I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Shui Jing was just puzzled at first, but when he saw clearly the armor on those soldiers, his heart tightened suddenly.

He hurriedly turned around and jumped to the roof on the other side to look down, only to see a very familiar banner on the top of the city wall.

Da Luang.

At this moment, Shui Jing's blood seemed to be congealed, and his ears were buzzing.

He recalled what he saw along the way, and thought that the city north of Zhongye was not unusual. The Daluan army should not have come from the north, but...

Shui Jing suddenly woke up like a dream.

What natural barrier cannot be attacked for a long time?What repeated defeats to extend the front?

Daluan Gongqi is a cover from beginning to end!

They used the pretext of attacking Qi to increase their troops repeatedly. On the surface, they seemed to be blocked by the miasma in Qidi and became angry and frustrated. In fact, they were repairing plank roads and secretly hiding Chen Cang.

Shui Jing was very annoyed, she had never thought of going to the border of Qi country to have a look in person in recent years, so that she was completely stunned until now.

He jumped from the tower and landed outside the city. He looked around in a hurry, and saw that the surrounding fields were scorched black, everything he saw was covered with dried blood stains, and the burn marks, potholes and rubble everywhere were trying to show people a fierce battle Mark of.

However, there are no dead bodies.

Since there is a fierce battle, there will be no casualties, but there is no corpse outside the city.

Shui Jing squatted down and looked around. There were countless scorched arrow handles scattered all over the ground, but without exception, the arrows were missing, and there was no complete weapon around.

No corpses were found, and all the intact weapons and arrows were recovered, indicating that this war has been over for a long time, and the battlefield has already been cleaned up.

The soldiers I saw in the city just now were only a few thousand, but to capture the fortified city of Zhongye, it is impossible for Da Luan to use only a few thousand soldiers, so where are the other troops?

He walked quickly to the south, and after walking out of the area covered in scorched black, he immediately saw densely packed horseshoe and rut marks as expected, and these marks stretched southward without end.

The southern...Yu capital...

Shui Jing never knew what fear was, but at this moment she was overwhelmed by a sudden panic, fine beads of sweat oozed from the palms of her hands, and even the tip of her heart seemed to tremble a little.

He no longer had any extra thoughts to speculate and judge, and immediately flew up and went straight to Yudu, with only one thought left in his mind.

Faster, faster.

Every time he passed a city, Shui Jing couldn't help but look down, but the more he looked, the more chilled he was.

One, two... He couldn't remember how many cities he saw that were similar to the situation in Nakano.

From late night to daytime, from early morning to evening, Shui Jing never felt that the journey was so far away and so long.

Finally, Shui Jing approached Yudu at dusk on the third day.

When he saw the North City Gate from a distance, Shui Jing's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

One side of the city gate leaned crookedly against the wall, while the other side fell directly to the ground. The surrounding gunpowder smoke had not cleared away, the city wall was covered with messy charred marks, broken bricks and tiles all over the ground, and arrows and knives.

The city was not as chaotic as Shui Jing imagined. There was a soldier standing every two steps along the street, almost forming a human wall, and between the two rows of soldiers, countless people rushed towards the same direction—Yu Palace .

The soldiers stood there like wooden stakes, staring straight at the spot, as if the people's every move was under their control.

Shui Jing didn't know what those people were going to do, so he had to follow the "torrent" formed by the people in the air towards Yu Palace.

The closer he got to Yu Gong, the more violent Shui Jing's heartbeat was, he almost didn't dare to think about what he would see, so he had to tell himself not to think wildly.

The palace wall of Yu Palace has become a piece of ruins, and the palace gate is buried in the ruins, like a piece of iron buried in the gravel of the beach.

All the palaces and buildings in the palace city were no longer covered by high walls, and stood naked in front of them. The people used their hands and feet to climb over the ruins, and easily stepped into this "land of emperors" that they might never have been able to set foot in their entire lives.

The towering buildings, pavilions and gardens, which are very familiar to Shui Jing, are now crowded with bustling crowds, and the footsteps of the people still do not stop, and they continue to move forward.

The uneasiness in Shui Jing's heart has reached its peak, like a tight string, as if it will break completely with a slight touch.

He hardly dared to breathe, and he didn't dare to look around, but he had to look, for fear that he would ignore even the slightest detail and miss the opportunity to find the solution.

Finally, the footsteps of the group of people gradually slowed down and stopped at the outermost part of the crowd.

Shui Jing stood on the top of a temple and looked towards the center of the crowd. The moment she saw it clearly, the tight string in her heart suddenly broke.

In the center of the crowd was the Wangming Pagoda that Yu State had been proud of for hundreds of years, and at this time, there were two dead bodies hanging from the beam on the top of the tower where Shui Jing had sat.

Lord, Empress.

Shui Jing suffocated for a while.

Although he has only met the couple a few times, they are Xie Wuyi's parents, and they are by no means irrelevant to Shui Jing.

Now they are not only dead, but also hanged here to show the public humiliation, Jie Wuyi will... Shui Jing hardly dares to think about it.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on the bottom of the tower again.

I don't know when there was a wooden platform built by a building, and a person was tied to the cross wooden frame in the center of the wooden platform.

There was no need to take a second look at all, Shui Jing recognized who that person was in an instant.

The person who has been dreaming and dreaming for several months actually appeared in front of Shui Jing in this way. Shui Jing felt a strong dizziness and almost couldn't stabilize his figure.

Xie Wuyi's long hair was loose, his body was covered in welts and blood, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.He had obviously just endured a torture, and he was panting weakly at this moment, but his eyes were still as determined as before.

