Silent.

There was a long silence.

Zhao Mingyang and Second Shengtian are both looking at Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu didn't know who he should look at......

They had no doubts about Zhong Ziqi's words.

On the understanding of the Demon Dao Warriors.

No one in Kyushu can get out of the right side of the bell period.

Zhong Ziqi didn't have any reason to coax them.

Kyushu is so big, the devil doesn't fly out of the sky.

And the active Demon Dao Flying Heaven in the northwest of Yan.

Only Li Zheng is alone!

Zhang Chu actually wanted to ask Zhong Ziqi if he could see something else from the scene.

For example, why did Li Zheng kill Nangong Invincible.

For another example, why didn't Li Zheng devour the spirit of these family warriors of the Nangong family after killing them......

He still firmly believes that Li Zheng is not a mad dog.

Li Zheng will not kill people for no reason, he kills people for a reason.

No matter how absurd and nonsensical this reason is, even if it is just because Nangong Invincible glanced at Li Zheng in the sea of people?

There has to be a reason.

With Zhong Ziqi's understanding of the cultivation of the Demon Dao, he must be able to see that there are many things that the three of them can't see.

But in the end, Zhang Chu didn't ask these questions.

People, Li Zheng has already killed.

Man, already dead.

What's the use of asking all of that?

What's the use of knowing that?

Those who die will never come back to life.

Sin can never be erased.

It's half a ring.

Zhao Mingyang asked softly, "Is your brother about to get out of control?"

They are a handful of people who stand at the top of the rivers and lakes of Kyushu.

I will not be like those foolish men and foolish women who have no knowledge, talking about the devil and changing color, and treating the devil as a tiger.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to eat and drink at the same table and be like brothers and sisters with Zhong Ziqi, who is the strongest demon Dao Flying Heaven in Kyushu.

But this is only limited to demonic martial artists who can control their own demonic will.

And the demonic warrior who is controlled by his own demonic will......

Remove it.

It is the greatest kindness to the people of Limin!

This is the responsibility of every righteous martial artist.

Naturally, it is also the responsibility of the leader of the Grand Alliance!

Zhang Chu shook his head blankly, indicating that he did not know Li Zheng's recent situation.

He had expected that Li Zheng might one day be completely enchanted and reduced to a killing weapon.

But subconsciously, he only hoped that this day would never come.

Second Shengtian looked at Zhang Chu's expression, and said hesitantly: "Otherwise, this matter, I and Lao Ba will deal with it......"

Zhao Mingyang also nodded: "Our brothers, don't be reluctant." ”

According to their division of labor when preparing for the grand alliance.

The rivers and lakes in the northwest of Yan are under the care of Zhang Chu.

However, it is too cruel to let Zhang Chu deal with this matter.

When Zhang Chu heard this, he shook his head without the slightest hesitation and said: "I understand the kindness of the two elder brothers, but my brother, I still teach ...... myself."

When Zhao Mingyang and Second Shengtian heard this, how could they not know what Zhang Chu was thinking, and suddenly sighed lightly.

"If you can't do it, don't force it. ”

Second Shengtian said softly.

Zhao Mingyang also nodded and said, "That's what I mean." ”

Zhang Chu was moved by the two brothers to tolerate him, and solemnly hugged his fists and said: "Don't worry, two brothers, I will take care of it!"

With that, he shifted his gaze to Zhong Ziqi.

Zhong Ziqi hesitated for a moment and said: "The blue sea is endless, and the boat can be crossed." ”

Zhang Chu arched his hand with understanding: "Please teach me Brother Seven, what is Zhouji?"

Zhong Ziqi stretched out his hand, turned around between the three of them, and said very seriously: "You are my boat." ”

When the words fell, the three of them were stunned at the same time, and their hearts were greatly touched.

If this stuffy gourd suddenly stirred up love, it would be much more violent than some poignant poem.

......

Xuanbei Prefecture, Xuanling County.

A group of 100 fine horsemen rode across the barren frozen land.

A Xuanwu banner with black stripes on a white background fluttered in the wind among them.

The unkempt and hideous heads tied to the horse's back sprinkled drops of red blood along the way, pulling out strips of dazzling ink on the yellowed frozen ground.

"Lord Liu, there is Wangjiatun in front. ”

In the middle of the horse, someone shouted.

Standing under the banner of Xuanwu, the burly hundred households wearing the armor of the school captain raised their eyes and found a dilapidated house among the undulating hills.

