The streets and alleys around the square of the capital of the Song Kingdom were dead silent, and occasionally a few heavy gasps could be heard, which were not the gasps of humans, but the snorts of war horses.

The voice of someone preaching came from a distance, because of the distance, it seemed a little erratic, as if it came from the heavens, and the full meaning could not be heard, but only vaguely could catch the strange words such as woman, stone, sin, cooking cake, salt, and soon it was dispersed by the snort of the war horse, and melted into the cold winter air, and no trace could be found.

Is there really no trace? Naturally not, when the sound enters people's ears, it will leave traces on the heart, and the priests and deacons of the Xiling Temple hidden in the streets and alleys around the square, as well as those Song cavalry who are clinging to sharp weapons, have a somewhat strange expression on their faces.

The sound of breathing gradually intensified, and hundreds of warhorses on standby, from thousands of priests, deacons and soldiers ready to attack at any time, gradually converged into thunder in the quiet streets and alleys.

In the plan of the Xiling Temple, later these heavily armed people will rush out of the streets and alleys, rush to the quiet square, kill the thieves with the weapons in their hands, chop the preacher to pieces, and set off the first big ** of the collapse of Protestantism.

It's just that ・・・・・・ those pale-faced priests, those indifferent deacons, and those pale-faced Song cavalrymen actually don't understand why there are so many once devout Haotian believers who are willing to continue to listen to the blasphemer's preaching. Why shouldn't the Protestant believers kneel when they were standing or sitting while listening to that man's preaching?

Why?

The order to do so finally came from the temple, and with the sound of the heavy city gate closing, the capital of the Song Kingdom became a dead city, and no one could leave, and those who dared to ignore the temple's ban and convert or support even if they were only sympathetic to Protestantism would be arrested, and as for those Protestant propagators, those blasphemers would naturally be killed immediately.

The wind blowing from the coastline is getting colder, and the snow on the streets is no longer melting, but gradually accumulating, and with the sound of neat and terrifying footsteps, the city gradually turns a clean and solemn white, and everyone knows that the snow will be red with blood later.

The iron spear slammed into the armor, the horses breathed rapidly, the knight's indifferent eyes, the clear smell of metal in the air gradually turned into the smell of blood, and countless cries of shock and fear resounded around the square, and the people knew that the temple would not allow Protestantism to spread like this, but they still did not expect that this battle of faith would seem so iron-blooded from the beginning.

The believers who sympathized with Protestantism were forcibly driven to a corner by the deacons of the Xiling Temple with cavalry, the sound of hooves was like a shower, the sound of iron rods hitting flesh and blood could be heard everywhere, the sound of the people's screams could be heard everywhere, and naturally the most was crying.

Cries of fear and despair.

Blood was thrown through the crowd, cold shouts kept ringing, the light of iron spears and blades kept ringing, and then there was even brighter light—it was sword light.

In the crowd, more than twenty disciples of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion drew their swords at the same time, inheriting the swords inherited from Liu Bai and Liu Yiqing, and slashing through the anger that had descended on the world with indomitable momentum.

The anger of the temple subsided slightly, but as the cavalry continued to pour in, and more Dao powerhouses joined the battle, the scene became more and more chaotic.

The three temple cavalry commanders, leading their subordinates, broke through the interception of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and rushed towards the depths of the square, their eyes were not those Protestants crying and fleeing everywhere, only the calm man on the platform, as long as they could kill the blasphemer, who of these Protestants would continue to believe in those ridiculous and evil theories?

Looking at the bleeding people in the field, looking at the mother who was crying with her child, and looking at the old man with white hair and face full of fear, Ye Su's eyes showed a deep sorrow, but it was very strange that he also felt pity and sorrow when he looked at the temple cavalry who were killing him.

Chen Pipi walked to the stage, preparing to leave here with his senior brother, and in the escape journey after leaving the Southern Jin Dynasty, they had experienced such things many times.

"Today, it really seems like it's the last day.

Ye Su reached out and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him not to pack his luggage in a hurry, then looked up at the sky where snowflakes kept falling, and said, "It's just, why did the teacher do this?"

