The vast world is endlessly graceful, and among it is the mysterious and mysterious word "Yuan".
What is "fate" is unclear, and there is no way to explain it in detail. After much deliberation, I can only come up with one explanation, which is quite reluctant: it doesn't make sense.
Just like when Qiu Ping'an met Little Golden Toad for the first time, the poor boy who had been on the run for half his life suddenly turned into a scholar; the vicious dominatrix just smiled without showing her teeth and became a lady without even moving.
, there is no reason to explain.
Just like in ancient times, when Fang Fang Cat first saw the green-robed sugar figure in front of the White Crow City, serving beside her master's soft sedan, as sharp as a sheathed sword, her heart suddenly shuddered, and even her breath stopped at that moment.
It is unsustainable. There is no reason to explain.
In ancient times, it was the name of the clan. Fang was the family name. Fang Fangmao was born in the upper clan and was a noble in the upper clan. Her brother had a hereditary title, Uncle Yanyan.
Uncle Yanyan's name is Fang Huahu.
The Fang family, an ancient family that used to be a famous family and followed Emperor Yu's ancestors to conquer the east and west and made great achievements, has now fallen into decline. Fang Huahu's grandfather fell into trouble and died suddenly during his spiritual practice. His father was incompetent and had mediocre qualifications, and the family's fortunes ended there.
After Zhongluo, when he arrived at the home of Fang Huahu, there were only two things left for him in the once-prominent entrance hall: the title conferred by his ancestor and inherited from generation to generation; and his lively and lovely sister who he had depended on since childhood.
Fang Huahu travels with three thousand ceremonial guards in golden chariots and silver lanterns, surrounded by dragon and tiger guards, accompanied by shrewd and courageous people. He seems to be arrogant, but only he understands: they are all useless! Really capable and talented retainers must die.
The dead were scattered, and more of them went to the Ming Dynasty. Uncle Fang, a dignified ancient, was only a mere flower stand.
In the past few years as the head of the family, Fang Huahu has spared no expense in his family wealth and made friends with powerful people. He does not ask for much - he only asks for an important job. If he can do it beautifully, he may be able to become a saint again.
Darling, let's revitalize the hall. After hard work and hard work, I finally got a promise from a noble person. If there is any urgent errand, I will think of the Fang family first.
Fang Huahu was overjoyed and welcomed him even more. At the same time, he waited hard. Unexpectedly, one day the good news would come, and the imperial court would be in disarray, but it was like a basin of cold water being poured down... Snowfield Ice City, miscellaneous selections
soldiers.
It doesn’t matter whether the job is important or not. The fundamental point is that even if Fang Huahu gets a big revenge, even if he is shattered to pieces, this job will not be successful. Everyone knows what kind of strength Zamo is, and no matter how strong a rabbit is, he is still a rabbit.
Son, it is impossible to choose a bad wolf among them.
There is nothing outstanding about this difference, and the ancient Fang family is no better than when they were in their prime.
I went to find a higher-ranking person, and the answer was smooth and clear: The Fang family has been mediocre for many years, and I have great trust in my nephew. However, the big shots in the court have doubts in their hearts. I owe a favor to God for being able to get this deal. Young people are ambitious.
Ambition is a great thing, but don't be greedy for success in everything. You can't become fat with just one bite.
Step by step?
Such a "miscellaneous" errand has already depleted the family's wealth. Then for the next serious errand, Uncle Yanyan won't be able to move even if he sells his wife and children!
In fact, Fang Huahu's qualifications and mind are mediocre. He has no ambitions. He went on the wrong path, looked at the wrong people and spent the wrong money. How could the Fang family not fall...
Frustrated, but unable to disobey the emperor's order, Yan Yanbo set off for the bitter cold north, the desert snowfield. When he arrived, a chair was placed at the door to watch the monkeys playing. But his chariot was as big as a house. He was not the only one inside.
One person lives in it.
When setting off on the journey, Fang Huahu couldn't bear his younger sister's pleas. However, this errand made him less ambitious, so he became less cautious, and he felt soft-hearted and took his younger sister along with him.
