I'm really sorry.,I'm going to take the exam soon.,Failing to ruin everything.,Can't be cautious.,This is also an extra.,Three chapters tomorrow.。

As night fell, the enemy lit piles and piles of bonfires, which seemed to be more numerous and brighter than any other night. The firelight flickered on the gray plain, like bright pearls.

The countless bonfires looked like they were bursting out of the ground from beneath the ground.

In stark contrast, in the city, the doors and windows of every house are closed, and all the lights have been extinguished.

This is a strange reversal phenomenon: the city of Blue Rain is dark and deadly silent, while the surrounding fields are brightly lit and full of life.

Soon the wind picked up. The wind blew from the west for several hours, constantly transmitting information about the movements of the invaders, the creaking of siege carts, the continuous neighing of troops and horses, and the wails of captured villagers and the smell of campfires with the smell of mutton fat.

Then, suddenly, all of this vanished at an unnatural rate, and there was an eerie silence all around.

At this time, a young man in light clothes was sitting high on the top of the hundreds of years old Blue Rain City, looking at this secular ancient city that was already full of holes.

Yanyu Tower is said to be a big salt merchant from the south of the Yangtze River in order to win the smile of the beauty, and used a lot of manpower and material resources, and rose from the ground overnight, the tower became a beautiful woman laughing, and gave the name Yanyu. It's just that at this time, the boy's thoughts ran far, far away, which can be seen from the smile that has been in tears.

This salt tower stands on the side of this majestic blue rain city wall, so it is more perceptible that the smoke in the air is filling wildly.

If it weren't for the lack of young people, enough strength, perhaps, today will witness the birth of a kingdom, this gang of bandits outside the city shows the organization and discipline that most bandits and bandits are difficult to have, but, unfortunately, today they will completely lose the possibility of continuing, let alone developing and growing.

Because, they met him, met a man whose head was full of hatred!,

By the way, this young man named He Qishu, who was born and raised, lived by eating hundreds of meals in the Hundred Beasts Village, and left his hometown at the age of sixteen under the eyes of the villagers, at that time he never thought that this farewell would be a dead farewell.

Because of his physical fitness and diligence, he was accepted as a true disciple by the subjective Heavenly Dao people of the Great Sect of the Guantian Sect.

Yesterday, he officially established the identity of the Seven Trees, that is, the Young Sect Master! It was at this time that he was told that his hometown, the Hundred Beast Village, had actually been overseen by the Blood.

The murderer is a group of unknown mortal rogues, this is unbelievable, He Qishu was born to know yin and yang and know the principles of heaven, and he can clearly feel the magic and extraordinaryness of Baishou Village, which is not something that can be shaken by the ordinary and reckless martial arts.

It's just that this can make the entire Seventh State's Hegemony Heavenly Sect want to prevaricate the forces of Zhiwu's past, and if you think about it a little, you can see that this is not something that he, a little cultivator who has just stepped on the road of immortality, can worry about, at least not now, let alone take revenge, so this gang of rogues naturally became He Qishu's punching bag.

As for the real mastermind behind the scenes, let's let him be happy for a while, although he is powerful, but fortunately, our little Qishu has an amazing physique and a very cool master, who only needs to devote himself to cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is not a problem to become an immortal and an ancestor, and then it will be the beginning of another battle of heavenly fortune.

The young man sat at the top of the tower, blowing a cold wind, and his mind was still thinking about the coronation ceremony specially prepared for him by the master yesterday.

At that ceremony with a hundred birds and a phoenix, at first, the entire division, including the seven trees, was all happy, this is the innate constitution of the young man - the evil body of a hundred beasts. However, although these beasts were extremely powerful, they were theoretically not possible for humans to possess at all, but they were all carried away by joy and did not seem to notice this.

Because of the formation of the evil body of the beasts, it takes millions of evil beasts to be fed with their own essence and blood willingly every day, which is very difficult, and there are only three cases in history, all of which are the sons of the demon gods, and in the end, all of them are the achievements of the demon emperor, although the demon emperor is nothing in the eyes of the master of the He Qishu family, but after all, he is still standing at the top of the pyramid, which is also extremely remarkable!

However, it was obvious that He Qishu did not conform to this unwritten rule, because he was not the son of the demon god of Na Laoshizi, not even a demon beast, he was a human with good roots, right? Thinking of this, the young man shook his head, in fact, he was not quite sure.

However, his intuition told him that it was all about Baishou Village. Whenever the boy thought of this, the anger in the boy's eyes would be deeper.

After careful calculation, it has been two years since he left the village, but everything in the village is still clearly remembered in the mind of this young man who has just turned 18 years old, and it still appears in his dreams from time to time.

After the ceremony, when all the guests had retreated, he learned that the Hundred Beasts Village had been slaughtered, and there was not a single household left behind, and the fire had burned everything.

This made the young man who was still immersed in joy very sad, and he passed out directly, and did not regain consciousness until the early hours of this morning, and the explanation given by the master was that there was a stream of rogues who did not open their eyes and committed this monstrous evil!

Although he didn't refute it, his frowning brows showed that the young man was suspicious of his master, and it wasn't until his master shook his head at him that he accepted this irresponsible statement verbally, and didn't question it publicly, after all, he was under the fence!

The sound of "bang" cannon rang out, interrupting the boy's thoughts. So, looking at He Qishu, who was burning and looting the rogues below, put on the bronze mask given by the village, jumped down, and the massacre began.

One after another red plum blossoms splashed, and Qishu carefully felt the pleasure of killing, but his heart was uncomfortable to death. Even though this thief deserves to die.

So who's behind it, wait, I'll let you know what's really terrifying!! The boy said silently.

ps: I'm also a newcomer, I've written a few short stories on other platforms intermittently before, and this is the first book to write a million words. When I was a child, I picked up a pen and said, I don't know if it was to myself or the air, "Look, I'm going to write something, but naturally I didn't stick to it."

Today, it is not the same-determined, do one thing, pay attention to the beginning and the end. It's a graffiti work.,Just because you want to write it.,It's not appropriate to say it's a dream.,It's only a yearning for writing something.,Maybe there will be a lot of shortcomings.,But,It's not a difficult thing.,People will always grow.。

Afterwards, there will be a special side story.