In Ninghai City at night, in the slightly hot air of that summer night, there was a terrifying and terrifying smell of blood that many people would never forget if they recalled it decades later. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the junction of the entire inner city and the outer city, within a radius of dozens of miles, there were countless corpses piled up there, most of them were soldiers in armor, and there were also some common people and nobles. Most of them did not have any huge wounds, and the fatal wounds were even more elusive. On their corpses, there was a smell of burnt food, mixed with blood, wafting in all directions, and at the same time, in the air, there was a crackling sound, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

Countless people have died, and there are also the remnants of the people who have fled frantically backwards, these few hours, everything that happened is afraid that it will be unforgettable for a lifetime, if it can survive this time, then many years later, the dream of midnight will definitely become a nightmare that will never go away in the hearts of these people.

In the center of the corpse, stood the young man.

Chen Guyu was holding a long sword, his face was expressionless, but the blood stains on his body had rarely begun to coagulate, as if so many people had died without a little blood staining him.

It is indeed not, because under the sudden thunder, the mighty heaven is so powerful that mortals can't resist it at all.

Some people died directly in fear, some people were hit by the thunder that Chen Guyu swung out, and their bodies suddenly exuded a strong smell of burning, and some people died inexplicably, just touching those corpses, and they died directly, this is a field that ordinary people don't understand, so this contact can be described as a heavy loss.

Of course, there are so many nobles, and the means are naturally more. In this world, wealth and power have always been the passport to anything, in the style of the nobles, they will definitely not forget to sprinkle their money to worship those cultivators, although they can't find the real powerhouse, but it is definitely enough to suppress the ordinary nursing home to prevent some hairy thieves.

So after the soldiers died, under the dark night, even the moon and stars were scarce, and countless brilliant Dao powers reflected the entire area as if it were day, and more than a dozen cultivators who asked the scriptures on the first page, the second page, and the third page rushed out from behind the nobles and attacked towards Chen Guyu.

The shadow of the sword turned into a torrent and swept the entire night sky, and thunder roared like a long dragon.

The next moment, Chen Guyu went crazy and slaughtered those cultivators, the nobles were terrified, and at the same time secretly scolded that what they had originally worshiped was some waste, but with their vision and knowledge, they actually couldn't find that Chen Guyu's strength at this time had already surpassed the realm of the third page of the Sutra.

That is to cross the gap between heaven and man, that is from man to heaven, that is the way of thunder!

Chen Guyu didn't know what was wrong with his body, and he didn't care, but he felt that the Dao power was becoming more and more comfortable, and the roar of thunder turned into the most beautiful music in his ears, which was his soul whistling, angry, venting the grief and despair of those days.

In Ninghai City, the strongest person should be Liu Zheng and the lord of the Liu Mansion, and below him are several gentlemen from the academy, they are all existences that have crossed the gap between heaven and man, and they are true cultivators in the strict sense.

And when the school was silent and no one made a move, Chen Guyu went from man to sky, but when everyone didn't expect it, he suddenly crossed the gap between heaven and man, and the realm of strength reached the point where people couldn't guess for a while.

Chen Guyu will not care about his own strength, and others will not find out, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a thunder vibration, purple shadows, and red blood are intertwined, and they jointly stain the night sky of this midsummer.

The watchdog of the City Lord's Mansion was shocked and ran back to the outer city to report, while Chen Guyu walked out of the inner city step by step, leaving the area full of corpses.

There was thunder behind him to accompany him, and at this moment, he was like a demon god.

The alliance of nobles only lasted for a moment before falling apart, and thousands of garrisons rushed towards the young man under the order of death, but in the end, all of them were buried under the wrath of God.

Heavenly wrath is the verdict, the sun is fierce, and there is only the thunder of heaven.

Chen Guyu just subconsciously did something, but his realm like rising into the sky directly hooked the threshold of the seventh page of the Sutra, which was to comprehend the Tao rules, merge the heaven and earth with his own body, and drive the thunder with the Tao.

A normal cultivator's Dao power is endless, and unless he uses a very powerful Dao technique that can attack in a large area, he can only be able to defeat the crowd with one person. But if you kill people one by one with your Dao power, you will soon be exhausted.

Chen Guyu was strong because of his anger, but it was impossible to face the attacks of thousands of people at the same time, but just like the Thunder Sutra that suddenly appeared, his strength changed with the circumstances, and his own Dao strength was not enough, so he turned into the realm of the seventh page of the Sutra of Questions, asking what is it, leading heaven and earth to cut down.

The purple thunder in the sky was not Chen Guyu's attack, but the anger of the sky, and Chen Guyu only did one thing, that is, to direct his anger to everyone.

Thunder thundered down, and in a roar that could shake the whole city, countless people turned into corpses. Many of the nobles died, and few of the people who came here fled.

Chen Guyu lost his memory, so he didn't know the change in strength, his time in the academy was too short, and he didn't ask for advice in detail, but now he only felt it slightly, but he didn't care, the improvement of his strength would only make him have stronger confidence, and he could take revenge and release.

