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In the lonely valley, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, the valley is surrounded by mountains, and the mountains are full of people, and everyone is looking at the person at the bottom of the valley, and that person is kneeling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The "man" was cloaked, his whole body was blood-red, and he was nailed to the ground by several pillars of light, unable to move, while he struggled desperately, trying to crawl towards the man lying in front of him.

The person lying on the ground was a woman, and the woman was motionless, and she had long since lost her life. The rain fell on her face, and although her face was pale, she kept smiling.

The "man" is like ashes, it seems that he has lost the desire to survive, and although his body is still struggling, he can see that it is all in vain. Not far behind him stood several people, dressed in different costumes, watching what was happening in front of them.

One of the middle-aged bearded men, holding a broad blade and a hideous face, said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me end the life of this devil." With that, he slashed at the demon with his sword. When the knife was about to fall on the demon's body, suddenly, there seemed to be an extra layer of wall between the knife and the person, and then looking at the sword qi around him, the middle-aged man turned around and shouted to a few people behind him: "What do you mean by this?" ”

The others didn't move, but one of them walked lightly in front of the knife-wielding man, and then protected the kneeling man on the ground, and said lightly: "I just think that killing everything is no different from a demon, right?" ”

The other leaders present seemed to be a little shaken when they heard him say this, but the man with the knife shouted: "If the evil is not eliminated for a day, it will inevitably bring disaster to the world!" As soon as these words came out, they resounded through the valley, and everyone except for the faction that defended the head of the man on the ground became excited, and the valley became not quiet again for a while.

Seeing that the situation was on his side, the man with the knife said to the person in front of him: "How about it, Li Ming, don't stand in the wrong position, everyone respects you before calling you Master Li, if you want to be with the demons, then you can't blame everyone!" After that, the true qi of the whole body gathered, and the heads of other sects also released their true qi one after another when they saw the situation.

Li Ming spread his hands unhurriedly, the robe of Tsing Yi and the cloud pattern shook violently in the wind, and at the same time, his long hair also fluttered, and in an instant, the disciples on the valley found that it was obviously raining just now, but now it was only falling outside the valley, and the whole valley seemed to be isolated. For a while, the dust around Li Ming was blown away by the wind, and everyone could feel a sense of oppression, Li Ming slowly closed his eyes, and his outstretched hands made sword fingers, and two long swords condensed with true qi appeared and fingertips.

Unexpectedly, the valley that had just been calm was undulating again at this moment, the ground was flying sand and rocks, and the wind was not stopping, and some young disciples could not resist it, so they had to watch every move below on their knees. But what happened next was unexpected, just when the momentum of the two sides was evenly matched, several heads of the house all fell to the ground inexplicably, with faint blood stains on the corners of their mouths, but Li Ming didn't react at all, and looked at the other heads coldly.

A figure stood in the middle of the two sides, dressed the same as Li Ming, but with a pure white mask on his face, only revealing two eyes, and seemed to be very proud, and then smiled: "The sandpiper and the clam compete, and the fisherman wins." Slowly turned around, faced Li Ming, and said, "I said senior brother in charge, you don't have to die, I deliberately took advantage of you to hurt you, you can't notice it at all." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Li Ming spurting out a mouthful of blood, kneeling on the ground, holding his chest with one hand, panting constantly, but unable to move. The mouth said intermittently: "You...... Why...... Want...... Do this? ”

"Why do I do this, you ask?" The junior brother in Li Ming's mouth looked serious, but he didn't say a word, his fingers gestured in the air, and flames appeared around the demon, and the fire quickly spread all over his body, he screamed, but because his body couldn't move, he was immediately engulfed by the fire and turned into ashes. Li Ming's eyes widened as he watched what was happening in front of him, but he couldn't even use the strength to speak.

The junior disciple seemed to be very satisfied with the result, and then walked slowly past the leaders, and in the face of their puzzled expressions, he said as he walked, "You want to know why your disciples didn't come to help you?" Because I can't let them move for the time being, as for whether I have that kind of strength, you know for yourself. ”

Some distance away from them, he suddenly stopped and said loudly: "My purpose today is not to kill you, as for the future, it is not clear." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared. Li Ming watched him leave quietly, his eyes were full of helplessness, and the next moment, his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

Ten years later, in autumn, on the outskirts of the imperial city, the empty mountain.

An army marched slowly, the banner of the team was written with the word "Meng" in big words, and there was a man in his early thirties in the middle of the team, whose appearance was ordinary, his spirit was vigorous, wearing silver armor, the horse was heavily loaded, and he immediately carried a sword.

