The winter wind and heavy snow of the ancient road dyed the whole world white.

"Drive!"

In the snowstorm, a middle-aged woman drove a horse-drawn carriage on the official road.

"Childe, there is Huang Guo not far ahead!" the middle-aged woman turned around and whispered into the carriage.

This middle-aged woman was the monk of the late stage of foundation building who was subdued by Chu Cheng, and along the way, she relied on a carriage to drive, and after more than a month, she finally came to the border of the Yellow Kingdom.

After Chu Cheng advanced to the middle stage of foundation building, he never encountered a single attack. But in order to save some trouble, I deliberately got a carriage.

With a monk in the late stage of foundation building as a coachman, even a condensate monk will not probe at will. Generally speaking, only condensate monks who can drive in the later stage of foundation building have this qualification.

A white hand lifted the curtain on the carriage and looked at the city wall.

Time has destroyed its vicissitudes, but it still stands tall and guards the Yellow Kingdom.

Chu Cheng looked at this city wall, his eyes were complicated, revealing his thoughts.

Five years later, he was finally home again. In a sense, he is not from the Yellow Kingdom, but his relatives in this life are in the Yellow Kingdom, and where there are relatives, it is his home.

Here, there are the old marquis, parents, Chu Lan, and Ling'er.......

They are Chu Cheng, the closest people in this life.

"Let's go. Chu Cheng pulled down the curtain and sighed. This trip back to the Yellow Kingdom is just to see his family, and after this side, it will be the time for him to escape.

Chu Cheng was now being hunted down by the righteous path, and when he sacrificed such evil things as the seven-colored sky fan, he knew that he could no longer stay in the sect.

A condensation elder was killed in the sect, which was a never-ending matter. If it weren't for Chu Cheng's sacrifice of the seven-colored firmament fan, there would still be a chance to explain. But nowadays, it's useless to explain it.........

The carriage drove through the snow, making long marks along the way, and after a quarter of an hour, it finally came to the city gate.

"Phew!" the middle-aged woman pulled the reins, slowed down, and slowly drove towards the city gate.

The city gates are stained with green spots, and after the invasion of time, they are still solid.

Here, it became the North Pass Fortress, when the general of the Huang State Ao Guang, attacked the military camp of the Monument State and shot the commander of the Monument State, and killed the 130,000 Monument Army, but almost the entire army was wiped out, and returned with less than a thousand horsemen.

Beisai Pass, with its rugged road, is the most solid checkpoint of the Yellow Kingdom, and it is also the lifeline of the Yellow Kingdom.

On the city wall, there is a skull, which has been eroded by time and wind, and only white bones remain.

The owner of this head was none other than Ao Guang, the general of the Huang Kingdom.

"A generation of loyalty, just died in vain. ”

Chu Cheng saw the skull hanging on the city wall through the gap in the curtain, and sighed softly.

Since ancient times, he has been loyal and good in troubled times, but he has never ended well.

"Who's coming?"

At this time, the leader of the general stopped the carriage, and the soldiers behind him were on full alert.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged woman's face sank, and she became a little displeased.

Even mere mortals dare to block the path of the monks of the foundation, and this is anger.

She was about to exert her power when a magnetic voice came from inside the carriage.

"Naturally, it's Huang Guoren. Chu Cheng's voice came from inside the carriage, gentle and calm, like a spring breeze.

But in the next moment, all the soldiers who were present defending the city seemed to have fallen into an ice pool.

The entire sky was black, and black and bloodshot things fell from mid-air.

It's as if it's not snowing, it's raining heads!

"These are the people of the Monument Country!" The leader looked at the dense human heads on the ground, and he was also terrified in his heart.

There are at least a thousand heads on the ground, and one of them is still the flag guard of the Monument Country.

What's even more surprising is where do these heads come from? This carriage is obviously large, but it can't hide the number of thousands.

"The eldest grandson of the Marquis of Wuling, Chu Cheng brought the heads of a thousand stele generals to sacrifice the general!"

A long howl blew the wind and snow and scattered the head on the city wall.

Turned to ashes, and with this snow, returned to the earth, and rested forever.

In everyone's astonishment. The carriage began to pick up speed and entered the city.

It wasn't until a long time before the soldiers came back to their senses in shock.

"The grandson of the Marquis of Wu Ling...... Wu Linghou!" The leader suddenly remembered something, and his face changed wildly.

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Huangzhai County, located in the middle of the Yellow Kingdom, is the richest place except for Junlan City.

