Rivers and lakes

After talking for so long, Han Lu didn't do anything extra except look down at the saber in his hand and look up at the moon.Didn't even look back at her.

How Xi Xue couldn't see her own weight in Han Lu's heart. Apart from laughing at herself, she could only forcefully say: "Since you don't mind, then continue to persevere. If one day you can watch your beloved woman change her mind, it will be the world's most important thing." The happiest thing."

Han Lu rubbed the Yajiu Sword with his palm, as if rubbing against Gu Wuyou's face.After a long time, he hummed, which was a response.

Above the clear moon, that face was faintly visible, even though the eyes were covered with cloth strips, it was still unparalleled.

It was like offering sacrifices on the Sun and Moon Platform that night, dressed in white, as if a true god descended to earth.Han Lu suddenly discovered that the face he had imagined facing the moon had always been the thin face of a gorefiend who was both good and evil, instead of Gu Wuyou's simple smiling face on Yijian Valley.

Han Lu slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air, and the stagnation deeply buried in his heart, together with the impurities in his body, was expelled out of the body along the respiratory tract little by little.The whole person relaxes.

Seeing that Han Lu had already forgotten her, Xi Xue was sighing in a low voice, when suddenly she saw a puff of energy in Han Lu's body.Blow after blow, Han Lu's robe was blown up.

At the foot of Hanlu, there are golden ripples rippling away. It can be believed that Ruohanlu is a Buddhist, and if he walks at this moment, it must be like a lotus flower every step, and it will be in full bloom.

Xi Xue was dumbfounded, almost exclaimed, and quickly blocked her mouth.

That night, countless fluttering pigeons flew out of the camp and flew in all directions to their respective base camps.

This night, various forces tossed and turned sleeplessly, rethinking their relationship with the Xue family, with Yijiangu, and with Hanlu.

Cold Road is the seventh rank of King Kong, one foot away from Zhixuan Linmen, and enters the No. 1 camp.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, the younger generation under the age of 50 all use Hanlu as a model.

Confucianism.

Zhou Feng looked at the note in his hand with a gloomy expression. As the team leader who led the disciples of Confucianism to attack Yijian Valley, Zhou Feng knew better than anyone else what the cold road into Zhixuan meant to the Confucianism.

Although the cold road has not yet entered Zhixuan, although there is no Confucianism sect of the seventh rank of King Kong, but the seventh rank of King Kong of the Confucianism sect are all old guys who have lived for many years, and how many pills have been used to get today's cultivation base .

And Han Luyuan is less than 30 years old.In the context that lifespan can be extended by cultivation, talent is the key.

Zhou Feng will never forget the last time at the funeral of his predecessor, among all the real or fake sorrows, only Han Lu showed contempt and indifference towards the coffin.At that time, he knew that Han Lu was remembering Yi Jiangu's hatred back then.

Now that his wings have hardened, if this attack on Wan Du Sect allows Han Lu to capture the hearts of the people, and the power of the Jiangnan West Road attached to Xue's family grows, it is not difficult for Zhou Feng to imagine what the Confucianism School will encounter when they walk in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Based on the character of cold road, oil and salt, it may be too late to show his affection to him at this time. In this case, Zhou Feng became ruthless and walked towards the main hall.

Outside Panlong City, there are dense forests.

A armored cavalry without words walked calmly into the depths of the forest. Everyone was armed with weapons, such as guns, knives or halberds. A team of more than a hundred people rode horses with the same expressionless faces as their masters, heading towards the outside of the dense forest. Walk along the Wangchuan River for more than 30 miles.

Apart from the sound of iron hooves, there was a dead silence.

This was the first battle in which their reputation resounded throughout the rivers and lakes, and it was also the first battle in which they started killing. It was bloody and cruel, and not a single blade of grass could grow under the iron hooves.

In the future, they were given a frightening name by the world, the magic army.

Qinhua Town has become an empty and dead town. Although all the corpses were cremated and their clothes and luggage were turned into ashes, no one dared to enter.I heard that at midnight, the surrounding villages can always hear the sound of whimpering, saying that the resentment is too heavy, and the soul of the deceased still stays in the town and cannot be dispersed.

Some daring Taoist priests came to work as mages at noon when the yin energy was weakest, but the whimpering was still deep at night, and it could be heard from five miles around.

When the carriage passed through Qinhua Town, Yu Teng got off the carriage and looked at the empty Qinhua Town. Apart from the abandoned houses, he probably couldn't even see a mouse.

