What the three-foot Qingfeng refers to is the end of the wind and snow, there is purgatory on earth, starting from Changling County, Gu Qingci has imagined countless pictures in his mind, he has tried his best to make mental preparations, but, until this moment, he does not know how miserable the people here are under the butcher's knife of the Northern Desert people.

He didn't have any thoughts in his mind now, he only knew that the four words of anger and rush to the crown were no longer enough to write the anger in his heart, he wanted to kill, he was very thirsty now, he wanted to drink blood, he galloped his horse, he was in the front, he rose up from a distance, a sword slashed, collided with a fine machete, jumped on his knees, kicked at the horse's head, slid sideways with the knife, cut off several fingers of the charging pawn, and without waiting for the man to cry his father and call his mother, he picked off a head.

Without stopping, Gu Qing rolled on the ground, blocking and killing the other nearest Northern Desert soldier. The front foot hit the ground, and the clone corpse in the back rolled to the side.

The Northern Desert soldiers finally fully reacted, roaring in unison, mingling, and splashing snow balls flying around.

Gu Qingci rushed straight into battle.

Bai Xi was like a snowball surging, one after another was shining, and the sound of entering the flesh always stopped abruptly, he was covered in blood, but it was not enough, because he only wanted to kill people now.

It was not until this moment that the county soldiers of Changling County rushed under the leadership of Pang Shilong, and the purgatory-like scene in the world fell into a pair of red eyes, without much feeling, everyone rushed over, Pang Shilong took the lead, like chopping a watermelon, without any mercy, these people deserve to die!

There are five or six thousand county soldiers in Changling County, although they are not as elite as these Northern Desert soldiers, but Gu Qingci is at the forefront, like a mad demon, every time the sword goes down, one person will fall, and the Northern Desert soldiers here are only a hundred, under the siege and interception of thousands of people, they can't splash the slightest wave at all, and they are all dead in less than a stick of incense.

The corpses are all over the field, the blood is flowing like a river, none of the corpses of the Northern Desert soldiers are complete, the snowflakes are fluttering, and everything is quickly annihilated, only the bright red and dazzling on the ground, and Ma Shilian and the people put the corpses of the villagers together.

In this village, there are hundreds of people, but there are only twenty or thirty people who are still alive, and their relatives are all in the mountains of corpses, and no other sound can be heard except crying.

Gu Qingci killed twenty or thirty people with one sword and one person, and it wasn't until the last centurion was tortured and killed by him that he calmed down, the sword in his hand was broken, and this was the third one.

No one spoke, thousands of people stood quietly, they all looked at Gu Qingci, and Gu Qingci, who was standing quietly in the snow, held the broken sword and looked at the pile of corpses, these were hundreds of lives, all of them were the people under his rule, but now, they are all dead, and even the corpses are warm, and this way is already the third village.

In just one day, there are thousands of people who will never wake up again, these corpses keep slamming Gu Qingci's heart, it's not that he hasn't seen dead people, and even he calculated how many people died before, but that's different.

The previous two clans and a gang were different from these people, completely different, those people died, although Gu Qingci was a little shocked, but few of those people were clean, and if they died, they died.

But now these ordinary people, these people, they have been sunrise and sunset all their lives, repeating the same life every day, occasionally making a little money, they are satisfied, and when they learn that Changling County has a county order that will redress the grievances of the people, they will laugh very happily, and say everywhere that Lord Gu is the master of Qingtian.

Gu Qingci also saw someone set up an immortal tablet for him in many houses, how cute these people are, obviously they haven't even seen the face of the county honor, just because Gu Qingci killed the two clans and a gang for his own life, just because Gu Qingci shouted loudly, they believed it, and they really thought that the county lord was risking his life for them.

These people sang the praises of Gu Qingci, and some people went to the county government to kowtow to Gu Qingci, they had seen Gu Qingci, as long as they saw him on the street, no matter how far away, they would come to greet him, and when they educate their children, they will say that Master Gu is a good official and a benefactor......

In the hearts of the people, Gu Qingci is the protector, Gu Qingci himself thinks so, he thinks he has done a good job, he has a clear conscience, but now, right under his nose, the people are dead, and he seems to have a plan, in fact, it is useless.

The wind blew very strongly, making Gu Qingci very uncomfortable, he slowly walked to those corpses, bent his knees slightly, and knelt down, his kneeling frightened everyone.

Pang Shilong reacted the fastest, hurriedly ran over and prepared to grab Gu Qingci, and said, "My lord, you ......"

Gu Qingci stopped Pang Shilong, his tone was cold, and he said: "I have a great responsibility for their death, I Gu Qingci will not kneel to the sky or the ground, but, I owe them a kneel!"

The cold snowflakes fell on Gu Qingci's body, slowly melting into water, Gu Qingci slowly kowtowed, his knees were already soaked with snow water, he slowly stood up, and swept everyone at a glance, with perseverance in his eyes.

"Brush"

Gu Qingci suddenly pulled out Pang Shilong's waist knife, held the blade of the knife with his left hand, and slashed hard, blood poured out, falling on the snow drop by drop, he turned a blind eye and shouted loudly: "Today, I, Gu Qingci, swear by blood, as long as I don't die, I will definitely pay for the blood debt of the people of the Northern Desert!"

Gu Qingci is a first-class martial artist, his voice made by internal force has spread far and wide, and it can be heard by everyone, Gu Qingci is a county order, a jinshi, a parent official and a scholar, his identity is higher than everyone here, his words and his oath are full of contagion.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

The sound that resounded through the sky, high in the wind and snow, was the oath of thousands of people.

"Blood Debt and Blood Repayment ......"

These four words, one after another, everyone melted their anger into the shout, and at this moment, Gu Qingci could clearly feel the invisible power.

Not far away, Qin Keqing stood quietly, she had been following Gu Qingci, but she didn't make a move, she didn't know what reason to make a move, she had always ignored all this, but now looking at the not majestic back in the wind and snow, her heart actually had a little throbbing.

She felt very frightened, she didn't understand why there were waves in her heart, looking at Gu Qingci, she muttered, "Why, what's the point of this?"

"Because you are a sword riddle, you don't understand, because he is Gu Qingci, he understands that you are obsessed with swords, and he uses swords to protect what he wants to protect, so, his sword path is farther than yours!"

An old voice suddenly sounded in Qin Keqing's ears, which shocked Qin Keqing, because she didn't realize that she didn't know when a person appeared next to her, it was a thin old man wearing a servant suit, and he had a blood-stained waist knife in his hand.