The butcher was silent, remembering that a few years ago, the master of the audience asked the drunkard to go to the Western Wilderness to meet the head of the lecture, so he didn't want to disadvantage her.

"He is worthy of being the first person in the Taoist Sect for thousands of years. ”

The butcher stood up, wiped off the water stains on his body, and said with emotion.

The drunkard looked at him and said, "What are we going to do?"

Or rather, what do we choose?

The butcher said, "Don't forget jì, there are two Haotian now. ”

If she really didn't return to the kingdom of God and was still on earth, then there was a woman in heaven and a woman in the world, but I don't know which one is the real her.

"If Chen is acting according to the heavenly one she wants...... The chances of success will be very high, but I don't know if the heavenly one will fulfill the agreement we made with the one on earth, so we can't let the one in the world die. ”

Drunkards and butchers live too long, so they are too afraid of death.

When the light of Haotian shrouded the world, they hid like rats, and when the Master discovered them, they were silent and honest, and after the Master landed in the heavens, they were still silent and honest, and they never had the courage to rise up.

But they still have greed, and that greed seems to be a collection of greed in countless human instincts, so rich and unwilling, they want eternity.

Eternity does not belong to the earth, but to the kingdom of God, and they have received the promise or gift of Sangsang, so they are calm and joyful, and they no longer have to live in the boring life of countless thousands of years in the past, until now...... They found that there might be two Haotians.

This has happened before. When Sangsang traveled in the red dust with Ning Que, or earlier, when she lived in Weicheng with Ning Que in Minshan, in the sense of cunning, there were always two Haotians, but one of them did not wake up, and when she woke up, she and herself in the kingdom of God were indistinguishable from each other.

But the recent actions of the Lord foreshadow ...... It is very likely that she who did not return to the kingdom of God has stepped into a different river than she who stayed in the kingdom of God.

So, did the agreement they made with Sangsang still work? What did that Haotian in the Kingdom of God think? Who should they follow?

The butcher looked at the drunkard Yan Sù and said, "Fortunately, we also have two people, if there are really two Haotians, then ...... One person guards one. ”

The drunkard stood up and said, "This is the only way, even if you make a wrong choice, you won't lose everything, and you can do something at the last moment." ”

The butcher said, "You go too." ”

The drunkard said, "It is inevitable." ”

The butcher said, "If she really hasn't returned to the kingdom of God and is still in the world, you must find her before the Lord and Li slowly ......"

The drunkard said, "What about you?"

The butcher walked back to the board, threw the pig's trotters into the cauldron, looked at the pig's trotters floating in the brine, and said, "I'll go to Momoyama, if the Daomen are really acting according to the will of the Divine Kingdom Haotian, then they need my help." ”

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In addition to the calligraphy and painting shop, the butcher's shop and the wine shop, there is also the only gambling stall in the town. There are not many people living in the town, there are very few wealthy people, and idle bad gamblers are relatively rare, so the business of the gambling stall has never been very good, but this does not affect many men in the town to report every day and enjoy it.

Zhang San and Li Si gathered in front of the stage, looking at the chips and patterns of the size, listening to the dealer's drinking, smelling the fat powder and wine around them, and they were very excited.

When he was in Chang'an City, Li Si liked to mess around, he was not a good boy, Zhang San was also very brave and fierce in his hometown, for his mother's affairs, I don't know how many villagers' heads were broken, and their time in the academy was too short, and they didn't have the opportunity to accept Li Liu's moral education and Jun Mo's stick education, so they had no resistance to gambling.

"Why do we keep losing?"

After losing a few copper plates again, Li Si gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "I don't believe it's a technical problem, and it can't be an IQ problem." ”

Zhang San reminded on the side: "I played a few games with Uncle Xiao that year, haven't you been losing? Uncle Xiao said that this is a problem of our character." ”

"Isn't our character bad? If not, how can we be favored by the teacher? Are you the son of the prime minister, or am I the younger brother of the princess?"

Li Si said angrily, took out a handful of broken silver from his arms, stuffed half of it into Zhang San's hand, and then snapped and put it on the table.

"Catch it with both hands! I bet big and you bet small! Someone can always win!"

It didn't take long for Zhang San and Li Si to leave the gambling stall in a daze, and returned to the shop with their heads down, and Chao Xiaoshu was washing the chess pieces with clean water.

