Ji Jia, who was full of grief and indignation, left Mingyue Tower overnight without hesitation. In the end, he didn't understand why his father Ji Ying, who had always taken the word "righteousness" as his life criterion, chose to stand by and watch.

There are many complexities in the world that are beyond the comprehension of young people's spirits. At this time, Jiga's thoughts in his heart are only that he will never come back from now on!

The boy was still carrying his knife. After stepping out of the Mingyue Tower, he didn't look back again. The blood is boiling in his heart, even if he dies when he goes back, he has to rush back and die with his two good friends.

It's just that he didn't see that the person standing on the top of the building looked at his back with sad eyes, and he was more relieved to be hurt.

"At a young age, he is so loyal, if he has a son, the Ji family really lives up to his reputation......!"

Hearing the sigh behind him, Ji Ying didn't look back. It wasn't until the figure finally disappeared into the night of Chang'an City that he replied heavily.

"For a hundred years, the children of the family have never dared to forget the teachings of their ancestors...... Where righteousness lies, unyielding to death. How can my Ji Ying's son be an exception......? ”

The master father nodded, the Ji family's reputation in the rivers and lakes was not blown out. The family legacy has not fallen for a hundred years, and many things behind this are beyond the understanding of outsiders.

"But you don't have to be sad. Jiga should be fine...... Hehe. ”

There was some inexplicable meaning in the tone of the master father. Ji Ying didn't hear it, he thought it was just ordinary comfort.

According to the news that came back, it can be known that the Kyushu Hidden Gate, which raided Changle Yuan, dispatched nearly a thousand elite forces, which can be said to be inevitable. In this level of competition, even if Ji Jia is a child of the Ji family, what can he do? There is only death and no life. The reason why he was ruthless and didn't forcibly stop it was just to fulfill the family's reputation for loyalty. How can my heart not be hurt!

"Mr. Master does not need to persuade him. If the sacrifice made this time can be beneficial to Mr.'s layout, even if Jia'er dies, it will be worth it. ”

The master father has experienced human accidents and has insight into people's hearts, and he can certainly hear the grief hidden in Ji Ying's words. He looked up at the stars in the sky, smiled slightly, and finally spoke.

"You don't have to. What are the consequences of this...... Don't have to wait long, maybe you'll see it soon! ”

Ji Ying turned around in surprise, he saw the light in the other party's eyes. There's a strong, confident, and confident layout.

"Mr. Master...... You mean?"

“…… Changle Plateau...... It will be the burial place of the Kyushu Hidden Gate...... The power of the rivers and lakes should have been completely eradicated a long time ago! ”

There is not the slightest murderous aura in the words that are spoken softly, but the fate of tens of millions of people may change from now on. The entire rivers and lakes within the territory of the Han Dynasty have been turned upside down from this moment!

Ji Ying seemed to have a premonition, and he glanced at Zhao Yuan again. Zhao Yuan, who had relied heavily on the Ji family's intelligence system over the years, pointed to the northern sky with a calm face, but didn't say anything.

But that's enough! Ji Ying let out a long sigh in her heart. He knew that maybe from tomorrow, the world's rivers and lakes would be reorganized. The head was rolling and the blood was filled...... That's the price of angering someone!

At this time, Zhu Anshi was a little puzzled, he didn't know why there were so many people who were not afraid of death in the small land of Changle Yuan?

First there were three teenagers, then a few old men who were about to die, and Cui Hong, who was blocking everyone's advance with a sword.

In the firelight, the fierce battle a moment ago was thrilling. It was a real contest between masters, a moment of life and death! The death of the dead soul or the superbirth of the sword bottom all happened in the blink of an eye.

The five top masters of the Kyushu Hidden Sect with self-respecting identities, maybe only when death came, they regretted not making a move together. The other party's strength is beyond their imagination, and the master duel will kill him with one move. By the time the last two people reacted and struck left and right, it was too late.

Cui Hong, who had brought out his greatest potential, was like the wind, and the last powerful master covered his throat in disbelief, where a cut had been cut by the edge of the blade. When he slowly fell to the ground, the last thing he saw in his eyes was the blood-stained figure continuing to fight.

The hidden masters of the Kyushu Hidden Gate are naturally not trivial, and in order to preserve his physical strength, Cui Hong used all the tricks he used to deal with these people. In other words, it is to fight for your life! If ordinary people kill each other like this, they can only lose both. The top masters are different, whoever is faster and whose tricks are the most accurate will win and live, otherwise, it is a game of death!

Although he cooked five masters neatly, he also had several wounds on his body. The blood of the enemy was mixed with his own blood, and he stained the white shirt red. Cui Hong didn't pay attention to it, and with a light roar, the Wuque Sword once again shook the wind and dust, slashing the dozen big men who were killed head-on to the ground.

