"Bang...bang...bang..." The giant cowhide drum with oily luster resounded throughout the schoolyard.
"Hey...hey...hey..." Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted wildly and neatly.
A huge wool carpet was laid in the center of the schoolyard. This was the military carpet used by the generals of the Huben Military Academy's guard level. It was spliced piece by piece, covering more than acres.
The soldiers formed a circle and looked at the white body on the white blanket, with a ray of greed and excitement in their eyes.
All the soldiers knew that the stunning woman in front of them was the phoenix in the harem that they would never see in their lifetime. She was the only favorite concubine of King Zhou. For some reason, she designed to assassinate King Zhou and ended up in the end.
Such an ending.
Yan Qing lay there motionlessly, her eyes closed in pain. No one knew what she was thinking? At this moment, no one was guessing what she was thinking, no one even cared about her feelings. She was just waiting to be slaughtered.
The lamb.
The black-faced man with a tiger-backed and wolf-waisted waist standing in front of the stage smiled in a daze, and the flag in his hand suddenly raised and then fell down suddenly. The entire army was solemn, and the soldiers began to take off their armor.
"Fuck! A group of beasts..." Shi Yetian punched the wall with a big punch, leaving a small pit. Although he did not go to the school to watch the punishment, he also knew that the soldiers were greedy at this moment.
"Can Yan Qian really be the ex-saint of the Dongyi Holy Sect?" Shi Yetian couldn't believe it until now. The Phoenix Fairy at the foot of Chaoge Mountain and the hunter's daughter were all lies she made up?
Is it all her endurance of humiliation by the maid Hua Yue and the promise of life and death in the cold palace? However, the evil things found in Yan'an Palace are indeed used by the Dongyi Witch Sect, and Yan'an
She didn't explain anything, and she could only sneer in the face of those ironclad evidence.
"No! Someone is definitely framing her. She can't be the saint of the Witch Sect..." Shi Yetian shouted in his heart. The night of lust and gentle smiles made it difficult for Shi Yetian to bring her to the point of
The saint thought about it, but another voice in her heart said: "She is a nine-generation Yin body. Could she be an ordinary person? The saint of the Yi tribe is her closest identity!"
The huge contradiction made Shi Yetian restless and restless, "Shen Gongbao... King Zhou..." Shi Yetian said hatefully in his heart, "No matter what! You are the culprits who killed Yan Qian. One day,
I will take revenge on you!"
On the other side of the schoolyard, a copper pillar of burning was set up, and the fiery red charcoal fire burned and jumped in the stone basin, as if excitedly looking forward to a feast.
"Woo..." A strong wind blew, and the sand and stones flew away, which caught the excited soldiers off guard and fascinated their eyes. The black-faced school guard staggered by the strong wind, and the flag in his hand was blown away, cursing: "Rampage"
All the chaos! Keep it steady for me!"
After the strong wind, all the soldiers were stunned. There was still Yan's shadow in the middle of the schoolyard, leaving only two soldiers rolling and wailing. They covered their hands with their knife-cut wounds, and their hands were covered with blood.
The copper pillars of the cannon were also blown down, killing several slaves watching the fun. The stone basin filled with charcoal was overturned and burned several times.
"The guards of all schools, lead the team back to the camp and send orders to the soldiers! Report to Master Shen immediately!" The black-faced Langwei roared.
There was another riot in the schoolyard.
When the news reached Shen Gongbao, Shen Gongbao was also shocked. However, he quickly calmed down and thought for a while and said, "This matter must not be spread. If anyone says a word, I will definitely let him live or die!"
Then, above the school ground, a woman with long hair was tied to a bronze pillar of fire and turned into burnt ashes in a fire and screams...
In the Pure Land Hall, Shi Yetian sat cross-legged in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, with his hands tied around him, concentrating and calming his mind. A faint golden light appeared and disappeared on him, gathering into a human-shaped halo.
"The world, my mind is extremely... fast!"
Shi Yetian frowned and read aloud, but his body suddenly rose into the air and made extremely beautiful arcs in the air. With the five commands, the surrounding lake surface exploded one after another.
The originally quiet lake suddenly roared in the sky.
Shi Yetian suddenly turned around in the air and pulled up several feet up. His arm drew a half arc, and a yellow light flashed, and suddenly formed a ball of light in front of his chest. Shi Yetian took a long breath and shouted loudly.
