The five thousand elite horsemen of the Flame Thorn Department appeared outside Qingshan City, the sunset in the sky was like fire, and the iron cavalry of the Flame Thorn was also a dark armor, reflecting the sunset.

Qingshan City is the hinterland of the Terrans, there have been no soldiers for many years, the eight tribes of the Terrans cherish this status, guarding Qingshan City, and the troops guarding Qingshan City are very small, this time, the Terrans' own iron cavalry appeared outside Qingshan City.

Merchants of all ethnic groups gathered in Qingshan City. Qingshan City treats merchants of all ethnic groups fairly, and the law and order is also very good. Therefore, merchants like to do business in Qingshan City.

There are many tea shops in Castle Peak City, and merchants prefer to have a drink in the wine shop and exchange information with each other rather than tea shops.

In the wine shop, there are often storytellers who open their stories, and the storytellers in Qingshan City are very popular, and it won't be long before the storytellers move to the stage.

A wine shop next to the south gate of Qingshan City is very famous here, on the one hand, because the wine in this wine shop is very good, and the wine comes in from the demon wolf clan, called the wolf soul.

The demon wolf clan lives in the savannahs of the northern part of the bitter cold land, often facing a lack of food and rarely making wine.

In the year of disaster, the demon wolf has no choice but to go south to snatch the grain and grass of all ethnic groups to survive the disaster year, but often fall under the cities of various ethnic groups, and the demon wolf clan intends to bury the tribesmen in a thin manner.

The wolf soul is to bury the liquor next to the grave of the demon wolf who died because of the plundering of grain and grass. The unyielding soul of the demon wolf will be attracted by the spirits because of the longing for his hometown and the lover of his hometown, leaving thoughts in the spirits, leaving unyielding and unwilling.

With a glass of wolf soul, you can feel the sadness left by the unyielding soul of the demon wolf.

Such wine is often priceless and cannot be bought at all, but the wolf soul of this wine shop is genuine.

This is a man's wine, attracting good men who go from south to north.

The owner of the liquor shop is a Terran, but he has a genuine wolf soul, which is very strange, but no one asks him where the wine comes from, even if it is a high-ranking person from the demon wolf, he will not ask.

It is said that Bei Feihong of the Demon Wolf Clan once went to this wine shop, drank a few glasses of wolf soul, and said in a complicated mood: "It's a wolf soul, I really want to demolish this wine shop, but if this wine shop is demolished, the world will never be able to drink the wolf soul again." ”

In the end, he also wanted to take away a vat of wolf souls, but the wine in this wine shop was never taken out, Pei Feihong said that he would shoot a big lump of gold, and the guys wouldn't let him take it away.

The owner of the wine shop seemed to know Pei Feihong, he came in from outside, and said to this stereotypical guy with a smile: "Mr. Pei wants to pay tribute to a friend, you can let him take away two cylinders, Mr. Pei, the old man, often said that good things come in pairs, drinking has always been to drink two cylinders, Mr. only takes one cylinder, I'm afraid he is not satisfied, I think Mr. Bei is not a friend enough." He gave Pei Feihong a two-bar wolf soul.

Bei Feihong thanked him and took away the two cylinders of wolf souls.

On the other hand, the storyteller here is very famous, the storyteller is very old, he has a little granddaughter, the granddaughter is very young, they have been talking here for many years, the old man has always been so old, and the child has always been so young.

Some people say that they are from the elves from afar, and the elves have a very long lifespan, and some say that they are not an elf race, they are the human race, and the reason why they are not old or long is because they have a relationship with the devil, and they sold their souls to the demon in exchange for longevity.

No matter what the legend is, but one thing is certain, this old and young will not hurt others, they tell very wonderful stories. Even the high priest, the representative of the gods in the human race, had come to listen to their stories, so the possibility of them having a deal with the demons was very small.

Even though the five thousand Red Flame Battalions of the Yanthorn tribe appeared outside the city, the residents of Qingshan City still did not panic, they did not believe that the Yanthorn tribe really dared to attack the city.

The bar is still open, the old storyteller still starts to tell stories, and the drinkers are still full.

