"What the hell happened to Chidori?" Patting off the small snowdrift on his head and taking a sip of hot water, Ye Xuan sat down beside Qingming. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's not a secret, it's just that everyone treats it as a secret and wants to hide it," Qingming thought for a while and sorted out his thoughts, "The old city lord is a very powerful person. The battle banner of the Azure Knights is indestructible.

The old city lord is a very strict person with himself, he has never married after fighting all his life, just so that he can stand on the battlefield without worry, and there will be no sadness if he falls on the road of a certain charge one day.

When all obstacles were removed, the great city grew prosperous and the old lord grew old. He only then remembered that he had to have a suitable successor.

The wedding of the lord of the castle was accompanied by the blessings of the people... Of course, there are also ridicule and sarcasm from the young people. Those losers are convinced that the old lord is a waste...

After that, the old lord had a pair of sons.

Public opinion is terrifying, and people can't tell whether these two children are the city lord or not, but no one has mentioned it because of respect.

But when the old city lord returned to heaven, someone remembered this rumor.

A lot of people need this rumor.

Although the current Chidori is still the same big city, there are too many differences after all. At the height of its prosperity, Chidori was an existence that could be compared to the capital city.

It can't be helped, after all, there is so much going on.

His Highness is a staunch paladin, he is like a star in the sky, always full of light, always so dazzling.

When the old city lord died, His Royal Highness was still holding a sword and doing ascetic work outside, wanting to sharpen himself into a sharp sword.

Old wounds and toxins that have always been difficult to eliminate killed the great old king on the sickbed, and His Highness succeeded to the throne. Originally, with his ability, even if someone gossiped about it, he couldn't change anything, but an unpredictable change happened.

How spectacular is the scene of ten thousand ghosts in the world, a fierce battle, the battlefield is that city!

The Second Highness, who returned in time, turned the tide, but His Highness disappeared.

The bloodlines of the two highnesses are already criticized, and there are many doubts about the legitimate inheritance.

Those who have a heart are ready to move. Among them was my father. ”

"His Royal Highness succeeded to the throne in the end, and I arrived here. But His Royal Highness is not a city lord, and he doesn't like to play with power. I was in a hurry, and now the real rebels are already on the move. "The fire reflected the horizon red.

"It's quite complicated," Ye Xuan stood up and poured out the water in his hand, "It's even more complicated than our side." ”

"Almost, keep up!" Ye Xuan shouted.

"Get up, get up!" Ma Er called out.

The steel knife on Ye Xuan's waist was replaced by Ma Er, and the long red tassel of the spear in his hand swayed in the wind.

Suddenly, the small white particles were noticed, and Ye Xuan raised his head to find that the snow began to fall again.

Beyond the hill, from the woods, you could see the chaos below, the black figures in the neighing of the horses, the fierce interspersed in the ranks, the liquid in their hands burning under the ignition of the torches.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!!! As soon as the spear was mentioned, Ye Xuan roared first.

Ma Er is the most bloody, and his roaring voice soars to the sky.

One after the other roared.

The sound of killing gathered in one place and was endless. When a group of men stand together and roar together, shouting the tenth kill, the blood rushes into the brain, and death is forgotten. The ferocious beastly nature will be infinitely magnified.

The fighting power of the entire tribe has been entangled, and this large group of seemingly ferocious invaders is indeed the last straw that overwhelms the falling body.

Barbarians are very similar to people.

It seems that they are just a little taller, they also have women and children. The sound of wailing is similar.

When Ye Xuan led people to rush into the tribe, what choice would they make in order to influence the enemy without much combat power?

War is a sin without the slightest embellishing.

When his team cheered loudly, Ye Xuan stood up a little stunned, and then lowered his head and shook off the female corpse that died at the tip of the spear. Not far away was her dead cub.

The battle was printed, and they had food.

"Quick! Grab livestock, save armaments. A large soldier roared, and the crowd of cheers quickly extinguished the flames that had not yet burned.

