The young man raised his eyebrows, and quickly shouted: "Stop!"
Immediately someone jumped up, but the man flew over and rushed straight at the young man, a cold light flashed in the mid-air, and the strong wind whistled towards the young man Tianling Gai.
Everyone exclaimed and quickly turned around, no longer in the mood to chase the package, but the man suddenly laughed long before he was about to pounce on the young man: "The Blood Buddha lives and dies with the Dynasty, so I dare not live another moment!"
With a sweep of his hand, he picked up the mass of flesh and blood on the ground whose face could not be seen clearly, twisted his figure, and rushed down the cliff faster than the package.
Everyone didn't want him to still have such a speed when he was exhausted after running for thousands of miles, and they couldn't catch up for a while. Seeing him give up attacking his master, they all breathed a long sigh of relief in mid-air.
I don't want to be surprised!
"boom!"
Bright colors burst out suddenly in the gray sky, and a black-golden flower rose in mid-air. The huge air wave blasted the continuous rain that pierced through the forest, and it rained down a horrific, colorful and terrifying rain of flesh and blood.
In a deep black and bright red mist, the golden and precious child fell down without a sound.
The exclamations from all sides seemed to condense!
After a long time, some reddish minced meat slid silently from the ends of the leaves, and instantly piled up under the feet of the man. It was the last remains of the blood pagoda guard who had just been thrown at the young man's feet.
Just now the man seemed to pick up the corpse and leave, but at the moment when the enemy was least prepared, he detonated the explosives hidden in the corpse.
There was a rustle of wind on the sleeves of the clothes, and everyone rushed towards the master who was lying on the ground.
But there was a sad long laugh, which sounded from the undissipated gunpowder smoke.
"With the dead body of my Xuefutu, I can still exchange the life of a traitor and thief. Third brother, you can rest in peace!"
In mid-air, the blood-soaked man in black stared at the pile of things that could no longer be seen at his feet, his eyes hurt and relieved.
All the top executives of the Xuefutu have a thunderbolt firearm in their bodies, which is used to kill the enemy at the last moment. The well-trained Xuefutu has extraordinary skills in protecting their lives and killing people in front of the enemy. Everyone has been chasing them all the way. One day when you meet an important person from the enemy, and your own body is likely to be used to shake the morale of your own army, so even if you die under siege, you have a tacit understanding and did not choose to blew yourself up, just for this last chance.
Now that he is dead, why be afraid of throwing away this flesh and blood? It's also good to use it as a back pad.
The man passed by with a glance, no more nostalgia, and let out a long cry.
The howling sound was like a black dragon, flying across the deep dense forest, shaking the dewdrops on the leaves, like the last tear of a hero.
The people surrounding the boy were startled by the roar, and turned their heads in horror.
All I saw was a piece of blood-stained black clothes flying down and disappearing on the edge of the blue cliff.
Everyone stared blankly, their faces paled by the bewildering moonlight. When they saw the corner of the clothes annihilated under the dark cliff, they couldn't help but let out a long breath.
There was a little sadness and confusion in his eyes.
Seeing him standing tall, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing him... the building collapsed.
Six hundred years of prosperity and golden powder, one hundred thousand miles of beautiful mountains and rivers, once the whip was cut off, all nations came to the court, once the world was ruled by power, and the world was prostrated...all belong to the proud possession of the brilliant Dacheng Dynasty.
From now on...
Eventually changed owners.
In the 16th year of Heguang, the Dacheng Dynasty, which lasted for 600 years and was extremely prosperous for a while, collapsed.
On the ruins of the broken tiles of the Golden Palace and Yuque and the sea of blood and corpses of the former royal family.
Tiansheng Dynasty, established.
Thinking about the words in the letter, the patriarchs turned pale when they heard the sharp words.
If the she-wolf who came with blood in the living Buddha's prophecy was really a spy of the court, and the purpose of coming was to seize the grassland, then she did have the motive to kill the king.
Now everything seems to be in line with the living Buddha's prophecy.
"Isn't that so?" Feng Zhiwei didn't speak, but Liu Mudan spoke up and said in a daze, "Zhiwei told me about this, she just said that there might be a snowstorm in the grassland this winter, and we have enough food for now. Why don't we store the food in Yuzhou first, and don't say anything after that."
"My concubine, you have been deceived." Someone threw the letter to her with a sneer, "It's only spring, who would have predicted that there would be a snowstorm in winter? Besides, who would say that the current food storage is enough? This woman has a deep mind, concubine, are you Kind person, don't listen to her."
Liu Mudan opened her mouth. In front of so many people, it's hard to say that Blizzard is just an excuse to withhold food, and it's hard to say that if the food is enough, the 20,000 royal army that Gard refused to hand over is enough. This is what she and Feng Zhiwei want. There is no way to make it clear on this occasion about the private decision to take back the military power from the former patriarch.
She flipped through the letter and frowned.
Feng Zhiwei glanced at the letter out of the corner of his eyes, and his eyes flickered slightly. The letter was indeed her letter, and the person was indeed hers. The accent of the imperial guards was very different from that of the prairie people, and it was impossible to pretend.
However, that letter was subtly altered.
I don't know where Klein found a master, and he added and subtracted words on the letter paper. Only a few words were added or removed, and the whole meaning was introduced into another direction.
In the eyes of everyone, her silence was a guilty conscience, which further confirmed everyone's guess. Sitting next to He Lianzheng, Liu Mudan raised her head and reached out to pull her sleeve, "Zhiwei, you..."
She stretched out her hand to pull, and someone behind Feng Zhiwei suddenly tilted her body, hitting her sideways, and Liu Mudan lost control of the direction in which to hold Feng Zhiwei's sleeve, and tore open her belt with a snort.
A little mist came out, and Ke Lie's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Stand back!" He rushed over like lightning, and pulled away the people around Feng Zhiwei, and the mist fell on the tiny grass on the ground. Suddenly yellowish.
"poisonous!"
"No wonder the place where she lives can't be found. It turns out that the poison of the Poison King is hidden in her belt!"
"Come here..." the patriarchs of the Blue Bird and White Deer clan stopped shouting and pointed at Feng Zhiwei.
Wang Jun surged up like a torrent of iron armor, and surrounded Feng Zhiwei, with swords out of sheath and arrows in the string, people crowded around amidst the clanging sound, and were stopped far away by Wang Jun, whose blades were pointing outwards.