The Northern Dynasty camp near Yishui has been breached.

The Southern Korean army of 6,000 people, under the leadership of the ghost scholar, drove the Northern Dynasty rout all the way to the north of Qilu to pursue, although Weihou Zhao Lian never appeared.

But the commander-in-chief, who was old in the battle formation, had already given orders to the thousands of sergeants stationed near Jinan Mansion.

After Qiu Buping defeated the elite of the Northern Dynasty in the First Battle, Shen Qiu and others assassinated the general Yeluzong in the army, the war in the land of Qilu has entered a new stage.

In the past in Qilu, it was the northern dynasty that attacked, and the southern dynasty defended, and there was a non-helper village in the middle.

Now, the village of right and wrong has been broken, the enemy is dead, and the elite of the Northern Dynasty has been lost, although in the line from Liaocheng to Dezhou, the Northern Dynasty still has tens of thousands of elite defenses.

But judging from the current situation, in the next few years, the Northern Dynasties will shrink north of the Yellow River in the land of Qilu.

In other words, this can be regarded as the chaos in the land of Qilu after more than ten years of repeated tug-of-war, and finally ended with the Southern Dynasty gaining the upper hand.

Most of Qilu's territory south of the Yellow River was essentially incorporated into the territory of the Southern Dynasties.

However, these have nothing to do with the hatred anymore.

"Little brother of Broken Iron, please also mourn and change."

Outside the Yishui Canyon, the monk turned the Buddha beads and said to Xiao Tie, who was carrying white filial piety and had red and swollen eyes:

"I went to bury the enemy of the village, if there is nowhere to go, I will come to Luoyang.

My righteous brother, Lei Lie, the leader of the Heluo Gang, has been friends with the lord of the enemy village for a long time, and this time he has beaten the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty together, and he is a close friend who has never met.

If you come to Heluo Gang, we will treat you with the courtesy of your relatives. ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Tie lost his father, and this is the time of pain.

He cheered up and hugged his fist at the monk Lang, and said:

"The Heluo Gang did not hesitate to lend a helping hand when the village was most critical, and also helped my father break through the camp of the Northern Dynasty and extinguish the disaster of Qilu, I am very grateful.

I also asked the Lei Gang Leader to take care of those brothers who were right and wrong. ”

"Little brother, don't worry."

The monk said in a deep voice:

"Although my Heluo Gang is not as famous as the world, but since I have promised to hate the owner of the village, I will not let the brothers in the village have no results.

The poor monk has to rush back to Luoyang to deal with the handover affairs, so he won't go to Qinglong Mountain with you this time.

There are also Southern Dynasty Tanma on this way, you must be careful. ”

After speaking, the monk pronounced the Buddha's name, nodded goodbye to Shen Qiu and the others not far away, and then turned on his horse and left with a team of Heluo elites.

When Xiao Tie returned to everyone, he heard Hua Qing Gongzi say:

"Our life-hating master is really a clever man with all sides, obviously it was the Heluo Gang who received the elite remnants of the Zhai, and his strength has been greatly strengthened.

This, in turn, still owes the Heluo Gang a favor. ”

"But they did help."

Shen Qiu looked at the white cloth wrapped around his arm, and then at the coffin carried by the carriage beside him, he shook his head, and said with some interest:

"If it weren't for the thousand-person army of the Heluo Gang to disrupt the camp of the Northern Dynasty, we wouldn't have been so smooth in assassinating Yeluzong, and we could be regarded as inheriting that Lei Ye's love."

Having said this, Shen Qiu rushed up the carriage and asked Qingqing, who was riding on Xiuhe's shoulder, swaying from side to side:

"Girl, there's something I want to ask you.

When you followed the monk to move the rescue troops and attack the camp of the Northern Dynasty, did you set the fire? ”

Qingqing followed the monk Lang in the camp of the Northern Dynasty before.

With Xiuhe's protection, she was not injured.

And it was the first time to experience such a super-large-scale war, and at this time, the excitement in my heart had not yet dissipated, and when I heard the senior brother asking, the little junior sister shook her head and replied:

"No, it's not."

Qingqing blinked and said:

"When I arrived at the camp of the Northern Dynasty with Master Hate and the Heluo Gang, there was already a fire there, and the fire was very big, and the camp was in chaos.

Master Lang said that it was someone who specifically assassinated the captain in the northern army camp to spread the chaos to that point.

He said that it may be that the owner of the enemy village has also found other helpers. ”

"Really?"

Shen Qiu glanced at the mountain ghosts beside him, and there was a slight worry in their eyes.

