The night is deep.

Suzaku and Teng Snake landed in the direction of Lelang County in the later generations.

Compared with the land of Shenzhou, the territory here is narrow, the mountains are undulating, and there is not enough arable land to enrich the people's livelihood, so it is a small country.

The two primordial gods floated in the air, looking down from the clouds, but they saw that within the size of one of their counties, it was as if they had been splashed with blood, and the void was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Huo Qu has been ill for a long time on the battlefield, accustomed to life and death, and is still shocked by the sight.

Within the confines of its small country, there are seven or eight cities.

From the air, these cities were turned to death, and not half of them walked around the city.

The top of the city was full of blood, death, and resentment, as if it had just experienced a great battle and was slaughtered.

Huo Quai's cultivation is a soldier, casting a yin body, and the original spirit can see ghosts and gods out of the body, so he saw that in the blood, countless unjust souls gathered.

There were too many people who died, and the yin qi was pervasive, forming a terrifying scene in front of him.

Countless people were unwilling to die and did not deserve to die, but died suddenly.

Their spirits are transformed into obsessions, and they gather in the place where they were alive and do not want to leave, that is, they are unjust souls.

Generally on the battlefield after the Great War, it can only appear.

And at this moment, above these cities, in the huge blood light, thousands of faces, men, women, and children, alternately emerged in them.

Countless faces struggled and roared, and the gathered resentment spread out like a substance, covering the entire city.

The sky was frozen by the aura condensed by this resentment.

In the moonlight, the city seemed to be filled with mist, and it was cold to the bone.

“…… How am I going to die, how am I going to die......"

"Why, why ......"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"

There seemed to be a murmur in the void, repeating itself. This is the resentment before death, the whisper of the yin spirit that comes out of yin and yang.

Suzaku gathered the flames, turned into a red bird, and fell to the castle below!

In the small city with low walls, it is uninhabited and the wind is gusting.

The streets of the city were littered with corpses, black in color.

On the street lay a prostrate woman, one hand stretched forward, still trying to crawl forward before she died, her fingernails digging through several ravines in the ground......

In the corner in the other direction, there was an old man with a very distorted face, who seemed to have suffered great pain before he died.

In a courtyard, there was a five or six-year-old child, as if he was playing, and suddenly encountered an accident.

What these people have in common is that their whole body is sunken, skinny, and poignant.

The other direction inside the city.

Liu Xin is Chinese New Year's Eve this year.

He was lying on his back on the couch, his face pale, quietly waiting for death to come.

He is a native of Huainan, joined the army at the age of seventeen, was a veteran of the local army, took turns to go to the border of Beiguan, fought for the country, was cut off by the Huns, and stayed in Huainan after being discharged.

A few years ago, the king of Huainan began to secretly migrate people from Huainan Kingdom.

When he was a child, Liu Xin and his mother went into exile in Huainan.

He and his mother got a chance to live in Huainan, and they have always been grateful and loyal to Huainan. So unlike others, Liu Xin is willing to move to Han.

It became a population that came to the East China Sea Country to open up wasteland.

He was in order to repay Huainan, and it was Huainan who provided him with the conditions to survive and feed his mother.

Coming to this far-eastern land to open up the wasteland, Liu Xin did not feel bitter at all.

Because I was hungry, I knew that food and clothing were not easy to come by.

Liu Xin worked hard to keep the family alive. He didn't want to ask what happened to Huainan and Dahan, and he couldn't care about it. He just wants to live his life well, and following Huainan is a reward.

He thought he would be able to live peacefully, but a few days ago, everything was changed by a sudden appearance of blood.

The person with the blood stained will quickly weaken, leading to death. And the color of blood grew, and spread, like a plague.

In one night, Donghai City suffered countless casualties.

That night, the wails of countless people filled the city.

Liu Xin and his wife, who had returned from the liberation of Jia, blocked the doors and windows, put the old mother and children in a large wooden cabinet, and the whole family listened anxiously to the desperate screams in the city for a night.

Just one night, the blood became overwhelming.

Liu Xin's family was closed, but blood still seeped in.

