Mu Jiaoman sat on the empty cart, the roads in Shanyue were bumpy, the shaking and shaking made him irritable, and the scene on the white jade platform was always repeated over and over again in front of him.

Lifting the curtain, Mu Jiaoman looked at the scorching sun in the sky, looked at the dry and cracked earth as far as he could see, and shouted in his throat:

"How long has it been since it rained!"

"Back to Dashuai, it hasn't rained a drop of rain for four months!"

Mu Jiaoman thought about it, beckoned to the subordinates below, and said in a loud voice:

"Withdraw the eastern line of defense, and drive the displaced people to the east, and let them go to plague the living."

The subordinates below hesitated for a moment, and then replied:

"As soon as the defense line in the east is withdrawn, if you let Li Xiangping run......

"The bird is dead!"

Mu Jiao roared, anger rose from his heart, and he jumped up from the car suddenly, grabbed the man's neck, and shouted loudly:

"How many times have I said it, the bird is dead! He's dead! He's dead! He's dead! ”

Yan Yan's eyes were red with anger, and he was about to punch out, but he saw that the people around him knelt down like wheat straw blown by the wind, and shouted in unison:

"Meet the King!"

Mu Jiaoman trembled, slowly raised his head, saw the air in the air, looked at his Jia Nixi coldly, waved his hand and threw the man, and knelt down in a hurry, his forehead was tightly pressed against the ground, and his lips were white.

"King!"

Jia Nixi walked up to him step by step, looked at him quietly, suddenly raised his leg and kicked him, and said angrily:

"Rubbish!"

Mu Jiao flew out like a ball, crashed several carts, and the rice and grain flowed all over the ground, and the people on the left and right swallowed slightly.

After rolling a few times, Mu Jiaoman hurriedly crawled back to Jia Nixi and slapped his face.

Jia Nixi looked down for a while, and said with an angry smile:

"It's just a fetal breath, and you can't even touch people's tails, and you have to ask the witch to curse and kill, you are really a waste, Mu Jiaoman."

Mu Jiao slapped himself numbly, and listened to the upper head of the mud and whispered:

"You don't have to participate in the big sacrifice in a few days, so you can reflect on it in the camp."

Mu Jiaoman raised his head suddenly, and his mind exploded like thunder, as if he had caught something in an instant.

Just as he was about to speak, he was one step ahead of him, and a punch hit him in the abdomen interrupted his words, knocking him unconscious.

"Drag it off."

Jia Nixi let out a low cry, saw Mu Jiaoman being dragged out of the barracks, turned his head to look at the towering Wushan, and muttered in an imperceptible voice:

"Live."

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After a circle in the mountains and forests, until the morning light appeared in the sky, Li Tongya flew up from a messy and empty cottage, and muttered to himself:

"The smoke in the east has been cut off, and Shanyue's army has withdrawn, how could Mu Jiaoman let Xiang Ping return to the east so easily......"

When I rode the wind to the west, I saw a red ground under my feet, and when I counted the days, it had not rained for half a year.

"No wonder there are so many people displaced from the mountains."

Li Tongya frowned and estimated the situation in Shanyue, judging the possibility of the displaced people crossing the border.

"My Li family has been rich in the past few years, and it is not a problem to carry thousands of displaced people, but it can still increase the population, but I am afraid that if the drought continues on this day, the Meiqi River will dry up, and I will no longer be able to grow food."

"The Ji family's letter once said about the sacrifice, and I don't have much time to jump around when I think of it......

As Li Tongya continued to penetrate deeper into the territory of Shanyue, more and more cracked land and dead trees that had been stripped of their bark appeared in the field of vision, and the Great Court had slowly emerged from a distance.

The only castle in Sanyue is full of traces of time, and the weather-eroded walls are pitted on the outside and rotten on the inside.

A high altar has been erected on the side of the Great Garden, made of mud and wood, and nine times out of ten has been completed, and it is said that Jia Nixi will pay tribute to the heavens on it, and the great cause will be unified.

The craftsmen on the altar, though their faces were withered and sweaty, looked hopeful and reverent, and everyone was expecting that Gamud Xi would bring them an end to chaos and a stable life.

"You can't go any further."

Li Tongya stopped silently, this time he searched for nothing like every time before, turned his head and retreated, and headed in the direction of Mochizuki Lake.

Mochizuki Lake has retreated hundreds of miles, the dry and cracked riverbed is full of dead fish and rotten shrimp, smoked so that people can't open their eyes, there are jackals and vultures foraging everywhere, looking like a happy land of birds and beasts, Li Tongya turned around on Mochizuki Lake and returned to Lijing Mountain.

