tent curtain of Ye Xingchen was lifted open, revealing the young man's pale and delicate face and coral-red eyes. His scarlet lips opened and closed and said, "I'm sorry, I should call you king now!" I know about your father... I think I can help you with some things. General Zaerhua and I have learned a knife for so many years, and I also know a little about war. Maybe I can help you..."

His tone was very gentle, with some subtle hesitation, and even a little submissive. The light in the coral red eyes was extremely fierce - as if he could directly see what Suzil and Ke thought in his brain.

Suil and Ke's faces were stunned, and immediately turned into ecstasy and emotion! He strode over and stood in front of the night stars, looking at the thin and slender boy. Ye Xingchen, who is almost 17 years old, is only half a head lower than him, and his face is still exquisite and beautiful. His long black hair extends to his waist, and behind his forehead hair, his eyes are so beautiful coral red. The silk robe outlined his outline brightly and beautifully, and his slender bones made him light like a bird, as if he could fly high and high when the wind blew.

The coral-red eyes of the night stars narrowed slightly, like a crescent moon. The expression on his face was also a warm smile, but the pale face made his smile look not very real, but like a mask on his face. But Sujile and Ke don't care about those - he was very moved by Ye Xingchen's ability to say such words, and this friend was not in vain. However, he has to make it clear:

"Stars, the battlefield is too dangerous, you have to think clearly! If you feel dangerous, I won't blame you if you don't participate in the war--

"What are you talking about? Remember when we first met four years ago? We have said that we will make a lifelong alliance in the future. I want to become the emperor of the south. If you want to become the king of the far north, we will form an alliance and never fight. Do you remember? Now that you are in trouble, how can I ignore it?" Ye Xingchen said gently, and there was also a color of memory in his eyes.

Suile and Ke nodded excitedly. He remembered these words clearly! However, Ye Xingchen is too noble. His temperament and the elegance of the southern nobles in his bones make him feel ashamed, the 'extreme northern barbarians', and even standing in front of Ye Xingchen will feel ashamed of himself. That's the feeling. Ye Xingchen has always had a noble temperament. Even if he is now the king of the barbarians, he can't touch it. His exquisite face, his sense of nobility, his quiet and serene temperament, everything made him feel unreal, and even the previous agreement was untrue.

Now that he hears what Ye Xingchen said, how can he not be unhappy or ecstatic?

He put his hands on Ye Xingchen's shoulder, looked into his eyes and said, "Xingchen, you are from Mengyang. Do you know that there is a very mysterious person beside Emperor Mengyang? Probably wearing a scarlet robe, scarlet eyes, can manipulate fire, and have great influence around Emperor Mengyang... Do you know this person?"

Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had heard the most frightening thing. The quiet and peaceful aristocratic temperament instantly became fans and said, "Sura! Is it Shura? Did Shura also come to the extreme north? In a trance, the scenery in front of him seemed to suddenly turn blood red, and even the sky turned bloody.

Shura is not only the name of that person, but also the spokesperson of Shura Purgatory.

"Sura..." Sujile and Ke muttered the name. He didn't understand the myths and legends of the south, and didn't know that it was the name of a fierce god in southern mythology. But he felt the strong smell of blood in these two words clearly.

"Sura is the great master of Mengyang's auxiliary country. In addition to Emperor Mengyang, he is the most powerful person. He is a sorcerer and a murderous madman. He has no ambition and nothing to want... If he really wants something, he will hold the whole world in his arms and break it fiercely. Ye Xingchen's face became paler and paler, "Sura is also the murderer of my family. Mengyang Ye's royal family was planned to be removed by him and Emperor Lin Xi!"

Suil and Ke were silent. Shura assisted Emperor Mengyang and killed the night star's family. Now they came to the far north grassland to assist Huyan Erdun Ketu and killed his father. What on earth is this Shura going to do?

"Xingchen, my father would not have died this time, but in the end, when Dad and General Su and General led 2,000 people to kill Huyan Erdun Ketu, they were stopped by this Shura. All 2,000 troops were killed. His father was taken to Hu Yan and killed... Is the power of the magician really so terrible? One person blocked the army of 2,000 people! If you really want to help me, as long as you fight against Shura on the battlefield, don't let him have a chance to attack the warrior, is that okay? Su Iller and Ke put their hands on Ye Xingchen's shoulders and excitedly pinched their fingers deeply into Ye Xingchen's shoulder sockets. Looking at him, their eyes became more and more feverish and moved.

"Do you want to fight against Shura? With spells...?" Ye Xingchen muttered to himself, do you want to use that power again? He really hates the powerful and perverted power of the magician. Every time he uses the spell, he feels that his mind has changed and become crazy. His heart is full of the impulse to kill, and even forgets who he is and who the people around him are. As he grew up, he increasingly felt that the speller's blood in his body was actually a mad blood. When he broke out, he became a madman...

But when he saw the excitement, joy, and even the sadness and prayers hidden in the depths of his eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse. Moreover, Shura, you have to face it sooner or later! It was Shura who told him that 'the dragon dives deep into the stream, and how can he know how to dance in the sky after the New Year'? This sentence has been supporting him! Shura gave him faith and has always been a teacher and friend. Now, they are ungold enemies...

"Okay! Anyway, I will block him!" Ye Xingchen said tremblingly, as if he was scared by his own words.

The excitement in Suzile and Ke's eyes reached its peak. He suddenly held Ye Xingchen in his arms and said in his ear, "Thank you...Thank you..." This friendship was enough to make him forget everything, and even forget that Yumeng could no longer be the same as before. Fortunately, Ye Xingchen stood by his side, and he was not alone.

