Thousands of miles away, the capital of Siam.

In an office of the Siam Ministry of Defense, Admiral Song Boon stared at a screen in front of him that showed the current situation in Thanh Lai in real time, and next to him sat Colonel Shanpo Tila, who was in the Privy Council's Supervision Department.

Flames swept through the city like the tropical monsoons of Southeast Asia, and the red flames and gray-black smoke became the main tone of the city, and tens of thousands of residents fled in all directions, crying and fleeing to leave this hell on earth.

Such a tragic picture had no effect on Songwen and Hillside Tira, both of whom sat up straight, looking at every detail of the picture with full attention, trying to find the victor between Jung and Ponscher.

Because of the relationship between the flames and the smoke, Ponche and Jung's fight was completely blocked, and they have not seen the final result until now.

Suddenly, the picture moved, and the camera sharply zoomed in to the north of Qinglai City, to a person.

After a few seconds, the face of this person was finally clearly shown in the picture, it was Pang Xie's face, although it was blackened by the smoke and fire, and the clothes on his body were burned in a few places, but he was still alive, and even judging from the look on his face, he was still alive and well.

General Songwen's heart sank deeply, and he looked at this picture blankly, two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, wetting the straight military uniform on his body.

"General Songwen, I am now officially representing ......" Seeing this scene, Shanpo Tira took a deep breath, got up and said to Songwen.

"You go out first. Song Wen's voice was extremely dry, and then he said: "You don't have to ask, I will change my clothes and go to the Privy Council with you." ”

"Yes, General. Shanpo Tira nodded, turned and exited General Songwen's office, not the slightest rude.

General Song Boon was born in a famous Siamese family, although he is finished, but the power of the family is still strong, it is okay to detain him, but to show disrespect in the process, I am afraid that afterwards, the hillside will not have any good results.

A few minutes later, General Songwen had not yet come out, and Shanpo Tira was a little worried, and asked outside the door, "General Songwen, please ......"

Bang!

Suddenly a gunshot rang out in the office, and Shanpo Tira's face turned pale, and he didn't care about anything else, kicked open the door, rushed in, and saw General Songwen lying on his back on his seat, with a bloody hole in his temple, and he had already killed himself by drinking bullets.

"Huh?"

Hillside Tila stood at the door in a daze, the blood was about to be cold, the person did not bring it back, and no confession was recorded, the bigwigs of the Privy Council would not be satisfied, they must be very disappointed in him, General Songwen committed suicide, and his family would not bear this breath, and would definitely find a way to clean him up.

As the person directly responsible for questioning General Songwen, he will surely become a victim if he is dissatisfied with both sides.

In other words, he's finished.

In fact, it wasn't just him who thought of this, but behind him, two of his attendants thought of it too, and quietly retreated a few steps back, as if avoiding the plague, far away from the hillside Tira.

......

After Pang Xie left Qinglai City, he walked aimlessly to the north.

He doesn't know where to go now, Tie Xingyun's revenge has been avenged, there is nothing else for the time being, the reward promised by Yao Guangxiao has been given, there is no need to find someone from "Xiangliu", Yue Qingyan has seen it, he doesn't plan to go to "Reverse Scale", and there is no need to go back to Chunming Mansion, as for Chang'an Mansion, he just left not long ago, and now he doesn't know what to do when he goes back.

Or let's go around the world, Huaguo has a vast area, and he still has many places that he hasn't been to, just go around, by the way, look for the Shenzhou spiritual cave recorded in "Dianqinglu", and see if there is any place to store aura, in addition, try to find Tie Qingyu, and think of completing this last wish for Tie Xingyun.

Thinking of this, Pang Xie stepped up his efforts and hurried towards Huaguo, planning to rush to Huaguo before tonight, find a store with the right taste, and have a good meal.

Under the repeated battles, he not only exerted a lot of physical strength, but even his stomach growled with hunger.

More than two hours later, Pang Xie rushed to the junction of Huaguo and Siam, and not far in front of him was the national border, and the lights of the Chinese army sentry posts in the distance could be roughly seen.

Pang Xie nodded slightly, turned around and went to the jungle, when he went to Siam, it was "Xiangliu" who arranged a helicopter to send him over, and when he came back at this time, he did not have documents on his body, and it was troublesome to clear customs from the front, so it was better to find a path.

