The entire white capital is under martial law at all times, and entry and exit are strictly controlled. In fact, ordinary people have been banned from entering and leaving the White Capital, and only those with exit orders have been released.

Winter nights are coming sooner than usual, and a curfew has long been in place in the city, forbidding anyone to stay outside at night, and patrols are stubble after stubble.

After nightfall, the gates of the city, which were supposed to be tightly closed, opened at this time, and a group of people quickly entered from outside.

This group of men and horses, numbering in the hundreds, seemed to have gone through a great battle, and came back with many wounded, and even more than a dozen corpses on horseback.

After the group entered the city, they went directly back to the barracks, and then an order was issued from above, what happened tonight must not be spread, otherwise the defenders of the city will be dealt with by military law!

Then, the door of the General's Mansion was knocked on, and Ah Ning went to the barracks overnight and did not return all night.

And the number of troops patrolling the streets multiplied several times after a while, and it was not known what they were looking for.

Time went back to before Shen Wushu led his troops back to the city, when the city gate was closed and the curfew had just begun.

The lead clouds in the sky blocked the starlight, and although the snow had stopped, it was even colder.

Ji Ruo leaned over and was seriously injured, and after sealing all the wounds with demonic power, it would take a long time to recuperate, but before that, he didn't dare to stay in that mountain range anymore.

Shen Wudi could find out her whereabouts once and find out the second time, Ji Ruotian was not a lucky person, so he returned to Baidu as quickly as possible.

It's just that she didn't expect that after the wounded in General Shen Wuxian were dealt with, they would also follow at the fastest marching speed.

The difference between Ji Ruotian and Shen Wudi was that Shen Wudi judged from the clues that she might have been in Baidu, and Ji Ruotian thought that the army was still following the homeless team.

After all, Shen Wudi's subordinates also suffered countless casualties, and he himself and Ji Ruotian were both defeated. Ji Ruotian originally thought that the general would repair for a few days, and her news would not reach Baidu so quickly.

Ji Ruo didn't go through the city gate when she went to Baidu, no matter whether she could get a warrant to leave the city or not, her current identity target was too big and it was easy to be suspected.

However, it is not difficult for her to jump on a section of the city wall of more than ten meters, although there are teams of guards standing on the city wall, but Ji Ruotian took advantage of the night to cover up, and cast a demon spell that affects people's minds and easily blended into the city.

At this moment, there is not a single pedestrian on the streets of Baidu City, and patrols are everywhere. Obvious places such as the roof of the main street did not dare to go, so as not to be seen.

She walked in the shadows of the building, avoiding the bands and groups of White Nation soldiers. The wounds on his body were aching, especially in his waist, and blood was still oozing outward.

Pierced and torn by Shen Wu's invincible sword, Ji Ruotian was able to live thanks to the huge essence she had absorbed in the past few days, which had made her cultivation take a step further.

She transformed into a black shirt again, and if she was seen, she couldn't see the blood on her body.

Walking to a corner, Ji Ruotian saw that there was no one around, so he got into it.

"Poof, cough, cough, cough......" A cough suddenly sounded in the corner.

One of Ji Ruotian's hands turned into claws in an instant, and she just stepped on someone, and she still stepped on her stomach directly.

The man clutched his stomach in pain, lying in the shadow around the corner. There was also a wine jar next to it, and the wine in it was spilled on the floor.

Ji Ruotian breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a drunk. The man had a layer of snow on his body, and he was bowing his head into a shrimp to relieve the pain.

Seeing that this person didn't see his appearance, Ji Ruotian turned around and was about to leave, although it is simple to kill people and kill people, but if someone finds out here tomorrow, one more corpse will cause trouble.

"Hey, how am I ...... Sleep here...... Belch...... Got it?"

The drunkard couldn't speak clearly, and he was about to stand up. The cool breeze blew and the smell of alcohol came to my face, and I don't know how much alcohol this person had drunk to get drunk like this.

Ji Ruo was like being struck by lightning when she leaned up, she turned around stiffly, this voice, she had heard it.

It was still when she was in Fengyi, she once met a young man on the street, and he suddenly appeared like today.

At that time, Ji Ruotian had just walked out of the mountains with Ji Yaoyao and repaired in Fengyi with the Ji family caravan.

Her heart was filled with hatred, disgusted with everyone she saw. Her white fox clan has guarded Xuanyuan's tomb for generations, but it was finally destroyed in the hands of the human race.

But the man she saw was like a light in the night, tearing a gap in her resentful heart, and making her sober for a short time.

She didn't know why it was like that, she just thought he was different. I feel that the world is as turbid as ink washes the world, and only other places are like reefs, leaving a touch of blank.

It's just that she has embarked on the road of revenge, otherwise she may be like her mother, desperate to fall in love with someone.

When she walked to the world with hatred deep in the mountains, she was not a little fox demon full of longing.

Only occasionally would she remember that she had met such a person. At first sight, it is a very special person.

Then she saw that person again, in other people's memories, in other people's minds.

