Pick up the Dragon

Bai Zhuo looked at the white tiger flag, his eyes sank suddenly: "No, the white tiger flag is not like this, what did you do with it?"

Shen Chengjun was at a loss: "It was like this when we got it...then what should it be like?"

Bai Zhuo slowly took the flag in his hand, and the moment it touched the flag, it trembled slightly, as if he could vaguely hear the roar of countless white tigers: "The white tiger flag is naturally white, and even my family doesn't know, when will this flag be released?" I can still hold ghosts."

The current White Tiger Banner looks so black, Peng Yu thought it would be more appropriate to call it the Black Tiger Banner.Bai Zhuo put down the flag again: "I'm afraid it can't be called the White Tiger Flag now, it should be called the 'Ghost Flag'."

She said and looked up at Shen Chengjun: "Please release the tiger clan in the flag, I want to ask them carefully how they were in danger."

Unexpectedly, Shen Chengjun shook his head: "I'm really sorry, all the dead souls who were sealed in the flag before I picked it up have lost their sanity. They can only listen to the orders of the white tiger flag, and they can only live in the flag."

"...How could this be so!" Bai Zhuo was furious after hearing this, "What kind of demonic method is this! The human race has done too badly, killing my people, and not even leaving their complete souls behind? We, the White Tiger Clan, helped them to defeat Dayin's army, how could we repay their kindness with revenge!"

Li Yi stretched out his hand and clasped her wrist, signaling her to be calm and not to be impatient: "The royal family of the Great Zhou not only avenged your tiger clan, but also our dragon clan. The dragon sent by the Molong clan to protect the emperor was cramp... Steak bone?"

He didn't know what he thought of, his eyes moved, and he asked Bai Zhuo, "Where are the bodies of your dead clansmen? Did you find them?"

Bai Zhuo shook his head and said, "No, nothing!"

Li Yi got up and walked around the spot with his hands behind his back: "Tiger bones...keel bones...what are they trying to do?"

Peng Yu looked at him inexplicably, his head was getting bigger, and he spread his hands and said, "What is this, so what are we doing? Going to the underworld?"

"No hurry," Li Wei sat down again, "something is wrong, whether it is the human race or the underworld, the behavior is too weird, let me think about it."

Peng Yu rolled his eyes silently, and said to his heart that you should keep thinking, I'm going to sleep.At this moment, Qianyue walked over holding the cub, which was well furred, pointed at the white tiger flag, and asked Bai Zhuo softly, "Can I have a look?"

Bai Zhuo turned away his angry face, and forced a smile: "Miss, please go ahead."

I don't know what's so good about the black white tiger flag. Qian Yue picked it up carefully and looked at it carefully. banner.

The moment the tiger's paw touched the white tiger flag, Peng Yu inexplicably felt the things around him freeze for a moment, followed by a sudden sense of weightlessness. In his panic, he subconsciously grabbed Li Yi and led him towards him. Unsteady on their feet, they collided directly.

The two of them hadn't figured out what was going on with the sudden movement, the sense of weightlessness had completely disappeared, and they stepped on the ground again, but when they looked closely, they suddenly found that the surrounding scenery had changed completely—they were not in the cave up!

The two looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Qianyue Baizhuo and others who were also confused. There were quite a few of them present, only the surrounding scenery was completely changed, as if they were directly moved from one place to another by some kind of force. Another place!

"The White Tiger Banner is gone!"

Qian Yue stared blankly at his empty palm, but before he recovered, the little tiger cub could not wait to break free from her embrace, growling and ran wildly in a certain direction.

"Ayan! Wait, Ayan!"

The human form obviously couldn't catch up with the tiger, even if the opponent was a cub——Bai Zhuo turned into a tiger form with a growl, his wings spread out, and he chased after him with a gallop.

As soon as she moved, the rest of the tiger tribe also moved. Peng Yu watched the group of white tigers go away in a daze, feeling the ground being trampled.

Speaking of which, although the White Tiger Clan is huge in stature, they are very quick in action, almost disappearing in the blink of an eye.Peng Yu was still in a dazed state and couldn't get back to his senses. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blowing up around him, and the two dragons turned into their original forms. The white dragon hooked him onto the dragon's back with one claw involuntarily.

The two people and the two dragons chased in the direction where the white tiger clan disappeared. Naturally, the real dragon's footsteps were not inferior to the white tiger's, and they had caught up in the blink of an eye.Peng Yu looked at the white tigers flying dust all the way, and couldn't help asking: "Don't they have wings? So why do they use running ones, wouldn't they fly faster?"

"The wings of the White Tiger Clan are not for flying," Li Yi patiently explained, "They are too big to bear such a heavy body with their wings, so they can only be used for gliding when jumping from high places to low places. , can maintain balance, and can jump farther.”

Peng Yu thought that the pairing of these two miraculous-looking wings was just a display, and he heard a certain dragon snort: "Otherwise they will have a 'third world' with us and the Suzaku Clan, and then the Suzaku Clan may be the first to harass you." Not us, but the White Tiger Clan."

Peng Yu: "..."

This dragon actually still remembers this.

The second dragon continued to fly forward, Peng Yu turned his head and found Shen Chengjun sitting on Jiuyuan's back, wondering if a ghost still needs to ride a dragon?The other party didn't know what he found, and his face suddenly changed: "Here... This is the place where the two armies finally fought!"

