"I've made you kill a lot of people along the way. Guan Shanyue, the only son of Sanshan in Daxia Town, Sun Ling, the new master of the Shenying Gate, and Lu Yupei, a high-ranking disciple of Yin and Yang Liao...... That's right, I killed them all. ”

"But—you misunderstood me. ”

Hua Mantian comfortably propped up his legs, playing with the grapes on the gold plate, and his tone was thin and implied sarcasm, but he didn't know who he was talking to.

His fingers tapped rhythmically against the window, heavier and heavier, and the words struck the leader's heart:

"Guan Shanyue secretly gathered thugs, colluded with the anti-Liao and called himself anti-Song and Fuzhou, this is the law is not tolerated! Heaven and earth are not allowed!"

"The Divine Eagle Gate is just a local sect, but the master of the sect, Gongsun Ling, arrogantly wants to promote the alliance of the major forces in the rivers and lakes, and even sends people to persuade the Divine Sword Villa, the Honglong Society and the Qingyin Pavilion, such ambitious people, I will kill one by one!"

Yin Yang Liao Lu Yupei is even more scheming, he founded a cult, saying that the world should be the world of thousands of people in the world, everyone is equal, there is no superiority...... If you don't kill him immediately, can you wait for him to become a climate before you do it?"

"My Great Song Dynasty seems to be full of flowers, peaceful and prosperous, but I don't want to come out this time, but I find that the beautiful picturesque country may be subverted at any time. For the sake of prosperity, for the sake of the country, and for the sake of my father, I had to kill them. But the young master of the Ling family ...... What did he do?"

Hua Mantian didn't wait for an answer, so he made an assertion.

"It's just a matter of luck to defeat one of our guards. I have you, and I have the Flying Feather Army. Even if he escaped into the Demon Gate to cultivate supreme divine skills and became the first person in the rivers and lakes to defeat the Divine Sword Villa, what could he do? ”

He said meaningfully:

"If I want to strangle every talent who is gifted and favored by God, then you say, what am I?"

"Understood, Your Highness. The leader of the guards nodded in a cold sweat.

Hua Mantian threw the grapes that he had been playing for a long time out of the window, and he looked at the half-new and old Sanzhang city wall of Luzhou City through the warm sun outside the window. Then he sneered and picked up a map from the chaise longue.

On the map, the red line runs through his entire trip, and several cities are surrounded by red ink, which is where he stopped, and the ink surrounding Luzhou City has not yet dried. Hua Mantian continued to look along the red line and saw his next destination.

On the shore of the East China Sea, Jiangnan Road, Jiangning.

In the spring of the fifth year of Xining, the flowers were full of cars to the south of the Yangtze River.

......

Just when Hua Mantian left Luzhou City, in a dead man's pit on the broken peak outside the city, several beggars belonging to Huazixing were forcibly enduring the stench and rummaging through the corpses to see if there were any ornaments left.

This pit of the dead is specially used to store the corpses of unknown origin or without suffering from the Lord.

Every moon, it is buried by the government.

An official once said that this pit makes the corpse difficult to test, which is not conducive to prison affairs, nor is it conducive to customs and education, and makes passers-by cover their noses and travel far away, which is actually a legacy of the previous week, and please order it to be abolished.

However, due to Taizu's re-demarcation of the seventy-two counties and counties of the nine-road, sixteen-state cities, the administration was quite chaotic for a while, so the order was temporarily left unissued until now.

"Phew, let's go. One of the beggars wiped the beads of sweat from his head, and the coolness brought by the spring breeze turned into cold in front of the corpse, which was really chilling. Combined with the rancid stench that God knows where it came from from time to time, it was even more unbearable.

He shouted to the other beggar who was still examining the body in front of him:

"There's nothing here, Maliu!"

"Wang Wu, I saw it yesterday, the people from Lingfu pushed the body here and threw it away, there must be something good on that person. Ma Liu kicked away a dead body, and he bared his teeth and looked for the next one.

Wang Wu and Ma Liu used to be splashes in the city, because they fell in love with Erniang in the wine shop, they brought poisonous insects from Huazixing and wanted to plant the wine shop, but they didn't want to conflict with the young master of the Ling family who was still working in the wine shop at that time, and violated the ban of the Ling family.

At Ling Qianshan's insistence, Ling Meixiang let them go. But the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, so these two splashes were forced into the flower son shop, became two little flower children, and were sent to the dead man's pit by the head of the three bags of disciples.

"Wait, it's this ......" Maroku finally found the target he was looking for, a huge cloth bag.

He opened the bag, and inside lay a strong man with a visible sword wound on his chest.

But then, the corpse made a moaning sound.

Ma Liu crawled out of the bag with a rolling belt, and when he settled down and knew that he was not encountering the living dead, he could throw the bag away completely, picked up the strong man and shouted to Wang Wu:

"Wang Wu, come here and take a hand. Maybe we will eat and drink spicy food next, and it will depend on him...... Wang Wu?"

"Ma Liu, let's go. ”

Wang Wu replied pitifully.

Ma Liu turned his head in surprise and looked at where Wang Wu was.

I don't know when, dozens of masked black-clothed people stood there in a black place, and happened to surround Wang Wu. Ma Liu, who was already sour and soft, was just about to scream, but someone stepped forward and slapped him.

One of them threw a piece of broken gold at Wang Wumaliu and two beggars:

"Get out of here. ”

Wang Wuma and Liu fled with a lot of urine, and of course, Ma Liu would not forget to pick up the gold thrown on the ground.

