"What's going on?"

Seeing the smoke billowing and the flames in the small city in front of him, Qin Shou was stunned and said, "Is this a fire in the whole city?"

Yang Xian shook his head and said, "This is not a fire, someone is making trouble!"

When he was talking to Qin Shou, he looked ahead, his eyes burst with light, and suddenly his ears moved, and he said to Qin Shou: "Didn't you say that you were going to rebel? Now I'll let you see the fate of these rebels!"

As he spoke, his palm stretched out, and he had already pinched the back of Qin Shou's neck, and said lightly: "You also come and open your eyes!"

Before Qin Shou could react to what was going on, he felt that his neck was tight, and immediately a flower appeared in front of him, his feet were off the ground, the scenery in front of him was rapidly receding, the wind was whistling in his ears, the wind was blowing on his face like a knife, blowing his skin like water waves, his eyes were in severe pain, he could no longer open them, and tears were thrown out of his eyes uncontrollably. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Shou wanted to struggle, but after being grabbed by Yang Xian's neck, his whole body couldn't exert his strength, his limbs drooped down weakly, and he couldn't move at all, only his mind was still sober.

"Damn, how fast is this Yang boy?"

Feeling the wind, Qin Shou was terrified in his heart, "I am now being pinched by his neck, and only after the speed is fast enough can there be such a strong wind." According to the current feeling, even the top sports cars in the previous life can't compare!"

"The speed of human beings in this world can reach this level!"

Qin Shou was surprised and yearning, and there was a faint feeling of humiliation that Yang Xian took away by his neck without the strength to resist.

"One day, I can do it too!"

Even if Qin Shou closed his eyes, his eyeballs were still blown by the wind, and his tears fell uncontrollably, making him embarrassed, uncomfortable, and depressed, and said in his heart: "According to the novels that Lao Tzu read before, as a time-traveling person, I should be the protagonist." Why is all the evidence showing that Yang Xian's kid is the protagonist's life? Could it be that this guy is the so-called Son of Destiny?"

"Could it be that in the end, Lao Tzu will fight with him for the ownership of this world?"

"But this kid has saved my life, Lao Tzu is not uncommon to be an official, and it doesn't hurt to give it to him in this world! It's just that he can't be allowed in martial arts practice! However, ...... This Yang kid is indeed a bit powerful......"

Qin Shou's mind jumped out, and before he could figure out what the situation was, he seemed to regard himself as the protagonist of this world, and he didn't blush and thought that he would definitely achieve something extraordinary in the future.

It's just that he won't tell Yang Xian anymore about this idea now, and he is afraid that Yang Xian will laugh at him again.

Just as Qin Shou was thinking wildly, suddenly his body was heavy, his feet had stepped on the ground, and the wind stopped beside his ears, and the feeling of cutting like a knife disappeared.

Yang Xian's voice slowly sounded in his ears, "It's here!"

Hearing this, Qin Shou slowly opened his eyes.

The end is a mess.

The city wall, which had just been seen from a distance, stood tall in front of him, and the blue-brown wall had dense holes of different shades, and it seemed that this city wall had been attacked a lot.

Looking down, the base of the wall was covered with moss, and on the moss lay the corpses of many soldiers, some of whom were dead, and some of whom were still bleeding, staining the moss at the base of the wall with blood.

Shouts of killing continued to sound from the city, interspersed with weeping and pleading.

Before Qin Shou could see the difference, Yang Xian, who listened, said: "Come with me!"

He moved his legs and strode toward the gates.

Seeing this, Qin Shou hurriedly trotted to follow.

Walked to the city gate, looked up, and saw three big characters engraved on the cyan stone on the city gate: Cold Forest City!

At this time, pools of blood flowed on the ground at the city gate, which was already in a semi-congealed state.

The corpses of several soldiers lay in a row, and a few daring birds were jumping around on them, looking for food, and the ground was covered with a dense network of blood-colored paw prints.

The gate of the city was broken and fell to the ground, and through the long doorway, several men in the city dressed as ironclad soldiers could be seen walking back and forth near the doorway.

Yang Xian led Qin Shou through the doorway as soon as a few men found the two of them, and they all turned their heads to look at the two.

"Who are you?"

A man with a spear shouted at the two of them, "Is it the brother of the altar?"

Yang Xian ignored this person's inquiry and continued to move forward.

He looked into the distance, and saw thick smoke rising from the civil law and streets in front of him, and many corpses of ordinary people lying on the ground.

"These two who ask for food must be Da Zhou's spies!"

Seeing that Yang Xian ignored him, the questioning man couldn't help but be annoyed, and viciously picked up his spear and stabbed Yang Xian distractedly.

At this time, Yang Xian was dressed in a small coat, with long hair scattered, and walked barefoot with a bamboo cane, while Qin Shou was originally wearing tattered, at this time, the two stood together, and they did look like two beggars asking for food, and the man with the gun said that the two of them were asking for food, and it was not wrong.

Looking at the spear stabbed by this person, Yang Xian's body moved slightly, and he wanted to kill the person in front of him, but when his palm was about to be raised, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and immediately stood still.

A red light suddenly appeared in front of Yang Xian, and with a "bang" it knocked away the spear that was about to stab in front of Yang Xian, and then a coquettish laugh came from the side, "The disciples of the Heavenly Mandate Sect are so evil!"

Yang Xian's body did not move, looked up at the person who spoke, and saw a woman in red standing on a step not far from the inner city gate, with a long red ling wrapped around her in her hand, and the red ling's two ends were cocked, fluttering around her like a living thing.

The woman's red scarf was tied on her head, and her red tight-fitting clothes highlighted her concave and delicate figure, with a pink face and beautiful eyes, at this time, she glanced at Yang Xian and Qin Shou, and said with a smile: "Ouch, you two children are so bold, don't you know that the people of the Heavenly Mandate Sect are killing people in the city today?"

When she spoke, she didn't see any movement, but the red ling in her hand flew out like a snake, but for a moment it had already entangled the man who threw the gun, and then shook suddenly, and the man left his feet on the ground, screaming and flying into the air.

After the woman in red threw the man with the gun out, she looked at several people in iron armor nearby and giggled, "You all should go with him!"

She spoke in her mouth, and her hand did not stop, and the long red ling in her hand flew out rapidly, just entangled the dozen or so strong men present and threw them into the air in an instant.

Until she threw the last big man out, the first big man hadn't fallen from the sky, which showed how fast she struck.

After the woman in red threw these people away, she walked towards Yang Xian and the others.

Before the people arrived, the incense was already blowing in their faces.

The woman in red stood in front of the two, and after carefully examining the two of them with a pair of big round eyes, she suddenly covered her mouth and smiled: "You two guys are very interesting, the slave family saved your life, don't you know how to say thank you?"