The sky is dark, the clouds are haze, the cold wind is howling, the red and golden desert is weeping in the wind, the golden poplar forest is trembling in the wind, and the crisp sound of camel bells.

Li Shimin suddenly looked up, his eyes passed through the colorful falls, crisp and pleasant, accompanied by the steady sound of camel and horse hooves, as if the sound of soul-summoning death came from hell, spreading the cold and solemn coldness little by little, and gradually spreading to the entire sky.

The person wearing Mili is the undead from hell, and a fearful evil aura emanates from his body. This evil aura becomes stronger and colder, and becomes more and more terrifying. It seems that a huge army of undead is walking behind him.

Li Shimin tightened the hilt of the knife, and Changsun Wuji and a group of guards of the family picked up crossbows, trying to resist the thriller and fear that came with the wind from all directions.

One man, one horse, one camel, and one mastiff walked slowly closer and stopped ten steps away from the Hanzi Feather Clothes.

The sound of the slaughter stopped, and the cold slaughtered down from the donkey, bowing slightly, "How can you do, brother?"

The person wearing Mili did not move or spoke, but the cold murderous aura became stronger and stronger, whistling like a storm, making people suffocate and timid.

After a long time, the sound of the cold robe feathered clothes that looked like an ethereal valley came from under the hood again, "Where is Brother Dao going?"

Blizzard suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth and let out a roar of thunder.

The little black donkey was frightened and retreated in panic and screamed in surprise.

The scar-faced camel was also screaming. It hummed a few lazily and knelt down slowly. Blizzard jumped to the ground, staring at the Hanzi feathered clothes, with its hair spread out, and was ready to attack.

The man immediately stretched out his hand and slowly rolled up Mili's skirt. Black leather boots, leather armor, horizontal sword, long black hair... Golden wolf head protective gear... Golden wolf head protective gear suddenly appeared, golden, exuding a arrogant and arrogant domineering aura.

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Li Shimin's pupils suddenly contracted, and the veins that were holding the knife were bulging. Anger exploded from the bottom of his heart. He gritted his teeth and spit out two words, "Thief!"

Changsun Wuji shook his head in disbelief. He saw Dunhuang lying in a rain of locust arrows, and Dunhuang lying in a pool of blood. Dunhuang died. The legendary northwestern wolf died. He could not survive unless the competition three days ago was a complete scam. The big scam designed by the Sui people and the Turks, Da Ye Hu, Mo Heshi, Changsun Heng'an, Dunhuang, including the Black Turkic Guards, and the soldiers of the First Brigade of the Horse Army were all part of this scam. But it was impossible, it was impossible. The scam that so many people participated in was still called a scam?

"Dunhuang is dead." Changsun Wuji suddenly shouted, "That's not Dunhuang. The face behind the protective gear must be not Dunhuang. Dunhuang is dead."

Li Shimin's heart suddenly roared, his face suddenly changed drastically, and then he raised his whip and whipped it down hard. The war horse neighed and rushed out like a flying horse. Changsun Wuji and a group of family guards followed closely behind, like the wind blowing out, bringing up fallen leaves all over the sky.

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The fire took a few steps and stood side by side with Scar.

The golden wolf head immediately stretched out his hand wearing a leather hood and held the hilt of the long knife hanging on the edge of the rattan basket. A piece of black wolf head armor was embedded on the back of the hand of the leather hood, which was so fierce and ferocious.

Han Zuo Yuyi looked at the Golden Wolf-Head Protective Gear, her eyes moved little by little along the arm holding the knife, and finally stopped on the wolf-Head armor on the back of the leather hood hand.

A team of knights rushed out of the poplar forest and lightned out.

"Ao..." Blizzard raised his head and roared with murderous aura.

"Clang..." The long knife unhooked and drew it into the air.

The fire rose and his head was angrily and his four hooves moved, and the fighting spirit was full of enthusiasm.

The cold slut floated back, and the slut sounded, and the sensational sound swayed with the wind and spread all over the world in an instant.

"Woooo..." The horn rose, the fallen leaves stormed wildly, the hooves were like thunder, the wolf dog barked wildly, and a harrier eagle soared into the sky, like a sharp arrow storming the sky, and the sharp cries came from far away and arrived in an instant.