After seeing the Xia family's revenge and the murder of corpses rushing into Xuan's buttocks, Uncle Yan Yan wanted to punish 'Xia Lishan' for disrespecting the death penalty. Then when he turned to the topic, he hid in the chariot and couldn't bear to take his eyes away from Xiao Xiangliu.
Fang Fangmao said in time: "Let's keep them for a while."
That candy man in green clothes was really good-looking, and Fang Fang couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't bear to see him being accused and executed along with his master.
The younger sister begged, and Fang Huahu waved away the executioners who had set out to arrest the Sugar Man, giving the White Crow Xia family a chance to be selected, fight, and survive. But what Yan Yan Bowan never expected, the Sugar Man would follow.
The servant in green shows his magical power, pulls the ice city, and enters the battle position!
This place is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the ground is far smoother than dirt. With Xiao Xiangliu's cultivation skills, it is only a matter of hands to pull that big piece of ice forward. This power is actually nothing in the eyes of a profound cultivator, but what is a sugar man?
What kind of physique is there? What kind of shallow skills are there among the many miscellaneous people present? The Chinese earth element Liu pulls away an iceberg, which is enough to shock the world in this ice field.
Fang Huahu's eyes shone, and he vaguely felt that...it turned out that they were not just pretending to be gods.
After all the hard work, you found a treasure?
Fang Fang's cat, who was hiding in the carriage, had bright eyes and a pretty face full of happiness.
Su Jing also didn't expect that the 'Qingguo Qi' he prepared was ineffective and failed to subdue the intruder. In the end, he relied on Master Xiang Liu's pretty face.
The White Crow City soldiers entered the formation, Xiang Liu shook his sleeves and put away the long rope, then clapped his palms together, and there was a soft "pop" sound, and the footsteps rumbled. The zombie soldiers who had just entered the city came back to the city, and lined up for Xia.
Behind the two sweethearts at home.
Ten people lined up in ten rows, the seven square formations formed the momentum of the Big Dipper, and the small soft sedan chair was their emperor star Ziwei.
No more, no less, seven hundred zombie soldiers in neat order.
Inevitably, there was another cry of surprise. They had just fought a battle, and there were only less than 300 corpse soldiers left who could move. At this moment, their numbers were gathered again. It cannot be said that they were gathered together, but they should be said to be resurrected.
It can't be considered a resurrection. The zombies are dead soldiers, so how can we talk about resurrection... The team is neat, but the zombie soldiers themselves are not neat. The wounds on their bodies are connected by thick bone nails, and their broken heads are broken again.
After being reglued, it can be clearly seen that the limbs that were missing during the war have been reattached by 'new' limbs.
Seven hundred evil spirits, 60% dead, carried back to the city to piece together another seven hundred!
There are many broken limbs and broken bones in White Crow City, and Su Jing specializes in making funeral sacrifices for them. Unless the city is completely destroyed or all the bones in it are exhausted, he will never be able to kill all the seven hundred "Xiaerlangs".
Fang Huahu's eyes brightened even more: "Xia Lishan, you can't finish these seven hundred people...?"
Su Jing corrected: "Seven hundred corpses. There will be endless deaths and endless beatings."
"What if I give you enough corpses?" Fang Huahu asked.
Refining a corpse is a long-term effort, it cannot be done overnight, and the number of ghosts possessed by his subordinates is ultimately limited. But why should Su Jing care about the truth? He just paints a picture: "Seventy thousand corpses, seven hundred evil spirits, the principle is the same. White Crow
A small city can hardly form an army; the world is vast, and there are countless corpses for countless people. Refining the corpses into an army, and keeping others in reserve, the rest... is just sewing and sewing, and any tailor can do it well."
Su Jing then changed the topic: "After practicing abroad for three hundred years, Bai Ya had been massacred by the tribe when he returned home. Xia Lishan only knew that if he wanted to serve the emperor, he should lead troops here to be selected. But he didn't know how the selection process happened.
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Having seen Qing Yi’s amazing power and seeing the immortal corpse, Fang Huahu looked at Su Jing in the sedan chair and felt that it was very pleasing to his eyes. He waved his hand and sent one of his followers to the front of White Crow City to explain to Su Jing.
Competition method:
When the Emperor of Control recruits soldiers from the Icefield, it is true that he must select the best, but it is impossible to let more than 300 cities use all his troops to fight in chaos. If this is the case, all the people selected will be dead in the end.
