PS: Fever 39.6 degrees,Boundless mind is a little unclear.,I just came back from the hospital and started to code words.,I'm afraid that I'll break the change.,I'm seriously ill.,Finish writing this chapter with a strong spirit.,The recent update may be late.,Because you're in the hospital during the day.,I'm sorry.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Dongzhou City in front of him, the nest of ants kept flashing in his mind, he was just watching the enemy destroy Dongzhou City little by little in front of him.

Jiang Pingchuan hated himself, hated that he didn't have the strength to confront the Three Realms Envoy, and hated his ignorance, and the Three Realms Envoy leisurely destroyed Dongzhou City in front of him.

I was stupidly feeling innocent for a group of ants there, but what I didn't expect was that the symbolic object of that group of ants was Dongzhou City in front of me, and there were few traces of fighting here.

Most of the traces were in the same direction, and they looked smooth, Jiang Pingchuan knew that this was because of the attack of the Three Realms Envoy who had no one to resist in the entire Dongzhou City, this was the birthplace of Dongzhou City, and it was also the cemetery of Dongzhou City, and everything ended with the wave of the Three Realms Envoy.

Jiang Pingchuan walked into Dongzhou City in a trance, looking at the flames in one place, looking at the corpses all over the city, some people were full of fear, some women were holding infant children in their arms, some people were holding fish and meat in their hands, and some people were still doing the work in their hands.

When the catastrophe struck, time seemed to be frozen, and before the people here could react, the attack was gone, and everything was lifeless.

Except for the blood and minced meat, the people of Dongzhou City are like a swarm of ants, they are slaughtered at will without paying any price.

Jiang Pingchuan walked along the gravel street towards the location of the Dongzhou City Lord's Mansion, looking at the Dongzhou City Lord's Mansion that had been trampled into slag by someone, Jiang Pingchuan knelt in front of the door of the City Lord's Mansion and smiled bitterly.

"I'm the deputy city lord, I'm the deputy city lord of Dongzhou City, hehe, hahahaha, why don't you kill me, why"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the red sky that was scorched by the flames with red eyes, where the burning clouds filled the sky above Dongzhou City, and Jiang Pingchuan's voice was hoarse.

It was an extremely helpless mood, he couldn't forget the Three Realms envoy who trampled the ants on the ground one by one, and the one foot that stepped on Dongzhou City would kill an innocent person.

The scar on Jiang Pingchuan's face left by the envoy of the Three Realms suddenly seemed to be held down, and a hot and piercing pain hit his mind, and all the scenes in front of Jiang Pingchuan became layered with countless shadows.

Jiang Pingchuan covered his face and stood up, slowly moving his steps towards the house, Jiang Pingchuan was stunned when he walked to the gate, and an emerald green Buddha bead appeared in his layered vision.

The beads were still emitting a faint green light, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly flashed as he took a step, Jiang Pingchuan's whole person fell straight to the ground, and his whole face collided with the bluestone slab on the ground.

Jiang Pingchuan opened his confused eyes and crawled towards the string of Buddha beads, holding the Buddha beads in his palm, Jiang Pingchuan could still feel the residual heat on it.

He scanned the circle with those eyes that couldn't see anything clearly, but he didn't see the body of the palace master, in Jiang Pingchuan's heart, the palace master either escaped or was buried under a ruin.

Jiang Pingchuan turned over his body, and the ground he crawled on was slowly covered with blood, Jiang Pingchuan's lips were violently cracked by the bluestone slab and mixed with the blood in his nose.

Jiang Pingchuan opened his mouth slightly and looked at the sky above his head, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, Jiang Pingchuan turned his head sideways and looked at the direction where the wind was blowing, where was a bamboo pole.

There was a portrait of a burned person hanging on the pole, Jiang Pingchuan recognized at a glance that it was the painting that Chu Yunge had left to the Han family, and the young man on the painting already had an unruly look on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

On his neck, someone wrote the word "殺" with a bright red cinnabar pen, which is incomplete, because the lower part of the portrait has been burned by the fire, and the remaining part has a half-missing character "殺" on it.

Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes, that portrait must have been deliberately left for himself by the Three Realms Envoy, Jiang Pingchuan recalled what the Three Realms Envoy had said, he said that he would be bullied by him in his first life, he would be bullied by him in his second life, and he would be bullied by him in his third life.

And what flashed in his mind at that time was the picture of three people, and the next two were Chu Yunge and himself, Jiang Pingchuan cracked his mouth and smiled.

"Ling Yunxiao, that's Ling Yunxiao, the strong people of my Maoshan Road for thousands of years have been bullied by you, hehe, I'm not ashamed, I didn't see them bow their heads there, I didn't see them retreat, you can kill us, but you can never win Maoshan Dao"

Jiang Pingchuan pursed his lips and said sarcastically, but when he wanted to continue, his neck was locked by a force, and he blushed and couldn't continue to speak.

He could only breathe the air hard with his tattered nose that had collapsed, and blood would spurt out from his nostrils with every breath, Jiang Pingchuan lay on the ground and felt the suffocation sensation coming from his neck.

