As the morning sun rises, a glimmer of light illuminates the earth, dispelling the darkness and lighting up the world again.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on Xu Le through the small hole in the thatched roof, covering him with a golden veil.

Xu Le relieved his meditation, clearly feeling that his spiritual power was a little stronger than yesterday, and nodded with satisfaction.

Xu Le saw that Wan'er next to him was still asleep, considering that the play'er body had just recovered and needed time to recover. Xu Le stood up and walked outside.

Bang bang bang!

Ten meters away from this room, Yiming and the Black Shadow Warrior were still practicing, and his face was obviously tired, after all, although his body was strengthened, he couldn't compare to the Black Shadow Warrior who was almost immortal and didn't need to rest.

Seeing Xu Le coming, the two stopped their movements and knelt on one knee.

Xu Le nodded, looked at the bruises on Yiming's body, his eyes became resolute, and said gently: "Go back and rest, you should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and you can go back too." ”

Ichimei stood up and was about to go back, when he saw the black shadow warrior who was training with him turn into a puddle of shadows and disappear in place, his mouth growing. But looking at Xu Le with a calm face, he closed his mouth, since Xu Le didn't mean to explain to him, then he couldn't ask, this was the way to be a servant.

Xu Le stood under the tree and studied the token he found yesterday for a while, and the material was actually dark iron. The dark iron that can be used to forge divine weapons has actually been used to forge a token, especially since this piece of dark iron has been tempered thousands of times, and at least the number of large swords that can be forged has been used.

But after groping for a long time, the token is still tepidly absorbing the vitality, and the engraved Xuanniao is still the same as yesterday, and it doesn't seem to be anything strange, just a dead thing.

"Brother Immortal, yours, your clothes."

Turning her head, Wan'er stood behind her, her face slightly red, holding Xu Le's robe in her hand.

"How's your body recovering?" Xu Le took the robe, slowly put it on, and asked casually.

"It's much better, my heart doesn't hurt at all, Brother Immortal, you're really amazing!" When Wan'er heard the question, she said happily that after waking up in the morning, her chest didn't hurt anymore, and her whole person had strength, and she didn't fall down after being blown by the wind like before.

Xu Le smiled and touched Wan'er's head, and Wan'er also closed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Okay, you're in good health, go back and take a good rest, just take care of your brother, he's tired during this time." Xu Le withdrew his hand, and his tone became flat again, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Wan'er was a little disappointed and calm Xu Le, the young man Mu Ai, the girl Sichun, at this age, Wan'er will naturally have a good impression of those handsome young people, and it is human nature to love beautiful things. Xu Le's appearance is not bad, and he has a temperament on his body, which is otherworldly, and people can't help but indulge in it.

Especially this handsome young man also came to save her when he was in the most painful time, leaving a deep mark on Wan'er's heart.

Looking at Wan'er who was lost, Xu Le did not stay.

He has a good emotional intelligence, and he knows that Wan'er has a good impression of him, but that is just an ignorant good feeling, and when she grows up, she will understand what love is. Besides, he is just pity for Wan'er, he has decided to chase power in this life, love or something, there is no meaning.

He had already learned the basics of this world through the Dark Shadow Warrior.

Based on the Shadow Warrior's lurking in the vicinity and gathering information, he has a general understanding of the world. Although the Shang Dynasty has occupied the orthodoxy, its dominance is no longer as strong as before.

It seems that because of some similar policies of the founding emperor of the Shang Dynasty, a group of princes now have their own troops, and several small countries and nomads on the side are also eyeing the behemoth of the Shang Dynasty, as long as it shows the slightest weakness, it will pounce on it like a hungry wolf and bite off a piece of meat.

As for the current emperor, named Yin Que, ten princes of the previous generation competed for the throne, and ten people were robbed too fiercely, and in the end, the matter of bringing troops into the forbidden palace happened, and finally nine were killed by the emperor who left behind, and in the end, only one was also imprisoned in the palace, deprived of military rights, and imprisoned for life.