After the carriage walked out a few miles, the young man said goodbye to the few people in front of him, who was always smiling, and the immortal disciples like old cats rode on the horses.

Holding the folding fan, clasping his hands into fists, he said to the others:

"The matter of right and wrong is over, and I have also seen the end of a generation of heroes.

This red dust washed my heart, I benefited a lot, and my mood also made a breakthrough. Next, it's time to find a place to settle down and practice.

Guys, let's see you again in the future. ”

He smiled and pulled up the reins of the horse, and under the reluctant gaze of Qingqing and Xiao Tie, the boy in the white Confucian shirt shook his hand.

rode a horse alone and walked into the Qilu dusk.

Under the setting sun, this immortal disciple quickly disappeared into the vast wilderness.

"Hua Qing is a clever person."

Shen Qiumu sent the young man away, and he said softly:

"He must have expected it, our trip back to Qinglong Mountain must not be so smooth, this guy is avoiding the disaster, it's really cunning."

"I can't see through him."

The mountain ghost who was sitting on the front beam of the carriage with Shen Qiu held the sword, closed his eyes, and said:

"He seems to have a lot of secrets, and his tricks are endless, so it's better to have less dealings with him."

"But he seems to be very interested in you, brother."

Shen Qiu looked at the mountain ghost with a smile, and he said:

"I've always seen you two secretly say something these days, is it a matter of the fairy family?"

"Hmm."

The mountain ghost was always very calm in front of Shen Qiu and Qingqing, he nodded and said:

"Yes, he told me a lot of things about the inheritance of the Xianmen, as well as the secrets of the Taihang Xianmen, and invited me to compare swords, saying that he wanted to see which of the swordsmanship of the Taihang Xianmen and his Kunlun Xianchi was stronger."

"And the result?"

Qingqing asked curiously.

The mountain ghost shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Swordsmanship, I'm slightly better."

"But Hua Qing, proficient in not only swordsmanship, that's why I said, that person's hole card methods are endless, I can't see through it.

It's just that he should be a person who doesn't abide by the etiquette of the world. ”

Shen Qiu nodded and didn't ask any more.

He glanced at Xiao Tie who was riding a horse beside him, the latter was unusually silent, and Shen Qiu was not easy to comfort, after all, it was the pain of losing his father, and it could only be adjusted by Xiao Tie himself.

He leaned back on the carriage, sword jade in hand, and entered the dream.

At this time, the Jianyu Dream Realm was very lively, and it could be called a sea of people, because there were too many phantoms, and there were even overlapping situations.

But there are only a few useful phantoms, except for the Xuanhuang Four Guards of Heaven and Earth during the Suzhou War.

In addition to Chen Yichou and a few other decent scum killed by Qilu along the way, only the master of the Tongwu Sect can be the object of Shen Qiu's martial arts.

Behind the crowd, there was also a middle-aged man standing with a gun and a staring face.

Revenge.

Shen Qiu shook his head, this phantom is the highest-grade martial arts phantom he has obtained so far, and it is estimated that it will exist in the sword jade for a long time.

He stepped forward and threw the phantoms of the soldiers of the Northern and Southern Dynasties into the edge of the dream.

There were too many phantoms discarded this time, and after the last phantom was also engulfed by the dream, the sword jade dream in front of Shen Qiu's eyes shattered.

He was forcibly pushed out of his dreams.

But Shen Qiu didn't panic, such a situation had happened once before.

This was some kind of "upgrade" program, and it might be more appropriate to call it "Awakening", and his guess was that after Kendama engulfed and digested those phantoms, the flow of time in the dream should be slower.

That's a good thing.

Shen Qiu held the sword jade that trembled slightly, and there was a hint of joy and relief in his eyes, which meant that the time he could use to practice martial arts was greatly expanded.

Jian Yu was awakened to a deeper level, which was the biggest gain of Shen Qiu's trip to Qilu.

No, when it comes to harvest, there is one more thing.

Shen Qiu raised his left hand, and between the true qi flowing in his body, it was tied into a special true qi silk thread, and in the shaking of his fingers, it quietly fell on Qingqing beside him.

"Huh"

Shen Qiu's fingers were lightly clasped and stretched violently, and in Qingqing's panicked scream, her whole person was defenseless, pulled off Xiuhe's shoulders, and pulled onto the wheel between Shen Qiu and the mountain ghost.

The little junior sister turned pale with fright.

When she was in the meeting just now, she thought it was haunted, and no one touched her at all.

"Little junior sister, will you dance with me and the mountain ghost brother?"

Shen Qiu smiled evilly and flicked his five fingers, and under the traction of the true qi silk thread of Gong's skillful hand, Qingqing swung like a marionette.

