The power of that thunder contained the most terrifying force of nature between heaven and earth.

Who can handle it?

At least the female Hades of Sen Luo Dao couldn't bear it.

The moment Yan Xiaoqi rushed out.

Cao Zhixuan's furious voice even overshadowed the thunder.

"Retreat!"

The man in the green shirt was angry, standing between heaven and earth, roaring in a low voice!

Yan Xiaoqi's figure that shot out like an arrow paused slightly, and his delicate body stopped uncontrollably for a moment.

She knew Cao Zhixuan too well.

She trusted Cao Zhixuan too much.

She paused for a moment.

Then thunder swept over the eyes.

It's a miserable white.

In an instant, the terrifying power of thunder flooded the land like an ocean.

Extremely concentrated gathered at Cao Zhixuan's three places.

Yan Xiaoqi's face turned pale.

Her black veil was lifted by the wind, revealing her bloodied lips.

The female Hades was a little distracted, and looked at the dense thunder not far away.

Thunder continued to fall from the sky, smashing one after another on the place that had been burned to ashes.

Even if she was a powerhouse at the peak of the Nine Grades and comprehended the powerful existence of Yuan Yi, she also knew the horror of the power of heaven and earth.

It's not something that people can resist.

Yuan Sizhi squinted his eyes and did not speak.

The power of thunder killed nearly ten breaths.

This piece of heaven and earth has become thinner.

Yan Xiaoqi was a little out of strength, she didn't dare to look at the scorched earth.

Yuan Sizhi stared closely at the place where the smoke and dust had dissipated.

He sighed and said, "He is worthy of being a man entrusted by the prince with his life." ”

Yan Xiaoqi raised his head in disbelief.

The terrifying power of thunder traveled three feet away.

Slowly fall silent.

Jiang Qingyi's face was pale, and ten breaths ago, he watched countless thunderbolts fall from the sky, and subconsciously wanted to stand up.

At that moment, Cao Zhixuan pulled him back.

For the next ten breaths, he closed his eyes and prepared for death.

At the moment, he didn't dare to open his eyes.

His pupils were sour.

Subconsciously open your eyes.

A piece of white.

Then it was like a slow visual revival.

It's dark.

He felt his mouth dry.

He didn't die. Not even a piece of clothing is missing.

Jiang Qingyi subconsciously turned his head.

The man in the green shirt hugged the harem tightly in his arms and buried Li Yu's head in his chest.

In his right hand, he held a square jade seal.

The jade seal looked up to the sky extremely rampantly.

Thunder is not allowed to enter.

Ukiyo-e.

Ukiyo-e sensed the enchantment formed by the blood of the three of them, and resisted this mortal blow.

Cao Zhixuan slowly opened his eyes, shed tears, and nodded in the direction of Jiang Qingyi with a smile.

Then he explained to Li Yu with some pampering.

"I just cut a bloody wound for you to prevent any accidents. ”

He was a little confused.

Destroy all enemies.

The dust settled.

The Northern Wei emperor smiled softly, a little self-deprecating.

"I used to spare my life. It doesn't matter if it's your own or someone else's. ”

Cao Zhixuan's eyes were extremely soft, and they fell on the lower abdomen of the purple-clothed Li Yu.

"But it's four lives after all. ”

The woman in purple gritted her teeth.

Yan Xiaoqi was silent and took all this in his eyes.

The man in the green shirt turned his head a little numbly.

The island in the middle of the lake is devastated.

He spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

It's more like making a conclusion about this big event.

"Sixteen years of spring and autumn. The ninth day of June. ”

"Li Qing, the king of Xiguan Domain, combined with the Xixia Chess Palace to rebel, died and died, remembering the Spring and Autumn War exploits, not connecting the nine clans, and canceling the posthumous. Cao Zhixuan spoke silently, "The four kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the tiger and the dog, have meritorious service to protect the country, sacrifice their lives for the country, and the eldest son of the clan has a hereditary old name. For my Northern Wei Dynasty to take over the old land. ”

Yuan Sizhi looked at the Northern Wei Emperor.

His voice was hoarse and tired.

"I'm not convinced. ”

Cao Zhixuan turned his back, his voice a little flat, "Are you worth it for Li Qing?"

Yuan Sizhi was silent.

"I owe him, and I will tell the world, but not today. No one saw how dense the bloodshot in Cao Zhixuan's eyes was, he hid his grief and tried his best to show that it was light.

"Li Qing has no heirs, and Xiguan has no vassal king. ”

"Jiang Qingyi, you saved my life, and I want to reward you. Cao Zhixuan's voice was a little tired, and he said: "Xiguan is not the king, you have made great achievements in this trip, and you will follow Yuan Zhongzhong to do things in the future." ”

Yuan Sizhi sneered instead, "Cao Zhixuan, what a Northern Wei emperor." Now that the prince is dead, what does Xiguan have to do with me? In other words, the Northern Wei Dynasty has nothing to do with me?"

Cao Zhixuan was so calm that he spoke.

"This sixteen-character battalion talisman will be handed over to you, and you will be able to control Xiguan within three years, and then you will go west to Daxia. Killed in the chess palace, the city was full of white robes, and Li Qing's name was justified. "The voice of the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty is extremely flat," Yuan Zhongzhong ...... Are you ordained or not?"

Yuan Sizhi was silent for a moment.

Take the talisman.

"I, Yuan, am loyal and not rare. Yuan Zhongzhong rubbed his face against the talisman with the breath of the prince, "The prince took his life to change a golden opportunity for the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it can't be wasted." I'm a Xiguan man, who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Cao Zhixuan didn't even have the strength to say a word of praise with a nod of praise, but waved his hand tiredly.

