In the space of the Divine Artifact, Shen Yi was bored. In an extremely quiet environment, he listened to his own heartbeat, just like every impact of a bell. He couldn't calm down at all. After lying down for a long time, Shen Yi He stood up and walked around in circles in this space.
Outside, Hejian Chuyun in the carriage was chatting happily with Zhao Shuling.
"Mom, I'm already so old, why do I need you to worry about me every day..."
"You..." Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Shuling saw He Jian Chuyun's unhappy expression and immediately changed his words: "Okay, okay, if mother doesn't tell you, you are not allowed to go to dangerous places in the future. .”
"Look, I'm living a good life, right?"
"But how can you guarantee that you will have such good luck next time? If something happens to you, your mother and I will not be alive either."
"I won't be like this anymore, mother~"
The girl lay in her mother's arms and acted coquettishly. Zhao Shuling's face also filled with a soft smile, and her slender hands stroked the girl's smooth long hair over and over again.
"When you return to Qingyuan Sect, mother will transfer Huang Hui and Shi Ying to you."
"Mother, you can't..."
"Chu Yun, just put your mind at ease. That old lady of yours has her own way of persuading him." As he spoke, Zhao Shuling raised a hand and slowly clenched it into a fist. Seeing that Chu Yun understood what He said in surprise, " Mom, have you broken through the spiritual level?"
"That's right." Zhao Shuling nodded lightly, with a bit of contentment on her face, and then she said solemnly: "I heard news from someone that the boy born to Mr. Yin ended up with Shen Wen in Jingjie not long ago, and now he has begun to exorcise After the epidemic has been eliminated, Chu Yun, your gifted mother is ashamed of herself. Now you still have Xuanli as your destiny god, you must not lose to him."
He Jian Chuyun nodded. In fact, she didn't need Zhao Shuling to tell her that she knew that the person the other party mentioned was He Jian Mingchen. Although he was the eldest son, he and she did not share the same father and mother. The reason for this was actually that It's a long story.
At the beginning, Tsurumi Matsuhara's original wife was not Zhao Shuling, but was only known to be the Yin family of Weizhou. She had three sons, but they all died in infancy. When Tsurumi Mingchen was pregnant, the Yin family of her mother's family declined.
After Tsurumi Matsu took the position of head of the family, Yin, who was supposed to take the position of mistress of Tsurumi House, committed suicide by hanging herself from a beam the night she gave birth to Tsurumi Mingchen.
That Tsurumi Song was also a scumbag. As soon as the Xu family died, he hastily settled the funeral affairs and quickly married the eldest daughter of the Zhao family.
In a way, Hejian Chuyun and Hejian Mingchen have a competitive relationship. There is not much difference in their training talents. However, Hejian Chuyun is a girl after all, and it makes no sense to compete with the eldest son, so Zhao Shuling hesitated. After a moment, he still asked: "Chu Yun, do you want to have a younger brother?"
The sudden question made He Jian Chuyun's heart skip a beat. He couldn't help but look into Zhao Shuling's eyes and saw the expectation in her eyes.
Perhaps sensing her resistance, before she could speak, Zhao Shuling waved her hand and said, "It's better not to give up." Seeing this, Hejian Chuyun quickly stopped him: "Mom, I'm a daughter, this kind of How can you ask me about things? It all depends on mother's wishes."
"Really?"
"Yes." He Jian Chuyun nodded affirmatively. Just when Zhao Shuling was about to continue saying something, the carriage suddenly slowed down. The cavalry in armor from behind accelerated forward and shouted: "Who is in front of you?"
Zhao Shuling frowned, opened the car window and took a look outside. At this time, the convoy came to a wooden bridge, and on both sides of the bridge, there were more than ten soldiers wearing black armor standing on both sides of the bridge.
She understood the identities of these people at first glance.
The Tiger Mourning Army from the Song Dynasty!
Kick, kick, kick! …
With the sound of iron hooves, hundreds of cavalry stepped forward, swords and halberds facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
More than ten tiger mourning soldiers were killed. One of them took a step forward and raised his hands: "Is the person sitting in the carriage in front of you Princess Lingshu?"
His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. Zhao Shuling glanced at her daughter and was about to get up when Hejian Chuyun grabbed her hand.
"Mother..."
"It's okay." Zhao Shuling gave her a look that made her feel relieved. She gave up her previous thoughts and said calmly: "Exactly."
Hearing this, the man cupped his hands and said, "Please ask Princess Lingshu to come with us."
"Why?"
"Yang Chaoying, the legitimate son of the Yang family, died under the princess's sword. Now the Marquis is furious... Licking blood from the knife edge is just a way of life for us. We don't want to cause more trouble. The princess will follow us to Zhongzhou and let the brothers Good deal."
"Humph~" Zhao Shuling sneered in the carriage, "Can anyone tell you that Yang Chaoying died from poison, not from a sword?"
The man hesitated for a moment and then replied bravely: "This has nothing to do with us."
