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Yuanshi told Zhang Ziyao that Hongye didn't know that her father was gone, and Yuan Die didn't intend to tell her, but when Hongye wanted to find her father, she told her that Zhang San had gone to a faraway place to fight against the enemy, probably for several years. She won't come back anytime soon—Hongye has always admired her father who guards the frontier, so although she was very sad that Zhang San didn't say goodbye to her before leaving, she didn't cry.

Yuanshi also said that Hongye knew that she had become a new mirror witch. She liked the yin and yang nirvana mirror very much, but she just thought that she had the power to bring the dead back to life-she didn't know that the people she awakened were very powerful. It might kill her.

And Yuan Die was unwilling to tell her anything, just to protect Hongye, she stubbornly used her own way to watch Hongye firmly and prevent her from getting close to the mirror...

No new person is resurrected without being near the mirror.

No new destabilizing factors will arise without resurrection.

So Yuanshi became the first person to be revived in Hongye and the last one in the near future. The imprint of the rose has always existed on her neck, watching the gorgeous and blooming roses on Yuanshi's neck become more and more dazzling day by day. The pale pink at first turned into a bloody red, and the color finally started to make people feel uneasy——

But Zhang Ziyao didn't know what the source of this anxiety was.

He only knew that when he met those soldiers these days, many people watched him hesitate to speak, then sighed and shook their heads and left.

……

Finally on this day, Zhang Ziyao couldn't help but go to Lou Hen to ask about the Mirror Witch. The latter seemed not at all surprised that Zhang Ziyao would come to the door. Seeing the black-haired boy brought in by the guards outside the door, he put down Picking up the little trick in his hand, he said with a smile: "Early after what happened to Zhang San, this king knew that Ziyao would definitely come to him... Ziyao really didn't disappoint me."

At this time, he was not in the mood to waste time chatting with Lou Hen. The young man stood still in front of Lou Hen. Seeing that the man was still in the mood to make tea and smell the fragrance, he said expressionlessly, "Your Majesty, I have nothing to say about the Wubei Army." knew."

"Zhang San told you?"

"It wasn't Zhang San who told me. Zhang San didn't tell me anything. He just told me how he became the Army of No Sadness. It was Yuan Die who misunderstood him... A few days ago I was wondering about this, so I went to find him. My mother, it was she who told me everything about what would happen to the person resurrected by the mirror—the mark of the rose is now on her body."

Hearing Zhang Ziyao's ambiguous words, Lou Hen's eyeballs moved slightly, but he didn't know each other. He was surprised that the rose imprint on Yuan Shi's body at this time, and just asked: "I told you everything?"

"Yes, including the matter of killing the mirror witch before the imprint disappears or withers, and you can start a new life and be truly resurrected—my mother promised me that I would not kill anyone, but just quietly wait for the rose to wither, and just accompany me as a living dead By your side, guard me for a hundred years."

The man's eyes moved slightly.

The next moment, the smile on his face became more obvious, he put down the scented cup that he sniffed at the tip of his nose, and said lightly in an understatement——

"Well, it seems that you really know everything." Lou Hen emphasized the pronunciation of the word "all", and then changed his words again, "Hongye is so pitiful, she has to bear these things at a young age, but this is not As for the solution, you see, in history, the mirror witch died more than once when she was young. Although the king is heartbroken to hear it, there is nothing he can do about it, because the curse about the 'Yin-Yang Nirvana Mirror' will not stop Yes, when the Mirror Witch dies, a new one will be born immediately..."

Zhang Ziyao asked: "What if I want to stop this?"

Lou Hen's smile remained unchanged, but his voice became slightly indifferent: "This king will not allow it."

——An expected answer.

Zhang Ziyao was silent.

Lou Hen detoured in front of him, lifted the young man's jaw with one finger, looked into the other's unusually bright eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Ziyao, Wubei City is the most important military facility facing the north of Tiancang. For many years, the Yunqi Kingdom has been eyeing the defense line, only waiting to break through this line of defense one day and invade our Tiancang in one fell swoop—and these years, it is precisely because of the existence of the Wubei Army that these wolfish and ambitious people have been blocked outside the pass ... However, although the Wubei army is extremely brave, the people of Yunqi Kingdom have also begun to no longer be afraid of death these years. Think about it, haven't they seen the death of their companions? Have they seen it, but They are still coming one after another to die, why do you think?"

