On the top floor of the castle, the blood moon is in the sky, and the stars gradually hover back on the top of the eaves, and a black mist-shrouded spiral staircase leads to the sky, and there is a murmuring sound from above, like raindrops falling on the endless sea.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

In the center of the wide altar, an old woman in a wedding dress handed a purple crown to a noble, strange-looking woman.

The latter has blue eyes and crescent eyebrows, curly blond hair, and a pair of mottled dragon horns on the top of his head, like a dragon girl dormant in the abyss.

She took the crown and gently covered it above her head, but her eyes looked at the spiral staircase, as if ascension was the greatest ambition in her heart.

No one in the world can shuttle through the gate of heaven, and it should start with me to expand the world.

"The world, since you are determined to be domineering and turn to the royal road, the rise and fall of the empire is bound to you personally, the empire dominates the world, and your wish can come true; The empire is in decline, and your fate is miserable. ”

The old woman's voice was muddy and slow, staring at the most outstanding member of the Tuoba royal family for a moment.

A thirty-year-old martial arts saint, the first emperor Tuoba is not worthy of lifting shoes for her, the bright pearl of the empire is willing to take on the heavy responsibility, why is the empire not happy?

Tuoba Tianxia nodded his chin, and when his cultivation encountered shackles, he could only find another way and preach the Tao with the path of a king.

She never doubted her own abilities, let alone the mission of the Supreme Kingdom of God, and it was only a matter of time before she succeeded.

"If you ascend the throne and formulate policies, you must first settle the inside before you go outside, and you must let the people of the empire see your methods of governance."

The old woman in the wedding dress spoke softly, between the internal rebellion and the battle of the Western Regions, the wisest choice was obviously the former.

The empire was already crumbling in the Western Regions, and it was difficult to win with additional troops, and once there were a few small-scale defeats, it would affect the prestige of the new monarch.

And the death of a madman in a lonely city is enough to block the mouths of the people of the empire.

"The betrayer will taste the bloodiest revenge, deal with the civil strife, I will uproot the Eastern Soil and the Central Plains, the empire does not need lowly Han slaves, genocide, I only need fertile and rich land in Shenzhou."

Tuoba Tianxia's tone is smooth, and the deep Bitong exudes an innate cold-bloodedness.

The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, if the slaves of the Central Plains are domesticated, it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be another Gu Chang'an among them.

The empire has already been tortured by him once, and it will never allow another madman who is beyond his control to simply slaughter the Central Plains people in order to be pure.

Right now.

The wooden door of the castle creaked open, and the old man with a green boy and red face walked into the altar, stepping on the uneven cobblestone path, carrying a white lantern in his left hand.

Moonlight threw the lantern into the altar and burned it, then knelt down in front of the statue of the god and prayed.

One by one, his gaze crossed the black fog and swept back and forth over him a few times.

"Good work."

A low, indifferent sound came from the spiral staircase.

After the light of the moon apologized to the heavens, he said calmly:

"It's dead, and it's not gone."

Suddenly, the stairs rumbled, and a series of majestic figures suddenly descended on the altar.

The atmosphere was suddenly solemn!

"Yuezun, why are you making a fuss?" The queen stepped forward, cautiously asking.

"It's impossible to fail!" The old woman in the wedding dress looked confused, and there were ants under the gate of heaven, which was the best reason in the sky.

"Worse than failure." The light of the moon looked around at the faces and said word by word:

"Turning the soul of a hero, Zhenshan River."

As soon as the words fell, the altar was as gloomy as a tomb, and the qi was stagnant.

The old monsters were shocked.

Yes, it's shocking!

They have been cultivating for decades, and the slaughter of thousands of armies by one person and one city is nothing more than a feat worth remembering in the world, nothing more.

But now, I really feel terrifying.

"Could it be that you live in the form of a soul?" The black-faced woman with long hair covering her face suddenly breathed heavily, and the cross around her neck trembled slightly.

Moonlight nodded slowly:

"Bodyless ghosts."

"Maybe it's because the obsession of guarding the house has reached the extreme, or maybe it's because he was born with a paradox, in short, Gu Changan guards the city with his soul, and the old man still has more than a season in his heart for that scene."

Everyone who heard it was dizzy.

Are there ghosts in the world?

