Kacha —
In the blur, Yu Zi, who was furious, seemed to hear a light sound similar to the breaking of glass. When she listened carefully, it was like the humming of a bowstring stretched to its limit and then released. The scenery in front of her swayed and quickly moved away from her, including their voices, which seemed to come from the distant sky. Yu Zi felt dizzy and pale, and subconsciously raised her hand to find an object to keep her balance.
Micro-constant
Micro-Heng!
Why don’t you come over here, you damn girl who is going to pay the money
The sharp and noisy sound was like a needle piercing the eardrum.
Yu Zi suddenly opened her eyes, and a face that she had not thought of for many years appeared before her. This old woman had a kind face, gentle eyebrows and eyes, no edges and corners, round eyes, and a natural smile on the corners of her lips. She stood there in a coarse linen dress, holding a bamboo basket. At first glance, she was an old and kind ancestor of an ordinary family...
There was another man next to the old woman.
The man has regular features, a full forehead, and a natural, honest and simple look. If the old couple stood side by side, who would not say that they were fair and kind patriarchs? They must have lived to a ripe old age and died peacefully!
Yu Zi couldn't help but tremble all over when she saw it!
I was screaming in my heart to draw my sword and kill those two old beasts.
But her hands and feet were out of control, and she let the old woman's fingers poke her forehead, one hard after another, leaving a burning red mark. The old woman was also sarcastic: Why don't you take off your pants, squat down and pee to see what you are! You are a scourge that loses money and harms your family, do you want to piss me off to death? I'm offering you marriage, and you dare to run away
After saying that, he grabbed Yu Zi’s left hand.
Her husband grabbed Yu Zi's right hand with a sullen face.
The two men prepared to drag her away like catching a New Year pig.
Yu Zi's hatred soared to the extreme, and her mind was full of eliminating all obstacles at all costs. Suddenly, she had a premonition that she could move. Just as she was about to draw her sword, she felt the opposite force on her shoulder. Someone pressed her shoulder and dragged her in the opposite direction.
Judging from the strength of the two, they are not the same person.
Yu Zi turned her head and saw two faces.
One was very clear, showing her great-uncle in a scholar's gown; the other was very blurry, but judging from the bleached but clean dress, it was a woman. Yu Zi couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but she intuitively felt that she must be very gentle and beautiful.
Yu Zi opened her mouth.
A name that I haven't heard for many years stuck in my throat.
The woman chuckled and said: Weiheng.
My uncle said: If you encounter evil, just kill them.
Yu Zi turned her head and glanced in the direction of the old couple. They had merged into one without knowing when, and their two ferocious heads kept calling out for her life. Their arms and legs stretched out very long, and they tried to drag her away with their claws and teeth. Yu Zi held down the hilt of the sword.
With a cold face, he drew his sword from its sheath.
The monster sneered, its voice full of malice, like a man but not a man, like a woman but not a woman, like a lingering ghost, stretching its neck very long, provoking her ears from left to right: Parricide? These two are your blood relatives. If your unworthy descendants kill your blood relatives for a momentary grudge, and this matter spreads all over the world in the future, how can you, Yu Weiheng, have a place to stand
Yu Zi's knuckles turned blue from the force.
The other party continued to persuade her: You are not as good as Lin Lingde, in every way! She is a noble lady from a noble family, following the family motto, and comes from a famous family. What about you? Your biological mother was kidnapped and sold, and she was available to anyone. She cut open her child with her own hands, and she is unworthy of being a mother! You have been reduced to begging for several years. If it weren't for the opportunity, where would you be now? Starved to death, frozen to death, or became a secret prostitute to receive and send off? This is the ending that should have been your original life! What you have now, do you deserve it? Anything that does not belong to you will be lost sooner or later...
In terms of talent, she is in the upper middle class of the second rank. What about you
In terms of teachers, she learned from Chu Wuhui, one of the three great masters. Chu Yao took you under his wing for a while because of the intercession of others. Your great uncle still has an old grudge against him. In terms of reputation, Lin Feng is the Lin Hu Cao who is loved and respected by the common people. What achievements have you made that are worthy of praise? You are much older than her, and you gathered your literary mind later than her. Now you haven't even understood the way of a scholar. Tsk tsk—
The heads of men and women whispered in her ears.
One heart-piercing word after another.
Finally, the two heads spoke in unison.
You should rot in the ground!
Take off your clothes!
There is no place for you here!
The mud should look up at the sky while lying in the mud!
Yu Zi narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered: Are you done
The two heads pressed against her face, laughing sinisterly: Do you think we are your grandparents? No, Yu Weiheng, we are you!
The two distorted faces turned into Yu Zi's face.
