The first cause of all realms

Chapter 340: The Famous World Begins Today! (Second more)

Whoosh!

The strong wind swept the heavy snow, and the world was chilled.

Under Pingdu Mountain, there are sporadic small villages built on the mountain. At this time, it is freezing cold, no one leaves the village, only sporadic chickens, ducks and dogs barking.

call!
At one point, a hurricane seemed to blow into the village, causing many dogs to bark.

A group of more than ten people rode their horses past the village. Hearing the sound of dogs barking, one person glanced over inadvertently, his eyes lit up, and he reined in his horse and stopped.

"Sorry!"

The steed neighed, and a group of more than a dozen people reined in their horses and stopped in no particular order.

"Such a small village can afford a dragon horse?!"

The first person tore off the snow mask, and a playful light flashed in his slightly gloomy eyes.

Whoa!
Not long after the horse team stopped, a few men dressed as farmers came out of the house with steel knives.

Whether it is the Ming Dynasty or many previous dynasties, weapons cannot be strictly prohibited. One of the most important reasons is that the villagers must have the strength to guard against wild animals and bandits.

The crowd saw that these guys had knives, but they didn't pay much attention to it. Only one person frowned slightly, and reprimanded:
"Wang Biao, don't make trouble!"

"Isn't it a waste of such a BMW to be humiliated in the hands of these villagers?"

Wang Biao glanced at the group of village braves, his eyes fell on the emaciated and sluggish dragon horse at the head of the village, and he said:

"Whose horse is that?!"

"Leave quickly, or don't blame me for waiting!"

A man raised his steel knife and scolded in a deep voice.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing the threat, the crowd couldn't help laughing. Wang Biao let out a smirk, and was about to explode when he heard a light cough, and an old man who was about to lose all his teeth walked out of the courtyard at the head of the village.

"This horse is mine."

"Old man Wuna, can you sell your horse? The uncle will give you ten taels of silver!"

Looking at the thin old man who seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, Wang Biao was certain in his heart and threw out a silver coin.

"Ten taels of silver can't buy your lives back..."

Glancing at the silver that fell to the ground, the old man sighed softly, and without looking at the crowd of people who had changed face, he said:

"Kill them all!"

"Um?!"

Hearing this, the faces of everyone outside the city changed. However, even Wang Biao, who reacted the fastest, had no time to draw his sword out of its sheath, and the heads of several brothers were seen flying.

Blood spurted wildly and fell to the ground.

"Heaven has a way and you don't go, but hell has no way and you just want to break in!"

The man dressed as a farmer wiped the blood off his face, grinned grinningly and rushed towards the chaotic horse thieves who were fleeing one after another.

"escape!"

Wang Biao's face changed, he abandoned his horse and fled, but he couldn't escape for three or five steps, and he heard screams behind him, and when he glanced away from the corner of his eye, more than a dozen brothers behind him, including their horses, were beheaded to death!

"not good!"

He didn't even have time to turn his mind, he felt a cold wind blowing in front of him, and the man covered in blood blocked his way at some point.

"Dare to break into the territory of Cuiminglou, and don't know how to live or die!"

The man kicked Wang Biao over and was about to kill him when he heard a voice in the wind and snow:
"The reminder building?"

"Who?!"

The man was startled, as if the voice sounded in his ears.

He suddenly turned around, and saw a man coming with a horse in the snowstorm. The mane was like fire, and he was dressed in a black robe. He was extremely tall, with big ears and square eyes.

Big master!
The man's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to pull back, but he realized that his body seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all.

He wanted to warn, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

Same as him, there is also Wang Biao who is full of horror in the snow nest.

"Since yesterday, the old man's mood has been quite restless. I have been worried for a long time, but I don't think that it is the general who came..."

In the house, the frail old man coughed lightly and walked out, looking at the visitor with a bitter smile.

General? !

Hearing these words, Wang Biao hadn't reacted yet, but the man dressed as a farmer seemed to have seen a ghost, and his immobile body trembled violently.

In Qingzhou, there is one and only one general, and that is Sirius Wei Zhengxian!
For decades in the reminder building, not to mention the missions related to this person, even the missions of everyone related to it, they dare not accept all of them!

"Urge the landlord, Zhao Wusha."

Amidst the calm murmur to himself, Wei Zhengxian came pacing with his horse. His clothes were thin, and wherever he passed, there was a gentle spring breeze, but it was warm but not hot.

But in the induction of a group of masters in the village, they only felt a big sun blooming in front of their eyes, and the terrifying light and heat stung their eyes and membranes.

"it's me……"

Zhao Wusha's face became more and more bitter.

He has practiced for seven or eighty years, so he naturally has vision. The moment he felt his breath, he knew that everyone underestimated this great general.

Even if everyone's opinion is high enough, they still underestimate it.

Such momentum, such physique, such spirit...

"If you don't run away from me, you have some merit. No wonder some people call you one of the top ten masters in Qingzhou..."

Wei Zhengxian nodded slightly, a little approvingly: "If you weren't too old, you would have the right to fight for the Twelve Dragon Heads of Cuiminglou."

"Don't dare to escape, dare not to fight, dare not to be as famous as the great general, dare not, dare not..."

