Gu Xiaojing said that it was false to be unmoved in her heart, after all, this was in the territory of Daqin, and someone dared to release such disrespectful words, I don't know whether to say that his courage is commendable, or that he doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

"Okay, let's not talk about revenge now, let's find a way to protect ourselves first. Ling Juefeng suffered this catastrophe, there will definitely be some chickens and dogs who want to come and fish in troubled waters. Liu Yu said.

Xia Tu glanced at this kid, drink, you're not done yet?

"Miss Gu, you said that the Great Qin Emperor issued a decree at the beginning, I don't know what it is?"

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Gu Xiaojing's tone became much softer, and she said lightly: "She wants all the cultivators of the Qin State to be registered. ”

......

"Emperor Qin has an order that all the cultivators in the state capital should register with the official government, and mark their own cultivation and the exercises they have practiced. Those who violate this order, Ling Juefeng is their fate!"

An old eunuch with a white face and beard and gray hair shouted in a raised voice.

The various high-ranking officials under the seat looked at each other, and complained bitterly in their hearts, you must know that there will be some hard bones more or less in their own jurisdiction, although now His Majesty has led people to level Ling Juefeng, but some people just don't open their eyes, and their own strength alone is really not enough.

"Hmph, we know what you're thinking. The old eunuch snorted and sneered, and then said: "Your Majesty specially sent three hundred flying phoenix guards to assist you, this is Your Majesty's pro-army, so we don't need to talk about the strength." At the mention of Fei Fengwei, his face was full of arrogance.

The old eunuch and Fei Fengwei actually don't have much to do with it, but he serves in front of the emperor, the emperor's strength is strong, and the old eunuch can also be pretending to be a tiger and be majestic in front of others.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Ling Caiwei, the leader of the Flying Phoenix Guard. ”

At this moment, a man stood out from behind the old eunuch, wearing a gold helmet with openwork lotus and a ruby in the middle, shining brightly. Dressed in eight dragon purple and gold armor, a bright chain battle skirt, and fiery wisps of sky combat boots. Hanging three feet from his waist, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd. The appearance is as cold and glamorous as Chang'e in the moon, and the majesty is like a Yum general.

Ling Caiwei stood on the stone slab with a loud voice, her fierce eyes swept over the high-ranking officials, and everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to look at them. There was a disdainful snort in his heart: "Feifengwei listens to the order and works with all the adults to complete His Majesty's imperial decree, but whoever does not obey it will be killed!"

At this killing word exit, everyone only felt a cool air rushing up the back of their backs to the top of their heads, and at that moment, they seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Without waiting for the officials to react, Ling Caiwei ordered again: "Let's go." ”

......

"Isn't this good? These cultivators in the province rely on their own cultivation to do evil outside. Xia Tu said suspiciously. He felt that the new emperor had some means, and everyone was registered, which was equivalent to invisibly putting a shackle on these people, and he had to think about what he wanted to do in the future.

Gu Xiaojing shook her head, it's good, of course it's good for Emperor Daqin, it's not only good for rule, but also easy to manage. But that's not the case for these idle cranes.

What is the act of cultivation? Become an immortal and become a saint, worship the Buddha and call the ancestors! It can be summed up in two words: freedom. Doing whatever I want is the ultimate goal of these practitioners.

Seeing that Gu Xiaojing didn't speak, Xia Tu thought that her words had made her angry again, and hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that...... Don't get me wrong, I ......."

"It doesn't matter. ”

Xia Tu secretly hated his broken mouth, what was he talking about all day long, the girl still had a sea of blood and hatred, how could I still praise the future enemy?

He glanced back and forth, trying to find a new topic to distract Gu Xiaojing's attention.

Hey?

"Ahem, Liu Yu, didn't you say before that you have a master-apprenticeship relationship with the Innocent True Spirit? Now that I'm here, when are you going to kowtow to your master?" Xia Tu smiled evilly, with a look of teasing.