During the escape journey, the heart of the young man who once did not know sorrow gradually disappeared with the flesh on his body, and Chen Pipi said: "If it is not the end, it is not the last." ”

His expression is so strict, his eyebrows are full of exhaustion, but the depths of exhaustion are unhesitating firmness, only this sentence shows that he is still the original Chen Pipi, he believes in the right, and is willing to work hard for it, the most important and most admirable partner like Ning Que is that in the face of no matter how desperate the situation is, he is still optimistic.

"It's different. ”

Ye Su no longer looked at the sky, looked at the more and more cavalry around the square, as well as those Daomen powerhouses with strong realms, and said calmly: "Today's formation is too big. ”

"These people alone can't stop us from leaving. ”

Chen Pipi walked up to him, looked at the cavalry commanders who were getting closer and closer, as well as the temple cavalry with murderous intent, and said, "They are going to die soon. ”

A few years ago, he was seriously injured, and the snow mountain qi sea was locked up by Sangsang, and he was already a wasted person, and he was no match for any temple powerhouse in today's field.

But he said it calmly and as a matter of course.

Of course, it is a matter of course for the college.

However, as soon as he said this, his expression changed slightly, for he saw that the crowd was gradually dividing, and a young girl was slowly walking towards the wooden platform—Xiaoyu, a girl from the South China Sea, his former fiancée.

The once proud and powerful girl of the South China Sea is still strong now, but pride has completely sunk into her bones, she is wearing a divine robe, and her breath is calm and cold.

She is a powerhouse in the realm of knowing her fate, those Sword Pavilion disciples can't stop her steps at all, no matter how hard the sword is, when it encounters her hands, it will turn into scrap iron.

Walking twenty zhang away, the Nanhai Maiden stopped and quietly watched as the three Temple cavalry commanders rushed forward with the unstoppable Temple cavalry.

She looked at Ye Su, her eyes were complicated, some admiration, some fear, some disgust, some contempt, she knew that one of the most outstanding traitors in the history of the Dao Sect was about to die.

She looked at Chen Pipi, her eyes were very complicated, but she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

A cavalry commander came to the front of the stage, and the blade broke through the air and fell, and the runes on the blade suddenly brightened, and the endless heaven and earth vitality slashed down.

If it was still back then, those two men could easily take this knife, and they would probably even ignore this knife, Ye Su and Chen Pipi were the most resounding names of the Dao Sect in the past twenty years, whether it was Ye Hongyu or Long Qing, they were not qualified to compare with them.

These two men are true geniuses, and now they have betrayed the Dao Sect, or for some reason, Haotian has taken away all their cultivation.

That's what the cavalry commander thought, he has the cultivation of the Cave Xuan Upper Realm, and the help of the sword on the talisman is obtained, this knife already has the power of the Knowing Destiny Realm, how can you not kill two wasted people?

At that moment, an iron rod flew from the sky, like a small mountain.

The cavalry commander's sword slammed into the hill, and the horse could not stop, so his body slammed into the hill as well.

The mountain was made of iron, and it couldn't be hit, and anyone who tried to hit it would turn to powder, the cavalry commander's sword turned to powder, his men turned to powder, and the horses under his seat also turned to powder, and the metallic powder and blood-red flesh powder spread out in the square with a thud, and began to emit an eerie sheen.

The noisy and chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent at this moment, those temple cavalry who were charging towards the platform, desperately pulling the reins, and those deacons who were fighting, stopped their movements in amazement and looked at the place where the sound began.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared and the snow returned, no matter what kind of powder it was, it fell to the ground and mixed with the snow, and you couldn't see the beginning, and your vision became clear, and a petite figure appeared.

The animal skin trembled slightly in the cold wind, like a few thin strands of hair on her cheeks, and she pulled out the iron rod from the ground and looked at the South Sea girl in front of her.

"Tang Xiaotang!"

Xiao Yu looked at the figure and said, there seemed to be a flame burning in the netherworld between her lips and teeth, and then she looked at Chen Pipi, her eyes were deep, full of sadness and anger.

Tang Xiaotang looked at her and said very seriously: "If you dare to look at him like this again, then I will definitely gouge out your eyes." ”

Xiao Yu's voice was extremely cold: "Why?"

Tang Xiaotang said: "I said a few years ago in Taoshan that he is my man. ”

She said it as a matter of course, just as Chen Pipi had taken it for granted.

