The water of the Li River will freeze once a year, a foot of thick ice can support thousands of horses, but few people dare to try it easily, twice the blood stained river water, will become the heaviest place in the whole world, especially in this winter even if you are wrapped in cotton clothes can not help but shiver during the period, a little closer to the gloom from the bottom of the heart can no longer be stopped.

On the bank of the river, a man in green clothes stood on the bank of the river, his thin clothes were blown by the river wind, but the figure still stood straight, although there was the elegance of a literati, but there was no poor sourness of a talent, and the sad eyes seemed to be full of desire to fill the soul of Jiangyin, and see through the frost and snow on the shore.

"General, you're here. "A sergeant in heavy armor walked in, his dull iron boots stepped on the snow, leaving a clanging sound, if it weren't for the gloomy night covering the numerous lines on the armor, I was afraid that he would be able to recognize it at a glance, and the battle suit that only showed his eyebrows represented the most invincible existence in the Northern Wei army - Wei Wushu.

Under the leadership of Tsing Yi and White Horse, 50,000 Wei soldiers stepped through the Southern Tang Dynasty million army formation, which was called a nightmare by Han Zhishi, and proved with a tragic human purgatory three years ago that the word nightmare is not a personal respect for Li Zaixiao, strict discipline, fierce combat, is the most description of the Northern Wei army, and after that time it became the exclusive domain of Wei Wushu.

is such a dominant one, but the tiger and wolf division that can stop the night cry of the baby in Jiangnan, but he is willing to obey the orders of a scholar who looks a little weak and doesn't even speak strongly, many people can't figure it out.

"Every year at this time, I feel that I should walk over, but after watching it for so long, I can't take a step, whether I dare or don't want to. Lee Jae-hyo said to himself.

The black-armored sergeant did not follow the other party's words to answer, but said very abruptly: "There are a few rats that have scurried into Cangzhou, His Highness is in the light, they are in the dark, I'm afraid it will ......"

Li Zaixiao waved his hand, as if he didn't want to see this sad scenery anymore, his eyes closed, the wind in his ears was mixed with too many voices that did not belong to this moment, the noisy war drums, the torn roar, the desperate screams, the vicious curses, and the voice: General, the sorrow that we want to go home has faded, and after listening to it for many years, it is not as turbulent as it was at the beginning.

"No, Maochuan will solve it, I haven't taught him anything over the years, just let him know how to live, it seems that the brothers still remember the Tsing Yi who used to hold the scroll, but forgot that he has been here for ten years to see the river in Xiao, Wang Ke, after I leave, you can keep this river. ”

Sergeant Wang Ke, who was called Wang Ke, knelt on the ground and clasped his hands together and said: "General rest assured, even if the general is not in the army, those children in the Southern Tang Dynasty will not want to take a step across the river." With that, he paused for a moment, and seemed to have made a lot of determination before continuing.

"It's just a general, once you leave Cangzhou, the last general is afraid that someone doesn't want you to come back, and you can get away with it three years ago, but this time it is bound to be even more dangerous. ”

"But I can't look at the river here for ten years, and I'm going to ask the Holy Lord for a will to return to my hometown, at least let you go home and see." ”

There was only a breath of weak words that were blown away by the river wind, and Wang Ke's body was shocked, and the dark heavy armor made a clicking sound, which was originally made of the most unique armor in Jiangzhou, with a weight of forty or fifty catties, but it is a pity that Jiangzhou has been renamed Fengnian.

I don't know why, the word "home" is particularly tragic to hear, this fierce general who has never been moved by a sharp blade through his chest, but at this moment he has red tiger eyes, and he drank sonorously, "Where there is a general, it is home, and Wei Wushu is willing to live and die with the general." ”

Li Zaixiao smiled slightly, patted the sergeant's shoulder gently, and opened his eyes for a long time with a touch of unwillingness and determination, and said: "Remember, no matter what happens, the Wei of Wei Wushu will always be the Wei of Great Wei, and I am just a scholar in green clothes riding a white horse, father-in-law, the old thirteen have come to see you." ”

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In the same night, with the same decision, the injured assassin wondered why the mysterious servant of the third rank had never used his aura from beginning to end, but he was angry that His Royal Highness King Qi, who was not even as good as ordinary people, how could he dare to put on a calm appearance.

"Damn, isn't it over there for Feng Qi yet? a mortal can't solve it, it's really a waste. The distraught killer complains about the incompetence of his companions, unaware that the shocking wound in his abdomen has also been suffered by a mortal.

A faint qi emerges from the dantian, and the third-rank mortal realm is enough to trigger the spiritual power induction between heaven and earth, and bless itself with the help of natural power, which is the most fundamental difference between a cultivator and a mortal.

However, the little servant, who is also a third-class cultivator and is regarded as the biggest threat by the other party, doesn't seem to know what cultivation is, and he doesn't know what the spiritual power of heaven and earth is, but he can only feel the restless breath in his abdomen every time the young master is sick, and in his eyes, it is just a little stronger than ordinary people.

