The black-robed man remembered something that was not very long, only twenty years ago. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAt that time, the 20th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China was the golden age of the founding of the country.

It was also in that year that Xu Jin, the founding prince of Dahong, relied on his cultivation in the Feather Transformation Realm to cross the giant pillar Beiliang Mountain between heaven and earth, and killed the demon general Beiliang Qianyu, pushing the border line of Dahong to 100,000 li, thus choking the mountains and rivers and setting up a barrier for Dahong to resist the demons in the north.

But everyone knows that even the eight-winged wind-chasing horse with the ability to fly thousands of miles cannot fly across Beiliang Mountain. But Xu Jin, the founding prince of the People's Republic of China, flew over the past.

Because Xu Jin's mount is not an eight-winged wind-chasing horse, but a small cyan donkey, and that little donkey has a domineering name: Qing Ming.

Qingming means heaven, even the emperor of Dahong, and even the emperor of the previous dynasty, only dared to call himself the Son of Heaven, and never dared to call himself the sky.

But the little donkey was indeed called Qingming.

Anyone who has ever seen that little donkey knows that it is indeed different from the thousands of donkeys in the world. Its fur is azure, always with the feeling of being thick after the rain, and it is refreshing in the slight coolness. Its ears are drooping downward, because its name is Qingming, and it considers itself heaven, so it does not have to prick up its ears to listen to any opinions or orders. The strangest thing is its feet, which are particularly short, half as short as those of an adult donkey. A three-year-old can ride on its back as long as he is willing to struggle. So wherever you go, people will just call it a little donkey.

Small donkeys with short legs generally don't run too fast.

It should be said that any animal with short legs will not run too fast.

But Qing Ming is the fastest short-legged donkey in the world.

To be precise, Qing Ming never runs. It can be at least three miles away as long as it takes one step. There is no faster speed in the world, even Xu Jin of the Feather Transformation Realm could not control the speed of the clouds back then.

Except for Xu Jin, no one has ever seen Qing Ming running, because when it is not running, it is just a simple walk, and few people can see its figure clearly.

The giant pillar between heaven and earth, Beiliang Mountain, is Qing Ming carrying Xu Jin over the past.

At that time, the people of the entire demon race could not have imagined, and even the human race did not think that one day the human race would really be able to cross the Beiliang Mountain.

After that battle, the Qing Ming became famous all over the world.

But with Xu Jin's illness and death, Qing Ming did not know his whereabouts.

Qing meditated and left, no one could stop him, and no one could catch up.

But at that time, there was a person who wanted to get the green underworld, and he had to get it.

That person's name is Cao Licao. Cao is the surname of the country, the same as "today", and Cao is the meaning of the sun and the moon in the sky. Its name makes its identity very clear, and sooner or later it will have to be in the world.

He is the grandson of the current emperor, the eldest son of the late crown prince, the favorite grandson of today's Emperor Dahong Taizu, and the imperial grandson who indicates the future succession to the throne.

The name Cao Licao was chosen by Emperor Taizu of Dahong for this imperial grandson, and only Emperor Taizu of Dahong dared to take such an unabashed name.

Originally, Cao Licao was only the emperor's grandson, and the reason why he wanted to add the word "Tai" in the middle was not to belittle Cao Licao's seniority, nor was Cao Licao really a grandson, but to let the people of the world remember, especially the vassal kings stationed in various places, that Cao Licao was the son of the prince.

The crown prince is going to inherit the throne, and the eldest son of the prince is naturally going to inherit the throne.

The title of the emperor's grandson was personally issued by Emperor Taizu to the world, and at the same time of beating the vassal kings of all walks of life, he announced that the emperor's grandson Cao Licao would be the emperor of Dahong in the future, and his status was noble.

Since Xu Jin rode the little donkey Qingming over the Northern Liang Mountain, he has always wanted to get the fastest mount in the world.

But since Xu Jin's victorious return to Beijing, the imperial grandson has visited him in various names, but Xu Jin has never met him. Until Xu Jin died of illness, the imperial grandson did not see the real Qingming.

Then, it was reported from the Xu Mansion that Qingming disappeared.

The imperial grandson fell ill for a while.

What is good at the top, but what is good at the bottom will be very bad!

As a result, someone secretly searched for the news of Qing Ming. I don't know where the news came from, Qing Ming has actually been trapped in the capital and can't get out, but he has just incarnated among thousands of ordinary donkeys.

As a result, countless ordinary donkeys poured into the stable of the imperial grandson, and these donkeys all had a common name, called Qing Ming.

