As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

"I seem to have misunderstood him."

Jiang You couldn't tell what it felt like.

Especially when I met Huo Yong not long ago, it seems like yesterday when I recall it.

Jiang You could still remember his face clearly, and he could also imagine Huo Yong's chubby demeanor.

But the fact is that in the battle with the gods, he died.

Jiang You was silent for a long time.

When he left the playground that day, he thought a lot.

Huo Yong led him into Beidu Academy.

To impart knowledge and exchange ideas.

The two can also be regarded as "both teachers and friends".

First Uncle Lu, then Huo Yong, the breath was stuck in his heart, unable to breathe or swallow.

Finally turned into a long sigh.

The invaded world, the dead, are extremely normal.

This is true at all times.

The door was pushed open, and a figure approached.

"Is Jiang You there?" It was the sister nurse from before.

"Yes, what's the matter?" He raised his head.

"Mr. Su saw that you were awake, and said he wanted to see you." The sister nurse looked at Jiang You, probably wondering why Mr. Su would ask to see this kid.

"Okay, here I come."

Jiang You collected himself and walked out the door.

Under the guidance of the nurse, he took the elevator, turned all the way, and stopped in front of a larger ward.

"Mr. Su is inside." The nurse whispered, "Just go in."

"Ok."

Jiang You pushed the door open and entered.

The room was dark with the curtains drawn.

As soon as he entered, he noticed the faintly breathing figure on the hospital bed.

【Health Volume】: 10%

He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, probably aware of someone entering the room, and turned his face slightly.

"Mr. Su." Jiang You whispered, and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed.

"Here we come." Su Jianyang's voice became a little hoarse, and it sounded like he was dying.

"Yes."

Jiang You noticed that his eyeballs had turned completely black, with thick black mist flowing, and no pupils or pupils.

Completely fell into blindness.

"You did a good job in this battle." Su Jianyang said.

"Thanks to your crucial help." Jiang You was not proud.

Looking at the figure curled up in the quilt in front of him.

His body was dry and thin, and he could feel the old and lifeless breath.

"Don't be humble, we can only play a supporting role, but no one can really kill the gods."

Su Jianyang smiled, "You are the most important one."

Jiang You didn't know how to answer, so he could only respond in silence.

"Is Fang kid awake?" Su Jianyang asked.

"Fang Zhanjiang hasn't woken up yet."

"Oh, his situation is indeed not optimistic, I hope it's all right."

Su Jianyang sighed, and refocused the topic on Jiang You, "Does swallowing fragments of divine breath have negative effects at present?"

"No, I can feel that its strengthening effect is obvious."

"That's good." Su Jianyang understood, "The research institute has speculated on the various effects of the divine breath fragments, but no one has actually taken them after all."

"You still have a long way to go in the future. If the road ahead is cut off because of a fragment of divine breath, then I'm afraid I will become a big villain."

"Mr. Su, you are being serious." Jiang You smiled wryly.

"After this battle, you will probably become famous in the Night Watch Division. It's hard to say whether the news will reach the ears of outsiders. There is a high probability that you will not be able to prevent it."

Su Jianyang spoke slowly, and said softly, "Don't be blinded by the praise of outsiders, and don't be contemptuous because of the temporary results."

"Some people have objections to you, but they may not necessarily harm you; some people seem to be very enthusiastic about you, but they actually harbor evil intentions."

"Your strength is not enough to sweep away all gossip."

"Become strong as soon as possible, strong enough to suppress all opposing voices."

"Xiao Jiang."

"I'm listening." Jiang You said.

"I'm sorry to involve you in this before you really grow up, but I can't help you more in the future."

"It's okay, Mr. Su." Jiang You breathed in slightly, "I can understand it, you should take care of your health first, and maybe I will come to you for a history lesson in the future."

Su Jianyang nodded slightly.

It seemed to say something, but no sound came out.

"Mr. Su, take a good rest. I won't bother you anymore. I'll visit you when you feel better."

Jiang You got up and covered him tightly with the quilt.

Then leave slowly.

Standing still in front of the door, he turned around and looked at the figure on the bed.

It just so happened that the old man cast his gaze at this moment.

Clear pupils, and cloudy eyes;

Strong body, and decayed body;

It is the thriving youth and the old man who is coming to an end.

Looking at each other at this moment, it seems as long as a century.

-

Thoughts stretched.

uncertain.

Great weekly meeting.

"This battle determines the future direction of our Great Zhou."

"To fight, to fight with all your might."

"The gods will come sooner or later. Instead of being caught off guard, it is better to be ready for a vigorous ambush."

He said so.

...

In the 90th year of the cataclysm, the gods descended for the first time.

"Everyone be careful!"

"Don't be contaminated by the air waves around him!"

"Don't look directly at his body, immediately find something to cover your eyes!"

...

Thoughts were flying, until the 50th year of the Great Cataclysm.

Sunset.

"Everyone be careful to keep up, don't fall behind!"

"Over this mountain, we will be closer to the safe zone!"

"The night watchman will ensure your safety, trust us!"

he shouted.

In the past 50 years of being invaded, rich and desperate has been bred, and Dazhou has entered a semi-fallen state.

On the way to evacuate, at intervals, there were night watchmen holding lights, and looking from a distance, a long dragon formed in the mountains.

Every now and then someone steps on the ground and falls off the edge of the cliff.

The sky was extremely dark, already half a month long.

Where is the light?

Later, Wei Shanhe, the first battle general, was willing to use his body to transform into yang, and protect Da Zhou from high above the sky.

Now, it's a new round of sunfall, and the night watchmen no longer have the ability to create suns.

Where will the light be?

The body on the hospital bed took a long breath, and the severe pain in his body made him frown from time to time.

After a while, it stretched out again.

He was once a heroic young man, and he was also a warrior who led mankind forward.

He has seen the glory of Da Zhou, but also the confusion of Da Zhou.

All the way ups and downs, stumbled.

We have made many mistakes.

We have also gone through some detours.

God?

If there is a god in the world.

It will also be the fortitude and unyielding will of human beings, the temperament poured with blood, and the hymn written by the roaring soul of human beings who live to death.

A faint smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

He actually saw it.

The elder of the old century saw the sunrise of the new era when the curtain was about to end.

Or should I say.

At the center of the battlefield surrounded by hundreds of extraordinary people, in a dark room thousands of miles away, a long lamp lit up.

When everything was silent in that scene, there was only a cluster of white awns standing upright against the cold wind.

When the boy went against the crowd and sang.

Su Jianyang.

He has already seen it.

-

The hunt is over.

The seriously injured entered the Qingyang outpost for treatment.

Day [-].

The former head of the northern capital, witnessed the turn of the century, experienced nearly a hundred battles in his life, and led the old man in the dark.

Su Jianyang.

Died.

On an ordinary hospital bed.