When something is beyond the control of the Heavenly Dao, what kind of disaster will it bring, and will it affect the abyss?

"Yuezun, why don't you kill it?" Tuoba was blue in the world, and there was a hint of humiliation in his eyes.

Yueguang stared at her coldly, remembering Gu Changan's calm and arrogant words, and said coldly:

"Under the crown of the gods, can the heavenly dao in the human world still sanction the ghosts of the underworld?"

After speaking, I started with my own moves, and told the whole process in detail.

The old monsters closed their eyes in contemplation, and a terrifying picture lingered in their minds.

There is nothing more shocking than this in the world.

Keep your home when you are alive, and keep your home after you die.

Isn't it invincible?

Then what's the use of their cultivation?

"Hannu, damn it!" Tuoba was blue in the world, and his whole person was filled with rage.

The altar fell into an embarrassing dead silence for a moment.

The old monster is afraid of the unknown, and the new queen has cold blue eyes and pursed lips, like a beast in distress.

I thought it would be easy to pick the fruits of victory and lay a strong foundation for the royal road.

If it weren't for her identity as the inheritor of the abyss, how could the land immortal who had opened the gate of heaven step into the turbid world.

If she hadn't believed in Moonlight, how could she have made the decision to withdraw her troops.

Now it's good, instead of achieving the glory you imagined, you lost face at the beginning of your ascension to the throne!

Before her ass sat on the throne of the center, reality woke her up with a slap, and she was extremely humiliated!

The old woman in the wedding dress turned her head to look at it, and stopped talking, but finally couldn't say anything to save her dignity.

Who would have thought that a madman would become a ghost?

As is often the case, honor and disgrace are only for a moment, and the decision to withdraw from the Western Regions will be nailed to the imperial pillar of shame, and the queen will be hammered.

"Moonlight, you should raze the city of Guizi to the ground and trick the ghosts into the Holy City."

Tuoba Tianxia's tone was stiff and no longer respectful.

"Presumptuous!" The old woman in the wedding dress snorted coldly.

Moonlight narrowed his narrow eyes, and his attitude was abruptly fierce, half threatening and half angry:

"Your Majesty, this is the only time, don't talk to the old man in this tone next time."

"It's my impulse." Tuoba Tianxia quickly realized that she was emotionally upset, and her eyes turned apologetic, and the stinging pain of the nails in her sleeves embedded in her palms made her regain her composure.

She began to understand the first emperor Tuobali.

Nothing was wrong, why was there a dark cord around the neck?

Will it be yourself next?

Tuoba World immediately dispelled the worries and doubts in his heart, how could the Supreme Kingdom of God be afraid of lonely souls and wild ghosts!

"Moonlight, according to you, this ghost is invincible?" The black-robed old monster frowned deeply.

"Invincible." Moonlight replied helplessly, and then added:

"Although the physical body has died, the lotus mark on his forehead has not faded, and only three and a half petals remain."

"The curse of the Buddha's relics is in effect, and Gu Changan can only survive for three years."

Slightly silent, the light of the moon showed a bitter smile:

"Who knows? This absurd and bizarre existence, will the curse be restrained? ”

The altar was silent.

"I can't wait for three years, I must destroy my soul, and the spirit of the Central Plains can't rise again!"

The old woman in the wedding dress made a quick decision.

The exposure of the lid of one person and one city has set off a climax in the sluggish land of China, and the ancient civilization has begun to awaken, so that it has the courage to go to the Western Regions with a million troops.

"After death, the mountains and rivers of the soul town" should soon be known by the Central Plains, and it is bound to cause an explosive sensation, far overshadowing the exposure of the lonely city.

It is a miracle to keep the house alone, and he represents the tenacious perseverance of the nation in the face of darkness and despair.

But the ghosts have to guard their homes, which is already a myth and legend, and the kind of national will transcends the world and will give the Central Plains the belief that they are not afraid of death.

Just imagine, the people of the Eastern Tu are proud of death, and the empire has no way to conquer at all!

"Heaven and earth qi can't extinguish the ghost way, how many times do you want the old man to repeat it? We poured out of the nest at the top, and the soul was punished thousands of times, Gu Changan will still reunite. ”

"There is an old saying in the Central Plains that keeps the clouds open and sees the moon, and everything you pay will always get results."