As the aura around the body was constantly mobilized by the killer's killing intent, the power condensed on the Pu knife was also increasing layer by layer, click, and the bed board made of bamboo strips seemed to be unable to withstand some invisible oppressive force and cracks appeared, Su Wen's eyes narrowed, knowing that he could not let the other party continue like this, and the Pu knife in his hand slashed out horizontally, like the autumn leaves that fell into the pond rippled, and the condensed spiritual power was shaken by the blade A layer of ripples, but for Su Wen, it was like cutting into an earthen wall and couldn't move.

The other party also moved, only to see the killer quickly draw his sword, and the extremely sharp qi blade broke through the space, and the heaven and earth aura that blocked Su Wen was actually mobilized by it in an instant.

Qigui rushed out with an arrow, did not choose to help Su Wen, but as before, he attacked the opponent when he was unprepared when he was attacking with all his strength, but the pain of the wound still touched the tense nerves, and the moment he made his move, the killer had already reacted, as said before, it was not a quick knife to sneak attack, once the other party was on guard, then all the cover-ups were in vain.

The sideways blade did not drag the slightest mud and water, it is undeniable that this slightly conceited killer does have the ability to conceit, and can take every opportunity to shoot just right when he is seriously injured, it can be seen that before this time, the Pu knife should have cut off a lot of heads.

Unlike the strong man who dared to block the road and kill just after receiving a piece of yellow paper, and was carried away for a reward of a few thousand taels of silver, the killer this time was qualified to know more, at least he knew who the master who gave him the order was.

The knife cut through the flesh, the bloody breath filled the air again, the little servant's slightly blackened face suddenly turned pale, and the freckles were squeezed together because of the pain, this knife was not fatal, the wound was even insignificant compared to the injury in the other party's abdomen, but it was really long for that thin body.

"Seven expensive. Su Wen exclaimed in surprise, although the same knife edge was not in the same position, it still flashed the image he didn't want to remember in his mind, and his face was stained with two drops of warm liquid, which merged with the blood stained on his cheeks before.

"It's over. The killer swung the knife again, not at the little servant who had lost his action, but at Su Wen, who was distracted and stiff, the coiled aura blew away his scattered hair, a grim and vicious face seemed to be a demon from hell, and the light reflected by the Pu knife slipped from the top of Su Wen's head until it was reflected in those clean and clear eyes, until the pain came from his neck.

Bloody, Yin Hong rushed into his mind with unbearable pain, and at that moment Su Wen's vision was in a trance, there was no sharp Pu knife in front of him, no hideous face, and it was no longer the simple thatched house.

The golden palace loomed between the clouds and mist, casting a miraculous glow, which seemed to be more majestic than the imperial city he had never seen before, but he had longed for a long time, and a huge shadow hung down from a stone tablet that reached the sky, and he took a step forward, but was stopped by a delicate anger.

"How dare you trespass into the abode of a saint. ”

Su Wen turned around, but found that there was no one, and suddenly the scene around him began to change, the palace was dilapidated, broken walls and ruins could be seen everywhere, and large blurred figures surrounded themselves in the middle, unable to see their faces clearly, but they could hear their unbridled laughter.

A heart-wrenching pain suddenly emerged from all four limbs, as if every inch of skin had been crushed by someone, he wanted to scream but couldn't scream, he could only watch as those blurred images gradually disappeared, and the strange world around him collapsed, until there was chaos, and a huge blood-colored skeleton took up the entire space.

Is it a dream? But how can there be such a real dream, the chaos receded, the huge skeleton was still hanging in the sky, there was no flesh and skin connected jaw laughing, the mortals on the earth like the size of ants looked up at the sky, but they were not afraid of the existence of the skeleton, they were also laughing, in an instant it seemed that the whole world was filled with laughter, but this laughter was not good, it seemed to be mocking, like joy, like joy, but it made Su Wen feel that every inch of his body was burned by the fire.

The sky cracked, a crimson waterfall poured down from the crack, the earth was flooded with blood, all sounds stopped abruptly, thirty-six stone pillars rose to the sky, turning the whole sky into a cage, people were like bodies sealed in amber, stiffened in the sea of blood, no breath, no life, skeletons were also submerged, heaven and earth could not be separated, only an extremely dazzling crimson remained.

Finally, Su Wen saw himself, lying naked on a stone platform, the strange lines were painted all over his body, and the blood was flooded, he wanted to run, but he was motionless on the stone platform as if he was dead, and the cold sea water pierced into his body like a needle, without pain, but in his heart gave birth to all the negative emotions in the world, sadness, sorrow, confusion, and remorse......

Blood continued to pour in, and finally the blood of the entire heaven and earth merged into that insignificant body, the boundaries of heaven and earth were re-defined, and the faces of the mortals who were released showed a look of awe, they thanked the heavens, thanked the huge blood-colored skeleton, Su Wen felt that his body was as heavy as lead, heavy hands and feet, heavy breathing, heavy eyelids, until all the feelings dissipated because of the heaviness, and bursts of laughter seemed to echo in his ears.

The blurred vision finally became clear, the wound on his neck was clear, and the assassin's shocked face was equally clear, as a thin palm stained red with blood was gripping the sharp sword tightly, unable to move a single inch no matter how much he exercised his cultivation.

Su Wen trembled the corners of his mouth, his illness was committed, and he wanted to drink blood......