"According to the original plan, enter the tun and rest the horse for an hour, and fight again!"

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

When the knights heard this, they responded in a loud voice.

"Drive!"

"Drive!"

The knights rode their horses and galloped, but with a cup of tea, they went to the outside of Wangjiatun.

In the middle of the dilapidated houses, there is a quiet patch.

It was noon, and there was no cooking smoke in the tun, nor was there the sound of cattle and sheep.

It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time.

The knights dismounted and led their horses into the tun.

All the way.

Look all the way.

Then I saw that between the ruins and broken walls, there were traces of smoke and fire everywhere.

They know.

This was caused by arson when it was plundered by the Northern Barbarians.

Such a village.

They had seen too much during the years of the Northern Expedition.

But that's in the northern four counties.

This time, however, they traveled north from Taiping Pass.

I have seen too many deserted villages like this.

Four years of the Northern Expedition.

The four southern counties that the northern barbarians have never entered.

But in just half a year, he was plagued like this.

They know who caused it.

So they went all the way, and the voices in the ranks became quieter and quieter.

Even the twenty-level decapitation skill they had just obtained could not dilute the strong sense of guilt in their hearts.

"Evil......

In the crowd, I don't know who sighed.

Causes a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the hundred households surnamed Liu swept a glance and said loudly: "Cheer up Lao Tzu, Malier's rebellion and horses, and those who are well fed can go and kill the northern barbarians to atone for their sins!"

His voice is loud.

But what I got was still a weak response.

Liu Baihu was not surprised, and he had no intention of boosting the morale of the army again.

He knows.

Although the brethren are now somewhat depressed.

As long as they see the northern barbarians, each of them will immediately turn into hungry wolves, screaming and pounced upward......

"With the general, there will be a day when it will be over, right?"

Liu Baihu also sighed in his heart.

The knights picked a large ruin in the tunzi, collected some firewood, and set up pots to rebel.

More than 20 bloody Northern Barbarian heads were piled aside by them like garbage.

These heads, they are going to take them to Yongming Pass, and build a tower of human heads.

The blood debt can only be paid with blood......

After a while, the long-lost cooking smoke finally spread in the tunzi again.

The knights sat around the bonfires in groups of three or five, silently roasting on the bonfire with their dry rations.

The team of more than 100 people had a crisp sound of armor colliding.

"Bang. ”

Suddenly, there was a strange noise outside the ruins.

Liu Baihu grabbed the war knife leaning on his side, suddenly stood up, and shouted angrily: "Who is it?"

All the knights threw down the dry food in their hands, grabbed the weapons around them and stood up.

The broken door kicked open from the outside.

A tall man with a face full of vicissitudes walked into the courtyard step by step with an open hunting bow, with a fierce face: "Whose soldiers and horses are you?"

Through the open door of the hole.

Liu Baihu saw a dense crowd of figures.

There are men and women, old and young.

The tattered and thin clothes could not cover their skinny bodies.

They have kitchen knives, wood knives, sickles, hoes, climbing plows, and all kinds of things.

Everyone's face is written with cold and hunger.

In everyone's eyes, there is a raging flame burning together.

Compared to his brethren......

These people are more like hungry wolves.

A hungry wolf who will tear a piece of flesh from his enemies even if he dies!

Liu Baihu felt inexplicably frightened.

He threw the knife in his hand at a loss...... He didn't know why he had thrown his sword.

Turned around and grabbed the Xuanwu banner erected behind him, danced, and opened it like a tall man forced into the courtyard with a hunting bow: "Big brother, big brother, don't mess around, don't mess around, look, we are the soldiers and horses of Chu Ye of the Beiping League, look, this is the Xuanwu banner of the Beiping League......"

The tall man looked fixedly at the fluttering flag, and the hunting bow in his hand slowly relaxed.

After a few breaths, he suddenly sat on the ground and cried: "Why did you come, the villagers are all going to die......"

It's hard to imagine that a seven-foot-tall man would cry like he had a child without his father, his face full of tears and snot.

His cry.

It's like a signal.

Suddenly.

Everyone outside the door let go of the guys in their hands and leaned on each other to cry bitterly.

The wail of "woo" echoed in the desolate north wind.

It's like a funeral.

Liu Baihu looked at the people outside the door in a daze.

The flame in their eyes that frightened him had been extinguished.

But his heart was blocked as if someone had shoved a big stone into his heart.

Really, what a sin......