Volume 2 Linglong Pavilion, Lore Sticker Chapter 51 The Great Road Can Be Expected
Jin Ge Iron Horse, the battlefield was once Zhao Kai's dream, although naΓ―ve, although this idea was gradually submerged in the royal dye vat, but it also showed Zhao Kai's ambition and his longing and yearning for a good man on the battlefield, but now when he really stands in the Iron Horse Glacier, the age of fifteen is like a dream, but it is full of sorrow and helplessness.
For Zhao Kai, this is the best age, but also the worst age, this is the elevation stage of accelerated growth, and it is also the beginning of sin, everything depends on his own choice, and he is also guided by the will of God, but everyone can't escape the mountains that are blocked in their hearts, only the struggle of unbelief can shake it, it is a coincidence that Zhao Kai happens to have this quality now, and it seems that he will never lose it.
When the corpses of the platoon fell to the ground, and the blood of his comrades was also mixed on the ground and gathered into a filthy stream, Zhao Kai's heart was cold, he licked the corners of his bloodthirsty mouth, and rode away with a whip.
The noise of the night was completely extinguished, the dim sky at the beginning of the hour exuded a terrifying power, completely engulfing a little of the light and shadow of the waning moon, the upside-down crescent moon was covered by clouds, and the horse team in the mountains also ushered in a long-lost rest time.
Zhao Kai'an lay quietly on the hill slope, his eyes open and he didn't fall asleep, holding a wine gourd in his right hand and swaying to drink the frontier army spirits that he was not used to, his head was full of warm scenes in his own palace, and the cold wind occasionally blew, rendering this young man even more lonely.
Zhao Kai's hard body has long been accustomed to the harsh environment, and he is reluctant to let go of the sadness that swells up in his heart, unwilling to let these useless feelings affect his survival, but his cold eyes during the day are full of ruddy warmth at the moment.
In such a cold weather, everyone will often shrink into their familiar nest to keep warm, and will want to forget the bad memories caused by this environment, but Zhao Kai will like the self-space it brings, just like those monitors who are hidden in the shadows will not find their emotional changes, and the friends who want to show their best side will not be infected by their own sadness, let alone involve others to bear the consequences.
It's a time when a person is at his most chic, and while it's a little sad, it's enough for a lone wanderer in the dark.
I don't know what happened to Yang Xiao and the big hammer, the original Mo family's robbery Zhao Kai also heard some news in the underground Shura field, but said that a few years ago, the Mo family was boycotted by Emperor Dafeng, and some Jianghu forces, including several contradictory schools in the hundreds of schools, forced the Mo family, which was still a behemoth at the time, to retreat overnight, but it is conceivable that the secret behind it is not shocking, but Zhao Kai, who is controlled by Dachu, is really powerless to take care of these things, and can only let meaningless worries fly all over the sky.
Zhao Kai is not worried about Wang Qi who travels all over the world, that guy is a big master who can even Liu Qing reluctantly fight, and there is a big backer of Wudang Mountain behind him, he is chic and rigorous and careful, his skills in making friends are also good, and his face is thick and dark enough, he is really an expert in the rivers and lakes, and Wudang Mountain is not the Mo family that has been excluded, and the status of the rivers and lakes cannot be shaken now, so Wang Qi will suffer should not exist, unless he humbly asks for his own hardships.
Looking closer, Wen and Liu, who were fellow students of the Shadow Killing Palace, didn't know where they were still suffering, and the friendship of shared hardships made Zhao Kai care for them, but the time of co-existence in the underground Shura Field did not allow Zhao Kai to worry about them, and only by hardening their hearts could they be good to each other.
An unreasonable word sounded silently in Zhao Kai's heart, which was he talking to himself in his heart.
"I have borne the Heavenly Demon Tribulation in Lingping City, what reason do you have not to live, the suffering is eaten together, and the sin is also suffered together, it is said that the growth of strength and resilience should be about the same, Wen Buer and Liu Laogen, if you accidentally die, I, Zhao Kai, will not worry about you, I will only laugh at you and gradually forget this memory. No one will remember our common suffering, no one will tell you about the cruel life underground, and no one will be stupid enough to cry for you......"
Thinking of this, Zhao Kai grinned silently and couldn't stop trembling.
"So, you don't want to die!"
There is also a woman's figure in the memory, the black tights run throughout, although her face has not been turned around, but Zhao Kai will not forget that person, although she betrayed herself, she did not have the slightest intention of blame, only helplessness and remorse reflected in the heart, helpless in the other party did not understand the situation rashly shot and lost her life, regret that she did not have a deep friendship with him, so that an already miserable woman completely went astray.
Zhao Kai found that he would harvest his own partners every time he went to a place, and those precious friendships were the root of his ability to go on, and he did not attribute it to his unique will and state of mind, but only thanked God for the mercy that he had not rushed to kill.
This night, Zhao Kai was full of bloody energy, completely relaxed his tired mind, used it to diverge his thinking, found hope in the sin, gained the long-lost open-mindedness in the memory, and finally caught the tail of the "Tao" when he was about to sleep, and embarked on a road of no return that belongs to him.
