The land of Beiliang, the three states in the northwest are bitter and cold, but all things in heaven and earth complement each other, yin and yang rotate, and there is a wonderful, but there are also beautiful mountains and rivers in Beiliang.

And this kind of place, except for the soil emperor Beiliang Wang, is to let the Sanzhou Prefecture Mu occupy, and they will never dare.

In the area of Qingliang Mountain, it is almost a private place of the palace, pavilions and pavilions, and the courtyard is deep, and it is extremely luxurious.

Even so, competing with the people for profit, but no one in Beiliang has any objections, one is that they don't dare, but Beiliang has been peaceful for many years, and they are all under Xu Xiao's 300,000 Beiliang army.

Qingming has just passed seven or eight days, and the temperature has risen quickly, which is the time when it is neither hot nor cold.

Especially today, the sun is shining and the warm breeze is warm, which is a good day for travel.

Early in the morning, in front of the Beiliang Palace, I listened to six or seven driving horses, and the servants went in and out, moving some things to the carriage, and it was obvious that the master's family was going to travel today.

After cleaning up, the group slowly walked out of the house.

The first person was a woman, with a beautiful appearance, and although she wore brocade clothes, she did not appear rich, but felt elegant and refined.

Behind the woman was a tall female swordsman in masked armor with a sword, her eyes vigilant and always guarding the woman's safety, followed by the maid maid.

"Mother, hurry up. A teenage voice.

The young man stood in front of the carriage and urged, looking a little anxious. He had a young complexion, his waist and abdomen had passed the frame, and he was handsome, about ten years old. Standing beside him was a smaller boy with a stunned look on his face.

Not far from the carriage, the fifty iron horsemen stood quietly, since they were silent, but there was a bloody killing, this was the Beiliang iron horse that dominated the world.

"...... Uproar"

The breeze swept the red "Xu" character Wang Qi.

Under the king's flag, on a white horse, a general in armor saw the woman go out of the house, turned over and dismounted, and strode forward.

"Princess. "Bow down.

It turned out that this woman was Wu Su, the princess of Beiliang, who was devoured by Zhu Wuzhi with a great celestial skill back then, but now her body is unhindered.

Wu Su looked at the general and said with a warm smile: "Hard work, Zuo Zong." ”

Holding a silver spear, the face of the general with a cold face softened, and Yuan Zuozong, the killing god "Zuoxiong" who used people's heads as wine bowls in the Beiliang Army, shook his head lightly at this moment, looking at the woman's eyes full of respect.

For the sake of Xu Xiao, Princess Wu Su gave up a great celestial skill, completely ruined the opportunity of the land immortals, and assisted Xu Xiao in the battlefield to fight. Therefore, it is greatly admired by the Beiliang Army.

The young man next to him saw it and wanted to urge again.

When Wu Su saw it, his eyes widened, the young man shrunk his neck, muttered, turned around and got into the carriage, and pulled another little boy in by the way.

Wu Su smiled: "Let's go." Xu Xiao had something to deal with and didn't follow.

Yuan Zuozong said: "Yes." After speaking, he waved his big hand.

Fifty Iron Riders moved and guarded the convoy on both sides.

The convoy went out of the city gate, and another convoy converged, the carriage was embroidered with the word Li, I think it was the Li family of Fengzhou Prefecture, the prince of the palace and the son of the Li family, had a good time, this time I went out to play, I am afraid it was also an appointment.

......

Dai Daojin and Jia Jiajia traveled around the road and went back to Nanshan, and only came to Beiliang after the Spring Festival.

It was not until today that he entered Lingzhou.

Walking to the official road, most of the people come and go, and there are occasionally shabby peasant households.

As he was walking, Dai Daojin pointed to the southwest, looked at Jia Jiajia and said with a smile: "Xiao Jia, I remember that your previous home was there, do you want to take a look." ”

Jia Jiajia frowned, that place was full of pain for her, and there was no nostalgia, she naturally didn't want to go to that place, but since following Dai Daojin, she was used to letting Dai Daojin take the idea.