But before they could be proud of anything, the smiles on their faces froze, and the moment the head flew off, the black blood covered Yu Zi's face. Although the expression on her face could not be seen clearly, her gloomy eyes were very bright: So what
No one is perfect, right
We should judge by actions rather than by intention, right
Why should we use the standards of saints to demand ordinary people
The uncle and the woman standing behind Yu Zi disappeared without a trace, but before they disappeared, they still had a relieved smile on their lips. Yu Zi casually took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off the sword blade, then put the sword back into the sheath with his thumb: I don't mind.
Kacha!
The sound of broken glass became clearer.
The darkness beneath my feet began to collapse.
The two heads laughed like they were about to burst into tears, and then melted into a pool of water. Yu Zi stepped over it without even looking at it. The scenery in front of her changed again, and the shouts and cries of the battlefield reached her ears clearly, as if all the previous sounds were her illusion.
but-
Yu Zi knew very well that it was not an illusion.
She spent a quarter of an hour in consciousness, but in reality it was only a blink of an eye. In this moment, many subtle changes occurred in her.
The exhausted Dan Mansion was once again filled with pure literary energy.
A subtle intuition lingered in her mind. Without further ado, she knew that it was a unique word spirit that belonged to her.
Her way of being a scribe.
With just one thought, you know the whole picture.
Then, Yu Zi’s eyeballs trembled violently!
The joy that had not yet appeared on the corners of her lips was replaced by bitterness, and a strong sense of helplessness surged towards her. Yu Zi subconsciously tightened her hands that were holding the pillar. Wood chips fell between her palms, leaving a vague fingerprint. Soon, her thoughts were drawn back by the gradually spreading blood. Three unfamiliar soldiers joined forces to kill a heavy shield warrior with a broken arm, and their own injuries worsened. One of them was worried that the heavy shield warrior would get up again, so he chopped off his head with a knife.
The head rolled to her feet, blood spurting out.
Adding another layer of bloodstains to the bloodstains that had not yet dried on the hem of her skirt.
"Weiheng, why don't you go down first?"
After Lu Ji supported Tu Rong, he retreated almost to the ground, smashed the enemy's leg bones with two hammers, slid up, and hit the enemy's head with another hammer, finally clearing the enemy soldiers who climbed up the wall. Just when he was about to take a breath, he saw that Yu Zi looked unhappy.
Thinking about Yu Zi's situation, her literary energy must have been exhausted.
Yu Zi pursed her lips and said, "I'm fine."
The first move was a powerful word spirit, which just happened to rush down the ladder to stop the enemy who had no time to stop him. The soldiers in charge of this area hurried to catch up. Yu Zi's eyes showed a little guilt and struggle: "Zhi Zong, you don't need to watch here anymore."
Lu Ji said, "Can you hold on?"
Yu Zi smiled complicatedly: "I can."
As he spoke, his mind recollected the idle chat of his great-uncle. He said that a scholar of literature has a strong sense of destiny. Because what you say will come true, you must be more careful about what you say and do. No one knows whether the cause you said unintentionally will bear fruit in the future.
Yu Zi closed her eyes tightly and then opened them again.
There was not a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
As she opened her mouth, the spiritual energy in the Dan Mansion became agitated like boiling water, flowing out along the meridians of her limbs and bones—
"Evil Purple seizes Red!"
As soon as the words came out, a thick purple mist with a sinister aura flew out from her palm, and a strong wind blew up in an instant. The whistling sound of the wind was accompanied by ghostly whimpers, like weeping and complaining. It gathered into a huge round ball as high as a person in the air, and exploded!
The movement here quickly attracted the attention of several people.
Kang Shi initially thought that Jiang Sheng or someone else had exploded. After all, Jiang Sheng was the only one among them who had completed the Way of the Scholar and the Palace of Literature, so he had a big show. However, when he sensed the literary energy, he found that it was wrong. This was not Jiang Sheng's literary energy!
Lin Feng, who was thinking about how to use the Corpse Vine to expand the results of the battle, seemed to have sensed something and looked over: "Wei Heng?"
The owner of the burst of literary energy was none other than Yu Zi!
only-
Yu Zi's literary style had lost its usual peaceful and upright style, and had become a bit cold and strange, with a faint sense of evil and filth that made people uncomfortable. However, these literary styles were harmless and orderly, and did not seem out of control, which made her feel relieved.
Others had similar reactions.
Only Luan Xin's face showed a bit of strangeness after a few breaths. Others didn't know what happened, but Luan Xin was different. Everyone's information was open to him, including Yu Zi who had just awakened the way of the scholar.
This is a brand new way of the scribes.
To some extent, it's his too.
