The clouds are flowing month by month, the stars are silent, and two or three broken leaves drift into the ashes, not waiting to return to the roots, they are swept up by an inexplicable wind, and they are gradually drifting away.

"Disaster in the world, red lotus karma, disease!"

The old minister led the spiritual edict under the ruins, hoarse, the red gourd jumped up in anger, rotated and tilted, and poured out a sea of fire, purple and red, the flame light jumped, like a thousand lotus blooming, the burning snake demon retreated again and again, constantly changing its shape, cutting the skin and flesh with spiritual power as a knife, and was afraid of the karmic fire, so he chose to break his tail to survive.

"Wind, mist, phantom miasma, disease!"

Feng Ling took advantage of the situation to throw out three talismans, raised the mist to cover his whereabouts, turned around and rushed towards the ruins, swept out Situ Tan with spiritual power, and escaped by seizing the road.

The flames pressed over the moonlight, a large area of Qiongxiao was rendered as a dazzling red, the red gourd slowly swirled under the starry sky, and with the movement of the snake demon, the fireworks were like naughty children who had lost the restraint of their parents, unscrupulously climbing the courtyard wall, jumping onto the eaves, and wrestling with several people in the ancient wood.

Situ Tan weakly opened his dim old eyes, looking at the courtyard that was gradually burned by the flames, and dimly heard his mother's sonorous harp when his father went out to fight, and in a trance he saw the festive lights and his wife in the wedding dress......

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

From the joy of the child's babbling and calling his father and mother to the sorrow of the horse leather shroud on the battlefield, from the Zhao family to the Situ family, from the major general who danced the sword and played the sword to the old man who listened to the soldiers, this small courtyard carried too many memories, and for Situ Tan, it was far more expensive than the palace compound.

"Calm down, live, ...... for revenge"

Feng Ling squinted her beautiful eyes, shook the fire wings lightly, and gently muttered the reasons that made Situ Tan strong, her hands were held very tightly, and her eyes were full of murderous and murderous opportunities.

This is the only thought left by the Zhao family to Qi Guo, how dare it put this into flames?

That big worm deserves to die, and the demon clan deserves to die!

"Cirrus clouds, thunder purgatory!"

Before the storm subsided, the edict fell, and two runic lights rose into the air, one rolled up endless flowing clouds, and the other turned into nine thunderbolts, raging in the sky, turning into infinite purgatory, blocking heaven and earth.

Situ Tan had red eyes, staring at the snake demon who had shed a new skin, breaking free from Feng Ling's palm, dancing wildly with the sleeves of his robe, the sound of war drums in his ears, and the determination between his eyebrows and eyes, this is the final battlefield and his final destination.

"Your Majesty, I'll stop him, you go first, the prince is controlled by gangsters, whether you die or are caught, we will no longer have a chance to turn defeat into victory, I Daqi can bow my head in front of the underworld, but I must not become the next traitor to seek glory!"

Feng Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, and just wanted to open her mouth to refuse to hear the veteran's whispers again, her voice was sonorous, full of the pride of stepping on the rivers and mountains and the determination of a husband.

"Your Majesty, please believe the old minister, even if he is one level higher than me, even if he holds the Heavenly Spirit Flower Girl, even if he is young and strong, it is impossible for him to get out of this place before sunrise!"

Feng Ling grabbed the sleeve of the old man's robe, shook her head willfully, wiped her tears lightly, looked fixedly, just in time to meet the pair of clear eyes full of hope and firmness, she couldn't help but let go of her hand, and said "cherish", and went away with tears, which was difficult to calm down.

The door is full of loyalty, and there is no one under the knees.

The men have lost all the women's armor, but there is a Zhao family, and the plains are not dangerous and difficult, this is the Zhao family.

Ten generations, born in the imperial capital and buried in Qingshan, looking at the rivers and mountains, loyal everywhere, this is the Zhao family!

The wind swept the remnants of the leaves, two or three crystals of tears fell into the void, the ink clouds covered the bright night, several electric lights tore through the sky, and the low roar overpowered the rolling thunder, and then the thousands of murderous aura of Yayoi scattered the flowing clouds, revealing the cold moonlight.

