I'm the villain in the book

Qin Zhengqiu walked expressionlessly in the pool of blood step by step, and then stopped at the place where Wei Changtian disappeared.

He looked up and looked around, then looked back silently.

The half-white long hair covered most of his face, but it couldn't cover the struggling and painful eyes.

"Grandson, grandson..."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice echoed in the night sky.

Right now, there is no one alive in the hundreds of feet around except Qin Zhengqiu, so this sentence can only come from him.

But if combined with his actions and demeanor at this time, the call seemed a bit inconsistent, as if there were two completely different souls in this body.

In the previous life, this is undoubtedly a typical "schizophrenia".

These days it is generally referred to as "infatuation".

Although old Zhangtou once advised "don't make illusions real", Qin Zhengqiu didn't seem to listen.

And judging from the power of the moon-picking sword move just now, he should be very close to Yipin now.

However, today's "Qin Zhengqiu" is actually no longer satisfied with breaking through to the first rank.

What he really wants is Dengxian.

This is not whimsical, because he has already found a way to "become a fairy"...

"Shh!"

As if in the blink of an eye, the black shadow disappeared in place.

The bright moon in the sky has returned to normal, and the moonlight shines on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, adding a layer of desolation and absurd softness to this purgatory-like scene.

The ashes of the catastrophe fly away all the past and present, how many masters dream of immortals.

Chapter 459

After half an hour.

When Liang Zhen and Chu Xianping, who had led the Shu army to break through successfully, looked at each other in a daze, it meant that they already knew what had just happened.

After all, even though it was more than ten miles away, the sword energy falling from the sky was still too obvious, and it was hard not to notice it.

What's more, Han Zhao also sent news, confirming that there is indeed a team of tens of thousands of people who intend to intercept the Shu army's breakout route.

So... Who was the Zhenshan Battalion beaten back by?

Liang Zhen immediately sent scouts to investigate.

The result was that there were only more than 4000 enemy corpses on the battlefield, and there were no other traces other than that.

And this also meant that it was not the army that repelled the Zhenshan camp, but only a small group of masters.

However, what kind of configuration can a group of people kill four thousand well-trained and formal troops?And finally get out of the way?

Who cast that shocking sword?

Just when Liang Zhen and Chu Xianping were at a loss as to who saved the Shu army's life, Han Zhao's second secret report came over again.

And this secret report finally restored the whole incident.

It wasn't until then that the two of them realized that Wei Changtian went to the Zhenshan Camp alone first, and then a mysterious man beheaded three thousand soldiers with a single sword, and finally succeeded in killing Zhenshan, which was about to give the Shu army a fatal blow. The battalion was scared off.

Although the incident was clear, such a process did not calm down Liang Zhen and Chu Xianping's expressions, and even made them even more astonished.

Because Han Zhao's secret report clearly stated——

Mr. Wei, he is indeed at the third rank now.

As Wei Changtian's number one confidant, Chu Xianping knew very well that the former broke through to the fourth rank in less than a month.

So why is this a third grade? ?

More importantly, how could someone be able to kill three thousand soldiers with one sword? ? ?

These are not [-] ordinary people, but [-] warriors who have at least entered the rank!

The middle three ranks can fight one hundred, the upper three ranks one can fight a thousand... This is everyone's general summary of the combat power of high rank warriors.

In this system, second-rank masters, even late-stage second-rank masters, can achieve "2000 enemies" at most.

Although 2000 and 2000 sounds not too different, but you must know that "[-] enemies" means that a second-rank master can "fight" with almost [-] low-rank warriors, not beheading [-] people .

The meanings of the two words "enemy" and "cut" are completely different, let alone "cut three thousand with one sword"!

Just imagine if there is such a master in this world, it only takes one person to completely control a war.

One sword is three thousand, ten swords is thirty thousand, how many soldiers are not enough to kill like this!

It's outrageous!

This fact is too unimaginable, so it is normal for Liang Zhen and Chu Xianping to have this kind of reaction now.

But Han Zhao's secret report was so convincing that they couldn't help but not believe it...

"Master Chu, now we still need to find Chang Tian immediately."

After being silent for a while, Liang Zhen finally spoke: "And he has just experienced a big battle, and the current situation may not be very good."

"Well, I'll send someone to look for it."

Nodding his head, Chu Xianping analyzed: "Since General Han said he didn't find the young master, it means that the young master should have escaped."

"I just don't know where he went, maybe he is coming to us, so I can't tell."

"General Liang, now we still have to follow the plan."

"Since the young master saved the Shu army alone, we can't let him live up to his painstaking efforts."

"I see."

