Liu Congwen's lips pursed and he didn't speak.

"When you ran away in a bad mood, the little young master had a big quarrel with his family, and since then he has traveled alone in the world, as far as Beihai, near ten counties, and the suffering he has suffered is very bearable, and it is not less than you. ”

Pulling Liu Congwen, the old woman in the plain shirt looked back at her, "Now he is the only one left in the Wen family, and no one can stop you, I don't want him to live like this for the rest of his life." ”

"I've been waiting for you for almost twenty years, and it's time for a result. ”

She opened her mouth to say something, and then said nothing.

No matter what you say, from the moment you step into this Dingshui County, it has already been decided.

"This person doesn't have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, and even the meridians are more complicated than ordinary people, are you sure that this person is a person who has achieved cultivation?"

In a warm pavilion, the old woman withdrew her palm, looked at the figure on the bed and frowned.

Applying the liquid pith to the torn wound in the abdomen of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, Liu Congwen said, "He is indeed a cultivator, but he has been injured too much along the way, and he should have some dark diseases to become what he is now." ”

"I hope so," the old woman said slowly, "That source marrow was obtained by the young master by accident a few years ago, which is of great benefit to the dantian meridians, and is a great opportunity for cultivators, but for ordinary people, it is comparable to strong medicine, and it is better to be careful." ”

Liu Congwen nodded, and just wanted to test the body temperature of Emperor Zhu Wu with his hands, but was stopped by the old woman.

"Men and women are not intimate, especially if you are about to become Mrs. Wen, you should pay more attention to your demeanor and keep your distance from ordinary people. ”

The old woman slowly turned her back, "Whether this person can live or not, you have to make a break with your past." ”

"It's going to be a change......

Liu Congwen looked at the pale face of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, and gradually became a little bloody before she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then her eyes looked at the outside world through the window.

The sky, which was originally dim and chaotic, was replaced by a smeared brown cloud like a burning cloud, and the clouds were so low that they seemed to melt into the ground at any moment.

"Everything will pass. Liu Congwen meditated silently in his heart, and at the same time prayed in his heart that the purple-shirted figure could return safely.

The old woman leaned against the door and stopped talking, her eyes calmly looking ahead.

And the breath of the Great Zhu Wuhuang lying on the bed gradually stabilized, and the hideous wound on his abdomen was recovering at a slow but tenacious speed.

For some reason, when the brown clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, a bad premonition began to arise in Liu Congwen's heart.

I don't know how long it took, the wooden door outside the corridor was vigorously pushed open, and a figure like a blood gourd stumbled through the corridor.

The old woman leaning on the door was the first to notice, and when she saw the figure, she trembled and clenched her palms holding the door frame.

Liu Congwen hurriedly supported him from behind, and the old woman stretched out her finger forward, her face was bloodless, "Quick, quick......"

Following the old woman's fingers, Liu Congwen saw a series of blood stains on the ground, as well as the almost dying general soldier.

A bad premonition instantly appeared, and she hurriedly rushed forward and ran in front of the chief soldier, "Wen Bo!"

General Wen, who had already cut off one of his arms, seemed to be unable to hold on anymore after seeing Liu Congwen, and sat on his knees, scarlet blood gushing out of the wound and soaking on the ground with white lines.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Liu Congwen said urgently, and at the same time covered the stubble of General Wen's arm with his hand.

He almost fainted, and pushed Liu Congwen away with one hand, and then said intermittently, "Quick, go quickly......"

"Let's go?" Liu Congwen's heart trembled, as if he realized something, "Where is Wen Nanxin?"

General Wen's face flashed with sadness, "The master is in danger, and he is still resisting the enemy outside the city, delaying time for you." ”

"Since the young master is in danger, why do you want to come back instead of helping him out of trouble?"

"In order to serve the fate of the master's family, I came back Wen Dingyuan to inform Miss Liu to leave here quickly, the farther she goes, the better, and never come back. ”

General Wen's eyes were moist, and large tears mixed with blood rolled down, "Don't think about revenge, live this life well as a civilian." ”

The old woman staggered back a few steps, barely stopped her figure, and said in a trembling voice, "Little young master, little young master, what's wrong with him......"

Mr. Wen stopped talking, tears rolling down his face.