Moonlight paused for a long time, and continued with a blank face:

"But Gu Changan is now a strange stone outside the sky, and he can't move it no matter how hard he tries!"

"The only hope is that the Buddha curses, three years is long and short."

Exhausted, he swept back to the spiral staircase, he didn't want to listen to these bullshit mundane things anymore.

Human feelings are universal, regardless of race, and are the same throughout the ages.

When he witnessed Gu Chang'an's heroic sacrifice to turn into a ghost to defend the city, he actually had emotional resonance in an instant, and his Dao heart was shaken.

"For the sake of today, there are two ways."

Tuoba Tianxia, who had been indifferent for a long time, looked around at the abyss seniors, and bowed respectfully and said:

"First, since the Heavenly Dao can't control him, then try to condense the Heavenly Extraterrestrial Qi Machine."

"Second, Gu Changan relied on his obsession to transform his soul, we can gradually disintegrate his obsession with protecting the Central Plains nation by provoking the Central Plains, and the soul will naturally die."

After the words fell, the old woman in the wedding dress bowed her head to express her approval, and the rest of the old monsters flew back to the ladder one after another to cultivate, and they didn't know what kind of attitude they kept.

In short, souls must be destroyed, this is the goal of the abyss unity, and the way of heaven does not allow ghosts!

"I'm back in the Holy City." Tuoba Tianxia forced out a stiff smile and slowly walked out of the top floor of the castle.

The stupidest thing she'll do is take over the mess!

"The ghost is not gone, I will definitely kill you!"

Tuoba roared in the dark and dense forest, and smashed the trunks of trees with angry fists.

……

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and a group of seventy horsemen rushed to set off bursts of yellow sand, and the inquisitor led by Carl grabbed the reins of his horse, squinting at the lonely city of wind and snow, which was always snowing heavily, but could not break away the blood-stained and dirty city wall.

"See clearly!" He snorted coldly, and the palms of his grip on the reins trembled slightly.

He is really afraid of a madman, and even if he dies, he will feel his heart tighten when he comes to the home he once held.

"Your Excellency, the city is empty, let's raze Qiuzi City as soon as possible, and in ten days and a half months, the Hannu coalition army will come."

The hook-nosed enlightened man smiled and said, he understood His Holiness's fear, if a madman was alive, who would dare to pull out his teeth?

But to be dead is to be dead.

No matter how great you are in life, you can take off your pants and pee on it with a handful of loess after you die.

"Siege!

”

Karl waved his arms, and the seventy rode towards the city of Guizi.

In the past, tens of thousands of imperial elites could not defeat the iron wall, and today he Brandon Carr is going to make history!

"This is a moment of divine glory, record it in detail, and go back to the holy city to proclaim it to the world." Karl tightened his horse's belly and charged, giving orders to his entourage.

In the area close to the Qiqi, the snow fluttered, and the enlightened person suddenly felt creepy, and his hooked nose was extremely twisted in the dark night.

He quickly closed his eyes and remained motionless, but there was a momentary twitch in the muscles of his cheeks, revealing that he did feel it.

"How?"

Karl came and pointed to the snowy flagpole and scolded:

"What are you afraid of a dead thing?"

The hooked nose seemed to be hit on the temple by a hammer, and suddenly coughed loudly, with spots of blood in the saliva, and the whole person spasmed violently.

The strange yin qi invaded, mixed with a trace of bad luck and evil qi, which directly made him aware of the sea and the confusion, and the strength of his body seemed to be imprisoned.

"Richard!

Sensing that something was wrong, Karl immediately ordered his men to pounce on the hooked nose's limbs and begin to look around.

The snow obscured his vision, and he vaguely saw a peach blossom branch that was less than knee-high, and the bright red petals stood out against the snow.

Immediately afterward, Karl's eyes grew scarlet, and his lips trembled violently.

Bursts of black fog.

Like a white robe, like flowing white hair, like an indifferent and delicate face?

Puff –

Carl fell off his horse, suffocating from every pore of his body, curled up and struggling like a shrimp.

Ghost!

Thundered!

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the hairs of the seventy cavalry stood on end, and they saw the most terrifying scene in this life.

The man......

It didn't even fall!

Karl whirled around, squirming in the sand, and he could feel the cold yin qi rapidly eroding what little life was left.