In the splash of blood, a pitch-black phantom deceives into it, as fast as lightning, and slashes diagonally at Cui Hong's back. In the midst of his busy schedule, he noticed the sharp sword intent, and when the sword was back, the swords intersected, but there was no expected slashing situation. Cui Hong's heart sank, knowing that the other party was a treasure knife. Jumping a few steps back, blocking the continuous attacks of several knives one after another, finally pulling the wound, the foot staggered, on the defensive, and the situation became a little critical.

Zhu Anshi, who took the opportunity to sneak attack, did not continue to besiege Cui Hong with the swarming big men. Although the knife just now did not kill or injure the opponent, since this opponent who fought to the death was already seriously injured, he couldn't hold out for long. With personal bravery, even if you are powerful, what can you do? It was expected that after a few moments, it would be engulfed by the violent sword mountain killing tide.

Zhu Anshi's vision is actually not wrong. Although the edge of the Wuque heavy sword is powerful and the lethality is huge, when it is unleashed, it is a move that opens and closes, and it consumes the most energy. Cui Hong's several knife wounds were bleeding nonstop, and his sword qi was barely blocked under the siege of turns, but it was no longer as sharp as when he first killed.

"I don't know how to retreat when I die, and I'm still holding on...... Then let him die! ”

Zhu Anshi muttered, and he didn't know whether to say it to himself or to others. At the end of the strong crossbow, it is difficult to last. The light of the Wuque Sword finally faded gradually, and maybe the next moment, Cui Hong, who was struggling to support him, could no longer hold on.

Seeing that the situation was like this, everyone in the camp had already made the final preparations. In that case, there is no need to say anything more. In the face of these vicious murderers, when the last moment comes, they can only fight with their best. Life or death, depending on fate.

It was almost two watches, and the light of the bright moon shrouded the land, and when the fire was extinguished, there seemed to be some faint sound coming from the wind. But in the face of this fierce battle of life and death, no one has noticed that several large ships with sails have finally docked at the dock of the Weihe River.

The warehouse by the dock was burning, and it was already visible from a distance. On the first boat to jump off was a man in his fifties who had clearly lost his body. However, he ignored the fire behind him, although these flames also engulfed many of his family's property, but compared to these, he turned to look at the figure walking on the deck, which was extremely important.

"Master Hou......?"

The man named Nie Yi hadn't been out in person for years. But this time, he not only used the strength of the Nie family in the fastest time, but also made every effort to prepare for the return journey of a cavalry of five hundred people. and personally led the Nie family's fleet to escort the whole process, down the river from the waterway, directly to Weishui...... The reason why he did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles at this age when he was rich and wealthy was only a person on this ship.

"Uncle Nie, it's been hard all the way. You don't have to worry about the rest, take these brothers from the north and rest well on the ship. ”

The young figure who appeared at the bow of the ship spoke gently, and after years of court battles and military career, he had already polished the invincible edge on his body into a warm and moist jade. Although there is not the slightest majesty, as long as this person stands there, it is a mountain to look up to.

Nie Yi nodded respectfully. Since they first met, this person has been his lifelong nobleman. From that moment on, he, like many of his followers, was convinced of what the young man said and whatever decisions he made, and never changed.

In midsummer, the Weishui is abundant and mighty, flows through the entire Guanzhong Plain, and joins Jingshui near Chang'an to form the Jingwei water system. These two big rivers and the rest of the tributaries, "eight rivers around Chang'an", pregnant with this imperial foundation.

On the wide water surface of the Wei River, the four or five big boats behind them landed smoothly, and they did not wait long.

If someone from the Kyushu Hidden Gate suddenly saw the scene in front of them at this time, they would definitely be shocked. As the first cavalryman in full armor led his horse and stepped onto the land on the shore, cavalry warriors in the same costume came out one after another from these ships, and in a short time, all of them gathered in the open space next to the dock storehouse.

The blazing fire, obscuring the light of armor and swords. This 500-horse Han cavalry, with the dust and iron-blooded breath of the northern country, lined up quietly on the land of Changle Plateau.

They are all true warriors who have been baptized by thousands of miles of battlefields. After several months of journey and fighting, whether it was the people of the Western Regions, the Dawan people, the Qiang people or the Huns, they were all defeated in their hands, killing the king and breaking the country, invincible!

"Master......!"

When the last of the Red Fire Divine Horse jumped ashore, the general, who was already furious, looked back at the man who rushed to the bow of the ship and shouted. The other party just nodded.

"Go ahead, this time...... Don't be merciful! ”

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