Guan Kuo went and returned.

Of course, a long time has passed.

Wuji followed behind him with Li Qianrong, and the two of them didn't speak, but Guan Kuo's face was full of joy.

Jin Youzuo was already sitting on the stone, looking at the black Huai River in the distance, and he didn't turn his head and asked, "Is there one?" ”

Guan Kuo nodded, the other party shouldn't see it, but he will definitely know.

"It's a little bit, it's very slight, and if you want to fix it again now, it might be a lot harder at first." Guan Kuo's voice echoed in the emptiness, with such a distant taste.

"You can grasp this yourself, you have been gone for so long, it means that you don't know the door at all, there are very few people in the world who can be lucky, and there are only a handful of people who can know that they can be dispersed and then repaired back, which is why you thought that losing was losing." Jin Youzuo still didn't look at him, but his eyes were in the depths of the Huai River.

Guan Kuo also looked over, but despite the white moonlight, his vision was very limited at night, and the breath in his body was only repaired at all, so for a while, he couldn't see anything.

"Can Qianrong see anything?" He asked softly, probably because he understood that even if he asked Jin Youzuo, Jin Youzuo would not say.

Li Qianrong shook his little head and said nothing.

Guan Kuo directly ignored the traceless, for that guy, he didn't have any hope.

"Here we are." Jin Youzuo said suddenly.

Guan Kuo narrowed his eyes, he still couldn't see anything in the Huai River, but he vaguely heard the shouts and the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

He was a little puzzled for a while, he couldn't figure out why Jin Youzuo stared at the inside of the Huai River, and said "Coming", but it was the soldiers and horses behind him who came, and the one who came was not good.

The sound of horses' hooves and shouts in the distance became clearer and clearer, but Jin Youzuo still looked into the Huai River.

Li Qianrong's little face was a little frightened, he looked at Guan Kuo as if asking for help, Guan Kuo pointed to Jin Weizuo's back, signaling that with this person, even if there were thousands of troops, there was no need to be afraid.

But I don't know why, Guan Kuo is still a little anxious and uneasy, because Jin Youzuo is too strange, no matter how much he ignores the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty, he shouldn't just turn his back to the other party, but he is interested in the waves in the Huai River, the key is that Jin Youzuo does not show a calm or confident expression, but seems to really pay attention to the movements in the Huai River.

However, Guan Kuo still didn't see any movement in the Huai River.

The people behind them are closer, and under the moonlight, the figures are longing, like a paper shadow play, the gray-white tone is full of dangerous death atmosphere, as if the Yin soldiers who take you into the underworld.

The sound of horses' hooves and human voices paused, and a large black oppressive image stayed in the distance, silently lying there.

They couldn't see their faces clearly, and they wouldn't be able to see the faces of the people here, but there was no doubt that they could realize from the atmosphere that the faces of those soldiers and horses were very solemn.

Jin Youzuo turned his back to there, and his withered figure looked extremely weak in front of the black Huai River.

But from his whole body, there was a faint "momentum" that emanated, and that "momentum" was full of danger, making the sensitive war horse kick the stones uneasily.

The danger, especially the aura that brought everyone to a halt and watched vigilantly and hostilely, was entirely present in the old man alone.

Among the figures behind the "Zhennan Riding ......", someone finally broke the calm and spoke, he seemed to want to put his voice higher pitched and more aggressive, but when he said these three words, he couldn't help but pause, and his momentum was obviously weakened, "You did it?" ”

Jin Youzuo turned around and smiled strangely, the expression on his face was eerie.

The horses regressed.

……

……

A few hours ago.

The sun begins to set in the west, and daylight shifts from pale gold to red.

The ground was a little cold and hard, and most of the place was bare, and there was nothing to be seen, but the blood had dried up and smeared on the ground.

Looking around, there were corpses all over the field, all of which were armored horses and human corpses.

A team of more than 30 government soldiers came here from far and near, following Guan Kuo's traces.

When they saw these scenes, all the soldiers stopped and looked at these scenes in shock, and no one was speechless for a while.

It's all over, but there's still an indescribable momentum condensing there.

Everyone knows that this is the murderous aura of the strongest person in the world, which lasts for a long time, hidden in those wounds that are difficult to heal, between the cracked earth, and even contained in those coagulated blood.

That murderous aura is awe-inspiring.

The news soon spread out, and then spread to the Northern Tang Dynasty, and I believe that in the near future, the ruling class of the Northern Tang Dynasty will know that the five hundred towns and southern cavalry have all been wiped out, and there will be no survivors!

And not long after, the earth thundered, and the black suppressed government soldiers approached, and the more than 30 government soldiers who were on standby in place were included in the team of more than 1,000 people, led by Captain Zhichong, and after disposing of the corpse of Zhennan Qi, they slaughtered into the distance.

They didn't know who the five hundred Zhennan Cavalry had encountered, but they knew that such a terrifying combat power stood on Guan Kuo's side, in the territory of the Northern Tang Dynasty, and was the object that had to be eliminated.

……

……

The moonlight in the dark night is very bright, bright and clean, looking at the high sky, the moon is like a piece of crystal clear jade.

There was some silence in the four fields, and everyone and horses were carefully paying attention to their movements, staring at the old man standing by the Huai River.

Even they ignored their biggest goals - Guan Kuo and Li Qianrong.

Because they felt a very deep sense of danger from the old man's body.

The wind blew Jin Weizuo's clothes and fluttered, and he stood there, his smile becoming more and more gloomy, and under the moonlight, it was miserable and white.

He spoke with a shriveled mouth: "I didn't expect that after so many years, the first time I appeared today, I was so valued by your Northern Tang, there were five hundred towns and south horses in front, and now there are more than a thousand soldiers, but it's a pity, although more than ten years have passed, I am old, and I may not be as powerful as when I was at the peak, do you really think you can kill me?" ”

"Who the hell are you?" In the distance, the commander of the fold Chong was hidden in the moonlight, the night, and the longing of the human figure, but his voice was much more neutral than the person who spoke just now.

Jin Youzuo smiled and said, "My name is Jin Youzuo." ”

"You all call me the Holy General of Southern Wu."

When they heard the first three words, the expressions of those people did not have much waves, but when they heard the last four words, the eyes of more than a thousand soldiers quickly filled with huge shock, which was deeper than seeing the corpses of five hundred Zhennan Cavalry before.

(End of chapter)