On the other side of the world.

On the night of April 27, 3001, there was a heterochromatic aurora floating in the sky

The sky is like water, and the bright moon hangs upside down.

Sushen is the land of white mountains and black waters, located at the northern gate of Daqi, is the relaxation zone of Daqi and Dayan, the two great powers are located on the left and right sides of the south of Sushen, and Sushen is the only vassal state of Dayan.

Sushen is the northeast zone, further north is no longer suitable for the survival of the human race due to extreme cold, Sushen royal city is composed of ice walls, the royal city is called "North Pole Fort", the huge smooth ice wall from the bottom to the top of the towering sky, high shocking.

At this moment, under the outer wall is already a battlefield full of gunpowder, on the white snowfield, Prince Su Shen personally led 800 frozen iron guards to resist a group of samurai armed with scimitars, the samurai are all dressed in tops and skirts, it seems that there are more than 100 people, but the momentum of the enemy of 800 people is extremely rare.

The prince shouted hurriedly as he commanded, "Kill that woman quickly." ”

A detachment of guards ordered a swift charge, and the snow was as flat as it were.

The samurai forwards on the other side showed a row of snowy scimitars in unison, and collided with the iron guards head-on, and a loud bang brought a blood mist, and at the same time, the iron guards and the samurai died, and no one retreated. It's just that the samurai are not afraid of life and death and enjoy blood, Mo Xiaoya only enjoys death, and for her, blood is a sharp blade......

Mo Xiaoya walked alone on the battlefield full of flesh and blood, her eyes were blood-red and her pupils were erect, and wherever her beautiful figure went, the blood on the ground flowed along her, and the blood of the dead flowed out in an instant, and the corpse dried up.

The blood seemed to have gained consciousness, attached to the ground and flowed like a track, as soon as Mo Xiaoya raised his hand, all of them flowed to the position of Prince Sushen, and the position of the prince guarded by hundreds of people was like a great enemy, and shouted in unison: "Protect the prince." ”

With a wave of his hand, the blood stood up and rushed over like a tsunami, the black dragon iron guards were all strong men with more than three sections, and they formed a circle around the prince, everyone condensed to prevent the blood from rushing to their bodies, and the qi resisted the impulse of the blood, and everyone was completely covered by the black and red blood, and the qi protected the people, and they were also wrapped in egg-shaped blood, and the rows were very weird and beautiful from a distance.

Mo Xiaoya smiled coldly, snapped her fingers, all the blood exploded instantly, the blood mist filled the sky, there was nothing left on the ground except blood, from beginning to end she only used one hand, the enemy of the opponent's Prince Su Shen was killed, and the entire army of the Iron Guard was annihilated.

The thick smell of blood permeated the inner city hall, and Tu Xiao, the lord of the Prudent Country, felt the depression that he had never felt in his life, he knelt on the ground, he could smell fear and blood with every breath, looking at the knife raised in his son's hand, he thought to himself, is he going to die like this?

He was still so young, the king of a dignified country was about to be killed by his second son, and he was unwilling to be humiliated, and he only hated himself for giving birth to a disloyal and disobedient son, but it was useless to regret it.

The second prince, Tu Ziheng, wiped the blood on the knife on his leg, and his expression was indifferent and extremely cold-blooded.

Tu Ziheng's pro-army is also killing at this time, at least they have to kill all the people who don't know what to do to complete the task.

For Tu Ziheng, those who want to become big things must be informal, and no one can leak the news, his pro-army doesn't know what is happening outside, but there is still no hesitation to kill ordinary people.

The warriors and Mo Xiaoya were also in the inner city hall, Mo Xiaoya looked at the second prince in front of her coldly and said, "Kill this kind of person who can't even lift a knife, I really hate you." ”

Hearing this, Tu Ziheng sneered and said: "This is our deal, you get rid of my brother and this old thing for me, I will provide you with the information collected by Su Shen and Dayan, and now I am the king here." ”

Mo Xiaoya said lightly: "Hmph, according to the contract, I will not make any more moves against Su Shen, I only need the secret spy information you sent to the southern countries, if it matches the person I am looking for, I will also inform you of the approximate location of the Immortal Demon." ”

After speaking, Mo Xiaoya waved her hand at the warrior crowd, and Mo Xiaolin walked out of the warrior crowd, "Xiaolin, let's go to Daqi, let's go." ”

......