Fellow kills give you a high XP bonus, which was a post from a gray pro player, and then a large number of gray pros appeared near Bluebird City.

That's still facing the same race, the same human beings as themselves. In the future, as the game develops, battles between different races will always happen, what will it be like then?

A shadow covered the fire in front of Ye Xuan, and for a while, his eyes were filled with darkness.

Raising his head, the mountain-like figure was still burning with flames on his robe, and several colorful arrows were lost on his body, and five or six of the broken arrows that could be seen were still stuck in the flesh.

His whole body seemed to have been fished out of blood, his unkempt hair fluttering in the wind and his helmet did not know where it went, and his full beard twisted into a smug smile.

A head was thrown in front of Ye Xuan, judging from the huge canine teeth, it should be a role like a tribal chief.

"I did." The old man said proudly.

Then the strength was evacuated, and the body fell crookedly, and the old man fell forward.

Ye Xuan hurriedly ran up.

The cloth robe tied behind his back blocked most of the stray arrows, and pulled out a few arrows that were not deep in the flesh.

Ye Xuan laid him flat on the ground.

"Boss!" It was only at this time that the soldiers who were still looking for the enemy everywhere discovered the abnormality of the old man, and the warrior turned over and dismounted and ran over to squeeze Ye Xuan away.

Bandage ointment, feeding the medicine skillful technique is a little dazzling.

"Move fast! Get the wagons out of the woods, and you guys keep an eye on the sentry posts so you don't get attacked! Ye Xuan quickly gave an order.

A few soldiers who were still teasing the barbarian woman not far away were also disinterested, and ran this way with a wave of their long knives and their trousers.

Unable to squeeze it, Ye Xuan lowered his head, and a gray-black strip of cloth on the ground caught his attention.

Bending down to pick it up, I saw a long dark black worm coiled in an irregular frame, a carving that looked very beautiful.

Isn't it the rag that was discarded earlier?

"No, is this a horn?" For things that have been picked up twice, most people will have snacks, Ye Xuan only then found that the black strokes outlined not a big snake, but a black dragon when he looked closely.

'Ding! Trigger the main quest! Objective: Figure out what is painted on the cloth in your hand. Rewards: Free XP, a bit of specialization. ’

Main Quest!

It's actually a main quest that hasn't appeared until now.

Ye Xuan frowned, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Qianniang, who was carrying a single knife, covering her forehead with one hand.

The single knife in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"Master." Behind him, Mao Shan walked over, Ye Xuan glanced at him, and then walked away by himself.

I don't know what Shigeyama will choose when she dies.

Waiting until Ye Xuan walked away, Qianniang held Maoshan's arm, "Uncle Mao, I'm afraid Qian'er really can't support it." ”

"Miss, don't talk about that. I'm going to ask the owner, there must be a way. ”

"Don't Uncle Mao... Qianniang can be regarded as having read thousands of books, and I know that it is useless. Mu Lanxiang grabbed Maoshan, "Have you forgotten that you promised me?" After I died, I followed Eungong well. I believe that he will not let you die in vain as long as he has the slightest possibility. ”

"You're still young, Miss. It can't be like this! It shouldn't be like this, how can it be like this. Woo~ It's Uncle Mao who doesn't use it......" Mao Shan said as tears flowed down the old skin on his face.

"Uncle Mao......" Qianniang opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

Maoshan is a groom in the Mu family, and he was implicated and sentenced to prison. The old man stubbornly demanded to continue to serve his master, and he was the only one who was always by his side. He's like a father...... No, he did more for himself than his father.

“…… How can you blame Uncle Mao, it's Qian'er herself who is useless. As he spoke, he burst into tears.

Mao Shan was already paralyzed from crying, half-kneeling on the ground, only his hands were still tightly pinching Qianniang's sleeves.

On the patchwork single shelf, the old man was wrapped in Ye Xuan's wolf skin, and his face was almost the same color as the snowflakes floating on his face.

Snow, it's still falling.