Night Xingchen was held in his arms by Su Rile and Ke, biting his lips with his teeth and saying nothing more. It's just that there is no added worry in his coral-red eyes.

Sura, do you really have to face that gorgeous, arrogant and wild face? Then face it bravely!

Azlan Department.

Shura shined in the war between Azislan and Chinasi a few days ago. Previously, the king of Erdun Ketu Khan only regarded him as an ordinary Mengyang messenger, but since he showed the strength of his magician, Huyan Erdun Ketu no longer dared to despise him. It is both defensive and dependent. It's just that he doesn't care. Except for Emperor Mengyang Linxi, Shura doesn't care about anyone's emperors. He is a high god who guides the secular emperors to follow his own chess game. That's how it feels. The emperors of the world think that they are in control of everything, but they don't know that they are doing things according to the trajectory he arranged.

At this time, he sat indifferently in the tent and closed his eyes to meditate. For the magician, meditation was like a mortal's meal. All spell power comes from the deep meditation power of the soul. It senses nature and uses the power of nature for its own use. This is the source of the magician's power.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, scarlet and frightening, he looked at the people who walked into the tent and said, "Have you found your little brother?"

"I didn't find it, master. The far north is too large, and it is really difficult to find it. Slowly, in winter, the bugs are unwilling to go out to look for it. Now they can only make sure that he is still alive in the China Thought Department!" The person who walked into the tent was Ye Yuanhong in a black robe. His hood was put down, revealing a gray face without any expression. The scar on his neck seemed to fall off his head at any time.

"He must be alive. Ye Xingchen is a sorcerer, and he is the purest of the sorcerer's blood in history. He is also the strongest and will definitely not die easily!" Shura said lightly, "I just don't know that I saved his life from His Majesty Lin Xi and exiled him to the grassland. After so many years, how much he has grown up. I just don't want to let me down. There will be a battle between me and him. I hope he will lose his bloodline."

"Master, will you kill him?" Ye Yuanhong asked tremblingly, with a rare expression on his face.

"If he didn't meet my expectations, I would kill him." Shura said briefly, "For unregulated magicians, their strength grows rapidly. Twelve to 18 years old is the fastest time for magicians to grow their strength. Now Ye Xingchen should be 17 years old. The growth of strength will change people's minds. If he is still so weak and his strength does not meet my expectations, there is no need for him to live. A magician who has lost his excellent bloodline is an existence that should be eliminated!"

"Master, can you leave him without killing him anyway? Ye Xingchen is the last relative in the world..." Ye Yuanhong knelt down and prayed to Shura.

Sura's blood-red eyes stared at the pale Ye Yuanhong, looked at his drooping head, and saw the sadness in his eyes. After a long time, he said, "It seems that you have a deep affection for your brother. Poisonous centipede can't wipe out your feelings. Are human feelings really so strong that they can resist the magic power close to God?

He stood up, with a straight body like a sharp sword. He stood in front of Ye Yuanhong and looked down at him. His eyes were not emotional at all, and his gorgeous face was extremely cold at this moment: "If the night stars can survive under your prayers, I'm afraid that the woman will be disappointed! Her son, Night Star, who was highly expected, grew up in a mess in the wild north for several years, but he had to rely on his brother to beg his enemies to survive, humble and weak. Such a person should be erased. The world is the survival of the fittest! What's more, he has the top power in the world. If such qualifications are in a mess, there is really no need to save his life.

His words are cruel and ruthless, and Shura itself is ruthless. The cruel and violent Shura in mythology has no humanity at all. In reality, as a sorcerer, Shura, I'm afraid that the remaining human nature has been completely annihilated in that disappointment. He insisted on regarding himself as a god with a cold stone god in his chest.

"Master..." Ye Yuanhong raised his head, and his distracted eyes surged with water mist, as if tears were brewing in it. After being made into a worm, almost all his thoughts and feelings have been erased. Only a trace of obsession with Ye Xingchen is still there. The person who has the deepest affection for him in the world is his younger brother Ye Xingchen, and the person he cares about most is also Ye Xingchen! Even if it is now made into a walking dead poison, it can't be changed.

"Human feelings are stupid and humble, and people who give their feelings always put themselves in an extremely humble position. How would your brother feel if you knew that you would kneel down and beg his enemy to keep him alive? Is this the so-called love and dedication of human beings to humble themselves for others? Shura muttered to himself that his expression was dim for the first time, and his scarlet eyes were not so terrible. Human beings are weak because they have feelings. You human emperors have the most powerful existence. Qualified emperors have no feelings and no indecisive mood. They are just fanaticism and persistence, that's all!"

In turn, he became wild again, and his handsome face was extremely indifferent, saying, "I have been looking for her for 300 years, and I have also had such stupid and humble feelings. Now think about it, it's extremely ridiculous. I love her and fear her. Now, I hate her. Three hundred years ago, my feelings for her made me lose myself, and even after I entered the mortal world, I knew that my feelings for her were love! Humble and stupid love is meaningless! Love makes people humble and weak. I would rather abandon the so-called feelings and become close to God!"

"But, master! You just said that you hate her, isn't it a kind of feeling? It's just that you have turned your love for her into hatred, and you still have feelings!" Ye Yuanhong raised his head and looked up at Shura with a resolute face. He didn't know why he suddenly remembered such a thing.

Shura's face was stunned, and a moment of confusion flashed on his face, looking at Ye Yuanhong kneeling in front of him. Then his expression became cold again, leaving a sentence: "Your words are too much..."