Without waiting for Zhang Ziyao to answer, Lou Hen replied by himself: "For the people of Yunqi Kingdom to drink sweet well water; for the farmers to be able to irrigate; for the newborn sons not to suffer from hunger; for the sick people not to suffer from hunger." A medicine is hard to find; for the common people, for the soldiers, for all those born in that barren land to no longer suffer from the inescapable pain caused by the geographical environment-and all these things they yearn for happen to be our Tiancang people Enjoyed... if one day, because of your pity on the Wubei Army, our people in Tiancang lose these things, suffer from the torture of war, and the people are in dire straits, what will you do?"

Zhang Ziyao looked at the building mark and said nothing.

Lou Hen sighed: "It seems that you understand everything. This is the reason why you waited so long to come to see this king—you are also hesitating, but you still can't let go of the Wusad Army and the Mirror Witch."

"They are also innocent." Zhang Ziyao said, "The No-Sorrow Army originated from the obsession of the soldiers who died in battle to live. They did nothing wrong; and the Mirror Witch is even more so. Buddhists still have the idea of ​​'saving people'." It is said that one life is worth building a seven-level pagoda', why do people who really do this suffer torture for no reason?"

Hearing this, Lou Hen laughed, without any intention of making fun of him, and said flatly: "Zi Yao is still too young, you must know that there are times in life when you have to make choices—this is just a simple question of numbers, 'one'? Or 'ten'? If you have to choose between the two, this king can only choose the latter...unless, 'one' and 'ten' can be defended at the same time."

keep?

How to keep?

Zhang Ziyao was in a daze, and he suddenly remembered that Zhang Huaishan had mentioned similar words in the letter to him——

[One's life always encounters difficult regrets, namely: can't ask for it; can't let it go; can't let it go; can't forget; Yin and Yang are separated; love is deep and lifeless.

If you are going to get through this difficult time, you must only understand three words: do not force. 】

A few simple words made people feel more and more incomprehensible. At this moment, Zhang Ziyao even felt rebellious again, and couldn't help thinking: If he had to force it, what should he do?

The young man was silent, but he heard Lou Hen chuckling beside him, suddenly changed the topic, and said without a head or tail: "But maybe Ziyao can do it."

Zhang Ziyao was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Me?"

"I don't know if Ziyao heard an anecdote about a vast land in the Central Plains that has been in war all year round. The heroes and heroes divided the world into three parts. Among them, a country named Wei sent a general to attack a certain city in Shu. The general failed to garrison. When the army approached the city, the army had no soldiers to meet the enemy, but they guarded the city gate alone, sitting on the tower and playing the guqin... The enemy general saw his calm and calm, and suddenly became suspicious in his heart. This military commander has thousands of troops behind him, so he dared to provoke so rashly, but he was shocked, hesitated again and again, and finally led the troops back-the military division did not cost a single soldier, just that one song, and thousands of enemies were retreated."

"I've seen it." Zhang Ziyao blinked, "And then?"

"If Yunqi Kingdom also thinks that we have tens of thousands of Tiancang Wubei troops, what they have seen is just a drop in the bucket—"

Zhang Ziyao just wanted to say how it is possible that people are not stupid, but before he could say anything, he suddenly thought that Zhang Ziyao seemed to have actually done similar things—on the Mid-Autumn Festival, on the flower boat, in front of outsiders Zhang Ziyao, with just a pen in his hand, can make wind and rain instantly, light a lamp and put out a candle...

Zhang Ziyao twitched the corners of his lips: "My lord invited Ziyao to the Taihang Mountains this time, maybe it's not just as simple as escorting a picture scroll?"

"Ah, it's that simple. This king and Ziyao are in love with each other. They can't bear to be separated for a long time. They want to take you with them wherever they go... Those tricks just now are just me talking nonsense." Lou Hen said like a fox, inscrutable, "Not force."

"..."

Zhang Ziyao was really tired of these three words.

Just about to speak, at this moment, I suddenly heard a commotion outside the tent——

The atmosphere of the conversation in the tent was swept away. Zhang Ziyao and Lou Hen looked at each other. Starting from Lou Hen, he lifted the curtain and walked outside. After a while, he heard him ask a personal guard in a deep voice: "Wang Wu, go and see See what's so noisy outside, disturbing this king talking to others, it's really annoying, tell them to shut up and keep their voices down."

