It was only for the two of them to fight for several days, and a few days later, a huge baptism occurred in the land of Xia, and the exotic iron cavalry came out of nowhere and was fiercely attacking and killing the people of Xia.

Heaven and earth are burning, the wind is trembling, the earth is full of mountains of undead, and blood is flowing like rivers. Yu Qinglin saw the thick dead air floating around the heavens and the earth, which was the corpses of thousands of Zhuxia people.

One by one, the ruins of people, the broken eaves and broken walls. The fallen man, with his wife and children smiling in his eyes, immediately turned into ashes.

And the remnants of the soldiers who were still brandishing their weapons and slashing were only desperate cries and disillusionment. In the center of the battlefield, Yu Qinglin and the exotic iron cavalry powerhouse flickered into light and shadow, and on the far other side was the crumbling city wall and the horizon.

Embattled, remembered the roar.

No one knows where these Exotic Iron Riders came from, no one knows why they keep destroying this world, only that twenty years ago, these Exotic Iron Riders with a strong aura of death came out of thin air. In just a few years, all the earth was destroyed.

And the whole land, the appearance of these exotic iron knights, the heaven and the earth were shaken, and the earth collapsed and destroyed! Thousands of undead turned into dry bones.

And now, Yu Qinglin is leading the last force in this world!

In the center of this "land", Yu Qinglin led the last army of the Xia Kingdom Middle Earth, waiting for the final fate like duckweed.

After so many years of training, Yu Qinglin thought that his heart had been honed strong enough. But when this destined moment came, Yu Qinglin's heart still couldn't stop trembling.

Sadness, pain and despair welled up in my heart, but not for myself, but for the brothers around me, and the ultimate fate of this land of Xia that was connected to my blood.

"General, please forgive your subordinates for going first"

"It's not your fault that you've come this far, you've done your best"

"Don't be sad, my brothers already have this kind of awareness. We didn't lose the face of Xia Guo, we can be with the general in this life, this life is worth it!"

"Exotic eggs, come on! Let's have a showdown, haha!"

............

Dark clouds hissed across the sky and pierced the thunderbolts, and the smell of blood-red fish permeated the dead and noisy ruins. The wails and sword shadows that had just dissipated bloomed in the wind again, and the accumulated remnants were hideous and terrifying, and the thick aura made people almost suffocate.

As familiar figures passed by, they let out a few last laughs, and rushed into the army of exotic iron horsemen on the opposite side like moths to a fire.

At this moment, the remaining soldiers on both sides have fallen half, and the leaders facing each other in front of the two sides are tired and decisive, and the ultimate decisive battle between Yuqinglin and tens of thousands of exotic iron horsemen is already a bloody tragedy and catastrophe.

"Farewell, brothers, I'll be with you soon"

Seeing the figures disappear in front of him like the cold wind at midnight, Yu Qinglin's eyes were finally blurred by tears, and tears fell like rain.

However, a monstrous catastrophe swept the world, those who loved themselves and the people they loved died one by one, and Yu Qinglin suddenly woke up and had the heart to forge ahead!

It's just a pity that it's too late!

In this chaotic world, Yu Qinglin has gone through many, more than ten years of displacement, which made him lose the best opportunity to cultivate, but in the end, due to fate, because the military command talent accumulated by the strategy accumulated on the battlefield has attracted the attention of several predecessors of the rulers of the earth.

And pay attention to his own vitality, so that he became the last generalissimo on the earth in the catastrophe, and the last hope in his shoulders.

It was already too late, he had already missed too much. Despite all his efforts, he still failed.

He wasn't afraid of death, it's just that he couldn't die, and he was still waiting. If a man does not kill him, even if he dies, he will not be able to rest in peace.

He was the culprit of all this! If it weren't for him, Xia Guo would never have been so weak!

Yu Qinglin hates!

Only blood can wash away the infinite hatred in his heart!

It's just that the other party is too cunning, and he never shows his head easily, and he easily doesn't give Yu Qinglin a chance. It's just that this time, when he appeared in this valley Jedi with his example, Yu Qinglin knew that he couldn't help but appear.

He had been in hiding for years, but this time, in the face of complete victory, he would never hide again.

Suddenly, a voice came from afar.

Just behind the Exotic Iron Horse, an old cough cautiously appeared in the valley, his eyes triumphant, but also full of jealousy and fear.

Yu Qinglin is by no means a timid person, but God knows why the old guy on the other side always looks for himself to win or lose, although he has already survived the late stage of contemplation, but the old man in front of him has improved every time, could it be that this old man has obtained the superior mental method.

Although he had only been in charge of Middle-earth for a few years, the exotic iron knights who died under his hands were the souls of the previous ten years.

If it weren't for the fact that this old guy was always pestering him, he wouldn't have been hiding for so long.

"Old Chen, why is this happening?"

