Listening to this wrapper tell the truth, Luo Hou was really angry now.

No wonder there are always people in the present world who sing praises of the prosperous era of Kangqian, the Holy Emperor of Kangxi, and all of them regard each banner person as a master to raise, do nothing, and be born rich and noble, which one does not sing praises to him from generation to generation?

I am also worried that the Han people will rebel, and they will kill the Han people from hundreds of millions to only more than 20 million, from Nurhachi to Kangxi Qianlong, the massacres have never stopped, I am afraid that the blood in the soil has not dried up yet!

The Qing emperor who succeeded to the throne later was even more worried that he would not be able to have one line for all generations, so he changed the history books beyond recognition and made countless literary prisons.

Sure enough, there is no one in Hu to be able to Han Daochang!

Luo Hou gritted his teeth tightly, and hatred was about to overflow from his eyes.

But there was no one to communicate with him, and the backbone of the Han people here was cut off by one massacre after another.

There is also the extermination of the dead race who have no hair but no head, and the Han people here and the people of later generations are not the same kind at all.

"You haven't awakened yet, since the backbone is broken by slaughter and blood, then I will also use slaughter and blood to connect!"

Luo Hou secretly swore that he was bound to remind the bannermen of this world of their ...... when they were slaughtered and ruled by death Fear!

Luo Hou felt that his brain was heating up for a while, and his mental power was boiling like never before.

When he completely let go of his spiritual perception, enveloping the range of five hundred meters and the distance of one mile before and after, he was even more excited.

This world is obviously not as rich as the previous world!

Therefore, the role of spiritual power in this world is greater and wider.

However, he also sensed that his spiritual power, after the stimulation just now, had become even stronger.

And he also had a premonition that if he completely fulfilled his oath, then there would be a substantial increase in spiritual power!

At that moment, Luo Hou immediately completely devoured the people he had perceived in the unfolded spiritual perception realm.

Sure enough, there is still not a single Han Chinese.

But it didn't matter, he already knew from the previous Baoyi that this place was not far from Shengjing.

As the old nest of the Qing court, Shengjing has not only been heavily guarded, but also the seat of General Shengjing.

There are still many old people of the Qing court, and even the families of high-ranking officials of the Qing court and the royal family who have failed the struggle.

Finding the direction, and then having a high-definition map of the real world as a direction reference, how could Luo Hou still get lost?

But he wouldn't just run over like this, turned out a full gas motorcycle from the space, and went straight to Shengjing City with a boom.

An hour later, Luo Hou appeared under Shengjing City.

In front of him was the closed gate of Shengjing City, and in front of him there were dense arrows shot on the ground.

Facing the Han barbarian demon riding an unknown roaring monster, the soldiers of the Eight Banners guarding the city saw him from a distance and closed the city gate to death, not caring about the banner people crying outside the city and grabbing the ground.

As soon as Luo Hou arrived, he was happy when he saw such a large number of banner people who were blocked out of the city.

It's a gift for yourself.

He accepted it very unceremoniously.

The realm of spiritual perception completely unfolded, and bursts of transparent ripples rippled in the air, and unspeakable horror spread.

The people of the bannermen who were stopped outside the city immediately panicked.

But they were soon caught and flown away, dragged into the rippling transparent ripples in mid-air under the watchful eyes of the wide-eyed defenders on the city walls.

In an instant, "squeak, squeak", "click, click, clap", all kinds of gnawing and chewing sounds continued, as if there was an extremely large transparent monster devouring these captured flag men.

"Ahhh

"Demons get out of here!"

"Grandma Shaman, there are demons and monsters here!"

The soldiers defending the city on the city wall were scared to pee, and the wooden pole guns were not stable, and under the blue sky and white sun, why did such an evil demon suddenly appear!

Sure enough, the Han people are all bad embryos, and they should all be killed!

But fortunately, there is a shaman's grandmother in the city, and there are masters to protect it, and this evil demon can definitely be eradicated!

But Luo Hou was always alone, and even riding on the monsters that would roar in the eyes of these Tunguska savages, he was also weak, and the panicked and frightened soldiers quickly regained their strength under the whip of the defending general.

The archers hiding in the arrow stacks pulled out their bows and arrows, wound the arrows, and shot at Luo Hou below.

It's just that the distance of the bow and arrow is really limited, even if it is condescending, none of them hit Luo Hou, and finally it is diagonally inserted in front of him, and the dense density is extremely spectacular.

As if this round of archery had restored their courage, the soldiers defending the city, though still hiding behind the walls, fearing that they would be discovered and captured by the demons, were cautiously looking through the holes in the walls.

Just as Luo Hou was about to take action against the city gate, the tightly sealed city gate opened.

A group of dozens of old women wearing colorful strips of cloth and hanging various human bones, snake bones, animal bones, and wolf heads appeared.

These old women were all in their fifties and sixties, seventy or eighty years old, their faces were wrinkled, they walked staggeringly, but their eyes were unusually bright.

The strange green light revealed endless viciousness from the small slitted eyes, and with the wolf head on his head, it looked no different from a giant wolf standing up.

These old women held all kinds of strange utensils in their hands, and they also held countless white and red moon cloths.

It was followed by a group of monks with sad faces, wearing red and gray monk robes, holding demon pestles and Buddhist scriptures.

"Huh!" Luo Hou was a little surprised, most of these monks were not bald, but just a short stubble.

He was followed by some Han people who gritted their teeth, shrunk their eyes, and hunched over in fear.

These Han people's clothes are very complete, and there is not much food on their faces, and at a glance they know that they are the servants of the Qing court magnates.

Some of them were carrying some jars and barrels in their hands, and the smell of blood and feces from afar, Luo Hou didn't have to guess to know that these were the legendary black dog blood and dung.

"Gross!" Luo Hou couldn't help but retch, these people are so disgusting!

They must be crushed to ashes!

actually regarded himself as a demon, and even used the means of menstrual cloth and dung.

Luo Hou admitted that he had really been dealt a fatal blow - he was disgusted.

As soon as these people reached the range of their spiritual perception, Luo Hou immediately couldn't help but attack.

I saw countless transparent palms emerge from the air, and then surrounded these shamans, monks and traitors, gradually narrowing the encirclement.

The old shaman, the monk and the traitors huddled together back to back in panic, but they still clung to the bone utensils, the menstrual cloth, the demon slaying pestle, and the small wooden barrels in their hands.

When the transparent palm surrounded him, he immediately gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and the person carrying the small wooden bucket immediately splashed it on the transparent palm.

Some of the monks sat on the ground and began to chant sutras, and some held demon pestles in their hands and shouted "Buddha bless" and rushed up to the palms of their hands.

The old shamans muttered unknown words and threw pieces of menstrual cloth into the huge palms that surrounded them.