Lou Hen's words fell, and the elder guard trotted to see what happened, and he came back after a while—but when he came back, he had a very bad look on his face, and he just clasped his fists and saluted with haste He said in a tone: "My lord, something happened to the south - it turned out that the hundred soldiers from Yunqi who came to explore the way a few days ago were nothing more than a slap in the face. We repelled them and thought that they would not come again for a while. This time, we have raised enough soldiers and horses." , The [-] Yunqi army was caught off guard by killing from the south yesterday at night! The south is in the rear, but they are all ordinary soldiers and generals. This time they were discredited and killed by surprise. Countless, heavy losses!"

"what?!"

When Lou Hen heard this, he was startled, and the lazy look on his face suddenly disappeared completely. He grabbed the guard's armor and grabbed him in front of him. died?!"

After being the famous founding general of Tiancang, this Qiyun inherited the excellent bloodline of his ancestors. He is loyal, brave and good at fighting. He is superior to ordinary people in terms of strategy and martial arts. The reason is that there are family members guarding one side - the south of Wubei City can be fought back if it is lost, which is not worth mentioning at all, at least compared to the loss of a general in Tiancang...

The more Lou Hen thought about it, the more frightened he became. He didn't expect such a thing to happen under his nose. If it got to the ears of the emperor of the capital, he still didn't know how to blame him for his bad supervision and let the enemy take advantage of it——

At that time, I'm afraid it will be another bloodbath.

Thinking of this, Lou Hen didn't want to think about it any more, he just walked out quickly and asked, "Where is Yunqi now?"

"Having broken through the first line of defense, knowing that General Qi Yun died in battle, the soldiers of Yun Qi are greatly encouraged. It is estimated that before today's sunset, they will probably reach the outer edge!"

"Damn, move so fast, don't these bastards need to go to bed after taking rat poison!" At this time, Lou Hen didn't care about his appearance, and yelled, "Hurry up and dispatch half of the Wubei army, now I'm going to get out of here without stopping! Guard the south, come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair—”

Speaking of this, Lou Hen stopped suddenly.

Turning around, he suddenly asked, "Has Qu Yun's body been found?"

"I got it back, General Qiyun's subordinates are loyal to him, and they don't want to see the general die under the enemy's horseshoe—"

"Don't talk about these nonsense that you don't know who to praise." Lou Hen waved his hand impatiently, "Go and get the Mirror Witch, let her prepare, no matter what, I'll get Qi Yun back from the mirror!"

At this time, Lou Hen had already come to the open space outside the tent, and on the open ground, there were three layers of Wusai soldiers surrounded by a human figure wrapped in a dirty white cloth and faintly bleeding from the inside. During their chattering discussion, Zhang Ziyao learned that the corpse, which looked half as tall and mighty as an ordinary person, was probably the General Qiyun they mentioned before!

After a while, there was another commotion from the tent, this time it was women's cries and children's cries. Zhang Ziyao was startled and looked up. As expected, he saw Yuan Die and Hongye mother and daughter being pushed and shoved by the guards. To be more precise, it should be the guard, holding Hongye with one hand and dragging her. Because she was walking so fast and in a hurry, Hongye couldn't keep up and fell and was forcibly pulled up again, and finally dragged her feet all the way to the ground. Being dragged; and Yuan Die followed behind them, stumbled and excited, screaming "what are you going to do" and "let go of Hongye", while trying to snatch her child back with her hands...

However, how could the guards brought by Lou Hen let him go just like Zhang San did?

At this moment, those Wubei soldiers seemed to have guessed what would happen next, and the crowd that had been surrounding Qiyun dodged away. The guard dragged Hongye to the corpse, and finally let go——Hongye Staggered and landed on the heavy and cold corpse, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, then screamed and cried after smelling the bloody smell!

Zhang Ziyao went up to help Hongye up. At this time, he caught a glimpse of Fuyao not far away and heard the sound coming, holding his scroll in his arms—Zhang Ziyao calmed down for no reason, and protected Hongye under the eyes of everyone. In his arms, he frowned slightly and remained silent.

"Zi Yao, get out of the way, don't waste your time, you know what I just told you, in two hours, it will be too late for Yun Qi's army to suppress everything," Lou Hen said, "Where's the mirror?"

"What mirror?" Yuan Die called out sensitively, "There is no mirror! Hongye won't revive him! No matter who he is!"

She screamed and wanted to jump up nervously, but was stopped!

Hongye was still young, she was so frightened by this battle, she didn't know what happened, she just hugged Zhang Ziyao's thigh tightly and refused to let go. Kneeling down in front of him, his usual smile appeared on his face again: "Hongye, do you know me?"

