Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

Tomb City, the blood moon is in the sky.

The fire dissipated and the two figures froze.

Zhao Feifan pressed the slightly curved spear, and bunches of flames jumped back and forth on his body.

At the end of the spear was a straight dark brown cane, and the smiling old man.

"Little baby~~It's not good to dance with guns and sticks~~"

The old man let out a long and playful voice, and with just one exertion, Zhao Feifan was knocked back dozens of steps.

The tiger's mouth hurt slightly. Li Guang lowered his head and saw a few blood threads clinging to the tiger's mouth.

"Boy Zhao, your hands are really precious."

Zhao Feifan chuckled and said nothing.

Gold is expensive? It is indeed quite valuable.

A spoonful costs at least five yuan. If you add spicy strips or something, you have to add another piece...

Opposite me, the old man stroked his beard and said.

"Today, let me help your family teach you how to deal with your elders, respect them~"

“Hey ah ah ah~~”

The old man shouted loudly, raised his crutch, and stabbed it hard on the ground, sinking deeply into the bluestone bricks under his feet.

Then his body shook, and a powerful aura spread from the crutch.

In an instant, smoke and dust flew everywhere, the ground cracked, and the green bricks turned into rubble, quickly rushing towards Zhao Feifan like a tsunami.

"Well done!"

Li Guang's body was slightly pressed, and at the moment when the wave came, he swung out his spear and cut it in half.

The flames cut through the black curtain, and the sparks of fire spattered and spread on the gravel. The gravel turned into ashes and became a prairie fire.

The monstrous wave turned into nothingness at this moment.

Swish!

A flaming cross flew out.

The old man laughed, raised his cane, and tapped the intersection of the cross, and the flames dissipated.

The moment the flames dissipated, Li Guang rushed out fiercely, pointing the tip of the flame spear directly at the old man's eyebrows.

Just when he was about to succeed, the old man seemed to have been prepared for it. He swung his cane and Li Guang was pushed aside with his gun.

The strength gap between the two sides was too big, and it was simply impossible to kill the old man directly.

But...who said you have to beat the old man...

Li Guang showed a faint smile, turned around suddenly, and quickly mobilized all his spiritual power.

And on the side, it was the sword-wielding warrior in white.

boom--

With a spear back and a barb, endless dark red flames spurted out, roaring and rushing towards Wu Sheng like a savage beast.

On the blood-red dim street, a blazing light flickered, and a few pieces of paper money fell here, but before they came into contact, they already burst into flames and turned into scattered sparks.

The wind howled loudly.

Li Guang collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. Zhao Feifan's body almost reached its limit.

As soon as he raised his hand, it was like being torn apart by a huge force, and pain that reached the bone marrow surged into his brain. Not only Zhao Feifan, but Li Guang also felt it.

But even at this point, Li Guang still struggled to stand up with his spear in hand. Looking at the flaming snake, he couldn't help laughing loudly.

He, Li Guang,

Still the flying general!

Laughter floated in every corner. Although it was vigorous, it was not as heroic as before, and there was a sense of heroism in his twilight years.

Vicissitudes of life, sadness...

Suddenly, Li Guang's expression froze and his laughter stopped abruptly.

I saw a vague outline of a figure in the raging fire. The figure moved slowly, and a faint light suddenly appeared.

"You little kid, you are so insidious~~"

The loud voice came out, and at this moment, the sword-wielding warrior slowly walked out. His face was fair and his eyes were bright, and he didn't look like he had been injured at all.

What was even more surprising was that his white clothes turned into a flaming dark red.

There are also several flame hairsprings on the three-foot sword blade, and they penetrate the sword body at an extremely fast speed.

"a ha ha ha…"

Li Guang smiled helplessly, and his expression dimmed. Zhao Feifan's somewhat immature face actually had some vicissitudes that had been polished by the years.

"It seems that I am really old..."

"If the heart is not old, people... will not grow old."

On the roof.

Bai Chenzhi held the gun behind his back with one hand, his eyes were as calm as still water, and he spoke lightly.

The sound was not loud enough for a few people to hear, but this caused huge waves in Li Guang's heart.

"The heart never grows old... Is my heart old?"

Li Guang trembled slightly and whispered.

Memories of the past emerged, flashing through my mind like a revolving lantern.

"Father, when the Huns come, I will beat them to pieces..."

"Father, your Majesty has made me a general. This time, I must drive the enemy troops out of the territory..."

"Hahaha, Gan'er, do you know what the Huns call Daddy? They call me Flying General..."

…

"It's been so long..."

Li Guang sighed, and at the corners of his eyes, two lines of turbid tears fell silently down his cheeks.

Suddenly, in his mind, a young boy ran up to Li Guang and looked at him with clear eyes.

"who are you?"

"I am you…"

"Are you me?" The young man looked him over and shook his head in disbelief, "I'm not that old."

"who are you?"

"Are you old..."

Li Guang murmured, raising his hands tremblingly, only to see those scarred hands. Suddenly, a mirror appeared in front of him, clear and transparent.

Look up.

A face full of wrinkles appeared in front of him, old and sad, his eyes were dim and lackluster, just like a dying old man.

"Hey, old man, who are you!" A man in armor shouted loudly.

Before Li Guang could answer, the man's appearance changed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, a middle-aged man wearing a red cloak appeared in front of him.

"Old man, who are you?"

Li Guang was stunned for a moment, then as if he had put something down, he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted.

"I am the Han Dynasty Flying General, Li Guang!"

The sound was sonorous and powerful, like thunder.

On the long street, I saw a ray of light bursting out of Zhao Feifan's eyes. His whole person seemed to be completely transformed, and a majestic aura spread out from his body.

Of course, this is just the change brought about by Li Guang, and Zhao Feifan is nothing more than a tool man at best.

He laughed twice and said to Bai Chenzhi on the roof, "Hahaha, boy, I want to thank you more this time."

Seeing Li Guang's current appearance, Bai Chenzhi smiled and said, "General Li, you're welcome. This is what a junior should do..."

This plan is said to be a test for geniuses, but it is also a test for those heroic souls.

They are all newly awakened, come from all dynasties and generations, have gone through ancient times, experienced vicissitudes of life, things have changed and people have changed.

Even if they still retain the power at their peak, there will inevitably be some changes in their state of mind.

There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. They are heroic souls. If they are soulless, they are no different from some evil spirits.

Therefore, a trial is needed, not only for the geniuses of the current generation, but also for the unparalleled geniuses in the ages.

And this is the "Tianxing Project", which will wash away all the glory...