Yu Qinglin looked at the figure, and a fire of hatred shot out of his eyes. If it weren't for someone to guide them, how could these Exotic Iron Riders cause so much damage and destroy so many places in such a short period of time!

All this is the gift of this old man.

"Haha, Yu Qinglin, you really deserve to have the art of war in Middle-earth, a Yu family show can become the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, it's really incredible, if those old men picked you more than ten years ago, they chose you as their heir. Maybe the Yu family wouldn't have fallen back then, maybe Middle-earth really had a chance! But it's a pity, it's too late."

The figure was still triumphant:

"Yu Qinglin, I advise you a word, you are a talented person, the king has instructed you, as long as you take refuge here, spare you from dying, and transform you into a member of the general, how about it, think about it"

Yu Qinglin didn't hear it at all.

"Chen Jianheng!"

Yu Qinglin handed over his real name in a word, and his eyes spewed out hatred and anger. After all this time, he finally waited for this moment. This despicable and shameless old man still couldn't help but appear.

"Come with me and wipe out this valley!"

There was a roar between heaven and earth, and in the rumbling sound, a majestic sword qi shot out from Yuqinglin's body, and in an instant, there seemed to be a dazzling sun between heaven and earth, stabbing people's eyes and unable to open them.

"Back off, back off!"

Seeing Yu Qinglin pick up his sword, it cut through Chen Jian's fierce and fierce sword moves, bypassed his wrist, and quickly wrapped around his neck like lightning. I don't want to, and I tried my best to stab him completely. Instead, he was slashed in the air, taking his sad and delicate eyes. Chen Jianheng tilted his head back slightly, and actually defused Yu Qinglin's ferocious attack. Before they knew it, it was close to a hundred rounds, and the two were still fighting fiercely, and around them was already a sea of thousands of dead souls.

............

The wind was mighty, and when the Yuqing Forest appeared, thousands of exotic iron riders erupted into a panic and retreated like a tide.

"Protecting the Owner of Chen"

Some of the Exotic Iron Rider powerhouses reacted and gathered around Chen Jianheng one after another, bursting out with earth-shattering sword qi and black flames, but it was too late.

Boom, a blazing light that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, fell from the sky like a meteorite, and the snort enveloped tens of thousands of exotic powerhouses among them.

"You"

Hearing only a piercing but short scream, Chen Jianheng's face was frightened and distorted in the monstrous sword aura, and quickly disappeared.

He didn't expect that he was at the end of his rope until he died, and at this time, Yu Qinglin tried his best to make a move for him.

Resentful, trembling, but unable to resist, the invincible sword aura that exudes the Crane Wing Sword.

"Hehe, finally gone"

At this moment, Yu Qinglin had an indescribable sense of relief.

Father, mother, and countless creatures of the people of the Xia Kingdom, you can rest in peace......

Death came to his face, and a smile appeared on the corner of Yu Qinglin's mouth, and he watched with relief as countless sword qi stabbed towards him with light.

Boom, in the last moment, Yu Qinglin completely detonated the dantian, and sank with tens of thousands of exotic iron horses around......

I heard that the moment before death can be extremely long, but I didn't think it was true.

Yu Qinglin smiled miserably, and his heart was extremely calm. After so many years, it can be liberated. It's just that in the heart, there is a deep pain, and in the flash of light, Yu Qinglin thinks of his grandfather, third uncle, parents, eldest brother, and sister......

It would have been nice if I hadn't been so willful!

It would have been great if he had been able to wake up in time, stand up, and use his talent in the art of war to protect this family and defend the land of Xia Kingdom!

Now it's too late.

All of these things that I once loved deeply, and loved myself deeply, are gone.

If he could do it all over again, he would never do it again. It's just a pity that it was too late.

From now on, the land of Xia will become the hunting ground of exotic iron horses, and after a thousand years, no one knows that there is a land in this world called Xia Kingdom?

Yu Qinglin felt remorse, frustration, and unwillingness.

"It shouldn't be like this."

Tears of remorse flowed from the corners of Yu Qinglin's eyes, if he could do it all over again and make up for those regrets, he was willing to give everything, everything.

Bang!

When Yu Qinglin crossed this thought in his mind, the crane wing sword on his shoulder, "Huh", suddenly appeared extremely strong sword qi and rushed into the sky. When life was finally annihilated, in the depths of darkness, Yu Qinglin suddenly saw the earth that he had never seen before.

When the meteorite fell, there was a loud thunderous sound from the sky, emitting a dazzling firelight, and in the blink of an eye, it drew a shining line, fell from the sky, and drilled into a hole more than a meter deep. There was a faint light in the cave, and there was a breath of heat.

Someone said: "Waiting for the rain is a fate of the umbrella." “

So what is my destiny?

【The Rebirth of the Land of China】

Beichen Jing City.

