After Li Hongxi took the jade pendant in his hand for a while, his expression suddenly shocked, and then he showed a look of ecstasy, turned his head to look at the back of Zhang Xiaopaw leaving, shook his head, and sighed with complicated eyes.

If you put aside the grudges, Zhang Xiaopaw, Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa are obviously very good friends. It's a pity that Li Haoran's death made a knot between the Li family and these three people that can never be untied.

Although Li Hongxi also calmed down and thought about it during this time, he felt that Li Haoran's death was really not to blame Zhang Xiaopu, but this did not reduce his hatred for Zhang Xiaopu, because his son died, but Zhang Xiaopaw was still alive, and he did not accept this result. He is not a saint, it doesn't matter who is right or wrong, anyway, if Zhang Xiaopu doesn't pay the price for it, he won't be at ease for a day.

It's just that in recent days, strange voices have gradually sounded in the family, and many people have begun to be dissatisfied with him, the patriarch, after understanding the cause and effect of the matter, and feel that the family is paying for Li Haoran's arbitrary behavior and his Li Hongxi's wrong decision, if it weren't for their father and son to provoke a strong enemy, the family would not have suffered such a heavy loss.

Li Hongxi didn't need to think about it to know that it must be those guys who coveted the position of the patriarch of the family who were secretly fanning the flames and wanted to use this matter to force him to give way.

"A bunch of fools!" Li Hongxi sneered disdainfully in his heart, Li Haotian's road in the army is getting wider and wider, the father is more expensive than the son, who can threaten his position as the head of the family.

He withdrew his gaze from Zhang Xiaopaw's distant back, and took the two jade pendants into his arms, feeling a little better in his heart, feeling that the two jade pendants in his arms were enough to make up for most of the losses. However, the existence of these two jade pendants, he will definitely not tell these clansmen behind him.

Although he had been fully mentally prepared, after checking the loss of the two-layer treasure house, Li Hongxi still covered his heart and almost died of pain. The treasure trove on the first layer was fine, there was not much less gold, silver and jewelry, but the elixir treasures in the treasure trove on the second layer were almost emptied. Fortunately, the family's ancestral cultivation techniques and swordsmanship are all there, and the extremely hidden immortal bones are also there, as long as these three things are there, the Li family will not collapse.

At the same time, screams and hysterical shouts were heard in all the courtyards of the Li family, as their small vaults were swept away. They care more about their own small treasury than the loss of their family treasury, because the treasures in the family treasury cannot be seen or touched, while the wealth in their private small treasury is real.

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At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaopai and his three men wore light armor, loaded their guns, and drove out of the 10th Gate of Yancheng North with a light cavalry force of 2,000 people.

These two thousand people are all soldiers of the Tianzi Battalion, subordinate to the City Lord's Mansion, and are directly subordinate troops that Qi Wuwei can mobilize. Although its combat power is not as good as that of the black-armored cavalry, it is also very brave and good at fighting.

Wan Qiuqing led the team, and Zhao Quan was the deputy general.

Unlike the 30,000 cavalry who left the city early this morning, their mission was to find the Left Route Army, which had lost contact with the army, and rescue Qi Yoyo.

Since coming to Yancheng, this is the second time that Zhang Xiaopu has gone out of the ten gates of the north of Yancheng.

Unlike the first time he took Qi Yoyo to Baihuang Mountain to look for water sources, this time as soon as he left the city gate, he couldn't help but feel like an arrow in his heart. Even though there are no living people in the village, when he goes back, he will only see things and think about people, which will only increase his grief and sadness, but he still desperately wants to go back and see, because his roots are there.

Zhang Xiaopaw's mind even conditionally extended a road from Yancheng to Baiyun City, thanks to Qi Changfeng's meticulous teaching in the secret room of the deep well, he now knows the geographical location and appearance of Baiyun City, Jincheng, Haoyue City and Baiyun City.

If you forget something, don't be afraid, just take out the pattern painted by Qi Changfeng from the mustard seed in Sumeru and take a look. He kept every piece of paper Qi Changfeng painted as if it were a treasure, and he felt that these papers might not be useful to the knowledgeable, but they were a great asset to him.

The refugees outside the city had been evacuated to other places, and 2,000 light horsemen galloped on the spacious Yanbei Road, their horses' hooves raising dust on the ground, looking like a galloping yellow dragon from a distance.

Suddenly appear in the sky between the running, auspicious clouds cover the sky and the sun, the fairy sound curls, the dragon and the tiger roar, the crane and the phoenix roar, the Xuanwu unicorn - the rui beast appears together, half hidden and half appears in the glow of the glow, and the joy is galloping.

Not only Yancheng and Dayu, but the sky of the entire Kyushu continent is all covered by Ruicai auspicious clouds at this moment, as if the door of the fairy world has been opened, and there are about to come to the world with immortals.

"Stop!" Wan Qiuqing immediately stopped the marching troops, and like everyone else, he looked at the sky in shock and curiosity.

Boom Boom –

Suddenly, auspicious clouds surged violently, as if thunder from ancient times came from far and near, and in an instant exploded in the auspicious clouds above the sky. The Divine Dragon, Tiger, Xuanwu Fire Phoenix and other Rui beasts all quieted down and obediently crawled on the colorful clouds.

