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.” The city of Jizhou has been recaptured. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Sun Ce in the distance showed a smile, as if he had already concluded the result: "It's really a dream victory." Sun Quan, who had a somewhat unpleasant face, rode a horse and followed him, and responded a little depressedly. What's the matter, little brother. Sun Ce slowed down and patted him on the shoulder: "For the generals, they should set an example for the soldiers below, even if they can't be as drifting as the guy in Xiliang at this time, they must work hard to do a good job." "That's what Big Brother said." Sun Quan sighed, his face recovering resolutely: "The men of the Sun family can afford to let go of it, and they will definitely not be worried because of personal grievances." "Haha." Sun Ce looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Little brother, you are still like that." "Why...... "Victory is a good thing, but the mood is a little low." Yu and Quan shook their heads and held the reins of the horse: "Father's humiliation, as a descendant, really didn't you help him get it back?" "Father might laugh at you when he sees you like this." Sun Ce smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "If you want to talk about humiliation, can you forget the humiliation that Yuan Lu Zhi gave us?" ”

Sun Ce drove the horses to the front: "The things of the past have gone after all. Even if his father knew what that man was doing, he would only smile and raise his glass and invite him to drink with himself. "How can a person who resents others because of his mistakes hold up the whole world in the future?" Sun Ce smiled: "Little brother, go and face that man well, if you can have that kind of demeanor one day, your father and eldest brother will be proud of you." "Hey, that's troublesome." Sun Quan scratched his head and followed behind Sun Ce: "It's better for the eldest brother to do it well, and the eldest brother will definitely be able to be not inferior to him in the future." ”

Sun Ce, who was in front, looked at his younger brother with helplessness and pride, smiled heroically, and pulled out his weapon: "Everyone, attack with me!" "Attack! Offensive! ”

Finally, after a long period of hasty exile, this group of heroes who suppressed their anger in their hearts finally stood in front of the enemy with weapons in their hands again, this time, even if they did not retreat!

In the gloomy hall, a burly, demon-like old man sat cross-legged in front of a basin-shaped primer with a black aura, his head hairless, with demonic horns on top of his head and a beard as pale as dry bones on his chin.

The heavy and huge rosary wrapped around his neck was so strange that he dared not look at it directly.

Hideous as a ghost, but he is dressed as a monk, and his identity is already clear, it is the demon monk: Ping Qingsheng.

His mouth kept chanting incantations, reaching into the vessel's smoke like a cloud of water.

Suddenly, he let out a low cry of pain, and his right hand was suddenly withdrawn.

The right hand slowly reached into the basin, and on the arm covered with green tendons was written all kinds of small characters, all of which were incantations of the way of the devil. And suddenly a red blood stain appeared on the characters all over the arm, like a red rope hanging on the arm.

With a soft snapping sound, his arm snapped in two along the bloodstain, no blood splattered, only a black breath that wriggled like a snake erupted from the wound.

He glanced blankly at the severed hand on the ground, chanting a vague incantation in his mouth, and the broken arm collapsed and spread into a black mist, which was drawn into the wound of the arm. Middle.

After the black mist dissipated, the full arm reappeared on his body.

He sighed, stood up from the ground cautiously, knelt on the ground respectfully, and reported to the darkness, his voice hoarse: "My lord, my sister is probably already ......" In the darkness, someone seemed to open their eyes, and a pair of snake eyes that made people feel cold. "It doesn't matter." Yuan Lu Zhi did not punish Ping Qingsheng: "You go down." ”

Ping Qingsheng's body trembled, and he respectfully held the instrument and retreated.

Yuan Lu Zhi slowly got up from his seat, walked to the depths of darkness with his armrest, and finally opened the door of the dungeon and walked into the thicker darkness.

In the darkness, it seemed that someone was gasping for pain and enduring great pain.

Yuan Lu Zhi slowly lit the candle beside him, illuminating the man who was nailed to the wall.

The lower half of his body had melted under the power of the spell, and it looked so terrible that it made his scalp tingle.

The melted flesh and bones turned into blood and flowed slowly into an ancient pot, consuming the seal at its core. "How does it feel, Su, Sa, Dai, Man?"

Yuan Lu Zhi used the light in his hand to illuminate the dark face, and his voice mocked and played: "It's about to melt, haven't you thought it through?" ”

The man who was pinned to the wall raised his head dyingly, opened his eyes to look at his face, sneered and lowered his head again.

The once burly body was as thin as a dry corpse, but his eyes were as unruly and fierce as the day, he didn't want to pay attention to Yuan Lu Zhi, and endured the pain that never stopped every moment in silence. "Oh? Don't like the title? Hmm, Suzhan Woozun? Yuan Lu Zhi slapped his face and smiled playfully: "Do you want me to call you, the man of Jiansu Susanoo,?" "Wake up, noble God of Destruction." Yuan Lu Zhi patted his cheek casually: "This is not Gao Tianyuan who lets you go crazy drunk." "Do you really want to be refined into a puddle of blood that doesn't even exist for your soul?" Yuan Lu Zhi lowered his voice: "Why bother? Hand over my Tiancong Cloud Carving, and I might even release you. If you continue like this, you will just die worthless? "Value?" "You talk to me about value?"

