Chapter 510, the whole army is destroyed!

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There are no white horses in the White Horse Plain, but only dead bodies.

The stump was severed and scattered all over the ground. Blood spreads, melting even the deep snow and ice on the ground.

The scattered horses ran and neighed, and some dragged half of their master's body or an arm into the distance.

The battle was nearing its end, and when the Qilin Army's spear formation was slashed by those guys with colorful feathers and ghost faces with curved and slender chopping horses# knives, the individual combat power of the Ghost Dance Legion began to gain the upper hand. They harnessed their war horses, brandished long knives, and slashed left and right, killing and wounding the Qilin army. There is simply no one who can be their opponent.

At the same time, Song Lang's body also lay there upright.

Because the blow was too fast, and the strength was too cold, the wound was condensed by the true qi, and even the blood could hardly flow out.

When the true qi that sealed the wound dissipated, blood began to spurt out.

Soon, Song Lang's corpse was stained red with blood, and then soaked in it.

The descendants of the Song family, the commander of the Qilin Army, were killed by General Bai Yu with a single blow of the magic flute.

Holding a white bone scepter and wearing a crown of thorns, the national teacher of the Peacock Dynasty, Ying Wuxi, walked over, looked at Song Lang who was lying in a pool of blood, and said softly: "Although this son does not have the name of a prince, he has the reality of a prince. Kill it, after all, it's not appropriate. ”

General Bai Yu bowed deeply to Win Wuxi, and said in a gentle voice: "Thank you Second Grandpa for helping, otherwise, I'm afraid that my friend has been killed by them at this time." ”

"Silly boy, family, what are you polite to me?" Win Wuxian said with pity.

"Second grandfather, if you kill this person, will you cause trouble for the empire?"

"There's some trouble." Win without desire said. "As I said earlier, the Song family is actually the ruler of the West Wind Empire. The Song family is also a royal family, and it is the first family that can determine the direction of the empire. For thousands of years, in order to maintain the balance of the Shenzhou Continent, the three major powers of the Mauryan Empire, the West Wind Empire, and the Dawu Empire would not form an easy mortal enemy. Because once two parties have a life-and-death feud, it may lead to two cooperation, and one of them will be devoured by them together. If you kill Song Lang, I am afraid that it will stimulate the Song family and cause the West Wind Empire and Dawu to form an alliance------- in that case, even if the long knife of the Peacock Dynasty is too sharp, it will be difficult to start a war with the West Wind Dawu at the same time-------"

"But this man is really hateful. Not killing is not enough to appease the hatred in my heart. General Bai Yu said with an indignant face.

"I understand." Win Wuyu looked plain and light, and said softly: "What you want to do, just do it." Your father once said that your business is the business of the state. It's just killing someone, so what? ”

"Second Grandfather --------"

Win Wuxian waved his hand and said with a smile: "With the Ghost Dance Legion guarding you, you must be safe and worry-free." I'll be one step ahead. Now that it's over, you should go back early. Don't worry your father and mother. ”

"Yes, second grandfather." Qiandu also knew that the second grandfather had a special identity, he was the national teacher of the Peacock Dynasty and the teacher of the national religion. It can be said that he is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Peacock Dynasty, and he can't stay outside for too long.

"Go visit your friends." Ying Wuyu glanced in the direction where Li Muyang was, and said comfortingly: "Everything has a cause and effect, remember not to force it." It is a great fool to bind one's heart. ”

"Qiandu will definitely keep it in mind."

Win Wuxian nodded again, his body gradually faded, and then turned into a light and shadow and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

Qiandu walked in the direction where Li Muyang was, and the fat man stepped forward to intercept him.

After thinking about it, he stepped aside.

He looked at the grimace mask on Qiandu's face and asked out loud, "Are you Li Muyang's friend?" ”

"Yes."

"I didn't expect Li Muyang to do anything else, but his ability to make friends is good. There are friends like you and me. The fat man said with a smile on his face.

Song Lang died in battle, the Qilin Army was destroyed, and the crisis of his group of fugitives was resolved.

There is a feeling of resurrection from the dead.

originally thought that he had reached a dead end, but he didn't expect that because of the arrival of the two powerful figures of the Mauryan Dynasty's national teacher Ying Wuyi and the peacock Dynasty's princess Ying Qiandu.

Qiandu looked at the fat man and asked, "How is he doing now?" ”

"Not optimistic." The fat man said.

Qiandu walked to Li Muyang's side and took off the grimace mask on her face, revealing her dignified and beautiful face.

The fat man was amazed, a look of fascination, and muttered, "This ghost-faced princess doesn't look like a ghost at all -----." It's like a goddess descending to earth, a fairy-like figure. ”

Qiandu squatted down, reached out to touch Li Muyang's pale cheek, and called softly: "Classmate Muyang, we meet again." ”

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Qingxin Valley, Plum Blossom Pond.

