When Carol, the god of war, died.

On the west side of the moat, in the main camp of the Rouli people, a round purple light candle was dimly extinguished.

The guards who had been guarding Carol's tent were stunned when they saw the candle flame extinguished and the purple circle of light dissipated.

"Someone!"

"The subordinates are here. ”

"Inform everyone west of the moat to retreat!

"Yes!"

......

After receiving the news of the death of the military god, the morale of the cultivators and the army of Rouli was suddenly lost. Obey all orders and withdraw from Rouli. At this point, the west of the moat gradually calmed down.

At the same time, under the leadership of Lu Zhou, the Demon Heaven Pavilion flew all the way across the moat.

The majestic moat is not high.

Halfway there, the wind and snow were blowing and the temperature dropped sharply.

The cold wind is like a knife, constantly destroying everyone's body protection.

Pan Litian had crossed the moat and had enough experience in this regard.

He casually laid out his qi to block the endless wind and snow, and said loudly: "The old man has tried it in the southern moat, and that is the insurmountable height. It's acceptable here. After a while, when you reach the top of the moat, concentrate some, and everyone can take turns to show their strength. ”

The power of the collective naturally far exceeds that of the individual.

Ming Shiyin asked, "How did these Rouli people get mixed up?"

Pan Litian said: "There are three ways, one is to detour from the north, the second is to use a flying chariot to transport, and the third is to dig a cave in the middle of the moat to communicate between the east and the west. However, the frequent wars were gradually blocked. ”

"Teachable. Ming Shiyin said.

As he spoke, the wind grew louder and louder.

The crowd looked up.

"Resist the old decay!"

The golden gourd bloomed with light, the five-leaf Dharma body swirled upward, and the cone-like golden qi withstood the waterfall-like wind and snow, and went up to the moat. The others followed and flew up with them.

Then everyone took turns to activate the Dharma Body.

Only the little conch's Dharma body stayed at the stage of the Ten Directions, and it could only follow Lu Zhou's side with difficulty.

In front of high-level cultivators, her speed was really a little unable to keep up.

The conch is untouched.

"Little junior sister, let's go!"

"Little junior sister!"

"Haha...... Little junior sister, take advantage of the fact that the little junior sister is not strong, and mix up a good popularity! I'll help you!"

Duanmusheng, Ming Shiyin, Si Wuya, Xiao Kite, and others all made a burst of anger, dragging it down and blocking the wind and snow above.

"Thank you, senior brother and sister!"

The conch breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I also made up my mind to become stronger in a short period of time.

To the north, at the end of the moat, there are mountains and rivers that cannot be seen clearly...... To the south, you can't see how high the moat is, it's like walking on the back of a mountain.

The mountains and seas are vast, and the wind and snow are pervasive.

All year round, that's true.

Finally, the people of the Demon Heaven Pavilion flew to the moat and landed on the ground.

Look at the beautiful mountains and rivers.

The raccoon had already arrived at the top of the moat, sitting and watching, like a petrified giant lion.

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance. Lu Zhou admired.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Ming Shiyin applauded.

Duanmusheng turned his head and glanced at Ming Shiyin...... Ming Shiyin immediately closed his mouth.

Even if he's a seven-leaf now...... But when he thought that the third senior brother was the fourth leaf after cutting the lotus, his temper suddenly disappeared.

Duanmusheng turned his head and said, "Good poetry." ”

Ming Shiyin: "???"

Pan Litian said: "It is rumored in the world that the pavilion master has cultivation and courage without strategy; This poem is also superb!"

"Do you know poetry?" asked Si Wuya, turning his head.

"I know a little bit about fur. ”

“......”

What are you blowing fur?

After admiring it for a moment, Lu Zhou said, "Go down to the moat." ”

The crowd nodded, jumped down the moat, and swept downward.

After some time, the people landed on the mountain.

Lu Zhou landed and said: "Except for the conch, the others are looking for ...... separately In case of danger, self-protection is preferred. ”

"Yes!"

