Li Xiu had never seen Mr. Er, and before the Xiaonan Bridge, the Commander of the Wild Wilderness used a trick bag to summon the projection of Mr. Er, and then the quilt was cut off by Zifei's sword.

So he hadn't seen it, because he didn't recognize it just now, and he hadn't seen Liang Xiaodao leading the Pingzhen Army to guard Sanlixia at that time.

Desolate, there is nothing that can be relieved of the relationship between the Snow Country and the Tang Dynasty, this is a sea of blood feud that has been piled up for hundreds of years, and if you see it, you will be divided between life and death.

Just like when the land of the Three Ancient Beings was shattered, Li Xiu was teleported into the snow field, and when he met the old and weak women and children in the deserted villages, they were all killed, it was not cruel, but it had to be done, because there were more women and children in the Tang Kingdom who died in the hands of the deserters, and the war and hatred between countries would far from end, and it would not end until one side was completely destroyed.

Are you tired, scared, and you're going to leave if you surrender without fighting?

The Tang State would not admit this, because the prosperous Tang Dynasty was not so cowardly, nor would it want to convince people with virtue and righteousness.

If you come, you will die, if you walk in, you will die, and if you leave, you will definitely die.

This is an iron law that countless Tang people have exchanged for their lives, and Li Xiu also respects and respects it.

Mr. Er had a faint smile on his face, and he was not angry, he had not seen Li Xiu either, but he knew him, because every household of the Desolate tribe had a portrait of the prince of the Tang Dynasty who broke the snow drift by himself.

"There are a lot of people who want to kill me, but there are not many who can do it, can you kill them?"

He looked at Li Xiu and chuckled.

The eyes of everyone present kept looking at these two people, there is no doubt that the popularity of the desolate people is lower than that of the Tang Dynasty, but there are always exceptions to everything, the high priest Congpu and his six disciples have a very high reputation above the desolate state, just like the prestige of Chen Luo drunk Chunfeng Zifei and others above the desolate state is also not low.

In every place, there will be a few people who stand on top of each other.

And these people will let everyone know.

The game and war between the Tang Kingdom and the Desolate People, even if they were far away in the Desolate State, they had heard of it.

"The people in the academy like to bet the most, so Mr. Two might as well make a bet with me. ”

"Bet on what?"

Mr. Two asked with one hand hanging down at his side with great interest.

Li Xiu looked down at him, and a chill appeared in his plain eyes: "Bet your life, and mine." ”

Liang Xiaodao leaned back, Xiong Fat jumped back from his body to Li Xiu's shoulder, and said in his heart, You can really make trouble for me.

"Chips are needed for betting, I'm curious about what His Highness's confidence is, does it depend on that fat bear?"

Mr. Two stretched out his finger and pointed to the raccoon squatting on his shoulder, and said.

Everyone's eyes followed the direction of his finger, and then saw the bear fat on Li Xiu's body.

My heart was slightly cold, and I realized that this little raccoon that looked harmless to humans and animals turned out to be a demon king of the Five Realms, but it was no wonder that the dignified prince of the Tang Kingdom went to the wasteland to practice, how could there be no grandmaster by his side?

Xiong Fat scratched his tail, stared at Mr. Second with a pair of small eyes, and said, "Master Xiong kills you like a chicken." ”

As the words fell, a desolate and ancient evil aura that belonged to the ferocious beast swept in all directions from above the cloud boat, and nearly a hundred cloud boats shook at the same time, and a bottomless water hole appeared out of thin air under the sea surface in the center of Li Xiu's feet, and then a huge whirlpool swirled from the center of the sea water.

It was like a bottomless pit that attracted hundreds of miles of sea water to rush into it, and the five small boats on the surface of the sea shook violently, as if they would be absorbed into the bottom of the sea at any time.

How can such a scene be described as huge?

Everyone looked at Li Xiu in shock, and there was some disbelief in their hearts, that raccoon didn't even reveal its body to have such a might, such a strength is probably already a fierce beast at the peak of the Five Realms, such strength is not under the master of crossing the sea, sending a strong person of this level to accompany the guard, this Li Xiu's status is only more important than they imagined.

The smile on Mr. Er's face retracted a little, and he looked at Xiong Fat with some surprise, then nodded and said, "Indeed, this is still a little interesting, but it is still a little worse." ”

He said that if it is worse, then it must be worse, because he is a disciple of Congpu, and looking at the entire continent, whether it is Huangzhou or Tang Kingdom, he is one of those people who can stand at the top.

Then his words must be right.

Li Xiu patted the raccoon's head, the violent color in the bear's fat eyes subsided, and the changing wind and clouds around him and the churning sea water under his feet returned to calm.

"How many people are there in Nanxue?"

Li Xiu asked.

"Three people. ”

Mr. Two did not intend to hide it, but simply said the answer neatly.

Li Xiu didn't ask, but put his eyes on the two ships, Mr. Er smiled slightly, turned sideways, and raised his hand to open the curtain of the other ship.

Today's weather was originally very good, and the sun was shining and it was a pleasant day, but just now the bear fat stirred up the wind and clouds and the sea water, and messed up the avenue.

The blue sky and the white sun disappeared, and the deep dark clouds that spread for thousands of miles condensed the sea water vapor and hung above everyone's heads, there was no thunder, and there was no lightning.

But it doesn't affect the rain.

The rain on the sea always falls with the wind, but at this moment there is no wind, and the rain falls straight down on the cloud boats and wooden boats.

Two people walked out of the cabin curtain, also dressed in white, and a young man stood in front of him, nodding at Li Xiu, with a smile on his face, looking a little shy.

Another man stood behind him, holding an umbrella over their heads to shield them from the wind and rain falling overhead.

Li Xiu looked at him, his calm expression became a little colder, and so did Liang Xiaodao.

A trace of hatred appeared in Murong Xue's eyes.

"Looks like you're not losing enough. ”

Li Xiu said.

"Thanks to the invitation of His Highness, I naturally want to come and go on a walk. ”

Zhibai arched his hand at Li Xiu and said.

Like Li Xiu, Zhibai's portrait is not a household name in the Tang Dynasty, but all the top forces will have it, and Murong Xue naturally saw it at the beginning.

Later, Gusu City was defeated, although Murong Yingjie defeated Changlin and Yin Cao in one fell swoop with the sword of Zhibai, which could be called a big victory, but he died, which is something that many people can't accept.

For example, Murong Xue.

Besides, it looks like a big win, but what is the truth?

Zhibai is far away in the Southern Snow Plain, and without losing a single cent, Gusu City will lose Murong Yingjie and the old sword god, even if the fall of Changlin will have no effect on him, can this be regarded as a loss or a win?

"Mr. Two, Mr. Four, and Mr. Six came together, so the scene was too big. ”

Li Xiu's gaze swept over the three of them and said lightly.

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PS: Three shifts a day this month, or three in one