Outside North Los Angeles.

In the corner of the endless plain, a carriage was quietly parked, and the horses were humming hot air in their nostrils, chewing on the green grass on the plain.

The moonlight sprinkled deeply from the air, making the plains covered in silver, and they were exceptionally cold and beautiful.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted.

The rickety old man got out of the carriage, took his hands, and looked at the big city of Beiluo looming in the night.

The coachman was a man with a broken arm, his face was pale, and he followed behind Mobeike.

"Shougui, what time is it?"

"After another tea time, it will be ugly. Sticky Gui's voice was a little hoarse.

He looked at North Los Angeles with a cold look in his eyes.

After all, one of his arms was cut off by Ning Zhao, and Ning Zhao was the servant of Young Master Lu, so this hatred naturally fell on Young Master Lu.

"It's ugly......"

Mo Beike took a deep breath, and the bags in his eyes trembled.

According to the agreement, once the Northern Luocheng is mastered, Wei Luan, the son of the Yin and Yang Family, will release a signal, however, ......

It started when it was a child, and now it has come to the ugly time.

North Los Angeles is still quiet and terrifying, quiet and panicking, like a dormant poisonous snake, exuding coldness in the dark.

"Failed ......"

Mo Beike was a little stunned, and exhaled a breath, the wind in the middle of the night was a little cold, blowing his beard and fluttering gently.

"Defend the return, hurry up and go to the North County. ”

Mobeike got back into the carriage.

"Wow. ”

Holding the whip in one arm, he pulled it down sharply, and the carriage suddenly turned around and galloped away.

The wind was blowing, the long hair was flying, and he looked back at Beiluo City, and there was a wisp of hatred like a poisonous snake in his eyes.

......

The edge of Wolong Ridge.

A bonfire burns, illuminating the depths of the surrounding forest.

On the carpet covered with hay, a graceful figure lay on its side.

Xiang Shaoyun sat by the bonfire, he swallowed his aura, and the dark demonic energy around his body was constantly circulating.

"Reversing the immortal method is the magic ......"

"A thought of immortals, a thought of demons?"

Xiang Shaoyun muttered.

This time, he almost died, but he sold a soul to the demon, turned into a demon, killed a way out, and survived.

He looked back and saw Luo Mingsang sleeping on the hay, the evil aura on Xiang Shaoyun's face disappeared cleanly, and only gentleness remained.

Seeing the woman's quiet face and the quiet years, he had no regrets.

In fact, he doesn't have any intention of competing for hegemony.

He unveiled the rebellion, just to make her the most honorable woman in the whole world, to let her have everything.

In fact, Xiang Shaoyun's favorite is still the most martial arts and the ultimate in his own strength.

It is said that iron men have tenderness, and Xiang Shaoyun is no exception.

The softness of his heart is Lo Ming-san.

Childhood sweethearts from childhood to adulthood.

However, turning his head back and looking at the burning bonfire, Xiang Shaoyun's gaze became more and more cold, bursting with a shocking murderous aura.

"Mobei Ke ......"

"It's a pity that you didn't kill me, since you didn't kill me, the world is ...... It will never fall into your Mo family!"

Xiang Shaoyun's deep voice tore through the night.

While Xiang Shaoyun was staring at the bonfire.

On the hay, the long eyelashes of the woman lying on her side trembled slightly, looking at the back of the scar sitting on the bonfire, like a bright star, a touch of tenderness emerged in her eyes.

After the tenderness, there is a struggle, pain and sadness intertwined.

She closed her eyes.

There was some painful murmuring in my heart.

"Shaoyun, Mingsang is not worth it from you, it is not worth it. ”

......

Drunken Dragon City.

The fog was thick, and the whole city fell into a deathly silence like Beiluo, and everyone was sleeping.

Outside the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Jiang Li, who was wearing silver armor and covering his mouth and nose with a white cloth, grabbed the helmet with one hand, looked at the small courtyard with deep eyes, and could see the girl who fell asleep because of the yin and yang fireflies in the farmhouse.

The girl slept sweetly, as if she had some beautiful dream, the dimples on her cheeks bloomed like peach blossoms, and her pretty face was slightly red.

Jiang Li's face was expressionless, and then, put on his helmet and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, his thumb and forefinger pressed against his lips in a circle, like a whistle.

A white horse galloped in the night, and white horsehair flew all over the place.

Jiang Li's figure fell on the white horse, where he had a spear pinned to the saddle of the white horse, and an unsheathed rusty sword was carried at his waist.

After getting on the horse, Jiang Li hooked his feet and started with a spear.

Turned into a white light and ran on the long street of Drunken Dragon City in the night.

Several figures covering their mouths and noses followed behind Jiang Li, entering the vast night of Drunken Dragon City.

Long Street.

The Yin and Yang family Fang Shi emerged like ghosts.

There are trap beasts roaring, and there are Gu worms flying......

The bloody rain swept through the entire Drunken Dragon City.

Jiang Li's eyes were like torches, the sound of white horses' hooves exploding, as rapid as raindrops, holding a spear and silver armor, leading his men, like a sharp long sword, piercing the darkness brought by the Yin Yang family Fangshi.