"Last time, I said that Ji Yun saved his brother for thousands of miles, this time I want to say that Ji Yun's horse has a bear, love and hate are only because of love, Ji Yun is angry at the crown, just for the red face......." Mr. Storyteller said an opening remark, the little girl shook her pipa, and the old man began to sing his opening song:

"The snowflakes of that year fell and the plum blossoms bloomed on the branches, leaving too much sorrow next to the Huaqing Pond that year. Don't say who is wrong or right emotionally, I just want to get drunk with you again in my dreams. The gorse hairpin jade scratching my head is your gift to me, and the neon dress and feather song are reincarnated several times for you to sing and dance....."

The little girl was shaking the lute, and the old man was babbling and singing the song he had made for Ji Yun and the woman he loved while playing the erhu.

The story of Ji Yun and Zhu Liyang was actually interpreted by this storyteller as Ji Yun and Zhu Liyang turned against each other because of Zhu Liyang's Kedun.

The drinkers applauded loudly, and the spectators didn't want the truth, they wanted a wonderful story.

In the box, the young man with a scar on his face smiled bitterly, and the stout big-mouthed man next to him looked up at the pale man opposite, and the white-faced man was also smiling bitterly, hiding his face with his hands, as if he couldn't bear to look directly.

History is like this, no matter how sad history is, it will become a joke in the end, and no matter how noble the sacrifice, it will become gossip in the end.

There is no way for literati and writers to rewrite history according to their own love and hatred or the love and hatred of the audience.

They didn't applaud the drinkers, in fact, the people in the box basically didn't cheer as well as those outside, after all, they were people with status, and they would behave restrainedly.

Their food and drink were very simple, a plate of peanuts, a plate of orchid beans, a plate of pig's head meat, and a jar of wolf souls.

"They can't sit still. The big-mouthed man said.

"Fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come," said the man with the scar, "this time, eat them until there are no bones left!"

The white-faced man nodded, he had very few words, he seemed to like listening to others.

"You kid is amazing, amazing!" The man with the scar couldn't help it, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You kid is really a genius!"

The big-mouthed man also cracked his mouth and said, "It's still interesting! Don't say it, it was really reminded by the kid we picked up one day." ”

The big-mouthed man said with a smile: "Lao Shi is worried after receiving the oracle, I am also worried to death, it is a little unwise to resist the oracle now, I can't swallow this breath if I don't resist, and there is no way to play tricks in the future." When we were discussing countermeasures, the little guy ran over and said to Lao Shi, "Uncle, you are so beautiful, Grandma Yan said that the gods in the city of God have daughters who are going to get married, maybe you can marry the daughters of the gods and come back and give birth to a god baby, Grandma Yan said that the daughters of the gods are very beautiful, and your baby must be also very beautiful." ’”

Scar Lao Jiu covered his forehead and said, "Lao Shi is ready to betray his hue, are you so sure?"

"Otherwise?" Lao Shi squinted his eyes and said to Scar Lao Jiu, and he smiled too.

"I and the eleventh together, this matter is not a loss, go and ask Grandma Yan, there is indeed such a thing, and there is a powerful god of the daughter is still very rebellious, there is a chance! And this great god is still the one who issued the oracle! Even if this thing does not work, the old ten can be a single, sacrifice the eldest son, think beautifully. ”

"Hahaha, if this is done, you have to sacrifice your grandson, hahaha. Scar Lao Jiu smiled.

"Don't be the eighth, don't be the eighth, what if you don't succeed? You don't want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life, you have three unfilial pieties, and you have no queen, and the Khan of the human race can't find a wife or give birth to a son, which is very embarrassing. ”

Then, he asked the white-faced old ten with a smile: "Then you will eat the lump, and you will not marry the daughter of the non-god? If it doesn't work? Will you feel lonely in your single life? You see that we live and fly together, you won't be envious, jealous and hateful?"

"What's the matter? Even if you want to eat eggs, do you have to feed the chickens?" said the white-faced old ten lightly, "I will give birth to ten or eight children, I don't admit that it is my child, do the gods have a way? Do they have evidence? Even if there is evidence, I don't admit that they have a way?"

"Treacherous!" Scar Lao Jiu slapped the white-faced Lao Jiu on the back and said.