readx;? On the 18th of May, on the eve of dawn, the woods on the north shore of Rushui were still filled with damp moisture. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of horses' hooves from far and near shattered the silence of the morning, startling the birds in the forest, a war horse wearing armor and thorns, only showing its hideous head, swept through the dense forest like a wind, and the knight's strong body was wrapped in black iron armor, like an iron tower cast on horseback.

For now, however, the heavy armor meant more to the knight than to protect, as his head was exposed beyond the armor, his shaved scalp was shiny, and the thin mouse tail braids around his ears and behind his head looked like they were hung with snakes.

The war horse rushed out of the forest and suddenly stopped on the riverbank, and the heavily armored and bald Jurchen knight raised his head and looked towards the shadowy castle in the south.

Wanyan Zongpo is in his forties this year, and as for how much more, I'm afraid even he doesn't know.

His ancestors had been slaves for generations, and like the other animals of his master's family, he had no name or age. When he was just over the bow, he was shoved with a knife in his hand, and since then he has followed his master's ponytail with his head down and fought everywhere. From the white mountains and black waters to the land of Yanyun, from the sixteen states of the thistle to the Yanmen Pass in Shanxi, the thin beard just appeared on the lips, the knife in his hand was replaced with a long knife, and the crotch also rode on the war horse, followed the master all the way to the south, rushed to the front of the team, killed the Yellow River, and entered Bianliang City.

He still remembered the shock when he saw the prosperity of Bianliang City for the first time, every hair on his body stood up, he never thought that there was such a beautiful and luxurious place in the world, the beauty and atmosphere that he had never seen before made him feel like a mouse crawling out of a hole in the ground. But soon, the prosperity was looted by him and the huge army behind him, leaving behind a pile of broken ruins that were no different from the places they had killed before.

From that day on, he suddenly realized that beautiful things are fragile and fragile, whether it is the landscape, the porcelain, or the delicate women of the southern country.

It was from that day that he discovered that destroying a beautiful object with his own hands was such an exciting and thrilling experience.

In the next twenty years, he went from slave to soldier, from Meng'an to Moke, and followed his master like a tug of war in this land of the Central Plains, crushing everything under his feet, destroying all traces of beauty, but he found that he could no longer advance an inch south, and those southerners who seemed to be extremely weak burst out under the weight of the power that surprised even him, and even made him wonder if he had become weak. And what made him even more apprehensive was that his master also began to meditate day by day, becoming more and more like the southerners who had been crushed by them.

His surname became Wanyan, his name became Zongpo, and when he breathed and walked, the people around him did not dare to make even a sound, but he still felt fear, he was afraid that one day he would become like those southerners, like a white worm that was crushed at will.

Zong Han died, and his old master Zong Bi also died, but fortunately, King Hailing became their new king, King Hailing was younger than him and more crazy than everyone else, so after Zong Bi died, he became a quick knife in the hands of King Hailing.

Just last winter, King Hailing also died, but he was fearless, as a martial arts master, he could enjoy everything, he could destroy everything, and even the newly enthroned emperor would not say anything to him.

The only regret is that there is nothing left in this land to destroy for him, and even those who are powerful and the rebels who occupy the mountains cannot arouse his interest in killing - are you in the mood to lie on the ground all day long and crush ants?

Therefore, when he received the military report that he would attack Caizhou again with his troops in Runan, he quickly ordered five hundred elites, and before he even had time to wait for them to assemble, he stepped on the fierce demon horse and rode straight to Runan alone.

Zhao Jiabao is the last delicious fruit that Jin Guo has always left on his lips, and now he is finally going to eat it. This feeling made him happy and longing, and it made him a little sad and lost, but no matter what, he did not allow anyone to touch and share. Everything here will be peeled off little by little, by his own hands, and the pit will be peeled out, and then chewed and swallowed slowly, so as to get the greatest enjoyment.

At this moment, Wanyan Zongpo immediately looked at Zhaojiabao a few miles away, his eyes gradually burned, like a hungry wolf seeing a pink prey. The next moment, he urged the demon horse under his crotch, jumped abruptly over the water surface four or five zhang wide and narrow, and swooped down in the direction of the south.

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After Cen Qing flew away, Zhang Zheng did not rest, he ran on the couch in the dock room for a while, and the sky became cloudy. After washing up briefly and carefully touching up his makeup according to the method taught by Cen Qing, a servant from the castle came over and invited him to breakfast.

"No, I'm out of the dock now. Please tell Lord Zhao Castle that you don't forget the previous agreement. Zhang Zheng did not restore men's clothes, but continued to maintain the image of a woman in Tsing Yi, he sorted out the events of last night and sighed heavily.

The soul of Zhao Song, the king of Runan County, actually devoured the soul of Lin Zongjiu, the leader of the Great Joy Demon Sect, and this news shocked him.

