This unexpected change was not expected by the four people present.
Shen Tang was so frightened that he dared not breathe, and stretched out his right hand fingers pitifully. This index finger was bitten by the little green dragon, who had the determination to "hold on to the green mountain and not let go", so stubborn! Then, the violent golden dragon suddenly appeared and slapped him with a claw, and he could not move.
The golden dragon exhaled dragon breath, and every breath was filled with good fortune and brilliance.
Compared to the small green dragon whose scales were not pure in color, this golden dragon was not only several sizes larger, but its scales were even more translucent and brilliant, like a beautiful object that was ingeniously crafted and favored by the Creator. There were also mysterious dark patterns visible to the naked eye on the dragon scales.
The dragon's body moved, and its head approached the little green dragon under its claws. Although this scene was silent, it brought an invisible aura of oppression to the three people present. The threat and malice of the golden dragon towards the little green dragon almost came to their faces along with the surging energy of heaven and earth around them.
Shen Tang looked at the golden dragon wrapped around her arm and inexplicably felt that these two strange creatures were communicating in a way that only they could understand. A Q version of a large golden dragon and a Q version of a small blue dragon also appeared in her mind, and the two dragons' chat boxes were fighting with words.
Q version big golden dragon: Open your mouth!
Q version of the small Qinglong: No! Who are you? Why are you talking to me like that? Is it a big deal if you are a little bigger
Q version big golden dragon: Looking for death (╰_╯)#!
Q version of small Qinglong: I won’t let go until I let go!
The two dragons failed to negotiate, and the golden dragon roared angrily and prepared to slap the ignorant little green dragon to death. The little green dragon was not to be outdone, saying, "We are all dragons, why should we listen to you, the golden dragon? I will fight you for three hundred rounds!"
So the two dragons fought each other.
You breathe fire, I spit water.
You blow wind, I rain.
Finally, they flew into the sky while fighting.
The two dragons returned to their original true forms, and their bodies were larger than the entire Xiaocheng. When the rebels outside the city saw the two dragons fighting, they all looked up and watched, forgetting what they should do. Wars can be fought at any time, but fighting between two dragons is not common.
Biubiubiu—
Boom boom boom—
Hualalalalal-
In a few breaths, Shen Tang was already in a trance, imagining several versions of the two dragons fighting. This gave her an endless supply of painting inspiration, and she wanted to immediately get rid of the little green dragon that bit her finger, pick up the paintbrush and paint this earth-shaking scene!
If it is published, it will definitely be the best-selling picture album in the market!
But the fact is—
The violent golden dragon's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and it slapped the little green dragon away impatiently. The dragon's tail circled around, wrapped around Shen Tang's five fingers, and the dragon's claws hugged the index finger, with the dragon's head resting on it. These few actions perfectly interpreted the word "possessiveness".
The little green dragon was slapped and flew away, rolling on the table for a few times. It was so frightened that it quickly hid behind the national seal. After a while, it saw that the golden dragon did not chase it, so it carefully stretched out its dragon head. Seeing the golden dragon's action, even the slightly upturned dragon whiskers drooped down.
Chu Yao: “…”
Qishan: “…”
Gong Shuwu: “…”
Why do they see the words "grievance" and "accusation" from the spirit of the national seal, as if they were really living dragons
A long while passed and no one spoke.
"Who of you can say something? What's going on now?" Shen Tang touched the empty Dan Mansion and complained, "It's been so many years since the Thief Star descended on the world. Haven't the rulers of all dynasties compiled a 'National Seal User Manual' for the benefit of future generations?"
She is in urgent need of a copy and is willing to pay a large sum of money for it!
Qi Shan finally woke up from his dream. To hide his embarrassment, he coughed twice and said, "No need, the purpose has been achieved..."
Still, it exceeded the target and even got into trouble.
Originally, they were only planning to "awaken" the Xin Kingdom's national seal. As long as the beast button on the national seal, that is, the little green dragon, "woke up" and moved a little, the dragon vein master of the land under his feet would receive the news. But he never expected that Shen Tang's national seal would also "wake up"!
Now that things have come to this, there is no point in regretting.
He was even more puzzled by another thing - the existence of a mutually devouring competition among the national seals. The whole process was very long, and it was possible that the victorious country was destroyed, and the national seals were not completely integrated, but were separated by the various princes' forces.
The national seal of Shen Xiaolangjun was very unfriendly to the national seal of Xin State, but he had no intention of swallowing and merging it, which was inconsistent with what he knew.
"Already? That's great."
Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he looked at the golden dragon in his hand with complicated eyes. According to the situation of Xiao Qinglong, it can be known that the golden dragon is the so-called "Spirit of the National Seal". The golden dragon came out of the "Motherly Sword". In other words, this sword is the national seal
Or is the national seal hidden in the sword
No wonder I couldn’t find the national seal no matter how hard I looked.