Of course, this is still a matter of course for the academy.

Although he was born in the Dao Sect and had the most noble and genius bloodline, and although she was born in the Demon Sect and had the most evil and domineering bloodline, after all, he and she were both members of the Academy.

There was a dead silence in the square, save only the groans of the wounded and the cries of their companions.

Looking at Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang standing together, the girl from the South China Sea gradually calmed down, with a faint look of self-deprecation in her eyes.

"Where is the reason for dying together? The Lord is still waiting for you on Peach Mountain. ”

She asked Chen Pipi.

Chen Pipi explained very seriously: "Ning Que once said that as soon as Jin Feng and Yulu meet, they will win countless in the world, I am Jin Feng, and she is Yulu." ”

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, and said a little sadly: "It's really a good poem." ”

Chen Pipi looked at her and smiled and said, "Actually...... Ning Que's next statement is more in line with my pursuit, he said that what he wants is to last a long time, and it will last forever. ”

"So?"

"So today can't be our last day. ”

"You should be clear about whose will it is. ”

"My father? I don't think his will will be carried out. ”

"This is Haotian's world, and the Lord executes Haotian's will, and no one can change it. ”

"I am his son, and my senior brother is his disciple, and we may not really have the ability to change him...... But I think there is someone in this world who can stop him. ”

"Who?"

"Ning Que. ”

Chen Pipi said very seriously: "That guy, even Haotian is not his opponent, how can you say my father may be his opponent?"

"Ning Que is far away in Chang'an, he doesn't dare to go out of the city, so he can't change what happened here today. ”

Xiao Yu looked at him quietly, then raised her right hand, and the wide sleeves of the robe slowly drooped, revealing her smooth and white arms, which were a little good-looking.

Tang Xiaotang looked at Chen Pipi and said, "Don't look at it." ”

Chen Pipi stared at her round eyes and said, "I'm just a little shocked, haven't the people in her family always been quite dark, why have they become so white now?"

Jokes should not be told on occasions where jokes should be told, and that's because of nervousness.

Xiao Yu raised his right arm, and the cavalry of the Xiling Temple prepared to attack again.

Chen Pipi said that he believed that Ning Que could change this qiē, but he didn't really believe it, but he was just habitually bragging and saving face for his friends.

He looked at Ye Su and confirmed a fact.

"Senior brother, it seems that you have really attained enlightenment. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you can see the future. ”

"Huh?"

"You just said ...... It's the last day. ”

Ye Su smiled and said, "This is my last day. ”

Chen Pipi said: "That must be mine." ”

Just looking at the situation in the field, Tang Xiaotang would not be afraid of the girl Xiaoyu, the sword light of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion was still terrifying, and it should be able to protect them from evacuating.

But the two brothers knew that it was really the last.

Because this time it is the will of the Lord.

That man is his most respected teacher, his father, they know very well how powerful that man is, how terrifying, even if the other party is like their two brothers, now they are also a waste person with a sea of destruction in the snowy mountains, but in a moment, they can also subvert the world.

In addition to facing the master, the Lord will never make a mistake, these are definitely not the only ones who appear in the Song Kingdom today, there must be people who are ready to do the final harvest.

The atmosphere was depressing at first, and then with the silence of Chen Pipi and the moans of the wounded, it gradually became eerie and terrifying, and the snow fell a little.

"We ourselves are the way, the truth, and the life. ”

Ye Su looked at the believers in the audience who looked distressed and painful, and said slowly: "Follow yourself and you will definitely get out of the dark valley and get the greatest joy." ”

With these words, the snow fell suddenly, but the snow clouds over the capital of the Song Kingdom cracked a gap, and the sky light sprinkled down, which happened to fall on him, plating a layer of gold for him.

The Protestant believers in the audience were shocked and speechless when they saw this scene, and then they fell to their knees.

"The Way, the Truth, and the Life?"

Separated by several inconspicuous buildings, there is a small courtyard, and Prince Longqing stands in the courtyard, holding his hands, listening to the sound coming from outside the wall, thoughtfully.

On the ground behind him were dozens of stacks of dry firewood, which were so dry and holy that not a single piece of snow dared to fall on them.

The flames from these stacks should be very high.

(I was surprised to see if it was written.) ）