160 Whose troops?

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It was a late autumn night, and it actually started to thunder, I don't know who God is crazy for?

A lightning bolt crossed the night sky, and the sky suddenly brightened, and halfway up the mountain where the ancestral tombs were lined up, Zhao Huying's lost soul figure and Shen Yue'er in his arms were reflected. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He only felt extremely sad, as if he had infinite remorse, and desperately pulled out his long sword and slashed it on the ground.

The rocks cracked, the earth flew, and his face was sprinkled, but he was immediately wet, and he didn't know if it was rain or his tears?

With all his strength, he swung another sword, and suddenly there was a clang, and the earth collapsed.

He wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry anything, and all the sorrow in his chest was crushed by his throat.

A flash of lightning passed, clearly illuminating Shen Yue'er's face, her mouth opened slightly, and it seemed that she was calling 'Zhao Lang' temporarily.

He couldn't bear to look at it again, he just swung his sword frantically, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand cracked, and blood flowed down the tip of the sword, diluted by the rain and seeping into the dirt.

Soon, he dug a dirt pit, thinking that Yue'er was lonely and pitiful underground, so I went down to talk to her, and we were together for the rest of our lives.

The wind was blowing, the thunder was getting louder and louder, and the rain was approaching.

Zhao Huying endured the unforgettable sadness, carefully put Shen Yue'er in the dirt pit, grabbed the soil with two big hands, and slowly sprinkled it on her body, but never sprinkled the dirt on her face, it seemed that as long as these handfuls of dirt went down, she would never see Yue'er again in this life.

The scorching thunder was deafening, the lightning was dazzling, and suddenly, Zhao Huying stood up suddenly, but he didn't look at the hands and pushed the dirt around her face.

The torrential rain finally poured down, and the rain instantly soaked his clothes.

Zhao Huying cut down a square piece of wood, and carved a sword on it: "The tomb of Mrs. Shen of the Zhao family." ā€

After setting up a wooden sign in front of the grave, he waved his hand and threw away the long sword, looking up to the sky and said: "Yue'er, do you know that there is no joy for the rest of your husband's life." ā€

Turning around and striding away, he slowly disappeared into the pouring rain.

Time was passing, and another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating Shen Yue'er's grave.

But I saw that at some point, there was a human head placed in front of him, facing the direction of the grave, and his face before death seemed to be quite remorseful, but it was Tang Leopard.

Although Shen Feihu said that he was a father in vain, he did not use his head to sacrifice the dead, after all, Shen Yue'er, as a child, would not want to see such a thing if she wanted to know anything underground.

However, this beast's inferior father failed to save his life after all, and was beaten half to death by Zhou Heihu and Qin Tianwolf, Yi Tian gave a fatal blow, and the corpse mountain was reduced to the beast's breakfast.

Early in the morning, to the west of the Flying Tiger Villa, within thirty or forty miles, here is the Black Mountain Ridge.

The people in the vicinity all know that the Black Mountain Ridge is a famous barren mountain, and there is no grass all year round, and even birds and beasts are unwilling to stay.

But now, there are no people nearby, several villages have been razed to the ground, killing people and animals, no one will know the situation in the Black Mountain Ridge, and even those who know have died under the butcher's knife.

At this time, the Black Mountain Ridge is like an oasis in the desert, in the late autumn when everything is depressed, this place is actually spring back to the earth, and the spring grass can be seen everywhere, it seems that everything has begun to recover, as if it is full of vitality, and anyone can see the strangeness.

However, no one can get close to half a step, because at the foot of the Black Mountain Ridge, there are hundreds of elite soldiers who are closely guarded, but if there is a living creature in sight, the end can only be a dead word.

These are all Tang Bao's henchmen, and they are guarding here just to keep a secret, that is, the mine at the foot of the mountain, and it is also the import of the Yuanmai Spirit Mine.

Inside, it seems to be a first-order Yuan Vein resource mine, there are hundreds of death row prisoners mining Yuan Stone, and when the mining is over, these death row prisoners will be killed, and they can't escape death anyway.

The person in charge of mining the Yuan Vein is Wang Daoyi, the captain of the Iron Armored Battalion, who is Tang Bao's henchman and the younger brother of Sima Wang Daoren of the Military Department, and is a short and fat middle-aged man.

In half a day, the Yuan Mai Spirit Mine will be mined, and thinking about the eight hundred Yuan Stones, he can account for one percent, which makes Wang Daoyi feel excited when he thinks about it.

This is a cheap pick-up, you must know that Wang Daoyi's qualifications are blunt, and he is only the eighth layer of the Yuan Body at this age, if it weren't for his brother's relationship, he wouldn't be able to sit on the captain of the Iron Armor Battalion, as long as he gets eighty Yuan Stones, and then works hard to cultivate for a year and a half, he will be sure to break through to the ninth layer of the Yuan Body.

The ninth layer of the Yuan body, although it is not as good as Zhao Huying, who is envied by the amazing talent, but compared with Zhou Heihu and Qin Tianwolf, they can also sit on an equal footing, and there is no need to see these two detours.

"Quick, tell Mr. Hu to hurry up inside. ā€

At this time, Wang Daoyi ordered the soldiers next to him, but he suddenly remembered something, and his voice became cold.

"Also, let Hu count the Yuan Stone, and if there is one less piece, he will cut off one of his fingers. ā€

The soldier was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and immediately responded with a loud voice, and went down to give the order.

Wang Daoyi couldn't help but snort coldly, among his subordinates, Lao Hu was also relatively obedient, but he had some problems with greed for money, so he had to speak to him first, understanding that some things could not be touched.

People only have ten fingers, if they are cut off, then they only have heads, I believe Lao Hu understands what he means.

In Lao Tzu's eyes, he can't rub in a little sand, which is the image that Wang Daoyi wants to establish.

But at this moment, suddenly a gust of wind whistled, rolling up the wind and sand in the sky, covering his head and face, and his eyes were indeed sand.

Damn it!

Wang Daoyi hurriedly rubbed it with his hands, but when he opened his eyes to look, he suddenly found that on the horizon where heaven and earth meet, there seemed to be a black line wriggling.

Wang Daoyi thought it was dazzling, and reached out to rub his eyes and look again, the black line seemed to be thicker than just now.

Thundered!

It seemed to be thunder, and the earth was shaking, and at this time, not only Wang Daoyi, but even his subordinates noticed that something was wrong, and they followed the sound and looked away, and the black line had become a black wave, with a thunderous sound, surging and swept in, like a flood that burst the embankment.

Wang Daoyi's pupils suddenly constricted, because he was horrified to find that it was actually a group of cavalry, black and oppressive, there were two or three thousand people, and the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground made the earth tremble.

Wang Daoyi's face changed, and in the whining wind, he heard the trembling of his teeth, and his subordinates were all as pale as earth.

"Whose troops are this?"

At this time, the remnant sun broke free from the confinement of the dark clouds, shot down diagonally overhead, and erected three flags in the rolling waves, and the gilt font was illuminated so brightly that it could be seen clearly even from a distance.

When he saw the three flags clearly, Wang Daoyi was already like ashes!