It was getting late, and the twilight sun was dyeing the white snow. The afterglow faintly shone on the brightly colored pavilions, adding a bit of hazy beauty to the prosperous city in front of you.

In the middle of the building, Fenghua Building, among the largest restaurants in Huangzhai County, a man in white sat at a table by the window.

Behind him, a middle-aged woman, stood respectfully.

Chu Cheng poured a glass of wine and drank it all, the hot and spicy taste melted away a little of the chill on his body.

A few months of dusty and tiring. Chu Cheng simply stayed under this city to rest for one night.

For some reason, he was a little sad tonight, perhaps because he missed it. Maybe it's because he was born in a small town called Huangzhai Town.

Huangzhai County, Huangzhai Town. It's just a difference of one word, but two worlds apart, and it's countless light years.

"Li Ying, sit down. Chu Cheng sighed and spoke slowly.

"Yes, Childe. "This middle-aged woman's name is Li Ying, and she is an inner sect elder of a medium-sized sect in the Dashan Mountain Range.

She was allowed to walk over to Chu Cheng and sit down.

There was a lot of food on the table, but the two of them had no appetite. Just drinking.

Li Ying looked at the white-clothed young man in front of her, and already understood something in her heart.

When she first saw Chu Cheng, she faintly felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

In the past month of getting along, I finally remembered the true identity of this person.

This person is the disciple of the Demon Valley who opened up the situation in Qingzhou!

Entering the WTO with the fourth layer of Qi Gathering, infiltrating the Luoyun Sect, one of the Four Immortal Sects, and killing a mid-stage condensate monk after five years.

It is rumored by outsiders that this generation of Demon Valley disciples is a condensation monk who has been killed by gathering qi to successfully kill, and the realm is at least thirteen layers. Even the fourteenth floor, and further up, I don't dare to think about it.

The fifteenth layer of Qi Gathering, after the Great Dao, is a respected existence in the Qingzhou Continent. Even if you have the power of all the golden pills against one enemy, you can be sure that you will retreat with your whole body.

But Chu Cheng's realm is obviously in the middle stage of foundation building, how can a person who was only a few months ago gather qi to achieve this realm.

Li Ying felt that it was this Chu Cheng who had already built the foundation in the middle stage, so he attacked and killed a condensate monk. Because, even if a thousand Qi Gathering Cultivators combined, it is impossible to hurt a condensation master.

However, with the middle stage of foundation building and killing condensate, across a large realm, this is really too strong and terrifying.

Chu Cheng's horror was something she had personally experienced, and the two foundation building monks were powerless to resist him when they met him.

"What's wrong, it's not appetizing?" Chu Cheng took a bite of the dish, chewed it carefully and swallowed it. Seeing that the woman had not moved, she asked.

"No, it's just that I haven't tasted the world for too long. Li Ying sandwiched a small piece of meat and put it in the red lips.

For their monks, they have already opened the valley, and they just eat some occasionally.

"I've heard that the rivers and lakes of mortal dust are to eat meat in large pieces and drink wine in large gulps. Chu Cheng thought for a while, and said loudly: "Xiao Er! Twenty pounds of spirits!"

"Childe is huge!" Li Ying smiled lightly, her eyes narrowed into a moon curve.

Now that she has become a blood slave, she has naturally become Chu Cheng's most trusted confidant, and the two have become a lot closer.

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked over and took the dishes on the table one after another, and after a while, he brought over a large plate of sauced beef and ten jars of spirits.

Chu Cheng picked up an altar, lifted the lid and pushed it in front of Li Ying, and said with a smile: "You have eight altars, and I have two altars." ”

"........" Li Ying just stuffed the beef into her mouth and fell out in a daze.

Chu Cheng smiled, this was naturally a joke he was talking about.

The entrance of the spirits, the hall was full of red flowers, and his face became red in an instant.

Eating meat in large chunks and drinking wine in large gulps is not a romance in the rivers and lakes, but a dissipation of loneliness and loneliness.

He was homesick....... Those two homes.

The sun was setting and the afterglow was gone, and the streets were lit up.

The two drank a lot of wine, the most was Chu Cheng, who drank nine altars, but Li Ying only drank a few sips.

At this moment, applause rang out in the restaurant.

Seeing a storyteller, sitting in front of a special table and stool, he patted the wood and said: "The north wind is cold overnight, the stratus clouds are thick, the snow is drifting in the sky, and the evil traitors are all gone." ”

"In other words, a month ago, Wu Linghou rebelled ........"