Before landing on the mountain, Li Tongya saw a fat black pig corpse lying in the courtyard, full of long hair licking bright and beautiful, two fangs as long as an adult's arm, white as jade.

Li Xuanling and Li Xuanxuan on the side were hurriedly inserting the spirit sealing technique into the joints and acupoints of the black pig corpse, while Li Xuanfeng was rubbing his bow on the big bluestone.

"Middle Father!"

Seeing Li Tongya slowly falling, Li Xuanfeng smiled while sitting on the big bluestone, holding a bow in his left hand and a hemp bag in his right hand, jumped down the stone, raised his head and laughed loudly:

"This mountain pig demon is so big, and the fetal breath is at the peak of cultivation, which is enough to add a meal to everyone!"

Li Tongya smiled lightly, swept his spiritual sense, and saw that a long arrow with jet black light was buried in the monster's brain, and in addition to this, the skin and flesh were intact, and there was no wound, so he said in some surprise:

"An arrow?"

"One arrow!"

Li Xuanfeng raised his head proudly, the pitch-black longbow in his hand hung behind him as soon as he threw it, bent down and reached into the hollow eye socket of the pig demon, took out the long arrow, shook the red and white thing in his hand carelessly, and replied:

"I chased this pig demon all night, and in the early morning, while the pig demon was eating wood and bamboo, an arrow shattered its eyes, and it was killed when it penetrated into the brain."

"Not bad."

Li Tongya praised it, but still opened his mouth to persuade:

"Don't look at this mountain pig demon who only eats you with an arrow and dies, if you let this monster get close, but a blow to you will pierce your intestines and rotten belly, and there is no place to die, you still have to be cautious and find some demons with low cultivation to kill."

"Oh"

Li Xuanfeng replied in a low voice, and replied with some disbelief:

"This monster can't even stick to the corners of my clothes!"

Li Tongya smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and explained:

"I know that your bow skills are excellent, and your father's talent in kendo can be compared to yours in the family, but I just want you to remember the weakness of the human body."

Seeing that he looked serious, Li Tongya said in a deep voice:

"Although the strength of the fetal breath is as strong as an ox, it is not a problem to open the stele and crack the stone eaves and walk the wall, but it is much weaker than the monster, and my uncle has also fought many battles with the enemies in the qi training period, do you know why the defeated people are often seriously injured?"

"Enemy spells?"

Li Xuanfeng was curious when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

"Definitely."

Li Tongya shook his head and said solemnly:

"It's a fall."

"Those who practice qi walk in the air, and those who are not strong-minded are wounded by the enemy, and they are in pain and frightened, and they often can't hold the law and suddenly fall to the ground, not to mention the broken tendons and bones, how can they still have the strength to fight with the enemy?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Xuanxuan and Xuanling were all thoughtful, and Li Xuanfeng also nodded suddenly, and said with a smile:

"Father, it's good to have you at home."

"You kid."

Li Tongya suddenly shook his head with a smile, and saw Li Xuanfeng pick up the sack in his right hand, and said with a smile:

"Look, middle father!"

After that, he untied the rope and poured out three little mountain boars that were screaming, Li Xuanfeng held the neck of the mountain boar, grabbed one with one hand, and explained:

"I found three wild boars in that beast's den, maybe I raised them at home?"

"There are a lot of spiritual rice bran and leaves left, and there are some leftovers after killing the demon beast, which can be raised, but the mountain boar eats a lot, and it is enough to raise one."

Li Tongya nodded, and saw Li Xuanfeng smile and said:

"That's easy!"

Hearing only a click, Li Xuanfeng exerted force with both hands, and the two little boars in his hands cried out for their lives, and only one of the remaining sacks was still eager to try, trying to escape.

"This pig demon cub is really an enemy of ordinary people, so look for a disciple with a foreign surname who has cultivated to watch."

Speaking of this, Li Tongya turned his head to look at Li Xuanxuan, who was casting a spell on the corpse with the spirit sealing technique, and said in a deep voice:

"Xuan'er, what happened to the family names and branch monks?"

"Huh."

Li Xuanxuan hurriedly raised his head and replied respectfully:

"Except for Chen Donghe and Li Qiuyang, there are a total of three monks with foreign surnames and branches in the family over the years, one of whom is surnamed Ye, the child has been dealt with, and now it has been changed back to the side branch of the Li family, and the monks with foreign surnames have also entered the Li family and married into the Li family."

"Not bad."

Li Tongya nodded approvingly and asked:

"How's the cultivation going?"

"Not satisfactory!"

Li Xuanxuan shook his head and explained:

"The fetal breath breath method of the family branch is all used by Si Yuanbai's predecessors back then, and the cultivation is the same as that of my family."