"Where is this?"

Isn't it dead? how can you still see people, Yu Qinglin looked at their clothes and outfits, this is the land?

In early summer and July, the breeze is not dry.

At noon in summer, white clouds float in the blue sky. Some of these clouds are connected together, like silver waves rolling in the ocean, some are overlapping several layers, like distant mountains with layers of cockroaches, and sometimes on a large silver-gray cloud, there are clouds of different sizes and shapes, like sea stone flowers blooming on the islands and reefs. Look at the sun again, like a raging flame. Sometimes, it seems to feel the heat itself and wants to hide in the clouds in search of shade. But more often than not, he burned there heroically, pouring an excess of light and heat into the earth, causing the poplar leaves by the roadside and the pumpkin stalks in the fields to droop listlessly.

"This person is on a hot day, won't he show off, right?, play the ancient style to parade through the streets, he is not a dick, there is blood on the corners of his mouth and clothes, he won't want to come to the store to touch porcelain, right?"

I saw a young girl's long burgundy hair slightly curled down, looking a little tired and rebellious. The expression on her face was as cold as frost, her slender willow eyebrows were painted with deep purple, and under the dark shadow, the brown eyes covered by long eyelashes shimmered with light that was thousands of miles away, but there was a deep sadness that was not easy to detect, and she looked at herself with coldness and depth.

At this time, Yu Qinglin's way of speaking that he had never heard interrupted his thoughts, and he looked up sharply and saw Liao Xiaoting walking out of the indescribable room. He immediately became nervous again. Yu Qinglin's gaze moved around, as if he was searching for something, he was uneasy in his heart, something was wrong, and he didn't even dare to touch anyone's gaze. Then he lowered his head again, as if he was afraid of being seen.

"May I ask where this land is?"

Yu Qinglin couldn't describe everything in front of him, he could only ask rhetorically.

Write a few big words in front of the door "delicious dripping spicy hot"

There is a red note on the glass in front of the door, on which is written the introduction of the dense Malatang.

Malatang Introduction:

Malatang originated on the shore of the Yangtze River. Originally, it was the boatmen and slender men who created the easy and unique way to eat Malatang. From Yibin in Sichuan to Wushan in the Three Gorges, due to the turbulent flow of water, the slender man has become an indispensable scenery, they pull the fiber, in the riverside to build up stones, set up a clay pot, pick up some branches for dry firewood to make a fire, scoop a few scoops of river water, everything is taken from local materials, there are vegetables to put vegetables, there are no vegetables to pull some wild vegetables to fill the number, and then put in sea pepper, pepper and other seasonings, and eat it, both can be satisfied, and can drive away the cold, dampness.

Because of its simplicity, it quickly spread along the river. Later, the vendors on the wharf saw the business opportunity, so they transformed the dishes and stoves, placed them at both ends of the burden, and shouted as they walked. Today, Malatang has gradually walked from the river to the shore.

This is the origin of Malatang.

Malatang can be described as the predecessor of Chongqing hot pot, and it can also be said to be a simplified version of hot pot. The difference is that when you put the meat and vegetables on the bamboo skewers, when eating, put a large handful of meat and vegetables on the bamboo skewers into the tumbling red soup, the authentic way to eat is not to eat one by one, but to grab a handful, with chopsticks, the dishes will fall into the sesame oil dish, and then feast!

In addition, the ingredients used in Malatang and hot pot are generally the same, and the biggest difference between Malatang and hot pot is that it is simple and fast.

Liao Xiaoting looked confused.

"Damn, earth, isn't this teasing me? You're not stupid, are you! Look at your embarrassed appearance, you may want to do something bad!"

"Mushroom Liang, I just asked you, but I haven't answered yet, please let me know."

The conversation between the two is like playing the piano to the cow.

''Haha, the acting is quite similar, you can be an actor, don't get too deep into the play, this is reality!"

"What? This is the reality of the earth. ‘’

Liao Xiaoting didn't want to come out in the store, how hot it was! How much cosmetics does it take! Her high and narrow nose bridge was delicate and indifferent. Biting his lip, which was almost bloodless, his snow-like face was a little pale. A black slip skirt glittering with tiny rhinestones topped with a small denim shawl and a pair of black sloped highs. When she looked at this man, she thought to herself that it didn't look like a fake, there were too many liars these days!

"He seems to be injured"

Jian Yuqinglin's long hair was scattered like ink on his white clothes, and he only used a white belt to tie the hair in front of his head at the back of his head, and his whole body exuded the same cold temperament as his sword! The three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp knife exuded a cold aura, his thin lips were beautifully stained with a trace of blood, and his eyes that were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom were shooting at the blade, staring at him vigilantly.

Yu Qinglin used all his strength to support, and the dantian in his body was destroyed as early as the last sword.

He fainted in front of the shop due to hunger.