The selection method is a little troublesome. Each city sends out a group of elite soldiers, and then the city lord or general of the city selects a team of a thousand people. It is called "Dou Rui". What really has to fight and compete for strength is not a large army, but a team of thousands.
Man 'Dourui'.
At this moment, the ice cities are in a huge circular formation according to the printed formations. When the time comes for the competition, after receiving the order, the warriors from the two adjacent cities will enter the battle. It is a life and death battle, but there is no need to kill them all. Whoever loses a hundred losses first
A person is considered defeated and has lost.
Half of them will be eliminated in one battle. The winning team will compete with each other in the city. If the winner still loses a hundred people, he will be considered a loser...and so on, layer by layer. By the time six battles have been fought, there will be almost only one left.
There are four or five cities, and there will be a melee. The old rule is that the team with a hundred dead people will be defeated until the final winner is selected.
Although it is not absolutely fair, the fact that the team won in the end shows that this city has well-trained troops and has elite troops.
After listening to the clerk's explanation, the two Tang people inside and outside the sedan looked at each other, and Qing Yi Tang said coldly: "Child's play."
The six ears are strong and cunning, the ancients have a deep heritage, the Ding people are brave and tenacious, and the executioners are resourceful and skilled in fighting. This world has strong soldiers and horses. It stands to reason that it will never be the time to recruit soldiers in the Zamo Snowfield. Su Jing does not know the reason for the inside story, but
Judging from this 'selection method' alone, it is just like Xiao Xiangliu's two-character evaluation.
The rules were probably explained, and the clerk turned around and left. There was no further delay. The singing officer gave instructions, the drumming officer gave orders, each city fought hard to practice talismans, and the elements gathered momentum to make final preparations for the battle. The White Crow battle.
We fought with a city on the left. That city was called Su Jing, and Xiang Liu didn't even hear it clearly.
A string of horns sounded in all directions, and more than 300 elite troops in more than 300 cities fought against each other! And the 700 "Xiaerlang" in White Crow City made another amazing move. During the charge, Su Jing shouted
, the zombie waved his sword and threw it aside, not carrying the sword!
Xiao Xiangliu said that this competition was child's play.
Since it's just child's play, why bother holding a knife? The nails and teeth of your hands and feet are enough.
There is no suspense... From the first battle to the sixth battle, Xia Erlang was bound to win. In the end, he still had 700 dead soldiers. There was a huge difference in strength. Xuangu City was defeated miserably with ten times the number of people. What's more?
Other cities only send a thousand people to fight against the elite, not to mention that once the zombies suffer serious damage, they will be immediately fought back by their companions to the White Crow City, and they will rush back to the battle formation completely in just a few breaths. Speaking of ferocity, Xia Erlang
Being the most busy, Xia Erlang aspired to the top spot and just watched them running back and forth inside and outside the city.
There is no suspense... In the final battle, five cities fought in a melee, and the other four cities once formed an alliance. However, most of those 'fighting elites' lost their strength due to long battles, their numbers were scattered, and they were injured. Xia Erlang won the simple victory
one.
The selection battle was fierce but not exciting at all. The White Crow Corpse Soldiers looked down upon the cities and easily won the championship.
As expected, the two sugar-man masters and servants had no expressions. On the contrary, Yan Yanbo was extremely happy and asked casually: "Xia Lishan, come and see." After saying that, he turned around and whispered an order. Eight hundred people around him
The elite Ding people were bravely ordered to go out.
A troop that has fallen into decline and only serves as a showpiece. It has neither masters nor excellent magical weapons. However, the military appearance of this troop is not bad. They wear red helmets and black armor. They have a strange talisman in their left hand and a magical blade in their right hand. They hang from their waists.
**The long horns on Jin Ling's shoulders are polished and sharp, with a mysterious light shining through them, giving him a certain aura.
"My Ding Renyong faces your Xia Erlang, who do you think will lose and who will win?" Fang Huahu asked with a smile.
The Sugar Man Master was too lazy to respond to such boring questions, and the Sugar Man Waiter said indifferently: "Young people can win if you wear 'clothes'; Xia Erlang will definitely win if you take off 'clothes'."
