"Where are you going, sir?"

Xiu Yunqi took a deep breath and strode towards the battlefield, he ignored the captain's shouts, he felt that he needed to do something. You may regret it in the future, but if you don't do it now, you won't be able to understand it.

The peak ancestor of the Huaxu Ancient Kingdom killed Sun Shaoxing, opening a small gap in Hongwu's defense line, and was about to swing his army in, when he suddenly sensed something. He turned his head to look and saw Xiu Yunqi walking towards him.

This battle is almost a copy of the previous war. Sun Shaoxing is not the opponent of the peak ancestor, but in the past hundred years, Xiu Yunqi has already left Sun Shaoxing far behind.

He is a demon race in the world, and his talent far surpasses that of the human race. is also a peak ancestor, he is far superior to his opponents.

His face was cold, his moves were fatal, all kinds of natal powers were used, and his opponents were at a disadvantage everywhere, and the cultivators of Hongwu behind him applauded loudly with tears in their eyes.

Sun Shaoxing died in battle to rescue them, and now his own ancestor immediately came forward to avenge the martyrs, and their chests were agitated, and their emotions were difficult to suppress.

Boom!

Half an hour later, Xiu Yunqi won, and he rose in the air, his whole body breathing smoothly. The kind of "inaccessibility" that I was holding in my chest just now is finally gone.

At his feet, the corpses of the enemy were falling rapidly, smashing into a deep pit in the ground.

Xiu Yunqi heard the cheers of the Xiu army behind him, looked back, and was a little puzzled in his heart: Why did the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty chase and kill the demon clan in our world, and the court is the enemy, but at this moment, he has a sense of identity with Hongwu?

What did that guy Song Zheng do? It was he who sent himself to the battlefield and made himself like this.

......

In Beitai City, the cold wind howls and blows through the city walls. Midsummer has passed, and autumn is cold in the north.

Xiao Zhen stood on the north gate, looking at the direction of the battlefield in the north, and faintly could see the reflection of light from above the stratus clouds. He leaned against the wall, looking lonely.

Song Zheng walked up from below and told him, "It's all taken care of." ”

Xiao Zhen didn't ask much about Liu Zhen's fate, and was silent for a moment.

What recurred in Song Zheng's mind was that Liu Zhen killed Fan Zhenguo like a moth to a fire again and again, and took turns to use his various magical powers, but finally fell.

It wasn't until he stood here and saw Xiao Zhen's lonely and painful back that he suddenly understood that even in the face of Liu Zhen's treason, Xiao Zhen was still unwilling to kill him personally.

But he can be good to his brother, and no one will say anything, and he can protect his brother when he makes mistakes, and no one will say anything. But he's in a position that requires him to be just!

Such a great sin is certain to death. He could only kill Liu Zhen.

And if Liu Zhen's plan is successful, he will ensure that Xiao Zhen will be rich and prosperous all his life, but when the matter is revealed, he has no face to see his eldest brother again, and he is bent on death.

One wants to kill, the other begs to die.

A long sigh drifted through Song Zheng's heart.

On the city wall, Xiao Zhen slowly spoke: "Back then, I taught them to read and let them give themselves a name. Monkey Liu asked me what my name was, and they used to only call me Boss Xiao.

I told him that my single name is a shock, which is a shock, a shock, a shock. Then he asked me if he could use that name as well. He admired me very much, learned everything from me, and I told him with a smile that the name is everyone's code name, and this code name should be unique, so that others will know that it is you when they hear it.

But he told me that he wanted to use this name, and he knew that I was going to do great things, and that I would have many enemies in the future, and that he would shock me from afar and deter all my opponents. ”

At that time, everyone was young and sincere, and what they said was passionate and sincere.

Xiao Zhen looked to the north and remembered the past: "He did it, he commanded the Ti Ying, he is one of the most powerful forces of Long Yiwei, and he has enough strength to deter my opponents." ”

He didn't go on, and he didn't understand why it ended up like this. Even he didn't expect that the real spy was hidden by his side, hidden in Long Yiwei.

Song Zheng is glad that the Yanque case is far away in Jiangnan, and Liu Zhen is a little out of reach, otherwise he may not be able to turn the tables in the end.

He comforted Xiao Zhen: "People change. ”

"I often regret that if I hadn't taught them to read, Liu Zhen wouldn't have read so many books, maybe he wouldn't have had so many of his own ideas, and he has come to this point. ”

"He is the smartest of all the old brothers, Bai Laoqi said before that he took the wrong path, if he was born as a scholar, he would definitely be successful in literary cultivation, and he was the posture of Zaifu. ”

Xiao Zhen shook his head, let out a long breath, and then turned around and asked him, "What about you, you are also a human, will you change?"

Song Zheng thought about it seriously, and his mind flashed Shi Tou'er's expression before he died, remembering Sister Zhao's stone ring, and remembering all kinds of things in Shenyan Mountain and Huangtai Fort, like pitons, which were dug deep into the bottom of his heart and would not be shaken.