The next day, his wife, two children, and his mother were covered in blood one after another, and soon lost their breath.

Liu Xin tried his best, but he still watched his relatives lose their lives one by one.

He was the only one who didn't die.

It may be that in recent years he began to cough violently and suffered from a serious illness, and the blood deliberately avoided him and did not take his life.

But everything doesn't matter anymore.

Liu Xin was lying on the wooden couch with his face, and the corners of his eyes overflowed with cloudy tears.

Scenes flashed in front of his eyes, blue sky, warm sunlight.

The face of his mother when he was young, he joined the Huainan Army as an adult, those familiar and strange comrades-in-arms.

He studied hard and wanted to advance in the army and make his mother proud of himself.

Later, he was injured and discharged and returned to the field...... The current wife, the woman who gave birth to two children for herself, is still willing to marry him after the broken arm.

After having a wife, he became a father of two children, a lovely daughter, and a young son......

…… He thought that he might have many regrets in his life, but after all, he left a lot of good memories.

Liu Xin took a deep breath, he knew that he was about to come to the end of his life.

He was a little unwilling to die like this...... He wondered why, where did the blood come from?

How many people in the whole city died because of this...... Tears fell from the corners of Liu Xin's eyes. He regretted that he shouldn't have moved here with his mother, wife and daughter, if he was in Dahan. That powerful man would never have such a strange blood light to invade the city.

Mother, let's go back to Dahan together after we die, that's our home...... Liu Xin swallowed his last breath in regret.

Before he died, all the pictures converged into the pure and beautiful face of his four-year-old daughter, and the warm voice of his mother coaxing him to sleep sounded in his ears, and it was like the daughter's cheerful humming tune......

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Come on...... Liu Qian woke up in the car, and his mind was still filled with the purgatory-like scene in Donghai City before leaving.

A few days ago, he saw a message from the bamboo slip and asked him to try it with the mouth of the people in the country, take revenge on the big man, and avenge his father.

He agreed with the gods, and the little national fortune condensed after the establishment of the East China Sea was carved into a kind of array according to the hints on the bamboo slips, based on the national fortune, and through the hints given by the simple book, a utensil was found in the relics of his father King Huainan.

Then, according to the arrangement of the bamboo slips, Liu Qian used the national fortune to push the artifact, and a red mist was sent out from it.

When he finished doing this, he seemed to hear a chuckle from the other side of Jian Shu.

Things soon began to change.

The back road prepared by the king of Huainan for his son, the East China Sea Kingdom, was killed and wounded countless times in just a few days.

That touch of blood, the heavier and heavier, the thicker and thicker.

In the end, even the palace where Liu Qian was located was affected.

The palace maids, the concubines, are all dead, and once they are covered in blood and wail for a while, they will die.

Perhaps because of being the lord of the country, Liu Qian has always been fine, and the blood seems to be harmless to him, and he has lived until now.

But he had nothing left.

Liu Qian woke up in the car, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Fortunately, my father still has arrangements, otherwise I would have died this time...... Liu Qian thought to himself.

When the king of Huainan saw him for the last time, he told him that it was not safe to avoid the East China Sea.

If he doesn't return, Donghai may also be targeted, or even found by the Han.

The king of Huainan said that he had obtained a map of the Qin period, and that there was a large island farther out in the sea, far away from the Han Dynasty, and no one would find him again.

The king of Huainan had ships on the coastline south of the East China Sea, and finally told Liu Qian that if the East China Sea was also in crisis and it was difficult to stay, he would let him go to sea by boat.

That is the last way to retreat, life and death are at the mercy of heaven.

Liu Qian, under the escort of the last team of guards, left the royal city at this moment, and wanted to go to the south to sail by boat, and never returned.

He slept for a while in the speeding car and woke up in a cold sweat.

He felt that the car was slowly slowing down, stopped, and couldn't help asking, "Why did it stop, it's here?" ”

There was no response from the outside.

Liu Qian's heart tightened and lifted the curtain.

Then he saw a black flying snake appear outside the car, hanging in the air and flapping its wings, which was extremely terrifying.

