The short days of comfort are coming to an end, and the next thing will be the baptism of the storm.

On the evening of September 2nd, it only took a few hours for the Yin Si forward scouts to find out that Zhang Yi and his people were hiding in a painting called Lingzhi Pavilion, so at 8 o'clock in the evening, they sent an army of 3,000 led by Lu Bing, a first-class expert of the Yin Division, to prepare to encircle and suppress Zhang Yi.

Under the waterfall, Du Yu is playing the song of the mountains and flowing water, the song is melodious and turning, sprinkled to the earth like spring rain in the valley, and on the other side of the perspective, Zhang Yi already knows that Yin Si is coming, and is giving a lecture to the people who are about to go on the expedition.

"Brothers, sisters" Zhang Yi arched his hand towards more than a thousand hands.

"Then our peaceful and quiet life is coming to an end, because outside our world, Yin Si has gathered more than 3,000 people to launch an attack on us, more than 3,000 people against more than 1,000 people, in the case of the enemy is outnumbered, this is tantamount to slaughter," he paused and said: "But it doesn't matter, because the purpose of their attack this time is me, to kill me on the spot, so what I want to say is to give everyone a chance now, if you don't want to accompany me to death, you can stand up and leave here, I don't care where I go, But if you don't leave today, it means living and dying with me Zhang Yi, then I hope you don't blame me, of course, at that time, you are like a bubble and there is nothing. Okay, that's all I have to say, time is urgent, I won't say more nonsense, and if you want to leave, leave quickly. ”

As soon as the words fell, the earth was silent, and more than a thousand people dressed in black stood in rows of neat phalanxes like clay carvings and wood sculptures, motionless, as if they hadn't heard Zhang Yi's words.

"I emphasize one piece again, today is nine deaths and one life, if you want to leave, you can leave quickly, I will not stop it, nor will I blame it."

There was still no movement, but Liu Bing, who was standing in the front row, took a step forward and walked out, he was Zhang Yi's sworn friend, and he was currently the main general of this army, so he definitely didn't mean to say that he wanted to leave, he bent down to Zhang Yi and arched and said: "Alliance leader, my life is given by the alliance leader, and my current environment is also given to me by the alliance leader, this is my home, the alliance leader is my family, if my home is broken and trampled on, my family will be killed by cruel enemies, As one of the members of this family, I turned a blind eye, so how am I different from those emotionless flowers and plants? ”

"Yes, brother of the alliance leader, I will go wherever you are, if you want to die, I will die with you, although I am young, but Xiaochan is not afraid, Xiaochan has no home and family, this is my home, you and everyone are my family, I want to fight to protect my family, protect the parents of this family."

Xiaochan also changed into a trumpet black dress today, he clenched his small fist as he spoke, and the pigtails on his head jumped up and down as she kept waving her fists, which was very cute.

Zhang Yi stroked Xiaochan's pigtails that jumped up and down with some pity, and Xiaochan stretched out her little hand and held Zhang Yi's big hand tightly.

"Yes, if the family is there, we are here, if the family dies, we will die, swear to defend the homeland, swear to defend the parents," the speaker was a yellow-haired young man in the team, his real name is unknown to everyone, but his stage name is Xiaoyao Ichiro, he used to be a member of the family that killed Matt at the bottom of the Lechuan River, and lived a life of dancing all day long, but now only half a year has passed, and he can no longer find the kind of vanity at that time, and some are calm.

"Defend your homeland and parents"

"Defend your homeland and parents"

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The orderly shouts pierced the sky and startled the birds in the woods, and they soared into the air, flapping their wings and flying towards the jungle on the other side, leaving a trail of ethereal black shadows.

At this moment, Du Yu's piano suddenly broke, and a string broke instantly and threw it to the side with a screeching sound, and the sky was still a beautiful scene just now

After changing, I saw that the wind blew one after another, and the dark clouds in the sky covered the sky and the sun, and the earth suddenly darkened, like a stormy night.

"The wind is coming, the clouds are coming, and then there will be a downpour!" Du Yu pinched the strings with her slender fingers and pulled them back suddenly, and then the Ten Conductors Dance played again, but this time the tune was changed, and it was "Ambush on All Sides".

Finally, the time to come finally came, and in the midst of the dark clouds rolling in the sky, I saw that suddenly there were more dense ghosts, all of them wearing hats on their heads, white masks on their faces, and mourning sticks and chains in their hands.

The person in the lead, Zhang Yi, knew that this was the Yin Si inspector who had fought with him not long ago, but at this moment he didn't know that his name was Lu Bing, he only knew that he was a first-class master of Yin Si, and almost no one could beat him.

Lu Bing was still wearing the mask that changed with the change of perineal feelings, he stood in the air, stepped on the black clouds, and stared at Zhang Yi with a pair of eyes behind his back, Zhang Yi was not to be outdone, standing in the pavilion and looking at the sky with his hands behind his back, with a killing intent in his eyes.

In the end, Lu Bing spoke first, "You and other rebels dare to set up camp in this painting, trying to escape the sight of Yin Si, do you know that this is disobedience and rebellion, and it is a great crime of rebellion." ”

Zhang Yi arched his hand towards Lu Bing and said: "I don't know what the inspection envoy means when he says this, there is no rebellion in my place, it's just that I see some lonely souls and wild ghosts have nowhere to go, give them a place to live, so as to ensure that the order in the Yang world is in order, and there is no longer chaos." ”

Lu Bing seemed to be a little angry, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Yi and scolded loudly: "It's just a reversal of black and white, and you don't just keep the order of yin and yang, but you use the cultivation in your hand to murder the world, causing chaos in the yang world, and then hide in this painting, today I will be ordered by the yin division to clean up the portal, I will give you ten breaths of time now, you immediately dismiss the ghosts, tie your hands to descend, I will give you a good time when I think about the time to behead you." ”

Zhang Yi sneered and said lightly: "I am dedicated to Mingyue, but Mingyue shines on the ditch, since you miscellaneous hairs ignore everything I say, forcibly buckle the hat on my head, and let me have no way out, then I will kill a way" Zhang Yi said, took out the bone knife from his arms, and slammed it towards Lu Bing with a jump.

