"City Lord, calm down!" Gao Zijian hugged Liu Ponu tightly, and the latter looked at Ma San kneeling in front of him with red eyes, unable to say a word.

"City Lord, the crockpot is not broken from the well, the general will inevitably die in front of the battle, Qingsong will die as he deserves, the city lord must not be impulsive!" Yang Tianshen also came to Liu Ponu's side and dissuaded him.

"Break the slave, for the sake of the general, don't be carried away by anger." Liu Yu also spoke, Liu Ponu took a deep breath, and stopped struggling, "I know, don't worry, I won't be impulsive." ”

"Fukangan, your dog head, Lao Tzu must be taken to the Qingsong grave to worship!" Liu Ponu shook his hand fiercely, knocked off Gao Zijian's arm, and went to find Wei Qingli angrily.

"Let's all go back, let's go back." Gao Zijian sighed, "I burned the grain and grass, broke the general, injured the enemy by a thousand, and damaged myself by 800!" ”

Everyone was speechless, Zhu Qingsong's status in Cangcheng is not low, he has been Liu Ponu's hardcore follower since the end of the world, and he has followed Liu Ponu all the way to establish the current Cangcheng, counting qualifications, even Wei Qingli has to be sidelined, otherwise Liu Ponu will not hand over to him this kind of thing that entrusts his life after the break.

"I only hope that Qingli can calm the anger of the city lord." Yang Tianshen was also depressed, as the so-called impermanence of heaven, Liu Ponu had just killed Fukangan's right-hand man, and he killed his own general, which can only be said to be the will of heaven.

At the meeting on the second day, Liu Ponu regained his previous calm and self-confidence, and the only changes that people felt were a white cloth on his head and a crudely workmanlike spiritual seat on the vacant seat.

No one knows what the future Cangcheng Emperor is thinking in his heart at this moment, but decades later, Wei Qingli once said that without the Zhu Qingsong of the past, there would be no Liu Ponu of today, Qingsong will not fall, and the slave will not be broken.

Northern Xinjiang, Wu Liuqi Department.

At this time, Wu Liuqi has been wandering in northern Xinjiang for three days, and with his strong troops, Wu Liuqi's days can be said to be more comfortable and comfortable in the past few days.

In three days, Wu Liuqi broke through two small human survival points, killed nearly 1,000 people, and kidnapped dozens of beautiful women.

"Delicious! Chick, come, have a drink with the uncle! Wu Liuqi was holding a young woman in his arms, holding a wine bottle in one hand and wandering over the woman with the other, the woman who was not the Awakened was trembling with fright, but she couldn't resist.

"What are you shaking? What to shake? Wu Liuqi looked at the panicked woman in his arms, and suddenly thought of the few lives he had left, a nameless fire arose, and a slap knocked the woman to the ground and began a crazy beating.

"Why? Why? Wu Liuqi vented his emotions loudly, "Why can you all live well?" Why is Lao Tzu the only one to suffer this sin? Fuck it, I'm going to fucking kill you today! ”

Wu Liuqi's big hand tore open the woman's clothes, and he didn't care about the crying woman with pear blossoms and rain, and began to release his beastly desire frantically.

"Boom!" The sound like an earthquake came from far and near, Wu Liuqi scolded and reluctantly stopped his movements, pushed the woman aside like garbage, and casually approved a coat and went out.

Although Wu Liuqi is now living like a soil emperor, in fact, he does not have a slave, except for fighting and killing the enemy, even if he eats, he has to do it himself.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Although he knew that these aliens would not respond to him, Wu Liuqi still habitually shouted loudly, as if this would make him feel his majesty.

"Whew!" He was answered not by a foreign cry, but by a large turtle's head, and a black snake was spitting out a letter that seemed to swallow him in one gulp.

"I thought he was a vicious man, but he was just a poor man." The turtle exhaled on Wu Liuqi's face in one breath, and the strong cold seemed to freeze him.

"It's pitiful, it's hateful." The black snake spat out the letter, "As a human being, cannibalism, although it is none of our business, but since we promised him to protect the northern frontier, this kind of casual work will be solved." ”

"Since my brother said to solve it, it was solved." The turtle exhaled another breath of cold air, and Wu Liuqi, who was already scared stupid, was instantly frozen into ice cubes, and lost his life.

"Brother, let's go." The black snake didn't seem to care much about the life or death of an ant, "That thing was born, let's go and see, what carries the protection and hope, in who's hands." ”

"It's been thousands of years," the turtle sighed, "I'm afraid that the blood of the Yellow Dragon has long since lost its effect, and I don't know how much our strength has declined." ”

"Darkness is back." A fierce light flashed in the black snake's eyes, "The darkness of the past has been repelled, and the flood has also been reduced, how can these weak human beings support the overall situation now?" ”

"Brother, human beings are the most terrifying existence!" The tortoise let the black snake coil around itself, "When the human power bursts out, it will be enough to shock the horror of the gods." ”

"It has nothing to do with me," the black snake lay on the tortoise, "and see our strength, let's go visit a few old friends, I don't know what those three fools look like now." ”

"My brother is always cold-mouthed and hot-hearted." The turtle smiled innocently, and its huge body began to move, obviously it seemed to crawl slightly, but its body instantly appeared in the distance, and the time for a breath was gone.

Shrink the ground into inches, close to the end of the world. Xuanwu's way of action is like the secret art of Taoism, the power of divine beasts, it is self-evident.

The naked woman in the tent was trembling and waiting for Wu Liuqi to come back, she didn't dare to run away, the outside was surrounded by aliens layer by layer, leaving this big tent, waiting for her was only a more miserable death.

After a long time, the woman finally felt something strange, it seemed that after the earthquake just passed, not only did Wu Liuqi not come back, but even the voice of the other race was gone.

The woman who mustered up the courage put on two clothes, and her trembling hands carefully lifted the door curtain, and the scene in front of her made her can't help but cover her mouth with her hands.

Outside the door, Wu Liuqi's ice sculpture was shining, and he continued to look forward, one by one the alien races that were frozen into ice sculptures stood quietly in place like art sculptures, and the entire army of tens of millions of aliens was actually frozen into ice sculptures.

The woman quickly came to her senses, ignoring the cold air on the ground, and rushed to the place where she had been held, and in a tent, dozens of women were anxiously waiting for death to come.

"Sisters!" The appearance of the woman made a glimmer of hope flash in the eyes of these women, and coming back alive meant the hope of life.

"Dead! They're all dead! The woman was like a madman, "Hurry up, all the aliens are dead, and none of them are alive!" ”

"Momoko, what you said is true!" An older woman stood up excitedly, only to fall to the ground with too much force.

"Sister Wang, really, they are all dead, I don't know who it is, they all froze these alien races into ice sculptures, you come and see, they are all outside!"

Peaches danced to express herself, and the women in the tent hugged each other and cried, this rapid turn made these women who had experienced ups and downs not know how to express the joy of the rest of their lives.

"It's the Buddha, it must be the Buddha!" A woman immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, muttering words in her mouth, as if grateful for the Buddha's salvation.

"Don't read it, let's go!" Seeing the women in a mess, Momoko stomped her feet fiercely, "What if another monster comes?" ”

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go!" The woman who chanted Buddha immediately reacted, and dozens of ordinary people or low-level awakened people flew away from the clutches of death.

In the sunlight, the ice sculptures of the alien race reflect the sunlight, and the silence here makes it almost impossible to think that nothing has happened, only the dead alien corpses silently recount the massacre here.