Li Xuanxuan opened his mouth to say "Taiyin Tuna Yanglun Sutra", but was blocked by the Xuanzhu Fu in the Qi Sea Cave, interrupted the words, and even alarmed Lu Jiangxian, who was concentrating on research, and knew the reason with a sweep of his senses, Li Xuanxuan opened his mouth for a while, knowing that he was speechless, and changed his words:

"The cultivation speed is very different from my family's Fa, and now the highest is the second-layer Chengming Wheel, and I just plant spiritual rice on weekdays and feed Wu Tussah insects."

Li Tongya nodded after hearing this, and thought to himself:

"This fetal breath exercise also needs to see if it can be replaced with a good one, there are only six Xuanzhu runes, and sooner or later the children of the great sect will not be enough, so don't use this big road when the time comes."

Li Xuanxuan and Li Xuanling dealt with the whole mountain boar demon and dragged it down, and Li Xie Wen came up to report, saying that the Liu family came to report the funeral, and the uncle Liu Linfeng had gone tonight.

"Alas"

A few generations in the family are still ignorant, but Li Tongya is suffocated.

Counting the days, he is also forty years old, Liu Linfeng is twenty-five years older than himself, and he has lived to sixty-five, which can be regarded as a long life in the village.

"Don't inform your mother."

Liu's health has been poor in recent years, and after Li Mutian left, he seemed to have lost his soul, always losing his mind, and sometimes he didn't know where he went, Li Tongya was afraid of hurting the old man.

"I'll go down the mountain and take a look."

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Chen Donghe walked all the way along the trajectory drawn by Li Xiangping, and he never saw any large number of Shanyue soldiers and horses, and even the soldiers stationed there withdrew.

Along the way, there were no water sources on the cracked earth, only small pools of water left on the dry riverbed.

The group walked dejectedly, and the whole team could only hear the sound of sobbing.

Only more than 200 of the 1,000 people who went out that year returned, and although they inflicted ten times the enemy's casualties and a hundred times the turmoil, the people who returned were still wounded everywhere and their faces full of sorrow.

Chen Donghe glanced at Li Yesheng, who was curled up on the stretcher beside him, he was beaten to the waist and had been in a coma for three days, and finally saw him open his eyes slightly, and asked Chen Donghe in a low voice:

"What about the head of the house?"

"Up ahead."

Chen Donghe squeezed out a smile, and when he saw Li Yesheng smiling and closing his eyes, his heart ached slightly, but he found that a tear hung from the corner of Li Yesheng's eyes, and he choked up:

"Uncle Ye Sheng, I know I can't hide it from you."

Li Yesheng closed his eyes tightly and said warmly:

"How did you die?"

"Witchcraft Curse."

Chen Donghe replied with tears in his eyes, Li Yesheng sighed from the depths of his throat, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes again.

Li Yesheng not only wept for such a powerful person as Li Xiangping ended up so hastily, but also mourned for his power and status that had completely ended, as for his relationship with Li Xiangping, Li Yesheng's heart was as complicated as a bowl of pimple soup that had been boiled all over the ground.

"Brother Xiang Ping, you and I are actually a kind of person."

Li Yesheng is more familiar with Li Xiangping than Li Xiangping.

He knew that when he was fifteen years old, the bluestone was the blood of his brother Li Yesheng, and he also knew what the guilt in Li Xiangping's eyes was going on that year.

In fact, twelve-year-old Li Yesheng was always beaten and molested by his brother, he gritted his teeth and counted, there are three knives in Lijing Village, one large and two small, if you want to get rid of your brother Li Yesheng, you must let them conflict.

So Li Yesheng could always hear all kinds of rumors about Li Mutian's family in his ears, Li Yesheng walked on thin ice, carefully pushed for three years, and finally killed him.

Li Yesheng thought that it would be Li Mutian who made the move, but he didn't expect that he borrowed Li Xiangping's knife, and Li Yesheng made him a lackey for a lifetime, but he didn't expect Li Xiangping to die in front of him, which made him miserable.

"Brother Xiang Ping, in the next life, we want to be your own brothers, like Brother Tongya, like Brother Changhu."

Li Yesheng muttered, raised his hand with difficulty, and hooked out a bottle of medicine from his waist.

This is the medicine he prepared to prevent him from falling into the hands of Shan Yue and being tortured, and he doesn't know what it tastes like.

"Surviving is just a matter of survival, Xie Wen is now grown up, and he has a deep relationship with Xuan Xuan, and the arrangement for his parents is enough."

Li Yesheng raised his hand with difficulty, feeling the clear liquid slowly flowing into his mouth, his mouth suddenly numb, and he slowly twisted, and his white hair was scattered on the stretcher.

"Damn, it's bitter."

He thought indignantly at the end of his life.

(End of chapter)