Xiao Jing raised the mad knife in his hand, and with a clang, like a flash of lightning, he suddenly disappeared from where he was standing. When he appeared again, he was already thousands of miles away. He hid Gusu Wan'er, and then came and went like the wind. Like lightning, there was another flash, but it was already under the old eunuch's nose.
"Sajia... wants your..." Before he finished speaking, he felt a stinging pain in his throat, "Ah... Sajia wants to kill you."
But for some reason, he actually felt that the torture at this time could relieve the hatred in his heart. The old eunuch did many evil things on weekdays, and more than a thousand beautiful women were tortured to death by him in one day. He was also cruel. He smelled the woman's screams, which were like wonderful fairy music. He collected beautiful women from all over the world, but only to appreciate their miserable appearance before death.
How could Xiao Jing, who was born and raised in the palace, not know about the evil deeds he had done? At this moment, it would be easier for him to kill him. He decided to slowly ravage him, like ravaging an ant, to make him feel the helpless despair, let him feel the nobility of life and the joy of being called Tiantian before death. It should not be called the dead state of mind that the earth and the earth are not working.
No one moved about those generals who were standing on the ground. They were just puppets. They were just toys placed on the ground for everyone to play with.
At this moment, their hearts were boiling with anger, and they all applauded in their hearts, wishing they could eat his flesh and blood and temper his hard work.
Naturally, this old eunuch holds a high position because of his extraordinary abilities. Although the move "Fire Set a Prairie" just now was a little more powerful, it was not his special skill.
He stretched his fingers gently, and he was so pampered that his fingers were as white and slender as a girl's. It made people feel sick just looking at them. But these fingers as tender as green onions turned into five sharp claws. Those five claws turned into five sharp claws. The sharp claws are all glowing with a cold black light, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the sharp claws must be quenched with poison.
He laughed three times, suddenly grabbed a white dove from his arms, and then stabbed the white dove's heart with his sharp claws. The strange thing was that the white dove was not dead, but became more alive.
He let go of the white dove in his hand and smiled slyly: "You guys can bury him together!"
Everyone looked at the white pigeon flying away in confusion, and suddenly one person shouted: "No, that's Nanze's Gu Technique, shoot that pigeon down quickly, shoot it down."
However, it was too late, even Xiao Jing could not stop it.
A moment later, the birds and beasts all over the sky gathered from all directions, and even the sleeping Hongling tribe was awakened by the sound of timbrels that shook the world.
"What's going on? Could it be that there are some powerful people in this wasteland?" Xianyao'er anxiously shook Dugu Yun'er awake.
Feng Zhenzi stood in the sky and said quietly: "These have nothing to do with us. Just go back to sleep. I think there will be a fierce battle tomorrow."
At dawn, the vast sky is not stained by a trace of fog, the sky is clear, the clouds are vast, the bright red sun is exuding a lot of heat, the grass on the ground is rising and falling in the long wind, it is really spectacular, think of that The wild grass is like a piece of blue cloud, thousands of miles away, like a piece of clear sea water, sweeping towards the horizon.
The female disciples of the Hongling tribe were washing by the river. Someone shouted: "Sisters, come and see, there is actually..." in this water.
The female disciple shouted in a panic, thinking that something strange must have happened. Everyone stepped forward, only to see wisps of blood floating in the river. The blood was bright red, and they thought that the killing must have happened. soon.
Feng Zhenzi looked at the northeast thoughtfully and said quietly: "It seems that this incident has been caused."
Xiaoyao Changtai rolled some river water in his hand, sniffed it between his nose, and said: "The smell of blood is familiar. It should be someone coming from the direction of Beiyu."
"Oh? Beiyu? If you talk about Beiyu, I remember that the Xiao Kingdom is here. The Xiao Kingdom is the largest vassal state in Beiyu. I guess they will also send some killers this time!" A stranger Female disciple, Tao.
Xiaoyao Changtai glanced at her thoughtfully and said: "It's not necessarily possible. Beiyu is a very vast area, but it is not a force of the Xiao Kingdom, such as the Aizhai Kingdom. It is also possible that the Aizhai Kingdom But it’s rich in killers.”
Xiaoyao Changtai laughed loudly and never looked at the pale female disciple again.
The long sun rises fiercely. At noon, everyone's shadows are burned on the ground, leaving only a tiny dot. The sun reaches the middle of the sky, and some vultures are wandering by the abyss, just waiting for the madman who slays blood to leave. .
He wiped the blood dripping from his forehead, and a ferocious smile appeared on his fair face. After a long time, he showed a trace of sadness. He knelt on the ground and bowed to the southwest chief three times. Said: "I'm sorry, I hope you can go home on your own."
He covered his eyes with a white gauze and searched for his own path in the darkness. On a pile of stones, there was a person's head enshrined. That person was Yan Zheng, the old eunuch of Xiao Kingdom.
I don't know how far he walked, but his legs couldn't be pulled out anymore. He fell to his knees and touched something soft and smooth. He reached out and touched it, with a warm smile on his face without hesitation. He took off the piece of white gauze and said, "Hanlang, Hanlang, I thought you wouldn't come back."
The girl cried heartbrokenly, and the man named Han Lang also had blood flowing out of his eyes, "Wan'er, we will never be separated again, never again... ..."
The crow's horn swallows, the troops are ordered on the battlefield, thousands of miles away, I drink the bitter wine, and my heart is drunk!
It's better to be silent every day than to be silent and wait for the autumn wind to wake up from the drunkenness, with tears streaming down your face!
