When I came back from Huxinting, it was already approaching dusk.
At the border of Heyang, the news that Xian Zhen led an army of 200,000 ghost soldiers to the north has already spread, and everyone alive is gathering in the town.
Panic spread in every corner of Heyang City.
In the past month, the number of residents in Heyang City has surged to one million. Refugees come here from all directions every day, and a large number of refugees freeze to death in Heyang City every day.
The rich and powerful are all hoarding food because no one knows how long this war will last.
No one knows who will win in this battle.
So after panicking, the refugees who fled were filled with anger.
Angry that some people live in luxury houses and enjoy carbon fires, while they can only freeze in the ice and snow on the streets.
Angry, some people are well-clothed and well-fed, while they can only suffer from hunger.
Angry at everything they saw.
All powerful people, in their eyes at this moment, are symbols of evil.
Heyang City is going to war, and all the armaments are devoted to the war, and no one cares about their life or death.
Zhao Dun gave the porridge a few times, and the dignitaries in the city also took notice. But the war is about to begin, and the meaning is enough, no one has the intention to throw anything at this group of people who are just eating and drinking.
So the refugees rioted.
But right now, they still can't defeat the powerful. Although there are hundreds of well-off families who have been ruined by them.
But in everyone's eyes, they were nothing after all.
Riots must be suppressed.
The Heyang City Defense Office sent troops, and within three days, thousands of people were killed. The body was dragged through the streets by horses, and the mounted hawks and dogs shouted loudly: "You dare to gather a crowd to make trouble, this is what will happen to you!"
But not to riot is death, but to riot is also death.
The refugees risked their lives.
So Heyang City became a mess.
Those who are alive sell their wives and daughters, and even kill people to buy goods.
The powerful people in Heyang gradually tasted the benefits and began to snatch those wives who looked good in the streets, even young girls who had not yet grown out.
As the White Deer drove through the snowy city road, countless eyes with flowing dark light were staring at it.
But the murderous aura of the swordsman in coir raincoat driving the car was so fierce that those people only dared to look at it but did not dare to take action.
The atmosphere was depressing.
Suddenly there was a noise in front.
Zuixian Tower.
This No. 1 food restaurant in Heyang has also suffered a disaster. There is a mixed crowd in the city, and every day there are people who eat the King's meal. After eating, they walk away and beat the eagle dog raised by Zuixianlou in front of the store to a bloody head.
But today is different.
Today is not about having a meal, but about robbing people on the street.
The young master of the Li family, a powerful man in Heyang, was in the mood today and invited his friends to have dinner at Zuixian Tower.
The group of people ate happily and drank a lot of wine.
Drinking makes people brave.
The young master of the Li family is mediocre in cultivation and not very good-looking. His father is the general manager of the city defense office in Heyang City. His military rank is only a school captain, but he cannot stand up to the powerful.
The manager has made a lot of money, and the Li family's property is quite rich.
But Manager Li had always been very strict with his only son, Mr. Li, and never dared to ask him to cause trouble in Heyang City.
But Mr. Li has been so busy lately, how can he have time to take care of his baby bump?
Mr. Li saw the opportunity. He was used to seeing his group of friends acting arrogantly and domineering in Heyang City. He had long been itching to be so majestic.
After finally seizing the opportunity, I naturally wanted to invite those brothers to come out and show off their wealth.
If you want to eat, go to Zuixianlou, the best restaurant in the city.
If you want to drink, get drunk with the best liquor in Xianlou.
After eating and drinking, Mr. Li went out to the street drunk, and at a glance he saw the beautiful lady holding an umbrella passing by the scholar in Zuixian Tower.
God!
Mr. Li's eyes widened, he felt hard in his crotch. I immediately told the brothers around me: "Brothers, we have fallen in love with her! This face, tsk tsk! This figure, tsk tsk! Even though she is married and has lost her virginity, her charm is still there! Exciting!" "
"This little lady needs to be nourished by Brother Li! Hahaha." A group of friends saw the excitement and encouraged Young Master Li to do something.
As soon as Mr. Li's head became hot, he went to bed.
The scholar didn't want to. He immediately looked anxiously at Mr. Li, his face turned red, and he cursed: "It's an insult to gentlemen, it's an insult to gentlemen!"
"Fuck you, you are so disrespectful!" Mr. Li slapped the scholar so hard that one of his front teeth fell out. But how could the scholar see his beloved wife being snatched away in broad daylight, so he rushed forward and hugged Mr. Li's face? A thigh.
"Go away!" Mr. Li kicked the scholar's feet, causing him to vomit blood.
