Evil, in the Central Plains Book of Poetry, still say heaven, that is, the meaning of the oath of heaven.

In the southern country, evil is a holy medicine given by God, which can be used to repair the meridians, build muscles and invigorate blood.

With the joint efforts of more than a dozen Ancestor Saintesses, this kind of Gu was able to obtain this refining secret method, but it was still extremely rare to have a refining method, and it was only after countless failures that one could be cultivated.

Streamer knows that there are two surviving ones, one in the royal ancestral hall of the royal palace in Dagong City, and the other in the imperial tomb.

The imperial tomb streamer can't enter, so he can only come to steal this one in the ancestral hall of the palace.

The Shang Evil Gu is the treasure of the Southern Royal Family, it is extremely precious, as long as he takes it, he can go to Uda City to find Mr. Tuoba Uda for help.

Mr. Uda is a famous samurai in the city of Uda, and several of the students he has taught have become kings by winning the Tuoba Festival, and he is a well-known martial artist in the southern country.

As long as he can use the Evil Gu in exchange for Mr. Uda's help, he will definitely be able to win the final victory at the Tuoba Festival.

The female official's aunt told him that the matter was over here, but the streamer had been tossing and turning recently, and he couldn't calm down at all.

He didn't tell anyone, not even the female official's aunt, because his idea was too shocking, and he could only do it secretly.

Hiding from his aunt, he took the evil Gu, and his soft and long black hair was cut off by himself, turning it into a fluffy short hair, and he secretly sneaked out of the palace at dawn.

He thought that he still couldn't just let Tianque Jun die like this, that would be too pitiful, and he couldn't watch Sister A fall into such an infinite cycle of tragedy, what did Sister Ah do wrong?

If he doesn't like his current life, then he has to do something.

Although it was difficult for him to win in the Tuoba Gala on his own, the hope was so slim that he himself felt that he was dreaming.

But as long as he can become a king, he must rewrite such a cruel disease!

He wants to turn this long-sick southern kingdom upside down.

However, ambition is extraordinarily ambitious, but reality has poured cold water on him.

I rushed to the city of Uda, found a small dilapidated courtyard with no one to live in, and went back and forth to the surrounding villages every day to inquire about Mr. Uda's news.

After running into a wall countless times, three days later, in the evening of the city, he finally found out the whereabouts of Mr. in the village on the banks of the Wuda River in the city of Uda, and he happily ran to ask for a visit, but at first he was kept rejected, and he did not give up and begged for a long time, and it was dark before he was able to see Uda.

He had grown up in the palace, and had never traveled far, and for the first time he had run so far, he had come to see someone he had never met, and even if he had come to ask for his help, he was still flustered.

He took a deep breath at the doorway

, tried to restrain his body and walked in, and after seeing Mr., he saluted in a proper manner, holding the open box and explaining his intention, hoping to get Mr.'s help.

He bowed his waist all the time after he had bowed, which was the most respectful etiquette he could think of, and he had not even been so formal in the royal palace ceremony.

I thought that such a rare treasure as the Evil Gu would definitely be able to gain Mr.'s favor, but Mr. Wuda listened to his intentions, glanced at him indifferently, and opened his mouth without being salty.

"Ignorant child. ”

Before the confused streamer could understand what Mr. Uda meant, the gentleman had already waved at him, refusing to speak to him again, and he panicked to ask why, and just as he stammered, and before he could even say a complete sentence, Mr. Uda pushed him out of the room and slammed the door shut.

Streamer panicked, how could this be!

Why did you reject him?

The reason?

Think he's just a kid who doesn't understand anything?

He stood in the courtyard and felt his mind go blank again.

How can this be!

Streamer was a little angry, like a fish that had suddenly been abandoned on the shore and dried up and starved of water, trying in vain to vent his struggles, he suddenly pounced on the door, and relentlessly wanted to rush in and ask again, what did he do wrong?

However, it may be because he felt that the streamer was too noisy, and he was thrown out by Mr. Wuda's disciple.

He was light, and the tall and burly male disciple casually lifted him up by the collar, and the streamer's little short hand couldn't even hit him.

The male disciple threw it easily, and the streamer had no room to resist at all, so he just fluttered in the air and rolled out, almost rolling straight into the river, and the small box he was carrying in his arms was thrown out of his arms directly, and the bones fell into the river.

Poof.

There was a little weak splash.

Streamer coughed while clutching his sore stomach, quickly jumped up from the hard ground, and ran to the river to find his box.

Through the halo of the river light floating on the water, he saw it, but the box fell into the crack of the reef on the shore of the water, and he lay on the shore to reach it, but his hand was still too short.

The fortunate thing in the misfortune is that the small box he specially prepared is made of seals, and it is difficult to enter the water easily, otherwise he would be ...... I want to just sit here and cry.

Streamer sighed heavily, feeling his luck bad for the first time.

Even bringing the Evil Gu with him didn't help, and his last expectation was disappointed.

His thoughts, which are like foolish dreams, have really become foolish dreams.

He sat down on the ground with self-abandonment, looking at the village of Wuda, which had come thousands of miles away with hope, and at the strange river in front of him, which he could not name, although not far away was an extremely lively market

The city is bustling with people coming and going, the lights are as bright as day, and it is so lively that it is not like words.

Obviously, he likes such a lively place the most on weekdays, but at this time, he only feels more and more dazed and helpless, the sky and the earth are big, he is like a small and humble dust, desperately trying to struggle, but he will be blown away by the wind.

His eyes were drowning in hot tears, and the river lamps on the water were blurred in his vision.

The harder you try to wipe it, the more useless it is.

No matter how much he thought about it, he didn't have the courage to jump into the river, so he covered his eyes and sat stupidly for a while, he got up and walked around the river, trying to fish up the box.

Lying on the river, I leaned down to get enough twice, but I couldn't get enough, and it seemed that I could only go into the water to fish. He looked carefully where he could step on, then he squatted down, stretched his feet down and stepped on a reef, before he could continue to step down into the water, there seemed to be a gust of wind behind him, he only felt a flower in front of him, and before his brain could react, the back collar was grabbed by someone, and the person was thrown to the ground again.

He sat down on the ground, his butt ached, and when he looked up, he felt that the world in front of him suddenly lit up a little.

The girl who grabbed him and threw him directly ashore was dressed in red, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be finely polished with the most beautiful jade, and she was looking at him with a frown at the moment.

I only heard someone call the girl from afar, the voice was particularly good, and after a while, a young man in white ran quickly behind her, like a white moonlight suddenly rushed into his sight, and the temperament of the whole body couldn't help but be comfortable, the appearance was handsome and dusty, and the warmth in his eyes seemed to be a pool of slightly drunk wine.

At that moment, a thought trembled in his heart.

Gods, gods, gods, gods!

It's just that before he could look forward to it, the good-looking girl in red turned her head and said to the young man next to her, "Brother, this person is going to jump into the river!"

...... Where is he going to jump into the river!

That's not the case.

In the surprised eyes of the audience, the child on the ground who had been lying on the ground after coughing up blood moved his fingers again, and struggled to staggered up.

His face was already bruised and bruised, and his fragile little body looked like grass that could be broken by the wind at any moment, but he did stand up again. The onlookers couldn't help but discuss, distressed, puzzled, and questioned.

"What's wrong with the kid?"

"Don't you want to die?"

"You're not going crazy, are you, you're going to die if you keep going like this!"

But the streamer didn't listen to a word.

Tianqiong looked at him with a strange face, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"Streamer, what the hell are you going to do?"

Crazy?

Streamer wiped away painful tears and gasped.

"I ...... I'm going to knock you down!"