"Bet on both sides and you will definitely lose, and the person who does this is really stupid. ”

He smiled at Xiaoshu and said, but his eyes did not fall on Zhang San and Li Si, but over their shoulders and landed at the butcher shop on the other side of the street.

Zhang San and Li Si's expressions were very calm, no longer scolding and scolding before, and they didn't seem to feel sorry for the broken silver they lost in the gambling stall at all.

If you want to go to the gambling stall, you must pass by the butcher shop, and you can hear the people in the butcher shop talking, yes, the people in the shop must know......

But Zhang Nianzu is just Zhang San, Li Guangdi is just Li Si, they are just real ordinary people, just like their names, who cares?

"I'm going to write a letter. "Walk towards the tree and into the backyard.

In the butcher's shop, in the clear water and the faint smell of blood, the butcher and the drunkard sat speechless, and the words that should have been said had been said, but the feelings could not be recovered for a while.

Suddenly, the butcher's eyebrows raised, and the knife in his belt roared through the air, and was held in his hand, and he was blocked in front of his face.

His body reacted more quickly, and he was already crouching behind the board, his expression extremely solemn, reflected on the shiny knife surface.

He felt the extreme danger, and he had felt that danger during the Momoyama Light Festival a few years ago, and now the danger has come again.

The drunkard got up, and his robes hunted like they seemed to disappear into the wind in the next moment.

They all sensed the threat from Chang'an City, and the direction of the iron arrow was moving slowly in the human world, following the man's line of sight.

Who is Ning Que going to shoot?

The city of Yangzhou was full of blood and corpses, the blood had coagulated and turned black, and the corpses were covered with snow, but they would not rot for a while. There is also blood everywhere in the Fuchun River outside the city, and dead people are floating on the originally clear river, and the picture is very shocking.

A shrine is on the riverside, facing the direction of Qingxia.

Yokogi sat cross-legged on his chariot, his immature face without any expression, but everyone could see his pride in the slightly raised corners of his lips and bright eyes.

These days, he led the cathar cavalry of the Xiling Temple to kill people in Qinghe County, the beautiful and elegant small bridge and flowing water have been stained red with blood, the green trees in the fields are aging rapidly, the magpies are difficult to see, and the branches are full of crows.

He was proud of his deeds, his own strength, he looked at the Qingxia looming in the distance, stretched out his hands to meet the sky, and pointed out.

When Jun Mo shocked the world with one enemy and ten thousand enemies in that place, he was just an inconspicuous woodcutter in the Heavenly Oracle Courtyard, he regretted that he didn't catch up with that big battle, and even more regretted that Jun Mo had broken his arm, so what would it be like to win the battle now.

Thinking like this, regret gradually turned into arrogance, and all feelings in the body of Hengmu Liren would eventually become proud, as if it was the imprint left by Haotian on him.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, a wind rose from the Fuchun River, sweeping with a faint smell of blood, and swept off the countless heavy veils in front of the god.

Layer after layer of yarn, countless layers of yarn fell quickly one after another, covering his figure in the deepest depths, and the subordinates on the side of the chariot and the devout believers in the fields could no longer see his face, and could not share his glory and pride.

Yokoki Liren didn't like this, but he had to do this, and even he had to guard his mind and restrain his breath, so that the Dao heart was as quiet as a real dry well.

Because if he insists on his arrogance any longer, he is very worried that he will be seen by that person, and even if that person can't see it, he is also worried that he will attract the attention of the other person, so he must find a way to let that person see it, so he must keep a low profile and a low profile.

Is that humility? No, humility is an active virtue, and he's passively low-key, so it's a humiliation, a complete humiliation.

In the depths of countless heavy veils, Yokoki Lito lowered his head, his immature face was covered with flushes caused by anger, his lips moved, and he muttered with indescribable hatred: "You have the ability to come out, you have the ability to come out, you have the ability to come out, you have the ability to come out......"

After leaving the capital of the Song Kingdom, Longqing took his subordinates and more than 2,000 Xiling Temple apologetic cavalry to the north, returned to his hometown of Chengjing, and joined the apologetic cavalry that had been stationed here all these years.

The state affairs are handled by Emperor Yan - he trusts his brother's ability very much, and he has no spirit to care about those small things, his eyes are always on the north, on the eastern wilderness where he has re-emerged, and on the peerless powerhouse who is like a ghost.

