Luoshui is intertwined like a spider's web, running through the city, and a tributary river turns the clear waves, crossing a dense peach forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was the time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and when the breeze came, there were pieces of crimson petals swaying and falling, rising and falling with the water.

A middle-aged scribe dressed in a Confucian robe, with slightly pale temples, stared at a cluster of peach blossoms on a thin branch, and his eyes contained a deep affection that no words could describe.

He stared at the cluster of peach blossoms for a long time, and complex emotions such as reminiscence, remorse, sweetness, and anger gradually appeared on his face, and he carried a pot of liquor under his sleeve robe, and occasionally poured a big sip, and the liquor entered his throat, as if turning into a burning flame, choking him to cough violently!

There was even more wine scattered, soaking his Confucian shirt, making him look like a depressed, depressed and poor literati who could only rely on spirits to kill his sorrows.

"Thirty years of searching for swordsmen, a few times back leaves and branches. Since I saw the peach blossoms, I have no doubt until now...... Peach Blossom, Peach Blossom, do you know how much I miss you......! ”

The scribe raised his head and drank the whole pot of wine, as if crying and laughing, and the whole person seemed to be crazy!

Several restaurants located in the prosperous area of East Changning Street in Luoyang have been occupied by a large number of Hu warriors in recent times.

These Hu warriors came with murderous spirit, and they did not hide their malice, so that the guys from the restaurant to the shopkeeper and down to the running hall were all trembling, lest they suffer from the fish in the pond.

In a spacious hall, the air seemed to freeze, and the masters of the Tuyuhun, Tiele, Turkic and other foreign tribes met here.

Throughout the ages, whenever the Central Plains Dynasty was weak, it was a good opportunity for wolves outside the territory to move and enjoy the feast, and every alien wanted to take a bite from the fat of the Central Plains and strengthen their own tribe.

or secretly colluded with the Central Plains forces, or directly ended up participating in the overall situation of the Central Plains competition, the most significant example is the Iron Horse Club formed by Ren Shaoming of "Qingjiao".

Ren Shaoming was originally a member of the Tiele tribe, and he was the son of Qu Ao, the flying eagle of Tiele, who lurked in the Central Plains after concealing his identity, and created the land of the Iron Cavalry Club across the Jiujiang River, which was originally a force that should not be underestimated all the way in the world.

It's a pity that he was chosen as a stepping stone by Wang Dong, not only did he lose his head, but the Iron Horse Club also collapsed overnight.

Later, in order to take revenge, Qu Ao also died in the hands of the king.

You must know that Qu Ao has been in Tiele for decades and has established a huge prestige, although his reputation has diminished since he was defeated by Wuzun Bi Xuan, but he is still one of the best grandmaster-level figures among the Tiele people.

In this way, the Iron Cavalry will be destroyed and Qu Ao's death will be added to the double hatred, and of course the Tiele people will not give up!

What's more, a year ago, in Manqingyuan, Wang Dong wantonly killed foreign masters, including almost all the big clans outside the territory, and even Tuoba Yu, a disciple of Wuzun Bi Xuan, was beheaded on the spot.

After the news came out, the entire prairie was boiling, and after a year of fermentation, this hatred was irrepressible, and could erupt anytime and anywhere.

"I don't believe in the Central Plains' statement, whatever opens the gate of heaven and resembles immortals, it's just an excuse they make for their weakness and incompetence."

A Turkic master sneered, and his words revealed disdain.

The hall gathered the essence of various ethnic groups outside the region, the most of which were all heroes with one hundred, the number of people exceeded hundreds, but they all used Chinese to talk to each other.

"Not bad! The people of the Central Plains are cunning and cowardly, they can't deal with that Wang Dong, in order to get rid of their own incompetence, they naturally want to trumpet the other party, hehe! Another alien master said hesitantly.

"It's just that we have mobilized a lot of manpower this year, and we really haven't found any trace of the surname Wang, this person seems to have disappeared."

