At the foot of the mountain, by the stream, the water vapor in the morning light was very cold. But homeless people are not afraid of these anymore, and their hearts are cold, and sometimes they can kill people more than the cold of their bodies.

Shui Rou took the white silk cloth, washed it, and gently wiped the flesh and blood that Axiu's ten nails had turned up. Finally, he took clean gauze and wrapped his fingers.

I was afraid that he would hurt, but I found that Ah Xiu was still looking at the sky motionlessly, and he didn't shed tears, but there was nothing in his eyes, and the whole person was dead silent.

"Ah Xiu, the master is really gone, the senior sister will take you to Maoshan to find my brother, okay?"

Ah Xiu didn't answer, let Shui Rou silently wrap herself in clothes and carry it on her back, and slowly descended the mountain step by step.

Taixuanzong, in the dark night, the black clouds pressed the moon, almost to the point where he couldn't recognize things.

A white fox, quietly stalking in the grass. It had a clear bottle in its mouth, and it was hiding from the patrols in the night. tried to go down the mountain quietly, but was still seen by a female disciple.

The female disciple frowned and was about to speak, but she saw a flash of light in the fox's eyes, and she continued to walk away as if she hadn't seen anything.

The white fox bit the bottle tightly, left Taixuan without looking back, and finally disappeared into the vast night.

In the world, on Maoshan Mountain.

An old man with a goatee in a very old but clean robe, standing quietly on the edge of the cliff, looking at the blood rolling in the distance, worried.

"Master, let's ...... Don't you want to go down the mountain yet? I heard that it's about to hit Fog City, and the next thing is our Maoshan Mountain. A young Taoist priest said behind him, with a tentative look in his eyes.

It's been three months. Three months ago, the general sent by the emperor died on the battlefield, and the emperor of the world held a banquet to celebrate his achievements, threatening to destroy the world! Originally, the children of the immortal family should not participate in the dispute, but the Marquis of Jingzhou was too brutal and extravagant, which was really a disaster in the world, and it was difficult to get rid of the anger of the people.

"Suzumo, come here." Qingxuzi retracted his gaze and looked back at his apprentice.

Closing his eyes, a guqin appeared in his hand.

"Master...... This is? Shui Mo looked at the master's serious face, and instantly understood.

"This is my Fu Xiqin, with the Broken Soul Bell, Xuanyuan Sword, Kongtong Mirror, Dragon and Phoenix Flute, and Bicang as the six artifacts. If there is chaos today, it will be time for us to go down the mountain. After going through this experience, I don't know if I can come back, so you stay on this mountain and guard this Maoshan Mountain for Master. When Qingping is prosperous, I will bring your junior disciples back, if you can't come back......" Qingxuzi looked at his apprentice and raised his head violently, his eyes were full of tears.

"Nope! Master, since the disciple is the head of the same sect in this Maoshan Mountain, he must lead the disciples to kill the enemy and serve the country, and return this peaceful and prosperous world! This Fuxiqin, the disciples can't keep it. Master should give it to the little junior brother, he is still young, let him guard Maoshan Mountain! Shui Mo knelt down and pleaded with Qingxuzi.

"Well, that's it. If I didn't owe Jiang Qiong that old boy a promise, how could I bear to take you to death? What happened in Jingzhou, I have to personally help his grandson, but it will affect you. Qingxuzi leaned over lovingly and helped up the end of the water.

His apprentice has always been righteous, and he has always shared worries and solved problems for him, but now he is not deeply involved in the world, but he has to face this vicious world, and Qingxuzi can't bear it.

"Master, it is my duty to protect the people and support Mingjun. How can you say it? The disciple went to prepare for the descent from the mountain. Shui Mo didn't wait for the master to answer, he just got up and left, he was afraid of being left behind...... Suddenly, a chill felt between his heart and lungs, and he saw a light hit him.

The Fuxiqin in Qingxuzi's hand was gone, and Shui Mo looked back blankly.

"This piano is handed over to you, this time down the mountain, if there is a place that the teacher can't take care of, you have to take care of your peers. When necessary, use this instrument to save your life. Qingxuzi looked at the apprentice who was instantly happy, waved his hand and jumped away.

He couldn't help laughing, this stupid apprentice.

On the second day, facing the mountain light, the Maoshan disciples poured out of the nest. The white robes are connected in a line on the rugged path, and the mountain gate behind them is sealed. In this battle, they will not leave a way out!

Jingzhou, Jingzhou City.

At this moment, in Jingzhou, it is no longer the original Jingzhou where people live and work in peace and contentment, and now every household has a closed door, because there are teams of patrols outside, and if you are not careful, it will be a tragedy......

An extremely ornate, palatial palace.

Walls paved with gold, floors paved with jade. There were several women in light veils, and they shook their waists. Under the almost transparent tulle, there are delicate curves, which want to cover up.

The fiery dance made them sweat lightly, and the light veil stuck to their bodies. Sticking to the jade-like skin, it is really like holding the pipa and half-covering his face.

The first man in his forties and fifties, wearing a black dragon robe and a big belly, looked at it with a light in his eyes, and finally couldn't help it, and beckoned them to come up. Several women danced lightly and tactfully, went up the white jade ladder, and finally snuggled up to him in twos and threes. kept provoking the man's desires, and several hands that were as soft as bones pulled away his clothes one after another.

