The winter snow melts, and the clear water along the mud and the cracks of rocks form a stream to the bottom of the mountain. The stretching mountains are full of green and green.

The climate in the north is still a bit cold. In the past winter, the Sui army camp, the chariots and soldiers came in and out, bringing water and mud. The trainees held the soldiers and shouted, "Hahahaha" and took off the clothes that kept the cold in winter. Finally, they looked agile and their spirits were much better than those in the cold. When they arrived, they would get together some of them. Tell me how they were at home at this time.

"...This war is almost over, and it's time to go back."

"No, the Turkic Khan was arrested by the Grand Master."

"Hmph, there is a Grand Master in charge, and tens of thousands of people are not enough to fight, but I heard that one of them was still allowed to escape."

"The clown jumping, his courage was scared."

"That's right, such a big sword fell from the sky, and the ground could smash a big pit. Oh, my eyes were dazzled at that time. When I came to my senses, 80,000 Turks...tsk tsk... I only saw the corpses on the ground."

"That Sha Boluo is afraid that he will be scared crazy."

......

A group of Sui soldiers whispering in a low voice passed outside a tent, and the curtain was lifted from the tent not far away, and someone walked out.

"General!"

The guards on both sides bowed, Shi Wansui was wearing armor, pressing the hilt of his waist, and strode over the two of them, stepped on the wet ground, walked straight to a tent opposite, lifted the curtain, let go of the hilt of the sword, and laughed and walked in.

"Trior Yuwen! The news comes from the court. We will go back soon. Sha Boluo will be visiting my Great Sui Chang'an this time."

In the big tent, the tiger screen and the oil lamp in the desk reflect a focused face. I silently flipped through the book, and my body was majestic with bright light armor. On the weapon stand next to it, there was a wide golden sword. The sword body reflected the lights, and it was golden.

Hearing the sound, Yuwen Tuo put down the book, raised his face, and nodded.

"General Shi is to deal with it himself, so you don't need to inform me. You can go first, and I still have something to do."

Suddenly, he looked slightly and looked in one direction in the tent, as if he had felt something. He stood up from the long desk and grabbed the cloak with one move.

"The general is busy with his own business, don't wait for me."

Shi Wansui looked at the Grand Master of the East Palace, who was many years younger than him, suddenly took the weapon full of densely engraved patterns, and was a little afraid to speak casually.

The scene last winter is so terrifying to think back to my mind. Even if you think of it, Yuwen Tuo is like this, then his master, Lu Liangsheng, who lives on Qixia Mountain, can you move the world with a wave of your hand?

After coming back to his senses, he immediately bowed and said, "That Master, let's go first..."

When his words stopped, Shi Wansui noticed something was wrong, raised his head, the oil lamp in the tent swayed, and he was the only one left. The Grand Master Yuwen had long disappeared.

He opened the curtain and went out and asked the soldiers guarding both sides of the tent. The latter shook his head and said that he had never seen the Grand Master come out.

"It's really amazing!"

Shi Wansui took a few steps, looked back at the curtain that was still stroking slightly, grinned and touched the iron helmet, looking at the end of the spring sunshine that shone across the mountains.

After the mountains far away, the Taishi mentioned in his mouth was now fixed on the grass hill near the grassland to the north. A wide golden sword was inserted into the soil at his feet, and his hands were wrapped around his chest. The white cloak was stroking in the wind, and his eyes were coldly looking into the distance.

In the distance, a figure was wrapped in animal skin, a gray linen cloth was leaning on a crutch, and a few small jars were hanging around the waist, making a slight sound, limping.

The next moment, more than ten feet away, I stopped and raised my burned face slightly between my scattered and knotted hair. The only intact right eye looked at the Sui people standing on the grass hill.

"White Wolf God, I lost the Khan on the grassland, the hope of the Turks. Please come and devour this Southern Dynasty cultivator..."

He was the high priest beside Risha Boluo. At that time, the huge divine sword fell in the sky. He used shamanism to sacrifice an eye to let a beast spirit die for him. Even so, he was affected by the other party's divine power, and his body was burned by the fire that aroused, and his magic power was completely lost.

But now... it is also the last bit of mana, and it can still be used.

"...... the Great Khan of the Turks cannot be lost in my hands."

Between his lips, the mottled scarred palms loosened their crutches, stretched out their necks tremblingly, pulled off the pendant and squeezed them tightly. It was a wolf tooth, and it was sharp and sharp into his palm. The high priest stared at the figure on the hill, and his voice also screamed hoarsely at this moment.

"White Wolf God——"

The high-pitched and hoarse Turkic words echoed. His body suddenly fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground. His clenched fist was loosened. The wolf teeth on the pendant were stained with blood and suddenly a red light burst out.

