Poof.

In the lobby, only the sound of a sharp blade piercing the neck, blood gushing several feet high, the hot blood rushing towards the huge head directly hit the tall roof, and then hit the ground with a clatter.

Zhou Zhiruo's expression was cold, and he slowly turned around with a blood-stained knife, his eyes were as cold as palpitations, and the corpses around him were all over the place, and the entire City Lord's Mansion was killed.

It's not clean, she's not a beast after all, and she can't do anything to the children and women.

The killing continued throughout the day.

For more than 100 years, there are always few people, although no one has martial arts, and they are engaged in it. However, when encountering formed soldiers, it is still necessary to avoid the edge.

Snow fell for a day, burying the corpses of the streets.

The middle of winter has arrived, and the killing has arrived.

Since you have made a move, there is no turning back.

"The owner of the village ......"

A young man covered in blood came with a long sword: "It's all ready, the cattle and sheep grain are loaded into the cart, we have to leave quickly." ”

"How many people in the city are willing to leave?" Zhou Zhiruo said in a hoarse voice.

The young man's face was gloomy: "There are only a thousand people. ”

Zhou Zhiruo's expression darkened, biting her lip, and only after a while did she raise her head and squeeze out a smile: "Don't blame them, the Tartars are brutal, and it is also appropriate not to resist, and when we kill the Tartars, they will naturally raise the swords." ”

"Little fifteen, choose strong young men, and those who can ride horses are preferred, and expand to five hundred."

"Yes."

The cold wind ravages and the city is ruined.

On a huge wooden board in the snow, three big characters were written in blood: Empress Valley!

Zhou Zhiruo left his name and left with everyone driving cattle, sheep, carts and horses. She was sent to the surrounding mountain villages, and after a night without rest, the teenagers were exhausted.

Everyone in the Empress Valley didn't shout tired, now is not the time to rest. Sooner or later, the storm will find the slaughtered city, and if they rest, the storm yuan's eyes will fall here.

Zhou Zhiruo also knew this, arranged her father's food, left a few girls to hide in the mountains to take care of her, and then stepped on the war horse again and galloped away.

The next day, she broke another city.

Thirteen days, thirteen cities.

Zhou Zhiruo killed all the way, thanks to the heavy snow, which hindered the transmission of messages. After Zhou Zhiruo broke the city, he collected supplies, gathered the teenagers, rode a fast horse to scatter the material swords and soldiers around, and then hurried again.

Her ranks had grown to eight hundred.

They are all smart and clever teenagers, if Zhou Zhi wants to, I'm afraid tens of thousands of people will have them. However, the more people, the bigger the goal. At this moment, she was tormented in her heart, if the heavy snow stopped and Storm Yuan sent troops, she didn't know how many of these teenagers would survive.

Therefore, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't wait to teach martial arts, and only hoped that these teenagers could practice their internal strength as soon as possible and have the power to protect themselves. Even if you encounter a tyrant and can't beat it, you can run faster.

The Valley of the Empress, snowy. The mountains and forests are staggered, and one foot goes down to the knee. The young man was dressed in tattered clothes, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he walked down the hill with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The snow was not above his knees, but it could not hinder his speed, he seemed to be tireless, or perhaps his body was already extremely powerful, and he actually ran through the snow, leaping over the mountains without stopping.

Coming to the depths, there is snow everywhere. As far as the eye can see, the world seems to have changed. He couldn't find the familiar mountain for a long time, but he tried his best to look into the distance, and finally saw the white bags scattered in the distance.

"There."

The boy pounced on him, gasping for excitement and walking onto the flat ground. There's a lot less snow here, but it's still deep.

"This should be the Sword Trial Ping, it's so smooth, it's right."

"This dirt bag ......"

He walked over and reached out and patted the snow away, revealing a massive face.

The young man was slightly stunned: "That mysterious Immortal Venerable statue...... Sure enough, it's here. ”

"Empress Valley, I'm back."

"Miss......"

The young man was overjoyed in his heart and ran wildly, but his heart gradually became doubtful, and a bad premonition arose.

No one cleaned the snow in the trial sword ping, the houses were buried by the snow, and even the most important statue of the immortal statue was not cleaned. According to the temper of the eldest lady, when she saw this scene, she was already angry.

And, why isn't there a single person here?

Those who practice martial arts, can this little snow hinder it?

The eldest lady is definitely not allowed.

The young man's heart was slightly lower, and he pushed open the door, but there was no one. The simple chairs in the house, the thin quilt on the bed are neatly stacked.

Here, there is no one for a long time......

The young man was stunned, turned his head to look at the mountain, his eyes flashed with confusion: "What happened?" ”

He looked at it with a lost look for a long time before finally turning and leaving.

When I came to a mountain village, I saw the smell of meat wafting from the village.

After a long time, the boy came to the nearest city......

Swords are like a forest, and war horses are roaring. The city of Han people knelt in the snow, and Mengyuan soldiers in thick furs strode past with swords.

The young man's heart was low, and his eyes looked at the wooden sign at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion like electricity: Empress Valley!

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a pair of cavalry came quickly. The horses galloped, and the people kneeling on both sides of the street trembled with fear, their heads touching the ground.

The young man turned his head to look, but saw that the first person was a young man in brocade, with red lips and white teeth. Surrounded by more than a dozen mighty men, it can be seen that the identity is not ordinary, and it must be a Mengyuan noble.

"Thirteenth, Thirteen Cities, what is the origin of this Empress's Valley? But the actions of the six major factions? ”

"The villain is secretly visiting, and the leader of the Empress Valley is a beautiful woman, who is said to be an orphan......"

"Orphans?"

"That's right, even the people who follow me are orphans."

"Interesting, this is not to implicate anyone. It's a pity that she doesn't understand that if there is compassion in the heart, there is weakness. If she doesn't throw herself into the net, innocent people will die because of it. ”

"Childe, but you want to ......"

The young man's heart sank, and when he saw a strong man turn his head to look at the people around him, he immediately clenched his fists.

"Before that time, there was nothing to see here, so I informed the commanders around me to bring men and horses and surround me. Thirteen days and thirteen cities, it is so majestic. I'm going to see if she can escape the palm of my hand. ”

"The women in this world are really amazing. When the time comes, I remember to capture him alive, and I wonder what this person looks like. ”

The young man jumped off the war horse and stretched out his hand to stroke the three words on the board: "Empress Valley, there is something interesting." ”

He suddenly grabbed the plank and jerked it up.

His face stiffened......

Didn't mention.

Poof.

In the crowd, a laugh rang out.

"Who?"

The young man's face sank.

The big men around him suddenly turned to look, his eyes were like copper bells.

I saw a young man in tattered clothes, grinned, and then fluttered on his toes.

"How daring!"

The young man stepped back, two people flew out behind him, and slapped with open palms, counting nine in the cold winter, and the weather was a little colder.

The young man's face changed: "It's you." ”

His eyes flashed with anger, but he gritted his teeth and pushed out his hands, and the hot breath dissipated the cold current in the air.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard, and the wind and snow rolled upside down. The two strong men stepped back, looking shocked: "This person's internal strength ......"

When the two of them wanted to rush up again, they saw that the young man was already in the air, twisting his waist and floating away with a huge wooden board in his hand.