He sighed and looked at the woman in purple.

"Really?"

Li Yu nodded silently.

"Since you are satisfied, then go back to Luoyang. The emperor took two steps, suddenly paused, and said in a somewhat dry voice: "If Wei Lingshan wants to go, let her go." I don't have anything to give her, so I'll give her a Luoyang heart. Seeing Luoyang's heart is like seeing me, in the Northern Wei Dynasty, as long as she wishes, she is still the pearl of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the unrivaled lord of Longque. ”

"I owe a lot and can't make up for it. Cao Zhixuan looked at the black-clothed figure, and said a little hoarsely, "What I owe you and Xu Zhirou will not be repaid for the rest of my life." ”

His Royal Highness Sen Luo Dao lowered his eyes.

"I don't want to stay in the Wind Court any longer. When Zongheng returned to the city, he returned to Luoyang. Cao Zhixuan coughed sullenly, "Xiao Qi, you go back with me." ”

Yan Xiaoqi looked at Cao Zhixuan.

Then she glanced at the woman in purple.

Yan Xiaoqi shook his head, trying to squeeze out a smile.

Li Fengxian's eyes narrowed slightly, and said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid that this trip will have many twists and turns, Zong Heng may not come alone, and it will be very secure to have you with you." ”

His Royal Highness Sen Luo Dao showed a clean smile.

She didn't say a word, just shook her head.

She has never been a talker.

When that person is there, she will fight twice.

Maybe it's because she can't fight Xu Zhirou because she always can't fight Xu Zhirou, and she has developed this taciturn temperament.

Now she is even more reluctant to speak.

Yan Xiaoqi pondered for a moment, his long black waterfall-like hair fluttering, with a little murderous intent.

Her eyes were slightly confused.

The tone was firm.

"I'm not leaving. ”

Cao Zhixuan stared at the female Hades of Senluo Dao quietly, then laughed at himself, lowered his head and patted the shoulder of the purple-clothed woman in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Let her be." ”

Li Yu nodded obediently.

As if he was afraid that the woman in purple would misunderstand something, Yan Xiaoqi was silent for a moment and explained again.

"Kill a person with your own hands. ”

Li Yu knew that this female Hades was extremely powerful.

The person she wants to kill is naturally already a dead person.

Cao Zhixuan no longer looked around.

He hugged the purple-clothed, phoenix-like woman in his arms.

This day is reflected like a horse watching flowers.

He was in a bit of a trance and muttered softly.

"The ninth day of the sixth month of the sixteenth year of the Spring and Autumn Period. ”

On this day, a lot of blood was shed.

On this day, a person who did not deserve to die died.

The Northern Wei Dynasty looked like it was badly injured, and the four vassal kings went to three, but in fact it was painful, but it did not hurt its muscles and bones, and at the cost of a white robe, suppressed the two vassal kings who had long been disagreeing, and killed the four big chess princes of the chess palace, and sought a life and death ink plate.

Fresh blood continues to pour in, slowly obscuring the light of the older generation.

If you go outside, you must first settle inside.

Although the price is somewhat painful, the good thing is that the dust has settled now.

The next Northern Wei Dynasty will usher in an unprecedented period of strength.

Like a young man who started slowly and gradually became a giant.

The first step to be taken.

It was Xiguan who set up the battle flag, hung the white robe on the tip of the gun, and provoked the entire chess palace.

Yuan Sizhi tightly grasped the sixteen-character battalion talisman, as if he heard the war drum beating for the first time in the heavens and the earth after three years.

Three years later.

Let everyone remember the white robe.

PS: This is the end of the battle of Wind Court City, this story goes hand in hand with the main line promoted by the protagonist, and the timeline is going hand in hand at the same time, but it is not very related, you can take it as an outsider.

It's like a butterfly flapping its wings, which may cause an entire continent to roll up in a storm.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to write the story of Xiguan Baipaoer and Cao Zhixuan. Of course, there is also the dragon bird Wei Lingxi.

The carving of these group portraits should not be too serious, too serious will be very procrastinating, nor can it be too sloppy, and it is better not to carve things perfunctory.

Eventually, the carving was finished, and there was this chapter at the end.

It's quite satisfying.

Two thousand years ago, on the ninth day of June in the sixteenth year of the Spring and Autumn Period, the killing had not started, but it was already quite restless.

Two thousand years later, on the ninth day of June 2016, the panda was sketching out what the sword and wine looked like in June.

I want to write about too many people, I want to write about too many things.

The grass snake gray line, the volt line is thousands of miles.

The ink on the paper is messy, and there will eventually be a time when there is a shortage of soldiers.

Next, is Yi Xiao's story.

His Royal Highness is the main line.

But interspersed with them, the little monk of the Big Banyan Temple, the red clothes of Bingmu Lake, the yellow-shirted boy Xiao Tao, and the lord of Longque County of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the brilliance of those supporting roles will slowly shine.

In an era, no one can stop anyone from shining.

Jian Zongming and Ye Xiaolou drew their swords from each other.

There will be a battle at the end of the Ghost Gate.

The fall of the petals of the previous life means that the wildflowers of this life are in full bloom.

What a grand era it should be, sword and wine, long songs.

For a long time, I will make up some word counts by the way. (In order to let APP readers see this, I won't write it in what the author has to say.) ）

These days, it's a double monthly pass.

Burn, fight!

Let's use enthusiasm and monthly tickets to water the growth of Fucanglu~~