The rustling light spots on the ground quietly extended into the distance along the branches and leaves of the vegetation. The mad knife in his hand shone with a cold color, like an old dog guarding the home and courtyard, waiting loyally at his side. at hand.
The bush in the distance was swaying, buried in the withered grass, and its head was slightly exposed. The rustling grass leaves were rolling, like an inch of time, imprisoning them here. The degree of the grass blades became more and more violent, and some portable axes The sword-wielding general suddenly slashed at the blade of grass with a rude and crazy attitude, as if he didn't care about the world.
At this time, Yu Zun, who was sitting quietly thousands of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes and said quietly: "It seems I have to leave."
Zhongxia said: "Brother, what are you talking to yourself? What happened?"
Yu Zun smiled and said: "It's nothing else. When a friend comes, Yu Zun has to go far to welcome him!"
After saying that, his figure suddenly dispersed, just like the stream of light, quietly dispersing in the open countryside. When he reappeared, he was already thousands of miles away.
Those soldiers wore a black heavy armor. The black heavy armor should be made of Beiming Xuan Iron. One scale alone weighed more than ten kilograms. In total, a set of armor weighed three to five hundred kilograms. These soldiers wore They were wearing heavy armor, but there was no trace of fatigue on their faces.
Xiao Jing stayed where he was, with no trace of fear on his face. He pulled Shangguan Wan'er into his arms, with a gentle smile on his face and said, "Wan'er, are you afraid?"
Shangguan Wan'er shook her head lightly and said: "What is there to be afraid of? We are no longer afraid of life and death, but we are afraid of separation. Han Lang, you can eliminate all these idle people, and I will feel at ease."
Xiao Jing smiled and said, "Wan'er, you think highly of me. Do you know how many people from the Xiao Kingdom have come?"
At this time, the dark fertile field showed its appearance, the thunderous sound of war drums, and the clanging of horse hooves. It is difficult to believe that hundreds of thousands of horses and horses came here for one person, and this talent was just there. The year of establishment.
Shangguan Wan'er smiled bitterly and said: "Hanlang, it seems that I am dragging you down. If I didn't come to find you..."
Xiao Jing covered Shangguan Wan'er's lips and said: "Wan'er, why do you need to cause trouble for yourself? What can I do with only 400,000 soldiers and horses? You watch from one side and see how I kill him three times in and three out."
He said this with a hint of bitterness in his heart. He didn't care about the 400,000 men, but he cared about his Wan'er. He couldn't imagine how much pain Shangguan Wan'er had gone through over the years to find him.
He thought of Shangguan Wan'er walking out of the general's tent that night, and an uncontrollable pain emerged from the bottom of his heart. The pain was heartbreaking, as if it was being steamed, burning the fragility of his heart. .
He pulled out the mad sword and shouted: "Take your life". He saw that the mad sword was slightly loose, and thousands of heads were separated from the torso. The wind of the sword was very sharp, and there was no trace of the sword's mouth. Blood, but thousands of lives, have been harvested.
The wind is rustling and the water is cold. Once the soldiers are gone, they will never return.
There were tears on his face and blood on his heart. How could any of these innocent soldiers not be kind people? But for Wan'er and the rest of his life, he had no choice but to do it.
Every time he recited the lonely verse, there was a different kind of sadness in his heart, but he never felt bold and bold.
Shangguan Wan'er saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart, but what could she do? It hurts both before and after. When the soldier dies, his heart aches. If she dies physically, his heart ache.
Thinking about it, he just needed someone to end this pain for him, and this person was already in front of him.
Yu Zun shouted loudly: "Wang Wei!" The mental storm, like a torrent, exploded in everyone's minds with a bang. The torrent was thousands of miles long and covered half of the wilderness.
Even the Hongling tribe, which was thousands of miles away, felt this pressure. Feng Zhenzi rubbed his forehead and said leisurely: "Whose method is this? Even my consciousness has been affected." One point of influence”
But looking back at the female disciples, there was a hint of joy on their faces, and they said: "Grandma, just now we felt relaxed and comfortable. I don't know why."
After saying that, the female disciples nodded one after another and said: "Yes, yes, grandma, can you feel it?"
Mrs. Xiaoyao looked at Feng Zhenzi with a smile and said, "It seems that your guess is right. A stunningly beautiful person has emerged in this world."
Feng Zhenzi shook her head helplessly and said with a smile: "Don't forget that since you gave birth to him, you will also give birth to a person who will disobey him. This younger generation's methods are so unnatural that he wants to come to that hidden person. , even if you kill hundreds of millions of living beings with your hands, it is not impossible.”
Mrs. Xiaoyao nodded and said, "So, I understand, your purpose of coming here."
"Oh? What do you understand? Why don't you explain it to me?" Feng Zhenzi looked at Xiaoyao Changtai with a happy face, and said with a hint of playfulness.
"You stubborn old man, you don't want to say anything. If I say it, why don't you tear me apart?" Xiaoyao Changtai said with a helpless smile.
"You know something about it," Feng Zhenzi laughed loudly and walked away into the distance.
Normally, their grandma is a beautiful and indecisive woman. Although she is older, her daughter's temper is not necessarily less temperamental than this grandma. But now the grandma in front of them seems to be the same as usual. Unlike the graceful and delicate woman, she is somewhat related to the bold and unrestrained people who have gone through vicissitudes of life.
"Feng Zhenzi, I haven't seen you for many years and thought I didn't recognize you. But today, it seems that you are still the same as before. The usual coquettish posture was just an act." Xiaoyao Changtai took out something from her arms. He took a long drink from a wine bag and threw it towards Feng Zhenzi. As soon as Feng Zhenzi took it over, he started drinking.
