Today's Xiyang is as red as blood, shining on the busy crowd coming and going in the streets and alleys of the bustling Gaoyang King Capital, and it is also shrouded in a faint blood-red light.

Today is the day of the final public list, all the participants who were not selected, their last hope was shattered, how many days and nights of hard work in cultivation turned into a wasted water, and every man who fell off the list felt more or less, a little lost and declined.

The men are more straightforward in their hearts, unhappy in their hearts, and more of them use wine to drown their sorrows.

However, the number of talents selected this time is nearly one million, and the number of people with lofty ideals who are kept for reserve must be a minority, about 12 out of 10.

Nearly 800,000 contestants were eliminated in this selection, and many of them chose the same way to vent their unhappiness, that is, drinking!

And so! The huge royal capital, various taverns, and restaurants, are full of a group of half-drunk and angry men.

Those elites who have been promoted and hired also choose to celebrate with a big feast and toast to each other to express the joy in their hearts.

Zimo looked at the crowd on the bustling street still like a tide, the sound of bargaining for things one after another, the sound of children running and playing and giggling carefree laughter, etc., people were immersed in a happy life, and they didn't know that fierce and cruel killings were about to happen.

At the crossroads, He Xiaoliang and Ma Cheng came to a stall: "Boss, how much is the green skin melon?"

When an old man and an old woman saw a guest coming, they immediately greeted each other with a smile: "A big green peeled melon, ten copper coins"

"Boss, I'm asking everything, how much is everything you have here worth, including the paving board, even the wooden car, how much is everything here" He Xiaoliang knew that things were different today, and the temperament of treating one article as two flowers on weekdays could not be wanted.

The old man and the old woman looked at each other in disbelief: "Guest, do you want a bunk? Aren't you going to cut off our way of life?"

Ma Cheng hurriedly stepped forward: "Old man, we will give you ten taels of silver, just rent your bunk for a day, and tomorrow it will be yours here."

He Xiaoliang immediately took out ten taels of silver and offered it with both hands: "Rent, rent for a day"

Suddenly a huge pie fell from the sky, and the old man and the old woman were stunned for a while.

Time was pressing, He Xiaoliang stuffed ten taels of silver into the old man's hand, and urged: "Rent for a day, rent for a day"

Just when the old man was stunned, He Xiaoliang went to a stall selling flower cloth next to him.

The boss who bought the flower cloth had been looking at this side just now, watching someone rent a pave for ten taels a day, and when he saw He Xiaoliang walking towards him, he immediately prepared in his heart.

Ma Cheng walked towards a stall on the side.

It didn't take much effort, under the heavy rental, He Xiaoliang and Ma Cheng quickly took a large area at the crossroads.

At this time, Zimo and Hongyue walked into the large paving along the street that had just been taken down and cleaned into a huge piece of wood and connected together.

"Kill a green peel melon to quench your thirst!" Zimo silently looked at the green peel melons all over the ground, and then looked at the distance.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, Nangong Yan, who was pulled by the world alone.

Nangong Yan can't wait for the last bit of time, it seems that Nangong Yan's revenge is very strong!

Zimo looked at the sky, and looked at Mo Yunfei and Ah Jiu on the street opposite him.

Mo Yunfei and Ah Jiu, like a pair of beautiful women, teased each other and bought things in front of the stall at the first gate of the side courtyard of the General's Mansion.

Seven or eight fierce men were hanging out in the vicinity not far away.

The streets are full of men who have finished the competition, and only these seven or eight men Zimo can know and know that they are his subordinates.

Ma Cheng handed over a piece of green-skinned and red-fleshed melon, Zimo took it and took a bite and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Hongyue took a large piece of melon from He Xiaoliang's hand, and took a bite of it, looking extremely delicious.

"Red Moon, can you call Uncle Black Slave to come over and eat green-skinned melons" Zimo looked at Red Moon who was biting melons like a little tiger with big eyes.

He Xiaoliang and Ma Cheng grinned, and said in their hearts, 'Zimo, are you really not afraid that the black slave wants your head?' Fortunately, he is spinning around in the distance, and you still let your aunt and grandmother call him, this old man, with a pair of eagle eyes, stares at people who only have pain in their hearts, what are you going to provoke him?"

"Uncle Yunao, Uncle Black Slave, Brother Zimo asked you to come and eat green-skinned melons" Hongyue didn't care about thirty-seven or twenty, since Brother Zimo called himself, he called himself.

The black slave and Yun Ao had been wandering around, and several masters of the Great War God were also scattered around, and suddenly heard the county lord calling the two of them to eat melons under the pergola, and his heart was stunned.

Is the silly boy scared? Do you want the two of you to protect him?

Zimo personally took two pieces of green-skinned melons and handed them to Yun Ao and the black slave who walked into the pergola.

"Uncle, excuse me, help me see if there are still many people in the middle courtyard of the General's Mansion"

It was hot and thirsty, and the two of them had just taken the green peel melon handed by Zimo, and they didn't want Zimo to ask for something.

The black slaves themselves were as black as charcoal, and an old face was black and black, and now it was even darker.

Yun Ao and the black slave almost wanted to laugh, this Zimo also dared to speak, the two of them were extremely unhappy with him, if it weren't for the county lord's face, maybe he would have been killed a long time ago, and now he still dares to ask for something.

