There were a few people sleeping on the ground in the main village, and Li Shan leaned on the fur couch with a headache.

Zhang Hun got drunk in the middle of the night last night and went to find that Yan Xi, why hasn't he come back yet, according to his temperament, he should kill her after playing.

Lumberjacks and bandits with sticks lay under the tables and slept soundly. Caught Yan Xi, Zhang Hun was happy to reward them for eating and drinking together, and the fun was called a good time.

The lumberjack didn't know what kind of dream he had, so he smashed it and smacked his mouth, and snorted happily.

Li Shan was not at ease, sat up slowly, and prepared to find Zhang Hun.

As soon as his eyes swept to the door, he met Li Xin, who was approaching with a fan.

Li Shan recognized him, and that day in the bazaar, he kicked Zhang Hun and flew out. I'm afraid I'm not here to find Yan Xi today.

"Who are you? Register your name. Li Shan knew that this person was extraordinary, so he tried his best to delay the time, waiting for Zhang Hun to come back and make plans.

"There are just a few of you left," Li Xin leaned against the door, his voice spoke without the slightest emotion, and the direction of the backlight made him look a little evil.

"How many of us are left?" Li Shan didn't deliberately pretend to be confused, he really didn't understand what this sentence meant, "What do you want to say?" ”

"When you hijacked Yan Xi yesterday, did you want to say anything?"

Li Shan didn't know that Yan Xi had been rescued, and when he heard what he said, he was even more sure that he was coming to the door to ask for someone.

"Miss Yan Xi is not with us, I don't know what you are talking about."

Li Xin didn't raise his eyelids, but just lowered his head and played with the fan in his hand, "I don't repent." ”

The lumberjack lying on the ground finished his dream, scratched his face and sat up, and kicked the bandit next to him awake by the way.

"Why? Miss Yan Xi is really not with us. Li Shan saw that the comer was not good, so he could only force himself to laugh. The lumberjacks and bandits sat up with their waists stretched and hummed, and they saw the man standing against the light in the doorway.

"Is that you?" The lumberjack's sleepiness was swept away, and the axe that had turned into powder that day still scared him, and bluffed, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Revenge." The contempt in Li Xin's tone was Zhaozhao, and he completely regarded them as ants.

The bandit next to him was not happy, he had never seen how powerful Li Xin was, he only felt that he looked weak and soft, and he could crush him to death without much effort.

"Cowardly," the bandit glanced at the lumberjack, then stood up again, and shouted violently, "The little white face is here to spread the wilderness of Lao Tzu-"

The words stopped abruptly, blood instantly filled his throat, the bandit's eyes widened, his lips moved a few times and then he lay on the ground with a bang, his body twitched twice, and finally stopped moving.

The lumberjack opened his mouth widely, watching the strong man who was still energetic just now suddenly turned into a corpse, and the whole person froze in place, "Big man, the little one was found temporarily.. Tree cutters, tree cutters! I have never done anything unreasonable, and I know that I am not a bandit..."

"I'm tired," Li Xin didn't listen to him at all, and played with a flower in his hand with the fan he had withdrawn from the strong man, and threw it in one direction.

The edges of the folding fan that had crossed the spiritual power seemed to have a layer of brilliance, which was reflected in the lumberjack's pupils more and more clearly.

"Don't—" The lumberjack felt the breath of death looming and kicked his legs back twitchingly.

The next moment, his breathing suddenly froze, and there was an extra blood mark on his neck that was exactly the same as that of the bandits.

"Someone..."Li Shan's limited cleverness collapsed directly in the face of death, and he ran out of the village without wearing shoes or even rolling belts, "Someone-"

More than a dozen corpses were scattered in the courtyard, each with a blood mark on their neck, their eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that they had not yet seen how they had died.

Slaughtered!

After killing so many people, the few people in the stockade did not hear a single sound.

All the strength in Li Shan's body was drained in an instant, and he knelt on the ground with a dead face, and he really couldn't escape.

"Why don't you run away?" Li Xin walked out from behind him with a leisurely stroll, "Zhang Hun is so stupid, he definitely doesn't know how to catch Yan Xi." Was it your idea? ”

"It's not me... It's not me..."The desire to survive made Li Shan unconsciously begin to excuse himself, he now knows what it means to be in a cold sweat, his mouth trembles when he speaks, and a cry like a bellows emanates from his chest.

Li Xin looked at him condescendingly, frost seemed to appear on his expressionless face, but his voice was soft and soft, "It's late, those who have hurt Miaoyi will die!" ”

Death came as scheduled, and before Li Shan could hear what he was saying, he was cut by a folding fan and his throat was cut.

Li Xin crossed his body with spiritual power, and there was not a drop of blood on the hem of his clothes. In this way, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and everyone in the main village of the whirlwind village was slaughtered like a garden.

Wherever Tsing Yi goes, he folds a fan to ask for his life, and does not kill innocent people.

When they arrived outside the main village, the strong men who were still patrolling when they came all ran away like monkeys, and those who hadn't finished packing up saw Li Xin come out, and sat on the ground trembling in fright.

Li Xin glanced at him, and the strong man was so frightened that he was about to cry.

"Less. . . Young Hero..."

Li Xin shook his head and laughed, and walked out of the gate of the stockade without saying anything.

Thousands of years ago, the innocent and innocent little Wutong, at this time, his hands were also stained with the blood of mortals.

The gentle and elegant fairy was also entangled in the fall of a love word.