This Yin Que, who had given up competing for the throne at that time after eating, drinking and having fun, was picked out by the emperor in this way, and he didn't know how many people's eyeballs were stunned, so he could only say that stupid people have stupid blessings.

It is precisely like this, although Yin Que is not a faint monarch, but his ability is insufficient, otherwise he will not give up competing for the throne, and at the same time, he likes the art of beauty and immortals the most, and often drafts in the people, sending people to find traces of immortals.

This was precisely Xu Le's opportunity, he felt that the immortal who was hundreds of years ago was likely to get the world's strange things, otherwise. According to the hierarchy of this world, it is impossible to give birth to extraordinary powers

But now we can't be in a hurry, people have bad roots, and they won't cherish things that are easy. Therefore, he asked the emperor to invite him in person, in a way that shook the world.

But it's still too early to say this, and now Xu Le is thinking about how to create a sensation and make the emperor pay attention to himself.

While he was thinking, a dark shadow warrior appeared and reported something to him.

"If you really want to doze off, bring me a pillow, and use you to start my first battle in this world!"

Xu Le laughed, his figure shook, and he appeared on the white tiger, woke up Shao Hao, who was still asleep, and asked him to rush to the east.

Although the white tiger was awakened from a sweet dream and was indignant in its heart, it did not dare to lose its temper with its master, so it could only roar angrily twice, startling a flock of birds.

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Not far to the east of Qingquan Town, a group of big men dressed in animal skins and with strange patterns painted on their faces rode on horseback, and talked in strange language.

Vulture Bone, who was the vanguard leader of this operation, lacked food in the pastures in the autumn, and most of the cattle and sheep died because there was not enough food. This means that the people of their tribe will not have enough food to survive the winter.

Originally, they had accumulated a large amount of food, but a very brutal and powerful leader appeared in the largest tribe of the steppe, and he kept collecting food from these small tribes, and I heard that it was to prepare for the declaration of war on the Great Shang.

But for them, there is no benefit at all in declaring war, they just want to live well. But reality does not allow it, for the sake of the continuation of the tribe, the vulture has gathered all the young men and prepared to raid Qingquan Town, which is on the border.

The vulture looked at his subordinates who had been repaired, exhaled with his whole arm, looked serious, and shouted loudly: "We are the warriors of the tribe, and we attacked the Shang people this time to rob them of their food and women. I don't take anything I get. But you have to remember that if we fail, our tribe will disappear forever. ”

"Captain, what are you afraid of, I heard that women in the Shang Kingdom have fine skin and tender meat, I have long wanted to try it."

"I've seen Shang people, all of them are soft-footed shrimp, and they will kneel down and beg for mercy as soon as I go down."

"The people of the Shang country are two-legged sheep, should we taste it?"

A group of big men rode on horses, and their words were full of contempt for the Shang people. The idea of eating two-legged sheep was even proposed.

The two-legged sheep refers not to sheep, but to people, who were first fed because of lack of food. The old thin man is called 'Rao Fire', the woman is called 'not envious sheep', the child is called 'and the bones are rotten', and the eyes are 'two-legged sheep'. But who would have known that there was a group of beasts who liked to eat their own kind and had developed many methods of cannibalism.

It's like the ancient Chinese courtiers boiled their wives and children into broth for the king to eat, or when Huangchao rebelled, they actually used human flesh as military food, which can be said to be the most evil of the people's hearts.

The vulture bone also seems to be in his heart, as long as his tribe can continue, what does it matter to him whether the Shang people live or die.

His hero, my enemy. Different positions, different decisions and ideas. There is no right or wrong, only the struggle of different peoples for continuity.

The vulture bone clamped his legs, raised his horsewhip, and swung it down, and the BMW under him stood up with his hooves, hissed, and rushed to Qingquan Town, with a puff of dust behind him, filling his eyes.

The other horseback men behind him followed, not to be outdone, and their hearty laughter echoed through the woods. But he didn't notice that behind the big tree not far away, a dark shadow warrior turned into a puddle of shadows and disappeared.