Chapter 237: The blood on the battlefield is still wet
"Zhenyang, long time no see." The high-pitched voice cut through the air like a sharp blade and fell on Mr. Zhenyang's ears.
"Hu You of the Fox Clan." Duke Zhenyang suddenly smiled, "We haven't seen each other for fifty years, but today you two old friends got together."
"That's fine."
Duke Zhenyang turned slightly to the side, took one last look in the direction of the human race territory, and suddenly opened his arms.
"...The spirit is in beautiful clothes, and the hall is full of flowers. The five tones are mixed together, and you are happy and happy."
Each colorful jade seal character is imprinted in the void.
Among the five colors, red, which represents the element of fire, is the most dazzling.
Duke Zhenyang stepped heavily on the void with his right foot.
The crisp sound of the collision of daggers seemed to resound in the void.
Immediately after, the sound of bells and drums rang loudly, and the faint chanting of tens of thousands of people could be heard. There were even shadowy figures kneeling in the void.
"I wanted to catch up on old times, but I see you can't wait to die."
Hu You grinned, and the seven bloody tails behind him suddenly stretched out, turned into giant pillars supporting the sky, and smashed towards Duke Zhenyang.
The sky seemed to be smashed to pieces.
The bloody and colorful brilliance shattered inch by inch, and the mere sound of breaking through the air was like thunder rolling across the sky.
The terrifying air wave was split in two from the middle and swept away to both sides.
The whole earth was shaken by this overwhelming power.
Deep in the red eyes, a second pair of pupils suddenly opened.
In an instant, the color of the world changed, and the eyes seemed to occupy the entire world, leaving half of the sky with only those strange red double pupils.
Zhenyang Gong looked solemn, bit the tip of his tongue, used the blood as ink, used his ten fingers as a pen, and used the pen to move around in the void.
"Wenfa - Donghuang Taiyi!"
Before the voice fell, a clear cry resounded through the sky,
"Hey..."
At the same time, a fire cloud appeared from high in the sky, and then spread wildly.
A huge three-legged firebird covered in fire, with golden feathers all over its body, spread out its huge wings that were ten miles long.
…
Five thousand miles away from here, there is another gap in luck,
The jade plaque in Duke Ningping's arms was like a fire. He suddenly looked in the direction of Duke Zhenyang, "No! Zhenyang..."
The luck gap here has been temporarily sealed, and help must be rushed as soon as possible.
However, before Ning Pinggong's foot stepped out, the gap in luck that had been shrouded in colorful brilliance was shattered.
A tall and sturdy man walked in through the gap.
"Ning Ping, don't leave in a hurry. We meet old friends again. Isn't it unreasonable if one of them dies?"
Ning Pinggong narrowed his eyes and began to pop out colorful jade seal characters, mainly cyan, between his fingers.
…
Beiliang City,
Inside the dark red 100-foot city wall covered in layers of blood,
Soldiers leaned against the wall, waiting for carts filled with wine and meat to arrive.
"I heard that today's wine is made of bamboo leaf green, mixed with wood spirit liquid." A soldier licked his chapped lips.
His face was covered in blood, and his messy hair was randomly tangled and clinging to his scalp. He looked like he had just crawled out of a pile of dead people.
"Not only was the wine added with wood spirit fluid, but the meat was also cooked with blood essence elixir." The older soldier beside him rubbed his hands excitedly.
"I said, Lao Jia, your information is so good that even the Blood Yuan Dan knows about it." At this time, a soldier came over pushing a wooden cart and took a jar of wine and a pot of meat from the cart.
"One big portion for two people, share it between yourselves."
After putting out the wine and meat, the wooden cart continued to move forward.
Lao Jia pulled out a short knife from his waist, cut the meat in half, grabbed the larger piece, and threw it to the soldier next to him, "Xiao Qin, eat it quickly."
Xiao Qin hurriedly took the meat and took a big bite, like a wild wolf who hadn't eaten meat in a few days, "This...meat with the addition of Blood Yuandan...is really good."
