In the ninth year of Taiping, September 25.

Seven days had passed since Han Nuo killed the Xuantian Evil Emperor.

In seven days, everything that should have been saved has been saved, and what cannot be saved can no longer be recovered.

In the case of funerals, this is already the first seven.

In the past seven days, the newly arrived warriors and merchants have not crowded into the Eight Desolate Cities anymore, even some of the warriors and merchants who have already lived in them have also turned to Bianhuangji, or the farther Nanhe County, Guangnian County and Julu County.

But there are some people who still target the Eight Desolate Cities.

For example, the envoys of the Sui Dynasty who came from Chang'an.

"I heard that this Eight Desolate City was quite destroyed this time, but I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect to destroy so much! ”

"Is this really the result of a battle between two people?"

"It's unbelievable!"

When the entire wall of the Eight Desolations City was completely destroyed, anyone's first reaction was unbelievable.

You know, this is a city wall that is three or four kilometers high and several feet high!

Even the city walls of Luoyang and Chang'an are almost this scale, no matter how strong they are, they can't be much stronger.

can destroy the walls of these eight desolate cities like this, thinking about it, the walls of Luoyang and Chang'an are not a problem at all.

"Speaking of which, the situation here is much better than it was seven days ago."

The official who led the way to the reception said on the side: "Seven days ago, that was the real horror, Lord Divine General really deserves to be a Heavenly Realm Divine General, that power is definitely not something that mortals can have!" ”

The ruined walls could be seen from miles away, but they were not felt when they were too far away, and the closer they got, the more they could clearly see the devastation caused by the fierce battle, and the more frightened the people became.

Imagine that your hands are stretched out, and they are only less than two meters, but the destroyed city wall is as long as two or three thousand people holding hands, and the height is more than ten people.

Thinking about eight or nine years ago, Han Nuo at that time had not yet stepped into the five-star innate world, and it took a lot of effort to break through the iron gate of Luoyang City, but now he was able to destroy an entire city.

Yang Lin had to sigh: "This is really not something that people can do!" ”

Since Yang Jian killed Dong Zhuo, ascended the throne and became the emperor, and restructured the Sui Dynasty, the Hongnong Yang family of the fourth and third princes has really spread out the stalls, Yang Biao, Yang Su, Yang Lin, Yang Shuang, etc., the talents of all lines of the family are in high positions.

Yang Lin, who came this time, is a fictional character in "Saying the Complete Biography of the Tang Dynasty" and "The Biography of the Xingtang Dynasty", called "the eighth good man in the world" in the book, is the half-brother of Yang Jian, Emperor Wen of Sui, one of the nine founding elders of the Sui Dynasty, and made great contributions to the establishment and unification of the Sui Dynasty.

"Your Excellency may be a bit rude to say this, but it is true."

The receiving official led Yang Lin into the city, and first went to the city lord's mansion.

Along the way, the impact of the war that day is vividly visible, and even if it has been cleaned up, it is still shocking to watch.

"Is this really the aftermath of that battle?"

Yang Lin asked a little unwillingly.

"If that god is going to be that powerful, what are we going to do?"

"He could take an entire city by himself, right?"

"There is no need for tens of thousands of troops at all, he will attack the city in front alone, as long as someone follows to take over the town, right?"

"Then how can you fight with him?"

Yang Lin kept rolling these thoughts in his heart.

At last he couldn't help asking, "What about your gods?" I heard that he was in retreat to heal his wounds? ”

Now Yang Lin can only hope that Han Nuo is also seriously injured, and it is better to retreat for ten or twenty years.

It's a pity that he is obviously going to be disappointed.

Because the reception official smiled and said, "Lord God? He didn't suffer any injuries, so he began to recuperate for two days, and came out on the third day. ”

"Well, they're clearing that section now, and in the afternoon the gods will come and rebuild the houses on that stretch of road."

"So fast?"

Yang Lin was taken aback, and couldn't help but say what was in his heart, and then he saved his mind and hurriedly changed his words: "I mean, is this the beginning of rebuilding the house?" ”

The reception official didn't take it too seriously, but said: "It's not too fast, there are only ten days left, and this martial arts conference is about to officially begin." ”

"If you add up the one or two days we have to prepare, we'll only have eight days at most."

At this time, Yang Lin was taken aback again: "Eight days, is it enough?" ”

The reception officer smiled: "It's a little tight, but it's enough." ”

"You haven't seen the divine power of Lord Shenjiang with your own eyes, you can also come and see it in the afternoon, and keep it so that you will be stunned."

The reception official said so, but Yang Lin obviously didn't believe it, let alone eight days, judging from that section of the city wall, it was impossible to take eighty days, right?

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, come and see!"

As an envoy of the Sui Dynasty, his identity is different from others, and after arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, he was naturally received by Wu Qingying, handed over official documents, arranged food and lodging, and after eating and resting, it was soon afternoon.

The old reception officer came back again.

"Good afternoon, everybody."

"Uh, good afternoon. I wonder what is the matter with Your Excellency? ”

The reception official smiled: "Hehe, remember what I said in the morning?" God is about to perform miracles, would you like to see it? ”

"Oh?"

Yang Lin became interested and said, "Of course I'm interested!" ”

"Then let's get over here, if it's late, there will be a lot of people."

"Okay, let's go."

Yang Lin also has martial arts, and he is also a master at the level of an innate grandmaster, and he followed the reception officials with flying steps.

Han Nuo, Wu Qingying and the others had already arrived at the place, but they had to check the terrain first, and they had to plan how to rebuild it first, and it would take some time before they could do it.

Yang Lin came over this time, and naturally couldn't hide Han Nuo and Wu Qingying's perception.

"Hey, is the Yang envoy here?"

As the owner of this place, Wu Qingying naturally wanted to come over and say a few polite words.

Yang Lin was embarrassed to delay Wu Qingying's business, and hurriedly said: "Miss Cai doesn't need to be polite, just come over and take a look." ”

Since Yang Lin said this, Wu Qingying didn't bother to be polite, and casually ordered a few words, and after letting the reception officials serve him well, he returned to Han Nuo's side.

Three or four zhang away, Yang Lin saw Han Nuo for the first time.

"I heard that this god was originally reincarnated in the form of a Yellow Turban Lux, but now it seems that it is obviously very different from the Yellow Turban Warrior I saw before."

"Was it different at the beginning, or did it change later?"

Although Yang Lin thought so, he didn't dare to ask, but secretly thought to himself in his heart: "I want to take a good look at what is going on with this miracle they are talking about!" (To be continued.) )