She knew that this was the means of the bad brother.

But Qingqing was not only not annoyed, but smiled, she relaxed her body, let her senior brother manipulate her, and jumped around lightly on the edge of the carriage, while saying to Shen Qiu:

"Senior brother! What kind of martial arts is this? It's fun, can you teach me? ”

"If you don't say it, I'll teach you too."

Shen Qiu shook his fingers and asked Qingqing to sit back beside him, and he said:

"This trip found a set of 'ghost shadow needles', as well as this 'public loss skill'.

It will be of great benefit to your secret weapon kung fu, if you can master these two martial arts, even if you walk alone in the rivers and lakes in the future, I will not be afraid.

It's just that these two martial arts are easy to learn and difficult to master, especially the skillful hands of the public loser, which are the secret techniques of the Mo family. ”

Shen Qiu solemnly told Qingqing:

"When you practice, don't be seen by others, especially the people in the Momen."

"Hmm."

Qingqing nodded vigorously.

Shen Qiu glanced at the mountain ghost who had closed his eyes again, and he asked:

"Brother, do you want to learn?"

"Nope."

The mountain ghost had no interest in this, and he said:

"Learning these bells and whistles will only affect how quickly I can draw my sword... Besides, in the Shadow Shocking Sword Style, there is also a special method of drawing the sword, and this skill is useless to me. ”

"Where's Xiao Tie? Do you want to learn? ”

Shen Qiu looked at Xiao Tie again, and the latter also shook his head, reluctantly smiled, and said to Shen Qiu:

"Brother Shen doesn't have to teach me, in the Canghai Sword Technique I have learned, there is also a method of drawing the sword."

"Really?"

Shen Qiu blinked, and then glanced at the mountain ghost, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

This method of drawing swords like flying swords, is it not rotten now?

In the next three days, the group spent time in stop-and-go, Qiu Buping died due to the cold spirit of Changbai, and his body was frozen after his death.

I don't have to worry about the corpse being destroyed, so I have plenty of time.

On the evening of the third day, they arrived at the foot of Qinglong Mountain, stopped at the edge of the water for another night, and found a boat early in the morning of the second day and carried the coffin up the mountain.

The village that was lively before is now deserted.

When Qiu Buping opened to meet the enemy, he burned down the right and wrong village, and the group walked up to the mountain gate, and the place where they saw was the wreckage left after the burning.

Originally, in the village, only a miserable ruin remained.

The Southern Dynasty army has taken over the area within a hundred miles of Qinglong Mountain, and those who remain are the people of the Southern Dynasty since then.

Na Weihou was quite strict in governing the army, and there was no chaos and looting, probably to leave a good impression on these residents who had been sheltered by the village for more than ten years, so as not to cause more trouble.

"Seeing him rise up, seeing his building collapse..."

Shen Qiu walked in this ruin, his heart was full of emotion, while Xiao Tie carried his father's coffin, silently bypassed these ruins, and walked towards the back mountain.

Qiu Buping said it to him before.

If he died, he would be buried in the Shifeizhai cemetery in the back mountain, buried with his brothers, and the tombs of Xiao Tie's relatives were also moved here by Qiu Buping.

Here, it can be regarded as the ancestral grave of the enemy.

But as soon as the group of four people entered the back mountain, Shen Qiu protected Qingqing behind him, pulled out the greedy wolf knife, and the mountain ghost beside him also grabbed the Chengying Sword.

In front of them, in front of the cemetery, a tall figure was standing.

Dressed in a parrot green robe, his messy hair tied into strange pigtails, a pair of large and small eyes, half of his face was paralyzed, and half of his face had a weird smile.

Qingyang Demon Lord, Ai Dacha!

This product looks like they've been waiting for them here for a long time.

"You guys are hitting the street, coming too slowly, and letting Lao Tzu eat the northwest wind for several days!"

Ai Dacha was not afraid of the four people in front of him, he just rubbed his hands excitedly like a fly, looking at the coffin on Xiao Tie's shoulder, he shouted to the people in front of him:

"What are you afraid of? Lao Tzu is not here for this iron-folding boy this time! Naturally, I won't do anything with you...

Fast! Give the coffin of the revenge to Lao Tzu!

Lao Tzu can't wait. ”

"Smack"

As soon as Ai Dacha's words fell, Xiao Tie put his father's coffin behind him, and was furious, his eyes were red, he grabbed the heavy sword behind his back, roared, and pounced towards the stunned Qingyang Demon Lord.

"You dog thief! You want to insult the body of my dead father! It's too much of a deception! ”

"Eat me with a sword!"