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Out of the stupa.

Looking at the stupa.

Walk among the three thousand stele forests.

Got off the Wuzen Temple.

Looking back at the Qingshan Ancient Temple.

Lin Huang smiled silently, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sour. The grievances and feelings in this world are indeed the most complicated.

There is no Xuanyuan in the world, and there is no more tears.

Qingshan Ancient Temple for two hundred years, Ye Wuchan is no longer the Ye Wuchan of the year, but he is still the Ye Wuchan of the year, but the latter has guarded the East Spirit Realm for more than 200 years, and he is finally tired.

This time I entered the Wuzen Temple, although I knew the grievances of two hundred years before and after, I knew why Lin Changtian came here back then, and I knew how to crack the eight-armed Shura Ding.

But Lin Huang couldn't be happy after all.

It's not that this world is peaceful and normal, it's just that someone is carrying a load.

Now that the Yin Yang Valley has been born, the catastrophe is coming. I don't know how many people sacrificed for this, whether it was Xuanyuan raising troops or the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Four-character Battalion.

Or is it Yan Zangfeng?

Lin Huang took Jun Chengcheng's little hand and walked side by side with Lin Cangxue. For the first time in my heart, I really thought about what is the morality and character of a warrior.

"Back to Xuanyuan City!"

After leaving Wuchan Temple for a hundred miles, Lin Huang spoke, his face was full of confidence and firmness, young and high-spirited, why be sentimental.

In this vast world, becoming a strong man is the king's way!

Only by becoming stronger is the eternal truth.

Yin Yang Valley is about to be born, and he must obtain the Buddha God Relic in the Eight-Armed Shura Ding as soon as possible, and step into the realm of Wuhou as soon as possible in order to protect himself.

In the continuous mountain range, the four of them hurried forward, heading in the direction of Xuanyuan City......

Half a day later, not long after the four of them left the Qinglong Mountain Range, Lin Cangxue suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Huang turned around and asked suspiciously, only to see Lin Cangxue raise the thirteen kill token in his hand, and then said: "Feng Wanli has news that the seventh kill is chasing Jiang Licheng!"

Lin Huang paused, revealing a look of surprise.

is not only surprised that Jiang Licheng reappeared, but also surprised that the seventh kill is chasing the latter.

After Jiang left the city and disappeared from the tomb of King Wu, the entire family disappeared without a trace, and the seventh kill actually dug out this hidden poisonous snake.

Moreover, although Jiang Licheng's strength is too far behind Xuanyuan's troops, he is also the second-ranked figure on the Wuhou list, and his strength is not trivial.

The seventh kill can actually chase the latter?

Then, Lin Huang's mind sank into the Thirteen Kills Token, looking at the news transmitted by Feng Wanli, he couldn't help but change his complexion, and his heart was quite bad.

Eleven kills: Jiang left the city along the Qinglong Mountain Range, fled eastward, and the Wind and Snow Dynasty has passed!

"Go home!"

Lin Huang held the token tightly, and his figure disappeared in place, rushing towards the direction of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Jiang left the city and fled to the east, and the Wind and Snow Dynasty had passed. In Lin Huang's calculations, the terrifying speed of the latter would not take seven days to appear in the Great Xia Dynasty.

On the official road, the big white cat has already become the size of three zhang, revealing its hideous appearance. Carrying four people, he hurried towards the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Boss Lin, I don't want to go home!"

Bai Xiaopang muttered, the latter seemed to be dazzled by the flower world outside, where did he want to go back to the Great Xia Dynasty.

Lin Huang turned a deaf ear, where did he care about Bai Xiaopang's twisted posture. I even really want to kick the latter down, so that the big white cat can run faster.

"I ...... Am I going too......"

Jun Chengcheng raised his head, staring at Lin Huang as if he was a little shy, his small hand pinching the corner of his clothes, looking a little nervous.

Lin Huang suddenly smiled, causing Jun to be furious.

After a long time, Lin Huang spoke: "Jiang Licheng ranks second on the Wuhou list, and with the strength of the seventh kill of the herringbone, I'm afraid I can't kill Jiang Licheng!"

