Hai Dongqing, who was extremely handsome on the canopy, let out a mournful roar,

Swooping down from the sky,

From its cold vertical pupils, a huge crack appeared in the entire Qingcheng, extending from the long street to the outskirts of the city, and there was still a residual cold breath in the crack, and when it descended, it avoided that trajectory intentionally or unintentionally, even if there was still coveted flesh and blood under the crack, there was no meaning to touch it at all.

Even the vultures hovering in mid-air did not dare to fall for a long time, and there was undisguised greed in the vertical pupils, salivating from the broken corpses below, even if this ugly bird has been accompanied by death and carrion for a long time, but they are not willing to face death, that is a fear from the depths of the soul.

And the lonely young man was even more terrifying in their eyes, the fierce beast hidden in the thin body had just stretched its claws, and the fierce aura was still permeating the surroundings at this moment.

"Rivers and lakes, rivers, lakes and seas. ”

"Maybe it's been literal for a long time to come. ”

The young man touched the Hai Dongqing on his shoulder and put the sword into the sheath and muttered softly, the top forces in the rivers and lakes were leveled in the first three months, and now the mainstay of the rivers and lakes has been completely cleaned in Qingcheng, the rivers and lakes are still there, but the people are gone.

"Ahh......h

There was the sound of horses' hooves in the half long street behind the young man, and a man covered in blood rode his horse, with an extremely anxious expression on his face, and he had already turned over and dismounted before he could get close.

"The last general, Zhu Yuankui knocks to see His Highness!"

"The last general, the escort is late, please punish His Highness!"

Zhu Yuankui knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully to the young man in a green shirt, feeling the sword aura permeating the heavens and the earth, and fine beads of sweat unconsciously appeared on his forehead.

"Commanders, please get up quickly. ”

"It was the duty of guarding the city gate, what is the sin now?"

The young man turned to look at Zhu Yuankui, who was covered in scars, and said softly, it is not easy to say after all, there are only more than two hundred soldiers at each city gate, although each city gate has already sent people to assist, and most of the pressure is on himself, but there are many people who stormed the city gate earlier.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Only then did Zhu Yuankui get up, when his eyes fell on the huge chasm in front of the young man, his pupils dilated suddenly, he was also a third-grade martial artist who could be regarded as the group of people on the top of the mountain, but just feeling the residual sword qi made people's hairs stand on end, and recalling the scene of Fang Cai's sword was even more unforgettable.

"Your Highness, is the mirror broken?"

Zhu Yuankui licked his chapped lips, and looked at the young man in front of him, in his own cognition, His Royal Highness is definitely a talented and glamorous person, he has already stepped into the second grade before returning to Liangzhou, and now it has only been a long time since he broke the mirror again.

"Well, now I'm lucky enough to get into a half-step. ”

The young man nodded, and did not deny it, if nothing else, from now on, the name of the first place on the Great Dry Heaven List will spread all over the world, if nothing else, the young man will become the youngest product in the whole world for thousands of years.

You must know that in ancient times, twenty and the crown, the young man has not yet reached the crown, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, Xu Jiu, who is known as the most romantic sword immortal in the world, is also a product in the year of the establishment, and the young man may even be ten years earlier than him!

"The last general, congratulations to His Highness!"

Zhu Yuankui said loudly, with an unconcealable excitement in his tone, he did not accompany His Highness into Wudang, and he didn't know what happened during the period, but he only knew one thing, His Highness entered a half-step and a product, what does it mean to Daqian, from now on, Daqian's top combat power will reach the peak of the dynasty's history!

But looking up at the head abruptly, he seemed to think of something, looking at the traces of the sword on his armor, he smiled bitterly, his expression was inexplicably a little sluggish, he was just guarding a city gate and facing hundreds of brave and reckless men to fight to the death, and His Royal Highness could resist most of the rivers and lakes, and the gap was already unmatched.

Perhaps, now that I can't even resist his sword,

Your Majesty is old, and his back is slightly lumpy,

Now that I'm old,

The iron halberd in his hand is not fast enough,

There are Bai Qi and Zhao Kuo in the army, such as the rising sun and the like, military strategy is rare in the world, more than 100 times better than himself and others, and has experienced the baptism of the battlefield, and the future conquest will definitely be dominated by them.

Now that the Duke of Qin is old in the court, rising stars such as Xun Yu have gradually stabilized their positions, and the imperial examination will be opened in the future, and the court will not lack all kinds of governing talents, and it is not suitable for him and others to interfere in political affairs.

Zhu Yuankui looked at the big iron halberd under his feet,

The rough palm stroked gently, the strength that the generals are most proud of now does not seem to be worth mentioning in the Liangzhou army, those swordsmen and swordsmen under His Royal Highness, anyone can easily defeat themselves, and His Royal Highness has already stood at the peak of the world.

