Ye Wuyou disappeared in an instant, and Li Mao suddenly blew his beard and stared in anger.
Hammered the table hard
"If this bastard dares to come back, I will break his legs!!!"
Someone asked in a low voice, "Then...are you still going to drive Wuyou out of the village?"
The mothers who raised Ye Wuyou also looked at Li Mao worriedly.
Li Mao asked in a cold voice, "Has he walked out of this door?"
All the women suddenly understood and felt relieved, and then looked at the objects in front of them with distress.
There are not many things, but they are valuable
Li Mao gathered them up and said coldly, "Let's go to that bastard's house!"
"Give the things to the lotus girl"
"Both master and apprentice are talented people!"
"The eight-year-old girl was just given up!"
As soon as Li Mao arrived at the courtyard gate, he saw a little girl with a flat mouth and tears in her eyes, looking at Li Mao nervously.
Seeing this, Li Mao felt a pain in his heart and became even more dissatisfied with the master and apprentice.
A smile appeared on his old face, and he said softly, "Girl Lian'er, this is what your senior brother left for you. He had to go out to do something in a hurry, so he didn't come back..."
Jiang Cailian pursed her lips and said timidly, "Grandpa, village chief, I heard it all... Senior brother... was he... kicked out..."
Li Mao sighed softly, stepped forward, hugged the little girl and said softly, "Grandpa is scaring your senior brother. Even if grandpa wants to drive away, he is driving away the two masters and apprentices. How can grandpa be willing to drive you away?"
"None of these two is reliable!"
"Girl picking lotus, go to grandpa's place to spend the night. Grandpa asked your grandma Wang to make big buns for you. You won't show the house to that bastard!"
Feeling Li Mao's intimate kindness, Jiang Cailian's expression softened slightly, but her eyes held a hint of resentment.
"Cailian...do you want to be alone again?"
...
Ye Wuyou set off on horseback and headed for southern Xinjiang. Although he had already suspected a case, who could guarantee that there would be no accidents?
So for the time being, I will explain my behind-the-scenes affairs, just in case.
Looking at the little white snake coiled around his wrist, Ye Wuyou sighed, "The great gods have already said that you are an important helper that can help me achieve what I want, and you are also an important part of solving the dilemma in southern Xinjiang."
"Although I don't know what happened, there is no doubt that I bet on you."
"You little thing, don't cause trouble for me."
The little white snake felt Ye Wuyou's expectations and raised its head proudly. The snake was hesitant, as if to say: You can rest assured that I am here.
Ye Wuyou laughed
At this time, his cultivation cannot be said to have improved greatly, but his strength has increased dramatically. At first, he was seriously injured by his good sister in Jubeiguan and was unable to use his spiritual power. Then he was seriously injured by the Demon Emperor and was dying. Later, he was beaten by Fuzhou until he lost his temper.
Previously, with only the strength of the physical body, he was able to fight against the twelve realms in full swing without losing.
But now that he has recovered, Ye Wuyou is confident that he can't defeat the Thirteenth Realm in one move.
Ye Wuyou knew that he was very strong, but his opponents were even stronger, and they were all old monsters with huge backgrounds or unfathomable strength.
Now facing the Half-Saint, I can deal with it calmly and won't be in a state of embarrassment.
Although he is not a semi-saint at this time, his combat power is already worthy of him. Coupled with his own hanging spirit formation, it is not a problem to win the battle.
As for the Demon Emperor, the upper limit of his strength is unknown. In the end... you still have to fight to find out.
Ye Wuyou didn't want to delay, so he stopped and stopped all the way. He walked without sleep for several days, and finally reached the border of southern Xinjiang.
Seeing the devastation in front of him, Ye Wuyou's eyes twitched and he gritted his teeth.
In front of Zhennanguan, the city wall has collapsed, the wind is leaking from all sides, and the closed door has been chopped into pieces.
In Guanzhong, all the old, weak, women and children, as well as the young and strong people, were beheaded. Their bodies were scattered all over the ground, and their heads were piled into tall buildings in Beijing.
A rough estimate is that there are more than ten thousand people lying in a pool of blood just in front of you.
Ye Wuyou's eyes twitched and he hissed
"One hundred thousand soldiers died in battle...Hundreds of thousands of blood feuds, Ji Zhengshuo...Is this what you want?"
A sharp voice came from the darkness
"Compared with the people who died at the hands of the Southern Barbarians, what Your Majesty cares more about is obviously your life, Ye Wuyou."
"Moreover, you dare to call His Majesty by his first name, Ye Wuyou, your disobedience is clearly revealed."
When Ye Wuyou heard this voice, he was not surprised and asked calmly
"So this is the fate Ji Zhengshuo gave me?"
In the darkness, a shadowy crowd appeared in front of Ye Wuyou
The leader, wearing black clothes and covering his face, said calmly
"Yes, Ye Wuyou, the Evil Secretary of the Great Zhou Dynasty, felt guilty because Zhennan Pass was breached, so he went to southern Xinjiang alone to relieve the country's worries, and died in order to save the king of Zhennan."
"Although he made mistakes, he made great contributions to the country. He named Ye Wuyou the Marquis of Jingan and his posthumous title Wushun."
"Master Yehou, are you satisfied with this posthumous title?"
Ye Wuyou closed his eyes and said nothing. After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "You just let the Nanman murderers enter the country. You also cooperated with them and prepared to take my life."
"Is my life, Ye Wuyou, more important than the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Zhennan Pass and hundreds of thousands of warriors?"
The visitor sneered and said, "These people don't have the ability to make heaven and earth rain down crowns. Lord Ye, the time has come and it's time to hit the road."
"I am also wearing the royal robe and crown of the Marquis. I guarantee that the Marquis will return to Beijing in glory."
Ye Wuyou exhaled a breath of turbid air
"It seems that there is no end in sight, but that's all. It's already done. It's useless to say more."
"You and I can see the truth with our hands low. I hope I won't give you and Ji Zhengshuo a surprise."
After the words fell, Ye Wuyou disappeared from everyone's sight.
The visitor's expression did not change at all and he waved calmly.
"Form up the formation and ask the Lord to go on the road."
As he spoke, this group of black-clothed and masked men glowed with a faint golden light.
In an instant, a large formation that Ye Wuyou was extremely familiar with appeared around him.
Ye Wuyou looked at the golden chains that suddenly appeared around him and said coldly
"National Destiny Formation"
Hei Yi sighed, "Yes, otherwise how could we dare to attack Mr. Ye?"
"Now there is no calligrapher beside Mr. Hou, and there is no such power of heaven and earth. Mr. Hou, you can go on your way with peace of mind."
"If he can fall under the suppression of the national destiny, the Marquis can be regarded as a well-deserved death."
As he spoke, the chains around Ye Wuyou instantly increased in size, trapping the whole person.
The masked man's eyes showed a fierce look, and he and the man in black beside him pulled out large needles that were three feet long and as thick as a little finger.
Behind the big needle hang sections of rope with a metallic color.
"Do it!"
The big needle suddenly pierced the golden chain light ball
A group of men in black swarmed forward, and Ye Wuyou, who was bound by chains, instantly turned into a ferocious hedgehog.
Puff puff
The sound of sharp objects entering the body is endless
The rope was connected in the hands of the man in black. Looking at the big needle that had gone straight into the handle, the man in black nodded with satisfaction.
"receive!"
The man in black looked at the bright red blood on the big needle in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
"Come, please send our Marquis Jing'an on his way!"
