"Uncle, do you say it's worth doing this for me alone?" Liu Chen didn't answer, and the white marquis asked.

Instead, watch the carriage pass by, and the people who fall to the ground on both sides, forever lifeless. The stump arm is broken, the smell of blood is overwhelming, strong and pungent, and the smell makes people can't help but be disgusting.

"It's worth it!" replied the white-clothed marquis without hesitation.

"Really?" Liu Chen was a little depressed, his tone was low, his eyes were lowered, and he sighed and said.

He began to question all this, began to doubt all this, and did not understand why there was always life and death, and why there were always people who were not afraid of life and death for the sake of profit! However, he could not get a satisfactory result.

"Don't think nonsense, Benhou doesn't look at your children's affection. Answer my question?!" The white-clothed marquis glanced at Liu Chen, very dissatisfied with Liu Chen's appearance.

"People from Ping'an Mountain!" Liu Chen raised his eyes weakly, looking so helpless and pitiful, which made people pity!

"Bastard! Li Zhongcheng, Qiu Shuyun. Go back to the Hou Kingdom and let the eight generals give me peace in peace!" The white-clothed marquis was furious, shouting and calling Li Zhongcheng and Qiu Shuyun, extremely angry, and ordered.

"Yes" The two of them took the order, clasped their fists and respectfully retreated.

"Come back!" Liu Chen suddenly raised his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, indifferent and ruthless. With a sound, the two stopped, looked at Liu Chen suspiciously, and knew the weight of Liu Chen!

"Uncle, let go of Ping'an Mountain for the time being. This revenge is my revenge with Twenty-One Kou, let us avenge it ourselves!" Liu Chen was respectful for the first time, clenched his fists, and pleaded with the white-clothed marquis.

"Just you?" frowning, the white-clothed marquis looked at them questioningly, shook his head, and said mockingly.

"Childe, you left the clan once, and it will be eight years. I haven't known everything about the outside world, and I'm afraid I don't know that Ping'an Mountain is a first-class sect. The five great grandmasters in it are all first-class grandmasters, I'm afraid it's ......" Li Zhongcheng opened his mouth, was stared at fiercely by the white-clothed marquis, shrunk his neck, and didn't continue.

In this world, the martial arts are the first ascendant, the day after tomorrow, the congenital, the grandmaster, and the extreme way. Except for the extreme, there is no high or low. In fact, there is no clear distinction between the same realm, but there are also highlands in the same realm. Therefore, it is divided into third-rate by secular people, the first-class is the strongest category, the second-rate is second-rate, and the third-rate is the worst, but even so, the strength of the grandmaster is beyond doubt, and the extreme path is not among them.

"What are your plans?" the white-clothed marquis suddenly woke up, as if he suddenly realized, and asked Liu Chen.

"I will cultivate my own strong man, and this matter requires me to take revenge with Twenty-One Kou!" Liu Chen's eyes were firm, his gaze was unswerving, and he said, "I think, they think so too!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Chen looked at Feng Ning and the other remaining twenty-one kou, and they all looked at Liu Chen hesitantly, questioning whether what Liu Chen said was true or false!

"If Childe can really lead us to revenge, then we are willing to wait. Just ask for a son, don't break your word!" Feng Ning and the remaining twenty-one Kou people looked embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

Liu Chen nodded at Twenty-One Kou with a faint smile, replied satisfied, and said: "You can rest assured, I will faithfully fulfill my promise! Today, I, Liu Chen, swear again that Liu Chen will lead Twenty-one Kou to Ping'an Mountain and avenge the people who died in Broken Cloud Cliff!"

Leaving the Broken Cloud Cliff, not long. A city appears in everyone's open field of vision, which is different from other cities. Other cities are magnificent and magnificent scenes, but this city is full of vicissitudes, the quaint momentum is coming, such as the fragrance of flowers to the nose, it is extraordinarily attractive!

