Chapter 731: The star that misses you After keeping my eyes open for a long time, I got used to the darkness of the night. When the sun in a person's heart falls, he cannot see the light even if he is standing in the daytime bathed in sunshine. In fact, most of the time, what people fear is not the darkness at night, but the loss of hope and sustenance. Fang Jie sat on the broken bridge of Jinshui River and looked up at the sky, always wanting to find that star that he had always felt was special. Fang Jie likes to look up at the sky at night, not just because he feels something is watching him silently in the sky, but because he hopes to find the star where he once existed. This world didn't have anything close to the historical knowledge he had learned, so he kept wondering if this was the planet he once lived on. If not, can you find it in the vast night sky? ????????? Are there people on that planet who are looking up and missing him? Jing Yesi raised his neck and took a sip of wine. Fang Jie raised the wine bottle and saluted the moon. May you be well. Some things will not be forgotten because of happiness, because you will never be happy when you think of these things. When Fang Jie was very young, he often heard adults tell him that the stars are the eyes of relatives from far away looking at you. When you look up at the night sky and find stars blinking at you, that means she is thinking of you. I miss you Fang Jie rubbed his eyes, and then smiled at the sky. He was like a fool, thinking that the smile he showed would be seen by the person he wanted to see. "This kind of smile, I'm afraid no one understands it except himself. The wine in the jug was quickly drained, and Fang Jie threw the jug into the Jinshui River, but he couldn't let go of the concern in his heart. Compared with the previous feelings, the feelings in this world are not substitutes, and some feelings cannot be replaced. Seemingly sensing his master's mood, Hunzuan opened his eyes and looked at Fang Jie, then rubbed his huge head in Fang Jie's arms. Fang Jie rubbed his confused forehead and said softly, "You don't know who I'm thinking of, but the person I'm thinking of will definitely know that I'm thinking of her." But, what¡¯s the use of thinking? The sky is so deep, like a vast ocean, what is separated is still separated after all. There was a very slight rustling sound in the distance. Fang Jie looked back at the south bank of the river, putting away the longing that he couldn't tell anyone. He patted Hun Chaos neck, and Hun Chao immediately jumped away. A mile away, Qilin and Nie Xiaoju were waiting there with Fang Jie's five hundred soldiers. As soon as the white lion appeared, they knew what was coming. Ten elite soldiers from the military camp wearing bright light armor were standing under the broken bridge. The broken bridge blocked the moonlight. In the shadows, they could clearly see many people approaching on the south bank of the river, but the people on the south bank of the river couldn't see at all. They can't reach them under the broken bridge. At this time, Fang Jie, who was lying down along the slope of the broken bridge, didn't seem to care about the enemy who had already reached the river. He was still looking at the sky, his eyes seemed to be telling something. ¡°However, no one will ever hear this kind of complaint. The pain that cannot be expressed is the real pain. Fang Jie was lying on the broken bridge. He didn't want to look at it, so he knew what was being prepared on the south side of the river bank. Judging from the sound, it seemed that many people were carrying a very heavy object to the river, and then there was the sound of rushing water. This section of the Jinshui River is the narrowest, only a dozen meters. It is not difficult to build a pontoon bridge in advance and set it up on the river bank. When the Sui Dynasty attacked Nanchen, officials from the Ministry of Industry of the Sui Dynasty accompanied them, and they used this kind of pontoon bridge built in advance when crossing the Lishui River. The Nanchen army, who thought that the Sui army would send people down the river to drive pilings and build a pontoon bridge, saw instead a group of men who were not afraid of death and rushed into the water carrying the built pontoon bridge, and then straightened the pontoon bridge under the rain of arrows. The shortest pontoon bridge at that time was one hundred meters long. And the Nanyan army only needs to build a pontoon bridge more than ten meters long. People with excellent water skills pulled the pontoon to prevent it from being washed away by the water. The sound of rushing water sounded not far from Fang Jie, and then there was the sound of heavy breathing. It was obvious that the people who came first were exhausted. Fang Jie didn¡¯t care at all, still lying on the broken bridge and looking at the sky. Under the broken bridge, standing in the shadows was an elite soldier from the service camp who did not move. They covered the cold Da Mo Dao with a cloth cover, and stared with cold eyes at the Nanyan soldiers crossing the river on the pontoon bridge under the moonlight. Then, Fang Jie heard a strange sound. It was like a heavy carriage running over the pontoon bridge, but what was the Nanyan army doing with the heavy carriage that came to attack Dingyuan City. He looked sideways and saw that there was indeed a horse pulling a strange car passing the pontoon under the moonlight. Others may not recognize what it is, but Fang Jie's eyes changed when he saw it for the first time. Those accompanying the carriage across the bridge were several people whose attire was obviously different from that of the Nanyan soldiers.? people. He looked taller, and he was not wearing the uniform of the Nanyan army. What Fang Jie didn¡¯t expect was that there was such a thing in Qingyuan City. There are many Nanyan troops who want to attack Dingyuan City, but only one carriage comes. Night is the best barrier to hide people's thoughts, and it is also the best barrier to hide their figures. Fang Jie was lying on the broken bridge, but no one noticed him. Nan Yan's army began to gather by the river, and the carriage was driven to the front of the team. You could hear the people in different costumes talking in low voices, but Fang Jie didn't understand a word. However, Fang Jie could hear a bit of ferocity in it. So he smiled and said to himself that I was in a bad mood and you came at the wrong time. