"Ah Yue, I've grown up so big, I haven't seen a master who can open the eyes of the sky." Xiao Yi helped the bamboo hat and looked at Nangong Yue with a smile, "Let's go and see it?"
He winked eagerly at Nangong Yue, his expression was almost coquettish.
Nangong Yue has always had nothing to do with him, so naturally she agreed.
So, Xiao Yi pulled Nangong Yue to the wooden platform together. At first, no one noticed their existence, but when they walked past the group of believers sitting cross-legged on the futons and came to the wooden platform, they stood out from the crowd. up.
The surrounding Nanliang people looked at them in surprise and pointed at them.
A boy serving Aliman came over immediately, blocked their way, and asked with a hint of arrogance: "Who are you? Didn't you see that Mu Chan is praying for the people of Nanliang here?"
Nangong Yue couldn't understand Nanliang language, but Xiao Yi of course knew it, and responded with a smile in a slightly blunt Nanliang language: "I'm new here, I heard that Ali Manmu has cultivated the golden body and opened his eyes, and I want to see it one time."
His tone was as if he heard that there was a fire-breathing charlatan in a certain street, and he rushed to watch it excitedly.
Many believers around heard it too, and glared at Xiao Yi one after another. The surroundings were silent for a moment, and those surrounding Nanliang people seemed to realize something, and whispered to each other again.
The boy's complexion was not very good-looking, he raised his chin and said: "Master, from your accent, you are not from Nanliang, right?" He said, looking at Xiao Yi's face under his hat. Just now, because the bamboo hat covered most of Xiao Yi's face, the boy didn't notice that his appearance was different from those of Nanliang.
"I'm from Dayu Southern Xinjiang." Xiao Yi immediately threw away the bamboo hat on his head.
The moment the bamboo hat flew out, an excited eagle cry sounded from midair, and then a gray shadow flashed past, and a gray eagle retracted its two claws, accurately grasped the edge of the bamboo hat, and then spread its wings and flew away .
This scene happened so suddenly, all the onlookers were attracted by the gray eagle, and when they came back to their senses and looked at Xiao Yi again, they were almost stunned.
After taking off the bamboo hat, Xiao Yi's handsome and picturesque face was suddenly exposed to the scorching sun, which caused a series of exclamations and whispers, especially the eyes of those girls and women.
Amidst the uproar, even Aliman on the wooden platform opened his eyes and looked towards Xiao Yi.
Aliman hid the glint in his eyes, stroked his snow-white long beard, and said detachedly: "My son, although you are not from Nanliang, you are still in Nanliang now. If so, the black death When the worms come, they will surely ruin lives! Maybe you and Mrs. Ling will die in a foreign land too, my lord!"
These words seem to be admonishing, but every word is stern.
Especially when he heard that he was cursing Ayue to die in a foreign land, Xiao Yi's expression, which was still a bit careless, suddenly turned cold, and his gaze was as sharp as an arrow, which made Ah Liman's heart "thump".
But the boy didn't feel it yet, and continued to persuade with a slightly arrogant expression: "Young master, although it is because of your son of Zhennan Prince's perverse actions that you have caused this disaster for me in Nanliang, but our Mu Chan has a compassionate heart. , whether you are from Nanliang or Dayu, all beings are equal, and Mu Chan will protect you."
The boy's earnest expression attracted the nods of the surrounding believers and the people of Nanliang, who looked at Aliman with more reverence. Mu Chan is worthy of being Mu Chan, and he is very compassionate.
A bright smile appeared on Xiao Yi's face again, but the smile didn't extend to his eyes, and he said, "Unfortunately, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, gods and Buddhas, and I don't believe in destiny. We at Dayu have a saying: Is it a blessing or not? Disaster, it is disaster that cannot be avoided. If there is a natural disaster, how can it be reduced to nothing because of a few casual words by one person?"
If it is useful to pray to God, how can there be so many natural disasters since ancient times? !
Isn't the emperor the son of heaven
But even if he is the Son of Heaven, can't he keep his dynasty safe and peaceful, and can't keep his own life and heaven
Aliman sighed softly when he heard the words, and said in a compassionate tone: "Young master, you are not afraid of death yourself, and you don't believe in gods and Buddhas, so don't 'injure' our people in Nanliang."
The word "involuntary" spit out from his mouth, but the tone was aggravated, which caused commotion among the believers around them, and they looked at Xiao Yi and the two indignantly.
Xiao Yi is still calm and composed. Does he rarely see this kind of hostile gaze on the battlefield? If he would take it to heart, he would have been restless and sleepless at night.