Woo--

Yuwen Tuo had originally seen him fall and lost all his energy. He turned around and wanted to leave. He heard a wolf howl in his ears. His steps stopped immediately. He looked slightly and looked at him again. A blood-red aura rushed to the sky above the corpse, forming the outline of a giant wolf, and roaring to the sky.

"roar--"

The white mane was shaking like a needle. The huge wolf eyes saw the figure on the grass hill, and the long kiss was cracked, rolling up a fishy wind, blowing the yellow sand all over the sky.

"snort!"

Yuwen Tuo snorted coldly, lifted the cloak, took the hilt of the sword in his hand and pulled it out, and threw it out with a "clang" sound almost at the same time.

boom--

The yellow sand exploded, and the golden sword directly tore the gravel all over the sky, breaking away the fishy wind, making a stream of light penetrate through the huge wolf shadow, and stopped, the sword tip hanging downwards in the air.

Below, the dead priest's wolf teeth blew into powder with a bang, and the wind blew, turning into dust and sprinkled into grass.

The sky light tilted slightly, reflecting the vast sea of ​​green grass, and the huge wolf shadow standing disappeared. Yuwen Tuo raised his hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword flew back with a roar, landed in his hand and inserted the scabbard. He didn't look at the corpse lying there, and turned around and left. Next, he was going to complete his mission and set up a blood spirit formation.

Huhu~~

As soon as he reached Qiujiao, he felt a qi coming from the south again. He turned to look at the southern foothills of the Sui area. Not far away, a woman was wearing a red dress, swaying her waist, and smiling.

"A little demon dares to approach me?"

Yuwen Tuo was not angry, but stared at the other party with curiosity. He had a lot of divine power. Not to mention monsters and monsters, as long as they were not included in their bodies, they would not dare to look directly in ordinary practice.

"Haha... Why don't I dare to get close?"

The person who came was Hua Hongyi. With a chuckle, he looked at the handsome Yuwen Tuo with charming eyes, covering his red lips and slitting aside.

"Master Yuwen may not know very much... Although I am a monster, then you are your master's wife."

Um?

Staring at this woman, Yuwen Tuo's cheeks suddenly tightened, and his cold eyes shot out with majestic spirit: "You deserve it?"

"You have the final say whether you are worthy or not, but..." Hua Hongyi obviously had expected the other party's attitude and didn't care. However, in the long tone of the word "but", the red sleeves suddenly spread out and something was thrown out.

Bang!

Yuwen Tuo reached out to catch the flying thing. A jade pendant that looked like a mirror surrounded by dragon carvings. At one moment, his palm bent and he pulled the jade pendant tightly into the robe armor on his chest.

Turn around and speak: "Come on."

"That's right. You are much more sensible than your straight-minded master."

Hua Hongyi smiled with a charming lips, and walked briskly behind the back of the moving forward. "But, what does that jade pendant mean? Let me tell my master's wife?"

In front, the walking back stopped, pressing the stroking cloak, Yuwen Tuo turned his face slightly, his voice cold.

"If you don't do your business, it's better not to ask, just look at it."

The woman was obviously frightened by this glance and stopped. After seeing the other party continue to walk forward, she stumbled with her lips: "It's better to have the same virtue as your master, but if you kill such a mortal, I really want to know what kind of scene it would be for those who practice Taoism to encircle you at that time."

The slightly cold spring breeze blew across the undulating sea of ​​grass. Behind the distance, among the numerous mountains to the west, in the single peaks mixed between the cliffs, the White Wolf King, who was sitting on a cave chair, opened his eyes, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and nose, and the demonic aura drifted around him.

‘What a domineering divine power…variables, variables in the great catastrophe of heaven and earth…’

Getting up from the stone chair, Gongsun Liao pressed down the injured Yuanhun with great force, stumbled and dragged his cloak to the entrance of the cave. A little demon came to support him, but was pushed away by him. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, the yellow sand swept up, like a cloud flying south across the mountains.

On the hillsides of several mountains.

Four yellow-faced figures, shaking up the hillside with their bookshelf, looked eastward with their backs.

"After crossing dozens of miles of mountain road, you will reach the boundary of Chang'an. You must grit your teeth and hold on."

"We are four people who have experienced hardships and work diligently to govern the people. When we return to Chang'an, we will definitely be highly valued."

"Haha... Brother Wei wants to recite a poem... Hey, what's flying from the sky?"

"It seems to be falling off."

"How can such a strange thing shock the hearts of the four of me? Let's leave quickly and don't pay attention to it."

"No, come towards us!"

In the sky, a ball of yellow clouds that fell suddenly turned a direction, scaring the four scholars carrying bookshelfs, carrying robes, running and looking. What reflected in their eyes was countless yellow sand sweeping overwhelmingly.

"Ahhhhh... I bumped into it!"
Chapter completed!