On the empty official road, one man and one horse galloped.

Tsing Yi carries a sword on his back, and he is handsome. It was Qian Xuanzhong, who returned from Xizhou's experience.

Because of the struggle with the White Lotus, Wudou and other sects, the evil and the good are famous, and at least in the four provinces of Xizhou.

However, the Tsing Yi Sword, which is famous in a state, is no longer as indifferent as it used to be.

The whip crackled, the hooves of the fierce horses flew in the gallop, and the vast expanses of misty sand and dust undulated, rolling down and falling on both sides.

Tian Lianqian Mo, but unfortunately all of them are barren and uninhabited. Qian Xuanzhong's eyes wandered for a while, and he pressed the anxiety and worry brewing inside, and immediately spurred the horse away quickly.

For a long time, a city loomed beyond the acres of fields.

Bypassing the cover of the road ahead, I looked again, but saw the smoke and dust in the city, and the portal hole that was supposed to protect the inside was half collapsed.

On the city wall, the word Qiyang is mottled and old.

Before they got closer, there were screams and weeping, calling for heaven and earth.

The man's face must have changed again and again, and his cheeks were churning and he was forced to press down. The anger in his eyes was raging, and the long sword on his back came out of its sheath with a bang and landed in his palm.

The stars are like snow and the sun is cold.

With urgency in his heart, he wielded the whip in his hand a little heavier.

……

Poof!

The head was rolling off and the blood was stained.

Jiang Qin'an's face was indifferent, and he pulled the withdrawn sword weapon into a sword flower.

"Ahhhh Die! ”

"Shoulder to shoulder!"

"There's only one of them! I'm afraid of ...... Burst! ”

Don't look at the mountain bandit who wields a stick and a hunting knife indiscriminately, Jiang Daoshi's right arm twisted, and when the five fingers opened and closed, the strength of his palm gushed out, and the long sword flew out with a roar, against the throat, cutting off the man's whining nonsense at the same time, stabbing the front and back through the front and back.

The movement of the feet also does not stop, stepping on the left and the right branch, stepping on the Haiyunguan martial arts footwork to advance instantly.

The bandit at the head widened his eyes, only to feel that the light and shadow in front of him clicked and listened, and his vision instantly collapsed, and the heavens and the earth swirled and overturned......

Poof!

One had just fallen, and the other had been shattered half of his heart and lungs by the hammered fists, and the strength penetrated these thin bandits like paper paste.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In just ten breaths, Jiang Qin'an was the only one left on this cramped path. He paused, exhaled to calm his skills, and then bent down to pull his sword from the corpse.

Whew—

The blade shook for a moment, and the filth was gone.

"Fourth batch."

Looking down at the sword in his hand, he muttered in a low voice, but in his tone he didn't feel much joy at having once again destroyed the bandits.

On the contrary, there is a hint of confusion.

It was different from what he thought at the beginning, or the current situation was worse than he, the elders in the Taoist temple, and even the fellow martial arts thought and expected!

The world is in turmoil and falling apart.

These bandits are like weeds after a spring rain, and they can't be killed! Kill endlessly!

rushed out again and again, with a bright green greedy gaze and a numb face, as if choosing someone to devour.

"They may not have been ordinary people not long ago, resting at sunrise and sunset......"

From the costumes, there can be a vague hint of the origin, but these who were cut off by him have all been stained with the blood of the rest of the people on their hands without exception.

- Less than five miles outside the mountain road, there was originally a village, but now only a piece of scorched earth remains, and seventy-seven corpses of old and young people.

The cause was the pile of old grain at the mountain crossing that had not yet had time to be transported.

Under the turbulence of the times, even in the spring ploughing, it is often seen that the fields are abandoned and abandoned, and the farmers are either in danger of going into the mountains and forests, or they are swallowed up by large households and become slaves and servants.

In addition, now that wars are becoming more frequent, the control of grain and grass is becoming more and more stringent, and the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are also chaotic and numerous.