The two walked on the battlefield where the battle had ended

For the first time, Xiao Lin saw a purgatory-like environment, a small number of dry corpses, and flying crows. With a serious expression and a pale face, he said, "Sister, did you kill all these people?"

Mo Xiaoya nodded.

Mo Xiaolin hurriedly said: "Why don't you kill our father-killing enemy, he is in the samurai team." ”

Mo Xiaoya was rarely patient, and said with a smile: "I repeat, because there is no need to kill, his group is all dead soldiers of the Yu Clan, and it won't be long before he dies." ”

Mo Xiaolin cried: "Hey, I want to kill him with my own hands, but I know I can't beat him, I don't have the ability if you don't do it." ”

The red in Mo Xiaoya's eyes retreated, she regained her pity and looked at Xiao Lin, lowered her body and rubbed his head and said, "Let's go find Twelve, I'll kill him!" Transfer his power to you, and you will have the strength to avenge your father at that time, and it will not be a problem to completely destroy the Youclan." ”

............

It was a sunny morning on April 28.

Peach blossoms have bloomed in the Wuji Branch, and the delicate flowers bloom with a touching splendor, and many girls are accompanied by groups and play under the flowers.

Wang Chuxuan felt funny when he looked at it, girls in any world didn't seem to have resistance to flowers.

Wang Chuxuan's thoughts flew while looking at them, since the duel, he had been thinking about how to become stronger, and finally came to the conclusion that unless he was like Xing Yi that day, he was more reckless than him and hit the tip of the knife, as if his strength had no other way.

When a dead horse becomes a live horse doctor, he must improve his strength.

Thinking about it every day, I only came up with one way, the best choice is to learn knife skills, his fists can't hit people, but it is possible that the knife will, the sharp knife is cut on the meat, except for the warrior has a way to resist, the monk, the warlock, and the soul can't.

must be promoted to a certain level, at least you must have the ability to fight with a period of strength.

Now that he has friends, then he has the meaning of living well, and there are unknown and curious beauties of the world everywhere. It's just that he has a lot of potential enemies, such as Dog Siwen and Xing Yi.

"It's not good if it's not strong!" sighed and retracted his thoughts, and continued to ask Long Yu for advice, "Please teach me how to quickly master the knife technique." ”

Long Yu was also looking at the flowers in the courtyard and was refreshed, and looked back at Wang Chuxuan, "Practice! If you have talent, you will naturally be able to master it quickly, and if you don't have talent, you have to practice harder, how can there be a shortcut to martial arts." ”

Wang Chuxuan asked worriedly: "If I don't have talent, is it difficult to practice! There is no hope?"

Long Yu's body suddenly shook, and his expression became more serious: "Everyone is actually the same from birth, there is basically no difference except for appearance, the difference between most people in the world is perseverance, dreams, and environment, and the number one martial artist in the world today is the first fool in the world in the past, and the first perfect person in the world now." ”

Wang Chuxuan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately replied: "Okay, teach Longyu, I must practice with a correct mentality." ”

Long Yu said: "Go to the back mountain of Wuji Courtyard to cut bamboo and practice, each knife is only one inch long, when all the bamboo you cut in a day has reached the standard, you come to me again, cut bamboo and go to the Qidao Courtyard to get a machete." After speaking, he waved his hand, and Wang Chuxuan bowed and left.

After Wang Chuxuan left, Long Yu took out a token, looked down, and his thoughts returned to the past.

"I don't have talent, I can't practice, father-in-law! ”

"Xiaoyu, don't be discouraged, people are one nose, two eyes and one mouth, everyone is the same, but you haven't discovered your talent yet, if the talent is ten, some people can easily understand their ability, but what if the talent is a hundred before it appears?

Thoughts drifted back, Long Yu looked at the flowers in the garden and sighed.

Wang Chuxuan picked a moderate machete in the Qidao Academy, pinned the kettle with dry food, and went straight to the back mountain with a pen and ruler, where the Wuji Academy belongs, and the medicinal materials of the pills are generally picked and refined in the back mountain.

Seeing that there was still snow in some places in the back mountain, and there were many places where the sun could not shine, Wang Chuxuan found the bamboo forest.