Clutching the knife handle at his waist with a complicated expression, Liang Zhen turned his head and glanced at Liang Qin who was not far away.

"Oh, I hope Chang Tian is okay."

......

......

Choushi, Guanghan County.

Two hours after the Shu army broke through, the unguarded city of Guanghan naturally fell into the hands of the counter-insurgency army.

Teams of yellow-armored soldiers have already entered the city holding torches, firmly occupying various key places in the city, and they will take over the entire city soon.

The people in the city are of course hiding at home at this time, not even daring to light the lamps, for fear of being regarded as traitors and losing their heads.

And at this time, in a certain dark hut, Wei Changtian, who had been unconscious for nearly an hour, finally opened his eyes slowly.

"..."

After waking up, Wei Changtian didn't get up immediately, but first squinted his eyes and observed the surrounding situation motionlessly.

Although the lamp was not lit, it was still possible to see clearly under the bright moonlight.

A small bed, lying on his own.

A small table with a star scabbard on it.

A small bamboo chair, on which sat an old woman with white hair.

A small wooden basin with a long bloodstained towel on the edge of the basin.

That's all that's noteworthy in the sight range.

If taken together, it is an ordinary, even a little shabby house.

Although he still didn't know where he was randomly teleported to, Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief at this obviously not dangerous scene.

Fortunately, it's not bad to send it directly to the camp of the imperial army without anything special.

Of course, if it were Xiao Feng, what he saw when he opened his eyes would be a cute little girl or a charming young woman...

"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

After pretending to cough a few times and successfully attracting the old woman's attention, Wei Changtian slowly sat up from the bed.

And the former wasn't very surprised to see him wake up, he just poured a bowl of water tremblingly, and then stopped moving, as if waiting for Wei Changtian to go to the table to drink by himself.

"..."

Wei Changtian couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this, he didn't get out of bed immediately, but gently cupped his hands at the old woman.

"Grandma, do you know where this place is?"

"..."

"Uh... the boy was hunted down by the enemy, and after he escaped by chance, he passed out from exhaustion, but you saved me?"

"..."

The old woman didn't answer two consecutive questions, but she turned her head and took a deep look at Wei Changtian, as if she was skeptical of the latter's statement.

Well, it seems that I should be directly teleported to someone's courtyard or something.

Touching his nose, Wei Changtian didn't speak for a while.

From the current point of view, this old woman should be an ordinary person, and there is a high probability that she is still dumb, so she does not pose any threat to herself.

Of course, if you want to be sure, you should kill or tie her up.

But of course Wei Changtian was not so cold-blooded, so after pondering for a while, he sat cross-legged and began to check his injuries on his own.

a hut.

A dumb old woman with plain clothes and white hair.

A young man with wounds all over his body and his upper body naked.

No matter how you look at it, this scene is a bit weird.

It wasn't until Wei Changtian checked the injury that he broke the silence again.

"Grandma, are you the only one in the family?"

"..."

"I wonder if the boy can borrow one night?"

"..."

The old woman still didn't speak, but nodded slowly.

Chapter 460

At the beginning of the hour.

At the beginning of dawn, the rising sun broke through the morning mist and shrouded the small Guanghan County.

The white-haired old woman was sweeping the dust in the courtyard with a broom. Her movements were very slow, and she had to stop and take a few breaths every ten or so breaths.

But even so, the old woman still rushed to sweep the small courtyard before the sun rose completely, then put down the broom, and walked slowly to the side room to light a fire to cook porridge.

In the earthen chimney, milky white cooking smoke curls into the air.

The old woman was sitting on a short bamboo stool, slowly flicking the cattail fan in her hand, the fire in the stove flickered with her movements, and the "crackling" sound of the dry wood burning was very small.

Thanks to the stable food prices in Shuzhou, the porridge in the pot is not too thin, and the fine air bubbles float between the crowded rice grains, and every time it breaks, a faint rice fragrance will waft out.

In fact, ordinary people these days only have two meals a day, and only wealthy families and wartime troops would "luxury" an extra breakfast.

Judging from the living conditions of the old woman, she does not seem to be able to "three meals a day", so today's "extra meal" may have another reason.

"..."

I don't know how long it took, but the firewood in the stove has gradually extinguished.

The old woman stood up slowly holding the stove, brought a large bowl from the side, and filled a bowl full of thick porridge.

The porridge in the pot was reduced by half at once, and even if it was full, it could still hold another half bowl.

But the old woman didn't fill it any more. Instead, she covered the stove with a wooden lid, and then walked out of the stove slowly with the porridge in her hand.

A bowl of porridge, a pair of wooden chopsticks, and a small dish of pickled radish.