"It's rare tonight, if Brother Sima has anything to say, you can say it bluntly. ”

Zhu Donglai raised his head, just because the bluestone where Sima sat was slightly taller.

Sima straightened, leaned over slightly, and looked at him.

Sima Zhi has had many meetings with Zhu Donglai, the general of Yongzhou City, since he left Beijing to serve as the left counselor of Yongzhou City, but he has never been so close and alone as he is today.

In the valley, the wind and snow are mixed with night, and the two are like this. If you are not in the official office, there is no one else, you can say anything.

Suddenly, Sima Zhi smiled, and Fu straightened his body again, "If the book has not been read for me, there is nothing to say to others." Yuan Zai was in the cold window of Tianren Academy for a hundred years, and later served in Yongzhou, only wanting to cultivate himself in peace. Yuan Zai has also talked with the general several times, and the general should understand Yuan Zai's heart. ”

Yuan Zai should be Sima Zhi's self-imposed number.

Zhu Donglai's face turned solemn, he didn't answer, and seemed to be thinking seriously. In the end, he raised his head again and looked at Sima Zhi, who was a little fluttering, "That strange fragrance just now, is it really a fragrance that has been passed down from generation to generation?"

Sima Zhi looked at Zhu Donglai fixedly, and replied in a deep voice, "If it weren't for the incense of the world, how could those villagers of Niutou Village be fluttering, and we and other monks would be panicked, like smelling a foul smell, and the magic is dirty?"

"It turns out that it is really a heirloom incense," Zhu Donglai slowly stood up, "I have long heard that this heirloom incense is incomparably fragrant with ordinary people, but it is foul and filthy with cultivators." I see, that's really the case. ”

"This heirloom incense can only be obtained by the people of the Great Zhou royal family. Sima Zhi also became solemn, "General Zhu, do you know how powerful it is?"

Zhu Donglai nodded again and again, "I know, I know, I naturally know." ”

Before he finished speaking, the wolf flag in his hand spread with the wind. More than a hundred demonic wolves reappeared, surrounding Sima Zhi and the snow flying in the valley.

At the same time, he flew up, his armor automatically appeared, and with a long sword in his hand, he slashed straight towards Sima.

Sima Zhi's figure suddenly dissipated, as if it was originally a phantom. On the contrary, the snowflakes flying in the valley, one by one, all flew up, like the rain of pear blossoms in the secret weapon of the Tang Gate.

The demon wolf howled and dissipated.

Zhu Donglai, without scruples. He only looked at the long sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword went down, Sima Zhi was gone. However, when the sword stopped, the light shot even more fiercely, like countless meteors, flying, falling, and drawing countless straight lines.

Those snowflakes were powdered.

"After all, the wind and snow are a little smaller. Zhu Donglai muttered to himself, and then disappeared.

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In a hazy palace, a white-haired general frowned slightly, "I finally didn't misunderstand this kid, but there was such a movement... ”

"It's really rare for me to have such loyal people in Da Zhou, but it doesn't hurt to consume some of the incense of the world and the light of the people. A middle-aged woman, dressed in palace clothes, sat high above, sighed slightly and said, "Right now, the most important thing is how to get out." When she said this, she turned her head to another place.

Opposite the white-haired general, there was also a white-haired old man, the official robe on his body, which was already dark with blood. He saw the middle-aged woman in palace clothes looking at him, paused slightly, and said in a deep voice, "That god hidden boy, just asked for his life to go out and possess a villager, intending to find his original master, who is now the city lord of Yongzhou City. You can give it a try, after all, the Demon Domain is also the selected Niutou Village. But it has to be done as soon as possible. Fang Na Zhu Dong came to kill Sima Zhi, in order to cover up the qi machine and not let those people notice, it was indeed a lot of loss, and after calculation, it could only last for a few days. ”

"It's just a few days. In a few days, will it end?" The middle-aged woman in the palace dress Emei raised her head suddenly, as if she was looking up to the heavens and the earth, "Old General Li, Old Prime Minister Zuo, if this is the case, I am afraid it is also the will of heaven." ”

"Princess, don't say that. The two white-haired old men suddenly shook their heads together, and the old tears were all over the place.