Divine and solemn coercion descended from the sky, and the war horses neighed, not controlled by the warriors at all, and knelt on the ground like well-behaved cats.

Not to mention a war horse, even people can't bear the pressure from the sky, so they roll off the horse's back like dumplings and kneel to surrender.

Zhang Xiaopaw opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground with a thud, as if he was being ridden on his back and pressed his head to the ground. His face was as white as paper, his body was soaked in cold sweat, his heart was trembling, and there seemed to be a majestic and inoffensive voice in the depths of his soul that kept making him kneel and surrender.

Zhang Xiaopai's eyes were split, and he struggled to stand up, but the more he struggled, the stronger the coercion he received.

Many people are in the same situation as him, but those who kneel and surrender at the first time have nothing to do at all.

"It's the sage's coercion, everyone quickly give up resistance!" Wan Qiuqing's face turned pale and shouted eagerly, her face was even more ugly than Zhang Xiaopaw's, blood flowed out of her mouth, nose and ears, half of her knees on the ground, half of her body was pressed to the ground.

Saint coercion!

Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this, and they hurriedly gave up the idea of resisting.

Zhang Xiaopaw was no exception, because he felt that if he stubbornly resisted, he would be suppressed to death by this terrifying coercion.

Strange to say, as soon as he gave up resisting, the coercion exerted on his body disappeared immediately.

"Saint, terrifying!" Zhang Xiaopu got up and half-knelt on the ground, looking up at the sky, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

Suddenly, the auspicious clouds in the sky were surging with bursts of thunder, like dazzling roller blinds opening to both sides, and then someone seemed to be holding a huge brush in the sky, dipped in gold juice and writing on the sky as paper.

First, there are three suffocating big characters: Holy Order!

Then there is a sentence: From today on, the Nine Heavens are not allowed to participate in secular wars, and those who violate the order will not be killed!

The gilded characters lasted in the air for about half a cup of tea, and then turned into a streamer and dissipated, and at the same time, the auspicious clouds and rare beasts also disappeared.

The sun is blazing, the sky is clear, and the sky is cloudless.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still kneeling on the ground, and the qi and blood in his body were still surging, Zhang Xiaopaw would have thought that everything was an illusion.

For a while, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, and everyone was immersed in the shock of the saint's appearance.

Wan Qiuqing ordered to rest in place for a quarter of an hour, because the war horses were all trembling with fright, and they couldn't stand up for a while.

"You say, just such a dry word, the star powers will be obedient?" After waking up from the shock, someone couldn't help but question.

"After all, it's a saint's order, so you shouldn't dare to disobey it. Someone answered, but his tone was clearly uncertain.

"There is an old saying that the emperor is far away. Someone sneered disapprenosingly, "There are only a handful of saints in the entire Kyushu continent, and the power of the stars is all over Kyushu, no matter how powerful the saints are, they can't control it." I think this is not the same as the decree issued by our Emperor Su. Most people will comply, but there will always be some thorns who will disobey the discipline and challenge the emperor's authority. Those who are caught will be severely punished by the law, but those who cannot be caught will always go unpunished. ”

This man spoke the truth, and immediately won the approval of many people.

Someone nodded in agreement: "For example, now rush out a star power, wave your hand and kill all our team, unless a saint happens to bump into it, where do you know who did it?"

Of course, there are also those who disagree, saying: "It is said that the divine thoughts of the saints can sweep out thousands of miles in an instant, and the divine thoughts can monitor the world as soon as they move, and no wind and grass can escape the eyes of the saints." ”

"The decree of the saint, who dares to disobey?"

"The higher the cultivation, the more afraid of death, there should be few stars who dare to resent the saint's beard!"

Zhang Xiaopaw listened to the discussion of these soldiers, and felt that what both parties said made sense, and couldn't help but ask Zhou Jianlai, who was sitting beside him: "Brother Zhou, what do you think?

"The power of the saint is indisputable!" Zhou Jianlai said in a condensed voice, but then his tone changed again, and said: "If you kill the red eye and risk your life, what can the power of the saint do?"

"I think that big brother has a point-" Niu Dawa opened her mouth to express her opinion, "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, even if the saint can monitor the world with a single thought, who would be so bored to stare at the trivial things in the world every day." Take 10,000 steps back, for example, if there is a saint tens of thousands of miles away, and he finds that we have a star power here who has violated the law, will he travel across tens of thousands of miles to punish this star power?"

"Little brother has a point!" someone nodded at Niu Dawa.

"The might of a saint is not something we can guess. Someone shook his head and said, "Maybe thousands of miles away, the saint can destroy the power of the stars with just one look?" ”

"Who knows?"

No one has ever seen how powerful a saint really is, and he can only guess with his own limited thinking.

A quarter of an hour later the army was back on the road, but it did not go five miles and stopped again.

A convoy was coming on, blocking the entire Yanbei Road.

In front of the convoy, there were several tall horses side by side, and the people sitting on the back of the horses were wearing ink robes, who were from the Medicine King Valley.