Qi Shan said: "You can take it back now."
These words were not only said to Shen Tang, but also to Gong Shuwu - the national seal is too hot to handle, and it is better not to reveal it easily before having a certain foundation.
Gong Shuwu nodded, and waved a stream of martial energy from his palm to wrap the national seal again. The little green dragon reluctantly flew onto the seal, and resumed the hovering posture that everyone had seen, and the dragon's eyes slowly closed. When the national seal and martial energy were compatible, it turned into the martial tiger talisman again.
"oh!"
Shen Tang also tried to retract his literary aura.
The golden dragon seemed to sense something and slowly swam back to the hilt, matching the dragon engraved on the hilt. As the two dragons left, the thick and suffocating air in the room gradually became thinner and slowly dissipated, as if the "farce" just now was an illusion.
Qishan bowed to Gong Shuwu.
Gong Shuwu pursed his thick lips and snorted in displeasure, but his brows were relaxed and he did not look angry. He was obviously grateful for Qishan's apology. As for why he apologized -
Hehehe.
If it was just to alarm Zheng Qiao, Shen Tang could have used the national seal, and he didn't have to ask Gong Shuwu for help. But Qi Shan still did it, for three reasons.
First, to test whether Gong Shuwu really had the national seal on him, Qishan’s speculation was not as convincing as seeing it with his own eyes.
Second, to transfer the risk. If unfortunately the seal fails, it will be Gong Shuwu who will bear the brunt of the consequences instead of Shen Tang. This will ensure Shen Tang's safety, but Qi Shan did not expect to expose two national seals at once.
Third, test Gong Shuwu’s bottom line.
Today, he is willing to lend the seal of Xin State for the sake of the people of Xiaocheng; in the future, he may offer the seal for similar reasons. Because Gong Shuwu has no ambition to seize the seal and establish his own power! So it is reasonable for him to choose a master to assist him in the future.
Qishan is testing how likely this is.
Gong Shuwu may not have thought so far, but his intuition told him that scholars and strategists know better than profit-seeking businessmen that "nothing will happen without profit". Their every move and every word hides a big trap that people can't guard against! In any case, it's better to be vigilant.
Shen Tang looked at his right hand over and over again.
He asked, "Zheng Qiao should have received the news by now."
Chu Yao smiled and said, "Almost."
As for when to send troops over...
These are completely out of their control.
But Chu Yao didn't know that there were more things beyond their control. At the moment when the golden dragon appeared, a giant dragon phantom formed by the energy of heaven and earth appeared above Xiaocheng. The dragon shadow wandered among the clouds, stirring up the energy of heaven and earth nearby.
Scholars and warriors within a radius of hundreds of miles were startled, and some looked up at the sky, some walked out of their houses, and some opened their windows. No matter how far or near they were, they could clearly see the shadow of the dragon that seemed to be a thousand feet tall. The dragon's scales were golden, and its eyes were scarlet.
Looking into the dragon's eyes, an inexplicable chill and ferocity surged into their hearts, imprinted deeply into their bodies, and they were unable to recover for a long time.
When I came to my senses and looked again, the sky was gone.
The strange thing is that ordinary people can't see it.
At this moment, the rebel main tent was brightly lit with candles.
From time to time, the candles made crackling sounds.
The old general had a sullen face, and his pair of copper bell tiger eyes would occasionally glance at the staff envoy who was concentrating with his eyes closed. This staff envoy was the confidant of the Pig King, and even he, who had fought for many years, would retreat from the distance when he met him, and dared not compete with him.
At this time, the staff envoy looked pale.
There was a streak of scarlet on the corner of his mouth, his clothes were stained with blood, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, as if he would die in the next second. This scene should be told from the beginning - thinking of the breath of the golden dragon, even the old general couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
The moment the dragon shadow appeared, the two realized that this was not the national seal of the Xin Kingdom, but an unknown and unfamiliar national seal!
Together with the national seal of the Xin State, there are two in total!
This realization made the two of them's hearts beat like drums and they couldn't remain calm!
The staff envoy then used the "Way of the Scholar" to investigate, but he was careless and fell into a trap, and was directly attacked and vomited blood, and his complexion was visibly declining. The old general paced anxiously, he didn't want the staff envoy to die in his own territory.
If he could get two national seals, King Zhui would naturally not pursue the matter, but if he couldn't get any, King Zhui's temper would definitely wipe out his three clans to vent his hatred! Fortunately, God seemed to have heard his voice, and the staff envoy opened his eyes weakly.
