The flying lantern of Baiyun Villa has reached the sky above the Golden Roof. Gu Zhiyuan stood on a high place and looked towards the Golden Roof Palace. He saw that the Golden Roof Palace was as red as the sunset, and it looked so bright and sad under the pure white water vapor.
"It seems that the commander's plan has come true. The Golden Dome Palace has turned into a sea of blood. These old-fashioned people are either dead or crippled." A silver-armored guard stood behind Gu Zhiyuan and boasted.
Gu Zhiyuan condensed his eyes and looked at the Golden Summit Palace again. The Golden Summit Palace was really in a mess. He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He should be the first to destroy the Golden Summit this time. Baiyun will send troops when the time comes.
Conquering the Later Han Dynasty and conquering the Northern Qi Dynasty, how could he be considered a general?
Thinking of this, he felt even more proud. He waved his hand and said: "Get closer to the Golden Summit Palace. Brothers, our chance to get promoted and make a fortune has arrived!"
"Yes!" All the Silver Sword Guards were alert and moved towards the Golden Dome Palace with all their strength.
Following the sight of Qiao Zhenyue and Yan Zhuo, more and more people began to look towards the sky. Everyone pointed at the flying lantern and didn't know what it was for a while.
Until Gu Foying stood up, patted his butt, and said: "Yan Zhuo, that's the flying lantern of Baiyun Villa. The roads in front of and behind the mountain have been destroyed. If you want to go down the mountain, you can only rely on their flying lantern."
When Yan Zhuo heard what Gu Foying said, he thought about it and said, "Everyone listen to me and lie down on the ground and don't move. When these people from Baiyun Villa get off the Feitian Lantern, let's grab their lantern and go down the mountain!"
After everyone heard what Yan Zhuo said, they all followed suit. Only after lying down, the golden-top Taoist priests began to whisper in low voices.
"We robbed the airship of Baiyun Villa and never came back after we got off the mountain? This is our home."
"The roads in front of and behind our mountain have been blown down. If we don't get down from the mountain, are we going to starve to death here?"
"But let's go. Who will worship the Sanqing, Emperor Zhenwu, and the gods of Lei in this palace, and who will guard the Kunlun Pass?"
A series of questions pressed on the Taoist priests of Jinding Palace, making them cling to the ground and feel a sense of powerlessness and embarrassment. Yes, if we leave this Golden Roof Palace, where else can we go? If we leave this Golden Roof Palace, how can we go?
What should we do with our mission and responsibilities? Should we not allow evil spirits and outsiders to enter Kunlun and Kyushu?
Lei Qing listened to everyone's questions and said: "Survive first. I don't know how many people have been brought to Baiyun Villa. Everyone, please be careful."
Lei Jie also followed suit: "That's right, it's time to think about those problems. Only if everyone survives can the Golden Dome Palace have hope of revival!"
As the two of them were talking like this, the flying lantern of Baiyun Villa gradually approached the Golden Summit Palace.
Gu Zhiyuan looked at the golden dome that was getting closer and closer. Just now he was far away and the water vapor obscured the view, so he couldn't see clearly enough. Now the golden dome was very close to him. He looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, and felt in his heart
He was as happy as drinking a century-old wine and marrying a beautiful woman: "Brothers, go down and look for Yan Zhuo's body. If you find it, you will be rewarded with a hundred gold!"
"Yes, the capital!" The three hundred silver sword guards raised their arms and shouted, obviously they all felt the joy of victory. Gu Zhiyuan's plan killed Yan Zhuo, leveled Jinding, and also took care of Gu, Bai, and Fang San.
Man, this huge achievement will fall on the heads of Gu Zhiyuan and the three hundred silver sword guards. You can imagine the joy of the people in Baiyun.
The flying lantern slowly landed on the ground. Gu Zhiyuan jumped up and landed lightly on the ground. As soon as he landed, he saw Taoist Kong who was lying in a pool of blood. He walked towards Taoist Kong with a smile and said sarcastically: "You old guy, you are having fun."
It was pretty cool, but now that it’s dead, I can’t play anymore.”
He squatted in front of Taoist Kong, looked at his still incredible eyes, and smiled contemptuously. He had hated Taoist Kong from the beginning, his hobbies, his treachery, and his hypocrisy.
A person who can sell out his gang for profit is not worth dating. Although Gu Zhiyuan is very scheming, he is unconditionally loyal to Baiyun Villa and Luo Ao. To be honest, he admires Lei Qi quite a lot, but it is a pity that this person
Too stubborn to cooperate with Baiyun Villa.
Gu Zhiyuan thought like this and looked at the Xuantian Sword in Taoist Kong Kong's hand.
Although Kong was dead, one hand still held the sword firmly, with his five fingers wrapped around the hilt like the roots of an old tree, as if he was placing the last bit of his life on that sword.
"Old thing, bring it here, you!"
Gu Zhiyuan broke off Kong's fingers one by one and picked up the sword in his hand. He looked at the sword with a brilliant light shining in his eyes.
Every swordsman wants a unique sword, just like every man wants to marry a good wife.
A sword is to a swordsman what a loving wife is to a man.
Gu Zhiyuan held the sword, and on one side of the sword's edge, a cold light flashed across his cheek: "This Xuantian Sword is really a good sword." He said this, looking at the messy golden roof.
The dead bodies and the smell of blood in the sky made his heart tremble.
He sighed and ordered to the people behind him: "Find the scabbard of Xuantian Sword and bury it together with Lei Qi from Golden Summit Palace. Only he is worthy of this sword."
The silver sword guard behind him was stunned. Hearing Gu Zhiyuan's words, he was really surprised. He was also a swordsman, so he naturally knew how powerful the Xuantian Sword was. Why would he leave such a good sword to a dead man if he didn't keep it for himself?
"Hurry up and find the scabbard and Lei Qi's body." Gu Zhiyuan shouted fiercely at the silver sword guard.
When the silver-armored guard saw this, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore and just nodded to the two of them and hurried to the back of the palace to look for them.
In fact, Gu Zhiyuan did not sincerely want to give the Xuantian Sword to Lei Qi. He knew that if he took the Xuantian Sword back, it would have to be handed over to Luo Ao sooner or later. Although he was loyal to Luo Ao,
But he still felt a little reluctant to give up the peerless beauty he had obtained to others. Secondly, he was also worried that there would be lucky survivors in the Golden Dome Palace. Returning the sword to Lei Qi not only gave him peace of mind, but also
If anything happens in the future, you can rely on this to get a glimmer of hope.
"The swordsmen listen to the order, clean the battlefield, pile the dead ones on the left, cremate them, and pile the alive ones on the right, and save those who can survive." Gu Zhiyuan ordered like this, and a group of silver sword guards followed.
They spread out and inspected the bodies on the ground.
Gu Zhiyuan looked at the Golden Dome and frowned. There were so many bones by the Wuding River. How could he stick to the small details when he wanted to make a big deal out of it? Treating him like this was already the utmost benevolence. Maybe he would brainwash those living Taoist priests when the time comes.
They can also praise and praise our benevolence and righteousness!
His calculation was clever, but one thing he didn't expect was that not all the people lying in front of the golden dome were dead!
Just as he was indulging in his fantasy, a scream reached his ears.