He replied, "I will change too, in fact, I am not the same now as I was when I first walked out of Huangtai Fort." But my persistence and goals will never change!"

Xiao Zhen patted the wall buttress and didn't say anything more.

......

In a small county town in Yunzhou, a decades-old mansion opened its door, and the owner of the house was bent over his body, carrying a blanket on his back, dressed as a family visitor.

He left the county seat, without arousing anyone's suspicion, and went all the way to the west.

When he reached a sparsely populated place outside the city, he carefully observed his surroundings, and then flashed into the barren forest by the roadside with a whoosh. Then all kinds of disguises were quickly removed, and he became a Wen Xiu in his forties.

Fan Hua paused his feet, flew half a foot in the air, and flew close to the ground in the barren forest, incredibly fast, and the kung fu of a cup of tea was already more than ten miles away.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the gray mist was dead, and so was the Hades King, and he didn't expect that the "friendly" looking dragon guard would be so terrifying.

Fortunately, he is not trivial, and over the years, with the power of the Fascinated True Sect, he has made many arrangements in various places in the world.

He knew that Long Yiwei was investigating him, but they were doomed to find nothing. As a county magistrate, all the information he registered in the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty was fake, and it was just an arrangement made in advance.

He even deliberately added some misleading information to it, and if he followed those clues, he would definitely deviate thousands of miles.

In addition, he has several layouts like the old mansion in a small county town, which are also used to cover up the truth and distract attention. He had been cautious for the past few days, and had not noticed anything out of the ordinary, and although he was still cautious, he was very sure that he had managed to escape.

He was slightly happy during the flight, as long as he passed this time, with the help of that one existence, and the power of the Mystery Sect, maybe he would be able to do it in another place.

There was something hidden in his mustard fingers, and that was what the Lord really wanted, and he knew that the Grey Mist and the Hades King were not really valued by the Lord.

The hill was getting closer and closer, and he was speeding away, but suddenly there was confusion in front of him, like gray mist.

He chuckled in his heart, and for a moment cold sweat soaked his back.

The voice echoed in his ears, grand and lofty: "Something brought?"

"Yes. He knelt down respectfully, not daring to lift his head, his heart pounding, and presented the thing with both hands. In his hand, there was a special dark red bone horn, which seemed to have been broken by force, and a special yuan energy flashed on it, which was uncertain.

With a light hand, the thing was gone.

Song Zheng, who was on the way back, was closing his eyes in the car to recuperate, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Long Yiwei investigated Fan Hua, and Song Zheng didn't expect to gain anything, it was just a routine. He deliberately drank a few more drinks with Fan Hua that night, Fan Hua made a "flattered" look, and Song Zheng was not very sincere, and took advantage of the opportunity of the physical contact between the two sides to fall on Fan Hua.

His Yin God cultivation was several levels stronger than Fan Hua's, and Fan Hua didn't realize it when he did these tricks.

Song Zheng was most worried not about a pretentious opponent like Gray Mist, but about a seemingly inconspicuous poisonous snake like Fan Hua hiding in the shadows. So when he went all the way north, he secretly checked Fan Hua's location.

But after all, he is only in the Destiny Realm, his limited ability cannot be compared with Zhenguo, and the Yin God Mark can only roughly sense Fan Hua's location.

If he reached the level of a strong person in the Zhenguo Kingdom, after falling the Yin God Mark, he only needed to move his mind, and he would be able to see everything Fan Hua had experienced at a glance.

Just now, he suddenly sensed that his Yin God Mark had fallen into a special space, isolated from the world, which made it a little difficult for him to grasp.

"Where did Fan Hua enter? Cave Heaven Blessed Land? Or is it an independent void that has been severed by a powerful being?"

But just for a moment, Fan Hua retreated again, Song Zheng frowned secretly, he always felt that something was wrong, but he sensed it again and again, and the Yin God Mark had not changed, but he suspected it but did not find it.

Fan Hua presented the thing, and the grand and far-reaching voice said: "Go to Jingshi, you will know what to do." ”

"Yes. Fan Hua knelt down and retreated, and in two or three steps, he was out of the range of the seemingly boundless gray mist. He cautiously raised his head to look ahead, and the gray mist was rapidly receding, shrinking and converging like a living thing.

He didn't dare to peep more, turned around and flew away.

Still flying close to the ground, a hundred miles later, it suddenly fell into a lotus flame.

"Did you ever suspect that something had been delivered?"

Fan Hua hurriedly knelt down and said, "It's delivered, that one has never been suspicious." After receiving the things, he left, and told the villain to go to Jingshi, saying that he would understand what to do when he got there. ”

Song Zheng's eyes opened violently, even if it was just through the Yin God Mark, he could feel the terrifying power around Fan Hua that was as vast as the sky and as deep as the sea!

It was a power that was hidden under the rules of heaven and did not belong to this world.

The master of the power has reached a shocking level of comprehension of the Heavenly Strip, and can already easily distort the Celestial Strip to cover up his existence.