Drunken Dragon City.
The gates of the city were wide open, and Jiang Li, dressed in silver armor, led a hundred riders to the two cities of Yuanchi and Tong'an.
Small farm yard.
In the chicken coop, a bunch of chicks with tender yellow fluff dangled behind the hen's buttocks, twisting their buttocks.
The white blue bird stood outside the fence, screaming "cuckoo", grabbed the broken rice mixed with some rice bran in its hand, and sprinkled it into the chicken coop.
In the distance, the old woman transformed by Chi Lian held a basket and looked at the white blue bird with a gentle face.
Xiaofeng popped his head out of the gap in the front of the white blue bird's chest, his eyes rolled around, staring at the rice bran and broken rice in the fence, the chick's wings were fluttering, trying to get out of the gap in the white blue bird's chest. climb out.
But being noticed by the white blue bird, he pushed it back.
As soon as Xiaofeng despaired, she drooped her head in despair.
After working for a while, Bai Qingniao went to sit beside her mother-in-law and said with a smile, "Aren't mother-in-law going to work in the city today?"
The mother-in-law smiled, and the wrinkles on her face piled up together.
"Tired, sit and rest, and look at you."
"I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see you again in the future."
The mother-in-law said.
Bai Qingniao was startled, then her face was slightly sad, then she smiled, put her arms around her mother-in-law's hand, and chatted.
As for Xiao Fengyi, who was in the front of her chest, after successfully escaping from prison, she ran happily on the ground.
The bright yellow fluff all over the body is flowing.
"Where's Uncle Jiang? When will he come to my place to drink chicken soup again? I've studied a new method of making chicken soup."
After chatting with her mother-in-law for a while, Bai Qingniao chatted to Jiang Li seemingly.
The smile on the mother-in-law's face was even worse.
"Your Uncle Jiang will be very busy recently. If he finishes his work, he will definitely come to drink your chicken soup. He likes it."
The mother-in-law said.
Her voice was a little hoarse, but there was a bit of bitterness in the hoarseness.
Although Bai Qingniao couldn't hear it, she felt that her mother-in-law's tone was a bit strange.
suddenly.
The mother-in-law's eyes became sharper, and she raised her eyes to look at the bushes outside the small farmyard.
The mother-in-law's voice suddenly became a little deeper.
"Blue Bird... If one day, you don't see your Uncle Jiang anymore, will you be sad?"
The mother-in-law stood up, slowly put down the basket in her hand, and said.
Bai Qingniao was stunned, imagining what her mother-in-law said, and the smile on her face suddenly became ugly.
"I won't be sad, because it may hurt so much that I don't feel sad."
She pursed her lips.
"Perhaps you, Uncle Jiang... think so too."
The mother-in-law said hoarsely, then smiled.
Afterwards, the hoarse voice became pleasant and clear, just like a mosquito whispering.
"Will your lord be sad if you don't see me anymore?"
rustle...
In the dense forest, there was a rustling sound.
Bai Qingniao was startled.
However, what shocked her even more was that the mother-in-law beside her instantly became as sharp as an unsheathed sword.
"come out."
The mother-in-law said hoarsely.
The dense forest and shrubs parted, and a man wearing a hanging hat and a black robe came out.
More than that.
On the roof of the farmhouse, at an unknown time, there was also a figure wearing a bamboo hat with a curtain on its head.
"Onmyo family... alchemists!"
The mother-in-law took a breath and said.
"The only remaining one of the four commanders under General Jiang Li... Chi Lian, the demon sword."
The black-robed man in the bush spoke slowly.
"Jiang Li's weakness, the descendants of the military family... Hand over her, the giant said, don't hurt her, we just want to take her away."
The black robe is humane.
"One generation of Mohist giants is not as good as one generation... The Mohism led by the first generation of Mohist giants is so brilliant, but today's Mohism has changed..." Chi Lian said coldly.
"I was ordered by my lord to guard the descendants of the military family. If I want to take her away, I will not step on my dead body."
Bai Qingniao's head was completely dazed at the moment.
what happened
Jiang Li's weakness, the descendants of the military family... Are you talking about her
On the ground, the sprinting Xiaofeng jumped up one by one, got into the gap between Bai Qingniao's chest and skirt, and popped out her head, vigilant.
"Then... I'm offended."
The black-robed alchemist said.
The next moment, thick smoke billowed, and the body suddenly disappeared.
The alchemist on the roof also disappeared.
…
East Lake, Mohist organ city.
Stretching across the corridor between Feiliu waterfalls.
For the first time, surprise appeared on Mo De's emotional face, the number one assassin in the world.
"Hold on?"
It can surprise Mo Yihen, which shows how incredible this task is.
"In the world... who can break through the Mohist mechanism city?"
"The Mohist mechanism technique is unparalleled, and with the assistance of the Mohist mechanism city, it can be said that the Mohist mechanism city is the strongest fortress in the world, and it is even more difficult to break through than the Great Zhou imperial city."
Mo Yihen said.
For the first time he said so many words.
The masked woman in red shook her head: "The task issued by the giant himself is definitely correct."
"I got the news that Juzi is joining forces with the prefect of Beijun to break through the six major fortifications and enter the imperial capital."
"The Overlord of the West Commandery led an army to flatten the Mohist family, intending to cut off the Mohist family's retreat and force the giant to lead the North Commander's army back to defend."
The woman in the red dress said, the waterfall flew, and the sound exploded, almost swallowing her voice.
However, Mo Yihen could hear it very clearly.
Even if he has no emotion, he can't help clenching his fists...
Giant... This is to die and survive.
"In order for the words of the Mohists to lead the world on the right path... We must hold on." The woman in red said, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the corridor.
This is the belief and goal of Mohist disciples.
"good."