Bai Mao hovered in the air, swooping down continuously, and was forced back to the sky by the arrows shot diagonally.

In front of Xie Wuyi, Daluan General Pei Yuan was slowly walking towards the edge of the wooden platform, holding a blood-stained long whip in his right hand and the snow-white shark bone sword in his left hand.

Around the wooden platform, more than 20 people knelt in a circle, all restrained by soldiers and unable to move.Shui Jing took a cursory glance and recognized that those were all salt craftsmen from the Salt Institute.

After Pei Yuan stood still at the edge of the stage, he looked at the kneeling saltsmiths under the stage, threw the whip in his hand heavily in front of them, and said proudly, "I'll give you one last chance."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked in front of Xie Wuyi with big strides, pulled out his bone sword and put it on the side of Xie Wuyi's neck, turned his head and said fiercely: "If you don't tell the secret technique, I will let your prince go down and give it to him." The father, the queen, and the queen will be buried together!"

The eyes of the saltsmiths were tearing apart, and under the pressure of the soldiers, they twisted their bodies and leaned forward, almost pleadingly crying to the stage: "Your Highness!"

"His Royal Highness!"

"Your Highness! Let's talk!"

"Don't say it!" Xie Wuyi yelled, and then coughed violently, the corners of his bloodshot mouth trembling violently, as if he had tried his best to yell.

"Oh!" Pei Yuan sneered, licked his molars, approached Xie Wuyi and sarcastically said, "I really didn't expect that you would be like your stubborn parents, who would bite you even when you were about to die." Mysteries don’t let go.”

Xie Wuyi stared back at him coldly, without any fear in his eyes, and even a little provocative.

"Okay, very good." Pei Yuan squinted his eyes and nodded slowly, then suddenly glared angrily and said, "Then I will fulfill you!"

At this moment, Shui Jing roared like a giant beast in his chest, the mountains fell and the ground cracked, and a strong hatred that had never been seen spewed out, wishing to burn the world to ashes.

He raised his hand violently, and the situation in the sky changed suddenly, and the sky suddenly became as dark as night, with strong winds, lightning and thunder.

Pei Yuan was so startled that he took a step back, and looked up at the sky in shock. Everyone, like him, was out of their wits from the fright. Flying sand and rocks rampaged through the crowd, drawing sharp bloody mouths. The soldier's legs softened in an instant, and he knelt and bowed his head in a panic, with swords and swords crackling and scattered at his feet.

At the same time, the figure of Shui Jing suddenly appeared on the wooden platform, before Pei Yuan's eyes.

His eyes were red, gloomy as ink, without waiting for Pei Yuan to react, he raised his hand like lightning and grabbed his neck, and twisted it to the right, only to hear a crisp "click", Pei Yuan was furious The staring eyes suddenly lost half of their light.

Shui Jing pulled the bone sword out of his hand, and then threw his uncooled bones aside expressionlessly, turned around and raised his hand to cut the thick rope that bound Xie Wuyi, put the sword back into its sheath, and held it Xie Wuyi's arms took him to the sky.

Baimao, who had been hovering in the air, immediately turned around and followed them, barely trailing behind the two of them.

"Let me... go down." Xie Wuyi struggled.

Shui Jing seemed to have never heard of it, and his eyes were fixed.

"Put me down!" Xie Wuyi's tone became more urgent.

Shui Jing hadn't been able to get out of the emotion just now, and his whole body was shrouded in a hostility.

Xie Wuyi was pulled to the wound on his body by the arm in his hand, he frowned tightly and gritted his teeth to endure it, but still let out a muffled groan from his nasal cavity accidentally.

This muffled hum was extremely slight, but it fell into Shui Jing's ears like a muffled thunder, which made his arms tremble, and his mind suddenly regained clarity.

At this time, the two people passed by a high mountain by the sea, and Shui Jing went straight down and landed on the top of the mountain without saying a word. As soon as he touched the ground, he let go of his hand, and he sat down on the ground with his legs bent, supporting the ground. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, fine beads of sweat oozing from the forehead and nose tip due to the severe pain.

Bai Mao flapped his wings and jumped around, as if he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Shui Jing knelt down on one knee beside Xie Wuyi, put the bone sword aside, gently supported his shoulder with his right hand, and carefully stroked the wounds on his body with his slightly trembling left hand.

The welt marks that were bloody and bloody and the bones were visible slowly healed under Shui Jing's hands, but they seemed to move to Shui Jing's heart, one after another, gouging out the flesh and eroding the bones, dripping with blood.

Xie Wuyi didn't say a word the whole time, his eyes quietly looked into the distance, without any waves in his eyes.

Shui Jing lowered his head and healed all the wounds one by one, then raised his head, gently wiped the sweat on his forehead and the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and slowly stroked his sweat-wet broken hair scattered on his temples, and put them together behind the ear.

After doing all this, Shui Jing let go of Wuzhi's shoulders and lowered his hands.

In fact, his heart was far from being as calm as he had shown. At that moment just now, he could hardly restrain the urge to hold Xie Wuyi tightly in his arms, but he finally forcibly endured it.

He wasn't sure if Xie Wuyi was still brooding over his deception, but now that the capital of Yu had fallen and both the king and empress were dead, he didn't want to add any more to Xie Wuyi. Insignificant stimulation, just want to watch him by his side, guard him, and accompany him.

Xie Wuyi propped his hands on the ground as if he wanted to get up, but his arms were weak, and he sat down again. Shui Jing immediately supported him and frowned, "Where are you going?"