Thirty miles north of Suzaku City, away from the official road, in a mountain forest.

Win sat cross-legged with claustrophobic eyes open, an inch-long wound open between his eyebrows, and the blood oozing from it had already coagulated.

Compared to Jiang Xiaoman, who was covered in blood, this surprisingly evil boy with a high status in the Northern Regions was much better, and his clothes were quite complete, except for the wound between his eyebrows and a centipede on his back, which was still oozing blood at this time, this evil boy seemed to have experienced a rather frightening battle not long ago.

Beside him, Zhao Gao stood sideways, and the lantern in his hand disappeared from time to time, adding a bit of gloom to the dark forest with little direct sunlight.

"Fang Cai, I was defeated!" Slowly exhaling, Ying You opened his eyes and said softly: "I can't imagine that the young man of the Jiang family, now his bloodline has not yet awakened, and without the Nirvana Sutra, he just relied on a set of executions to force me to such a point." ”

In the previous battle of Guanyu Pavilion, although there was Dugu Yin's coercion, Ying You didn't want to take this opportunity to investigate, and in the future, he might be the young man of the Jiang family who was in charge of the tens of millions of border troops of the Xia Dynasty.

The two regions of the north and south have been silent for too long, although there have never been soldiers on the surface, but the dispute between the two domains has never stopped.

The Southern Xia Dynasty Zhenbian Army and the Northern Qin Dynasty Wujun have always been natural enemies, there will be a death battle every hundred years, and there will be a bloody battle every thousand years, and the two domains have accumulated too much blood and hatred for thousands of years, and it is not clear that it can be said in a few words.

"That young man of the Jiang family is not a ...... of regrets" On the side, Zhao Gao looked at the evil young man who had woken up from pranayama at this moment, and slowly spoke after being silent for a while.

"It's interesting, but I don't know if it coincides with the opportunity of the thousand-year-old bloody war, and at that time, I don't know if this descendant of the Jiang family will have the opportunity to practice the Unrepentant Heavenly Spear to be like the ancestor of his Jiang family. Slowly wiping away the bruises from the corners of his mouth, Ying Youhe laughed, but this laughter was mixed with inexplicable coldness.

"Get out!" Zhao Gao was about to answer, but his expression suddenly turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice at the mountains and forests not far in front of him.

"Hehe, it's funny, it's really interesting!" A light laugh came from the forest, and then I saw an old man in a dark robe pacing out, with a leisurely posture, as if this barren forest often infested with wild beasts was like his family yard, the old man learned to win the tone and smiled: "Hehe, it's really interesting!" Originally, I came to the south thousands of miles away to try my luck in the Vermilion Bird City, and to win a boy from the Jiang family with the Vermilion Bird blood as a companion corpse for the descendants of my family, but I didn't want to, this thief is rarely favored by God, so that the old man can meet the descendants of the Xuanwu bloodline in the Northern Regions in the border land of the Southern Regions. ”

The old man was wearing a robe over his brown robe, followed by a young man who was not a year old, the young man was pale, his cheeks were painted with two red blushes on both sides, the corners of his mouth were smiling weirdly, and his eyes were stunned, looking at the master and servant in front of him.

"When did the Xuan Corpse Sect that was slaughtered by the Yu Dynasty in the Central Regions as a mourning dog have such a tone?" Ying You was not angry, he slowly straightened up and spoke, saying the old man's roots, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "I seem to remember that when the Xuan Corpse Sect was encircled and suppressed, the sect master of the Xuan Corpse Sect fled to my Northern Regions in a panic and was personally beheaded by my Xuan Ancestor, and the soul extracted is still sealed in the third hall of my Northern Soul Town. ”

Zhao Gao was silent, but the candle flame in the lantern in his hand gradually brightened, and a roar came from the lantern, as if there was an immortal demon about to appear in the world.

"I'm not very old, but the corners of my mouth are not small, I don't know if you will still be so sharp and sharp when the old man will make you into a spirit corpse!"

The Xuan Corpse Sect, once a sect that was enough to rank among the top three in the Central Domain, was both good and evil, and there was no shortage of masters in the sect, but because of all kinds of secrets, it was wiped out overnight by the Dayu Dynasty, the master of the Central Domain.

It is rumored that the reason why the Xuan Corpse Sect was destroyed overnight was because a certain ancestor in the Xuan Corpse Sect, who was known for refining corpses and controlling corpses, actually watched the rare physique of a princess of the Dayu Dynasty who was favored by the regent, and was so mad that he sneaked into the imperial palace to do the kidnapping.

But he didn't want to be trapped in the palace, and in the end, the regent of Dayu, who was known for his iron fist, was forced to put half a 10,000-year-old snow ginseng in his mouth and hanged for his life, and tortured him with all kinds of torture for half a month before he could die, and his death was hideous.

Subsequently, it was the rolling iron horse out of the imperial city, the identity and status of the Xuan Corpse Sect were high, and the terrifying ancestor was not at peace after his death, and was the regent of the Dayu generation who was the first to be in it, and watched the disciples and grandchildren be wiped out one by one under the iron cavalry knife of the Dayu Dynasty.

There were more than 700 direct descendants, and they were all skinned alive, cut off their limbs, thrown into a cage, and were held by the regent and displayed back and forth in the sect realm of the Middle Regions, and the seven hundred screamed like ghosts, and the listeners were all throbbing.

That period can be said to be the dark period of the sect world in the Middle Domain, and until today, few people in the Middle Domain dare to mention it openly.

I didn't expect that now the hundred-legged insect of the Xuan Corpse Sect is dead but not stiff, and it has not reappeared in the world for more than a hundred years, but now it suddenly appeared in the Xia Dynasty of the Southern Regions.