Standing beside Yu Teng, Que Chuan said slowly, "The day before the plague happened, there were still people going out, but I didn't hear that there was a plague in the town. But the next day, the whole town was dead."

This is the result of Que Chuan's investigation for a long time.

Although I had a premonition, I still couldn't help but feel cold when I heard what Que Chuan said. There are thousands of people in a town, and there is no end in sight even in the mysterious realm. "That is to say, the plague Did it happen in one night, and thousands of people died in just one night?"

"Yes. The gate of the town is closed at night. If you throw a few imported masters who died of the plague into the crowded refugees at this time, it will be like a drop of ink melting in clear water, which can quickly turn the whole glass of water black. .”

Yu Teng: "Is there any evidence that people from Wandumen put the dead bodies?"

Que Chuan asked, "Why don't you ask if there is any evidence that Mo Yunzong did it?"

Yu Teng sneered: "You and I both know it well. It doesn't matter if you say I'm indifferent or I don't know right from wrong. Since the battle in Yijian Valley eight years ago, I have long since disbelieved in justice in the world."

After talking about it, his expression turned cold, "If you hadn't tried your best to stop Feng Yan, Feng Yan would have been bullied long ago. Talk to me about justice..." Yu Teng stopped talking.

One sentence hit Que Chuan's sore spot, he frowned, but he didn't say anything after all.

After people from the Jianghu attacked Yijian Valley, he and Feng Yan were not the only ones who were injured and wronged.

The head's hamstring was broken, and Ouyang Yi was pierced by a sword in the chest. He didn't even spare the unconscious Han Lu, punching and kicking, as if this would prove how powerful he was.

Later, if the people from Wudang did not arrive, they alone would not be able to hold Yijian Valley.

Yu Teng laughed at himself: "It's just that there is no evidence to prove that it was done by the Wandumen. The plague was developed by them. No matter how much impact it caused later, they are the culprits."

Que Chuan nodded, and finally said: "There is no evidence of the Wandu Sect at present, but a few days before the outbreak of the plague, there were signs of Moyun Sect's transfer in Qinhua Town."

"too much?"

"Feng Yan told me that there is an inn in Qinhua Town that is owned by my junior uncle, and this inn was closed before the incident happened. Other than that, there is nothing else. I think my junior uncle handled it very secretly and didn't let me Others know."

Yu Teng didn't say any more, turned around and walked back to the carriage, "Let's go, I heard that Han Lu has entered the seventh rank of Vajra. This is a good time for us to recruit troops. After this battle, Yijian Valley should also rise."

As the Huajian sect was wiped out of a large piece of land by the demon army of the Moyun sect, Hua Anlan, who was used to stabbing knives in the back, was frightened by the desperate fighting methods of the demon army.

Silent night raids, sneak attacks, openly calling formations, laying ambushes, all kinds of schemes emerge in endlessly.Hua Anlan gritted her teeth in anger.

The last straw that crushed Hua Anlan's body was that the magic army lined up again this day and appeared outside the headquarters of the Huajian faction.

Just when Hua Anlan sent people out to encircle and suppress them, the magic army separated, and a man on a black horse walked out from the middle.

The horse is tall, with a black body, a long mane flying, and a silver armor on its head. It looks really good.The only flaw is that there is no spirituality in the eyes of the horse, and it is as numb and colorless as the magic army behind it.

Sitting on the horse's back was a man wearing a dark red robe. The robe was extremely long and draped over the horse's back, wrapping the horse's buttocks.The man had thin cheeks and a pale complexion, standing in the middle of the mighty team, full of momentum.

The man's eyes were still wrapped with cloth strips. He hooked the corners of his mouth, looked up at Hua Anlan, and asked, "How heavy do you think I am now?"

Hua Anlan couldn't help but want to run away.

As one of the three major protectors of the Devil's Cult once led by Ghost Face Demon, Hua Anlan knew better than anyone that the fourth level of Kunlun Dafa could control others' minds.But how did she know to what extent it could be manipulated. Ghost Face Sha didn't cultivate to this level back then!

But now seeing the Gorefiend, and looking at the painless and tireless demon army behind him, there is still nothing to be sure about.

Before the battle, the momentum had already lost, Hua Anlan gritted her teeth and asked, "What do you want?"

Hua Anlan didn't understand mind manipulation, but she didn't dare to act rashly.In case of being controlled by the blood demon without knowing it and becoming his puppet, Hua Anlan would rather retreat.

Gu Wuyou patted the horse's mane, and said casually: "It's very simple. The Huajian faction handed over the territory they occupied before, and handed over the sphere of influence north of the Huaihe River. Compensate Moyunzong with 2000 taels of silver and [-] fierce horses."

