"I still have a few henchmen in the Red Eyebrow Army, so I know that this north, west, and east have been sealed off so tightly that not even a fly can fly through.

The only way out is in the south, although there are many people in the south, but the small Yujin Mountain to the south here, the mountain road is rugged and complicated, like a labyrinth, the Sword Emperor only needs to enter this mountain, and then turn out, south, south, north, west, it is good to go anywhere. ”

Nian Hongxiang said hurriedly, and then she took out a map from her arms, and luck flicked it out.

The map unfolded in the mid-air wind, revealing well-marked red arrows and blue fences.

The red arrow is the direction of march.

The blue fence is the opponent's defense.

"You don't need to worry about me, first of all, I'm not that weak, and secondly, even if I am really caught, I still have some connections in the robbers, and I may not be killed. ”

The Oiran who had played and sang in the royal capital had untied her gray cloak and covered the magic harp, and there was a long sword hidden between her graceful waist.

Sword Emperor, Sword Emperor, pretending to be the Sword Emperor naturally wants to use a sword, but she is ready.

"Don't worry, my sword path is the same as yours, it is an ethereal path that will not be recognized. ”

She said a lot.

She felt that it was time for the Sword Emperor to go.

This is very reasonable, it's not that I know you, it's not that I have a good impression of you, it's just that you have paid a lot for this land, so I will pay with you, this is a choice, not a favor.

"A friend of mine once wrote a poem: "There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor. Inaction is on the wrong path, and the children are stained with scarves. Sword Emperor, you have one person and one sword, for the country and the people, then the whole world is your confidant. ”

After Nian Hongxiang finished her last words, she took a deep breath, she already needed to make some preparations, after all, this is five or six hundred thousand, or even more robbers, these thieves can defeat millions of soldiers on the frontal battlefield, kill and kill, bathe in blood, and the more they fight, the stronger they are, and the more they fight, they are unstoppable.

A friend?

The Blood-Clad Sword Emperor smiled.

Well, I copied the poem.

For so many years in the royal capital, everything that should be copied and what should not be copied has been copied.

So he laughed.

Nian Hong's makeup showed a puzzled look.

The Sword Emperor pointed to the three children who were terrified under the pile of stones beside him, and then pointed at her.

Nian Hongmakeup came to his senses, so he walked over and began to comfort the three children.

When she raised her eyes again, she saw that the blood-clothed Sword Emperor was gone, and it was time to leave, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then her eyes showed a resolute look.

The rise and fall of the world, even a little woman is responsible.

"Little girl, eat something. ”

Nian Hongjiao looked at the three children kindly, this former head of Kou, but now he is helping refugees, he once inherited the will of the anti-king, but now he has to stand up to resist the anti-army.

But at this time, she felt quite down-to-earth in her heart.

Because she was born beautiful and had a gentle look, all the children who originally cried to Xia Ji and shouted "bad people don't come over" were no longer afraid, just cried whining, and then obediently took the food, choking and eating like little beasts. And Nian Hongmakeup chatted with her comfortingly.

Boom!

The ground shook suddenly.

Span!

The sound of a heavy object being lifted was heard.

Nian Hongxiang heard the strange noise and quickly turned his head.

I saw that the blood-clothed sword emperor was lifting the collapsed stone slabs with his strength, saving people in the ruined buildings, and the extremely heavy stone slabs were like pieces of paper to him, which he grabbed casually, threw them away, and landed on the distant street with a piercing rumbling sound, echoing in the empty city.

Nian Hongmakeup was stunned...

No, the Sword Emperor can't think so? Want to keep it to save people? It's a big joke, isn't it?

Those who do big things are not informal, just because if the big things are done, they can be beneficial to more people, if they are informal, although they seem to be more humane for a moment, but this touch of human touch will bring catastrophe later.

Nian Hongxiang: "You go quickly! These thieves are ordered by the dogs, and their spirits are even more polluted by killing and robbing, they are not afraid of death at all, you can't make them afraid by killing a few people... In a way, they, like the Dog Warriors, have been transformed by evil spirits, and they are no longer human, they are monsters who only know how to destroy.

You... You can't stop it alone, go quickly, don't let my hard work and determination go to waste. ”

Xia Ji said in his heart:

I am also polluted by killing and robbing, killing by killing, killing is inexhaustible, although my strength is sometimes exhausted, but I can nourish my qi with blood, as long as I can kill at this moment, I will not lose my strength.

So, he shook his head.

Nian Hongxiang was stunned, and suddenly an angry face appeared, and he said excitedly: "I thought that the Sword Emperor was a great hero and a hero, and he was the teacher of swordsmen in the world with great affection, but I didn't expect that he was just an ordinary person with a long love for children and a short period of heroic breath." ”

Xia Ji didn't care.

He continued his original actions, saving the people who were still alive in the city.

As for the King of Inurong, his journey has reached the end, he will not go any further, now he is looking for the specific entry location of the dragon vein, once he finds an opportunity, he will enter the dragon vein, so Xia Ji does not need to chase him.

Since the king of the dog has found an assassin, he has found a thief to besiege him.

Then, this big gift, he is disrespectful.

Nian Hong's makeup was helpless.

But when she came here, she wasn't ready to leave, the Sword Emperor didn't leave, and she couldn't pull the Sword Emperor to drive him away.

Night.

The mist spread over the autumn moon, like a veil like clouds, and from time to time there was some blood red, which seemed cold and evil.

It's just that in the small city of the world, people are saving lives and helping the wounded.

Dozens of campfires were either cooking porridge or roasting meat found in the cellar.