Fang Huahu was stunned when Xiao Xiangliu said: Who is wearing and who is taking off? What clothes?
Xiao Xiang Liu had no intention of explaining, and beckoned Seven Hundred Xia Erlang back to the city to take off his clothes and rest. Uncle Yan Yan had no intention of actually letting two teams of elite soldiers fight to the death, and said nothing more. But at this time, there was an ancient man next to Uncle Yan Yan.
The guard knelt down and whispered a few words in the Lord's ear, asking for his orders.
Fang Huahu laughed: "Xia Lishan, the bodyguard around you is very powerful, far beyond the ability of ordinary sugar men. Did he have any chance?"
"He is not my bodyguard. He is a distant relative of my family. He has grown up with me since childhood. There is no chance, but I have taught him a Qi refining method." Xia Lishan smiled slightly in the sedan chair: "But this boy is stupid.
It’s rare. He has only developed a few kilograms of brute strength and a pair of nimble legs and feet, which is not worth mentioning.”
Fang Huahu shook his head: "Too humble, so strong, such a strong man! It just so happened that this guard of mine had practiced the Demonic Ox Powerful Heavenly Art, and the two strong men met together. There is no reason not to compare strength, come on, come on,
It’s just about strength, it doesn’t hurt anyone or the body.”
The leader of the ancient guards of the Fang family asked for orders. This person's most proud skills are two: first, he is a good soldier, and he personally trained the Ding Renyong; secondly, he boasts that he has the real power of the magic cow and dares to move mountains.
When Han Yue saw the young Prime Minister Liu dragging the city forward, the earl was shocked and became angry. He then heard nonsense about the candy man wearing clothes, winning, taking off his clothes, and losing. He then asked the head of the family for orders to have a competition.
Fang Huahu was not a talented person to begin with, but was influenced by the dandy habits brought from his mother's womb. Hearing that his subordinates wanted to compete with Xiang Liu, he was very happy. Instead of stopping him, he happily agreed and personally arranged the match.
The master is not shrewd, and the subordinates are naturally stupid. What a status the ancients had, and how noble the leader of the Earl's Palace Guards was, but he had to compete with a bastard... Judging from the actions of this master and his servants, Su Jing
I also have a general view on Yan Yanbo.
Su Jing doesn't make the decision for Xiao Xiangliu, he just listens to him whether he wants to compete or not.
Xiang Liu raised his eyelids, and there was no hostility in his heart. However, he was a nine-headed vicious snake with naturally vicious eyes. He looked at the ancient guard for a few times and said, "Okay." He took a few steps forward and stood still with his hands behind his hands.
The ancient guard looked happy. He stepped forward and his voice was like the roar of a giant bull, humming and dull: "Don't say that I am bullying others. It is up to you to decide how to compete."
Xiang Liu raised his hand, gently lifted it from his head, and pulled off a piece of his hair... When the hair grew on his scalp, it fluttered slightly, without any weight, but when it was taken off,
The moment he took the hand, Xiao Xiangliu's body sank suddenly, and there was a muffled sound under his feet first, and then there was a continuous crackling and sharp roar:
It is clearly visible that cracks are opening on the snowy ice surface at the foot of Xiangliu. In the blink of an eye, the cracks are growing wildly, more and more, spreading farther and farther, like a spider web, with the place where Xiaoxiangliu is as the center,
It spreads in all directions, stretching all the way to the end of the sight!
Who can't understand that a huge force was exerted on his body and then spread across the snowy field at his feet by this green-robed candy man. And where did that terrifying force come from? He had just pulled out a piece of his own hair.
A hair has no weight when it is alive. When it is plucked, it will grind out endless cracks on the snowfield and stretch to the horizon.
"I've reached my limit. If you can take this hair... you win." Tsing Yi Candy Man hardly smiles and is always cold.
The vision on the ground was terrifying. How could the ancient guards be negligent? They lowered their eyes slightly and raised their breaths. The demonic bull moved wildly with great strength. His lifelong cultivation had been improved to the extreme. He could no longer speak. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would lose even a little bit of his strength.
He raised his big hands, spread his left palm flat on his right palm, and stretched them out in front of Xiao Xiangliu.
