The silver spear came in response and pierced his head from the left ear.

The bandits began to escape everywhere, but no one could escape the soul-catching silver spear and seek life as Red Shadow.

Seeing that the remaining ten horse bandits were unable to escape, they got off their horses and fell to the ground one after another.

"Good man, spare your life! Good man, spare your life!"

The red figure stopped, and the silver spear was quietly inserted into the yellow sand.

The man in red looked up at the young man in purple riding on a camel, lowered his head silently and pulled out the short blade from his waist, rushed forward with a single step, and came with a knife. More than ten horse bandits kneeling on the ground all brushed their heads and landed on the ground.

The camel screamed several times in a hoarse voice to the sky.

Under the moon, there were corpses everywhere in the desert. All the merchants were dead, and all the bandits were dead. All the only ones were left with purple-clad young men and red-clad men.

The man in red dropped the short blade in his hand and suddenly fell to the young man in purple.

The young man in purple turned over and got down the camel and held the man in red. He stared at him, trying to see the man in red clearly through the moonlight.

"Who are you?"

The man in red did not answer, his body trembled slightly.

The young man in purple stared at him for a while, and suddenly said excitedly: "Shan Jin? You are Jin! Are Master Shan Rong and you okay?"

Shan Jin was already choked and could not speak, and kept nodding.

The emotions that were suppressed for 1,500 miles were buried in the pain of losing a close relative in my heart, and finally vented at this moment.

"This is Master Shan Rong's silver dragon spear! The silver dragon comes out of the sea, and one shot shakes the nine states. The fire phoenix sparks the blue sky, and the two swords shine in the past and present. I didn't expect that I could see you again in my lifetime." The young man in purple touched the silver spear in the yellow sand, and his pale face showed a faint joy on his face under the moonlight.

"Young Master, can I still call Dan Jin?"

"Of course!" said the young man in purple with a smile.

"Brother! Did you hear it? I am still Shan Jin, you are still Shan Rong! Finally, I finally went home!"

This sound was full of hoarseness.

After Shan Jin finished speaking, he removed the rotten corpse behind him, placed it in front of him, buried his head deeply in the bloody sand and burst into tears.

With the moonlight and torches all over the ground, the young man in purple saw the rotten corpse in front of Shan Jin and was shocked: "Jin, where is Master Shan Rong?"

"Brother, when you see the young master, you can finally get buried in peace."

The young purple-clothed young man gently stroked the skeleton on the head of the rotten corpse and said in disappointment: "Master Shan Rong, I didn't expect that after eight years of separation, I would be separated by yin and yang by the time I met again."

In the fire under the moon, Shan Rong's body was burning violently.

Shan Jin knelt on the ground, the young man in purple clasped his hands together, silently chanting Buddhist scriptures, and saving the dead.

"Young Master. Brother and I learned everything from Teacher Yuan's letter..." Shan Jin was interrupted by the young man in purple when he said halfway.

"It's better not to mention the past. What are your plans for Shan Jin?"

"We two brothers are not traitors!"

"I know."

"I want to go back to my son before my brother died. I want to spend my whole life to cleanse away the stigma of my brother being wronged, so let me follow you."

"I am no longer a young master. The road ahead is long. If you have all your skills, why bother to let me be wronged?" The young man in purple looked at the fire with empty eyes.

"Where will aspire to live, you will practice it." Shan Jin said firmly.

"The boat of turbid waves is involuntarily, the drooping duckweed in the rain, life and death follow the wind. Chen, if I am not a wise master, you can leave by yourself."

"I never understood my brother's stupid loyalty, and I was trapped in unrighteousness for half my life. It was not until my brother died that I realized that this stupidity was a great wisdom and a great virtue. Young Master, Shan Jin's heart could shine on his heart."

"Scholars can bow their bodies and not take away their will. Since your heart has been resolved, we will be both master and servant and brother in the future. It is just that you and me identities... I have already named Chongsheng."

"Prince Chong, I will call Kurong from now on."

"Wind and prosperous will never be ashes every year, and prosperity will always be reborn. Good!"

"Prince Chong, what should we do next?"

"Always go westward! Holy Pilgrimage Land." Chongsheng said that, his eyes ignited the light of hope.

"Sanctuary?"
Chapter completed!