He laughed directly, and said lightly: "Interesting! Then I want to see, if no one prays, what kind of disaster will it cause?"
Before he could finish his sentence, he kicked out suddenly and accurately hit the boy in the lower abdomen. The boy screamed, staggered back a few steps, and fell on his back.
All this happened so fast that the believers around didn't react at all. Xiao Yi had already held Nangong Yue's hand and walked onto the wooden platform majestically, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.
Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, for some reason, Aliman felt chills in his heart, feeling as if he was half-stared by a poisonous snake, the more gorgeous the poisonous snake, the more poisonous its fangs.
"Ah Yue, you wait for me here." Xiao Yi asked Nangong Yue to wait at a corner of the wooden platform, and continued to walk forward until he reached Aliman.
For a moment, Aliman felt a little guilty, but then he told himself that no matter how unpredictable this man is, he is only a single-handed horse. Seeing that the woman beside him is even more powerless, does he still dare to do something to himself? ? !
"Bold!" He swallowed and scolded, "You... what do you want to do?"
Xiao Yi rubbed his chin with a smile, as if he had just made a decision, his smile deepened, and he said slowly: "I probably killed you."
His Nanliang tone is not very standard, coupled with his smiling face, it sounds like a joke.
But Aliman, who looked into his eyes, knew that this was not a joke.
Aliman's eyes widened suddenly, wanting to call someone, wanting to run away, but the thought flashed by, and it was too late.
Xiao Yi pulled out the soft sword wrapped around his waist. The silver sword glistened in the sunlight, reflecting Aliman's terrified eyes.
"brush-"
The soft sword trembled in mid-air, followed the momentum, and struck Aliman's left chest with the sword.
The silver sword tip entered from the chest, and pierced bloody from the back.
Aliman opened his mouth wide in disbelief, his eyeballs almost popped out, and he murmured, the voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible...
But Xiao Yi, who was closest to him, could tell what he was talking about from the shape of his mouth:
"How dare you... who are you?"
Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders, he always does not change his name when he walks or sits without changing his surname.
"Xiao Yi."
He gave two words, and then immediately drew his sword. In the next moment, the hot blood from the opponent's heart spurted out from the wound, splashed on Xiao Yi's robe, and embellished his original white robe with a coquettish color. Red, the other shore flower that symbolizes death, mandosahua.
Xiao Yi? ! Ariman's eyes widened, Xiao Yi didn't, didn't he...
He couldn't think about it anymore, his cloudy eyes became more and more dim, and finally lost all the brilliance, and fell down with a "bang", only the blood was still gurgling, flowing on the log-colored wooden platform up, shocking...
There was silence all around, and everyone couldn't move. They almost doubted that the scene in front of them was an illusion. No one thought that Aliman Muchan's soul had returned to the west with just a snap of his fingers.
Xiao Yi frowned, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood stains on the sword, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "So the so-called golden body is just a mortal body, after all, it can't stop an arrow from piercing the heart. "
The next moment, a woman screamed: "Killed! Someone killed!"
Immediately afterwards, the nearby believers and the people of Nanliang all reacted, and the crowd became noisy and commotion, all of a sudden, like a large pot of boiling water.
The boy had just stood up, but was so frightened that he fell to the ground again, trembling slightly, he stammered, "Mu Chan...Mu Chan was killed..."
Then, he turned pale and looked at Xiao Yi on the wooden platform, only to see that alluring young man was still smiling casually, leisurely and naturally, if it wasn't for the dead body at his feet, people would have doubted the scene just now Just an illusion.
The boy pointed at Xiao Yi with trembling fingers, his eyes filled with deep fear, and shouted excitedly: "It was him, it was he who killed Mu Chan! Murder pays for life!"
"Mu Chan is dead, no one is praying for blessings, isn't the black death bug coming?"
"We're all going to die!"
"It's him. This Dayu man is uneasy and kind. He must want to kill us in Nanliang!"
"..."
Hate and fear are like a stone falling into a lake, causing ripples to ripple around...
The emotions of those Nanliang people became more and more agitated, everyone seemed to be possessed, their eyes were red, their emotions were agitated, encouraging each other, and soon they swarmed towards the wooden platform like a tide, and the whole city seemed to be destroyed.
In this dense crowd, Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue are just two people, they seem so insignificant.
Xiao Yi remained calm and composed, walked to Nangong Yue, took her right hand with his clean left hand and said, "Ah Yue, are you afraid?"
Nangong Yue said with a smile, "You are here."
With Xiao Yi, she naturally has nothing to fear, nothing to worry about.