If you dare not pick it up with one hand, you have to use both hands together.
Xiaoxiang Liu raised his hand and put the hair into the hands of the ancient guard.
The next moment, the ancient guard's face showed surprise, his eyes flashed with light, but his body was as steady as a rock, without any sway, and he held his hair firmly.
After waiting for a moment, the candy man in Qingyi nodded: "It's amazing, you win." After saying that, he turned around and went back to the sedan. As he was walking, he suddenly raised his head and laughed, the sound was like cracking silk, and he laughed heartily!
The leader of the guards stayed there in a daze for a moment, grunted, and performed another small technique. The flames on his palms rose up and burned the hair in an instant, and returned to Uncle Yan Yan without saying a word.
Fang Huahu didn't understand it at all, so he created a secret language and sent a message to the leader of his bodyguard: "How heavy is that hair?"
"Lord Qi, your hair... has no weight. It is no different from ordinary human hair. If it weren't for the sugar man's cloth to block the wind, it would have been blown away." The leader of the guards responded in a deep voice.
Fang Huahu didn't know whether to be surprised or angry: "Ordinary hair? How dare this bastard entertain you?"
"It's... it's not just entertainment, it's just to save face." Although it was a secret message, the voice of the leader of the guards could not conceal the hoarseness: "No matter how hard my feet are, I can't step on the ice that stretches all over the sky.
Cracked.”
The hair has no weight at all, so the endless cracks on the snowfield have nothing to do with external forces. They are purely caused by Xiao Xiangliu's own efforts. When the hair was not connected, the ancient guard did not think about this weight, but after receiving the hair, he found it
As light as a feather, I understood what was going on.
On the face of it, Tangren lost, but on the inside, it was like the ancients suffered a complete defeat. How could the leader of the guards of a down-and-out family dare to compete with the ferocious beasts of Middle-earth? It was his good fortune that he was not directly torn apart by Xiao Xiangliu and stomped to pieces.
When Fang Huahu was whispering, Su Jing was also whispering, with a smile in his voice: "Xiang Liu will also save face for others when unexpected things happen."
"Child's play. Interesting. Not serious." A smile flashed across Xiang Liu's face. When he walked to the sedan chair and turned around again, the frost was covering his brows again.
The selection has come to an end, and the next steps will be planned. Officials will give orders. Except for the victors Bai Ya and Su Jing, the other city lords will lead their people into the city and leave. Ordinary people will leave, but the defeated Dou Rui will be selected from each city.
All those military horses were left behind.
Each city had thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers, and there were more than 300 cities, leaving more than a million troops. The executioners who came with Fang Huahu stepped forward to organize themselves. They shouted curses in their mouths and waved their whips in their hands.
These soldiers and horses were mixed together, and some servants cast spells, releasing new ice cities one after another.
The new ice city was not refined by the ancient Fang family. The current Yan Yanbo simply does not have such strength. The ice city was given along with the imperial edict and was specially used as a military camp.
The people below are busy with these matters. Fang Huahu waved his hand and summoned Su Jing: "Xia Lishan, come to me."
The corpse carrying the sedan stood up and took steps. With a creaking sound, Su Jing stepped forward with the sedan.
Fang Huahu couldn't help but frown, not angry but certainly unhappy: "What? You don't have legs?"
After he finished speaking, a figure flashed behind him, and Fang Fangmao, who had just put on his armor and dressed as a pretty guard, came out. He lowered his voice and said to Su Jing: "The ancient Fang family had a generous family and didn't like to worry about things. But you
When you go to meet other nobles or the Lord of the Yu clan, you have to sit in a sedan chair forever? I will wait for you to be punished for disrespect in the future. My brother... why does my lord take you away from the snowy field? Instead, it will cost you your lives.
."
Not willing to be left alone, the girl disguised herself and looked at Qing Yi Tang, then at Bai Qiu Tang, and finally back to Qing Yi Tang without moving her eyes away.
Su Jing could see her disguise at a glance, but how could he expose it? He smiled accordingly: "I was born as a candy man with little talent. In the dream, my immortal elder brother repeatedly advised me. However, Xia Lishan was greedy and took risks to improve himself. In the end,
It's a backlash. To be honest with you, my legs are useless and I can no longer stand up; my body has also been severely injured and I have lost all my magic power." As he said that, he wrapped himself in white fur to keep himself warmer.
