Chapter 52

"Have You Been Afraid ......?"

Scanning the wooden stakes, his plain eyes suddenly saw a sharp edge of the knife forced out.

Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?

At the foot of the steps, there was an eerie silence, and heavy breathing accompanied by wheezing sounded, and then an overwhelming roar enveloped the entire mountain peak, shaking countless terrifying beasts in all directions.

"Fearless...... Fearless ......"

Blood boil!

"Life and death go hand in hand...... Life and death go hand in hand......"

The roar in unison, as if carrying out the power of the whole body, came from the depths of the soul, and hit the heart.

"Good ......"

Nodding with satisfaction, Qiang ...... A long sword appeared from its sheath in his hand, and he waved it at the sky, and in an instant, the golden light shone, like holding a round of the sun high, and it was dazzling.

"Departure ......"

"I'm back from the imperial capital......"

Desperately staring into the distance, from the pitch-black black pupils, a spark sword was constantly expanding...... The continuous expansion finally ignited the entire eyeball, and the flames were extremely bright, as if burning the entire sky.

In the dense forest, where it is extremely difficult to penetrate the slightest rays of light, a series of red or black figures are jumping at great speed, like a black panther with extremely fast speed shuttling through the forest.

The regular rhythm presents an extremely strange triangular shape that keeps moving forward, and everywhere it passes, there are no living creatures left, but all the curious domineering carnivorous monsters have turned into corpses under the knife.

"Long Si, the team returning to the imperial capital has already arrived at the bottom of the mountain?"

Looking at the indifferent middle-aged man in front of him, Chen Sheng's face was expressioned.

The middle-aged man is one of the six personal dragon guards brought out by Chen Sheng from Cangxuan Pavilion.

Long Si didn't dare to pause in the slightest, and hurriedly raised his hand and bowed and said, "Young man, the big army has already marched down the mountain......

"That ......" Chen Sheng had an unknown doubt in his heart, as if he urgently needed an explanation to dispel it.

The middle-aged man seemed to see his son's worries, his calm eyes moved slightly, he blinked indifferently and continued: "Childe's peace of mind, these eight thousand people are all regular registered troops transferred from Fucheng, and they do not belong to our insiders, and the identity of Gongzi is also extremely vague. ”

"Hmm......" nodded with satisfaction, as if a stone had sunk in his heart, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily set off a treacherous arc, and gently swept his eyes at the emerald green, shimmering young leaves with a faint luster.

"Have all the cats and dogs in the imperial capital come? It seems that the road in the imperial capital is not very peaceful......

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At the foot of Ji'er Peak, smoke curls everywhere at this moment, like white streamers swaying.

The smell of meat and the sound of water rolling are raging in this mountain forest, and on the ground, the tents set up one by one are like houses of peculiar style, neat and uniform, which is a bit eye-catching.

This is the big team that returned to the imperial capital, and it was the guard who guarded Chensheng back to the imperial capital.

These were originally soldiers guarding the city, but they were ordered to escort Chensheng back to the imperial capital.

Next to the blazing fire, an inexplicable soldier dressed in soft armor, with a disdainful brow, sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a piece of firewood in one hand, carrying the fire, and roasting on the fire with the other, feeling the temperature from the palm of his hand, and sneering: "I said general, I heard that we are guarding the son of the legendary god of war this time?"

The word "legend" was chewed very clearly, and his face was full of banter.

"Yes, what a heroic man the god of war is, but it's a pity that he has such a son, they all say that the tiger father has no dog son, the dragon gives birth to the dragon, and the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, how can it ...... What a waste!" The middle-aged general next to him gasped, and his lips were so angry that he was filled with righteous indignation, as if this waste had affected the height of the God of War in his heart.

The son of the god of war is a waste, and everyone in the world knows it like clear water, and the discussion is not overnight, and they don't care.

"Isn't it?I heard that for the sake of a woman, she also offended the current queen, and even the God of War Palace ......"

These words seemed to have violated some kind of taboo, and the middle-aged general was startled, so shocked that he was in a cold sweat, and his body didn't have time to stand up, so he hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover the other party's big mouth.

"Ling Chang, shut up, you're impatient. The middle-aged general said with a frightened expression.

Jealously and cautiously looked around, seeing that everything around was as usual, and no one cared about the conversation between the two of them at all, the middle-aged general let out a turbid breath and carefully let go of the soldier's mouth.

That war god mansion is a taboo, although almost everyone in the world knows it, but they all know it, who dares to take it out and say something? That power is so great that even the current emperor is afraid of it, not to mention that these ants, who are not much bigger than ants, can not guarantee that one of these soldiers is the nail of that person, and then not only he is afraid that the whole family will be innocently implicated.

The middle-aged general sighed faintly in his heart.

Ling Chang also knew that he had almost caused a big disaster, his face turned pale, and he was silent for a while, not daring to speak, for fear of causing trouble.

The sky gradually darkened, and the scorching fire in the forest became brighter and brighter in the darkness.

Except for the soldiers on patrol, the rest of the soldiers almost all unloaded the day's mental fatigue and fell into a deep sleep.

In the silence of the night, a figure crept into the main tent and never came out.

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When the warm sun projected from the dense forest leaves in the early morning, gently on the face, the soldiers who had slept soundly, then rubbed their eyes, got up from the ground, twisted their stiff bodies, and after a crackling sound, they began to wash.

In the main tent, the real virtuous king has returned, and the mysterious virtuous king, who had been avoiding the soldiers, took the initiative to walk out of the main tent in surprise in this early morning, facing the sun, as if he was spitting.

Looking at the "legendary" figures under the sun, the soldiers who were still some distance away looked quite disdainful.

"A waste, but also learn from other people's courage to practice in the morning, absorb the two qi of yin and yang? ”

In this world dominated by martial arts, strength is often the standard for measuring a person, as long as you are stronger and say that you are a saint, there will be no other voices of criticism.

On the contrary, if you are unable to cultivate, then your seemingly random actions will also be deliberately led to criticism in the eyes of others.

Sitting cross-legged under the old tree, wisps of light gently sprinkled, as if the whole body was bathed in a hot spring, the tight nerves, involuntarily in this comfortable environment, quietly relaxed!

It's as if at this moment, you have become one with nature. It is a realm of realization, a pleasure that is detached from the physical, spiritual level.

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