Xiao Yi doesn't like to forbear, but he is not an impulsive stunned young man, not to mention that he is here, he is not fully sure, and he will not make a move easily.
Xiao Yi chuckled, if it wasn't for the public, he really wanted to kiss his stinky girl.
Nangong Yue seemed to read his mind, and narrowed her eyes warningly.
Xiao Yi flattened his mouth aggrievedly, hasn't he done something yet
Nangong Yue suddenly had a headache. If their son also learned A Yi's character in the future, she would be very worried every day!
The two only exchanged a few glances, and the believers had already narrowed the encirclement, holding the wooden platform with both hands, and were about to climb up...
At this moment, bursts of "whoosh" piercing sound came, and several gray shadows streaked across the sky like meteors, and then shot "clank" on the wooden platform, and the lucky ones were unharmed , staring at the feathered arrow a short distance away in horror; the unlucky man was pierced through the palm of his palm by the sharp arrow and nailed hard to the wooden platform.
The person whose palm was pinned was stunned for a moment, as if he had just realized what had happened, his face lost all color in an instant, and he let out bursts of howls like killing a pig.
Where did the arrow come from
This question appeared in everyone's mind, and then, the sound of "rumbling" footsteps came from all directions, and a group of soldiers in bronze helmets and iron armor appeared, each with a long knife, or holding a bow and arrow , It seemed that they were all aggressive, and in an instant, the soldiers split into two groups and formed two encircling circles. Some people surrounded the square, and the remaining hundreds of people rushed to the wooden platform and surrounded the wooden platform.
Seeing the attire of these soldiers, the Nanliang people present knew that they were the Southern Border Army, and their complexions changed drastically. Originally, the crowd was full of anger and enthusiasm, but in an instant, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on their heads. The burning flame in their hearts was extinguished, replaced by fear, fear, and anxiety...
Those Nanliang people were all whispering to each other, their faces full of surprise.
Although the Southern Border Army did not burn, kill or loot after taking control of Nanliang, and the lives of their people seemed to be the same as before, they all knew in their hearts that since Nanliang was subjugated, they were the slaves of the subjugated country. A little uneasy, no one knows if these soldiers of the Southern Border Army are offended, they will kill them.
Now from their Nanliang to the neighboring Baiyue, no one knows that the Southern Border Army is brave and good at fighting, and they are invincible. On the battlefield, wherever the Southern Border Army went, the enemy's corpses lay thousands of miles away!
The more the people of Nanliang thought about it, the more disturbed they became, and the more they thought about it, the more puzzled they became:
A few days ago, Aliman Muchan had set a date for opening the altar and practicing the altar. This matter had already been spread in Lagoon City, and everyone knew about it. But in the past few days, the Southern Border Army has been doing nothing. Many people secretly wonder if the Southern Border Army is also afraid of this pest disaster that is more terrible than the plague, and even speculate whether the generals in the army have already fled in fright... Unexpectedly, they have been secretly watching every move here!
While everyone was whispering, the same doubt naturally surfaced, then, who is this handsome young man on the wooden platform who is so handsome that the Southern Border Army is so serious
Everyone looked at the wooden platform again in unison, but their moods and eyes were quite different from before.
The two leading soldiers of the Southern Border Army stepped onto the wooden platform, knelt down on one knee first, bowed their heads and clasped their fists to Xiao Yi, who was one foot away, and saluted: "The last general, Li Deguang (Lu Pingyao), sees your son."
Immediately afterwards, other soldiers of the Southern Border Army in the rear also knelt on one knee and saluted: "See you, my son."
The shouts of the soldiers resounded through the sky.
"Get up." Xiao Yi said with a smile, without any surprise on his face. As early as when he came here and looked around the environment, he found a flash of clairvoyance on the tower to the west. After a little thought, he knew it well...
Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao, who were kneeling, stood up now, their hearts still surging.
They were sent here by Marquis An Yi ten days ago. Hou An Yi said that there may be civil unrest here, let them play by ear.
Sure enough, a few days after they came to Lagoon City, they discovered that Mu Chan, who was called Aliman, was blatantly preaching that because the eldest son had brought down Nanliang, he had brought disaster to Nanliang, and so on. Seeing that the people in Lago Lake City were already agitated and would be incited at any time, they immediately asked Marquis An Yi for instructions, and Marquis Any Yi ordered someone to give them a kit, and ordered them to let Aleman open the altar to practice, and then Act according to the kit.
At the same time, the defenders of the Old Lake City also stood still under the signal of An Yihou. On the one hand, this farce could continue, and on the other hand, they quietly followed the vine.