Liu Qian was shocked and exclaimed.

The big snake looked at him coldly and said, "Who did it?" ”

The voice...... The voice...... Liu Qian suddenly roared like crazy: "Are you Huo Quai? Are you Huo Quai? ”

"Who did it?"

Teng Snake made a voice that shook the soul: "These people you migrated out are all dead, who did it?" ”

"What about me?"

Liu Qian said astringently: "I am the son of the King of Huainan and a relative of the Han Dynasty. You broke my leg, and the emperor didn't even reproach me, why? ”

"I just want these people to die, so that you can lose the country?"

"When these people died, were they used to extract their blood and lives, and they could hurt the Han in the slightest? If you are stupid, you are number one in the world. ”

On the scales of the Teng snake, a golden pattern fell off, like golden lightning.

Click!

Liu Qian's eyebrows cracked, pierced by the golden light, and the horror on his face froze.

His body was enveloped in crimson flames and burned.

He wilted in the flames, lost his life, and finally died in ashes.

Suzaku and Teng Snake floated away.

In the Hou Mansion in Chang'an, Huo Qu got up sick and walked out of the study, and issued a series of orders with the help of the method of communication.

That night, the defenders of Liaodong County received an order to go south out of the border of the Han Dynasty and approach the territory of Lelang County in the future to deal with the remains in those cities and clean up the aftermath.

Huo Quai's face rarely showed a look of anger.

Liu Qian didn't say it, he could also think of who did it, Zi, and those things behind him that were suppressed in the imperial mausoleum.

Before King Huainan died, he also wanted to use the population of the border town to absorb blood and qi to recover from his injuries. How similar it is to the deaths of those who are now seen!

The things suppressed in the Zihe Imperial Mausoleum, obtaining the blood of so many living people, are they gathering strength and breaking through the prohibition of the Imperial Mausoleum?

These things that the First Emperor tried his best to ban were so vicious!

And the son is their accomplice!

Although it was not the people of the Han Realm who died, Huo Qubing still surged with uncontrollable anger.

……

Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

The son lay dormant in a temple.

Underneath this temple, there is a dark room, which is very secretive.

He knew more about this imperial tomb than anyone else thought.

At this time, Zi gave birth to some kind of induction, took out a long-necked jade bottle, and looked at the bottle intently.

There was a blood-colored wisp inside the bottle, which had been climbing for days, almost touching the mouth of the bottle from below.

Only the last point is missing, and the blood in the bottle can accumulate and overflow.

"It's almost enough to meet the requirements of the fairy lord, but it's a pity ......"

"Liu Qian seems to be dead too."

Zi smiled dumbly: "Liu Qian is dead, and the small country in the East China Sea, the last wisp of qi is all dispersed." When the country dies and the people die, the blood will also disperse, and thousands of miles will be covered with blood, and then the Han will discover the changes in the East China Sea. ”

"Emperor Han, Champion Hou, these people will be able to deduce that I did it.

They are furious, and they should come to this mausoleum to find me. Hehe, when the time comes, those who are suppressed will be brought out, and those who come in will have to die! ”

Zi sneered, took out another bronze array disk, and tried to urge the array disk.

The array disk began to glow, and after carefully examining the changes on the array disk, Zi closed his eyes and re-entered the cultivation state.

……

Champion Hou Mansion.

Huo Quzhi suppressed the undulating emotions in his heart, and thought: With the prudence of Yizi, when he enters the imperial tomb, he will definitely not dare to approach the core royal city. He will hide somewhere on the edge and will not show his face easily.

Huo Quzhi took out the first emperor's book.

Cultivating the prohibition of the Imperial Tomb of the Immortal Demon in the Warrior Town, you can further control some of the changes in the Imperial Tomb, find out the son, and kill him.

Days go by.

That night, in the Champion Hou's Mansion, there was a breath of air.

And this breath in the Hou Mansion and the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum faintly have an echoing connection.

At the same time, inside the imperial mausoleum, Zi opened his eyes in the secret room: "It's almost time......"

He exited the chamber and melted into the void, heading in one direction of the Imperial Tomb.

(End of chapter)