That person has an identity that resounded throughout the Bai Kingdom, the only son of Bai Yingwu, the commander of the Left Army, and a talented Qi Refiner, Bai Zimo, the leader of the Beast Army.

That Bai Zimo, who killed the big white fox with his own hands on a vast rainy night!

It's just that Bai Zimo at that time, in the eyes of Ji Ruoqing, who couldn't transform yet, was a murderer wearing a hideous beast face.

Until now, Ji Ruotian can often dream of that scene in his dreams, dreaming that the big white fox has a knife inserted in his body, thunder and lightning flashed, and the knife body is engraved with the word Bai Zimo.

Later, Ji Ruotian saw Bai Zimo with her own eyes, she saw him from a distance, and so did he.

Ji Ruotian didn't know what kind of mood she was in to look at this reunion, and when she was sober, her nails were already deeply embedded in her palms.

And now, he was in front of his eyes, defenseless. If she could still tell herself that the enemy was a powerful Qi Refiner with cultivation, she would be looking for death if she made a rash move.

So now, killing Bai Zimo is easy for her.

All the schemes were useless all at once, but wasn't all she did for today?

The retracted fox claws conjured up again, hidden under the sleeves of Ji Ruotian. At this moment, Bai Zimo was in front of her, and she couldn't even stand up because she was drunk.

He was much haggard than he was then, his body was a little withered, his face was full of stubble, and there was no light in his eyes that Ji Ruotian saw.

Although the news of Bai Zimo's abolition was tried to hide, it still spread. He's no longer a qi refiner, he's a drunkard now.

"Thank you girl for waking me up, otherwise I'm afraid I'd have frozen to death here tonight. Bai Zimo looked around and found that only Ji Ruotian was alone, and knew that the main owner who stepped on it was the person in front of him.

But Bai Zimo didn't care, his gratitude was sincere, but the fear of freezing to death was fake.

When Ah Ning and the others dragged them back to Baidu, he lay at home for many days before he could get out of bed.

A penance was wasted in the battle with Chen Meng, although his mother told him that it was a blessing to be able to pick up a life, but Bai Zimo didn't think so.

He is not afraid of death, and he does not feel sorry for his cultivation, but he needs those cultivations.

Bai Du is now crumbling, how can he cower behind others and let others fight hard?

If that's the case, it's just a big deal, like ordinary soldiers, he can pick up a sword and live and die with the white country.

But this is not enough, he has followed Bai Yingwu to the cold city since he was a child, and he has not even seen her mother a few times for many years, isn't the reason why he is doing this to protect his family and defend the country?

His father Bai Yingwu had died in the cold city, how could he let all this be in vain? But then he tried everything he could, and his body was like a tattered water bladder, and he couldn't keep a trace of cultivation.

This stump can no longer support what he wants to do.

After that, he knew that Bai Zixi went to Chen Guo as a hostage, and then the two countries boycotted the army and negotiated peace.

What is this? Let a little child do what he is supposed to do? He is unwilling, very unwilling.

But the white country, like him, was in tatters, and it needed to be sacrificed.

Bai Zimo deeply felt his powerlessness, but one day Bai Boxian came to him.

Looking at his uncle Bai Zimo with mixed feelings in his heart, if Bai Boxian let Ah Ning go to Hancheng as soon as possible, maybe today would be a different situation.

But what made Bai Zimo most angry was what Bai Boxian said to him, he told Bai Zimo that if Bai Zixi could not return from the Chen State, he would hand over the throne to Bai Zimo.

Bai Zimo seems to have never known his uncle, as Bai Zimo's heart has become more and more mature over the years, he has a deeper understanding of some of the things that Bai Boxian said and did in the past.

The common denominator of these understandings is that in Baek Bae-hyun's heart, the throne is more important than anything else.

His uncle didn't trust their father and son, otherwise Bai Yingwu wouldn't have returned to Baidu very often in order to avoid suspicion, and he didn't want his actions to make Bai Boxian's suspicion even heavier.

It is precisely because of this that the cold city was destroyed, and he, the king, has an unshirkable responsibility.

But even so, Bai Yingwu often told Bai Zimo to understand him, he was in that position and had his difficulties.

But now Bai Boxian seems to have come to his senses, and he wants to give up the throne he has held for so long. Is he laughing at their family's efforts for more than ten years?

But when Bai Zimo saw Bai Boxian, whose temples were suddenly white, the depression in his heart couldn't be expressed, should he hate him.

Bai Boxian's back was like a weak old man, and Bai Zixi's departure hit him hard.

Bai Zimo suddenly felt that Bai Boxian sincerely regretted it, but it was too late.

The dead will not be resurrected, and when will the separated return?

Bai Zimo rejected Bai Boxian, he felt incomparably tired and tired since then, and it was better to really accept the fact that he was already a wasted person.

Bai Zimo is drunk with wine every day, and everything in this white country seems to have nothing to do with him suddenly. Anyway, this is too peaceful, and others have already exchanged it.

"Huh, this girl, have we met somewhere?" Bai Zimo's eyes were hazy, and the sky was dark, he couldn't see Ji Ruotian's face clearly, but he felt a little familiar.