Unexpectedly, Aliman hadn't done anything yet, and An Yihou's plan hadn't been implemented yet, an unexpected change came!
Before a cup of tea, when Li Deguang watched two people wearing bamboo hats and robes from Nanliang walk up the wooden platform through his clairvoyance, he thought that this man and a woman were Aliman's accomplices, but in one of them The moment the man took off the bamboo hat, he was so shocked that he almost missed the clairvoyance in his hand.
Shizi, Shizi has come!
Li Deguang immediately guessed that the woman next to the Shizi must be the Shizi Concubine.
Until now, Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao still couldn't believe it, that the son of the prince had come to Nanliang without any entourage with his concubine...
And as soon as he made a move, he killed the godly Mu Chan with a sword.
Even though Marquis An Yi's clever tricks are amazing, at this moment, they still feel that Shizi's sword is coming to relieve their anger!
As expected of the son of the world, he has never been sloppy in his dealings with others!
Both Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao looked at Xiao Yi respectfully, their eyes shining brightly, as if they were looking at their beliefs.
Xiao Yi, Li Deguang and others spoke Dayu language, which most of the Nanliang people present could not understand, but Dayu Central Plains is a huge country, worshiped by many surrounding small countries, there are still a few Nanliang people in the crowd This is similar to Dayu's language, and immediately a man exclaimed: "The son of the Zhennan prince, he is the son of the Zhennan prince!"
There was a strong disbelief in the man's voice.
This shocking news was spread to ten, ten to hundreds... but in the blink of an eye, it spread to the ears of tens of thousands of Nanliang people present. Everyone's face could not hide the shock, and there was a deep look in their eyes. Deep fear, that is a kind of awe of death.
This young man with a womanly appearance in front of him turned out to be the legendary God of Killing, the heir to the King of Dayu Zhennan who killed people like hemp? !
Most of the people in Nanliang were as pale as paper, and the horror in their eyes and faces became stronger.
The bloodthirsty atrocities of the prince of Zhennan have long spread throughout Nanliang, and he killed Aliman Muchan with a single sword just now, which proves that the rumors are true!
They were so disrespectful to him just now, in order to set an example to others, would he simply order the bloodbath of Largo Lake City? !
Thinking about it, many people's eyes showed deep fear, and they became more and more withdrawn.
At this moment, in the crowd, an old female voice suddenly scolded loudly: "What about the son of the Prince of Zhennan? If you do too much unrighteousness, you will kill yourself!"
I saw a white-haired old woman in a coarse cloth dress come out of the crowd, walked up to the wooden platform with her head held high, pointed at Xiao Yi with her right hand, and shouted to the people of Nanliang in the square: "Brothers and sisters , You all saw it with your own eyes? Mu Chan was killed by the tyrannical Zhennan prince for the safety of our Nanliang people, but what did we do?! We are here to stand on the sidelines and dare not avenge Mu Chan, Nanliang It is deplorable that the man's blood is gone, and it is no wonder that Nanliang has become a slave to the subjugated country! If he lives such a humble life, he is no different from an enslaved beast!"
As she spoke, she raised her hands and shouted at the sky: "The people are insensitive, and the sky will kill me in Nanliang!"
Before the words fell, the old woman rushed towards the wooden platform. Li Deguang thought that she was going to attack Xiao Yi, so he strode forward and blocked Xiao Yi's front with his long knife out of its sheath.
But who knew, the old woman bumped her head on the wooden platform, hard and hard.
"Boom!"
She hit it with all her strength, and there was a loud bang, and the whole square fell silent for an instant, feeling as if her heart had been hit hard by it.
But seeing the old woman's cloudy eyes bulging out, blood gurgling out from the wound on her forehead, dyeing half of her snowy silver hair red and half white.
The surrounding people of Nanliang were all staring at the dying old woman. In less than a stick of incense, two lives were lost, all because of the prince of Zhennan!
All of them couldn't move, their eyes were red, and the old woman's unrepentant roar echoed repeatedly in their ears before she died:
"The people are insensitive, and the heavens will kill me in Nanliang!"
That's right, if they just live on, if the prince of Zhennan can do whatever he wants, what's the difference between them being alive and dead
"Who said our Nanliang men are not bloody!" A rough male voice roared angrily, "Women and children know good and evil, and know the national humiliation, how can we men just watch the prince of Zhennan in our Nanliang?" Do whatever you want?"
Following the man's questioning and accusation filled with righteous indignation, the people of Nanliang in the square all showed indignant expressions, and the flames of hatred once again ignited in the eyes looking at Xiao Yi, and it was still burning more and more...
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