The remaining people were silent, they didn't know what the Red Sword Emperor was, and they didn't know Nian Hong's makeup, anyway, no matter how powerful you are, in their eyes, you are a strong man in the rivers and lakes, and you are an uncle who can't be provoked in the past.

The saved person is a thousand thanks, and then sit by the campfire and pull their relatives, since they live, life has to go on, but no one shows the slightest smile, everyone knows that now is just living, can live a moment is a moment.

"Grandpa, why hasn't our general of Da Zhou come to save us?"

The girl sat by the fire in the dark night, and her dirty little face looked at a middle-aged man who was extremely tired beside her.

The middle-aged man didn't know how to answer, saying that all the soldiers of our Great Zhou were slaughtered?

Do you say that we can't beat people in Da Zhou?

He sighed, "Girl, they're on their way here. ”

"Hmm. ”

In the distance, a child asked, "They're all here, those... Those devils are so terrifying, even more terrible than the man-eating monsters mentioned in the book. ”

"Hey, it's okay, look at the two heroes over there, they are masters of the rivers and lakes, they were sent by the imperial court to protect us first. ”

"Why are they here so late. ”

Loud voices in the distance.

Nian Hongxiang threw a bundle of dry wheat stalks into the bonfire, and the flames rose a little more, licking a piece of frozen meat on the shelf.

She looked at the Bloody Sword Emperor opposite:

His hair was gray and hung down to his waist, his body and face were a little thin, his eyes were quietly looking at the flames in a daze, and the bloody aura came out of every pore and floated in the air, making him eternally bathe in the extremely evil red mist of this world, like a demon god.

The sword on the side of his hand was a mortal sword, and it was mass-produced by the Great Zhou Army, so it was obviously just a random one he picked up.

However, just such a person, from the end of the gate of heaven last winter to the autumn at this time, has been chasing behind the invincible army of Inurong.

One person with one sword, chasing more than 100,000 people for nearly a year.

She originally thought that this blood-clothed Sword Emperor must be a man full of strength, maybe three heads and six arms, but when they met, they realized that it was not like that.

She couldn't imagine how such a teenager could chase after King Dog Rong for a year, how could this be possible?

Nian Hongxiang may feel that he can't survive, so he took a cut branch and wrote on the sand:

- I got the news that this time the imperial family will send a lot of strong people over, and the Yiren seems to be providing support. So, you need to conserve your strength, get out of here, and make peace with them when the time comes, and use their power to destroy the invading Inujon together.

Xia Ji shook his head.

Nian Hong's makeup drew a big question mark again.

Xia Ji also took a dead branch and wrote:

- I'm waiting for them.

Nian Hongxiang quickly wrote:

- Waiting for them?

The withered branch in Xia Ji's hand paused, and continued to write:

— and then kill them.

Nian Hongxiang was suddenly a little excited, and wrote:

- You can't kill so many people!

Suddenly, she realized that the young man in front of her might have the idea of "borrowing the power of killing and robbery to feed the war with war", and hurriedly wrote:

- You will lose your mind, use less of the power of killing.

Xia Ji wrote:

- It's fine.

Nian Hongxiang looked at the appearance of this strange young man, and the indescribable feeling in his heart, there was admiration, fear, worry, and anger... Finally, she put her hands on the magic harp, and like a breeze caressing the water of a lake, the sound of the violin was heard.

She sang softly, singing the song "Slender clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred", this is the words he wrote to himself when she was still in the royal capital as an oiran, but it has only been more than ten years of light and shadow, who would know that the former merry general of the royal capital has turned into an immortal, and passed on the next leisurely trip, that is, riding a kun south?

The deceased has gone, I'm afraid it will never be seen again in this life, Nian Hongmakeup can't tell the melancholy for some reason, at this moment, I played this song unintuitively, and the scenes flashed back to the past in my mind like a marquee, with these memories, maybe I would be less afraid when I died.

A small town in ruins.

People who don't know how long they will live.

An ageless witch who plays the piano.

And the mutes by the campfire.

A city, two people, vaguely as more than ten years ago, in the attic, there are also two people.

...

The next day, at dawn, a team of 100 thieves discovered the city, and instead of attacking rashly, they flared up to the heights.

Flares exploded in the gray of dawn.

Nian Hongxiang woke up from his dream, his face showed a nervous look, and when he looked at his side, the blood-clothed young man was gone.

She had already entered the transcendent ten years ago, and at this time, her divine sense was released, and she immediately noticed where the young man was, so she carried the magic harp, grabbed the long sword, and put on a hood to cover her forehead, and it was like a gray cloud floating out.

It's just that when she came to the city gate, the blood-clothed young man had already killed more than 100 people, standing in the middle of the corpse, and a wisp of bloody aura was attracted and headed towards him, he took a deep breath, and those bloody aura seemed to hear the emperor's call, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

Between a swallow and a spit out, the evil qi was like two bloody snakes burrowing into his nose.

He twisted his neck and grabbed his sword, the red mist surging around him thickened slightly.

Seeing Nian Hong's makeup coming over, he nodded.

Then he walked past the immortal witch.

It's just that Nian Hongxiang wasn't happy at all, she said softly: "Sword Emperor, they are just vanguard scouts, the signal flare has already been sent, and the next time, it will be like a raging storm... You'd better hurry up, it's your last chance. ”

Xia Ji pointed at her, and then at the people in the distance.

Nian Hong: "They can't be saved, trapped in this dangerous city, even the gods can't save them." ”

Xia Ji sat under the collapsed city walls, facing the place where the flare was emitted, and the enemy would probably appear from here.