The incomparable scene, the phantom of the Arabian Nights, just drifted in the snow.

The trembling displacement of the internal organs far exceeded the horror of one man slaughtering the hosts.

Soul Guard......

Gu Changan turned around and glanced at the peach branch, picked up the shovel that was digging the soil, and dragged it to the side of Xuqi, he suddenly shook his head and laughed at himself:

"I've killed 10,000 and slaughtered 50,000, when will dozens of brute dogs dare to humiliate me?"

After speaking, he floated towards the unconscious enlightened person, picked up the shovel and smashed it, again and again, and smashed it directly into pieces of minced meat with a bang.

Karl buried his face in the mound of dirt and didn't dare to look at it, his yellow urine soaked his trousers, and he cried and begged for mercy.

After a lifetime of camping, he finally stood tall at the central round table and became a judgment giant that everyone feared, he didn't want to die!

On the verge of despair, Carl's intestines were full of regret.

Even if some beings die, it is not for him to eat human blood steamed buns.

Gu Changan suddenly stopped his movements, staring at his palm condensed by black mist in a daze, and half of his phalanges were born in it, which was crystal clear.

He has no mood swings, nothing in the world can make him happy, even if he reshapes his body, it is nothing more than another reincarnation.

I would rather live with my soul, at least I don't have to endure the pain of tearing my body apart again and again, and without my body, I don't need to experience those tortures again.

Gu Changan cut off half of his phalanges with his spiritual power, then looked at Carl in the python robe and gold pants, leaned over, and said in a low voice:

"I seem to have seen your portrait on a brute dog."

Karl was confused, and the yin energy entangled him, and deliberately left a trace of clarity.

From man to madman, to ghost, what will come after the ghost?

Completely extinguished...

Or is it God?

When the devil came, Carl no longer wanted to save his life, he took the blame for himself, and only wanted to die a decent death.

"Put ...... Buried me alive. ”

"Bury him." Shadow throws out a shovel.

Many barbarians wanted to flee for their lives, but they sent a god to the side of the judge, and picked up a shovel to dig a pit.

Their consciousness is controlled.

The black mist was motionless.

Carl convulsed violently, and finally laughed hysterically, laughing at the new monarch of the empire for making a failed decision, laughing at his stupidity and greed, and even laughing at the ghost in front of him!

"Suffering in life, suffering in death, poor thing!"

"Lao Tzu was prosperous and wealthy during his lifetime, with a high and powerful position, thousands of wives and concubines, and he was still happy in the underworld after his death!"

"What about you?"

"If you can stand on the top of the mountain, go to hell, in a few decades, who will remember you in the Central Plains?"

Carl is unscrupulous, since he left me a little sober, why not be rampant and insulting!

Gu Changan was indifferent, and muttered in a low voice: "The people are safe and happy, the nation will continue to live forever, and it will be okay for me to leave a stench for 10,000 years." ”

"Keep digging."

He only hopes that the efforts he has made will one day make ordinary people like his grandparents no longer suffer, no longer abandon their families and children to fight on the border for decades, and the Central Plains will finally usher in a peaceful and prosperous era.

It is precisely because of the suffering that I don't want the Chinese descendants to endure it again, and it is desperate just to think about it.

Seeing that the cemetery was getting wider and wider, Carl suddenly fell silent and stopped roaring, in fact, he had always felt that Gu Changan was stupid, how could there be such a selfless martyr in the world?

But he was about to die outside the lonely city, and he realized that a child born in a lonely city who grew up eating a hundred family meals, a city defender who watched the heroic sacrifice of the old soldier, did not dare to have another choice from beginning to end.

"It's too slow." Gu Changan's patience was consumed, black mist poured out, and the yin wind swept wildly.

After he drifted away, seventy intact bodies were buried in the yellow sand.

……

The sun rises in the east, and the eastern glow is slowly advancing like a tide.

The Central Plains coalition army rushed to both sides along the wild goose wing array, blowing a deep horn on horseback, and the trumpet sounded layer upon layer on the battlefield in the early morning, like the heavenly drums rumbling endlessly.

The barbarian army's killer net suddenly disappeared, and the sound of flesh and blood twisting in mid-air like a millstone gradually stopped, and one by one the barbarian cultivators began to retreat to the south in the direction of the purple banner.

