The world has been stormy, and the flowers have bloomed and fallen for seventeen years.

The imperial city is still majestic, and Prime Minister Liu Cheng's mansion is also a high gate and a deep courtyard. Liu Fuding opened the heavy vermilion sandalwood door with a yawn as usual, and after scanning around with wide sleepy eyes, he saw that the streets around him were still empty, and there was no one in them.

The family shouted weakly: "The prime minister is out of the house, and the people are avoided!" and then he was about to return to the house lazily.

Before the new emperor ascended the throne, he kept offering various elixirs to the first emperor, and Liu Shangshu was already the official prime minister of Zuo, and the two of them were above 10,000 people, and their power was extremely popular. In today's imperial court, only the national teacher Zhang Hong can overshadow Prime Minister Liu's limelight, and even the national uncle Peng Taiwei has to give three points of courtesy when he sees them.

At that time, Shangshu Mansion was also rebuilt according to Zhang Zhengling's meaning, flying canopy carved tiles, magnificent, the first emperor gave the imperial forest guards to guard, three steps and a post, five steps and a sentry, the guard was strict, no less than the palace hall, even a fly did not want to break into this prime minister's mansion out of thin air.

Although the new emperor has been relegating to Zhang Hong since he ascended the throne, Prime Minister Liu Cheng no longer has much real power in his hands, but he still retains the glory and favor of the previous dynasty.

After shouting the number, he just wanted to enter the door, when he suddenly felt a little chill on his neck, and it spread all over his body in an instant.

Jiading looked up with some doubts, and suddenly sat on the ground in fright: I saw Prime Minister Liu Cheng's head hanging high above the gate, his tongue sticking out more than half a foot, and his eyes protruding desperately, obviously being greatly frightened before he died.

The family screamed strangely, and the four guards at the door quickly turned around, and when they saw Prime Minister Liu Cheng's head hanging high on the eaves of the mansion, they were also frightened and frightened. After a while, one of the guards suddenly shouted in horror: "Silver ...... Silver Eye ...... It's coming!"

When the other three guards heard this, they tried their best to hold back their panic, and reluctantly looked at the vermilion gate. This look was even more frightening than seeing Prime Minister Liu Cheng's head, and two guards were already sitting on the ground involuntarily.

On the dark red gate, there is a wolf head with a long roar in the sky. The wolf's eyes were painted silver white with silver powder, and with the dim morning sun, it exuded a terrifying killing intent.

Seventeen years after the death of the demon king, the world seems to be peaceful, but in fact it has been in chaos. It has become a common thing for shemales to slaughter each other.

The world relies on the Taoist artifact, and captures the Taoist monsters everywhere, or abolishes them as demon queens, or kills them to take pills, which seems to have the meaning of slaughtering all the monsters. And the demon world is naturally not to be outdone, and some powerful monsters have also come to the world to kill, returning blood for blood. One of the most chilling is the silver eye.

Although this demon has only appeared in Dongyuan in the past two years, the people he killed are either high-ranking and powerful, or rich and powerful, so he has the most notoriety. And every time the silver-eyed demon wolf kills someone, no matter how much, he will always hang the head of the person he killed above the door, and then draw the silver-eyed wolf's head on the door before he quietly leaves, hence the name of the silver-eyed wolf.

In the past two years, countless dignitaries have been killed, but no one has ever seen the true face of this silver eye. There are more than 100 monsters who died in the hands of Prime Minister Liu Cheng, and naturally they can't escape the pursuit of Silver Eye.

Although the emperor no longer reuses Prime Minister Liu, he is also extremely angry, because the entire capital has been made panicked, and the rich officials are even more frightened all day long, for fear that it will be himself who will be poisoned tomorrow, and Dongyuan is already in chaos in the world.

In the troubled times, the five major sects had no choice but to meet to abandon their previous suspicions and temporarily form an alliance to fight against those monsters who are making waves. It's just that this alliance has no unified goal, and there are many contradictions between new and old grudges, so although it is harmonious on the surface, in fact it is still independent and intrigued.

Among them, the Baidingshan Palace in Sichuan and Shu and the East China Sea in Qilu believed in the Guiqing faction and advocated killing to stop killing; the Jiujian Pavilion in Lingzhou, Jiangsu, and the Longhushan faction in Jiangxi Province belonged to the Qing faction because of the marriage relationship between their ancestors.

The Shaolin Buddhism, which is the most powerful in the Central Plains martial arts, adopts a compromise attitude, is impartial, and only plays the role of a mediator.