Lin Cangxue raised her eyebrows and stared at Lin Huang suspiciously.

"Jiang Licheng will be able to appear in the Great Xia Dynasty in seven days, and I killed his two sons in the tomb of King Wu, maybe Jiang Licheng already knows about it!"

Lin Cangxue's face suddenly turned cold, in the Great Xia Dynasty, the martial artists of the Tianyuan realm were only a few palms. If Jiang left the city and really went to the Divine General's Mansion, the 100,000 army would not be able to stop the latter.

Bai Xiaopang was silent, thinking of the majestic and scoundrel Lao Tzu at home, he couldn't help but look sad, and secretly pulled the corners of Jun Chengcheng's clothes, and said shamelessly: "Sister-in-law, lend me some money!"

Jun Qingcheng's face immediately turned red, and then he nodded with a smile as if he had eaten honey.

Bang.

Bai Xiaopang was kicked down by Lin Huang......

Five days.

The four of them rode a big white cat, rampaging 70,000 miles, and finally arrived at Yongxue Pass.

At the beginning, the Great Xia Dynasty of the Forest Wilderness went to the Drifting Snow Palace and followed Jia Wanjin's caravan, and it was here that he met the interception of the Wind and Rain Tower and the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

It was also here that Lin Huang discovered Jia Wanjin's terrifying strength.

As the snow closed, Lin Huang couldn't help but look more and more solemn through the collapsed snowdrifts in front of him and the powerful sword intent that had not dissipated in the void.

It was not so long ago that it was clearly going through a major war.

And apart from Jiang Licheng, it was very difficult for anyone in the Eastern Spirit Realm to emit such a powerful sword intent.

Five days have passed, and at the speed of the Great White Cat, it will take at least five days from here to the Great Xia Dynasty. And Jiang only needed two days to leave the city, and he could reach the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Jiang left the city and disappeared!"

Lin Cangxue held the Thirteen Kills Token in her hand and said with a restless expression.

"The fifth, seventh, eighth, and eleventh kills are all chasing Jiang Licheng, and several other people are also coming!"

Lin Cangxue continued.

"In any case, go back to the Great Xia Dynasty first!"

Lin Huang calmly spoke, clenched his fists and disappeared into the wind and snow. And Lin Cangxue was the other few people who let the thirteen kills rush directly to the Great Xia Dynasty.

......

Bactria Dynasty.

The fiery glow pierced through the dark clouds and shrouded the tall and heavy temples. Under the twilight sunset, the thick and majestic mansion seemed a little quiet and silent.

In a small courtyard of the mansion, the old man was lying in a rocking chair in an old locust tree, with gray hair and closed his eyes in contemplation.

On the stone table beside the old man, there were three cups of wine and one cup of tea.

The heat in the teacup was gone, and no one could drink it.

Of the three glasses, only one was empty.

The courtyard where the old man is located, although it is dusty, has a few traces of fresh breath, and it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time. Only when the old man is idle and lonely, will he come to take a look.

The old man lay on the rocking chair, looking at the rusty spear on the branch of the locust tree above his head, and couldn't help but smile hoarsely, and the wrinkles on his face were all huddled together.

The spear, the weapon he used until he was thirty years old, had been enshrined in the Pavilion. But more than 30 years ago, it was stolen by Lin Changtian and hidden in the old locust tree.

It's just that the weapon has rusted, and the young man who once threw a thousand dollars with one hand, drunkenly whipped famous horses, rampaged large and small dynasties, and was full of gentleness, has been gone for eighteen years.

It's not just the young man in his memory who left.

Together with the little girl who was as cute as a porcelain baby when she first met, she called her grandfather crisply. and babies who coughed incessantly in their infancy, all of whom had been gone for several years.

The huge Divine General's Mansion, an old man with gray hair, guards an old locust tree.

The former god of war in Great Xia is also old after all.

Fearless of the rain of guns and arrows, the indomitable famous generals on the battlefield finally understood what fear was. I don't know if I can still see that little rabbit cub and my grandchildren in my lifetime......

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