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The cry quickly spread outward from the west city wall and spread to every corner of Longxi City.

The sound of crying came from nothing, and a huge wave swept through the city.

The cries were so loud that they overshadowed the shouts of killing.

Zhou Ziqian's cavalry finally neatly dropped nearly 5,000 corpses and broke through the offensive echelon of the ghost clan.

After resisting for half an hour, Shaodian finally gave the order to retreat with a sigh.

The sacrificial group finally stopped chanting, and then they all fell to the ground.

Shaodian looked sadly at the Longxi City that he still hadn't taken even after so much effort, and sighed deeply.

There are fairy mountains.

The old man in the grass pavilion seemed to be resting, his eyes still closed.

In the stone house not far behind, curling smoke rose.

The evening sun is about to set on the mountain, and the flowers and plants of Youxian Mountain are clothed in a layer of pale red.

"Ahem...... Lin Ji has been on this mountain for a long time, and the only thing he still can't master is this huge iron pot and the fire under the pot.

There was no wind in Youxian Mountain today, so the smoke in the stone house was very large, and Lin Ji was forced to run out of the house, gasping for breath.

"Third child, can you hurry up, in a while, we will be starved to death by you. Gu Yu wailed and shouted to Lin Ji outside the stone house.

"It's okay if you don't eat for three days, and now you're shouting that you're hungry, so what are you going to do. Lin Ji mercilessly pushed back Gu Yu's words.

At this moment, the old man sitting in the grass pavilion suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze drifted faintly into the distance.

"Master...... What's going on?" Nangong Han, who was washing clothes on the side but already had a clear eye, felt the changes in the old man's body and raised his head suddenly.

The old man didn't speak, but he stood up for the first time and looked at Lin Ji, who was still standing in front of the stone house, with a slight sadness in his eyes.

"It's time to come or it's coming, he's going to face it. ”

The Imperial City of Zhongjing in the Great Han Dynasty.

In the imperial study, Chu Huaiyi respectfully put the note on the table in front of the Han Emperor, and then stood quietly on the side with one hand.

The emperor looked at Chu Huaiyi with an inquiring gaze.

Then Chu Huaiyi nodded affirmatively.

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty, who didn't seem to believe Chu Huaiyi's words very much, stretched out his right hand, wiped the sweat from his palms because of nervousness, and gently opened the extremely small note that had been folded a few times.

On the note was a line of small characters that would never be clear if you didn't look hard: "The reckless man stabbed Wuhou and died." "It's a very simple line, but it contains so much information.

The great Han Tianzi, who confirmed the news, sat in place in a daze, his cheeks twitched constantly, his face was expressionless, and even Chu Huaiyi couldn't tell Liu Jizu's current mood.

After a long time, the most powerful man in the world finally laughed out loud and burst into tears, this person he had been afraid of for many years finally disappeared in front of his eyes, and he finally didn't have to rack his brains for such a force that could explode at any time, he was very happy.

"Spread my will, posthumously Marquis Wu as the protector of the country, and his son Lin Ji hereditarily replaced the title of Marquis of Wu. The old eunuch walked out from behind Liu Jizu and carefully reminded him: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid the news of Wuhou's death hasn't come out yet, if you chase it now, isn't it a little early." ”

"Yes, yes, I'm confused. My big man has lost another pillar. Liu Jizu sneered, threw the information in his hand into the wastepaper basket beside him, and there was a trace of grief on his face.

"Third child, someone is looking for you down the mountain. Nangong Han greeted Lin Ji, who was still washing dishes.

Gu Yu didn't make fun of him today, but diligently took over the work of washing the dishes in Lin Ji's hands.

"Someone looking for me?" Lin Ji was a little confused. Seeing that Gu Yu, who was lazy and sick on weekdays, he suddenly rushed into the stone house, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Let's go. Nangong Han turned his head sideways. Without looking at Lin Ji's face, looking at the two senior brothers who were behaving abnormally, Lin Ji's heart sank suddenly.