Hong Ye nodded slightly, and whispered: "I know, you are the prince... Can you tell those guards to let go of my mother? They dragged me away just now, it hurts, now they are holding my mother, my mother must also It hurts—”

"This king must have let your mother go, but after you resurrected the general behind you who was covered by a white sheet..."

Hongye was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at the figure behind her: "Is he dead?"

Lou Hen smiled and nodded: "But with you here, he won't die."

Hongye hugged Zhang Ziyao's leg tightly, and showed a hesitant expression, just like what Yuanshi said, because Yuan Die was too protective and didn't want to say anything, so Hongye didn't know the specific situation or what was involved. The problem is that she doesn't resist "being able to resurrect the dead" at all. Now that she hears that the person in front of her is a general, if he doesn't resurrect him, Wubei City will suffer, so she naturally wavers. At this time, a guard Holding a brass mirror, Yuan Die came over, looking at the mirror, Yuan Die screamed again and began to struggle desperately——

"Don't touch that mirror!"

Hongye glanced at Yuan Die, then at the mirror, and finally stretched out her hand to the mirror hesitantly——

"Hongye! If you touch that mirror, don't recognize me as a mother! I swear, if you resurrect anyone again, I don't want you! I don't have such a disobedient child like you!"

When Hongye was about to touch the mirror, Yuan Die's scream made her withdraw her hand suddenly, and she glanced at Yuan Die timidly, as if she didn't know what to do next—the scene was momentary Somewhat frozen, Lou Hen let out a "tsk", revealing an irritable voice, and then said to the people behind him in a tone that was almost unfamiliar to Zhang Ziyao: "Cover her mouth and drag her away."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Yuan Die seemed to have infinite power suddenly. With a loud cry, she broke free from the guards who were holding her. After slapping her hard, he pushed her away, then snatched the bronze mirror away, and held it up high to smash it!

"stop!"

"Yuan Die, you are crazy!"

"Wow woo woo mother—"

The cries of the child mixed with the shocking voices of the crowd, and the scene was in chaos. Zhang Ziyao had a headache, so he simply stepped forward and lifted the red leaf that had just let go of him. The posture was exactly the same as that of Yuan Die holding the mirror—— —

Hongye was stunned.

Yuan Die was stunned.

The people around were also stunned.

Zhang Ziyao paused for a moment, then poked his head out from behind the little girl: "Stop making trouble, you'll be jumping around before the enemy comes; Yuan Die, put down the mirror first, I know it will if you haven't smashed this thing Not broken; also, my lord, I have thought about what you said about me just now, I can do it, and I will do it this afternoon, and I have one condition: if Yunqi retreats tonight, you can no longer force Hongye to resurrect this general."

"Zi Yao, this king can't take this kind of thing with you—"

"The resurrection of Qiyun is just to deter the enemy," Zhang Ziyao said, "I can do it."

Lou Hen closed his mouth.

After a while, after a little hesitation, he finally let go.

After half an hour.

Zhang Ziyao's tent was tightly closed, and there was no sound inside.

No one knows that the young man in the tent at this moment is busy placing an incense burner that Yiding got from somewhere under a picture scroll, and then found three more sticks of incense and lit them up. Draw the picture scroll respectfully...

I prayed three times.

Fuyao: "Little fool, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ziyao: "Pray devoutly."

Fuyao: "..."

In the picture scroll, the white bull-headed cub was sneezed by the incense smoke; the black giant dragon wrapped around the rock lazily raised its eyelids, glanced at the burning incense mockingly, and then squeezed the incense. His voice was as low as Zhang Ziyao's and repeated: "'The resurrection of Qiyun is just to deter the enemy. I can do it.'"

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "You can, and you are very good."

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Thanks to the broad and profound language, he heard the slightest sarcasm in Zhu Jiuyin's words.

The dragon wrapped around the boulder moved, the gravel fell, and the boulder made the sound of collapsing instantly. However, before that, the giant dragon turned into a handsome man, sat on the highest rock, lowered his head and tidied up. Lower sleeves: "I have a question to ask: As far as the stick figures you drew, what 'can' are you going to take?"

"That's why I burned incense." Zhang Ziyao smiled awkwardly, "Burning incense and worshiping Buddha, maybe there will be a kind fairy in the painting telling me what to do now—"

"My lord Immortal tells you that what I can do and won't do for you. My lord Immortal wants to teach the child who speaks out of thin air a lesson, at least let him know when to change his mouth properly in the future. "Zhu Jiuyin kicked a chaotic rock expressionlessly, "If you don't have the ability to pretend to be dead, will you pretend to be dead? Shut your mouth and stand there, watching your nose and your heart."