"Okay, okay, since you don't want to say it, then I'll go and see for myself. When the old woman finished speaking, she raised her feet and was about to leave.

However, when he crossed him, he pulled his skirt, and Wen Dingyuan mourned, "Aunt Wen, the main family is no longer good!"

Something seemed to explode in his mind, and all the voices seemed to start to move away from Liu Congwen.

The person who has been confiding his true heart for several hours is now told that he is about to be separated forever, shocked, and unbelievable in his heart.

"No, I'm going to save him, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have come here......" Liu Congwen muttered, and then numbly got up.

"Stop!" the old woman looked ahead, her voice sad, "You are an ordinary person who goes to death and is no different from sending him to death, so you will waste the life of the little young master, leave, leave now!"

"But all this ......," Liu Congwen's eyes gradually turned red, "It's all because of me." ”

The old woman shook her head slowly, her white hair looked extremely lonely at this moment, "It doesn't help." ”

After finishing speaking, the old woman raised her feet and walked forward, and wisps of spiritual power emerged from under her feet, like vines, clinging to every inch of land.

Everything remained the same, but with an indescribable feeling, it quickly withered and grew old.

"After the death of the little master, there is no fixed water in the world. ”

The old woman's figure finally disappeared with the pale golden spiritual power, and the entire Wen Mansion dimmed in an instant, and a cold chill came out of the corridor.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, and the brown cumulus clouds gradually turned crimson, almost dyeing everything crimson.

"Miss Liu, let's go and live well. ”

After saying this, Wen Dingyuan leaned on the railing, found a comfortable position and slowly closed his eyes.

In the huge Wen Mansion, only a thin figure was left standing at this moment.

The sky accumulated thick clouds, and finally a thin and dense curtain of rain fell, and the density seemed to squeeze the last bit of air as well.

The mighty black horse galloped under the clouds, above the thick earth, in the chaotic world.

Stopping the galloping horse under him, Liu Congwen, who had already changed into a black robe, turned around to look at the dark blue towering mountain city.

It's like something will eventually come out of my heart and never exist again.

The figure that occasionally flashed in her mind eventually ceased to be alive.

The raindrops lingered on her face and eventually converged and dripped down, making it impossible to tell whether it was tears or raindrops.

............

"I know you, the youngest Heavenly Realm cultivator in the world, Wen Nanxin, the half-step shackled King of Dingshui County. ”

"As long as you submit to the four princes and hand them over, I will spare you from death. ”

Corpses were scattered, and under the broken and collapsed boulder walls, the ugly-faced long-haired old man did not care about his image at all, and his blood-stained palms leaned forward.

And less than a few meters away from him, Wen Nanxin, who was wearing silver-white armor, had blood on his mouth, supported his body with a spear in one hand to prevent him from falling to the ground, and clenched into a fist with the other, not giving an inch.

Blood soaked the armor on Wen Nanxin's chest, and the injuries that were deep enough to reach the bones were no less than five on his body, but his eyes were still full of contempt.

"Submit to the four princes and hand them over. The long-haired old man approached slowly.

At the same time as he finished speaking, the space behind him was torn, and one by one, the sturdy figures two or three meters tall and wearing black armor walked down the crack and stood on the ground.

Then these sturdy figures slowly parted to the sides, and a strange figure with a black and gold mask on his face and a black saber appeared and looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word.

The long-haired old man was moved when he heard this, and he hurriedly bowed down to the strange figure, "The four princes greet each other, I can't wait for it." ”

The strange figure waved his hand, looked at Wen Nanxin, who was already at the end of the crossbow, and then looked at the long-haired old man and said, "Of the twenty Protoss soldiers who followed you, only died at his hands?"

The long-haired old man's face immediately changed, and he said in panic, "Your Highness, I was also injured, and I definitely didn't retreat half a step." ”

A flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and the strange figure slowly walked in front of Wen Nanxin.

"You killed all my people?"

Wen Nanxin spat out a mouthful of blood, and Lang smiled, "What's the matter, a group of rabble!"

"Flutter-"

With a slight sound, the long black blade easily pierced his heart.

The pupils in his eyes gradually dilated, and hot blood dripped down the corners of his mouth and fell onto the blade.

Drawing his knife back, the spear-like thin figure fell to its knees, blood staining the ground.

"Your Highness is heroic!" the long-haired old man shouted excitedly.