Yu Curtain's cleaning of the Eastern Wilderness has come to an end, and the Xiling Temple has made many attempts in the past few years, trying to stop it, but there is no way, but it has damaged more masters, so in the end, he only covered his good eyes as if he didn't see anything. But he can't pretend not to see it, not because the Eastern Wilderness is the place where he re-rises and has feelings, but because the south of the Eastern Wilderness is the Yan Kingdom, and the desolate tribe is going south again, and the Yan Country is the first to bear the brunt, and the danger of destroying the country is imminent.

Suddenly, Long Qing withdrew his gaze towards the grassland and looked in the direction of Chang'an City, just a moment ago, he felt a wave similar to divine consciousness passing by in Chengjing City.

Divine consciousness is in mental power, no one in the cultivation world can have such a powerful mental power, even if Liu Bai, who was once the strongest in the world, his mental power is like a surging Yellow River, but it is impossible to sweep the entire world, so who is that divine sense? Long Qing knew that it was Ning Que.

When he accepted Sangsang's divine radiance, or at this time he had the entire Chang'an City as the source, only Ning Que could perceive an ocean, and his divine consciousness could sweep the entire world.

Long Qing was silent, but he was not as wolf as the butcher, he didn't seem to care, and he was not ready to escape with no distance like a drunkard, because he would not be without distance, and because he was not ready to leave.

The cultivation world was shot by Ning Que with Yuan Thirteen arrows, and there were only three people who survived: the first lecture of the Hanging Temple, Ye Hongyu and him.

And among them, only he has truly experienced the horror of that iron arrow, the hole in his chest and abdomen, which is still telling the story of the year to this day, he is too familiar with that iron arrow, and knows a lot of things about it - even if the apocalypse, even with the help of Chang'an City, Ning Que can see all over the world, but if he wants to accurately aim at a certain place in the world, he still needs someone to help him locate it, in other words, someone needs to force his target to the highest level.

These were all calculated by Long Qing, so he was not worried, because Mr. Big should have been far away from the world, but he was still silent, after all, it was the Yuan Thirteen Arrows.

If a gentleman has nothing to fight, he will also shoot. The academy is very particular about the word shooting, and when Ning Que was about to shoot, the whole world was quiet.

No matter how powerful a cultivator is, no matter how confident and narcissistic a strong person is, he doesn't want to be his target. That iron arrow may not be enough to shoot a person like the butcher, but no one dares to take the risk - that year, at the Bright Festival, the strong man in Qinghe County who knew his fate realm died, and the old lady Cui who was surnamed in the clouds also died.

They were killed by an arrow.

Ning Que looked at the world, his gaze moved among the vast wilderness mountains and rivers, and the iron arrow also moved, and finally landed in the depths of the western wasteland.

There was nothing there, there was no fighting, he couldn't perceive any special points of light in his sea of consciousness, it was too far away, as if it was about to reach the end of the world, and even after his divine sense went there, it became extremely faint and difficult to tell.

But he still quietly aimed there, because he had to do something, and when the Spectator disappeared into the wind and snow, when he left Chang'an City, those things should be done.

As Long Qing calculated, his iron arrow needed the cooperation of the senior brother, in front of the palace of Linkang City, he and the senior brother were ready to use this method to kill the drunkard, although the failure, it also brought a great threat to the drunkard, causing violent turmoil afterwards, until Ye Su died in the small courtyard on the shore of the East China Sea.

The Yuan Thirteen Arrows in the most powerful state can threaten all the strong people, but that requires the entire Chang'an City to provide him with power, and it also needs to cooperate, but many people have forgotten that when Ning Que used an iron arrow to kill people for a thousand miles for the first time, it was not the senior brother who cooperated with him.

In the garden on the bank of the Fuchun River that day, the old lady Cui, who took a step forward and was shocked when he reported his name, did not hesitate to release the people of all realms...... It's Jun Mo.

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The wind and snow in the wasteland stopped for a few days, and suddenly it fell again, and it grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became violent. The court of the Golden Horde braved the wind and snow to move the tribe south—every adult male of the steppe tribe was the best cavalry, and the current Zhenbei army was resisting hundreds of thousands of elites.

In the western grasslands, the wind and snow were equally violent, and the cavalry who had not fought for many years because they were far away from the Central Plains did not go south to the moon wheel, nor did they venture east to return to the terrible mud pond, but towards the farther west, the bitter cold climate, the difficult supply of grain and grass, did not make people's footsteps hesitate, because the place they were going to was called the Hanging Temple. (To be continued.)