Zhao Wushou felt sad in his heart, looking at Wei Zhengxian who was slowly approaching, the warning signs in his heart were like a boundless ocean.

But he dared not escape.

"Go, make a cup of tea, and get some fodder to feed the horses."

Patting the old man's shoulder lightly, Wei Zheng first shook his sleeves and walked into the house.

"Yes!"

Zhao Wusha took the reins very obediently, led the dragon horse to the trough in the village like a groom, and fed it with the best fodder.

He didn't dare to escape, and none of the dozens of killers in the village dared to escape.

Everyone's minds were tense, and they felt an indescribable horror coming, completely covering the village.

"Meow!"

When Zhao Wushao returned to the house, he saw the general sitting by the fire, stroking his civet cat.

He stroked it lightly, and the civet cat made a 'lulu' sound.

"The place is simple and there is no good tea. I hope the general will not dislike it."

Zhao Wushao bowed down to pour tea for him, and he sincerely mentioned Lao Gao: "It's really good wine, I have some here, and they are all aged for more than a hundred years..."

"There's still something to do later, and it's a waste of time to drink, so let's avoid it."

Wei Zhengxian stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, and drank the scalding tea in one gulp, leaving not a single piece of tea leaves.

"This tea is much better than what the old man usually drinks."

Savoring the tea carefully, Wei Zhengxian nodded, expressing his satisfaction, and drank three or four cups in succession before stopping, motioning for Zhao Wushao to sit down.

The latter did not dare to disobey, so he had to sit down.

"It's just a real junior, don't say it's just suspected of possessing supernatural powers, even if it does exist, how can it be your all-in-one enemy?"

Zhao Wusha complimented him.

"A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength. This old man has never underestimated anyone in his life. This is the only thing this old man has learned from the Liuji Mountain battlefield..."

Wei Zheng first put down the teacup, please stroke the civet cat, and said lightly:

"I remember, I told you 20 years ago that you are not allowed to have anything to do with the military. Have you forgotten?"

"General..."

Zhao Wushao's heart trembled, knowing that what he was talking about was plotting against Xiao Qingfeng, he hurriedly explained:

"This matter really has nothing to do with the little old man. It's all because the subordinates are not good at doing things."

"The state starves to death and blames its people, and the war turns strange soldiers. You people..."

Wei Zhengxian shook his head, ignoring the twists and turns, and got straight to the point:
"General, I'll give you three ways to choose from."

"I would like to hear the details." Zhao Wusha bowed his head, admitting he was defeated.

"First, take your ghosts and monsters with you, and get them all out of Qingzhou within three months."

"This……"

Zhao Wushao's heart trembled, and he shook his head bitterly: "The dragon head will not allow it. If I do this, I will be hacked into pieces before I leave Qingzhou..."

"Second, you bring everyone you can use to kill me."

Wei Zhengxian's tone was calm.

Zhao Wushao broke out in a cold sweat, but still shook his head:

"The general has orders, to put it bluntly..."

He is not stupid, he knows that the first two choices are not choices at all, and the third choice is what the general wants to do by himself.

He said it was a choice, but in fact he had no choice at all.

"Third, kill someone for me."

"Um?!"

Looking at Wei Zhengxian's calm face, Zhao Wushao's heart beat wildly.

What kind of person can he kill but he can't?
Subconsciously wanted to refuse, but a hand fell on his shoulder at some point.

"With the general's martial arts, where would we need to kill people..."

Zhao Wusha's voice was astringent, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Wei Zhengxian said nothing, just looked at him indifferently, not long after, Zhao Wusha couldn't bear it anymore, and bowed his head slumpedly:

"Willing to serve the General..."

"it is good."

Wei Zhengxian was neither surprised nor happy, just nodded, and drank tea again, but Zhao Wusha's pupils contracted violently.

He heard the sound transmission, and also heard a name that he had never thought of.

"I……"

……

After a long time, the three pots of tea were exhausted, and Long Ma was also full, before Wei Zhengxian left.

"Xiao Qingfeng, you have hurt me..."

Watching him go away until he disappeared, Zhao Wusha murmured to himself.

He regretted it, regretted it immensely.

If he could do it again, even if Xiao Qingfeng said that the Milky Way was reversed, he would never have any contact with him.

pity……

"Lord, what does Wei Zhengxian intend to do?"

After casually slaughtering Wang Biao who had lived for a while, the killer dressed as a farmer came forward.

laugh!
Before he finished speaking, his pupils dilated, he covered his neck, and looked at Zhao Wusha in disbelief: "Why, why..."

"Don't blame me, the old man can't do anything about it. If the news of his coming today is leaked, none of us will survive, and even our family members will be harmed..."

Zhao Wusha muttered to himself.

……

In the snow field, Wei Zhengxian stopped suddenly, tilted his ears slightly, and nodded slightly when he heard the sound of killing and burning coming from far away.

Looking ahead from here, Pingdu Mountain is within easy reach.

With his eyesight, looking far away, he seemed to be able to see a high cliff in the distance, and where his eyes fell, someone was looking back.

　Let's go to bed early, and Gouzi continues to code, and there will be no problem in the middle of the night.

　
(End of this chapter)