Li Shimin was shocked and rushed to the war horse, and took out the sheath with his sword.

Changsun Wuji and others were also shocked, and they all tied up their war horses, raised their bows and crossbows to watch the movements in the forest.

Another team of knights swept out from the poplar forest. The leader was the yellow-robed high-capped Taoist who watched the Polo ball competition that day. Behind him, there were about twenty or thirty knights, two of which were yellow-robed Taoist Taoist, all of whom were strong. But Lou Guandao's strength was not only that. In the forest, there was a team of knights, who were suddenly the guards of the Great Sui Dynasty. Judging from the vaguely visible banner, it should be the army of the Yingyang Mansion of Shanshan.

In order to stop the killing of the Golden Wolf Head, Lou Guandao spared no effort to call the relationship between Yingyang Mansion. This not only surprised Changsun Wuji, but also Li Shimin was very surprised.

Lou Guan Dao is bound to win.

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Han Zu rode a small black donkey on the side and slowly approached the golden wolf's head.

"Brother Dao, it is related to the people of the world. Yuyi has to ask Brother Dao to think carefully."

The golden wolf looked up at the sky with his head raised, looking at him disdainfully.

"Brother Dao, together with the soldiers, you are not only you, but also Yuyi, but also thousands of Taoist fellow practitioners from the Buddhist and Taoist families in the Northwest, and countless disciples. Yuyi begs Taoist brother to weigh the pros and cons again and again."

The long sword slowly raised, the cold blade was fierce and the murderous aura was surging.

"Brother Taoism practices hard to seek merit, but promises to be righteous is merit, and saving the people is also merit. However, Yuyi doesn't understand, why should Brother Taoism give up the great righteousness and take care of small profits?"

The golden wolf head looked at the gray sky, as if it had entered into meditation, silent.

Han Zuo was silent for a long time and sighed quietly, "Brother Dao, maybe, the feathered clothes can help you find the way to heaven."

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Li Shimin ran wildly on horseback, and Changsun Wuji and others followed closely behind and galloped on horseback.

Taoist Gao Guan and a group of knights swept across like a storm, with great momentum.

The Great Sui guards stopped at the edge of the poplar forest, ready to go.

The golden wolf's head's knife moved, the fire was hissing, the blizzard was roaring, and the fierce battle was about to break out.

"Stop them..." Li Shimin suddenly turned around and shouted loudly at Changsun Wuji and his servants, "Lou Guandao wants to bring us in, don't be trapped, block them."

Changsun Wuji and his servants did not hesitate and immediately turned their horses to intercept them head-on.

Li Shimin continued to speed alone.

The golden wolf-headed knife stopped.

Li Shimin rushed to Han Zuo Yuyi, tightly squeezing the reins of the horse, pointed at the golden wolf head and shouted, "Who are you? You are not Dunhuang, not Jialan, who are you? Take off your protective gear and take it off!"

The golden wolf head looked indifferently and ignored it.

"What are you going to do? With a long sword, blood and flesh are flying everywhere. The two Buddhist and Taoist schools in the northwest will definitely fight. Do you know the consequences?"

Li Shimin blushed and roared angrily.

This statement was aimed at the golden wolf head on the surface, but in fact it was accusing Lou Guandao of having ulterior motives and intentionally using the major event that was exploring the truth to bring in the Northwest monks, and then attacking the Northwest monks and seeking personal gain for Lou Guandao.

Han Bao feathered robe silent.

Changsun Wuji and his family guards blocked the ambush in Lou Guandao. People shouted and neighed, and there was chaos.

Golden Wolf Head laughed, laughing loudly.

Li Shimin heard that this was not the voice of Dunhuang. Changsun Wuji was right, this person was not Dunhuang.

"Who are you?" Li Shimin shouted sternly.

The golden wolf head took off his protective gear, revealing a vicissitudes of life.

"Chu Yue Chu Song Long."

The cold robe moved, the long sword was like a rainbow, as bright as the morning star, dazzling.

"Kill!" The roar was thunderous, the long sword roared, and the fiery roared out.

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Chapter completed!