It was a bloody night.

Compared to the crushing of North Los Angeles.

The war in Drunken Dragon City is the normal cruelty.

The horror of the Yin and Yang family Fangshi was vividly displayed on this night, and there were even the mechanism beasts of the organ family, as well as the Mo family rangers.

The three were like terrifying hands, destroying the strong defenses of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

When the first rays of dawn burst out from the end of the horizon and spread over the earth.

On the long street, which had been bloody all night, there was the sound of armor clanging.

Jiang Li walked out of the corpse step by step, he threw the spear on the ground, put his hand on the hilt of the rusty sword that was unsheathed at his waist and spat out, behind him, the shattered machine beast, the corpses of the Yin and Yang family monks piled up all over the ground......

Of course, there are also corpses belonging to his men.

Jiang Li's face was numb, he had seen too many deaths, and he had long been accustomed to it.

The dawn shone on his face, making him squint.

Behind him, a woman covered in blood followed him.

"Dispose of the corpse ......"

"When everyone wakes up, keep the city. ”

Jiang Li said.

"Wow. ”

The woman answered tiredly, and when she saw the unsheathed rusty sword at Jiang Li's waist, fanaticism suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Master Jiang's rusty sword has never been unsheathed, which shows that this crisis is nothing at all.

Watching Jiang Li leave with blood marks one step at a time, covered in blood, the frenzy in the woman's eyes disappeared, with a little complexity, she knew where Jiang Li was going, and she didn't bother with the past.

Farm yard.

Jiang Li took off his helmet and picked up the bloody cloth covering his mouth and nose, and his hair was a little messy.

He entered the farmhouse, blew out the candle that was about to burn out, and looked at the cheek of the girl who was sleeping quietly, and he stretched out his hand and trembled, fearing that the blood would stain her face, so he withdrew it.

Walked to the door of the farmhouse, sat on the threshold with his sword on his shoulder, his waist straight, and looked at the morning light of the broken clouds on the horizon.

Watch the clouds roll and wait for the girl to wake up.

Inside the house.

The girl woke up leisurely, and at a glance saw a burly figure sitting on the threshold.

She exclaimed, sat up suddenly, and Xiao Fengyi, a chicken cub sleeping in her chest and a nap, was suddenly thrown out.

Landed beside the bloody figure sitting at the threshold.

Jiang Li glanced at the chicken cub expressionlessly, and then looked at the girl on the bed, raising his eyebrows.

"It's ...... Chicken in soup today?"

The white blue bird blushed with shame.

"Uncle Jiang, when did you come?"

She was afraid, pinched Xiaofeng and stuffed it into the placket of her chest, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

"The soup will be ready soon, Uncle Jiang, you wait......"

After a while.

Jiang Li put the blood-stained helmet on the ground, drank the orange chicken soup and ate the fragrant chicken.

The white blue bird pressed his chin and looked at Jiang Li, who was drinking soup and eating chicken, and his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

The first time she saw Jiang Li covered in blood, she was really scared.

However, after seeing more, she got used to it, and she was not afraid of blood.

She just likes to watch him drink soup so quietly, what did he do, or what he killed, what does it have to do with her?

A pot of soup to the bottom.

Jiang Li wiped the oil stains from his mouth.

Stand up.

"I'm leaving. ”

After drinking the soup and leaving, he stayed from a short time.

"That chicken...... Fattening point. Jiang Li walked to the door, stopped, and said.

He glanced at Xiao Fengyi, who had a head popping out of the placket of the white blue bird's chest, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He's definitely not the sour chicken cub.

It's just plain ...... I think that chicken soup might be delicious.

......

Great Zhou, Imperial Capital.

At dawn.

The warm morning sun sprinkled the land.

Outside the Imperial City, there were six fast horses, and the sound of horses' hooves exploded like raindrops, rushing into the capital without slowing down.

These six fast horses are from the six moats of the imperial capital, and there is urgent news to be delivered.

The main hall of the Royal Palace.

After reading the six urgent letters, Yu Wenxiu threw them out suddenly, was furious, and slapped the dragon chair with a slap, and the sound of concussion lingered in the hall.

The officials looked at each other, and some of the senior officials who got the information lowered their heads and did not dare to come out.

The old eunuch picked up the urgent item.

"Read!"

Yu Wenxiu ordered with a cold face.

The old eunuch did not dare to be disobedient, and read the urgent news in a sharp voice.

Suddenly, hundreds of officials were shocked!

The six major moats of the Great Zhou Emperor were attacked.

The three cities of Beiluo, Zuilong, Wangtian and Pingnan were difficult to defend, and the city lords of the two cities of Yuanchi and Tong'an were killed, and the families in the city were in turmoil, and the people were panicked.

Yu Wenxiu looked at the hundred officials who only knew the shock, and his face was full of disappointment.

waved his sleeves and retreated, and hurried to the library.

......

At a time when the imperial capital was shaken by the attack on the six major moats.

North Los Angeles, Lufu.

The morning sun is shining.

Bring up the morning rush and comfort.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and drank porridge.

In front of him, Ni Yu tied the head of the ball, teary-eyed, beat his chest and feet, and looked at Lu Fan with blank eyes.