Under the promotion of many parties, for the sake of food, some people still took risks after all, but it is a pity that these people did not release their ruthlessness to the more evil, but abandoned their conscience and turned into wild beasts and jackals.

"They're not human anymore."

Jiang Qin'an looked sideways and looked into the distance, and the sky was clear, but the haze in his heart was difficult to sweep away, and he didn't know how to say it for a while.

Ask yourself, will this clean-up of bandits really be effective?

There are too many, and even if a few forces in Shiya County try their best, they can't sweep them away.

It won't be long before new bandits will appear.

After a moment of silence, he stepped forward.

In my mind, the bleak scene of that mountain village involuntarily came to mind.

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, and his complexion improved slightly. Whether it is useful or useless, it can be protected at least for a while.

Holding a long sword, he stepped on the bloody mud, and a row of marks of different shades fell on the cloth boots on his feet.

……

Sizhou, the big river is turbulent.

Song Yiyun, who was called the butcher, stopped on the riverside with his armor in his armor, holding a black horse and looking into the distance.

"Where is that?"

He pointed to the city on the other side of the river, where a row of armor was displayed at the head of the city, and he did not dare to move.

A scribe stepped forward to follow the guidance and responded: "General, beyond this water is Lijin, the city is headed by a branch of the Hexi Yong clan, and it is rumored that the situation is very large, even if the county lord does not dare to automatically pay taxes, he must ask for one or two instructions before he can act."

One hundred and fifty miles further on, there are several counties such as Huaizhong and Shoushan, and it is Guchuan that crosses the Fengqi Pass. ”

After a pause, the scribe lowered his eyebrows and added another sentence.

"Guchuan Mansion is full of tea, which has ten products and eight times, and there are several kinds of tribute tea alone, and it is difficult for the royal family and nobles to taste it."

After speaking, the scribe looked at Song Yiyun, but saw a smile on the other party's ordinary and honest face, grinned a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said, "Tribute tea? Hey, you have to have a good taste at that time, it can be regarded as a check for the emperor, so as not to cheat the insects below!

As for that Laoshzi Gu family, for the sake of stabilizing the place for so many years, after entering the city, let's treat it well first and see how it works.

If you really don't understand people's words and don't know the current affairs...... Don't blame General Ben. ”

Song Butcher didn't say anything more, only glanced at the scribe.

The cold gaze seemed to be a mountain, and his shoulders collapsed in an instant. Cold sweat broke out from his forehead and soaked his back.

The scribe trembled and retreated, not daring to look at the murderous executioner even half an eye.

Seeing that the other party was retreating, Song Yiyun, who had already taken the position of general and governor of Jiangnan Prefecture, raised his eyebrows, his eyes slanted a little, and the corners of his lips showed a strong sense of banter.

A bunch of things that only know how to fight!

"Wade through water, build bridges, and enter the city with General Ben!"

The arrival of the Song butcher made Jiangnan, which was already unstable, uneasy again, and all parties gathered.

……

The wind and clouds under the mountain are changing, but Chen Yu is staying on the mountain at the moment and guarding the spiritual plants in the medicine field with peace of mind, recording many changes day by day.

Next to the field, there is a tall fruit tree, with lush branches and leaves, and the crimson fruit the size of a thumb is very full.

There was more than one fruit tree planted at the beginning, except for a few on the edge that were left to ripen and collect seeds for future cultivation, the rest were all invested in the spiritual machine, but unfortunately the degree of mutation of the fruit grown was not high, and the effect was not surprising.

In comparison, this cherry tree, which is not yet fully ripe, is not quite satisfactory.

The reason why it is said that it is not all ripe, the part on the top of the Guy is as red as a jewel, and the deep leaves are faintly green.

Chen Yu took a few and grabbed them in his hands, and after some experiments, he found that the cores of these blood-red small fruits could actually have an effect on some spirit plants after being mashed.

Yesterday there was something.,I wanted to do more today.,But I didn't get up in the morning.,Play games in the afternoon.,Well,That's what it looks like anyway (3[▓▓]

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