"General, what General Pei said is, I wonder if the general remembers the Jiangnan Annihilation Massacre two years ago?"

"Zhao family?" said the black-faced god lightly.

"Yes, General. It is reported that the Zhao family's annihilation tragedy also involved cultivators, the wealth accumulated by the Zhao family for hundreds of years was looted, and the empire was shaken, and now, this case is still unsolved, the empire is rich and rich, everyone is in danger, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely shake the foundation of the empire. ”

"Well, the soldiers are reasonable, but I am just a soldier guarding the border passes, except for this one-third of an acre of land under my jurisdiction, the responsibility of resisting foreign enemies, such a major matter related to the country's society, I have more than enough strength to do so, and I will report to the court later. The black-faced god just nodded, he was an important minister of the empire, and he was naturally a powerful person in the Dao cultivation realm, and he would definitely not be an enemy of the entire cultivation realm for the sake of some individual cases.

In the Great Qin Empire, the strength of the cultivation realm is far greater than that of the worldly emperors, but the cultivation realm is a plate of scattered sand, and the Great Qin Empire is a huge war machine, which can call on all resources, and the cultivation realm does not dare to act rashly, after all, the worldly warriors are not joking to launch power, if it is the power of the whole country, it is easy to exterminate those cultivation sects that have been rooted for thousands of years.

Cultivators are not immortals, they also need to eat, drink, and lazar, and they also need to be active in the world to maintain the prosperity of the sect's incense.

All along, the cultivators and the world have always maintained a delicate balance, and each other's well water does not interfere with the river water, and there is nothing to do with each other.

"General, what about the girl?" asked one of the generals.

"I'm asking you what you think. The black-faced god paused and said: "Those two girls are so young, they actually broke through the primary third-order aura, and their talents are extremely amazing, I am afraid that they are behind the famous family, and the young man who escaped is even more strange, he is not a cultivator, but he is mixed with two cultivators, and the two cultivators will save him at the expense of serious injuries, it seems that this person has an extraordinary background...... Of course, these are not the most outlandish, that young man is not a cultivator, but he was punched by me...... Odd...... Odd...... He didn't have anything to do......"

Received a punch from the black-faced gods!

All the generals and officials looked shocked.

In this world, even an intermediate cultivator who received a punch from the black-faced Heavenly God would be seriously injured, let alone an ordinary person.

"Is that young man a warrior......? Strange ......" The black-faced god was puzzled.

"General, it seems that we need to be more vigilant!" said one of the generals.

"Hehe, it's just a few little hairy children, you don't have to be nervous, presumably, tomorrow their teacher will come to beg for mercy and release them. The black-faced god laughed disapprehantly.

"The general is wise!"

"General...... I've arranged for someone to torture ......," a general stepped out and muttered.

"What!" the black-faced god stood up.

Under the thunderous wrath of the black-faced gods, the magnificent hall seemed to set off a violent wind, and the sound was extremely terrifying.

"Will ...... Checkmate...... The last general thinks that he ...... They...... Yes to Madame...... Unfavorable ......" The general knelt down suddenly, kowtowing desperately to plead guilty, but in an instant, blood was already dripping on his forehead.

"If they are not good for Madame, will they kill a few pathfinder soldiers?" the black-faced god sneered.

"The last general is guilty, the last general is guilty!" the soldier kowtowed desperately, and the marble on the ground was stained red.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, forget it, get up. ”

"General Xie, General Xie......" The soldier kowtowed desperately, slowly stood up, and retreated into the crowd, his legs were like sifting chaff as he retreated.

In the hall, the generals were silent, all of them lowered their heads, and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

"Generals, remember your duty, you are soldiers. Warriors are just your second identity. The strength of the cultivation realm is far beyond your imagination. In the future, remember that all matters related to cultivators must be reported to ......."

"Report to the general, someone is setting fire to the county government!" a soldier rushed and knelt on the ground.

"Hmph, it's too deceitful!" the black-faced god shouted violently, and suddenly stood up from the huge chair, the iron armor on his body made a sound of gold and iron, and the pair of leopard eyes shot out with a fierce light.

The black-faced god spread out with one hand, and two burly black-clothed men rushed out from behind with a huge heavy black long knife, and it could be seen from the steps and expressions of the two big men that the long knife was extremely heavy, and he was afraid that it weighed hundreds of pounds.

"If I don't give you a little color today, I think I have no one in the Great Qin Empire!"

The black-faced god held the hilt of the knife, pulled out the long knife, held the long knife with one hand, dragged it to the ground, and strode towards the outside of the hall, the black long knife was on the ground, dragging out a thrilling spark.

Everyone was taken by the domineering spirit of the black-faced god, and they followed behind with a promise.

"Report to the general, someone in the backyard set fire!"

Before the black-faced god could leave the hall, a soldier ran in again. At this time, faintly, there was a commotion outside.

"Ah...... Damn cultivators! Today, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu will not give face when he comes!" The black-faced Heavenly God jumped like thunder and said loudly: "The generals go to the county government, and they will go to the backyard, I want to see who is so bold and dares to burn my general's mansion!"

"Yes, General!"

The generals responded violently, and after bowing down to the black-faced god, they immediately rushed into the darkness and rushed towards the county government, as if thousands of troops and horses were charging into battle, and the momentum was galloping and terrifying.

The subordinates of this black-faced god are all horse generals who have experienced a hundred battles, and most of them are already junior martial artists.

A group of warriors rescued the county government without mentioning it, saying that the black-faced god rushed towards the backyard with a heavy long knife.

The backyard is the family area of the General's Mansion.

At this time, in the backyard, the soldiers were carrying water to extinguish the fire, and although they seemed busy, they were busy but not chaotic, and orderly.

The fire was not large, except for an attic that was burned and quickly extinguished.

Zhao Yuan hid in the dark, looking at the soldiers who were fighting the fire, and secretly admired.

Under the fame, he is worthy of being one of the four famous generals of the Great Qin Empire, even the soldiers who take care of the home are also well-trained.

"Come out, which Taoist friend doesn't like me Huo!"

Just as Zhao Yuan was about to find a chance to leave, the black-faced god carried a heavy black long knife on his shoulder, strode to the center of the courtyard, took down the long knife with one hand, and slammed it to the ground, the marble on the ground immediately cracked into countless pieces, the bricks and stones flew, and the earth shook for a while, and the sound was terrifying.

Zhao Yuan's body suddenly froze, and he felt that a mighty and incomparable aura swept through the entire courtyard.

At the same time, the soldiers who were running left the courtyard one after another, and soon the lively courtyard became empty, and the pavilion, which had been extinguished, slowly burned again, but there was no one to put out the fire.

The entire General's Mansion suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Yuan secretly complained to himself, although he was not a cultivator, he felt that the entire courtyard was locked by the black-faced Heavenly God Divine Sense, as long as he moved, he would be discovered immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, you set fire to my attic, didn't you just want to divert the tiger from the mountain, now, you have succeeded, why don't you come out to meet someone Huo!" The black-faced god looked around at the darkness around him, and the air seemed to be shaking.