The two men in black helped Fifty-Six to the side and tapped his fingers on his chest a few times for emergency treatment. One of them, a black-clothed warrior with a status significantly higher than the others, listened to his heartbeat against his chest. After a moment, the leader raised his head and smiled with satisfaction: "It is worthy of being a member of my clan, and it is indeed tenacious." ”

"It's just domesticated pigs. Someone whispered.

"Even if it is a domestic pig, as long as it can escape outside the pen, it will soon be able to regain its life and become a fierce wild boar. With a wave of his hand, the black-clothed leader stepped through a carriage from the shadows, and the horseman on the horse lowered his head, not daring to make the slightest superfluous movement.

The two put fifty-six on their way and prepared to move them to the wagon. When they were on a mission to meet the black-clothed leader, Fifty-Six suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the black-clothed leader.

"Wait......" Fifty-Six groaned, his voice getting lower and lower, too faint to hear. The leader leaned close to his mouth, fifty-six lips twitched, and the leader's face became cold as ice.

However, the black-clothed leader didn't say anything in the end, just asked Fifty-Six to be sent to the carriage. The leader politely said to the passengers in the carriage, "Thank you for your advice, so that we can save another companion." ”

"Today, you and I have formed a good fate, and I hope that we will not hurt the people of Luzhou City in the future. ”

There was a voice in the carriage replying.

"Yes...... Lord Zhizhou. ”

Sitting in the carriage was actually Lord Cai Dezhang Cai of Luzhou City. Compared with three years ago, he has obviously become old and haggard, but he has also become like an old tree, fearless no matter how wind and rain blow.

Except for that bloody night.

Cai Dezhang's face twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He knew what he was doing, and he knew what was going to happen next.

Now it's just a prelude, just a gap in the making.

"Well, we agreed. Cai Dezhang lowered his eyebrows, not looking at the dying and fainting man, he said meaningfully, "When the dragon is slain, it is the time for Luzhou to raise the flag." ”

"The people of the Su tribe will never break their promises. The warrior responded.

The carriage clattered away. Seeing the horseman's whipping posture, he wished that the horse would give birth to wings and quickly flee from this place.

The black-clothed warrior shook his head, only to hear the person behind him whisper:

"Chief, do you really want to fulfill your promise?"

The warrior turned around and met dozens of questioning and confused eyes, and he said coldly:

"There is only one covenant that we must keep. Read it to me. ”

Except for the warriors, all the black-clothed people suddenly knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "No matter who is clothed with hair and horns, and those who are wet and egg-born, they can all live together in the same group—— this is the contract of the Great Alliance, but those who think they belong to the clan will die and defend their souls!"

"That's right. This is the foundation for our clan to be able to build a nation. Don't worry, I won't be as stupid as the Song people. The leader made his promise, and the men in black bowed their heads again and pledged allegiance to their leader. But they didn't see that the leader's expression was far more sinister than his words, and he looked at Luzhou City with hatred.

At that time, he heard only one sentence from Fifty-Six:

"I see...... Xuanya...... ...... on him"

Xuanya.

This word made the black-clothed leader feel disgusted. He tried to give the order to wash the city in blood several times, but in the end he endured it. He led many of his men and turned and walked into the wilderness, without looking back.

......

"Now, what is this? It feels so pretty. ”

"Don't move, that's Young Master Ling's stuff. ”

Ling Qianshan faintly heard a woman chuckling. He turned his head with difficulty, and was greeted by the elaborate décor and Xiu'er and a other maid, joking with the animal teeth that had been hanging around his neck.

He barely tried to sit up, but accidentally startled them.

"Hey, you can't get up now. Xiu'er hurriedly pressed Ling Qianshan's body and pushed him down on the bed. Then a bowl of soup was brought from the head of the bed and fed to Ling Qianshan with a spoon. The other maid bowed with a red face, and hurried out, probably looking for her own young lady.

"How long has it been?"

"Less than two days. ”

"I thought I would be asleep for a month and a half. Ling Qianshan said with a half-joking, half-serious smile.

"You don't look at how much medicine Miss has taken for you. Xiu'er pursed her lips and put the bowl aside, "Next time there is such a thing, please use your brains, young master, you will be scared to death Xiu'er." ”

"Haha, there's no way around it...... Bad luck is bad, and bad things collide. ”

"You better keep that and tell the young lady. Xiu'er spread her hands, the first time she saw a dead person, she was frightened for a long time.

She laid out the mattress well, covered Ling Qianshan with a quilt, and went out.

Ling Qianshan looked up at the completely unfamiliar ceiling, smelling the sandalwood in the air, and only felt that there was no real feeling.

It's like a dream.

A process that begins with a nightmare, is absurd, and ends with a lucid dream or ghost press.

"So I said, you're in luck. ”

A slightly hoarse voice came out of thin air in the room.

Ling Qianshan's eyes widened, he had heard it.

I don't know when, the strange man wrapped in bandages came to the bed, and he sighed: "It's a pity that it's a draw, if it's defeated, then Young Master Ling, you can be famous for all ages." ”

"Haha. Ling Qianshan smiled awkwardly, and at the same time his hand was secretly groping in the quilt to see if he could find the weapon in his hand.

Well, he thinks too much.

The strange man stretched out his hand and picked up the Lingjia sword on the table, half unsheathed, not showing that it had experienced a hard battle.

"Although this is not the famous Lingjia sword in the rivers and lakes, it is still a good sword that sharpens iron like clay. If you don't have this sword, let alone a draw, you won't even have the ability to fight the enemy. ”

"You...... How the hell did you get in?" Ling Qianshan asked calmly.

"No, no, no. The weirdo hissed, "You're asking the wrong question." ”

"What should I ask?"

"You should ask me why you poisoned your white wolf. The weirdo grinned triumphantly.

Ling Qianshan suddenly got up and shouted strangely: "...... Is that you?!"