Qingxin Valley is the private territory of the Song family, and some important people in the family will choose to practice here in Bigu in order to seek peace of mind.

Plum Blossom Pond is the favorite place of Song Lonely, the old god of the Song family, with warm water as the soup, with natural chalcedony as the medicine, it has the effect of relaxing the muscles and invigorating the blood, increasing the strength, and washing the soul. Each soak will remove the fatigue of the day's practice and re-emerge with the fullest mental state to meet new challenges.

Long-term soaking also has the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life.

This is the reason why it is easier for wealthy giants to produce genius martial artists, because these powerful forces can not only monopolize the cultivation exercises, but even occupy the world's genius land Baoling Mountain Baochuan.

Children from poor families, the most powerful kung fu they have ever seen in their lives is a trick of 'fighting cattle across the mountains', and they don't even know where the door of cultivation is open, where is the opportunity to become a starry sky powerhouse?

Song Lone was wearing a set of snow-white robes, and most of his body was soaked in the soup spring.

Smoke fills the air, and the spring water tinkles.

There is heavy snow all over the sky around, surrounded by cold plums, and this place is like a fairy cave.

Song Lonely sat in the pool of water, his eyes closed, his hands pinching the seal, a small red ball shining above his head, casting wisps of white brilliance on his body.

Cha------

There was the sound of snow falling.

Song Lonely opened his eyes and saw Song Tao standing in front of him with an apologetic face.

"The grandson was reckless and disturbed his grandfather's Qingxiu." Song Tao bowed down and apologized. The news of the old man's injury has been known to the important people in the family, and they are still blocking it to the outside world for the time being. However, it is impossible to hide the eyes and ears of those who have a heart.

Song Tao originally wanted to wait until his grandfather's treatment was over before opening his greetings, but he didn't expect that because of his arrival, the snow on a cold plum tree on the branch would fall, waking up his grandfather who was closing his eyes and cultivating.

"Out of the way." Song said with a blank face. He looked as calm as usual, and there was no discomfort.

"Yes." Song Tao lowered his head and said. "The Tiandu side has been purged, and all those henchmen who are loyal to the Lu family have been wiped out. The fierce resistance was all over the house, and more were imprisoned in the water prison. And some of them cut themselves off before they could be found out------"

Song Lonely didn't say a word, as if he hadn't listened to these words in his ears.

He doesn't care about that, and he doesn't care about that.

He just needs the result.

What is the result?

The result is the mind.

For those of them who are cultivators, what they want is to be in tune with their hearts.

When he reaches his current status and realm, what do he desire most?

It is to gain greater power, to live forever.

Why spend time and energy on these mundane things that compete for power and profit?

Because the mind is not going well.

He knew that if he didn't make a move in time, when Lu Xingkong and that emperor would prepare for a few more years, there might really be a possibility that they would be pulled down from the altar and wiped out.

Things are full of uncertainty.

The reason why he struck in time was because he was already desperate for his breakthrough.

If he can't break through this time, his life will come to an end. The oil lamp is exhausted, and I am afraid that it will never be lit again. Even this cold winter can't get through it.

Haven't there been rumors that Song Lonely is about to pass away and that the empire will lose a pair of eyes?

If he dies, who can balance Lu Xingkong, who holds military power and has the will of the emperor behind it?

He was ready to die, so he had been preparing for several years and preparing a big drama to kill the king and usurp the throne.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that under the influence and inspiration of Li Muyang's breakthrough, he actually stepped through the starry sky at the most critical moment and entered the realm of fugue.

In this way, his lifespan will be extended again, and he will have more time to practice and a chance to break through the wall.

It's just that at that time, everything was ready, and the variable of Li Muyang was constantly intensifying the contradictions, and the arrow was on the bow, so it had to be sent.

The realm is broken, and the mind is smooth.

Other things, presumably those children and grandchildren of the family and the forces attached to the Song family can handle it perfectly.

"There is a lot of movement on the Cui family's side, they have made great efforts in this clean-up operation, and they have also killed a lot of people, and now they have begun to install their own people in some important departments." Song Tao didn't care whether his grandfather heard it or not, the purpose of his coming over was to let his grandfather know about these things.

It doesn't matter if he cares, but he has to understand and make trade-offs and choices at critical moments. This is the duty of the head of the family.

Song Lonely still closed his eyes and was unmoved.

The Cui family is a smart man, he knows what to take and what not to take. Even if the Song family didn't say a word, he would hold the biggest piece of fat in both hands and send it to the Song family's bowl. He didn't have to worry about any of these things.

"Song Lang --------"

Song Lonely opened his eyes.

His eyes are sharp and deep, like a deep pool in the depths of autumn.

"Song Lang had an accident?"

"Beheaded by the Mauryan Dynasty's Win Thousand Degrees -------." Song Tao said in a sad voice. "The Qilin Army has been wiped out."