Zimo is also helpless, his own skills and tactics are far from being able to see the tiger from the mountains, such a long distance, still within the high walls, the people on the street are extremely chaotic and chaotic, and his own skills and tactics are too far behind.

Fighting alone in the world, he and Master Fu Qianying were at the gate of the General's Mansion, watching Nangong Yan to prevent him from being annoyed, and he started in advance to startle the snake.

Lin Jin, Lin Huo, Lin Hu, and Lin Fei are the four mysterious masters, hiding, hiding, even if they try to find and search, they can't find where they are hiding.

I don't know anything about the situation inside! Seeing that the hour is about to start, I still feel a little uneasy about not knowing the situation inside.

Zimo stiffened his head and prayed.

Hongyue saw it, her anger was a little weird, and she smiled sweetly, "Uncle Black Slave, Uncle Yunao, do me a little favor, help see what it has to do with it, come and eat melons!"

"Hey! the most pitiful thing is the person you love the most, this is something that can't be helped!" The black slave and Yun Ao looked at the melon in their hands and took a bite hard, as if they were biting Zimo's flesh.

"There are more than twenty people in the outer courtyard, and there are countless people in the middle courtyard, thousands of people!" the black slave muttered to the green-skinned melon.

Zimo looked at Ah Jiu, and Ah Jiu also looked at Zimo.

Zimo nodded, and suddenly stood on the wooden board, looking into the distance.

Ah Jiu itself is pretty, picking here in the east and choosing in the west, which has already attracted the drooling of several men.

Ah Jiu looked at Zimo from afar and nodded, turned around with a smile, and smiled at Mo Yunfei: "Prepare to pay!"

Mo Yunfei's heart moved, and a wind blade slowly formed in the palm of his hand behind him.

Ah Jiu's hands are pretty, and the orchid finger leans on his charming chin, smiling slightly at several vendors, and throwing a wink at him.

Several vendors, their hearts moved, like drunken clouds, and they felt that the beauty was rushing towards them, naked

's crisp breasts, white thighs and buttocks hook up an evil fire in the abdomen.

Mo Yunfei's wind blade suddenly formed, his hands pushed forward, moved left and right, flashed past, and several vendors died happily with drunken eyes.

Seven or eight men immediately stepped forward and surrounded the place, and after a commotion, the vendors had changed owners.

Not long after, in the direction of the backyard of the General's Mansion, a firework rose out of thin air, as if the naughty child couldn't help but release it.

Zimo nodded from afar to fight the world alone.

Nangong Yan suddenly took out the long robbery, and the man and gun were one, like a fire dragon, and quickly involved in the more than 100 elite guards in front of the general's mansion.

The little chubby dun Liu Dali was also like a wild wolf, tearing apart a soldier next to him with one hand, pounced into the crowd, and frantically tore and killed.

Several tower-like men were also like tigers and sheep, and the super heavy weapons in their hands smashed into flesh and blood.

More than 100 guards and soldiers either look at the big girls and little daughters-in-law who pass by on weekdays, or silently joke with each other.

In the capital of the king of Gaoyang, he looks like a peaceful and prosperous world, and the general is just standing guard to show off his identity and majesty.

Who would have thought that suddenly, someone would dare to kill in the street, and they would kill more than a hundred of their elite guards.

One side was caught off guard, and the other side was resentful and ruthless, and the move was fatal, and in half a second, in front of the huge general's mansion, more than a hundred elite guards were killed.

The nine of them rushed directly into the outer courtyard.

Wow!

Run!

Kill!

Oh my god!

The people who were passing by in front of the general's mansion just now suddenly turned around and saw that the more than 100 soldiers who had just stood guard at the door had all fallen in a pool of blood and had all been killed.

The crowd scattered and fled, and the front of the huge general's mansion was immediately empty.

Nangong Yan, who broke into the outer courtyard, began to redden, and the bloody scenes that echoed in front of his eyes countless times that day continued to impact his brain.

The entire palace has been reduced to purgatory on earth, there is a sea of fire everywhere, there are corpses everywhere, and there are palace maids who are being killed everywhere, the shame of blood, and endless hatred make Nangong Yan's brain full of angry blood.

In Liu Panshan's courtyard, thousands of women and elders died tragically, and her sister was missing and her whereabouts were unknown, which made Nangong Yan almost crazy.

I want to be bloodthirsty!

Only crazy bloodlust and killing can suppress the rage of abuse in the veins.

A fire dragon rushed directly into the outer courtyard and flashed into a crowd of people, like an explosion, and even a bunch of people who couldn't see what it was instantly turned into flesh and dust and burst out in all directions.

Several lightning strong figures also grabbed their respective targets like the wind, tearing them apart in an instant.

In the darkness in the distance, two figures suddenly bounced up under a cluster of flowers, ready to climb over the eaves of the big house and flee towards the middle courtyard.

Seeing them fly to the eaves, several big men had no time to stop them. Suddenly, two black shadows flew to the eaves, like kites with broken strings, and fell down rapidly.

Several tower men looked at the two people standing side by side in the courtyard, fighting the world alone and Fu Qianying, but they didn't know which of them had just made a move.

Where they stood, as if the two people who fell from under the eaves were not their shots, and had nothing to do with them, but everyone knew in their hearts that there was no one else here except the two of them.

The fire dragon didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, swimming in the air, directly entering the hall passage, and heading straight for the middle courtyard.

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