"Sir!" The young woman was hugged by Mr. Li and kissed her. She was so ashamed and angry that she burst into tears when she saw that her husband was kicked until he was only half alive.
"Little lady, don't cry. Let me love and care for you." Young Master Li laughed.
Half of the onlookers shook their heads and sighed, and the other half followed the excitement. They also felt that the penis was hard in their crotches, and they wished they could snatch one from the street and tie it back to the room like Mr. Li.
"Come on, pull it apart! Pull it apart!" Mr. Li yelled after being tired from kicking. The servants around him immediately rushed forward, pulled the scholar away, and punched and kicked him again.
It seemed that the scholar was taking in too little air and coming out with too much air.
"Ms. sir!" the beautiful woman cried, "stop fighting, stop fighting!"
There was a chaos in front of the Zuixian Tower. People were crowded, all watching the excitement, and the White Deer car could not pass through.
"What's going on?" Yu Youwei heard movement in the carriage and asked.
But Uncle Long is deaf and cannot hear.
Qing'er had no choice but to get out of the carriage, stand by the shaft, take a clear look at the situation inside, and said to Yu Youwei: "Girl, this is really unreasonable! There is someone committing murder in front of me."
Qing'er was thin-skinned and didn't have the nerve to explain her meaning clearly.
"Oh?" Yu Youwei also got out of the car.
The White Deer is very large and can accommodate four people. As soon as the car arrived nearby, someone noticed it.
But when the people in the car came out, all they could hear was gasping.
This fucking guy is a god!
Compared with this girl, that scholar's wife is like a toad compared with a swan!
A group of people gasped.
"What's going on?" Mr. Li felt vaguely that something was wrong. He looked back and across the crowd, he saw the beautiful figure of Yu Youwei standing high on the White Deer. He couldn't close his mouth.
My legs couldn't even close together.
The swordsman in coir raincoat looked at Mr. Li as if he were a dead man, and he was about to unsheath the ancient sword in his arms.
But he still didn't draw his sword after all.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Mr. Li showed his ugliness, pushed the young woman away from his arms, and stumbled towards the White Deer, smelling of alcohol, "Fairy, fairy!"
Yu Youwei's face was expressionless.
But Qing'er got angry and yelled loudly: "How dare you be rude to my girl!?"
"You little girl, you really don't know how to show appreciation." Mr. Li and his followers pushed aside everyone, came to the White Deer Chariot, and shouted: "When I consummate my marriage with your girl, I will be happy, and maybe you can reward me." Your concubine..."
Before he could finish his words, a sword energy rushed out of the car, smashed the car door, flew out from the ear of the coir raincoat swordsman, and went straight to the door in front of Mr. Li.
"Young Master, be careful!" There was a follower beside him who was also a good shooter. His reaction speed was very fast. When the sword energy rushed out, he drew his sword in front of Young Master Li and slashed at him.
But the servant underestimated Bai Ze's sword.
The sword in the slave's hand was cut off by the sword energy on the spot. The sword energy penetrated into his body and knocked him away. He hit Mr. Li behind him and flew three feet away. It seemed that he would not survive.
"It's a murder!" When the onlookers saw someone dead, they immediately dispersed. You pushed me and ran away.
Mr. Li was so frightened by the sword that he woke up and hurriedly got up from the snow, covered in hot blood.
The sword-catching guard fell in the snow and died with his eyes open.
"Who?!" Mr. Li yelled, and the subordinates around him knew that they had kicked the iron plate, and they hurriedly tried to protect Mr. Li Zhouquan, and they all pulled out their knives.
Bai Ze got out of the car, held his sword and stood beside Yu Youwei, looking at Mr. Li with a gloomy look, without saying a word.
"You kid, how dare you kill my guard?!" Mr. Li saw that the young man in black came out of the White Deer Chariot. He knew that the man had an unusual relationship with the fairy, and he felt jealous and angry at the same time.
"Come here, chop that boy to death with my sword!" Young Master Li hid behind the retinue and yelled.
Bai Ze looked at the clown with a sneer, and struck out ruthlessly, kicking him down and bringing him luck. Suddenly, the snow on the city road rolled up angrily, forming a gloomy snow dragon, roaring and sucking in Mr. Li and more than ten retinues, rising into the sky.
Mr. Li didn't have time to scream.
Bai Ze drew his sword, and Qing Shuang slashed out with his sword.
The platinum sword energy opens the mountain.
Blood rained into the sky.
Next to Yu Youwei, the maid Qing'er opened a paper umbrella in time to block the blood-soaked snowflakes.
The mutilated corpse fell from the sky, shattered beyond recognition.
