On the way to the southern border area of ​​Chu State.

Si Yuan took out a free money bag from his arms, opened it and looked at it. In addition to some gold leaves, it also contained a very strange coin.

He took out an ant nose money from it and observed it carefully.

It was found that its material was made of a mixture of copper and tin, and the copper quality was relatively high.

The shape of the coins is even more strange. Overall, it looks like an oval human head is split vertically in half, taking half of it.

Then on the raised side, some strange patterns were engraved.

Some patterns are like ants crawling on a human nose, while others are like hideous ghost faces outlined by simple drawings.

No matter how you look at it, it has a gloomy and weird charm.

"The coins of Chu State... look so strange."

After looking over and over, Si Yuan put away the Chu coins.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

"It is worthy of being the Chu State, which is popular in witch and ghost culture. Even the appearance and shape of this coin are so invisible."

"These golden leaves still look pleasing to the eye."

"That little girl with purple hair who didn't know her name was so good!"

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When we could see the border of Chu.

Si Yuan began to consciously adjust his facial expressions and eyes, making him look a little gloomy and cold. He held the reins of the horse with his left hand and the hilt of the Prison-Devouring Sword with his right hand.

Put the hideous, slender and thick red sword blade horizontally on the back of the horse in front of you.

besides.

He slightly controlled the Prison-Devouring Sword, causing a harsh aura to emit from its scarlet and blood-red blade.

The horse got off the horse so scared that it sniffed.

"These soldiers like to bully the weak and fear the strong."

"If I show enough shocking people, they will not easily offend and entangle because of fear in their hearts. Because the sword in the hands of swordsmen generally will not reason with them."

"It will only cut off their necks."

Riding on the back of a tall horse.

Even far away, Si Yuan could see clearly that the caravans traveling between Chu and Baiyue were all taken one by one by the soldiers guarding the pass.

Even some ordinary pedestrians must squeeze out a trace of oil and water if they pass by.

But facing those swordsmen who walk with swords.

The soldiers guarding the pass only charged a toll to be finished. It seems that they were afraid that they would benefit from finding these swordsmen, and they would be wiped by the swordsmen with bad tempers.

"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is just human nature."

Si Yuan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a slightly gloomy grin.

The crystal red sword blade of the Prison-Devouring Sword in his hand looked like it was soaked in endless blood and could not be washed away even if it was washed.

There was a faint smell of blood lingering on the blade.

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On a wide dirt road.

The caravans and pedestrians handed over the benefits one after another to pass the customs, and entered the territory of Chu through the long barrier corridor.

After a while, Si Yuan rode a horse and approached.

His people have not yet approached.

A faint smell of bloody smell had already floated from the hideous sword blade, and a faint fierce aura made the soldiers guarding the pass instinctively numb their scalp.

It seemed as if a ferocious beast that had just eaten was walking near.

The greed in the hearts of the soldiers guarding the gate quickly disappeared under the influence of the fierce aura of the Prison-Devouring Sword, and the weapons in their hands were subconsciously clasped.

The Chu swordsman costumes worn by the other party also prevented them from acting rashly.

"Bang..."

A Chu ant nose money was thrown away from the white horse and thrown into the side of the soldiers guarding the pass.

Si Yuan threw out a toll casually without looking sideways.

He completely ignored the arrogant look of the soldiers guarding the pass, rode a good white horse and walked into the border corridor leisurely.

Following the caravan in front, he gradually walked into the territory of Chu.

Never looked back and looked behind him.

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I waited until the bad-faced and fierce-tempered swordsman of Chu walked away.

The soldiers guarding the Chu State were able to breathe a sigh of relief. One of the soldiers guarding the pass bent down, squatted down, and picked up the toll of the Chu State swordsman just now.

Take the ant nose money and put it to the charging box next to it.

While reaching into the box with money, he put his left hand in the process.

The index finger and middle finger accidentally flew across the inside of the money box, skillfully clamped two gold leaves, then bent their fingers inward, quickly stuck the gold leaves into the secret mezzanine on the inner side of the sleeve of his left hand.

The whole process is flowing and natural.

In the eyes of others, this soldier just put the ant nose money into the cash box and then took it back with no time difference. There was not even a breath.

Someone next to him glanced at him casually and didn't care.

The soldier's expression did not change at all, and he returned to his original position and continued to charge tolls from everyone coming and going.

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Baiyue Royal City.

The fire was burning and the smoke rolled, making the bright sunlight appear gloomy and dark.

The sound of shouting, begging for mercy, the sound of anger, the sound of weapons hitting and breaking..., all kinds of sounds mixed together, as if they became this conspiracy-filled war music.

Despair, fear, sadness, anger...

It is filled with the hearts of every Baiyue person, but the gap between the two sides is too big and desperately resisting is so insignificant.

The smell of blood floating in the air is so strong that it makes people sick.

It has not dispersed for a long time.

The Korean commander Bai Yifei, who was responsible for leading troops to fight against the Baiyue Rebellion, had already had his eyes red at this moment.

Originally, he was dressed in white clothes, white pants and white boots, and in the crazy massacre that he had already been stained with blood from the Baiyue royal family members.

Completely dyed a bloody dress.

The red and white swords that were tightly clasped by the left and right hands could no longer see clearly their true colors.

When you see it, there are only thick traces of blood.

The ground was covered with corpses and blood flowed into a river. A large amount of blood gathered and flowed on the streets of Baiyue Royal City, like a flood spreading, easily scattering Bai Yifei's ankles.

Kill until the end.

The entire Baiyue Royal City fell into a silent state for a time.

What royal members, what noble members, what Baiyue civilians... were almost completely slaughtered.

"It's a pity that this place cannot represent all Baiyue."

On the broken wall of the ruins of the royal city, Bai Yifei, dressed in blood, held a sword in both hands.

He turned around and looked down.

The huge Baiyue Royal City has become the past history under his two swords. The numerous corpses will also pass away with the royal city.

It eventually becomes the weed nutrient on this land, making the weeds grow more vigorously and verdant.

"The success and defeat of the enemy is nothing more than this."
Chapter completed!