"But just like that, Louhen might kill Yuan Die if this continues."

"Oh, you know the nature of that hooligan, but I thought you didn't." Zhu Jiuyin showed a mocking face, "What's the use of saying these flattering words now? How do you treat them? A cup of tea After the time is over, you are going to sit at the south gate of the city. What are you doing sitting? Sitting and drawing, drawing stick figures... You really believe that hooligan who bluffed you with the story of Zhuge Kongming. It's so stupid that you can try it in a while, you sit on the top and draw talismans, and the people below will choose to retreat or shoot an arrow through your forehead..."

Zhang Ziyao felt his forehead go cold, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead.

Zhu Jiuyin snorted and rolled her huge eyes.

Fuyao also rolled his eyes, twisted his waist and walked away as if he couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhang Ziyao put down his hand, moved to the side of the picture scroll and said slowly: "Jiujiu, don't say that I am only reckless, in fact, I have been thinking about this matter for many days-if the court bans the Wubei Army, liberates the Mirror Witch, and at the same time The best way to keep the borders of Wubei City from being invaded by the enemy country is to make a big move to scare away the soldiers of Yunqi Kingdom. make unnecessary sacrifices..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "I'm sorry to ask, what is the 'earth-shattering move'?"

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin said negatively: "After thinking about it, I will speak."

Su Lian: "Don't bully him."

"I'll just bully him," Zhu Jiuyin said expressionlessly, "Come on, answer."

Zhang Ziyao lowered his head: "Perhaps we can draw thousands of troops to scare them—"

"It's a stick figure with thousands of troops." Zhu Jiuyin added for Zhang Ziyao, and raised her hand to cover her chest, "Who do you want to scare with this thing? Although I am indeed a little frightened now."

"?"

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid. I still have the hope that you can unseal me." Zhu Jiuyin squinted at Zhang Ziyao, "What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour on me?"

Zhang Ziyao ignored him, and stretched his neck to look at the calf in the picture scroll as if looking forward to it: "Why don't you go up? I think you are good at swordsmanship, and you are a beast. Maybe you can kill all directions. You are brave." Retreat from the enemy—”

Su Lian: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "Zhang Ziyao, this stupid bull can't stand up to your chest height, do you let him fight the enemy bravely or die heroically? You are really desperate to fight."

Of course, Zhang Ziyao was just talking casually, and now he was almost forced by himself to jump over the wall, but Zhang Ziyao said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' then what should I do then?!")

Zhu Jiuyin: "I don't know, aren't you the one with the most experience in this kind of stupid thing that you know you can't do?"

Zhang Ziyao didn't speak, stopped beating the wall, wiped his face and calmed down: "It's really not good, let's draw."

"Draw?" Zhu Jiuyin curled her lips, "You can't draw that man, so give up, just now when the hooligan prince was asked to lift the shroud, I also took a look-just looking at it is enough It seems that I have seen the end of you little liar. That person is so complicated, it is not easy to draw. If you have a face full of nonsense, maybe you can still get away with it. You also have the strength to forget who those strange people in the post-disaster picture were at the beginning I drew it for you."

"Zhang Zixiao is not here again," Zhang Ziyao rolled his eyes, "I can only bite the bullet and go on. After all, he is the one who once drew Bi Wenniao. If it doesn't work, I still have a unique trick—"

"Would you like to offer incense to Yun Qibing and pray devoutly?"

"..."

Zhang Ziyao raised his hand and patted the picture scroll that didn't know how to help but only knew how to sneer and talk crazily. He turned around and entered the room, and grabbed a book out of the box. Zhu Jiuyin glanced at it and found that it was an old book. Shan Hai Jing, I don't know what Zhang Ziyao is going to do... Zhu Jiuyin frowned: "What are you doing with that?"

"I'll see if I can draw something," Zhang Ziyao said, "Bi Wenniao was summoned with my blood as the paint; Jiujiu, you also drank human blood to live like a tiger, so I was wondering if you only need to use blood as the paint for you to come alive." medium, you can—"

Zhu Jiuyin frowned upon hearing this: "What are you painting?"

Zhang Ziyao lowered his head and flicked through the book: "What is a fierce painting? Chaos? Qiongqi? Hey, which one can be scary even if it looks more perfunctory? Do you have any recommendations?"