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After Wuxu and naked escaped, he finally sat down a little safely. As soon as the sky was hazy, Wuxu summoned Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Mingshan to quietly leave this place. According to Wuxu's statement, they left this Yongzhou City, walked separately, and practiced separately; otherwise, they would now cherish each other and leave this Yongzhou City first.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Mingshan would not have stayed in a bitter cold and eventful place. Seeing that Wuxu, the city lord, was leaving, he naturally pushed the boat along the river and wanted to go with Wuxu.

So, the three of them quietly left the City Lord's Mansion, still according to the previous routine, Li Mingshan appeared, dressed as an extremely ordinary demon cultivator, and Wuxu and Zhu Yuanzhang were still hidden in the law realm, without showing a trace.

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Running in the snow all night, the tall city wall of Yongzhou City is faintly visible. The villagers who ran away from Niutou Village all sighed for a long time, except for the two or three sleeping children. The sky is slightly bright, and Yongzhou is in front, which makes people see more or less hope.

Wang Er, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, looking up at the looming word "Yongzhou" in the distance, and seemed to have a lot of thoughts.

At this time, Li Mingshan, who had just left the city, came head-on. Not head-on, exactly. Instead, Li Mingshan was flying slowly in the air, and Wang Er was looking up on the ground, although he was looking up at the Yongzhou City Tower.

But, after all, there is a possibility of an angle, and Li Mingshan saw Wang Er's face. She stopped and slowly landed opposite Wang Er.

This move naturally attracted the attention of Wuxu and Zhu Yuanzhang, and Wuxu slightly released his divine sense. Why does this Wang Er look familiar?

Li Mingshan suddenly pulled out the Ziyang Sword, and the blade of the sword shook up with righteousness and stopped at Wang Er's neck.

The villagers of Niutou Village behind Wang Er waved their weapons one after another, and the battle of the Demon Sound Wolf gave them the courage to give it a go in the face of danger.

Wang Er didn't dodge, but his face was a little surprised. He looked at the stranger in front of him steadily.

Suddenly, he saw the inconspicuous bead in Li Mingshan's hair. The bead had a familiar aura to him.

He was silent, letting the Ziyang Sword in Li Mingshan's hand rest on his shoulder, and the sword qi cut his neck with a faint pain, and there was even a trace of blood.

He smiled, like a generous righteous man, looking at the beads on Li Mingshan's head, "My Buddha is merciful, all beings are equal, could it be that if we reform the system and change the law, we and other ordinary people will have no way to live?"

His voice made Wu Xu, as well as Zhu Yuanzhang, suspicious. This is the voice of the god dive?!

Li Mingshan was also surprised, why was this person who was obviously very similar to Han Shuang, but his breath was so unfamiliar. Most importantly, he wasn't talking to himself.

Li Mingshan, who has been enchanted for a long time, will never take back the long sword in this situation, so he simply has a horizontal heart, a cold face, and a long sword slashed, although it will not kill the person in front of him, but he will also cut off one of his arms.

But I saw that Wang Er, with a flash of golden light all over his body, smiled while retreating, "Master, for the position of the lord of Yongzhou City, is he willing to be an eagle dog and kill the killer?"

With a flash of his golden light, the breath of the Mandala Dharma Realm leaked undoubtedly.

Wu Xu, under the induction, the ordinary villager in front of him was confirmed to be a divine potential! Although his face and breath were very different, Wu Xuan still hurriedly summoned Li Mingshan and asked him to stop.

"Who is this person?" Li Mingshan, the long sword was still the same, and he asked secretly.

Who is this person? For a while, he couldn't answer correctly.

His own disciple, Shen Qian?

He has never accepted disciples. In the previous life, I realized nothingness, I was a good teacher, chattering, and broken thoughts, which was actually quite annoying.

Besides, all sentient beings are equal, and you have never achieved great success in cultivating Buddha yourself, so why should you ask others to be your disciples?

Besides, in front of him, Shen Qian seems to be possessed by a secret method on this bull-headed villager, his true face, his real situation, what is it?

Wuxu once again looked at the person in front of him with his god.

Wang Er (Shen Qian), standing there, straight and motionless, behind him, there were several bull-headed villagers, standing on his left and right, holding weapons, with a generous and cohesive momentum of dying.

Shanshan's long sword and water side, the secluded law realm secretly looks.

It's just that the old face of the Si people has a few hidden winds and snows.