The Xiongnu Lord who spoke galloped forward on his horse. He stood up and grabbed the reins of the horse. His movements were quite vibrating. His dark cotton-padded jacket made his gray hair look like frost, and his bright eyes were even brighter: "Prince Qili, you are already here."
"Leave Tianque".
"Then the general is going to take action?" A hoarse voice came from nowhere. In the air without fire, only two orchid lights could be seen, which were eerily bright, as if they were ghost fires with a fixed form.
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Many rugged mountain roads lead to dangerous places, and there are also many that cross these dangerous roads, but most of them are dead ends, because there may be strange legions of the Huns living there, some terrible creatures, and hidden in the shadows.
Evil weapons.
Huyan Qu, the general of the Huns, came to this land of demons again. Under the leadership of the wizard, he avoided dangerous situations and passed the safety pass. However, the correct road was still very difficult and dangerous, and it was so winding and rugged that it made people restless.
At this time, he looked back at the military camp he left. He was left far behind and turned into a black line. He turned around and walked upward again. The air became more and more condensed, and the wind blowing through the cracks in the rocks also seemed like
Just like a knife, it's just too sharp to cut a person's skin.
"What has that person been busy with all day?" Huyanqu asked the great wizard next to him.
"Most of the time, I am strengthening the combat effectiveness of the special corps."
Hu Yanqu smiled contemptuously, with a hint of sarcasm in his words: "What a pathetic guy. He hides in such a dark place and interacts with beasts all day long. I don't know how gloomy he has become. Even with his true face
I no longer have the courage to meet people.”
"But it can help us a lot." The great wizard's appearance was equally gloomy, but his voice was strangely calm. His eye holes radiating a faint blue halo faintly illuminated the scene of the secret passage in the Lonely Mountain, speaking in a hoarse and hollow voice.
Se said: "The return of the Soul of Turin is indispensable for the knowledge clues he has mastered."
Hearing this, Huyanqu took a breath and said nothing. He was not sure what would happen in the future. He only cared about the decisive battle with Meng Tian in the near future.
Approaching the top of the mountain, I gradually saw clearly the storm brewing there. The truly large-scale storm was contained in it. The thunder and red lightning from the north and south intertwined and collided with each other, making a deafening sound that seemed to shake the top of the mountain. The dazzling light did not
He mercilessly approached the dangerous creatures crawling in the darkness, as well as countless chain nets entangled in the sky.
And those roars were like the triumphant and terrifying laughter in the valley.
The ice and snow disappeared, and the shadows of the trees trembled. In a blink of an eye, an outsider had arrived at the edge of the glacial lake. In the center of the lake, a flash of ice-blue fluorescence was still flickering, changing into a beautiful halo, reflecting in Hu Yanqu's bright black eyes.
Sometimes it's bright, sometimes it's faint.
"General, please forgive me for being late." A man walked by the lake. The man in a black robe, with the brim of his hat covering half of his face, asked in an indifferent and calm tone: "General, has he come to borrow troops again?
"
Huyanqu didn't look at him, and only used his peripheral vision to scan the surrounding scenery. In his eyes, this place was considered annoying. Looking at the busy scene that blocked the sky and listening to the flapping sound of wings,
It was like there was something in his heart that couldn't stop, scratching it again and again, which made him very unhappy. When he heard the word "borrow", Hu Yanqu was obviously unhappy and said solemnly: "If these things
If it can be called a soldier, huh! I want more this time and carry out a real hunt."
In the darkness, the man in black robe's bright eyes fell on Hu Yanqu's angular face, and finally met Hu Yanqu's sharp gaze, and the latter's was even sharper.
"Oh? I remember you once said that you wanted to have a great battle between heroes with Meng Tian in your own way, but why now...".
The gaze projected from Hu Yanqu's eyes was extremely sharp and went straight into the black-robed man's eyes, as if he was going to melt with the redness in his eyes, but he said calmly: "Any effective method for me is
It's outstanding, now many conditions have been met, all I have to do is send my troops south in a big way." As he spoke, the howls of wild beasts came from the caves in all directions.
The face of the man in black robe still had the same calm attitude that showed no trace of sadness or joy. He faced the other party's gaze and slowly said word by word: "Outsiders don't know how deep the cave is, or where the final passage will lead.
There is something waiting inside. But one thing outsiders can be sure of is my firm stance. My stance determines my actions, and my actions are to do my best to meet the requirements of the general. So
, Within the conditions under which the great wizard can control the troops, I will increase them as much as possible." The black-robed man's eyes met Hu Yanqu's searching gaze again, and his calm tone sounded like a loyal teacher, feeling in his heart
But he was deducing: The arrogant and ambitious Huyanqu would take the initiative to increase his troops. Obviously something happened that forced him to make this decision, and most of those things happened from the royal court, and most of them were related to the king.
Prince Ting could not drag the relationship aside, because it was already known to everyone that Prince Qi Li returned to the royal court after three years. As long as Mosi experienced a power struggle, Hu Yanqu's status would definitely be lost.
then.
Hu Yanqu asked: "How is the progress of Turin Soul?" Although he asked this question, his words always showed a kind of disdain.
The man in black robe asked calmly and calmly: "Are you asking me about the progress here, or the progress in another world?" It seems that in the piled ancient scrolls, many past events can be described vividly.
quack....
The shrill screams pierced the heavy night sky shrouded in iron chains. Hu Yanqu glanced upward, then looked at the motionless man in black robe opposite: "I want a comprehensive answer."
"Wow---" The black feathers fell to the ground one after another, and the night crows flying across the sky became the prey of the beasts. Only a nimble spy-winged bird was left, fluttering its injured body and fluttering away.
The man in black robes raised the corners of his lips calmly and said: "The cycle is like an inextricable knot. I lack some prerequisites here, and I am still at a standstill. The other ones are not clear, but as for other forces' influence on
Judging from the child's attention, it should be in sync with expectations."
Midnight, Xianyang, the imperial capital.
In the thin rain, the soaring dragon's flag was swaying silently, and the golden tiles and carved buildings of the palace were constantly being washed by the thin and cool rain, as if it was trying to wash away all the blood and sin.
A carved stone dragon in front of the hall stares wildly at the ink-colored mountains and rivers of the lower world. After a few hundred years, all alliances and oaths will disappear. No matter how much persistence and perseverance there is, they will also be wiped out, but the stone dragon's eyes are endless.
The willing gaze seems to be witnessing the unusually tenacious determination of an extraordinary person.
In the dimly lit hall, the First Emperor sat on the white silk dragon couch. He looked tired in his sleep, his forehead was tightly wrinkled, and beads of sweat continued to seep out and roll down from his forehead. In the air without a trace of warmth, outside
The sound of the rain seemed to be amplified countless times, rushing into the ears one by one, and even the burning sound of the candle "haloxun" in the empty hall was like the essence of life passing away.
On the mountain tops far away from Xianyang, there are also fine strands of rain, which are hazing everything in the world.