"Put down the book, no drawing."

"?"

Zhang Ziyao stopped turning the pages of the book.

"I asked you to put down that book, don't you understand?"

At this time, Zhu Jiuyin swept away his previous playful smile. When he frowned slightly and emphasized his tone, the clear sky in the picture scroll was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and the wind was gathering - even the scorpion beast that was lying on the ground couldn't help it. He sat up, raised his head, and stared at the man sitting on the high place vigilantly. The hair on his body exploded slightly, and he made a "huhu" sound from his throat...

Zhang Ziyao held the book and looked at Zhu Jiuyin. When he was stared at by those red pupils, he felt unable to move. A coolness came from the soles of his feet. His back suddenly became extremely cold and cold sweat dripped down his back. fall--

The entire tent fell into a strange low pressure.

However, at this moment, the sound of approaching footsteps came from outside the tent. He thought it was the guards calling Zhang Ziyao to the "execution ground". A word, twisted his waist and hid behind the rocky mountain.

Zhang Ziyao stared at the painting, did not move for a long time, but ordered: "Fuyao, open the door."

At this moment, the snake demon, who was also in a daze, mumbled, "I really think I'm your handmaiden" while twisting her waist to open the door. She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead where Zhang Ziyao didn't pay attention. Then, the moment the curtain was lifted, she froze on the spot again, and after staring at the people outside the tent for a while, she restrained the rich expression on her face, lowered her eyes, and retreated to the side——

"Who?"

Zhang Ziyao walked out of the tent while asking.

Then he fixed his eyes on the person who came, and then froze on the spot.

"I heard that you want to draw people," Zhang Zixiao said, "Can the people you draw see?"

……

that night.

When the sun sets in the west, the entire desert finally recedes from the heat of the day, and the evening wind blows, which can make people feel cool.

Thousands of clouds rise up as expected, appearing at the edge of the desert at the moment the sun sets, and as far as the eye can see, a black army slowly enters people's eyes. They are well-trained, and their steps are neat. It is a good weapon, and the appearance of being sure to win even the Nanmen Tiancang Army guarding the city gate couldn't bear to sweat for themselves——

Until the sound of drums in the distance.

Enemy flags waving.

The dark army pressed the border, and it was about to collide with the dozens of Wubei soldiers who were not enough to see under the city. At this time, the team of the Wubei army suddenly split into two, and the Yunqi Kingdom who was walking in the front The soldiers only had time to smell a thick scent of ink, and then heard a piercing neighing of a war horse. A general who was more than eight feet tall and armed with a heavy halberd broke out. A soldier's shield lifted him aloft!

"It's Yunyun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He's not dead!!!!!!!"

"How is it possible, I saw General White Wolf piercing his head—"

Blood splattered, as if the eyes of Yun Qi's soldiers were stained red. Looking at the man who had resurrected from the dead in front of him, their formation was in chaos. It was hard to believe what they saw with their own eyes!

But at this moment, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded from the sky on the bright moon night.

After the thunder, a strong wind blew, flying sand and rocks, and a thicker ink fragrance than before shrouded it——When the clouds were thick, I saw a black giant beast burst out of the sky from the edge of the clouds, it had long fangs , red fur, sharp like a cat's claws and a slender leopard tail, the monster came on the clouds, almost as high as the city wall, fierce and fierce, where the claws landed, sand and stones flew!

"There are monsters!"

"what is that?!"

"Run away!"

Yun Qibing was in chaos, but he couldn't see a young man squatting in the shadow of the corner of the Wusie City wall in the distance. At this moment, when the monster in the distance came over the sand, he was frantically clapping a picture scroll——

"Call!"

"not called."

"Call!"

"not called."

"You will find out that it is fake if you don't call it!!!"

"What kind of ugly thing did you draw, why did I dub it—"

"It's you who didn't let me draw the fierce beast in Shan Hai Jing, and now you dislike the ugliness of the little tiger I imagined out of thin air, why do you dislike other people's ugliness!" The boy slapped the scroll again, "Do you call it or not?!"

In the picture scroll, the giant dragon soaring in the clouds and mist raised its body to avoid the young man's slap and rolled its eyes by the way.

That night, all the people in the city of Wusai saw and heard it with their own eyes. When the ferocious monster rushed towards the clouds and raised its troops, it opened its bloody mouth and roared like a dragon's chant, tearing through the sky and piercing through the clouds.