The crowd scattered and swept low towards the west.

Without the presence of the Rouli and Loulan people, the west of the moat has become peaceful and quiet.

......

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

East of the abyss, north of the moat.

The Yunnu River, spanning the entire continent.

Many villages, built along the river.

Guro Village.

A soft old man is introducing the situation in the village to a man in fancy clothes-

"My lord, there are more than 20 children in the village who are about 10 years old this year. They were all very obedient. Please take them, and they will surely become the greatest cultivators and the bravest warriors of Jori. ”

The man in fancy clothes shook his head and said, "I have already seen their qualifications, and they are not suitable for cultivation." Do you have any other kids to recommend?"

"My lord, what do you think of the older children?"

"I watched it a few years ago when I was older...... Forget it, I'll go to the next village. "The man in the fancy costume was about to leave the sky.

Two young men in the village, armed with sticks, drove a young man in a ragged robe back to the village.

"Ah Hai, don't look at it, move the things back, and I won't beat you today. The young man Adong said.

"Don't think about running away...... It's a mess out there right now. If you go out like this, you will only starve to death. ”

From time to time, the two squeezed the young man named "Ah Hai".

The man in the fancy costume glanced at it casually and wondered, "This is?"

The old man said, "My lord, this is the slave of our Guluo Village. ”

"Slaves?"

The old man waved at Ah Hai: "Ah Hai, come here-"

Ah Hai put down his things and walked over.

The man in the fancy clothes looked at him, saw the wound on his body, and the hostility in his eyes, and said, "Great Yan Man?"

"That's right. Our Guluo village often captures the Great Yan people as slaves. This beast is not small, it is very tenacious, and the ordinary Great Yan slave has long been unable to stand the suffering and committed suicide. He has been able to hold on until now. The old man said.

The man in the fancy costume waved his hand casually.

A blade slashed across Ah Hai's shirt.

On his body, there were very clear scars, terrible lines, all over his chest.

"The roots are good, and the talent is good...... It's a pity that it's not my Rouli. The man in the costume sighed and shook his head.

Ah Dong laughed and said, "Hey, I didn't expect Ah Hai to be a piece of cultivation material." ”

The old man shook his head: "It's a pity that he is a great Yanman." ”

The man in the costume had a flash of inspiration and said, "It's not impossible......

The old man didn't speak.

He seemed to understand what the man in the fancy costume meant.

Train the Great Yan people to be powerful dead soldiers and kill the Great Yan ...... This kind of means has existed since ancient times.

How could Ah Hai not understand.

In this Guluo Village, all he suffered was some skin suffering, and he could always find hope of escape.

But if it falls into the hands of a practitioner, then he will never recover.

Don't say a word......

Ah Hai turned around and ran!

Ah Dong sneered again and again: "Run again." See it...... The Great Flame is as stupid as a pig. ”

He raised his hand and whistled.

The strong men in the village, as well as the wolf dogs, galloped out.

Ah Hai, who was already injured and had difficulty walking, how could he escape.

Shout!

Someone picked up a slingshot and shot!

Bang!

Hit Ah Hai in the leg.

Ah Hai fell to the ground, and several villagers immediately swarmed up and kicked and beaten.

Ah Hai held his head and said nothing.

Don't know why...... He always felt that this scene was familiar.

Whenever he tried to think about it, his mind went blank and he couldn't capture anything.

Life is a cycle of ......

If you don't seek change, it will happen again.

The man in Chinese clothes raised his hand: "Stop." ”

"Phew, the Great Yan people are all cheap bones. ”

The villagers of Guluo Village stopped and stepped back.

The man in fancy clothes walked over and said, "This will kill him." ”

"It's just right to be dead. Are we Rouli people less bullied by his Great Yan? Of the ten members of my family, six of them died under the iron hooves of Great Yan. Yongshou Dog Emperor went west, how many people did we die?

"That's it, it's too cheap! If you want to be a slave in Guluo Village for the rest of your life, you will be unloaded and fed to the dog when you die. ”