The army marched about into the mountains, suddenly, the sky became overcast, the wind was blowing, people were frightened, there was no lack of fear in the team, the whole team marched a little slowly, a huge black mass appeared in the air, like mist, the vanguard officer of the team ordered the soldiers to release arrows, the black group was really angry, the arrows all passed through its body, and there was no damage to it. Then the black mist dispersed, touching the soldier, the soldier's eyes widened, and the death was tragic, and then the army began to retreat, the man introduced earlier, his face was also nervous, but he was different from the soldier, he did not mess with his position, clenched his sword, and wanted to draw the sword, suddenly a black shadow burst out of the woods, and saw his face clearly, only his figure could be seen, and then a huge scratch appeared on the black gas, and then the black gas dispersed. The soldiers did not notice what was happening, only that the black shadow passed like a meteor and then disappeared.

The black gas actually dissipated on its own, the soldiers all took a long breath, and the man slowly put away the sword that had not been drawn out just now, compared to this black gas, the black shadow just now attracted his attention even more, is the imperial city now full of masters? This is the man's question.

In a spacious place in the woods, a young man sat on a large rock, with a wooden wheelchair beside him, and suddenly a dark figure fell in front of him, half-kneeling.

The half-kneeling man did not speak, but handed the water to the man in front of him, and then slowly got up and wrapped the man's clothes a little tighter. After the young man drank the water, he spit out a few words: "Meng Li is back." The young man's body paused for a moment, then he got up and walked forward slowly, and the person who spoke slowly followed, and several birds in the forest were frightened and flew out, looking at the birds in the distance, the young man just sighed: "It seems that there is another bloody storm in the imperial city." ”

A few days later, the Imperial City Palace fought at the Gate.

Surrounded by his courtiers, the emperor waited for Meng Li's procession. After a while, the procession slowly entered the palace, and the soldiers behind them were scattered, leaving only his cronies to accompany Meng Li on the pilgrimage.

When Meng Li and the others came to the emperor, the emperor personally stepped forward to greet him, and for the courtiers, how honorable it was to receive this kind of reception.

Meng Li and the others immediately dismounted and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, the last general has fulfilled his mission, and has expelled the invaders of other countries from the country and restored the stability of our empire." The emperor was very pleased, and immediately ordered a banquet to entertain his ministers.

During the banquet, there were constantly stammering officials toasting Meng Li, of course Meng Li could not refuse, for a general who could receive such favor from the emperor at a young age, his future was really limitless.

Meng Li looked around, and it happened that an official toasted him, and he returned the salute with a smile, and asked casually: "I haven't been back to the imperial city for a few years, why are there so many young people now?" ”

The official smiled: "General Meng doesn't know that the older generation of the four noble lords are gradually reluctant to intervene in the affairs of the court, and they all hope to cultivate their own heirs. As he spoke, he pointed to the few young people who relied on the emperor, "For example, the Pan family is the most powerful among the four worlds, and the relationship between the Xu and Zhao families through marriage is extraordinary, only the strength of the Yun family is weak." ”

The corners of Meng Li's mouth rose slightly, but he was not noticed by others, and then he drank a few more glasses with the official, and then looked at a young man in the corner, alone, just drinking tea there, as if other people did not want to stammer him, and soon the young man asked the emperor for instructions to retire first, and the emperor was already drunk, so he happily agreed.

Outside the palace gate, a carriage was already waiting there, and the young man approached the carriage slowly, and there was a tall and thin man standing beside the carriage, who was hateless. At this time, Meng Li shouted: "Yun Gongzi, can you stop?" ”

Yun Peng turned around and stopped, and when he saw that it was Meng Li, he saluted and said, "It turned out to be General Meng, which is rude." Meng Li smiled: "The literati just have too much etiquette, which is what I dislike the most." Yun Peng didn't say anything, and after a moment, he asked, "I don't know what General Meng called the grass people?" ”

Meng Li said: "Yun Gongzi doesn't have to be humble, the people who can be invited to the banquet by the emperor are not ordinary people, and the Yun family is also one of the four worlds, so if you do this, you will inevitably lose your identity." ”

Yun Peng bowed and said, "Be taught." Seeing Yun Peng like this, Meng Li was at a loss for a while. Yun Peng saw that Meng Li didn't move, so he said: "General Meng, there are still some trivial matters at home today, and I will visit him another day." Meng Li heard Yun Peng say this, of course he was embarrassed to refuse, so he told him to be careful on the road. When Yun Peng left, Meng Li glanced at the hateless beside Yun Peng, and suddenly his face became heavy, but he couldn't tell what he felt, he only felt that this person was a little strange, dressed in black, obviously a man, but he covered half of his face with long hair, and a long black ribbon around his neck. Meng Li did not delve too deeply, and went back to the banquet.

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