The way down the mountain is very familiar, and I saw a team of more than ten people in the distance, the horses are short horses, suitable for long distances, but the strange thing is that the team of ten people, each with a white cloth tied to their heads.

An ominous premonition instantly came to his mind.

"General Zhou?" "See the identity of the person leading the team. Lin Ji's gaze became even more puzzled.

Zhou Ziqian's face was full of vicissitudes, and there was a huge laceration on his left arm, which he didn't even have time to bandage in a hurry.

"You're not in Daliang, what are you doing here?" Lin Ji's eyes were outstanding, his head was buzzing, he already had an answer, but he still didn't believe that what he was thinking of was the truth.

"World ...... Son, Hou Ye...... Master Hou, he passed away. Zhou Ziqian fell off his horse, and the more than ten cavalrymen behind him all dismounted and knelt down in front of Lin Ji.

Zhou Ziqian didn't dare to look up at Lin Ji, and more than a dozen men cried loudly at the foot of Youxian Mountain.

"Boom" Like a lightning bolt hitting the center ......of his eyebrows, Lin Ji didn't get close to Zhou Ziqian, and his eyes were blind for a moment. The world was plunged into a brief period of darkness.

The muscles on Lin Ji's face twisted, and his body trembled. Look up to the sky and roar.

Lin Ji suddenly felt that the summer wind could be so biting and cold, and the cold went straight into the deep soul.

He instantly rushed to Zhou Ziqian's side, pulled up his collar, and asked angrily, "Who is it?"

"Da Mang and Xuanjian Men Ning Cheng. Zhou Ziqian's voice was extremely low, so low that only he seemed to be able to hear it.

Lin Ji's trembling body finally stopped when he heard Ning Cheng's name.

"It's him again. At this moment, Lin Ji's voice was surprisingly calm. Even calm to the extreme.

Zhou Ziqian stopped the pain, raised his head and looked at this son who was obviously in tears rolling in his eyes, but he was strong and did not show another expression, and his heart was even more sad.

Lin Ji tore it, tore the hem of his shirt, then tore a large piece, walked to Zhou Ziqian, and very carefully tied the wound on his left shoulder, which was already bloody and blurred, and then helped him up with both hands.

"Let's go, let's go to Daliang and bring my father's body back to Canghai. Lin Ji clenched his fists hard, and his body was a little stiff because of anger. Zhou Ziqian looked at the boy who was obviously only eighteen years old and was going to pick up the banner of Canghai City from now on, and sighed slightly, "Heaven and earth are not kind." ”

"Master, the third child is going to Daliang, let's ......" Gu Yu was a little at a loss, blowing away the dense fog on Youxian Mountain, and the familiar figure under Shao's feet was extremely clear.

"Master, will the third child blame us?" Nangong Han's tone was a little lonely, knowing what was going to happen, but he was powerless to change it, which was the most painful thing for him.

"He will, but he will figure it out eventually, I can predict it, but I can't change it, and if it does, it will be against the sky. The old man's eyes still hadn't opened, but there was a bit of loneliness in his words.

At the end of the summer of the seventh year of Jian'an, the war between humans and the ghost tribe finally started, and this war was more like an inter-ethnic military war than the last time.

At the same time, the Marquis of Wuhou of the Han Dynasty, the lord of Canghai City, was assassinated in Longxi City, Liang. On that day, the cry of Longxi City shook the sky, and the three thousand reckless soldiers who entered Longxi City were slaughtered as much as possible, and three thousand heads were hung on the city wall by the Lin family army to show their anger.

The next day, 100,000 Damang troops besieged Longxi City. The human alliance broke up.

Three days later, the news of the death of Marquis Wu reached the Han Dynasty, and the whole city of Canghai City wore filial piety, and the Han Emperor posthumously named Marquis Wu as the protector of the country, and his son Lin Ji hereditarily replaced the title of Marquis of Wu.

Five days later, Lin Ji, the son of Wuhou, arrived in Longxi City.