The god who was sealed and nailed to the stone wall sneered, raised his head and showed a mocking expression: "As long as I am alive for a day, you can't leave Jizhi City for a day, and if I don't die for a day, you won't get Tiancong Yun or unlock the seal of the demon refining pot, this is the greatest value." ”

Yuan Lu Zhi sneered: "It doesn't make any sense at all, the hope you pinned on is now like a wild dog chasing me by my army, and it is vulnerable." ”

"Hey...... "Don't underestimate those humans." Su Zhan Mingzun looked down at his melted lower body, revealing a smile that didn't care, and his eyes were sharp like blades: "Sooner or later, they will hit you like us, ...... you"

Holding his throat all the time, Yuan Lu Zhi's cold snake eyes looked at his expression that was about to be out of breath, and finally slowly let go of his hand: "Those wild dogs have reached the brink of destruction, and you are also destined to die." ”

"Is there anything imperishable in the world? Even if the gods are dead, I will, and so will you......""

The weak and painful Suzhan Mingzun laughed loudly, like thunder: "Yuanlu Zhi, you are doomed. "Stubborn." Yuan Lu Zhi sneered and listened to the barking of the defeated dog, extinguished the candle, and walked out of the dungeon.

In the last moment, he turned his head to look at the man who was gasping in the darkness, and said with a sneer, "Next time I will bring their heads to show you." ”

The door to the dungeon slowly closed, and the sixteen-layer spell seal was running again. In the deepest depths of darkness, the depleted gods are slowly being refined by the demon refining pot controlled by Yuanlu Zhi.

In the dark, he suddenly recalled the old time, his tyrannical self, I'm afraid he was never liked, right?

Even if it dies, no one will remember him, right?

It doesn't matter, it's enough to be able to mention those children before they die to get a glimmer of hope.

The darkness echoed with a suppressed pain and helpless murmur: "Hurry up, I can't hold on to it...... "Time is ......"

By the time Bai Shuo arrived in Jizhou City, the war was over.

Enraged, the rebels cut off the heads of all their enemies and built a Kyoto temple made of alien heads.

This is probably the cruelty caused by the anger that has been suppressed for a long time and finally explodes, right? Anyone who sees the death of the people in the city will find it difficult to calm down.

It's a little cruel, but it doesn't matter how many times those who are willing to be demonized into snake people die, right?

In the words of Changsun Wu: Professionalism is a murderous army, do you still want him to treat the enemy as docile and friendly?

You must know that after seeing the tragic situation in the city with his own eyes, Changsun Wu once sighed to Bai Shuo: "It's really hell." ”

Large numbers of residents were dragged out of their homes by the reveling snake people, stabbed to death in the walls, and left their corpses to rot.

After being transformed into a demon, even the heart is devoured by the demon, and the monster that celebrates with human life unscrupulously is better to have as many deaths as possible.

The generals I met along the way were quite friendly and respectful after seeing Bai Shuo, although they had some opinions about Bai Shuo's loss of face, but just like Sun Ce said, reprimanding others because of their own mistakes can only show their shallowness.

Many bold generals invited them to drink and celebrate the recapture of Jizhou City. In this regard, the eldest grandson Wu resisted the burden and went to drink and chat with a group of uncles who were about the same age as him.

And Bai Shuo walked alone in the streets of Jizhou City, not wanting to meet the lonely Shangyu Qianxin.

After noticing Bai Shuo, Shang Yu Qianxin, who was holding the rosary in his hand, turned around, folded his hands and nodded.

Bai Shuo nodded and said, "Isn't the general going to the banquet?" ”

Shanggui Qianxin smiled and shook the Buddha beads in his hand: "Since I was a child, I have believed in Buddhism, and I can't bear that the souls of the people have nowhere to go, and I am chanting." ”

Bai Shuo patted his head a little ashamedly, and said with Yu Qianxin: "Speaking of shame, I almost really became a monk before, and I usually boast that I have obtained two points of Buddha essence, but I am not as compassionate as the general. I'm here to help, too.

The corpses of the people have been collected by the soldiers and placed in Yizhuang in the west of the city, so as to prevent the spread of the epidemic after decay, and also save Bai Shuo from going over one by one.

Although Bai Shuo is not a true monk now, after all, the realm is shaking there, and it is better than three hundred bald heads to do eighteen days of water and land dojos.

After reciting the scriptures three times, all the obsessions and resentments carried by the unjust souls were washed away and gone with the wind.

As for the rest of the negative emotions that were so strong that they were maddeningly converging, Bai Shuo was worried that something would come out over time, so he simply threw them into the Hell Dao and the Shura Dao to fill in the Wheel Enchantment.

After an hour, his own cultivation has also made considerable progress, and it seems that it is not in vain to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Just when Bai Shuo decided to come a few more times, a rather bad news reached his ears.