This is an ancient city, the scenery of the ancient city wall at four times is always new, it can seduce people's thoughts and concerns, the ancient city wall, as if it stood here in ancient times, the wall of 100 meters high has already been covered with a little moss, and these mosses, it is the traces of the passage of time, is the best evidence of the vicissitudes of life.

Look at the truth, the ups and downs of the city wall, can not stand the weight of history and slightly rickety, countless cracks, overgrown weeds, majestic is just a shell, it has been barren for a long time, giving people a feeling that any enemy can easily attack and attack.

The gates of the city were wide open, and there were no soldiers guarding the pass, only two samurai standing solemnly with swords, sacred and inviolable, guarding here.

"Uncle, I want to walk around the city. Liu Chen got out of the carriage and said to the white-clothed marquis.

"Well, hurry up and return to the clan!" the white-clothed marquis did not stop him, this place is Liu Qingcheng, the holy land of the Liu clan, and the important land. There is one person living in this city, the old man of their Liu clan, and no one in the whole world dares to mess around here.

Liu Yun followed Liu Chen, Feng Ning followed, and the four great masters also followed. They all have the same profession, and there is only one, and that is to protect Liu Chen's safety, and naturally they have never left.

Enter the city gate, because the white marquis is in the procession. The two samurai were so respectful that they never stopped the interrogation!

Climbing the ancient city wall, caressing the decaying pillars and beams, excitedly leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, there will always be a trace of sourness rushing to the throat, and always hearing a voice, saying loudly: Remember? This is the beginning of your tragedy, a tragedy that will never be forgotten!

Liu Chen closed his eyes and wept, tears running down his cheeks. There was a dull pain in his heart, nostalgia for the past, and a strange feeling came over him. Don't dare to recall the past, afraid, fear from the heart, no, escape from the heart!

Each of the four corners of the city wall has a corner platform, the southwest corner platform is circular, and the other three are square. The corner platform protrudes beyond the wall, and there is a corner tower that is taller than the enemy platform, indicating its important position in the defense of the war. 

The walls were built at a distance of 120 meters from each other, and there were 90 of them. The enemy tower is built on the enemy platform, which is a place for the soldiers defending the city to rest, look out and fight.

The ground at the top of the wall is sloping, high on the outside and low on the inside, so that rainwater can easily flow away. Climbing the stairs and looking down from the battlement, I saw the moat outside the city walls and the drawbridge over the river facing the south gate, as well as people and carriages coming and going on the road in the distance.

"Liu Qingcheng is the holy land of my Liu clan, and time has destroyed its vicissitudes: but he still stands strong, like an angry-eyed King Kong. How much desolation has he experienced? There are the prosperity of the wind and snow, and there are also the sadness of people walking through the tea and the coolness. Moss is a sign of the passage of time, and ancient walls have held back enemies and made the city impregnable. So that our clan will stand here for three thousand years!" Liu Yun sighed, looked into the city, and said endless vicissitudes. Everyone seemed to feel the same way and looked into the city.

"The change of dynasties, more than 100 times, a willow is like green, 3,000 long. Liu Chen sighed, and everyone stood on the wide city wall, looking far away. Under the vast sky, this ancient brick wall stretches along the mountains and ravines, ups and downs.

The Baizhang city wall is suspected to be a dragon lying on the land, which has become the work of the mountain and the nine thousands, and despises the trend of the world. Solid as gold, Jin Ge iron armor, and the blood of the war, is the traffic in the city, which seems peaceful and joyful.

To the east, several ancient walls stretch together, as if to tell of its past glory, and among the trees, a small tower is particularly holy against the backdrop of the setting sun.

The fingertips of the people touched the mottled city wall, and the dark blue gray told the prosperity of the past and the depression of the present. A ray of missing sunlight pierces through the heavy dust, the cicadas chirp vigorously, the water squirms, and the beginning and end of the story become more and more fingertips and tactful.

This is one of the seven cities in the world, Liuqing City. A willow is as green as 3,000 years long! What a momentum? It is so magnificent, and it has not changed for a long time!