Li Xin has no regrets and is not afraid. He is a sycamore planted and cultivated by Miaoyi herself, and after being tormented by guilt and thoughts for thousands of years, even if he is no longer clean, he is willing to be willing to take the first disease for it.

In the morning, there were no clouds, and the sky was cloudy. The grass bowed its head, the trees bent over, and the whole Xiushui Mountain was shrouded in gloom.

In the warehouse, Zhang Hun's lifeless corpse suddenly twitched twice visibly.

Yan Xi leaned against the window, looking at the black clouds in the distance, and felt some palpitations inexplicably.

Luoyu, what the hell are you doing?

***

The streets are criss-crossed, the brocade and silk are noisy, and the shops are lined up, and if the people of Wynn City are rich, then the people here are luxurious.

Under Qin Shi's best efforts to maintain Mobei, everyone can eat well, but his life is not relaxed and rich, and there is no comparison with this Yijing.

In the imperial city under the feet of the Son of Heaven, all the poverty and depravity were covered, as if the original appearance of the Great Zhou was so prosperous, but as everyone knows, it was all an illusion used by the bureaucrats to excuse themselves.

"Elder Qin, Elder Yan, Young General," He Run lifted the curtain, "Let's go meet the saint." ”

Qin Tengfang nodded, "There is labor." ”

Qin Yan knew that the three of them wanted to rest, but since He Run said so, it must have been ordered by the emperor to enter the palace non-stop after entering Beijing. He was smart this time, too, and didn't ask anything.

The eaves are red tiles, the wall is undulating in the form of waves, the red door of vermilion lacquer is opened by the guards, and the group comes directly to the study of Emperor Deyang - Mingde Hall.

It stands to reason that the face saint should change into court clothes, bathe and change clothes before entering the palace, but Emperor Deyang acted like this in order to make them feel close to them in their hearts, regardless of red tape and etiquette.

"Let's go first to report to the emperor," He Run got off the sedan chair at the gate of the palace, no matter how rampant he was, he didn't dare to pose in front of the emperor.

The guards stepped forward to unload the weapons and swords that several people were carrying, and Qin Shi and Qin Tengfang handed them out very cooperatively.

When it came to Yan Chongzhao, he stood still, and the guards were embarrassed, "Please General Yan unload his weapon." ”

"What?" Yan Chongzhao flashed his eyes twice, opened his arms and spun around, "I didn't bring it." ”

The guards were speechless, and the general of Pingsha back then wore the same clothes as a man, not even a sword.

"Really, don't believe it," Yan Chongzhao shook his arms again, flirted with the hem of his clothes, and finally even took off his boots.

The guard was shocked and said no, no, and stepped aside.

After a while, He Run bowed down and said, "Please come with me." ”

On the throne of the gold lacquer carved dragon, Emperor Deyang is writing, his temples are white, his figure is slightly round, but he does not show the color of the old dragon clock, and there is still a kind of self-respecting imperial momentum.

"Minister Qin Tengfang,"

"Grass people Yan Chongzhao,"

"Chen Qinxi,"

"See the Holy One, long live my emperor, long live long live."

Emperor Deyang put the brush on the case, was overjoyed, and laughed loudly, "Flat, flat!" ”

"Long live thanks."

"Give me a seat," Emperor Deyang paced to the small table next to him, and sat down with a hem of his clothes, "Come on, talk to me." ”

The eunuch bowed down and took the cushion and put it on the table, and He Run bent down and stood behind Emperor Deyang, and the three of them thanked each other and sat down.

"This is the osmanthus cake just made by the imperial chef, how about you taste it," Emperor Deyang was like an official master who warmly entertained his friends, "This dragon whisker cake, Chongzhao, you eat it quickly, I remember, you loved to eat this back then." ”

Yan Chongzhao was named, and quickly thanked him and picked up a piece to eat, he was indeed the most favorite to eat dragon whisker cake when he was still the guard of Emperor Deyang, at that time Emperor Deyang was still an unfavored prince, and treated him like a brother, and the two often ate together.

But the past has passed, Yan Chongzhao asked him to cut his position, and returned to his hometown, taking Chu Wudan to live in Yongli City. He has the grace of the king, but Emperor Deyang still treats him as before.

Tasting this dragon whisker cake, my heart was a little sour.

Emperor Deyang was still talking like a homely person, "Ceyun is getting more and more like your father's demeanor back then." As he spoke, he reached out and patted Qin Shi's shoulder, "Grown up." ”

Qin Xian went to Kyoto to report on his work in the Jinluan Palace, and he had not spoken to the emperor like an elder or a junior, so he was a little flattered for a while, and hurriedly got up and saluted, "Thank you, Emperor!" ”

Emperor Deyang laughed and deliberately reproached, "This is not a court, there are not so many etiquette, Ceyun doesn't have to be too restrained, just eat whatever you like." ”

"Your father is the minister of our Great Zhou, and he has done his best for my Great Zhou, and he is a real general."

When Qin Yan heard the emperor say this, he was flustered and violated the etiquette, so he sat back on the cushion.

Qin Tengfang is not as guilty as Yan Chongzhao, nor is he as flustered as Qin Xian, he is an old minister of the two emperors, and he knows more about the emperor than they do.

In the face of Emperor Deyang's greetings, Qin Tengfang just said thank the emperor lukewarmly, did not eat, did not interject, and there was no expression on his face.

It looks more alienated than the emperor.