Some, sigh: "I am a useless person."
Xia Lishan was clean, neat, and wealthy, but from the moment he appeared, his face was pale and his eyes were unfocused, showing that he had been seriously injured and internally injured.
"It's a pity, it's a pity. No wonder, no wonder. Forget it." Fang Huahu socialized casually and did not pursue the other party's lack of courtesy. He changed the subject and asked what he cared about most: "In White Crow City, there are only
Is it seven hundred 'Xiaerlang'?"
"As for the soldiers, there are only these seven hundred; but there are still three fierce generals, but they are practicing outside with me. Now they are in the pass without completing their homework. They did not go with me this time. They will join me after leaving the pass in the future." Three.
The corpse hasn't come yet, but it will come sooner or later. Su Jing first determines the identities of the three of them.
After finishing speaking, after a pause, Su Jing added: "There are also some slaves, just a few dozen. They are all rough people, so I won't mention them."
Fang Huahu thought about it for a moment, then stopped talking about anything else and said: "Take your people and let me set off now. There are still fights to be done later. We will talk about it in detail on the way." At this point, he smiled and said: "Mo
Forget about your tailor shop, you will have to sew and patch things together in the future."
"Remember Xia Lishan, please don't remind me." Su Jing smiled and nodded. He was in the sedan chair, stretched out his hand and pointed backwards: "White Crow City, I will always take it with you."
"Ah?" Fang Huahu was surprised. The refining methods of this ice city are all 'can be put away but not taken away'. Before use, it can be easily carried in a small box. Once placed in the snowfield, the protective and driving formations will be activated.
If it is law, it will no longer be accepted again. It will always be as big as it should be. It would be too exaggerated for the Xia family sugar man to take an iceberg nearly a hundred miles on the road.
Fang Huahu shook his head and said: "It won't be long before you and I enter summer. The ground at that time will not be as smooth as the snowfield. Even if you, a relative and guard, have the strength to drag, you will have to stumble by then. It will be too cumbersome. So,
I see you packing up the patched bones inside, and the city can stay here. Don’t worry, I will pass on the order, and White Crow City will stay here and cannot be lost!"
"There are other important things in the city that Xia Lishan can't live without." Su Jing refused directly: "It won't cause any trouble if you take it with you. Don't worry, sir."
After saying that, Su Jing patted his sleeves. Suddenly, a dark wind blew and four big men appeared out of thin air.
Cheng Liang has a bald head with golden rings on his arms, bulging muscles all over his body, and there are ghost charms engraved on his chest and back. He is a tall man thirty feet away. When he appears, there is a sinister wind, but after he appears, he is as majestic as a god.
!The big man ignored others and kowtowed to Su Jing: "Kunlun warriors serve my lord and serve my lord!"
"Carry it up to the city and follow me." Su Jing ordered.
"No!" With the sound of the urn and the roar of the urn, the four Kunlun warriors strode towards the white crow, easily carried it on their shoulders, and waited quietly for Su Jing to set off.
Hiss... Fang Huahu took a breath, such a majestic slave, not to mention Uncle Yan Yan, even the most famous Wang family, princes and marquises are probably not there; Fang Fangmao took a breath, eyes
Staring roundly, he looked at Su Jing again to see what kind of net worth this sugar man had. The leader of the Fang family guards took a breath. Just now he wanted to compete with others in terms of strength. Not to mention what the Qingyi sugar man was like, just look at these four strong men.
The ease with which I can carry an iceberg makes me think that everyone is stronger than me, much stronger!
After taking a breath of cold air, Fang Huahu suddenly figured it out: the most useless sugar man; the brother who claims to have met the immortal in his dream; the unpredictable bodyguard; the unkillable zombie soldier; the man who is so powerful that he can fight against an iceberg everywhere.
Let's go, Kenu... Such a sugar man has left the snowfield and gone into the world on his own. I'm afraid he has to make a big splash!
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This is a two-in-one chapter. I slept for a while at night and was so deep that I forgot about the time. I saw it was already past nine o'clock and I had written five thousand words. I might as well write a big chapter.