Intuition told Peng Yu that the war between the two armies must not have been in Kunlun, and he thought that they were sent so far away in an instant?Then I heard Shen Chengjun say again: "How is it possible, how did we come back here!"

"I'm afraid we were dragged into the White Tiger Banner," Li Yi said, "Look at the surrounding scenery, it's clearly summer, even if there is any power that can transport us thousands of miles in an instant, it can't change the time and season. "

Peng Yu looked up, and sure enough, he saw green vegetation everywhere along the way, but somehow he couldn't feel the heat of summer—like a stage set.

"Did it come to the White Tiger Banner?" He said, "What the hell is the White Tiger Banner? It's so powerful?"

Before Li Yi could answer his words, Shen Chengjun shouted again: "Over there! This is forty miles outside Xianzhou City. When we met the Da Zhou army here, those white tigers were so fast, we didn't even see what they were. Things have been torn apart by them, and they have no power to resist!"

As if in response to his words, a dark army suddenly stabbed out on both sides of the front, horseshoes sounded like mountains, and the two armies met in the blink of an eye, and the sound of shouting and killing could be heard endlessly.

The battlefield of a hundred years ago reappeared in front of his eyes, and Peng Yu couldn't help but hold his breath. This should have been a normal confrontation. He saw Dayin's army on the left, and the elite cavalry rushing forward were like sharp arrows. , was about to pierce the enemy's formation, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The general of the army on the right suddenly waved the flag in his hand—the white tiger flag was still white at that time, and there was a gust of wind for no reason. Dozens of huge white tigers appeared from nowhere, and broke into Xuanjia in the blink of an eye. In the army, the hard armor of the iron cavalry was torn apart, and the people turned on their backs for a while, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Peng Yu couldn't bear to look away. He also knew how terrifying the sharp claws of a full-grown tiger were. One blow could even break a human skull, let alone a white tiger that was twice their size and weight.Those white tigers fought against the troops like wolves among sheep. There was no suspense at all in this battle, it was a one-sided massacre!

"It's not fair at all!" Peng Yu felt uncontrollably uncomfortable when he thought that the Xuanjia army was protecting the old capital of Xianzhou, "Aren't their white tigers four spirits? Shouldn't they be protecting the human race? Why... ..."

"They didn't protect human beings. Aren't Da Zhou and Dayin all 'people'?" Li Yi said, "During all dynasties, perhaps not only Da Zhou used the white tiger to help in the war, do you know if there are any abnormalities in the so-called rumors of fighting like gods? The world is always going to change, all clans will fight for a throne, and brothers will turn against each other, and the warlike White Tiger Clan will naturally add fuel to the flames."

After hearing this, Peng Yu seemed to have no words to refute, so he tightly pressed his lips together.

The time here seems to pass faster than the outside world. In a blink of an eye, the inhuman massacre has ended. The banner of the word "Yin" fell, while the banner of the word "Zhou" stood up. Shen Chengjun almost gritted his teeth and said: "That day in those days We were defeated for dozens of miles in the war and retreated directly outside Weiyang City. The entire Dayin had almost no resistance. At that time, the emperor offered to surrender in order to keep the people in the city, and finally he committed suicide on the city wall to apologize."

Peng Yu never cared about these state affairs, but now that his ears were forcibly plugged, he still frowned. Thinking that it was his door that suffered the disaster back then, he felt uncomfortable all over his body like ants were crawling, and inexplicably thought of Yan Yan. old sir.

The scene described by the storyteller seemed to be vividly presented before his eyes. He silently clenched his fists, not knowing whether the scene of the subjugated king committing suicide on the city wall would be staged next, so he simply turned his face away, not seeing it clearly.

However, he was finally drawn back by a roar of tigers, only to see that the war ahead seemed to have ended, dozens of White Tigers turned into human figures and wandered into the Great Zhou army, drinking and celebrating with the soldiers, and the barracks was full of joy.

What happened next was unexpected—almost everyone of the bold Baihu clan drank several bowls of good wine, but poured them down one after another. Finally, someone noticed something strange and angrily turned into the real body of the white tiger , and shot countless poisonous arrows from nowhere, beheading the remaining white tigers one by one.

Seeing all this, Bai Zhuo and the others let out a mournful roar. A few white tigers rushed into the barracks, but they couldn't kill those human beings who avenged their kindness with one paw. , the city tower no longer exists, only an open space with bloodstains remaining.

Then the bloodstains disappeared little by little, and the open space turned into a wheat field. The good-growing wheat was ruthlessly trampled by the iron hooves of the army. The hard-working people lost their winter rations, and they rushed up crying, and were whipped by the soldiers on horseback. Fly, just die.

All the tragedies are being staged in front of your eyes - the destroyed fields, the looted cities, the displaced people, the ruined women, the children who starved to death... Peng Yu can't stand it anymore, but those scenes are endless Putting it on the ground, his heart seemed to sink into the icy snow water, and at the same time be scorched by the scorching flame.

The white tiger had stopped roaring, and all the scenes finally came to a stop after walking through it. The whole surrounding scenery was condensed into one point in an instant, and countless black shadows were drawn out as a line unfolded, while the rest faded into spotless white.

All the soldiers and civilians who died tragically in the war, together with those dead white tigers, all turned into dark ghosts in this pale scene, reappearing in front of their eyes.