"Okay! Very good." Zhao Shuling's voice turned cold, and an unspeakable aura emanated from her body. The dozen or so soldiers of the Tiger Mourning Army on the other side of the bridge felt something, and their bodies all trembled.
What did the person who was talking to her at the front realize? According to intelligence, Tsurumi Hatsuun's cultivation level would not exceed the first level at most, and the aura emanating from the carriage made even him, a strong person with knowledge level, feel his heart. Shocking, this is at least a spiritual level expert!
"You are not Princess Lingshu, you are...Mrs. Hou!"
"You only know now?"
"Please also ask Madam to hand over Princess Lingshu. Although she loves her daughter very much, a Princess Lingshu cannot compare to the thousands of households in Hengzhou City."
"What if I don't pay?"
Zhao Shuling's tone became increasingly cold and unquestionable. Upon hearing this, the dozen or so soldiers of the Tiger Mourning Army took a deep breath and seemed to be prepared in some way.
The soldier who was talking to him quickly replied: "Then Hengzhou City will be devastated and blood will flow into rivers today! Madam, please think twice!"
"Just because of you guys?" Zhao Shuling responded unceremoniously. She had already understood that it was just an excuse for these soldiers of the Tiger Mourning Army to want her daughter.
Hearing this, the soldier said ferociously: "We are indeed a group of rotten fish and shrimps. What should you do if ten thousand more rotten fish and shrimps come?"
As soon as Zhao Shuling finished speaking, before Zhao Shuling could say anything, evil aura filled the land, and loud shouts rang out.
"What should you do if there are another ten thousand stinky fish and rotten shrimps!"
"What should you do if there are another ten thousand stinky fish and rotten shrimps!"
Thousands of people spoke in unison, and their momentum instantly overwhelmed the pressure of Zhao Shuling, a spiritual powerhouse. Inside the carriage, she glanced outside the window, her brows furrowed, and murderous intent emerging in her eyes.
In front of the carriage, hundreds of cavalrymen had their swords and halberds flashing with cold light, ready to fight at any moment.
At this time, a man came forward. He walked past the dozen Tiger Mourning Soldiers without saying a word. The majestic spiritual energy behind him gathered together, forming a Dharma Body more than ten feet high.
The dharma body opened its palms and swatted at the carriage with the roaring wind!
Zhao Shuling reacted extremely quickly. Under her spiritual consciousness, all existences below the Xuan-level powerhouse were invisible. She had long been aware of the existence of the spiritual-level monks. The moment the Dharma Body appeared, she reached out to grab He Jian Chuyun. , easily breaking open the roof of the carriage and flying into the air. At the same time, the spiritual power in the body was released, and the air became oppressive.
"kill!"
The battle started like this, and the hundreds of cavalry escorting the carriage immediately shouted loud killing sounds and rushed towards the soldiers of the Hu Mourning Army at the bridge without fear.
The opponent also deployed his dharma body and launched a fierce offensive against the cavalry, with a murderous intent for a while.
However, the strange thing is that none of the soldiers of the Tiger Mourning Army who were all over the mountains and plains took action. After the battle started, they danced a very strange dance on the spot. From a human perspective, following their movements, they seemed to be affected. With some kind of power, a blood-red evil spirit gradually filled the air.
Dodging Li Weiming's blow, Zhao Shuling swooped down from the air, put Hejian Chuyun back on the ground, and said: "Return to Hengzhou City quickly."
"What about you, mother?"
"Leave me alone, protect yourself first."
"But..." He Jian Chuyun looked at the solemn look on his mother's face and felt a little uneasy. Zhao Shuling had broken through the spiritual level not long ago, and Li Weiming was probably a veteran spiritual monk. There was a small difference in realm. It's not that easy to make up for.
It's natural to be worried about her situation.
Perhaps guessing what He Jian Chuyun was thinking, Zhao Shuling hurriedly said: "Don't worry about me, Mom will be fine." As she said that, a flower made of metal appeared in her hand and she placed it on the other person's hand.
The workmanship is very exquisite, and the buds look like they will bloom at any time.
This is a life-saving magic weapon.
Seeing the determination in Zhao Shuling's eyes, He Jian Chuyun nodded with difficulty.
"Um."
"Go on, you can't participate in this."
After giving her a gentle push, Zhao Shuling faced Li Weiming directly.
But He Jian Chuyun could only turn around and run towards Hengzhou City.
At this time, the thousands of soldiers in the mountain also completed the last part of the mysterious dance. After standing still, they all pulled out their swords and pointed them at their hearts. Countless hoarse voices sounded together.
"Save my skin!"
"Melt my bones and blood!"
"Open the door to the underworld of lifelessness and attract thousands of generals to make fun of them!"
As the last word fell, the sound of the sword piercing the heart sounded one after another. For a while, the wind howled, dark clouds gathered, and soon it started to rain heavily.
