The battle continued, but it was Jiang Huan alone who was beaten passively.

Shun Dongping, Chen long, Fang Hua and 300 Huben cavalry are waiting for Feng Sihai's orders.

Especially Chen long, who is impatient, has already shouted.

"General, if the third childe dies in the west, what are the consequences? You know the most. At that time, 300000 Huben cavalry will come to the west again. We are the first to die!"

When the voice fell, Feng Sihai still didn't respond. He still frowned and stared at Jiang Huan in the middle of the square.

But other people, especially those horse bandits who survived under Liu Qingcong, heard Chen Long's words, Jiang Zhenfeng's three words, and 300000 Huben cavalry. They all felt cool in the back and tight in the scalp. Obviously, Huben cavalry's prestige has penetrated everyone's heart in the West.

After a while, Feng Sihai sighed and said to himself.

Maybe he will destroy Jiang Huan's mind of martial arts, not fight and retreat, and also destroy his Jianghu faith, but it's better than he died for it.

Thinking of this, Feng Sihai made a decision. He decided to stop the fighting and save Jiang Huan from Hong Feng.

Then Feng Sihai planned to order Huben to ride the army forward, but at this time, something unexpected happened to everyone.

Hongfeng still punches left and right, and the punches are heavily bombarded on Jiang Huan's body, which makes him like leaves in the water at this time, and it is hard to resist the strong wind and waves sweeping him left and right.

....

Deep into Jiang Huan's heart, consciousness slowly sank into the sea floor like gravel, getting further and further away from the sun, but gradually close to the dark, surrounded by flowing dense black water pouring into his ears, blocking the sound of the outside world.

Jiang Huan could only vaguely hear tianleizi's subtle cry. However, tianleizi felt that Jiang Huan gradually lost consciousness in the soul sea. He wished he had taken over his body on the spot.

But considering Jiang Huan's current situation, he can't be tossed by tianleizi any more, so he can only continue to shout, hoping to wake up Jiang Huan.

The dark night and the black water are the first feelings of Jianghuan. Everything is so unreal. The hazy feeling comes to Jianghuan's heart, which makes Jianghuan hard to recover.

At this time, from the dark water of that night, an ethereal voice came from afar, light and comfortable, and full of vicissitudes, like an old man, but also an old man who wants to break away from the shackles.

"How long have you lived How long have you lived... "

That voice has been asking Jiang Huan this question, repeatedly, without hesitation. It is not only like a very important question, but also as easy to say.

Jiang Huan closed his eyes tightly and let the wind and the waves press him to the bottom of the sea. He would never see the sky, but he did not know how to answer the question of the mysterious voice.

All of a sudden, the sky is full of gray smoke, suddenly surging up, a large number of clouds and mist gathered, turned into a big face occupying half of the sky.

The ditch mark on that face is crisscross and crisscross, as if it had experienced the wind and frost of countless years, but it can't take away the bright eyes on that face.

The voice comes from him.

But at this time, the voice changed, became deep, became indifferent, became angry.

"Why did you become such a person after three generations? Did the ancient curse really annihilate your will?"