Zhu Yuankui's mind is full of thoughts,

What I think is not what the chief soldiers of those towns in Liangzhou think in the bottom of their hearts, His Highness has grown up too fast, and he and others are already a little behind His Highness's footsteps.

In a sense, even in the face of a lifeless battle, it is much happier than the sadness of alternating between the old and the new, not to mention that people who are used to fighting are not sure where to go in the future.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

"Lead the troops to clean up the mess. ”

The young man stroked the kneeling Zhu Yuankui and said with a smile, he could see that he was really excited, and he also knew what they were afraid of, in the end, their group of people were the oldest in Liangzhou, and they were also the family money that their father saved for themselves, in a sense, it also represents an era, but now that the era that belongs to them is gone, and the young man also wants them to be more decent.

"No, Your Highness!"

Zhu Yuankui got up and said, the rest of the great Qianrui soldiers behind him were already behind him, looking down from the sky, the Liangzhou soldiers also began to slowly search all over the city and began to search for the fish that had slipped through the net.

"Uncles, wait!"

"When I go back to Beijing, I have to invite all my uncles and uncles to get together, Uncle Ma, Uncle Bai...... They are all the closest people to the kid, and they are busy fighting on weekdays, so they are negligent, and they want to make trouble with you in their hearts. ”

The young man looked at Zhu Yuankui's back and said.

"My dad always thinks about getting together, and he talks about the brothers who fight the world together, and many times he thinks that the position under the ass has changed, but the feelings here have not changed. ”

The young man hammered his chest and laughed loudly.

"Gotcha!"

Zhu Yuankui was stunned for a moment, only to feel a warm current surging into his heart, looking at the unpretentious smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, he raised his hand very freely.

"Those wines in Shangjing, like white water, have no taste, go back to my old man, prepare a few jars of Maochai wine, in the courtyard of His Majesty's original Zhenbei Hou Mansion. ”

"Let's drink his mother and get drunk, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

"When the time comes, those who stand and go out are not considered to be men with handles!"

"Hahaha......"

With hearty laughter, Zhu Yuankui led the troops away.

The young man's thoughts flew, many times it was not his own father or himself, the position under the buttocks was high, and he despised the brothers who used to sit on an equal footing and laugh and scold the world, but they themselves would unconsciously sit down and talk about the rules, and for a long time, the etiquette of monarchs and ministers was engraved in their bones.

Actually, I really don't care,

But for thousands of years, all dynasties have been like this, naturally there is a reason, there are no rules, there is no square circle, there is no way to govern the country, the so-called monarchs, monarchs, always when you just sat in that position, when you turned around, everything has changed unconsciously, you are the king, you are all courtiers.

I can't change it, and I never want to change it.

I just want that change to come more slowly.

The so-called, "lonely", "widowed",

There is a saying in the history books that this is the meaning of self-humility,

But it's not literal, you are alone when you stand high enough one day, you will know what loneliness is.

Raising his eyes, there was "no one" around,

Simon blows snow in that world,

Dugu seeks defeat in that world,

And I may be the same in this world in the future,

The young man gently patted Hai Dongqing on the shoulder, took out a piece of jerky from his arms and fed it, then tore off a sleeve and wrote a few big characters with blood-stained fingers and tied it to the eagle's leg.

Touched Hai Dongqing's head, the latter twisted very comfortably, and then flew to Shangjing, which is hundreds of miles away from Shangjing and is still within the range of Hai Dongqing's independent flight.

Leave all your thoughts behind,

The young man walked towards the inn,

Yuelai Inn,

In the corner of the hall, opposite Bai Xiaosheng was sitting a woman dressed in white, with a thin veil on her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but just looking at her figure could make people swallow saliva, and her concave and graceful figure was hidden under the thin skirt, which made people reverie.

As the young man stepped inside,

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the graceful woman's forehead, and her white fingers trembled slightly, far less calm than her face revealed, because she knew that her death was in the thought of this person.

"Your Highness, this is the owner of the building full of wind. ”

The young man has just stepped into the threshold of the inn,

Bai Xiaosheng stood up respectfully to greet him.

"Little woman, Feng Miaomiao has seen His Highness!"

At the same time, the woman in the thin skirt also saluted solemnly, and the whole process was meticulous without the slightest hint of showing off her posture, and her attitude was extremely low.

But that graceful posture is like the name, extremely moist, it can be regarded as a rare stunner in the world, it is hard to imagine that it is such a fair-skinned and beautiful woman who controls the most terrifying intelligence organization in the rivers and lakes.

"The wind is full of buildings?"