Considering that it might be useful in the future, Luan Xin took the time to take a look. Just one look, his face couldn't hold back, and he sighed again in his heart - how could the lord do such a sin to attract these high-risk masters of the Way of Scholars
The evil purple takes away the red!
When the Way of the Scholar is used, one can seize the luck of the lord, colleagues, and even the enemy in exchange for 80% of the return. The more people you sacrifice, the more enemies you can seize... This Way of the Scholar is not called harming others for your own benefit, which is simply unreasonable! However, the Way of the Scholar is the latest to be obtained, and more specific information still needs Yu Zi to figure out and explore...
But...
The tone at the beginning determines that the way of scholars cannot be friendly, and if we study and explore in depth, we will find that it is most likely still unethical.
Luan Xin silently put the scholar's way on the blacklist.
Yu Zi naturally didn't know what Luan Xin was thinking at the moment. She just felt the power of this scholar's way in a certain sense, and a voice in her heart said "it's over".
The feeling of holding power is fascinating.
The price is to harm all of our own people...
Once it is leaked, how can you survive
Yu Zi was worried, but the situation on the battlefield left her no time to worry. She could only take one step at a time and plan the rest later. It happened suddenly, but Yu Zi's sudden outburst did greatly ease the pressure here and defend the front line.
As the war progressed, good news came from everywhere.
The defense line of Chaoli Pass is still relatively solid.
Under the city wall, Yun Ce and his men were fighting hard with their strength. Although they were surrounded by the enemy, they could not resist Cui Xiao's blessing of the way of the scholar, and their lives were not threatened for the time being. Yun Ce cut a bloody path through the ice, and a familiar voice came from above his head.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
"Why did Zi Gu come down?"
Yun Ce was almost scared by Xian Yu Jian, but fortunately his muscles had already remembered it and he was able to hold the spear tightly without shaking even in this situation.
"The military advisor ordered me to come down to assist my senior brother—"
They could not stay on the city wall and passively defend, allowing the enemy to endanger the city wall defense line. Within a limited range, they had to attack to put pressure on the enemy and try to push the front line outward.
They didn't have many opportunities to fight side by side as brothers, but after all, they were from the same school, so they had a tacit understanding that did not require any verbal communication, and they completely trusted each other with their backs.
The combined power of the two is considerable.
With someone to help share the pressure, Yun Ce was more comfortable. With one shot, he could penetrate the heavy shield warriors, even three or five in a row. His efficiency was greatly improved. "Zi Gu, have you ever met a warrior with a master's mark before?"
Xian Yujian said: "No."
Except for one senior brother, I didn’t meet anyone else.
Yun Ce didn't ask any more questions after hearing this.
But the doubts in my heart became heavier.
Because in addition to the one who was killed as a shield at the beginning, Yun Ce found two more, both of whom were junior generals commanding the Heavy Shield Warrior Corps. Although their individual strength was not very strong, and their moves were completely different from those of their master, there were so many of them, and they all defected to Huang Lie's camp... You know, Yun Ce also worked for Huang Lie for a while, but he didn't find it at that time.
If he is really someone from your sect, why don’t you recognize him
Yun Ce did not hide the identity of his master.
He sighed inwardly. If he could survive this battle, he would definitely find a chance to return to his master's sect and ask him what was going on. His master had always been indifferent to fame and gain, and didn't like disputes. He couldn't let the villains use his name to ruin his reputation.
Yun Ce made the decision while harvesting heads.
Xian Yujian didn't know all this.
at the same time…
No, it should be said that it was not long ago.
Shen Tang is on his way trying to get here.
She held Zhang He's head in her hand, and was extremely anxious.
All he could see was the flames of war in the distance that dyed the sky red. His mind was filled with images of countless heavy shield warriors attacking Chaoli Pass in various ways, and of Wei Shou and Chu Jie being slaughtered and killed in battle by the sixteen great warriors under Huang Lie's command. He wished it could be faster.
Chen Tang increased his speed to the fastest.
Seeing the distance gradually shortened, when she was halfway through the flight, a strong sense of foreboding sprouted in her heart. Turning her head, she saw a bird flying out of nowhere and approaching her. Chen Tang was speechless.
Years of experience have taught her...
These birds have shit in their bellies.
"roll-"
Shen Tang quickly surpassed them all.
Before I could rejoice, everything in front of me suddenly went dark.
In a split second, I lost control of my body. Haha, needless to say, the three-year-old me was about to emerge.
She thought she would sleep like she always did.
but-
"I'm still awake?"
He cannot control his limbs, but his mouth can move.
The feeling was very subtle, as if someone was controlling the character in front of her, and the mouse in her hand was useless!