Of course, the path in his eyes, in the eyes of others, is basically difficult for birds to cross, and apes lament.

Half an hour later, Pang Xie entered the territory of Hua and came to Tai Barana Si, a city on the southwestern border of Hua Guo.

At this time, it is late, the sunset has already set, the jade rabbit has risen, the tourists on the street are gradually sparse, and most of the roadside shops have closed.

He looked left and right on the side of the street to see what he had to eat, but found that the shops that were still open were either vegetarian food, or local rice noodles and bait in Nanzhao, although the taste was good, but for him who was in a hurry to fill his stomach, it was a little light.

Not long after walking forward, Pang Xie's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw that not far ahead, at the end of the street and alley, there was actually a barbecue stall, and the barbecue master was a bearded Liangzhou man, who was holding a handful of barbecue meat and shouting hard.

Pang Xie was overjoyed, walked a few steps to the barbecue stall, found a seat and sat down, and without hesitation, he pointed at the barbecue master and shouted, "Boss, barbecue!"

More than an hour later, the table next to Ponsie was filled with beer bottles and iron skewers.

The barbecue master looked at Pang Xie dumbfounded, hesitated for a while, walked over, and said, "Brother, have you eaten enough?"

Pang Xie smiled and said, "Not yet, just go up." ”

"This ...... This ......" The barbecue master said with a painful face: "You have eaten more than a thousand skewers, I have finished roasting today's meat, if you want to eat again, I can only roast the whole sheep for you." ”

Pang Xie nodded, took out a wad of money from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said, "Okay, then you go quickly, I just think the meat skewers are small, and I can't enjoy eating them!"

The barbecue master was stunned, counted the money on the table, put it away, and turned around to set up the fat sheep.

"Good appetite!" After the barbecue master left, a young man paced over from the darkness, sat down opposite Pang Xie, unceremoniously grabbed a barbecue meat, tasted it and said, "The craftsmanship is good, the meat is ordinary, it seems that you are hungry." ”

Pang Xie glanced at him and said, "You know you're still robbing me?"

The young man laughed and said, "Okay, I won't rob you, hurry up and eat, and follow me after eating!"

"Where are you going?" Pang Xie was stunned, his eyes swept towards the person in front of him, but he found that this person was ordinary in blood and muscles, and he did not look like a person in cultivation.

"Of course I'm going to report against the scales, haven't you already passed the exam?" didn't the examiner tell you?" the young man asked rhetorically.

"You say this, I'm not going to go against the scales. Ponzer said calmly.

"Oh, can you tell me why?" asked the young man.

Pang Xie was not polite, and said directly: "I heard that you have seven major precepts against the scales, and everyone must abide by them. In my opinion, the seven precepts are all shackles, and the cultivators who practice all their lives seek great freedom, and they already have to face many difficulties.

After saying this, he had expected that the young man would have an ugly face, if not a rage.

"Well said!"

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, the young man looked excited, and slapped the table hard, and the iron skewers and wine bottles on the table crackled.

"Huh?"

"When the seven precepts were first set, not long after the founding of the Chinese country, the reverse scale had just been established, and the situation forced it to be so, but now that decades have passed, the situation in the world has changed early, and the seven precepts have long been outdated, if it weren't for some people being stubborn, these seven precepts would have been changed a long time ago!" the young man said loudly.

"Oh. ”

"In this case, you come with me, and we will go back to the scales together, and change these seven precepts sooner or later!" said the young man in a loud voice.

"......" Pang Xie was speechless.

Before he could say anything more, the young man grabbed his wrist and let out a soft whistle, and a sword light shot up into the sky, enveloping the two of them and flying straight to the southeast!

"Hey, hey!"

In mid-air, Pang Xie couldn't help but ask: "Isn't there a precept that requires silence in the midst of the scales? Don't show your cultivation in the secular world, why do you ......?"

"Hahaha!" the young man laughed heartily and shouted, "Didn't I say it, I wanted to change these seven precepts a long time ago, but I still can't keep them?"

"Oh, dare to ask the sir's name?" asked Ponsei.

"You call me Donghai Lin San!" said the young man.

Between the two of them talking, a sword light went straight to the southeast, and after a while, Pang Xie suddenly let out a miserable cry: "The fat sheep I just asked for, I haven't had time to eat it yet!"