And in the next moment, the kneeling figure slammed the spear at its side and stabbed the strange figure in the back.

Between the lightning and flint, the tip of the sharp spear was in the back of the center of the strange figure, leaving only a faint stab.

Then, the silver-white spear in his hand fell to the ground along with the thin figure.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, and only the long wind in the air whimpered.

The strange figure paused for a moment, then slowly stepped into the city.

As he took a step, the clothes behind him were torn apart.

Under the city walls, which had long since crumbled into rubble, one or two small white flowers swayed in the cracks.

In the palm that has never been opened from beginning to end, it is vaguely visible that it is an iron hairpin.

"Father said that you are gifted and unborn, and I am an ordinary person without spiritual roots, I don't want you to continue like this......"

"I have already told Father Wen, my father and I will leave Wencheng today, you have to cultivate well, I hope to hear your name one day. ”

"You made this iron hairpin for me, and now I will return it to you, the mountain is long, don't see it. ”

Leave at the age of fourteen, and see you at the age of thirty-four.

............

Heavy rain flooded the mountains, leaving Dingshui County, and the next place was the canal.

She imagined that when she went to Qushui County, she was the new county governor of Qushui County, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers, how could she resist those monks who looked like mad dogs.

For a moment, Liu Congwen would think of how lucky it would be if he went out of the city to meet the enemy and die on the battlefield that day.

Tears began to pour out of her eyes uncontrollably, and she opened her mouth and cried silently, letting the tears fall.

"Everything is my fault, please put me down, I'll help you delay some time. ”

A weak voice sounded from behind, and the Great Zhu Wuhuang, who was close to her, said slowly.

Rubbing his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand, Liu Congwen's voice almost collapsed, "Everything is gone, do you think that living is the aftermath of my life in the future? That is better than death! Why, I obviously didn't commit any crimes!"

"I don't want to delay time now, I just want to go to Qushui County and take hundreds of thousands of soldiers to crush all the monks in the world one by one and chop them into pulp!"

The pouring rain slapped on the leaves, muffling out all the sounds.

She may or may not hear it, the weak but firm voice of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang.

"I promise you. ”

Qushui County

Due to the invasion of alien races from outside the world, the canal water at this moment has long been a heavy city.

Almost tilting more than half of the current dynasty's troops and materials, it has already been built into a solid foundation.

But this solidity is maintained on the premise of accumulating human life.

Every time the so-called Protoss emerged from the cracks, hordes of soldiers would go out of the city to meet the enemy, and then invariably die.

Using human lives and corpses to prevent the Protoss from breaking through the county seat of Qushui County, in order to protect Zhongzhou, which has hundreds of millions of living beings.

Every day of the Protoss invasion, the number of soldiers killed was in the six-digit figures, and it was impossible to collect the corpses after the battle.

In order to avoid the occurrence of plagues, after each major battle, soldiers were sent to burn the corpses of the county.

The corpse, which had almost reached halfway up the city wall, burned for ten days and ten nights.

The fierce fire seemed to burn the sky to a boiling point.

The moat had long since dried up, and the ravines were filled with corpses.

As the fly ash fell, there was naturally a black-brown viscous grease, which alone accumulated seven or eight inches on the city walls, not to mention the exposed wells and canal sources in the city.

In the past, the people in Qushui County had already been killed and wounded in the wars again and again, and none of them survived.

Soldiers in heavy iron armor guarded the city walls, and nearly a million heavy soldiers guarded them.

From a distance, I saw a blackened and cracked earth under the crimson sky, and on top of this earth, a black city stood in it.

It's not in purgatory, it's like purgatory.

When the tired horse's hooves set foot on this barren land, Liu Congwen's eyes were only left with revenge.

Taking out the bloodstained edict, Liu Congwen urged the horse into the city.

Entering the city, surrounded by all the soldiers, the provisional general of Qushui County did not recognize the authenticity of the edict after reading it.

Without waiting for him to refute, Liu Congwen directly drew a knife and cut off his head.

Blood spurted out of the cavity, she held a knife in one hand and an edict in the other, and there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the city, and no one dared to refute.

The Great Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, who was standing beside her, quietly let go of the palm that clenched the hilt of the sword, and together with hundreds of thousands of soldiers, he welcomed Liu Congwen as the king of canals.