The imperial grandson asked the masters in the capital to find Qing Ming among the many donkeys, but they all failed. All donkeys are ordinary, and none of them will be truly green.

The imperial grandson does not believe in evil, he believes that his sources are not wrong, and he believes that no one dares to lie to him.

So after bearing the title of "Donkey Emperor Sun", he still did not give up the donkeys in the stable.

Three years later, five years later, seven years later, until the fortieth year of Dahong, when Ning Ge was sent to Shanhe Pass, all the patience of this imperial grandson was finally exhausted.

Over the years, there have been donkeys getting old and some donkeys dying of old age, but none of the donkeys have a little bit of real green appearance. In addition, the person who told him the information back then has died with the purge of the Lan Jue case. The imperial grandson finally lost patience with the many donkeys left in the stable.

But after tossing such a big circle, if you really find Qingming from it, the imperial grandson doesn't care about being crowned with the title of "donkey imperial grandson", but if you don't find it, the imperial grandson will have to take off this title for himself.

After all, this thing is really stupid, and it is not conducive to serving the public in the future.

So he learned that Dahong's Xiaowen Shengningge was sent by Emperor Taizu to the north for 100,000 miles, and the imperial grandson knew that the opportunity had come.

Ning Ge had never cultivated martial arts, and he couldn't control the spirit birds and spirit pets. He avenged Lan Jue's sins, and there was no one around him who dared to contact him. When you are lonely, lonely and depressed, and there is no one to see you off, it is the time when you can capture people's hearts.

So in the name of sending the prince to accompany him, the imperial grandson selected a donkey from his stable and asked his subordinates to give it to Ning Ge as a footstep.

If Ning Ge rode this donkey, the world's scholars would have some scruples when they wanted to write "Donkey Emperor's Sun" in the future. Even as long as Ning Ge praised the emperor's grandson's act of giving a donkey, the world's scholars would keep their mouths shut, and even write about the emperor's grandson's goodness.

Because Ning Ge has been awarded the title of "Little Literary Sage", the portrait has settled in the Temple of Literature, which is the vane of today's readers.

If Ning Ge said that it is good, it will definitely not be bad!

The imperial grandson was excited for a long time for his act of giving a donkey. He thinks that this matter can at least block the mouths of scholars all over the world, at least when writing in the future, he will consider that Xiao Wensheng once rode a donkey raised by the emperor's grandson to the north, so as to cover up his move of enclosing a donkey to find a donkey.

But he wouldn't have thought that the donkey he gave away was indeed the real Qingming.

He wouldn't have thought that Ning Ge had named the real Qing Ming Heizi and Heisha!

When the black-robed man shouted "Oops", a cloud had already formed under his feet, and he galloped towards the direction where the remnant snow knife fell.

He finally knew why the Ten Silver Navy had to hold the attitude of ending up together, turning the advantage that could have been taken into account into a draw, or even a draw, it should be a defeat.

More than a dozen people killed two people and finally died together, which can only be regarded as a defeat.

It all started when more than a dozen wind-chasing horses saw the little green donkey standing on the red thin sword.

The little green donkey standing on the red thin sword, Hei Sha, shook his head when he saw Ning Ge punch it. Because he had seen the battles of the strongest in this world, and had seen many wars and battles, he knew that Ning Ge's punch would definitely not be able to resist the dozen swords from the Silver Navy.

Because it has not only seen countless fights, but also seen Ning Ge's punch, it knows the power of Ning Ge's punch.

So it vanished on the Red Thin Sword.

But at the moment of disappearing, a short azure figure flashed in the huge eyes of more than a dozen wind-chasing horses.

If you say that the person who hates Qingming the most in this world is not the demon race, but the wind chasing horse.

Twenty years ago, in the battle of Beiliang Mountain, Qing Ming helped Xu Jin cross Beiliang Mountain, kill Beiliang Qianyu, and capture Shanhe Pass, it is reasonable for the demon clan to hate Qing Ming. It is also reasonable for the chasing horse to hate Qingming.

Because of that battle, Qingming's name moved the world.

The eight-winged wind-chasing horse, which was originally known as the world's god horse in terms of speed, was overshadowed in front of Qing Ming.

How much scenery the opponent has stolen, it is natural how much he hates the opponent.

Qing Ming has robbed the wind chasing horse for thousands of years of glory, and naturally hates Qing Ming to the core.

The wind-chasing horse is the world's divine horse, with strong spirituality, surpassing the crane and the unicorn. Since he has hated Qing Ming, Qing Ming's figure will naturally be remembered in his heart.

Only then did a low figure of azure color flash in the pupils, and more than a dozen wind-chasing horses already knew that the little donkey that could stand on the red thin sword must be the long-disappeared Qing Ming.