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ Two sword-like lights suddenly exploded in the dark night, just like two bolts of lightning falling from the night sky. Two elite soldiers from the service camp suddenly jumped up from under the bridge. The big swords in their hands shook off the cloth cover and slashed hard on the pontoon. With a click, the pontoon bridge was split open by a knife. Before the Nanyan soldiers on the pontoon bridge could react, more than ten people rushed out from under the broken bridge. They swung ten large swords and chopped them. The pontoon bridge did not hold on. After a long time, the part on the river bank was cut off. With a creak, the disconnected pontoon moved to one side along the water flow. The soldiers on the pontoon shouted in panic and lay down on the pontoon trying to find a sense of security. However, most of the soldiers were still shaken by the sudden shock and fell from above. They were flapping in the rapid river water and rushed downstream along the river. This change happened so suddenly that the Nanyan army never thought that there was someone hiding under the broken bridge. Before they could calm down from the panic, a fire suddenly broke out among their team. The fire suddenly appeared and then spread quickly. Before long, at least a dozen people were swallowed up by the inexplicable fire. . And the fire looked so weird that it couldn't be extinguished even if it rolled around on the ground. Moreover, as soon as the soldiers who came to the rescue came into contact, the flames burned through them as if they were spiritual. In a matter of moments, dozens of people were involved in the flames. It was at this time that the Nanyan soldiers who crossed the river saw a man standing on the broken bridge, wearing a black robe, blending in with the night. But why are those eyes so cold? The Nanyan soldiers who saw this man had the illusion that they were being targeted by wild beasts. It was a kind of fear that spread from my heart and was uncontrollable. There were probably more than a thousand Nanyan troops who crossed the river, and those who followed were blocked by the current on the south bank. They watched the fire burning, but they had no idea where the fire came from. Then, they saw a man leaping up from the broken bridge like an eagle, holding a long knife with flames in his hand. In the dark night, the burning sword was so eerie and eye-catching. That night-like man rushed into Nan Yan's army with a hot and cruel knife in his hand. No one could understand his mood at this time. The depression caused by longing seemed to have all turned into murderous intent. The violent but cold devil will Everyone near him was swept into hell. The long knife shook, and the flame attached to the long knife extended outward for a full three meters. It looked as if he was holding a three-meter-long fire dragon. The fire knife swept across, more than a dozen people were cut off, and then the flames quickly submerged the bodies. Fang Jie seemed to be crazy, waving his fire knife and charging through the crowd of Nanyan troops. No one of the Nanyan soldiers who stood in front of him, whether they wanted to resist or turned around and ran away, escaped from his sword. Dozens of officers with good cultivation skills who crossed the river first rushed over and were slaughtered by the long knife that fell into the devil's path as soon as they met. The corpse knife fell one layer after another, and the fire knife continued to chop down. "There seems to be something wrong with the general!" Chun Gu led nine other elites from the service battalion to form a battle formation and kill the crowd. She looked at the crazy and demonic general and felt a sense of fear in her heart. Fang Jie seemed to have become another person this night, venting the violence and depression in his heart to his heart's content. Every time the three-meter-long fire knife slashes, a group of people will fall down. A Nanyan soldier ran back in panic, and his back was swept by a hot blade. The body that was still running split from the waist with a pop. His lower body ran out for two more steps before he fell down, while the upper body that landed on the ground had already Falling to the ground. The bloody internal organs were immediately expelled from the body, and soon after being swallowed by the flames, a burning smell came out. "Ghost!" I don't know who shouted first, threw away the weapon in his hand with a clang, turned around and ran away. Nan who still hasn¡¯t figured out what happenedThe army was actually forced to flee in all directions by one person. "Go over! The general seems to be obsessed with blood!" Chun Gu shouted and moved quickly towards Fang Jie with the service battalion. On the battlefield, there are often people who are fascinated by blood and become a madman, who only knows how to kill people. In the end, it will either die of exhaustion, or it will be difficult to regain consciousness. If no one wakes it up from that state as soon as possible, the rest of its life will be useless even if it is alive. But Fang Jie knew that he was not obsessed with blood at all. He is justa little in pain. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ The sound of bang bang bang came from a distance, which was the unique sound when the fire gun was fired. In the middle of the night, several small meteors quickly headed towards Fang Jie, leaving straight traces of lead bullets in mid-air. Fang Jie turned his knife in front of him, and with a clanging sound, the lead bullets were ejected. Several Nanyan soldiers around him immediately fell down wailing. Fang Jie saw the place where the flames were coming out of the firecracker. He kicked his feet and his body bounced up like a cannonball, then landed heavily in front of the foreigners. In the frightened eyes of the blond foreigners, Fang Jie slashed open the two people in front with a knife, and their heads rolled on the ground far away. They could be seen very clearly because they were burned by the fire. As if they had seen a devil, the remaining three or four foreigners howled almost at the same time, turned around and ran away. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came closer and closer. Qilin and Nie Xiaoju came with the cavalry. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ The Nanyan army on the south bank of the river did not dare to shoot arrows, because the arrows would kill and wound their companions as well. They watched helplessly as the burning figure surged through the ranks of nearly a thousand people, but no one could resist it. When the cavalry came from a distance, the Yan army on the south bank had to retreat, because they all knew that their companions who had crossed the river were dead, and even the gods could not save them. Fang Jie withdrew the flames from the Chaolu knife and sat down beside the broken bridge with some exhaustion. He raised his head and looked at the sky, but still couldn't find the star.