"Kill!"

The entire wasteland is responding to the orders of the boss Xu Ting.

As if the floodgates had been opened, the black wave that had been building up for a long time swirled and swirled on the battlefield, heading straight for the slow-moving barbarian camp to the south.

"Slaughter the barbarian dog, revenge!

”

"Revenge!

”

The shouts all over the wasteland and the banner of the Central Plains that covered the sky and the sun signaled the end of the battle of the Western Regions.

"Your Majesty, there are only eight hundred miles left......

Li Deyu, the secretary of the military department, wiped the blood on his face and looked at the empress in the cloud car of the Chinese army, the empress stood with her sword standing on her sword, the blade dripping blood, and looked at the far west in a daze.

"We won!" Li Deyu wanted to roar angrily, but his voice was low.

After breaking through the Yumen Pass, the road was like a bamboo, and the barbarians did not block it at all, and only implemented the strategy of fighting and retreating.

In fact, he knew that the entire Central Plains Coalition Army also knew very well that the moment Chang'an died, the barbarians would achieve their strategic goals and not care about the next battle.

The Central Plains is still singing praises of virtue, and Chang'an has saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers with his own strength, exchanging sacrifices for hundreds of thousands of family members.

But in the eyes of the barbarians, one Gu Chang'an is more important than hundreds of thousands of Central Plains soldiers.

If he hadn't made that decision, if he was still alive and returned to Chang'an City safely, would he have saved thousands of people in the future?

On the battlefield, the troops were withdrawn, and the formations of the troops died down and slowly moved closer to the center.

Countless eyes looked into the distance, sixty years after the resignation, please Angelica tonight, the ashes of the heroic soul have gone home.

"Your Majesty, come with the old man." The old woman Li Lian shouted softly, and left the team and rode towards the northwest.

The empress followed silently until she reached a deserted and collapsed town, where several steles had sunk into the yellow sand, only revealing their outlines.

Li Lian patted the dust on the stele with her hand, and said secretly with her eyes:

"I heard the carpenter of the lonely city Qin say that this is the only time Chang'an relaxes and rests, and His Majesty should bring this stele back to the Central Plains and build the Taimiao Temple forever."

On the stele is a small character of the simple vicissitudes of life, after the vicissitudes of the years have become ambiguous, and it can still be recognized if you try to get over it.

[My generation was born in the Tang Dynasty, blessed by the peaceful and prosperous era of the Heavenly Dynasty, there was no military disaster when he was young, he did not experience famine, he was called by the Son of Heaven to defend the border here for the Heavenly Dynasty, and he fought against the prestige of the Heavenly Dynasty to protect the safety of one party]

[Although the world is big, behind my generation is Chang'an, why not be afraid of barbarianism]

Everyone's eyes flickered, it was the Huanghuang Tang Dynasty during the Zhenguan period of Taizong, all countries worshiped the Khan, and the generals enjoyed the glory at that time, and the four Yi surrendered.

Under the stele, a row of carved block letters is extremely deep, as sharp as a sword.

"Today, Shenzhou is unfortunate, the barbarians are scorched by the Heavenly Dao Scroll, and their comrades die bravely in battle, and I am instructed to Gu Chang'an to stick to the territory."

"Thousands of miles of desert, alone."

"Although I didn't go to Chang'an to be rewarded by the saint, I didn't see the prosperous Central Plains, I didn't experience the majesty of the country, and I didn't accept the glory of the warrior."

"But I won't retreat, before I die here, the barbarians don't want to step into the territory of China!"

Reading and reading, the empress felt that something had infiltrated from the stone tablet, like Gu Chang'an's gaze, and he looked at herself through several years.

The empress's limbs were stiff, she didn't dare to move, she would have an emotional breakdown if she moved.

"Your Majesty......" Pei Jingshu pushed lightly, trying to make His Majesty sober, except for going into battle to kill the enemy, His Majesty has been in a trance for a long time, and guilt and self-blame have been torturing her all the time.

The empress turned her back, her eyes were filled with tears, and if she was given another chance to do it again, she would definitely not make that decision.

"Your Majesty," the master of the academy rushed over when he heard the news and reminded softly:

"It's time to leave Turtle City."