No one knows themselves better than their opponents.

Again, there is no one who knows Qing Ming better than the Wind Chasing Horse.

As a result, the more than a dozen silver navy did not hesitate to feed the remnant snow knife with blood, and the two of them were left behind with the attitude of burning jade.

Because they can't take risks, they can't disobey the orders of the man in white!

Once these two escape, the crime of collusion between man and demon, or the collusion between man and demon, will set off a huge wave in Dahong.

It was a simple thing, but a little donkey broke in and it became extremely complicated.

When the black-robed man arrived, it was still too late after all.

The man in white stood above the clouds, his face cold enough to refreeze the snowy peaks below. Even if the black-robed man was not close to his side, he could feel an extremely strong chill.

More than a dozen Silver Navymen were not dead, but they were already weakened.

To raise a remnant snow knife with blood, the blood they pay is far beyond imagination.

The huge snow remnant knife also disappeared, and there was a huge deep pit in the canyon, as if a huge snow remnant knife had fallen there, and then someone had pulled it up, leaving it behind.

No one pulled out the remnant snow knife, because with such a big knife, even if someone pulled it out, there was no way to hide it.

However, none of the people present had any snow knives in their hands.

Or no one could hold the snow remnant because it was too huge.

Therefore, the unanimous behavior of the more than a dozen silver navy before was to throw away, just like throwing waste copper and iron, and threw down the remnant snow knife in their hands.

They knew that once the giant knife was formed, they could not be sure.

So this huge remnant snow knife is falling, falling vertically. Inserted into the valley is also a vertical insertion, and the huge pit in the valley is also the imprint of the remnant snow knife.

The man in white didn't look at the huge pit caused by the fall of the remnant snow knife, nor at the more than a dozen weak silver navy, he looked at more than a dozen wind-chasing horses.

When more than a dozen chasing horses saw the cold gaze of the man in white, they lowered their heads one after another, neatly and consistently. It seems that he feels guilty for doing something wrong.

The man in white said: "I thought that the little fox in Qingqiu had thousands of ways to escape, and I also thought of thousands of ways to deal with the little fox to escape, but I still let them escape." ”

The ice and snow were silent, and the sun's rays were warm, but they did not melt the slightest cold air here.

Occasionally, there was the sound of an avalanche between the snowy peaks below, and a dozen or so chasing horses did not even glance at it.

They don't care about that, they care about their own destiny.

They are more concerned about their fate than a dozen Silver Navy.

What they care about is not whether the man in white will kill them now, but about the fate of the future.

Because they saw the green underworld reappearing.

As for their current fate, they never believed that the boy in white would kill them.

Because more than a dozen silver navy have already done it.

They don't do it to the man in white, they do it to themselves.

Raise your right hand, clench your fist, and head towards your temple, without hesitation, a punch.

The sun is shining brightly and blooming like bright red flowers.

The bodies of more than a dozen Silver Navy members fell from the sky and fell into the huge pit formed by the Remnant Snow Knife without a sound.

Just when more than a dozen silver navy punched their temples, the corners of the mouths of more than a dozen wind-chasing horses also overflowed with blood, and even their front hooves almost fell to their knees, and the horses' faces showed a painful look.

The man in white looked at the appearance of more than a dozen wind-chasing horses, and the cold on his face gradually dissipated.

The man in white said: "This is a small punishment. I hope that the death of your slaves will make you have a longer memory! You must also fight for strength, grow up as soon as possible, and break through the limits of the eight wings. Don't let this son think that you are useless. Qing Ming is just a donkey, you are a horse!"

Hearing the words of the man in white, more than a dozen horses chasing the wind raised their heads and neighed, indescribably generous!

Seeing that the man in white was calm, the black-robed man said, "It's a pity that these more than a dozen Manu at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm!"

The man in white knew what the man in black robe was talking about.

Previously, when Hu Jiu'er was close to more than a dozen silver navy, he had said two words: tool slave.

But Ning Ge didn't know what kind of slaves these silver navy were at all, because at that time, these silver navy had never possessed anything with aura big enough to make them slaves.

At that time, more than a dozen wind-chasing horses were not far from the periphery.

No one could have imagined that more than a dozen masters at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm would actually be slaves of more than a dozen four-winged wind-chasing horses!

If Ruo Ning Ge was still awake, if Ruo Ning Ge heard the words of the man in white at this time, with the many books he had read, and with his quick thinking, he would not have thought that even in the 100,000 mountains in the south, no demon clan would dare to take the human race as a slave, or a weapon slave!

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