Thinking of that period of the past, Zhao Gao couldn't help but deal with it cautiously, and his whole body burst out of his body, competing with the old man.

"Yo! It seems that this time I really bumped into a big fish, and I can invite the soul envoys of the twelve towns of Northern Qin to follow me all the way, boy, it seems that your status in the Win clan is really not low. The old man playfully looked at the lantern on Zhao Hand's hand, and said jokingly: "If the old and immortal is the first hall of the thief to suppress the soul envoy Xu Fu comes, it can indeed deter the old man, the old man turned around and left immediately without saying a word, looking at your face, I think that it is the soul suppression envoy who has only risen in the past hundred years, and today it is inevitable that I will bury my bones here with this clever little master of your family." ”

Zhao Gao was indifferent, snorted lightly, and protected Ying You behind him.

"My grandson is born with less soul and soul than others, compared to you five domain princes and grandsons, the emperor and grandson are pitiful, the acting pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion owes the old man a favor in his early years, and when he is about to feather, he is finally willing to tell the old man the way to make up for the soul of my poor grandson. Speaking of this, the old man paused slightly, and his eyes narrowed to look at Ying You: "I need to choose a descendant with the blood of the Five Domains Royal Family flowing in his body, and draw his soul to refine it into the seven orifices of my poor grandson to make up for the missing soul and soul." ”

"For the old man, the descendants of the Jiang clan with the Vermilion Bird bloodline are undoubtedly the best soul furnace, but now that they want to come to the Northern Qin Dynasty, the Xuanwu bloodline of the Ying clan will naturally not be bad!"

Speaking of this, the old man smiled, Sen Ran made a move, and a pair of dry palms like tree bark poked out and went straight to Ying You, not paying any attention to Zhao Gao who was standing in front of Ying You.

"Soul out!" Zhao Gao's eyes narrowed slightly, turned sideways, and the lantern in his hand was raised slightly, and the white bone palm burst out like a sharp sword, colliding with the palms of the old man of the Xuan Corpse Sect.

With a muffled snort, Zhao Gao took two steps back slightly to protect Ying You, and his already pale face would be even whiter.

"Fa Sui!" With another soft shout, a section of Senran's arm poked out of the lantern behind the white bone palm, and then the shoulder, body, and head came out one by one.

"Roar!" a white-boned warrior dressed in armor suddenly emerged from the lantern and stood in front of Zhao Gao, holding a broken handle in his hand.

This white bone warrior is five meters tall, and the white bones on his body are shining with crystal light, without the slightest sense of gloom and horror, and there are two ghost fires in his eyes, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"I am the general Lian Po under the throne of the three generations of martial monarchs of the Great Qin, who broke the hundred cities of the Beihai Kingdom and died in battle, although he died without regrets in the lantern of self-proclaimed gods and ghosts, he will come for 7,900 years, and one day he can reappear in the world, Lian Po is willing to go to the soup for the descendants of the Win family!"

"The world says that the lanterns in the hands of the soul envoys of the Northern Qin Dynasty are hells, and each one suppresses the immortal enemy, but now it seems that this is not the case. The old man pulled the child next to him with a strange grin, and said to himself.

For the white bone generals who stood in front of him and obviously shouldn't exist in the world, he didn't have too much fear.

To turn around is to leave.

The white bone general's body was full of life, revealing weirdness, although the old man was the ancestor of refining corpses and controlling corpses, he didn't want to be too contaminated.

"If you don't fight, you don't want to do this loss-making business. ”

Carrying his grandson, who was missing a soul in his mouth, he walked towards the dense forest step by step, without worrying about the two people behind him who were still fighting behind him.

"I can't see that this remnant of the Xuan Corpse Sect is quite sorry for his life. Ying You laughed, without hiding any disdain in his words, and said softly: "If one day, my Great Qin Dynasty falls, you don't dare to live alone, what's the fun of living like a dog?"

Although the voice was soft, it was just right to enter the ears of the old man who was gradually moving away.

Turning his back, he couldn't see the expression on the old man's face, but the steps that were slowly taken little by little paused slightly, and the grandson who carried his back on his back lifted him up, and walked away from a distance step by step.

Self-deprecation, self-deprecation, should it be?

If it weren't for his life, when the Xuan Corpse Sect was broken that day, this generation was half a generation higher than the ancestor of the Xuan Corpse Sect who died tragically in the hands of the regent of the Dayu Dynasty, and he might have broken the jade of the sect that gave birth to him for half his life.

......

"Young master......" Zhao Gao bowed to the white bone general, stretched out the lantern in his hand and shrouded the head of the self-proclaimed Lian Po general, and retracted it, hesitated for a while, and called out to the young man in front of him.

"It doesn't hurt if Zhao Soul makes any words to say directly. The evil young man watched the old man of the Xuan Corpse Sect who suddenly appeared and threatened to take his soul and snatch his soul, and then left abruptly, gradually disappeared without his back, and spoke softly.

"It's been more than a year since I came out, it's time to go home..."Shaking the lantern in his hand, Zhao Gao said softly.

"Yes, it's time to go home!" When it comes to going home, a pair of black eyes rarely reveal tenderness, and some evil young people laughed: "If you don't go back to the house again, I'm afraid Hongyi will blame me, but this time I came out in a hurry, and I couldn't prepare a favorite gift for her in a hurry." ”

Hearing the word red, Zhao Gao bowed his head slightly and didn't say a word more.

These two words, on the mansion with a surprisingly high door wall in the Northern Regions, are taboo for many people.

"Next time, you won't be so lucky, unless you can stay in Vermilion Bird City for the rest of your life!"

The evil boy turned his head and glanced at the head of Suzaku Castle, which was visible on the city wall not far away, and said in a low voice.

The master and servant headed north and set out on the road again.