She whispered, "Listen to sir, I'm afraid I'll delay sir's big event." Although he listened to Mr., he also showed a hint of reluctance.

Dai Daojin didn't seem to hear her resistance, and said with a smile: "When you're old, it's easy to miss the past, let's go to your hometown to see, after all, it's the place where you have lived since childhood." ”

Jia Jiajia's face returned to calm, and she whispered.

The two of them turned around and headed southwest.

After entering the jungle, the two of them quickened their pace, and they arrived at the place in about half an hour.

Although more than ten years have passed, the appearance of Xiaoshan Village and Dai Daojin's memory has not changed much, he simply glanced at it twice, and he didn't feel much, after all, he only came once to take Jia Jiajia away.

His spiritual power slowly filled the void, and the sound of leaves and wind slowly intertwined, playing a breathtaking sound.

Dai Daojin turned his head to look at the little girl, only to see the little girl's eyes lowered, and her gaze fell on the small courtyard in the east.

The original dilapidated three-room earthen house has completely collapsed and is in ruins, with green grass on it, and it is faintly visible that people once lived here.

Jia Jiajia listened to the sound of the wind in her ears, her eyes were slightly dazed, and her mind unconsciously began to recall the past, bullying and whipping, cold and hunger...... The scenes have been forgotten, but now they are clearly imprinted in my head, as if they were just yesterday.

"Click......"

The little girl's finger joints were tightly clenched, pinched and crisp, the pinched knuckles turned white, her body trembled, and her breath began to rapid.

"Poof......

The surging energy spread from the little girl, blowing the leaves on the ground and rolling.

Dai Daojin stood aside and watched quietly, the little girl had very good qualifications, she was able to enter the four realms at a young age, and she also had divine power.

But since entering the King Kong realm a few years ago, Dai Daojin has found a problem, the little girl's spirit and spirit three treasures, "essence" and "qi" have a deep foundation, but only "god" can not go hand in hand, it can be described as vain and uncertain, it is a hidden danger.

On weekdays, due to the cover of "essence" and "qi", there is no real life-and-death fight against the enemy, so it has little impact. But if you really meet a master of profound Taoism, this hidden danger will be infinitely magnified.

And the subsequent finger mystery, celestial phenomena, and even land gods, pay more attention to the cultivation of "gods", if you don't make up for it at this time, you may be able to enter the finger mysteries and celestial phenomena in the future, but there is no possibility of entering the land gods, and the ship will be difficult to turn around.

Dai Daojin thought about it, connected with Jia Jiajia's character, and understood that this child seemed to have forgotten the past, but he still did not let go of the shadow of his childhood when he was a child.

This is the inner demon on the path of martial arts cultivation.

That's why Dai Daojin made this trip.

It is better to be blocked, and it is better to completely release the depression in the heart.

Jia Jiajia came back to her senses, and was horrified to find that she was back in the nightmare of the broken thatched hut, the cold wind outside the house howled, pouring into the house, making her shiver in shabby clothes, she gritted her teeth and straightened her numb legs, and tried to walk to the corner, which was the only place to hide from the wind.

Everything went back to the way it was, and she was a little stunned, as if there was something in her mind, and she felt that she shouldn't be here.

But the truth told her that if she didn't cook again, her father would soon come home after drinking in the dark and beat her up again.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shake her body, instinctively dragged her immature body of four or five years old, walked out of the hut, and came to the kitchen, as if the memory of her body, without thinking, when she came back to her senses, a simple meal had been prepared.

Her throat twitched, and her body told her that she was hungry for the food in front of her, why did she feel shabby?

She felt that when she was thinking about things, there were some changes, and she couldn't say which ones were specific.

"Dead girl, is the meal ready?, hurry up and serve it to Lao Tzu, you ...... lose money," a fierce and drunk man shouted loudly in the small courtyard.

Jia Jiajia's body shook instinctively, but her eyes were cold, and her eyes fell on the firewood knife in the corner.