Although he looked weak, his eyes were brighter than before, and the laughter from his throat gradually grew stronger. Outside the tent, the young man who was about to report the news frowned. He turned around and was about to leave when he heard his adoptive father calling him from inside the tent.
"Anian, come in!"
"Godfather!"
The young man greeted the old general and then greeted the staff and envoys.
The aide-de-camp asked others how their search was going.
The young man's face turned pale. "We are still looking. The people around heard about the war and have already fled. We won't be able to gather them all in a short time."
The staff messenger said: "This matter needs to be done as soon as possible!"
The young man looked at the messenger in confusion: "It will take more than three or five days to besiege Xiaocheng. Our army has sufficient food and grass, and we can afford it... It's not too late to delay for three or five days. Please give the messenger some time, I will urge my men to look for the people as soon as possible..."
The staff messenger: "No time to waste, hurry up."
The presence of the dragon shadow made him realize that something was wrong.
They were worried that Zheng Qiao would send troops, and they were also worried that other warlords who saw the dragon's shadow would intervene. The national seal was the foundation of the founding of the country. Without the national seal, it meant that the power established had no solid foundation and could be annexed by other national forces at any time.
He knew that the young man was deliberately pretending to obey but secretly disobeying, stalling for time, so he wanted to give him a few warnings and put some pressure on him. The young man was extremely angry, but he could only respond with his orders. He was so angry that he prepared to call a few hundred soldiers and go out to get some fresh air.
I saw my brother-in-law coming towards me with a smug look on his face.
Brother: "Where are you going to take your troops so late at night?"
The young man said, "Looking for someone for the messenger."
My brother suddenly smiled smugly: "Such a small matter, do you still need to make a special trip? In order to apologize to you, I have already found someone to help you. But the people under my command are not important, and I don’t know how many of them are still alive... But anyway, they won’t live long, so they can be used whether they are dead or alive..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man's face suddenly changed, he tightened the reins and turned the horse's head. Being ignored by the young man, the young man's brother looked at the horse's buttocks going away, and suddenly laughed, slapping his thigh while laughing.
He said to the officer beside him: "Did you see the expression on that barbarian's face? Hahaha! He has done a lot of dirty and smelly things, he deserves to be skinned alive and sent to hell. And here he is pretending to be a saint! Pah!"
The young man ignored the arrogant laughter that drifted in the wind.
He rode all the way to his camp.
Before I got close, I could smell the strong smell of blood on the wind.
The young man dismounted.
More than 200 people, young and old, men and women, were tied up with hemp ropes around their necks and hands like livestock, curled up and slumped in the open space. Blood gathered into a scarlet "stream" and crawled to his feet like a small snake.
No need to see with your eyes, just sense with your breath.
Half of the two hundred people were dead.
Some have mutilated limbs, and some have whip marks all over their bodies.
The older ones have silver hair, while the younger ones are still in swaddling clothes.
The charcoal fire in the camp glowed orange, and the scene before my eyes seemed to gradually overlap with a scene in my memory. The shadow of a pottery jar emerged in the place where there was nothing before, with red charcoal burning under the jar, soup boiling, and all I could hear were cries and moans of pain.
The young man held his head in pain.
He took a step back and bumped into a concerned official who came forward. He suddenly came to his senses and the shadow of the clay pot holding the fire disappeared.
The officer asked him in a low voice: "Major General, what should we do with these people?"
The young man calmed himself down, tightened the muscles on his face, and said coldly, "The living ones will be imprisoned in one place, and the dead ones will be taken away for questioning."
The subordinate officials clasped their fists and accepted the order.
No matter how much sympathy I felt for these people, all I could do was sigh.
I don’t know what kind of abuse these people suffered when they were captured. Almost none of them survived, and there were heavy casualties. Judging from their attire, they must have been refugees from Xiaocheng or nearby villages. They left their homes to seek a way to survive, but who knew they would still die.
The officers knew the major general's temper, so they specifically told the soldiers to "be gentle" and not to offend the major general at this time.
The bodies were cleared out one by one, blood dripping all the way.
Soon, it was the turn of a stout and fat male corpse.
The soldier in charge of the cleanup muttered "Strange".
In today's world, most people are thin, and it is normal to be skinny with only bones and skin covering the flesh. It is rare to find someone as solid and strong as that man. One person can't move it, so he calls for another.
One raised his head and the other raised his foot, preparing to exert force together.
result-
A strong force came from beside me.
The soldier cried out as he was pushed to the ground.
The body fell to the ground.
“Don’t touch him!” A scream like a small animal came out of the boy’s mouth. He lay on the body of the man, holding the body with one hand and waving the other hand to drive away the soldiers, shouting, “Get out—get out of here!”
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