Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Story

As the twilight wore on, the hurried passers-by quickened their pace, occasionally raising their heads with a hint of fear on their faces.

The iconic building, which was supposed to be lit up every night, was not lit up tonight.

It's not that there is no light at all, but it's very different from the previous grand scene of fire trees and silver flowers that never sleep.

Complemented by absolute darkness is absolute silence.

The tall pavilion looks like a black tower in the night, which makes people feel cold.

The surrounding roads are empty, and the tower in the center of the city is like a demonic thing to avoid.

It's really hard to imagine that this is the lively and prosperous gentle township, even in the Shendu is also famous for the Chunfeng Building.

Zhu Luan walked across the deserted street and stopped in front of the tallest building in Gusu City.

She looked up at the top of the sky.

The bright moon was obscured by clouds and smoke, as if it were overshadowed.

It's not a New Year's night, but it's better than a New Year's night.

And the top floor, which is farthest from the ground, is plunged into darkness as if it is demonic.

Zhu Luan walked up the steps step by step and put his palm on the cold door knocker.

This is a more terrifying door than the gate of Yanfu.

"I'll be waiting for you on the top floor of the Chunfeng Building." It was the man's voice.

Zhu Luan closed her eyes, and half an hour ago, Nian Huazang's words also sounded in her ears.

"Was Li Zheng taken to Chunfeng Tower, and he hasn't come back yet!"

It was the first time she had seen this senior brother of hers so panicked.

Chunfeng Building.

That's where it ends.

Zhu Luan opened his eyes, and with a tooth-squeaking sound, he pushed open the wooden door without hesitation.

She calmly walked through the pile of human bodies that made all pedestrians scream.

Ascend to the second floor, where the smell of blood fills the air.

Zhu Luan did not stop, and climbed step by step.

The dark staircase was like a monster with teeth and claws, devouring the road ahead, and in the darkness, only her eyes were as bright as stars.

The wooden staircase made a heavy noise, like the sigh of the woman she respected the most.

It was the sigh she heard when she returned from the battlefield in her previous life, and told her in the bedroom of the Queen of Heaven that the Xiliang Snow Mountain Clan was completely wiped out.

The queen of heaven had just gotten up and had bad news, and her angry and helpless expression at that time remained in Zhu Luan's heart forever.

"Presumably, in the future, history writers will blame her for all this."

The most noble woman of the Great Zhou Dynasty sighed that early morning.

"In this world, the destruction of the country and the destruction of the clan will be blamed on women."

The queen of heaven was not wrong.

On the Middle-earth Continent, the most mysterious, the most physically strong, the Snow Mountain Clan who have lived in the most cold place of the Western Cool Snow Field for generations.

The reason for their extermination has become an eternal mystery, but there is one rumor that has become a tacit secret.

The disaster of the dead family began with women.

The dead of the Snow Mountain Clan are all because of the Holy Maiden of the Snow Mountain Clan, who was once called the first beauty of Xiliang.

Zhu Luan still doesn't know the name of that legendary woman.

I only know that she has been married twice, and she became famous when she was young, and even attracted the covetousness of Wanyan Hao, the prince of Houjin.

After refusing Yan Hao's courtship, she married a Xiliang nobleman.

Zhu Luan didn't know who the surname of this Xiliang nobleman was.

She climbed to the seventh floor of the Chunfeng Building, and when she thought of this, the face of the young man standing beside the monk Xuezhai suddenly appeared in front of her.

Now, she thinks she already knows.

"And then that's where all the tragedy begins." The voice of the queen of heaven echoed in her ears.

After the Holy Maiden of the Snow Mountain Clan gave birth to a child in Xiliang, a coup d'état took place in Houjin.

Wan Yan Hao imprisoned his father and ascended to the position of Hou Jin Dahan.

Soon after ascending the throne, he took 3,000 heavy cavalry into custody and once again asked to marry the holy daughter of the Snow Mountain Clan.

This time, he succeeded.

The story behind is not even clear to the queen mother.

Because from that day on, this holy daughter of the Snow Mountain Clan disappeared from everyone's sight.

Then, there was the human tragedy in which the Houjin cavalry poured out and wiped out the entire Snow Mountain Clan.

None of the men, women, and children spared.

Houjin's determination is strong, the violence of the means is outrageous, and the thunderous means attack overnight.

Even the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty came to their aid, but they didn't have time to save all this.

Later, the queen of heaven used all means to piece together a complete story through the messages received by all parties.

It's just that I don't know why

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(After the anti-theft stamp, replaced after half an hour)

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said with a flattering smile, "The ninth girl is really a woman, she doesn't let her eyebrows, this stick method is really amazing, does the girl's stick method have a name?" ”

Zhu Luan replied quietly: "Dog beating stick method." ”

"Uh......" The official stumbled under his feet, feeling that it was difficult to accept this.

Young Master Wang, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, only felt that his legs hurt even more.

"Who ...... you little girl scolding", before he finished speaking, Zhu Luan glanced at him, and Young Master Wang's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"The one who knows the times is Junjie, and then clean her up" He looked at his swollen old legs and thought aggrievedly.

Tuesday and Duan Lizheng stood on the edge of the crowd, and Tuesday only felt that his breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down.

"This ...... How could this little girl be a good man, it's really a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse......" he was saying, when he suddenly noticed that his friend was looking at him with the eyes of a blind man.

"What's the matter? Where did I say it wrong? Women, dancing sticks can also scare Wang Shao's waste, what kind of stick method, it's really not a shame......"

"It's not a stick method." Duan Lizheng interrupted him.

Duan Lizheng commented on the girl in the center of the crowd, she put the iron rod on the ground, folded her hands on the end of the rod, and stood there quietly.

The wind came from all directions, blowing the black hair hanging from her shoulders, and she stood here quietly, deaf to the gossip of the onlookers.

She owns something called atmospheric.

Even in this kind of comical market picture.

Duan Lizheng always felt that the girl's temperament reminded him of some people who had nothing to do with these scenes now, such as his brother, his mentor, and even the grandmaster he saw from afar when he was young.

"It's not a stick method." He muttered.

"It's swordsmanship." He said in his heart.

Very clever swordsmanship. But in what she was beaten into a smoothie is,

In her previous life, she was Duan Haochu's fiancée, and Miss Zhu Jiu, who was worn in this life, was the fiancée of Duan Haochu's brother Duan Lizheng. I wanted to dissolve the marriage contract, but out of doubts about the death of my previous life and the ridicule of the Duan family, I gave up the dissolution of the marriage contract, and made a vow that if he lost to himself one day, he would break the marriage contract.

"Taking other people's things as favors, he has such a big face."

You can only find other places, here first on the water.

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