Fifty years ago, the Great Joy Demon Sect originated on the border of the Western Regions, fabricating gods and demons, and rumored that the heavens and the earth were destroyed, and only by believing in them could they be liberated. The deacons in the sect also manifested themselves with the supernatural powers of monks, which attracted countless foolish men and stupid women to worship each other, and finally they really created an evil god to come out, which caused the Taoist and Buddhist sects to be greatly shocked.

In the end, although the Demon Sect was destroyed under the joint attack of the imperial court and the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, and the ignorant believers who secretly hid the statue of the evil god were also slaughtered, Lin Zongjiu's body was still there, but the soul was missing. Daomen has been tracking for a long time, but he has sunk between the two worlds of yin and yang, but he didn't expect that he actually occupied the body of the king of Runan County with his demon skills, and this king of Runan County was even more gloomy and ruthless, not only devouring Lin Zongjiu's soul, but then sealing the city for twenty years, I don't know what he did in private, and now he is still seeking immortality.

If Zhao Song completely obtained the means of Lin Zongjiu, he was afraid that there would also be an evil god in this Runan City. The so-called Blood Food Society, a thousand human souls, and a hundred demons are the sacrifices of the evil gods.

He had read the classics of the Daomen, heard about this forbidden history, and knew that when he killed the evil god, Longhu Mountain had dispatched ten Jindan elders, and in the end, two of them had fallen.

Fortunately, Zhao Song was only bent on immortality at the moment, and promised not to support the Blood Food Society anymore, and it seemed that he had no intention of using the evil god, otherwise this place in Runan would probably be ruined again.

He saw Zhao Song's hole cards, and Zhao Song also knew that he was the successor of Longhu Mountain, coupled with Cen Qing's strong suppression, the two sides were afraid of each other, and they were temporarily safe last night, but whether it was the evil god or Zhao Song's immortality, it was not what he wanted to see.

"The temple demon is windy...... he sighed.

There are thousands of innocent people here, so Zhao Song took this as a threat, and it was expected that he would not dare to notify Longhu Mountain without scruples, and it would be difficult for Longhu Mountain to support Longqi, and it would be difficult for him to reach out to the territory of Jin Kingdom. The Jinguo Daomen declined, and the Buddhism Gate flourished far away in the central capital, which made a cancer in this border place.

If Cen Qing hadn't arrived in time, in fact, the moment he learned that the other party was the leader of the Great Joy Demon Sect, he would almost have the urge to turn around and leave.

I have to admit that in fact, he has always been envious of Cen Qing's free and easy habit of doing what he wants. He has practiced since he was a child, and although he is extremely bad in his casual nature, the road ahead and the future are predestined, just like a road that can see the end at a glance, no matter how he wanders on the road, he will eventually reach the end point, and there is no other choice or fantasy.

The image that Cen Qing designed for him just met this wish in his heart at this point, so that when playing the role of Qingyun Fairy, he was more willing to hand over his back and ideas to Cen Qing, act recklessly, and steal half a day of leisure.

And after Cen Qing left, he could only revert to walking under the gate of Longhu Mountain, taking the world as his own responsibility, subduing demons and eliminating demons, exorcising evil spirits and strengthening righteousness, this is his only heart that cannot be changed.

But what should be done?

He walked up to the wall of the dock fort, saw the countless eyes cast at the north gate of Runan City, and saw the expectations of those people, and for the first time felt his deep powerlessness.

"Qingyun Fairy!"

Someone shouted below, first by one person, and then the voices grew louder and louder, gradually gathering into a torrent of sounds. The warriors of the Jin Kingdom, who were watching the bustle from afar, looked at this side in horror, unable to imagine that the scattered southerners in their eyes could have such morale.

"What will you do?" Li Hu and Bai Qi were mixed in the crowd, and when they glanced at each other, they could feel the worry in each other's eyes.

One mile north of Zhaojiabao, Wanyan Zongpo listened to the cry from afar, a hideous smile appeared on his cheeks, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the demon horse accelerated again, turning into a gust of wind.

"Skin you first!" he laughed cruelly.

In the vicinity of the decadent Sanlidian, a middle-aged man wearing a hat and carrying a black gold spear walked slowly alone, his soul was steaming like the scorching sun, and he stepped into Runan City in one step.

On the vast plain with a radius of 100 miles, if you look down from the sky, you will see that in the north and south directions, there is a rapidly advancing shadow coming towards this place.

"Come on, come all on, this land never refuses blood. ”

In the main hall of Runan City, Zhao Song, who was like a mountain, fell on the throne. And Bai Yuanshan, who walked in with the black robe, stood up again, looked down at his body, and suddenly giggled, he looked down at the ten guards of the Silver Palace who were kneeling on the ground, and said in Zhao Song's tone: "Set off, go to Caizhou." ”

And Cen Qing, who was far away in Caizhou, suddenly raised his head and heard a cold and disgusted voice in his ears.

"Get out!"