Liu Yu didn't know why he suddenly mentioned himself, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he sneered: "When I am a master, I don't even have cultivation, what can you teach me?"

Xia Tu suddenly hated itchy, this stinky boy, when he was beaten, he was a master, and now he came to mock me? He blushed and shouted, "Don't you beg me then?"

"I'll beg you? ”

Xia Tu ignored this guy, turned his head and said to Gu Xiaojing, "Miss Gu......"

"Call me by name. ”

"Oh, oh...... Okay, Gu ...... Xiaojing, what are you going to do next?"

"What's next? I don't know. Gu Xiaojing said with a wry smile, Ling Juefeng's Dao system was broken, and she couldn't accept tens of thousands of years of inheritance on her own, and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was also burned by the heavenly fire, and she didn't know what to do next.

"In that case, why don't we build a house first?" Xia Tu couldn't stand sleeping in the open air, he missed his plank bed very much now.

"Build a house?"

"That's right, your sect station should be a good place, let's just rebuild it. "Shatu is rightfully authentic.

"But the Qin Emperor ......"

"What's the matter? It's a big deal, it's not called Ling Juefeng, it's just called ...... Well, let's call it Ling Yunfeng. ”

Liu Yu and Gu Xiaojing were relatively speechless, is it really good to play a side ball like this?

Xia Tu didn't care about them, and immediately ran excitedly towards the ruins of the main hall, and in an instant, the dust was flying. Although this hall has collapsed, the general skeleton is still there, and it is better to repair and repair it than to rebuild it little by little.

Gu Xiaojing's face was strange and asked, "Has he always been like this?"

"Well, it should be. ”

"Shall we ...... Huh, be careful!" Gu Xiaojing suddenly shouted at Xia Tu, who was tossing and turning.

Xia Tu stopped moving, turned around and asked, "What?"

He wanted to ask again, but he felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, boom, and the hall was completely turned into a pile of rubble. And Xia Tu was also knocked out, and several blood marks appeared on his face.

There is a sentence in his heart that MMP doesn't know whether to talk about it or not, since he came to this other world, he has either been beaten away, or on the way to be beaten.

The clay man still has three points of anger, not to mention Xia Tu, who has a little short temper, his face is hideous, and he scolds viciously in his mouth: "Who, who is it?"

"Haha, I heard that Ling Juefeng was tragically destroyed, but I didn't expect it to be so miserable, thousands of miles of red land, and there is not even a building left. A rampant voice came from the dust, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

"Demon clan?" Liu Yu asked in a low voice.

"It's a white-haired roc. Gu Xiaojing's face was ugly, "It has a grudge with its father, I didn't expect it to come so quickly!"

"Huh, it's you little girl? Hahaha, it just so happens that your dead ghost daddy has gone to hell, and I'll give you a ride to see him today. The white-haired roc let out an evil smile and slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, his wings fluttering, and the rolled gravel flew fiercely.

This Dapeng is majestic, dozens of feet long, with two wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, strong feet, and hook-like claws flashing with cold cold light. The white feathers cover the whole body, as if wearing a thick layer of armor.

Xia Tu was already angry, and when he saw that the broken bird ignored him, he pointed at it again and shouted: "Silly bird, you hit me just now?"

The white-haired Dapeng wondered, who was talking? He took two steps back, and then he saw Xia Tu at his feet, an ordinary person, when did a mortal dare to bark in front of him? Then a trace of anger swelled, and it felt that it had been insulted.

"What are you looking at?"

Xia Tu faced the two lantern-like eyes of the white-haired Dapeng, and he was not afraid at all. Joke: Lao Tzu has been beaten for so long and has not died, not to mention anything else, beaten up?

"You're looking for death!"

The white-haired Dapeng snorted, and the sharp cry actually shook the air into ripples. Xia Tu covered his ears, only feeling that his mind was buzzing, this thing doesn't play according to the routine?