Lu Bing smiled coldly, picked up the mourning stick and greeted the past, and at this moment, in the sound of Du Yu's piano, the soldiers on both sides crashed together after letting out a roar, and for a while the sound of killing shook the sky, the impact of weapons echoed in the valley, and the dark clouds in the air rolled back and forth like air waves.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, Zhang Yi and Lu Bing, who is a first-class master of the Yin Division, decided to fight to the death today, and they must win, otherwise once they lose, these lonely ghosts who follow them will really disappear.

The bone knife and the mourning stick collided together, emitting dazzling fireworks, and then, Lu Bing quickly withdrew the mourning stick and swept towards Zhang Yi's lower body, and the mourning stick carried a sound of wind in the process of waving, and a touch of golden light lingered all over his body.

Zhang Yi was young and flexible, and at the moment when the mourning stick was about to sweep to the lower half of his body, he jumped up suddenly, rose above the dark clouds more than two meters high to avoid the attack of the mourning stick, and turned to hold the knife in both hands and killed Lu Bing upside down.

Lu Bing's hand holding the mourning stick shook slightly, and the mourning stick instantly remembered the sound like a silver bell, and then a cold light flew towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi instantly felt a chill all over his body, and his hands and feet were already unable to move, and then at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, from the tip of the knife, to the arm, to the head, to the body, all of them were wrapped in a layer of ice.

"Hahahaha, my thousand-year-old smoothie is still good!" Lu Bing laughed, and all the wrinkles on his old face were squeezed together.

Suddenly, as the sound of the piano snapped to an abrupt end, strands of black hair flew from the side, and then struck at the ice cube with great speed and force

On Zhang Yi's body, in an instant, cracks like spider silk appeared in the ice cubes, and the next moment, countless shining debris flew into the air.

These splashes of silver ice fragments were swept away by Zhang Yi's hand, and all of them flew towards the ghosts who were fighting, and some of them exploded instantly after being hit, turning into yellow smoke and dust floating in the air.

On the other side of the rolling dark clouds, the ghosts suppressed the offensive of these lonely ghosts with an absolute advantage, in order to reduce the sacrifice, the ghosts adopted the tactics of dividing Zhang Yi's thousand people into five pieces, and each of them was cut and disintegrated a little bit with several times the force.

As the chief general of this team, Liu Bing, when he was still alone in the Yang world, he especially liked historical books and movies, so he still knew some ancient wars very well, and in a few days, the war in the face of the enemy was still the kind of war with cold weapons, Liu Bing was actually very confident.

A spear burst out, piercing through the body of a onicha with a thud, and then stirring back and forth with force, the onicha twisted its body and exploded.

"Listen to it, don't fight on your own, find a place to break through, and run out of the encirclement." Liu Bing took the lead in breaking out of the encirclement, and then pulled around and collided with these ghosts who were several times more than them.

Although Xiaochan is small, he also participated in this battle, although Zhang Yi did not allow her to go to the battlefield before, but once she started fighting, Zhang Yi couldn't care so much.

At this time, he and more than 200 comrades-in-arms were trapped in the encirclement of the ghost cha, and in the face of the heavy encirclement outside, they consciously turned into a circle back to back, each guarding their own forbidden area, but there were too many people on the other side.

The mourning stick smashed towards them one after another, making a sound like a ghost crying wolf, Xiaochan raised the scimitar in her hand to resist, but the strength was still too small, the next moment her whole body was lower, and she squatted on the ground in an instant, at this moment, another mourning stick swept towards her head with the sound of the wind.

The body was pressed and couldn't move, Xiaochan, who thought that he was dying, instinctively closed his eyes and waited for the moment when his soul was gone, only to hear a whistling, a stick swept over, and swept the two ghosts in front of him at once, and then fell far away and rolled a few times in the dark clouds,

Xiaochan opened her eyes and found that it was Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu was his best friend, and she was a friend who came out of the dance alliance at the bottom of the Lechuan River with her, so they had a very close relationship.

"Xiaochan, it's okay! I........ Xiao Wu's face that was still laughing and talking just now changed instantly, his words were interrupted, and he became pale, and then his body slowly cracked, Xiao Chan took a closer look, and found that he didn't know when there was a ghost standing behind him, and he turned the mourning stick into a sharp weapon and stabbed it into Xiao Wu's body.

With a thud, the cold metal penetrated from Xiao Wu's body and penetrated from his chest, and at this moment, Xiao Wu's body had all cracked, and then began to fall in a collapsed manner, and finally with a bang, a huge yellow smoke and dust were raised.

Xiaochan didn't react at all, Xiao Wu, who was still alive just now, disappeared in an instant, she opened her mouth but no sound came out, she grabbed it with a pair of small hands in the air, as if she wanted to keep Xiao Wu.

It's just that Xiao Wu, who has turned into dust, no longer has any feelings, and between her fingers, under her eyelids, she mercilessly disappears and dissipates.

At this moment, Xiaochan's hatred filled her whole body, and the hatred that she had hidden in her heart for many years swept away again, in an instant, a pair of eyes became red, her face became gloomy, with a crazy roar, she was like a flexible snake wrapped around the ghost's body, and after a while, the ghost did not seem to have time to resist, her body had been gnawed into a thousand holes, and in some places you could even see Sensen's white bones, Eventually, the ghost exploded without a single groan.

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