And those soldiers who committed suicide had hideous gashes on their bodies, and they opened their mouths and let out painful moans such as "Uh~ah". The swords in their hands seemed to be stabbing not their own bodies, but bags of plasma!
Their bodies shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood continuously poured out of their bodies, mixed with the rain, and then soaked into the ground.
At the same time, in Zhongzhou of the Song Dynasty, outside Chang'an Town, countless huge pits made the original plain look devastated, and the dug-out soil piled up into hills.
And in the huge pit, there were countless people standing densely packed. Their clothes were dirty and their expressions were numb, waiting for something.
Outside the pit, dozens of people wearing ordinary linen clothes but with extraordinary temperaments were patrolling back and forth. Suddenly, they noticed something, and one of them murmured: "Here we come!"
The next moment, a large amount of blood seeped out from the ground in all the huge pits, surging and gradually submerging people. The people patrolling outside the pits looked at each other, with astonishing murderous intent in their eyes!
They did not hesitate, just waiting for this moment to appear, and rushed into the huge pit filled with blood.
Time passed by minute by second, and when the blood and water in the pit rolled away, there was no one left in the pit!
In the ruined and messy plain, only a wisp of dark wind blew through.
The blood that disappeared in the giant pit immediately appeared outside Hengzhou City, making a sound like surging waves, filling the air with a strong smell of blood.
He Jian Chuyun turned his head and glanced, his pupils trembled sharply at this sight, and he blurted out: "Transfer Blood Movement Formation!"
This is a large-scale teleportation formation. The premise of setting up the formation requires the bones and blood of tens of thousands of creatures. It is also assisted by an evil spirit called "Blood Demon". It requires enough raw blood as a guide to activate the formation.
Setting up such a formation requires too many lives, and few people use it now. It is too harmful to Tianhe.
However, the more you pay, the more you get. As long as there are enough lives, you can teleport millions of troops to the destination. This is something that other teleportation formations cannot achieve. For war, the blood transfer formation only needs to use If done well, it has great strategic significance.
The intentions of the Song thieves are self-evident.
Wow!
The monstrous blood flowed over the mountains and fields, leaving behind traces of figures stained red by blood. They stood up slowly, and some clarity returned to their numb eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
For a time, this wilderness was full of people!
Black and cold evil energy overflowed from their bodies, and the people who appeared here through the blood transfer formation showed crazy looks.
They are not the Tiger Mourning Army, but the Resentment Disciples!
Those soldiers from before exchanged their lives for more rotten fish and shrimps!
Although ants are weak, once their numbers reach a certain level, they can kill elephants!
ah!
The people who came out opened their mouths because of the blood and water, rumbling and squirming, and let out an inhuman cry. It was as if some shackles were being untied from their bodies. The next moment, everyone rushed towards the crowded place like zombies. The evil energy constantly emanating from their bodies distorted the air. They did not distinguish between friend and foe and killed everyone on sight!
Soon, the crowd drowned the living soldiers of the Tiger Mourning Army and the cavalry from the Zhao family, or rushed towards the tall city wall of Hengzhou City in the distance that was obscured by smoke.
Of course, there are also a large number of followers who target Tsurumi Hatsuun.
Seeing them looking directly at her and running towards her, her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly ran away to the side of the path where no one seemed to be. After noticing her aura, the followers in front of them all made hoarse sounds and turned around. The earth was coming towards her.
Blessed by the evil energy, they moved very fast, like beasts that had been hungry for a long time. Suddenly they saw fresh and delicious food, like ghosts, frantically closing the distance between them and their prey!
She took several Speedy Travel Pills in a row and looked back, but she didn't get away from those disciples. At this time, the disciples who rushed to the front let out two sinister laughs, and the dark evil energy in front of her condensed into withered claws. Flying towards me!
Seeing this, she turned around and pulled out her sword, splitting the black withered claws with one strike. Just as she was about to continue her escape, the shadows of the trees around her swayed, and more grudge disciples approached.
"Xuanli!"
In the space of the magical weapon, Shen Yi suddenly raised his head as if he was startled, and then he became confused.
He channeled all his strength into the old witch, and he couldn't figure it out after he finished.
"What happened to the old witch? Why are you borrowing your strength?"
Just as he was thinking about it, a strong suction pulled his body. The next second, his eyes blurred, and Shen Yi found that he had come out of the magical weapon of the spirit.
But before he could clearly see what was going on around him, four or five jet-black withered claws hit him. He couldn't control his body for a moment, and he flew out. For a moment, his eyes met the old witch's. Together, he looked in disbelief.
There were many people around, but their clothes were damaged, dirty, and not decent at all.
They were just a group of refugees, but Shen Yi saw the black evil aura emerging from them and immediately guessed the identities of these refugees.
Waiting for the grudge!
Lots of grudges!
Where did they come from?
Shen Yi didn't understand, but he knew that the old witch summoned him as a shield!
"Old witch, I'm going to *****!" (End of this chapter)