The reason for this is nothing more than between the five major sects and the rest of the martial arts factions, most people still advocate the use of force to suppress the monsters, after all, the demon king is dead, and there is no need to have so many worries about subduing demons and eliminating demons. Even if they encounter tricky monsters, most of the time, the major sects tacitly work together to subdue demons.

It's just a treasure of fame obtained by subduing demons, and the five major sects often fight because of the uneven distribution of spoils and their own grabbing merit. Therefore, in the Dongyuan martial arts, it seems that the waves are not alarming, but in fact, the dark tide is turbulent. The precarious martial arts alliance could only barely survive by relying on the top masters of a few major sects. If the two factions of Guiqing and Qing tear their faces again, they will give the monsters a chance to breathe.

In such troubled times, there is no one who suffers more than thousands of people. Hence the nursery rhyme that says:

The imperial court is the real imperial court, and the Taiping is the false Taiping.

The East China Sea white top day, Lingzhou dragon and tiger line.

The three clears are not one, and there is no peace in the world.

The Buddha refused to save him, and his family traveled to Kunlun.

Although the children's song does not sing the tragedy of the battle between the demons, it also clearly states the current situation of the Dongyuan world, if there is a big fight between several major sects, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the world. The peaceful and prosperous era imagined by the people can only be found in the area of Kunlun Mountain, which has experienced war and is sparsely populated.

Outside the Kunlun Mountains, an unnamed village. The remnant sun was like blood, and the entire lake was painted a blood-red color. In a small village not far from the lake, straight cooking smoke drifts lazily into the blood-colored sky. It is like an elf with no place to go, quietly watching this quiet and peaceful village under the blue sky.

"Brother Wushuang, Brother Ayu, hurry up. A slightly hoarse little girl said, "Give this fish to grandma, and she will be happy!"

The figures of the four teenagers gradually approached the quiet village from the lake. Although the Central Plains is a troubled era, it is still very far away for these children who grew up in Kunlun Mountain. This village, which had no quarrel with the world, was only a hundred miles away from the war, but it was lucky to escape the war.

At the front of the crowd was a girl with big eyes, the youngest of the group. And it can also be seen that the other three let her, let this little sister who seems to never grow up.

Walking behind the girl was a swarthy and sturdy teenager with thick eyebrows and thick lips, looking simple and stubborn. Not far behind the black boy was a tall, lanky, long-haired boy.

Words such as willow eyebrows and almond eyes, peach cheeks and cherry lips seem to be more suitable for women, but this young man just gave birth to a peerless beauty's face, perfect face shape, delicate facial features, and well-proportioned body shape, if it weren't for his figure being a little too thin and tall, he would definitely be mistaken for a girl.

At the end of the line was a slightly gloomy boy, his mouth closed so tightly that nothing seemed to make him speak.

"Little fish, go slowly, don't fall. The tall, thin boy and girl said with some concern. "Brother Wushuang is fine, this kind of golden-headed carp is already difficult to see, and I heard my grandmother say that she only saw it once when she was young. The girl named Xiaoyu replied in her slightly hoarse voice.

"Mu Wushuang, you bastard, in order to treat your injuries, Grandma Hu really has to worry about it!" the swarthy young man continued. Mu Wushuang nodded and said with a smile: "Well, yes." Ever since my grandmother left, Grandma Hu has been taking care of me. I don't seem to have any other relatives in this world. ”

"Brother Wushuang, don't you still have me, Brother Aman, Brother Ayu, and Xiaofeng ......"

"Hey, little fish, wooden dog, don't compare yourself to us. The swarthy boy said with a slight dissatisfaction.

Mu Wushuang smiled slightly and said, "Li Aman, cats and dogs are a mouthful, and Xiaoyu is not wrong to say so." Mu Wushuang's smile can't help but remind people of four words: a smile and a country. A young man named Ayu hugged his arm and said, "Even if you take a bite, it's a dog, and after a while, you can boil the fish soup, don't take the wood to feed the dog! ”

As the village drew closer, a dark figure quickly rushed in front of the four teenagers, circling around them. "Xiaofeng, are you hungry?" Mu Wushuang reached out and patted the black dog's back, and said with a smile: "There will be delicious food in a while, you just wait."

Xiao Feng raised his head and pressed his head against Mu Wushuang's hand with his head, looking very kind. Xiaofeng is a stray dog taken in by Mu Wushuang's grandmother. "Xiaofeng, I'll give you something delicious later," Xiaoyu said as he stroked Xiaofeng's head.

Xiaofeng stretched out his wide tongue and kept licking Xiaoyu's hand, Xiaoyu felt the itching of his palms and giggled. Four teenagers and a stupid dog wagging their tails walked quickly to the outside of the fence yard in the village.