"The mission is over, and there will be no more number one assassin in the world, Mo Yihen."
The man with facial paralysis said lightly.
The woman in the red dress nodded, the red robe flew like fire, she turned and left the corridor.
In the corridor, Mo Yihen raised his hand, put his callused palm on the sword hilt wrapped with layers of cloth around his waist, and gently stroked it.
…
Under the organ city.
There was a roar, the earth was trembling, and the tits and crows were startled, and the beasts hid themselves, trembling.
The Xiliang warriors in ice-cold armor, carrying spears and broadswords, stepped forward neatly and orderly.
They are the division of tigers and wolves, an extremely terrifying elite army.
In the army.
Xiang Shaoyun stepped on the chariot, wrapped in battle armor, with a red cloak sweeping across, carrying relatives on his back, like a demon god.
He stared at the organ city lingering in the clouds and mist among the lakes on the top of the mountain, and the coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Report!"
Suddenly, a soldier came quickly.
The army stopped before Xiang Shaoyun waved his hands.
"Speak." Xiang Shaoyun looked at the soldiers and said.
"Report to the prefect, five miles away, there is a scholar riding a green bull blocking the way."
A scholar riding a green bull
Xiang Shaoyun narrowed his eyes, he had already guessed who it was.
"Let him come here."
After a while, the Xiliang warriors turned sideways one after another and made way.
A green ox came without rush, and on the back of the ox, Li Sansi in a white robe came smiling with a wooden sword on his back.
Facing Xiang Shaoyun's Xiliang army, Li Sansi rode a bull without changing his face.
"You want to intercede for the Mo family?"
Xiang Shaoyun said coldly.
Li Sansi rode the green bull, and the smile on his face became even bigger: "I am a disciple of the Taoist sect, the survival of the Mohist family has nothing to do with me..."
"Then why are you here? Courting death?"
Xiang Shaoyun's tone was still cold.
"Because of the life-and-death relationship in the secret realm of Wolongling, I would like to remind you that the Mohist mechanism city is the first-class fortified city in the world. If you attack it, you will definitely suffer heavy losses... Overlord think twice before acting."
"Besides, Juzi joined forces with the Beijun army of the Tantai family to attack the imperial capital... To overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty, this is something that the Sword Sect, Taoist Sect, Yin-Yang Sect, Organ Sect, and even the Tianji Sect and Strategist Sect all agreed to. The general trend of the world, the overlord's move, wanting to let the giant of the Mohist family back to defend, is against the general trend and is an enemy of the hundred schools... "
Li Sansi said solemnly.
"Go against the general trend of the world... and become an enemy of a hundred schools of thought?"
Xiang Shaoyun narrowed his eyes, he looked at the sky where the dark clouds were gradually gathering, and said slowly.
"so what?"
"I, Overlord, still need the approval of a hundred schools of thought?"
"If the Baijia is my enemy, then... the Baijia will be destroyed!"
Speaking of the last sentence, Xiang Shaoyun's whole body erupted with shocking black energy, which made Li Sansi's green bull restless.
Li Sansi was shocked, the Overlord... was even more terrifying.
Li Sansi didn't warn him any more, and left riding a bull.
Xiang Shaoyun didn't keep him.
The army marched on.
Soon, they came to the top of the cliff, and on the other side of the cliff was the Mohist Trap City, where the Feiliu Waterfall poured down from above, raising a shocking water mist.
Eighty-one thick iron cables connect the cliff.
Among the swaying iron cables, clouds and mist shroud it, and it is impossible to see the bottom at a glance, just like an abyss.
The dark clouds were getting heavier, and there was a torrential rain.
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
A wooden boat sailed slowly, creating ripples on the lake.
The old eunuch stood beside Lu Changkong holding the imperial decree.
Luo Cheng stood behind with a knife.
The island in the middle of the lake is very quiet and the scenery is excellent.
The hazy fog covers the island, making the island look like a fairyland from a distance.
The old eunuch watched, sweating inexplicably from his palms.
Because... Faintly, he felt that the hazy mist of the island twisted into a pair of huge eyes, staring at him.
suddenly.
The wooden boat stopped.
The sound of the lake rippling and the crows flying in shock seemed to have evaporated, and the world became quiet.
"Father, why bring people to the island?"
Suddenly, Lu Fan's voice seemed to resound throughout Beiluo Lake.
The old eunuch was horrified, even a martial artist with extremely high martial arts was a little terrified.
Practitioner...
This is the practitioner that even the national teacher should treat seriously.
"Our family is ordered by His Majesty, and we are here to deliver the imperial decree to Young Master Lu."
The old eunuch held up the imperial decree with both hands and said respectfully.
Suddenly.
The old eunuch's body trembled, because the imperial decree held in his hands was wrapped by an invisible force and flew into the depths of the thick fog.
"Go back and tell Your Majesty, my son, I'm very busy now and don't want to go to Beijing yet."
Words fell.
There was a sonic boom.
The thick fog exploded, and the imperial decree flew back, almost an inch in front of the old eunuch's white and beardless face, almost like lightning, and suddenly suspended.
The old eunuch's heart seemed to be clenched tightly.
now.
On the island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan was indeed very busy.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, propping his chin with one hand, and resting the other on the thin woolen blanket that covered his legs. With expectation in his eyes, he looked at the black pot with a wooden lid that was being tampered by Ni Yu.
The black pot "bubbled" thick black smoke, fuming Ni Yu, who was about to uncover it, like a cat.
Ni Yu didn't realize it, she looked at Lu Fan, licked her lips, very excited, and said, "My lord... it's boiling!"
Lu Fan smiled and nodded.
next moment.
On Ni Yuhua's face, her eyes were bright.
"Hey!"
The hot wooden pot lid was lifted abruptly.
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