"After that, anyone who dares to enter the Qi realm will be killed!"

Hearing the sound, Situ Tan hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled at the monarch's childishness, watched the dazzling phoenix fire gradually drift away, resolutely bit the index fingers of both hands, and drew two hideous patterns on his face, with words in his mouth, white hair scattered, pale arrogance surged, Futai's figure became tall and burly, white clothes shattered, every muscle was as solid as dark iron, containing the terrifying power of opening mountains and barricades, and blooming murderous rage.

"Shura Wuhua, the Zhao family is fond of martial arts, warlike as life, and sees death as home, why are you a literary minister?"

"Because the people need to be calm, because the Qi country needs me to be a literary minister!"

Situ Tan's response was categorical, he flicked his right hand, flashed in front of the snake demon, and blasted out with a punch, annihilating the clouds for half a day.

The snake demon showed its original form, swung its body and swung its tail, like a thick snake tail at the corner of the mountain, but it was no match for Situ Tan's punch, the flesh and blood were broken, and the scale armor was like rain falling, sprinkled with water.

"I'm sorry, I can't control my strength, sacrifice for the country, die on the battlefield, I have waited for this day for a hundred years!"

"Sacrifice for the country? people don't die for themselves, are you the last Qi State Zhao family?"

"Value!"

The veteran grinned, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, shaking off a little white sand around his body, and going away with the wind, but the plain white fireworks outside his body were even hotter and more dazzling.

The rainy night in Linzi was very dark, and this torch was very bright.

The snake demon narrowed his eyes, looked around the boundless night sky, and said: "You are a real person, if this is on the battlefield, I will definitely accompany you to the bloody battle, but this is not a battlefield, I will not accompany you!"

After that, a string of runes lit up, the void twisted and turned, and the snake demon appeared thousands of miles away in an instant, looking back, the dazzling white light became more and more dazzling, and without waiting for a reaction, Situ Tan's heavy punch hit the snake demon's chest again, and the fireworks tore through the night, the snake demon's body shook slightly, and the corners of his mouth were proudly hooked, spewing out a fishy black mist.

Situ Tan was unwilling to dodge, so he hit his head on the snake demon's nose, and his right fist blasted out continuously, breaking the armor with one punch, breaking bones with two punches, and severely damaging the viscera with three punches......

Rumble!

The sound pressure was rolling thunder, the two circles of plain white and crimson passed through the sky before and after, Situ Tan's fourth fist was held by a big hand, and the strong demon clan who appeared out of thin air narrowed his eyes, turned his hand and punched, and the snake demon cooperated with the snake hand, locked the veteran's other arm, and pulled it hard towards the strong man's fist.

Situ Tan's body did not shake, pinched the strong man's arm, smiled madly and stepped forward, the elbow of the single sheep, the void was shaken, the strong man flew dozens of steps away, and his arm was torn apart by the old man.

"The so-called wind blows like a knife, Shura Wuhua magnifies the combat power and magnifies the pain at the same time, you can deal with it calmly, you are a real person, Xuanluo, the younger generation of the Xuanwu clan, please fight!"

"Kill!"

Situ Tan roared and stepped forward again, not waiting for Xuanluo's severed limbs to be reborn, the iron fist chiseled into Xuanluo's chest and abdomen, and the body carried by the power of the shock trembled, shaking off more white sand......

In the snake demon's half-hidden Xuanluo's body, his smile was hideous, urging the Heavenly Spirit Flower Girl, two starlights fell, and the heavily injured Xuanluo's injuries slowly healed, and countless illusions appeared in Situ Tan's eyes.

The grain and grass are exhausted, the city is afraid of death and dare not help, the remnant sun is like blood, the flag is toppling, the city is broken and will be injured, 100,000 soldiers and 100,000 souls, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are dyed red, that is the last time Zhao Tan went to the battlefield, won a hundred battles, and lost the last battle to the times.

The prefecture is not allowed to increase troops, and the Qi country will not be able to increase troops.