"Hair rush crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest.

Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar......"

In the boundless darkness, a little ignorant light flickered ahead.

Meng Ke raised his hand to catch the light. But as soon as the hand stretched out, countless black shadows climbed up from the void.

In an instant, a majestic chant like thunder suddenly exploded with the sound of rumbling war drums, tearing through the black curtain in front of him, and the picture scroll slowly unfolded.

In a misty gray, the surging waters of the Yellow River descend from the sky, rushing and roaring.

There is a figure on the shore, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dignified appearance, tiger body and ape arms, a wolf waist, a red tassel empowerment on the brocade hood, wearing worry-free armor and a heart protection mirror shining.

The tiger's head boots stepped on the feet, and the spear embankment stood up.

“…… Jing Kang is ashamed, still unsnowed, and the courtiers hate ...... Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood......"

In the middle of the poem, a chilling murderous aura diffused from his body.

Meng Ke's heart was beating violently, and he only felt that the aura of this general was extremely terrifying, like a god of war who had walked out of the sea of corpses and blood, which was terrifying.

“…… Wait for the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky! ”

The wind and waves stopped, and the flag died down.

The general raised his head and looked at the north, and the sharpness of his gun was breathtaking.

A curtain slowly opened......

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