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Then you also saw that the old man Xu died, and his granddaughter didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck. She was caught by the evil dragon and was taken back to "worship and marry". "

Ye Tai frowned, and said: "Waiting for marriage? She is only seven or eight years old... how long has it been?"

The shirtless uncle recalled it for a while, and said: "About four or five days ago, you should not listen to the marriage ceremony. That evil dragon has recently acquired the bad habit of playing with immature girls. How many of the immature girls who were taken away by her are still alive?" alive?"

Ye was too silent.

The shirtless uncle sighed again: "Oh! When will this world come to an end? This Jingzhou is no longer the Jingzhou of the emperor's old son, but the Jingzhou of the wicked father and son. The royal county king Zhao Boyun, known as the Dragon King of Jingzhou, raised Huang Jia is pure elite, no one can rule, no one dares to resist, I heard that Xuanyuan Dragon City also flattered and said, "Three thousand yellow armors can defeat a country", the sky is as high as the emperor is far away, even if the real imperial decree comes, it may not be enough. It's a joke about the Dragon King of the enemy Jingzhou."

Mrs. Ye continued to ask: "Three thousand yellow armor? According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, shouldn't the number of private soldiers he raises should be within three hundred?"

The shirtless uncle replied: "It is indeed within three hundred, but Xuanyuan Jianzong was supported by him alone. No one in the sect has a standard yellow armor. There is a song called 'The yellow armor takes turns, the royal feng shui turns, The Dragon King of Jingzhou, the destiny is in his family', in this land, the Dragon King is the emperor who takes life and death."

Mrs. Ye was still as indifferent as water, and asked: "Could it be that in this vast area, there is not a single minister who is loyal to Zhao Xu? Let him spread this kind of song?"

The uncle laughed and said: "Haha, yes, why not? I heard that the former governor of Jingzhou had delivered a secret message to the capital, but before the fast horse ran out of the boundary of Jingzhou, the messenger was hacked to death. , the prefect’s family was attacked by bandits, and none of the family survived.”

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Little brother, since you are in the territory of Jingzhou, you have to get used to it. No matter what kind of hero you are, you have to keep your tail between your legs. , or some kind of Dapai sect, since you know old man Xu, I will tell you a few more words, just pretend that there is no such person in the future, don't be too hard on it."

After the words fell, the shirtless uncle shook his head helplessly and waved away.

Ye Tai bent down to pick up the broken wooden sword on the ground, with an indifferent expression and a lot of thoughts.

If his soul was intact, he would never be so rational, maybe he would have entered the county palace with his sword.

But at this moment, he was asking himself, is it worth it?

For a child who may have been tortured to death and only met once, is it worth it to tear his face with the Zhao Dynasty?

His ultimate goal is to get out of this world, the fact is here, if he can get Zhao Xu's support, it will undoubtedly speed up this process.

Can……

Even without the support of Mrs. Zhao, with his powerful skills, is it really impossible to return to the real world within two years?

In the final analysis, after Mrs. Ye's soul is disabled, she will never be angry again. Even if she is with Li Qiushui, the attitude she shows is more of a disguise.

He was only slightly unhappy about what happened to Xu's grandfather and grandson, so he wouldn't get excited.

But it was this slight unhappiness that made him unable to leave for a long time.

Poor sense of pain, dull sense of smell, dull personality... all kinds of things made Ye Tai not really happy or unhappy for a long time.

Unfortunately, this matter is the first thing he has been upset about in half a year.

It's not about justice.

Ye Tai herself is not a righteous person.

But for the sake of liking.

When I was weak, I shrunk my head to be a human being, and managed to survive. Now that I am strong, why do I still do things that go against my wish, to cater to the Zhao royal family with no intentions?

Looking at the broken wooden sword in his hand, Ye Tai tried his best to make the slight unhappiness in his heart grow stronger.

It's hard for him to be angry, but he needs anger, even if it's a little bit, he needs that emotion to push himself to do something.

Overwhelm the emptiness at the soul level, let yourself convince yourself, temporarily abandon the crazy sense of urgency to find your soul, and leave this world later.

Mrs. Ye put her luggage and a half-handled wooden sword in the house, only a silver sword hanging from her waist, and walked slowly towards the main city of Jingzhou, which is more than ten miles away.

His expression was indifferent.

But every time he took a step, the emotion of wanting to draw the sword in his heart magnified a little.

The surrounding air hummed softly at first, and then there was a faint rumbling sound, and the invisible energy wave spread out, causing the leaves of tens of meters around to wash down.

ten miles.

Bali.

five miles.

There are still three miles.

Those pedestrians who passed by Mrs. Ye all backed away with horrified faces.

Around this ghost-like man, layers of air waves have been set off, rising to the spiritual level of oppressive force, which makes people almost suffocate.

The last two miles.

Mrs. Ye raised her head and let out a long cry.

then.

There was a sound of phoenix chirping that resounded through the sky in the clouds.

The white feather wins the snow, and the unusually handsome phoenix swoops down.

Ye Tai jumped up high and stepped on Feng Que's back.

The phoenix soared tens of feet into the air, and flew towards the main city of Jingzhou.

"Ye Tai came here on the phoenix, and wanted to kill three thousand yellow armors in Jingzhou!"

"Invite the evil dragon to die!"

"Please Xuanyuan Dragon City to die!!"

"Three thousand yellow armors please die!!!"

In 1094 AD, on the eighteenth day of the second month of the lunar calendar, Tai'a Sword God shined brightly, starting from the three-tone death.

Resounded throughout Jingzhou.

30. Kill God

Xiao Feng was able to overwhelm millions of troops with his voice, Ye Tai would naturally be able to send three voices to death, spreading throughout Jingzhou.

In Jingzhou City, ordinary people still looked blank, only seeing a snow-white figure in the air, passing overhead.

But the faces of the people in the Prince's Mansion and the disciples of Xuanyuan Sword Sect changed drastically. Although those disciples who were outside didn't know what happened, they instinctively rushed towards the main rudder of Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Ye Tai didn't know where the county palace was, but she knew where Xuanyuan Sword Sect was.

Xu Qingwan once took him to see it from a distance.

The phoenix flew and swooped down, Ye Tai didn't say a word, when she saw a disciple wearing the uniform of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, or an iron cavalry wearing a yellow armor, she just slashed at him head-on.