The next day, Zhao Kai and his dozens of horses stepped on the war horses again, and integrated into the state of running that was started to patrol the surroundings of Lingping, they were like a wheel that kept turning, like all the sergeants on the border, they could not return without merit, unless Shangguan wanted to give up the inspection, otherwise they had no room to stop.
And the immediate boss who issued the order to them, the acting city lord of Ling Ping City, is also busy and dizzy now.
Wu Chengxi was repeatedly looking at the materials collected in the past few days, although he had passed the layers of screening, and the most valuable clues in his hands were still stacked on two large tables, and the dim paper and even the scrolls and the animal skins engraved with the materials added up to be almost taller than people.
Qu Huang whistled from the outside and slowly walked into Wu Chengxi's separate office room, completely disrupting Wu Chengxi's determination to read with great difficulty.
Wu Chengxi said angrily: "What are you doing here, busy yourself, I didn't see that I still have work to do." β
Qu Huang looked helpless, "It's just the two of us here, I don't know you yet, don't pretend, although you can do this kind of meticulous work done by literati, you definitely don't like to do it, not to mention this kind of cost-effective case file search work." β
A hint of resentment flashed on Wu Chengxi's handsome face, "Why do you have to say it so clearly?!"
"Come on, you should have a plan like this. β
"What's the plan? Oh Seung-hee joked.
"Ling Pingcheng's leading formation is a complicated project that can only be completed by a traitor, this kind of deeply hidden Demon Sect person must be in a high position, don't tell me that you are not curious about this person at all, I now hate this Demon Sect lackey who caused everyone to suffer. β
"I hate it too, because of this disaster, the glory of my Blue Wolf Army's male army was taken away, and I can't wait to break that person's body into pieces immediately, but things don't have to be gradual. Now that the net has been laid, wait for someone to take the bait. β
"The net has been laid, you won't even tell me!" The anger on Qu Huang's face was not pretended, but the folding fan in his hand that pretended to show his demeanor had become a deadly weapon at the moment, and he knew that Wu Chengxi was awe-inspiring.
"Don't make a fuss, isn't this a secret!"
"Keep it secret, I'll let you keep it secret!" Qu Huang angrily waved the folding fan in his hand and knocked it towards Wu Chengxi's head, Wu Chengxi didn't use extraordinary strength, he hurriedly blocked it with his hand, and ran around the room with his legs in the wind, the two big men seemed to have returned to their childhood, you chased after me, and the laughter continued, which made this serious military aircraft intelligence department usher in a long-lost relaxed moment.
After a while, the two ended their play and calmly sipped tea and talked.
"I threw out the Array Eye Crystal I got a few days ago as bait. β
Qu Huang heard this, and a sip of tea almost sprayed Wu Chengxi's face, and he said eagerly: "You are really atmospheric, if that thing returns to the hands of the Demon Sect, it is only a matter of time before they build another leading formation to slaughter the city." β
"I can't bear the child's trap on the wolf, and I won't miss it this time. β
Qu Huang looked at a confident friend opposite him with some doubts, but he really didn't notice anything unusual, so he lowered his head and tasted tea again.
Although Lingping City was completely destroyed, and all industries disappeared, the black market that has been hidden in the dark is the fastest recovering industry, and even the dead people's wealth destroyed by Lingping City has been made, and all kinds of rare objects that are not easy to see are all over at this moment, so that some red-eyed madmen ignore the vigilance in the city and use all kinds of means, either to go through relationships, or to engage in bribery, in short, they have to enter the underground trading market of Lingping City.
Three days ago, a shape like snowflakes, symmetrical shape, and extremely complex energy crystals flowed into the black market Longxiang Pavilion, I don't know what kind of demon wind the people behind the scenes blew, the largest Longxiang Pavilion in the black market actually asked for a thousand gold, and immediately caused an uproar in a small area, and within half a day, it spread all over the people in the city who knew about the black market trading, which can be described as a rare spectacle in ten years.
In a hidden place in the forest, Zhang Fangping, who was the capital of the Tingwei Mansion, was standing in it with a sad face at the moment, and a rag waving in the wind in front of him was strange and extraordinary.
"My lord, this time the incident is extraordinary, although I tried my best to erase the traces that can be erased, but there are some clues that cannot be changed that I can't move at all, otherwise it will be directly exposed. β
The rag that Zhang Fangping called an adult spat out and said coldly: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Fangping let out a sad sigh and said, "My lord, if I am allowed to evacuate now, although my identity will be exposed, it will reduce the result of being pulled out by the vine." β
"I told you, you can't withdraw, there's another thing you need to do, and this is your last chance. β
The rag didn't leave any gaps, and said bluntly, "You should have heard the news of the black market, you must get it for me." β
Hearing this, Zhang Fangping sat on the ground without any image, it was a trap that a fool could see, how dare he take the initiative to jump in.
"Don't worry, it's good that they are prepared, but the treasures of our Demon Sect will not be less, you can take this elixir, and you will take it when you encounter an emergency, so that you can have a good experience of your real strong posture." β
Zhang Fangping's hands trembled and he turned out a red pill, and his eyes exuded the essence of a madman, and it seemed that this person was going to fight to the death when he was forced.