The young man came back to his senses to play with the taste, originally thought that Feng Manlou would take advantage of the stall of this martial arts conference, and since then he has disappeared and completely withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect that now the landlord actually appeared in this green city.

"Now the girl can still sit here in good shape. ”

"I don't think I took the words of the main hall to heart?"

The young man's eyes fell on the corpses of the heads of the seven sects and eight sects outside the inn and whispered, those who are not even inferior to themselves are like discarded garbage at this moment, completely defeating Feng Miaomiao's psychological defense line, how can they have the atmosphere and reason to control the world's intelligence on weekdays.

"Little girl, I don't want to die. ”

The woman in the thin skirt took a deep breath, the tip of her nose was still surrounded by a strong smell of blood, as if she had made up her mind, and looked at the young man and bit her thin lips.

"This trip to Qingcheng is a ghost who is obsessed with his mind, thinking about taking chestnuts from the fire. ”

"But on the other hand, I also want to talk to His Highness in person. ”

The woman in the thin skirt said very calmly,

"The infiltration of the Liangzhou Espionage Division into the Fengmanlou, the little woman knew about it a long time ago, but she couldn't do anything, she wanted to wash her hands in a golden basin, but the world is so big, where can she be accommodated?"

The woman in the thin skirt smiled sadly,

Pulling the hair behind the ears, the tulle fell inadvertently, and the extremely marked face, without the cover of rouge chalk, looked a little pale, and a pitiful appearance, which made people feel pity.

"Now the Qingcheng Martial Arts Conference can be regarded as an opportunity, the little woman wants to solve this matter completely, all the intelligence channels of Fengmanlou will be handed over to the imperial court, and the little woman only wants to live!"

Feng Miaomiao actually knelt directly on the ground, her snow-white forehead slammed down to the ground, only a dull sound was heard, and when she looked up, her flesh and blood were blurred, and she became more and more pitiful.

Bai Xiaosheng was silent,

The young man was thoughtful,

"Take the chestnut in the fire, the master of the wind building is so bold!"

"I know that Qingcheng is a bureau, and I still have the courage to step in. ”

"As for the ending of the Fenglou Lord, hasn't it already been decided on the more than 1,000-mile journey back to Liangzhou?"

The young man said softly, and did not stop at the woman not to take a second look, but walked upstairs, but the meaning of the words made Feng Miao, who was kneeling on the ground, slump to the ground.

"Your Highness, does it have to be like this?"

Feng Miao smiled sadly, but the expression in the cold eyes of the young man fell silent again, too, most of the rivers and lakes are flat, what wind and waves can he afford now?

"Allow you to wear three feet of white silk. ”

The young man said a few words before stepping onto the second floor.

"Wind Mansion Lord, please. ”

Bai Xiaosheng put a piece of rice paper on the table, and at the same time, the three-foot white silk on the beam of the room was already hanging, and the plain white color reflected the mutilated corpses everywhere outside the inn, compared to which it could be regarded as a decent way to die.

Second floor

The young man talked with the old fairy of Wudang Mountain for a long time,

When going downstairs,

has been declining,

Looking back,

In the hall, a plain white corpse hung high above the beams of the room,

Looking up,

A cardamom girl looked at herself in a daze,

"Let's go, I'm going to Xiling. ”

The young man raised his hand to the girl upstairs,

I didn't leave a souvenir and walked out of the city.

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

"Feng Miao Miao has written down the names of the principals in the halls of the whole building in the territory of Daqian, and the intelligence database can be sorted out in a few days, in the end, it is also a sect for hundreds of years, which involves a wide range of information, and the minister is also quite surprised, thinking that when His Royal Highness comes back from Xiling, the wind and grass in the entire Daqian territory can be included in the eyes, and when he does it to the family gate, he can also be more thorough. ”

Bai Xiaosheng handed out the rice paper in his hand, and the young man glanced at it, and the dense name suddenly realized, no wonder the road to escape fell everywhere in the eyes of others, but fortunately, it has now been used for his own use.

"Well, after the destruction of the Buddha, it is the time when the gate valve is destroyed. ”

Standing on the low city wall of Qingcheng, the young man looked at the clouds in the sky and said softly, the countless iron horsemen behind him gathered the corpse and slowly walked out of the city, an official holding a cool knife and wearing a regular uniform, after listening to Bai Xiaosheng's name for the young man, he bowed and saluted.

Xiling County,

Rotten Ke Temple,

At the foot of the hundred-foot giant Buddha,

An old monk in a new red robe was sitting cross-legged, looking at the ragged clothes underneath, looking crazy, worshipping the slave of the giant Buddha, unmoved, in a trance, his eyelids were beating non-stop, looking up through the thick stratum to the east, his face was complicated.