When Jiang Pingchuan's hands and feet began to twitch due to suffocation, the force suddenly disappeared inexplicably, and Jiang Pingchuan was lying on the ground miserably, and the eight Dao crystals in his body were still running rapidly.

However, the true qi they fed back to Jiang Pingchuan could only repair the other scars on Jiang Pingchuan's body, and every time they reached the scar on Jiang Pingchuan's face, it was difficult for the true qi to enter the slightest.

When the true qi in his body forcibly repaired the scar on Jiang Pingchuan's face, Jiang Pingchuan would suffer the pain of ten thousand ants eroding his bones, and his face seemed to be constantly roasted with a red-hot soldering iron.

Jiang Pingchuan withdrew the true qi on his body, sealed all the true qi in his body, and as soon as the true qi was blocked by Jiang Pingchuan, a powerful hot air stream blew Jiang Pingchuan's eyes slowly filled with tears, Jiang Pingchuan inhaled a mouthful of dusty air and coughed violently.

His head seemed to be wrapped around his temples, tightening and tightening his head, and the breath exhaled from his nose burned his philtrum.

The whole mouth began to become numb, the mouth was tasteless, and the limbs began to twitch inexplicably, Jiang Pingchuan lay on the ground like a dead man, and his hair bun gradually turned white.

The robe on his body changed from white to silver, and after Jiang Pingchuan blocked his true qi, the robe turned back to white and was full of burn marks.

Half of Jiang Pingchuan's face was full of scars left by the envoy of the Three Realms, and his white face now looked incomparably hideous, Jiang Pingchuan slowly fell asleep in a daze, until a noisy footsteps passed through his ears.

"Jun Moyan, there is still a living person here"

A crisp voice came into Jiang Pingchuan's ears, and along with the sound came a very powerful breath, which was not inferior to Jiang Pingchuan in the slightest.

Jiang Pingchuan felt the approach of that breath, and he felt a coolness in the two breaths in front of him, which made his burning body very refreshing.

"But he's so disgusting, half of his face is a red tumor"

The voice came again, and Jiang Pingchuan smiled bitterly in his heart, his face had been left indelible traces by the Three Realms Envoy.

"Hehe, what do you know, superficial, this is not a tumor, but a mark on his own brand"

The young man known as Jun Moyan squatted on the ground and looked at Jiang Pingchuan who was dying, and said in a deep voice, hearing Jun Moyan's words, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes stood next to him, with displeasure on his face.

"What kind of brand is this, so disgusting, so strange"

The young man pointed to Jiang Pingchuan's face and said with some disgust, while Jun Moyan looked at half of Jiang Pingchuan's face with shocked eyes.

"This imprint is strange, but the person in front of him is even stranger, an ordinary person without the slightest true qi is beaten like this and does not die, don't you think this person is more interesting than the imprint?"

Jun Moyan looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently touched the scar on Jiang Pingchuan's face, Jun Moyan just came into contact with the scar on Jiang Pingchuan's face, Jun Moyan gasped and hurriedly withdrew his hand, looking at Jiang Pingchuan on the ground with a shocked expression.

"Mo Yan, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

Seeing Jun Moyan put his finger in his mouth and kept sucking on it with a shocked look, the man standing next to Jun Moyan suddenly looked very nervous.

Squatting down and looking at Jun Moyan with bright eyes, Jun Moyan looked at the aggrieved man in a daze and slowly pulled out his fingers.

"Brother Wantang, don't always look at me like you're going to die, you look at me like this, I always think I'm seriously injured, but I'm okay at all, quickly put away your watery eyes, look like a big girl"

Jun Moyan took out his hand and patted Wan Tang's shoulder, Wan Tang listened to Jun Moyan's words, snorted coldly, knocked off the hand on his shoulder, stood up directly, and walked towards a cavalry army, Jun Moyan looked at the back of Wan Tang leaving, sighed and shook his head.

"Why are you still like a child?"

Jun Moyan muttered, patted Jiang Pingchuan's body, stretched out his fingers to probe Jiang Pingchuan's snort, and when he felt that Jiang Pingchuan was still alive, Jun Moyan patted his palm and helped Jiang Pingchuan up.

Carrying Jiang Pingchuan on his back, looking at the Buddha beads held tightly in Jiang Pingchuan's hand, Jun Moyan paused and walked towards the cavalry army with Jiang Pingchuan on his back.

"What are you doing behind him, so dirty"

Wan Tang looked at Jun Moyan's dirty Jiang Pingchuan on his back and complained, Jun Moyan ignored Wan Tang, and directly carried Jiang Pingchuan to a cart where grain and grass were placed, kicked away two bags of grain and grass, and gently put Jiang Pingchuan behind him on the carriage.

He looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of him, and kept thinking in his heart, and his intuition told him that the disgusting-looking ugly monster in front of him must not be a simple character.

"Master Hou, we have thoroughly surveyed this Dongzhou City and confirmed that no one is alive."

A guard stood beside Jun Moyan and said, Jun Moyan nodded and looked at Dongzhou City in front of him, and suddenly a strong wind blew.

Jun Moyan's face turned sideways, he returned to his war horse, drew his sword, and looked at the direction where the wind was blowing.