"This also proves that he is indeed a cowardly rat, knowing that he will be broken into thousands of pieces by us, so he does not dare to show his head, the only thing worthy of praise is that his ability to make holes is really good, so many of us can't find ......."

The hall resounded with the sound of controversy, and the words were full of murderous intent.

There are also some people who look on coldly, their faces are so gloomy and terrible, they don't say a word.

Of course, there are alien masters in the hall who witnessed the battle of Luoshui, but don't look at the fact that this time the foreign clans came together, in fact, they all have their own ghosts, and the people who mock Wang Dong with their words may be really disdainful, or they may want to consume the strength of other parties in order to incite the rest of the people.

After all, the strife and fighting outside the territory are no less tragic than the conquests of the princes of the Central Plains.

"Bang!"

In the midst of a heated argument, a large hand with a protruding bone joint slammed into a large table, and the energy exploded, and the table was torn apart in an instant.

"I don't care if the surnamed Wang really has some ability, or just a mouse, it doesn't matter, I only have one purpose here, which is to cut him with a thousand knives to vent the hatred in my heart!"

The man's back was towering, as if a mountain had risen up, his hair was gray, his eyes shot a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said.

There was an instant silence in the hall, and the pins could be heard.

Even among the masters of this full house, this person can be called the most respectable.

This person is the father of Fu Qian, Fu Yun, the king of Tuyuhun!

Fu Yun is a ferocious hungry wolf, looking forward to the prosperous Central Plains, but he was defeated by the Sui general Wang Yangxiong, Yuwenshu, and had to lurk his minions and start over.

However, time will not come again, Fu Yun is now an old wolf, so he pins all his ambitions on Fu Qian.

After Fu Qian was deposed, Fu Yun was desperate and rushed to the Central Plains in person, which shows the killing intent and hatred in his heart.

Western suburbs, pure meditation Zen.

Bells, drums, wooden fish, and Sanskrit chanting resounded in every corner of the temple.

In the magnificent and solemn Buddha hall, Fan Qinghui, Shi Fei Xuan, the end of the four sects, the leaders of the four sects and even Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Ba Fenghan and others have gathered.

Everyone was silent, or their eyes were closed, or they were outside of the gods, and no one was talking, because they had said too much.

Not to mention it now.

It's just that in the sacred and solemn hall, even the golden Buddha with three feet tall and three feet lowering his eyebrows seems to add a bit of solemnity.

In this tense atmosphere, someone suddenly raised his eyes and looked suspicious: "Why did it suddenly calm down?!" ”

At this moment, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds and the chanting of the monks in their ears, but everyone had a strange and mysterious feeling.

It was as if the world had stopped turning at this moment, and fell completely silent.

Heaven and earth coincide.

The wind stopped blowing, the clouds stopped drifting, the rivers stopped flowing, the mountains and rivers solidified into ink paintings, and everything seemed to stand still, falling into a state of neither life nor death.

Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes were like swords, and the color sky sword carried by the senior concubine Xuan trembled lightly, as if to say: "He's here!" ”

Fan Qinghui sighed faintly: "After all, we can't avoid it, this battle we will face an unprecedented opponent, no matter what, this battle will be recited through the ages, maybe the name of each of us will be passed on to future generations, it's a pity...... It's a pity that this battle may also be the most tragic battle in the history of martial arts, and the blood shed in these thirteen days may exceed the thirteen years and one hundred and thirty years of martial arts in ......the past. ”

The end said lightly: "Martyrdom and death, but please be worthy of your heart!" ”

Bang!

At this moment, a thunderbolt exploded out of thin air between heaven and earth, tearing apart the dead world in an instant, and everything that was originally "static" suddenly moved.

Whoa! Whoa!

Birds flew in fright, animals roared and wailed, and fled in all directions, and the big and small fish in the river scurried and jumped through the river......

Ning Daoqi, Bi Xuan, Fu Cailin...... Masters of the Extraterrestrial Races...... A group of people such as Fanqinghui, Kou Zhong, and Xu Ziling in the Jingnian Zen Buddhism, countless masters swept up, and the sound of the wind breaking their clothes came and went, gathering in one direction.