Hundreds of nearly 1,000 officers and soldiers were frightened by Cheng Hao, who was getting more and more excited, and finally could no longer bear the fear in their hearts, shouted loudly, scattered like birds and beasts, and fled for their lives along the streets. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cheng Hao, who killed the red-eyed man, inevitably had several arrow wounds on his body, but he didn't realize it, he just cared about the stick in his hand, and chased and killed the officers and soldiers who fled in all directions.

When there was no longer a single officer or soldier in front of him, he inadvertently came to the north gate of Feilong City. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate had already been scared away, so Cheng Hao stepped forward and smashed a hole in the thick city gate in three or two clicks, and the cat's waist drilled out.

When the bright moon was in the sky, the golden phoenix was cool, and when he came to the wilderness outside the city, Cheng Hao, who suddenly came to his senses, had already become a bloody man at this time. Looking up at the low mountain in the distance, and the huge statue of the god in front of the mountain, he raised his feet and went straight over.

Knowing that this was the place where the Flying Dragon City was used to hold the ten-year festival, Cheng Hao walked to the huge statue of the gods, put the stick that was still wrapped in cloth in his hand and had been stained red with blood to the side, and sat down cross-legged.

Originally, he came to Flying Dragon City to participate in the once-in-a-decade festival of worshipping the sky, and Cheng Hao, who gradually calmed down, knew that although there were still five days left to be the period of the big festival, after such a fuss tonight, Flying Dragon City would not be able to stay any longer.

Smack.

"What's that?"

It felt like a drop of water falling on the top of his head, Cheng Hao raised his hand and wiped it, and when he came to see it, it was indeed a trace of water.

Click, click.

After two drops in a row, Cheng Hao couldn't help but stand up, raised his head and looked upward.

There was nothing, except for the deep night sky, and the huge statue of the god in front of me, which was so tall that I could only touch my knees when I stood up.

"Where did the droplets come from?"

muttered to himself, but saw that there were still crackling droplets of water falling above, and he had no intention of investigating where the droplets fell, Cheng Hao simply bent down to pick up the stick next to him, tore off the blood-stained red package, carried it on his shoulders and walked down the road on the side of the sacrificial square, stepped on the official road to the north, and strode away in the moonlight.

"Since you can't participate in the ten-year festival of Flying Dragon City, why don't you change the city? Anyway, all the prefectures and cities in the world have such sacrificial squares, and a sacrificial ceremony must be held every ten years. ”

Cheng Hao, who was in trouble, patted his ass and walked away, but the Flying Dragon City behind him was completely messed up.

A steady stream of officers and soldiers poured in from outside the city, almost filling the streets and alleys. Although some people saw that the young man who had washed the city lord's mansion had broken open the city gate and fled, and there were holes left in the north gate, the officers and soldiers still searched from house to house, and searched for the accomplices of the murderer.

Suddenly, the chickens and dogs jumped, and the people in the Flying Dragon City were disturbed all night without sleeping.

"Miss, let's go too, shall we?"

Of course, the Cyclamen Inn was also searched, but the white-clothed girl Guan Yulin revealed her identity as early as evening, so compared to other places, it was relatively calm here.

Looking at Wen Zhong, Guan Yulin hesitated for a moment. Knowing that the young man should be deliberately avoiding himself, he guessed that the so-called Eighth Master was killed, and the bloodbath of the City Lord's Mansion must have been done by him.

"Is it for me? Is it because he saw me embarrassed by the so-called Eighth Master that he shot angrily?"

Unsure and unable to deny, Guan Yulin finally said to Wen Zhong: "Well, let's go." ”

As soon as the sky was bright, Guan Yulin and his party of seven people had already packed up, and they just waited for the city gate to open before setting off.

"Oh no, no, the gods are angry. ”

Suddenly, there was a panicked and chaotic sound on the street.

Subconsciously, Guan Yulin raised his head and glanced at the huge statue of the Heavenly God standing in front of the mountain peak in the north outside Flying Dragon City.

"What's going on?"

After Wen Zhong muttered to himself, he walked out of the inn with his feet up, but quickly walked back again.

"Miss, the city gate has been opened, and the people in the city are rushing to the sacrificial ground of Flying Dragon City, saying that the gods are angry with Yunyun. ”

"Let's go, aren't we going out of the city through the North Gate too? ”

The group of people crowded into the people of Flying Dragon City who were swarming out, and they could feel the panic and uneasiness in people's hearts just from the atmosphere. There were even some pious people who did not wait to rush to the sacrificial square, and before they could leave the city, they were already prostrate on the ground, and they could be said to have slowly moved out of the city step by step.

When she came to the gate of the north city, Guan Yulin deliberately stopped to take a look at the big hole that had been smashed out of the city gate, and couldn't help but shake her head slightly.

Two years ago, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, when he met on the official road of Yingtian City, he also lifted a carriage by himself, and even almost lifted two galloping horses. ......。

"Look, Miss!"

Guan Yulin, who was in deep thought, heard the voice of his entourage Zhao Yu, looked up in the direction of his finger, and saw that the huge statue of the god of heaven that existed in every city in the world was actually crying.

It's really tears!

"How is this possible?!"

By the time the incredible Guan Yulin and his party reached the foot of the mountain, they had long been unable to take a step forward. Because the front was completely occupied by the people of Wyvern City, who were prostrate on the ground and kept pouring out sincere prayers in their mouths.

"It was he, that damned demon who had angered the gods, and he must seize him, and comfort the great gods with his blood and heart. ”

"Great Celestial Lord, we will always be your most loyal people. It's just that demon who offended your old man, don't let him go, don't blame us. ”

When a loud and full of grief and indignation sounded, Guan Yulin turned his horse's head and took Wen Zhong and the six people, and there was no longer any stop along the official road, and went straight to the direction of the capital.

"Have you ever seen that person before?"

"Wen Zhong, don't you think that young man is the young man who smashed my carriage two years ago and looks like a wild man?"

"Miss, how is this possible? Although they all carry a stick, they are not the same regardless of age or skin color. ”

Guan Yulin didn't explain anything, but raised the whip in his hand, and the white horse under his crotch hissed and suddenly sped up.

"The gods were angry and offended them. Although the world is big, I am afraid that there will be no place for him in the future. ”

Guan Yulin couldn't help but worry about the young man who couldn't let her go.

Why can't I forget him?

Is it because of that half of the silver ticket?

Or was it because he was saved by a young man's words on the first line?

"Miss, it's less than three hundred miles to the capital from here. If you stay overnight in the front of Huixian City, you can arrive early the next morning. ”

"Don't stop, speed up, and rush to Beijing before the gates are closed. ”

"Yes. ”