Lao Jia happily picked up the wine jar and took a big sip first, then grabbed the meat and ate it.
"You kid, eat slowly. I'll have wine and meat every day for the next seven days. I'm not afraid of overstuffing you."
Xiao Qin nodded, but the speed of his mouth was not slow.
There are almost four kilograms of meat in my hand, but there is still not enough to eat.
"Having wine and meat on this day is just like celebrating the New Year." Lao Jia pushed the wine jar in front of Xiao Qin.
Xiao Qin took another bite of meat and then picked up the wine jar.
"ah……"
The smell of alcohol rushed to his head instantly, and Xiao Qin leaned against the city wall contentedly, "Old Jia, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. Do you think the people in the south have wine and meat like us?"
"You look like you have no future." Lao Jia snatched the wine jar, "They also have a Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. Celebrations are held in various counties and counties, and there are delicious food everywhere."
Xiao Qin smiled and patted his head after hearing this, "I have never been out of Beiliang in my life. How can I understand what you said about the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival?"
"But Lao Jia, is there really delicious food everywhere?"
"Is it more delicious than our Bamboo Leaf Green and meat with Bloody Origin Pill?"
Lao Jia smacked his lips, "That's for sure. The world outside is very big. Beiliang is just a city, or a border city. What can you see?"
"I guess you've never even seen a woman."
Xiao Qin couldn't bear it when he heard this, and immediately retorted, "You...you fart, how come I...haven't seen a woman? The last time I went back to the inner city, I touched Qiu Hua's hand."
Lao Jia glanced at Xiao Qin with disdain, "How can someone like Qiu Hua be called a woman? She is stronger than me and can kill a cow with one fist."
"Women in the South are like water, they can suck away your soul and make you unable to crawl out."
"The little hands are tender, the waist is thin, the mouth is sweet..."
Lao Jia was talking and making gestures.
Xiao Qin's eyes widened when he heard this, and he tried hard to imagine what the woman Lao Jia said looked like.
However, I have never seen any women, and I can't imagine what a woman like water looks like.
"At the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, thousands of literati and poets gathered together to dance and practice ink. Those women who looked like gods were grinding ink for them on the side. The feeling..."
"If someone can write a good poem, it is no exaggeration to say that thousands of people will admire him. Those rich ladies are all staring at such a person."
Lao Jia was drinking as he talked, then looked at Xiao Qin, "If we are lucky, we can survive the next year."
"I'll take you to the south to see when the time comes."
Xiao Qin nodded hurriedly when he heard this, "Okay, okay."
As he said that, he handed the remaining meat in his hand to Lao Jia, "Come on, Lao Jia, eat the meat."
Lao Jia laughed and scolded, "Go away and eat as soon as possible. I don't care about your meat?"
At this moment, three sharp and urgent whistles pierced the night sky,
"not good!"
"An army of beasts attacks the city!"
Lao Jia and Xiao Qin's expressions suddenly changed, and their hearts beat violently. They stuffed the meat into their mouths in a few mouthfuls, each took a sip of wine, grabbed the spear at hand, and rushed to the city wall.
At this moment, a strong figure walked through the air and said, "Everyone, continue eating and drinking. Leave these to me."
Xiao Qin's eyes widened as he looked at the figures flying rapidly in the sky, "Hey, dear... at least he is a fifth-grade scribe."
"Fifth-grade scribe?" Lao Gu looked at the army of beasts in the distance that had spread to the end of his sight, and curled his lips.
"It's true that a fifth-grade scribe can fly, but which fifth-grade scribe dares to fly out like this?"
Before the two of them finished speaking,
I saw that figure falling to the ground like a meteorite.
Even though they were nearly thirty miles apart, Lao Jia and Xiao Qin could still feel the vibrations under their feet.
The next moment, a dazzling light shot into the sky.
Pieces of armies of beasts fell like wheat.
Xiao Qin couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his eyes filled with dazzling light.
this night,
Beiliang City is safer than ever.
In the middle of the night, Xiao Qin saw an old man with white beard and hair, but with muscles all over his body striding into the city.