As for the secrets of one's own body, what does it matter?

He has always known that there are many irregularities in himself, but his heart is dead, and he only drags this remnant body by obsession, and waits until everything is done, like a leaf falling in autumn, and the final result will only be covered in dust.

……

Chen Guyu left the inner city and headed towards the outer city.

Under Luo Qianqian's reminder before, he knew that the Li family's father and son were hiding in a small courtyard, and now most of the accomplices had been ambushed, so they were the only ones left.

The night is quiet, and tonight is especially quiet, and along the way, many people's houses are as if no one is in the house, which can be called dead silence. The willow trees beside the road dance in the cold wind, and if you are not careful, under the sparkling reflection of the water's edge, it is like a ghost, and it is terrifying.

Chen Guyu knew why it was so quiet, because many people died in the inner city, and the rest of the people were all hiding at the moment, not daring to speak out.

The sound of broken footsteps sounded not far away, and Chen Guyu silently saw the only courtyard with lanterns hanging on it, and frowned.

Obviously, a little spark in the darkness is more like a sneer or mockery in Chen Guyu's eyes at this moment.

Is this it?

The footsteps became heavier and heavier, and a figure dressed in black appeared under the lantern and looked at Chen Guyu.

Li Xiangqian's face was a little pale, and the smell of blood spread over the city with the breeze, making him feel very uncomfortable. Because this should have been his city, but now because of the person in front of him, he is shattered and devastated, and he doesn't know how many people will be left in this city tomorrow?

Overnight, it was like a world away.

Li Xiangqian's voice was a little hoarse, and he smiled coldly: "You're finally here?"

Chen Guyu stared at him, and also remembered a lot, they were actually only separated for less than a day, but at this moment, it looked like an enemy for ten years, and many changes had taken place in both temperament and appearance.

Chen Guyu killed many people, and Li Xiangqian finally waited for this moment, he knew that after tonight, everything would be different.

The lantern flickered faintly, and the candle flame inside flickered with the wind, reflecting Li Xiangqian's shadow, trembling in the sneer.

Chen Guyu was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "Why?"

His voice also became very low, but it was rare that he was not as angry as before, perhaps because he had killed too many people, he was tired and tired, of course, the biggest possibility was that his heart was cold, and only that bitter and crazy obsession remained.

Li Xiangqian was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Chen Guyu, aren't you stupid? You still don't understand after killing so many people, yes, your wife was killed by us, and the others are all conspiracies, as for why, haha, don't you know the good things you did in the county town?"

"Li Xuanyuan, he doesn't dare, I ask the outdated seniors to ......"

"How do I know about the seniors at that time, but you are about to die, and I am not afraid to tell you, you are right, it was Li Xuanyuan's personal order. I, Ninghai, am unfortunate and want to bury the people of a city to kill you, but who knows, is this a blessing in disguise!"

Li Xiangqian said a little frantically, while Chen Guyu frowned and thought a lot.

Now that the truth has indeed been revealed, after so many people have died, there is no need to hide everything from it. Therefore, Li Xiangqian's words are credible, is the person behind the scenes really Li Xuanyuan? As for Shi Wei's matter, there is no need to think too much, and at this moment, there is not much meaning.

He lifted the long sword and said flatly: "So, are you ready to die?"

Li Xiangqian laughed: "Don't worry, I know you want to kill me, after all, I killed your wife, right? But don't you want to know some things about your wife before she died?"

Chen Guyu's figure trembled, his heart was dead, only resentment and obsession remained, but when he talked about Su Sheng'er, he could still arouse his thick emotions, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What do you say!"

"Do you want to know what happened to your wife before she died?"

"Want to ......"

"Just beg me if you want, haha!"

Chen Guyu looked at him coldly, and a dazzling purple streaked across the sky, illuminating Li Xiangqian's slightly pale face.

Li Xiangqian's heart trembled, his eyes rolled quietly, and he said, "Heh, since you want to know, I'll tell you about it, so that you can die peacefully." Do you know that your wife made you a dress before she died, tsk, what a envy......"

Chen Guyu suddenly thought of the green shirt with red cuffs hanging in their house before, and he already knew one or two in his heart.

Li Xiangqian continued: "And your wife went to Shandefang in the inner city for the clothes, and then ...... Die there!"

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang above his head, Li Xiangqian's heart trembled, his whole body exploded, and he hid to the side, only to see that the gauze lantern had turned into flying ashes and was quietly falling to the ground.

Li Xiangqian's face couldn't help but be a little dark, but he kept shouting in his heart: "Senior, how is it, is it okay?"

"It's not enough, go on!"

The old voice rang out.

Li Xiangqian gritted his teeth and continued: "So you know? Your wife died in Shandefang, she died for you, and under the flame, she held this button until she died!"

Li Xiangqian's hand was open, and a small instrument buckle appeared in the palm of his hand, which was exactly the same as the one Su Sheng'er had selected in Shandefang before.

That ancient musical instrument is called Sheng, Su Sheng'er's Sheng.

This is a button, but also a sheng button, a silk buckle!