The people of Spring Night have been persecuted by ghost cultivators.

Therefore, in the heart of Spring Night, all the ghost cultivators are hard-mouthed and vicious guys, and their minds are bad: "I may have to use some means, you won't want to see it, I'll come when I go." ”

I said hello to Ning Hongdou on a spring night, and directly dragged Huo Fuyan, who was like a waster, into the woods of the snow road.

On a spring night, he muttered as he walked: "The old men in the clan said that worldly beings have fear, everyone has it, whether it is evil or evil, no one can avoid it, and the ghost cultivation is the same, all the same." ”

On an unknown slope in Mt. Meishan.

In the darkness of the night.

It began to snow again, very small, very fine, very cold.

Suddenly there was a hysterical scream beside the slope, the scream was heartbreaking, like killing a pig, and then the scream suddenly stopped abruptly, replaced by a trembling convulsion, a heart-wrenching convulsion......

Hua Pingjiao couldn't bear to listen, and then began to soften: "Red Bean, won't it be too cruel?"

Ning Hongdou directly interrupted her words: "No! If I lose, the person who will be tortured is me, the weak eat the strong, this is the real cultivation world, we have to adapt." ”

Chen Yusheng's chubby cheeks trembled slightly, and he didn't know if it was excitement or fear, and whether he would regret coming to this snow track.

Regardless of whether Chen Yusheng regrets it or not, anyway, Huo Fuyan really regrets it, if he knew who Spring Night was before, he would definitely not be soft, even if he couldn't beat him, he would run away as soon as possible.

The Guigu Wicked Sect and the Spring Night clan are mortal enemies.

Ghost Xiu knows how to torture the spring night.

Spring Night knows how to torture ghost cultivators.

In just half a pillar of incense, Huo Fuyan has seen what hell on earth is, what life is worse than death, what is cruel and spicy, and what is undying grudges.

Be extremely tragic.

Huo Fuyan felt that his experience tonight was miserable.

When he came back from the spring night, he dragged Huo Fuyan back with his hind legs, Huo Fuyan had become a puddle of mud, his pupils were dull, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his whole body was trembling, and he no longer dared to look at the spring night.

Ning Hongdou didn't ask what he did on Spring Night, but just asked what he had gained.

Chun Ye sorted out his thoughts: "He used to call himself a grass mower, and this grass refers to the soldiers of the Tang Army." On the Falling Horse Grassland, the Hu Kingdom, Guigu, and Northland tribes united to kill the Tang Emperor who was personally conquered, and they wanted to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and not let a single soldier return to Luoyang. ”

"He is indeed a disciple of the Ghost Valley Wicked Man Sect, and his task is to harvest the weeds in the fastest time, Meishan is the only place to go south from the Falling Horse Grassland, so many ghost cultivators have entered Meishan. ”

Ning Hongdou thought for a while: "What's the matter with the little gray umbrella he was holding just now?"

Spring Night replied directly: "That umbrella is called the Soul Flag, which is specially used to collect the souls of the dead, and he doesn't know what it is used for." ”

Ning Hongdou asked again: "A lot of people died in the fallen horse grassland?"

Spring Night replied: "According to him, the Tang Army, the Beidi tribe and the soldiers of the Hu Kingdom together died almost 400,000 people, and only a few escaped. ”

"Four hundred thousand!"

Ning Hongdou gasped.

Even the flower bellflower and Chen Yusheng next to him exclaimed in surprise.

No matter how young they are, they still have some idea of numbers, this is not 40 people, this is a whole 400,000 people, how many people are in a city? How many people are in a country?

Rivers of blood.

Corpses littered the field.

Dry bones.

This is not an exaggeration at all, and even the real picture is even more terrifying.

Ning Hongdou is from the Tang Dynasty, his master is from the Tang Dynasty, and the Sword Gate is also the cultivation sect of the Tang Kingdom, so she naturally stood with the Tang Kingdom, and directly questioned in her heart: "Impossible, the Tang Army is the first in the four seas, but it is impossible for the Northland tribe and the Hu Kingdom to defeat so many Tang troops, it is absolutely impossible." ”

Huo Fuyan, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly smiled sadly: "Because of the curse, because you Tang people have suffered a curse, you will be destroyed, and the Tang Kingdom will perish!"

"Only my Lord is the Chosen One...... Only my Lord ......"

"Haha!"

"Haha!"

"My lord!"

"Ahem!"

Huo Fuyan, who was still laughing miserably just now, suddenly began to cough, coughing and coughing, and his pupils suddenly began to dilate. Immediately after, a black flower began to grow in his mouth, black and purple, and there was a gray in the purple.

This flower blooms as soon as it encounters the air, and withers after a breath.

Flowers, withered.

Huo Fuyan's body also 'withered', it was really withered, as if time had passed quickly on his body for decades, and it had become 'dry bones and rotten wood' in the blink of an eye.

He's dead!

Just dead?

Ning Hongdou subconsciously dragged a few people behind him, frowning and staring at the human bones on the ground, a little surprised in his heart: "What the hell is this?

Spring Night didn't move, even squatted down to look at it, and then directly explained: "Don't be afraid, this thing is dead." ”

Chen Yusheng's chubby cheeks trembled: "Do you know?"

Spring Night nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The gentleness of Posa, the name of this flower is the gentleness of Posa, and the legend is that it is a flower of evil spirits that only blooms among the ghosts of Posa, symbolizing curse and hunting. It is the flower of the Santu River, and it is said that after the death of the ghost cultivator, he does not go to the underworld, but only goes to the ghost room. ”

He lowered his head and looked at the dry bones on the ground: "In the Ghost Valley Wicked Sect, there is a blood Gu spell, once this spell is established, if you violate the spell, you will be taken away by the gentleness of Posa." Unbeknownst to the man on the ground, he had already been planted with this spell, revealing the lawnmower's mission, and finally being killed by the spell. ”

Spring Night is very clear.

Ning Hongdou looked at her and didn't ask why you know, everyone has their own secrets, if the other party is someone you care about, don't try to uncover those secrets, unless the other party voluntarily shares them with you.

It's respect.

It's like Ning Hongdou respects his sword.

The snow was still shivering, and the four teenagers stood between the snow slopes, all in a trance for a while.

Ning Hongdou drank a lot of wine with the flower bellflower and the spring night, although he had already woken up, but at this moment, he really hoped that everything was in a drunken dream. Because the news I just heard is too shocking, 400,000 people died in the Fallen Horse Grassland hundreds of miles away, maybe the armies of the Hu Kingdom and the Northland tribe are still approaching the north, how many people will suffer the crisis of life......

The only thing that puzzled Ning Hongdou was that how could all 400,000 people die?

Ning Hongdou was very confused if he didn't understand the art of war, and Li Tianyi, who was far away in Luoyang City, the divine capital, was actually even more confused, he was the new emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and he naturally knew more things than Ning Hongdou, so he was even more confused: "How could the 200,000 soldiers of the Tang Army be completely lost in such a short period of time? Even the father and emperor died? There must be a conspiracy in this, and someone must be secretly doing something in the way!"