He tore open a woman's light veil as if she was not wearing, took her chest in one mouth, and listened to the woman's bewitching moans, only to feel that the bones were half crispy!

But two other women stepped aside, beside a strange man with a wide open robe and an open chest.

"Why, hasn't he spoken yet?" The man asked.

The Emperor of the World Destroyer raised his head from the woman's plump chest and replied, "No, the mouth is very hard!" According to what you say, send in a child. ”

In the gloomy dungeon, the bloody smell sank in the dungeon, and the smell was particularly unpleasant.

The uncle in white, who had his eyes cut, was even more sloppy. He was hung on a cross, without a piece of good flesh, and hung with red leeches that were particularly oozing, and on his chest were all kinds of whips and burns, and pus and blood were bubbling from his chest.

In the empty secret room, all the utensils on the wall were stained with blood, and there were thousands of dense ones. In the dead space, there was a hoarse and weak male voice, which sounded faintly.

"The wind is blowing, and the clouds are flying; Ambitious children, return to hometown; Horse leather shroud, no one forgets; A baker's dozen...... Tiger Guard, Guard, Emperor, hahahahaha......" He chanted a war song softly, and then laughed heartily to himself.

It seems to be happy and ironic, and there are some tiredness that I haven't even experienced.

Jiang Zhige thought that at this point, he should sing some soft lyrics and willow tunes, after all, he likes to listen to Qinglou's tunes the most.

But in his mind, it kept echoing, the war song that he didn't know who made up for that stinky boy, and finally couldn't help singing, a little laborious, but it was also full of anger, and it was best to pass the boring time.

There was also a bit of pleasure in singing, Jiang Zhige remembered the stinky boy in those years, and he was as ruthless as a wolf when he went to the battlefield. Countless blades have been changed on his hands, and many scars have been added. When he finally picked up Xuanyuan, the blood-colored imperial aura appeared on the battlefield at a glance, and he was really handsome!

At that time, Jiang Zhige finally understood that his cheap apprentice, who had never grown tall, and who had always been afraid of hardship, tiredness and death, had grown up...... Finally, he didn't need his protection, and the emperor of Jiang Guo was stronger than him.

The chain of bolts from his shoulder blades, penetrated and fixed to the wall, dripping blood said that the iron chains slipped down, and there were ten of them on his body, passing through his hands and feet, the sides of his waist, his thighs, and his neck, there were too many chains to make it difficult for him to move.

"Uncle, are you ...... What are you singing? A little girl came out of the darkness, and when she saw the man's terrifying appearance, she couldn't help but retreat in fear.

"Uncle, you're singing...... Don't be afraid, I'll teach you! Come! ”

"The wind is blowing, and the clouds are flying; Ambitious children, return to hometown; Horse leather shroud, no one forgets; Thirteen Tiger Guards, Defend the Emperor! ”

"Gale ......"

"!"

"The Wind Blows ......"

"The clouds are flying!"

……

The imperial city, under the city gates, the army is about to be marched.

"I've always sent you away, when can I go out with you once?" Gu Mengmeng put the Xuanyuan Sword firmly on Jiang Yuze's waist.

He took two more steps back and checked that there was nothing wrong with him. The perfect emperor, full of royal majesty, is obviously so majestic, but ...... It's so sad.

"Next time, next time I'll take you out to play, anywhere." Jiang Yuze looked at the junior sister whose eyes were a little red and swollen, and obviously had not slept all night, and finally felt a little guilty, it had been almost ten years since the banquet master left them.

For ten years, the good years of my daughter's family have been wasted in this palace and the government and the opposition.

Mengmeng has been by his side for ten years, but he hasn't gone out to swim Jiang Guoshan once, and every time he goes out, he is doing errands. When it's done, I'm going to come back non-stop, and I've never had a good rest, and I even have to pick the time to get sick when I'm sick.

"Good! I'll be waiting for you here, and when you come back, you're going to give me a vacation! She picked up her brother's big hand and put it on her face, sticking it to her face like she loved to pinch her face on weekdays.

"Senior brother, you must come back well, don't break your promise......" He couldn't help it as he spoke, and the tip of his nose hurt.

Jiang Yuze was burned by her tears, and it burned to his heart. He hugged his junior sister, and after a while, Gu Mengmeng stopped crying, he wiped her clean with his sleeve, turned over directly on the horse, and the army set off!

Walking out of the city, the black pressure was overwhelming, only the sound of walking, neatly like a puppet, and there was not even any extra feelings. Because they are soldiers.

From beginning to end, Jiang Yuze, who stepped out of the imperial city, did not look back. He can't give his junior sister a promise, because the battlefield is ruthless, and life and death are fateful. Whether he will come back alive or not is up to him. If he is really a horse leather shroud, then, Meng Meng, you will guard this Jiang country for me.

In the Taixu Sect, a row of tables was placed in the square, and on the tables were forms and sticks, and behind the tables were crowded with Taixu disciples.

With the permission of her master, Xiao Ling'er began to take her disciples out of the mountain to practice, because although she is not very old now, she is enough to take people down the mountain to practice.