Hua Anlan sneered: "You're not afraid of dying."

Gu Wuyou said unhurriedly: "Now that the Wandu Sect is besieged by the Jianghu righteous way, there is no time to estimate the Moyun Sect. Guess if I can destroy your Huajian Sect with my strength?"

Hua Anlan laughed back angrily, "Do you think you can take down our Huajian School with just over 100 of you?"

"It's really not possible," Gu Wuyou seemed to have a slight regret on his face, "I'll wait for three more days before everyone has arrived, and we will meet again in three days. But when the time comes, even if I fail to win the Huajian Pie, I will You are my puppet."

After all, turn around and leave without looking back.

Hua Anlan was furious, clenched her fists, and suddenly turned around and ordered, "At all costs, take it for me! I'd like to see how you, with only a hundred or so people, can deal with my Huajian faction who has been carefully cultivated for decades. Private soldiers!"

On this day, the Huajian faction dispatched more than 120 mirror-breaking masters to besiege [-] members of the Moyun sect, including the blood demon.

Both sides of the confrontation are masters of flying, sand and rocks in action. Huajian sent hundreds of people to deal with the more than one hundred people from the Moyun sect who came from thousands of miles away. Who will win?

The Wangchuan River is a big river. When the tide is high, the sound of the water hitting the bank can be heard from a distance.

On this day, the fighting on the banks of the Wangchuan River stained the ground under his feet red, the river water slapped the blood on the ground, and he did not go for seven days.

In the end, 68 riders of Moyunzong died, 35 riders were seriously injured, and 24 riders were slightly injured.

The Huajian faction of more than [-] people was almost wiped out.

After that, Hua Anlan doubled the compensation according to the request made by the blood demon, and handed over a larger sphere of influence south of the Huaihe River than north of the Huaihe River.In the following year, the Huajian faction almost disappeared, and there were no more rumors of her in the world.

Outside Panlong City.

Everyone in the magic army who was walking in an orderly way stopped.

One of the demon army took off his mask, his complexion turned a waxy yellow.Gu Wuyou noticed that he stopped and turned around and said, "Rest where you are."

With a sallow complexion, You He laughed out of breath and said, "I really admire you, you actually bluffed Hua Anlan and cheated away such a large sphere of influence."

Mu Chong next to him took off his mask, and the situation was better than Yu's reconciliation, but he was still powerless, and sighed: "I feel that Hua Anlan will send another 20 people, and we will all be defeated."

Gu Wuyou walked over on horseback, except that his complexion was a little paler and his breath was weaker, he really couldn't tell if he was injured, "It's not like that, as soon as the magic army came out, Hua Anlan would be able to guess what I am. Naturally, I am afraid. Hua Anlan is not a person who dares to fight to the death, she has too much reluctance, so she will naturally leave a thread for the Huajian faction. It just depends on how long this thread lasts."

You He thought for a while, "Actually, you can use all the power of the Moyun Sect to directly take the Huajian Sect into your pocket."

Gu Wuyou shook his head, "The background of the Huajian faction is not very strong. Instead of spending a lot of effort to rob the Huajian faction, it is better to go to the Wandumen. Now everyone in the world thinks that the plague in Qinhua Town was caused by the Wandumen. It won't be long before they notice the anomaly.

But Jianghu Zhengdao knows that he has misunderstood Wan Dumen, and he will defend himself by saying that the demon sects are all the same, and will never bow to Wan Dumen and apologize.And Wan Dumen is used to being arrogant, and it is impossible to humbly explain that they did not do it, nor will they forgive the attacks of the Jianghu people.So they will fight more and more fiercely until both losers.

Therefore, we have to take advantage of the time when the two sides are planning to give up and make peace, and go straight to Huanglong, so that Wan Dumen will have no chance to stand up.At best, the Jianghu people rob gold and silver treasures. The poisonous skills accumulated by the Wandumen for so many years, even if they want to take it, they dare not take it blatantly.This is the real priceless treasure, and it must not be destroyed by the self-proclaimed heroes. "

You He smiled and said, "The suzerain is brilliant."

Gu Wuyou waved his hand, "Bring the injured ones back to the Longmen Inn in batches to resettle, count the uninjured ones, and camp outside."

After the next day, the rivers and lakes were turbulent, and Mo Yunzong locked up his one-acre three-point land as if he had made up his mind, and guarded it safely in the villa, despite the flames of fire outside the window.