:"disease!"
The light ball was rushing out of the air, hitting a huge rock on the shore of the lake, and quietly sank into it.
Without an unexpected roar, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Shi Yetian's face.
Suddenly, there was a slight creaking sound, as thin as the sound of a rat chewing rice bag. A fine line slowly cracked in the middle of the huge rock, and then the crack expanded, like a densely spreading tree branch.
After a short while, the huge piece had already cracked 92,000 yuan and turned into a pile of fine stones.
"Oh!" Shi Yetian sighed, his body slowly descended, and he stared at the pile of stones alone in a daze.
Turning grief into strength and hatred into motivation, Shi Yetian began to practice for three days and three nights from the moment he set his mind on revenge.
The immortal roots penetrated deeply into his body and gradually replaced his original meridians. The fairy energy mixed with the blood flow and accelerated the circulation, improving his body while increasing his abilities.
"The Flower Spreading Art, the Mind Gathering Art..." Shi Yetian practiced the magic of the Immortal Sect one by one, as if he was fascinated by it.
"Fuck!" Shi Yetian sat down next to the stone, "I have practiced for three days to reach this level. When will I be able to ascend to the sky?" Shi Yetian knew that his current level was no different from a martial arts master.
Wu Xian, he is still far from him.
"Where is the magic weapon?" Shi Yetian thought, the sword and the sword were too vulgar. Moreover, with his own level, even a high-level immortal sword could not exert any huge power.
"Can you get lotus flowers?" Shi Yetian suddenly saw the pink lotus swaying in the center of the lake and smiled mockingly.
"Fuck! Then I won't be the Fairy He?"
Shi Yetian and He Xiangu thought of Lan Caihe, and Lan Caihe thought of Lan Caihe's flute, and Tieguaizi's crutch, Cao Guojiu's jade slip, Zhang Guo's old donkey, Han Zhongli's fan
... He also got Erlang Shen's Snarling Dog, Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel, and Zhu Bajie's Nine-toothed Palladium in a mess, and finally thought about it in a mess.
"Fuck! Forget it, I'm going to say that now is not the time to use magic weapons anyway!" Shi Yetian thought of this, and suddenly felt that the sky was getting darker. He thought that he had not gone out for three days, but he should go out for a walk.
, otherwise people would have thought he was missing.
Shi Yetian walked back to the hall, but saw a guard waiting there. When he saw Shi Yetian, he hurriedly said, "Happy, you are back. I have been waiting here for an hour. The king is welcome!"
"Fuck! Isn't it just an hour?! I thought you had been waiting for me for three days and three nights!" Shi Yetian said in disdain, "I understand, let's go now!"
The guard did not move and said, "Please go with the villain!"
"Fuck! Why is this kid so annoying?!" Shi Yetian looked up at the guard, "What?"
The guard seemed to be familiar with this palace. Naturally, he could see that Shi Yetian was a little unhappy and hurriedly said with a smile: "The king has suffered a headache again! So please come and go quickly!"
Shi Yetian knew in his heart that King Zhou had no physical problems at all. If there were any, it would be that there would be too many bad things and that the ghosts and gods would be respectful. Besides, Shen Gongbao had cast spells on him, and even Yan Qian was executed, why would he still have a headache?
"Fuck! It's so fucking trouble..." Shi Yetian thought to himself, but there was a hint of anxiety on his face. After all, he had to act on the show. "Okay, let's go now!"
The guard immediately smiled and hurriedly guided the way for Shi Yetian. It turned out that he had prepared a carriage outside, and it seemed that he was really in a hurry.
Shi Yetian and the guard hurriedly boarded the carriage, and the carriage galloped towards Zhaixing Tower.
At this time, the lights were brightly lit. For some reason, Shen Gongbao had not arrived yet. The person who sent him to invite him had not come back. King Zhou had sent a second group of people to invite him. Seeing Shi Ye Tiandao coming, he groaned.
Called Dao Dao: "Anle Hou is here, the headache of the Lone King is half cured!"
Shi Yetian was calm and checked King Zhou again, but it was still abnormal, and even his pores were very clean. "Fuck! Look at what Shen Gongbao said this time!" Shi Yetian thought to himself, about Yan Qian's murder.