On the empty official road, one person and one horse galloped.

Qingyi carries a sword on her back, and Feng Shen is handsome. It is Qian Xuanzhong who has returned from Xizhou.

Because of his fighting with Bailian, Wudou and other sects, he eliminated evil and promoted good and became famous in the area. At least it was spread in the four prefectures of Xizhou.

However, the Qingyi Sword, which is famous in the state, is no longer indifferent at this moment.

The sound of whips crackled, the horses were galloping, and the four hooves were flying, and large scattered dust rose and fell, rolling on both sides.

Unfortunately, all the Tian Lianqianmo were deserted and deserted. Qian Xuanzhong's eyes were flowing for a while, suppressing the anxiety and worries brewing inside, and then whipped the horse away quickly.

After a long time, a city appeared and revealed half of its corners outside the continuous fields.

After looking around the concealment of the road ahead, I saw the smoke and dust in the city slowly, and the door that should have protected the inside was half collapsed.

On the city wall, the two words Qiyang are mottled and look old.

Before he got close, screams and cried, clamoring for the sky and the earth.

The divine light of the man with a crotch must have changed his face, his cheeks flushed and forced himself to suppress himself. His eyes were full of anger, and the long sword on his back was out of the sheath and fell into his palm.

The stars are as bright as snow reflecting the cold sun.

I was anxious in my heart, and the whip was waving in my hand was a little heavier.

...

Puff!

The heads rolled down, blood stained.

Jiang Qinan's face was indifferent and pulled the sword weapon out of the sword.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Go to the death!"

"On side by side!"

"He has only one! I'm afraid...puff!"

Even though he was so harsh and timid, he was swinging sticks and hunting swords, Taoist Jiang twisted his right arm, and as his five fingers opened and closed, the force gushed between his palms, and his strength poured in and out of his strength. The long sword shot out and hit his throat, breaking the man's whispering nonsense, while stabbing the front and back through.

He also kept moving his feet, stepped on the left and right, and stepped on Haiyun to watch the martial arts and footwork.

The bandit in front of him widened his eyes, and felt a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and his vision instantly fell, and the heaven and earth swirled and turned over...

Plop!

As soon as one fell down, another was shattered half of his heart and lungs by the punching fists, and the strength penetrated the thin bandits like paper.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

In just ten breaths, Jiang Qinan was standing alone on the cramped path. He stopped, exhaled his breath to calm the skills, and then bent over and pulled out the sword from the corpse.

Reminder—

The blade trembled for a moment, and the contaminated filth disappeared.

“The fourth batch.”

He looked down at the sword holding in his hand, and he whispered in a low voice, but he was not very happy about the destruction of the bandits once again.

Instead, it was a little confused.

It was different from what he thought at the beginning, or the current situation was even worse than what he thought and expected from the master elders in the Taoist temple and even fellow martial arts masters!

The world is in chaos and is falling apart.

These bandits are like weeds after spring rain, and they cannot be killed! They cannot be killed!

He rushed out over and over again, with a bright green greedy gaze and a numb face, as if he had chosen someone to eat.

"They may have been ordinary people not long ago, and they rested at sunrise and sunset..."

You can vaguely see some origin from the clothes and dressing, but those who were cut off by him were stained with the blood of the rest of the people without exception.

——A little less than five miles away from the mountain road, there was originally a village, but now there was only one scorched earth and seventy-seven corpses of big and old age.

The cause is the pile of old grains at the intersection of the mountain road that have not yet been transported.

Under the turmoil of the times, even when the spring plowing is in spring, the fields are often abandoned. Farmers may either go into the mountains and hide in forests and be in danger of protection, or be swallowed up by large households as slaves and servants.

In addition, wars are becoming more and more frequent, and food and grass control is becoming increasingly strict, and there are also chaotic and numerous taxes.

With the promotion of many parties, some people took risks in order to make food. Unfortunately, these people did not release their ruthlessness to the worse, but instead threw away their conscience and turned into wild beasts and jackals.

"They are no longer human."

Jiang Qinan looked sideways and looked into the distance, and saw the clear sky, but the haze in his heart was difficult to clear, and he didn't know how to say it for a moment.

Ask yourself, will this time clean up the bandits really work?

There are too many, and even if the few forces in Shiya County do their best, they can't eliminate much.

It won't take long for new bandits to appear.

After a moment of silence, he stepped forward.

In my mind, the miserable scene of the mountain village emerged involuntarily.

If you exhale a breath of turbid air, your complexion will improve slightly. Whether it is useful or not, it will be at least protected for a while.

Holding a long sword, stepping on the blood mud, the cloth boots on his feet fell a row of marks of varying depths.

...

Sizhou, the river is surging.

Song Yiyun, known as the butcher, wore armor and stopped by the riverside, holding a black horse in his hand and looking into the distance.

"Where is that?"

He pointed to the city on the other side of the river, and a row of soldiers was displayed at the top of the city, so no one dared to move rashly.

A scholar came forward and followed the guidance and responded with a low head, "Report to the general, it is Lijin to cross this water. The city is headed by a branch of the Yong family in Hexi. The rumors are very powerful. Even if the county lord dares to automatically pay tax matters, he must ask for instructions before he can do it.

A hundred and fifty miles ahead, there are several counties such as Huichong, guarding the mountains, and passing Fengqi Pass is Guchuan."

After a pause, the scribe lowered his eyebrows and added another sentence.

"Guchuan Prefecture is popular with tea, and there are ten kinds of eight vegetarian dishes. There are several kinds of tribute tea alone, which are difficult for royal relatives and nobles to taste."

After saying that, the scholar looked at Song Yiyun, but saw a smile on the other party's unconventional and honest face, grinning with yellow teeth, and saying, "Treasure tea? Hey, you have to taste it well at that time, as if you were to check on the emperor, so as not to make fraud below!

As for the Raush Gu family, for so many years, after entering the city, let’s have a good hospitality first and see the quality.

If you really don’t understand others’ words and don’t know the current affairs… don’t blame me.”

Butcher Song didn't say anything more, but only glanced at the scholar.

The cold eyes seemed to be tilted, and the shoulders collapsed instantly. Cold sweat came out from the forehead and soaked on the back.

The scholar retreated with trembling and respectfully, and did not dare to look at the executioner who killed people without blinking.

Seeing that the other party retreated, Song Yiyun, who had already advanced to the position of general, raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly slanted, and the corners of his lips showed a strong sense of joking.

A group of things that only know how to fight dogs!

"Walk in the water, build a bridge, and follow me to the city!"

The arrival of the Butcher Song made Jiangnan, who was already uneasy, disturbed again, and all parties gathered.

...

The wind and clouds at the foot of the mountain are changing, but Chen Yu is currently staying on the mountain to guard the spiritual plants in the medicinal field with peace of mind, recording many changes every day. A book called "Spiritual Plant Record" has recorded many finished products in scattered and only a few pieces together.

Next to the field, there is a fruit tree with lush branches and leaves. The crimson fruits the size of a thumb are extremely full.

There were more than one fruit tree planted at the beginning. Except for the few at the edge that were left to ripen and collect seeds for future cultivation, the rest were all inspired. Unfortunately, the fruits grown were not mutated at a high level, and there was no one that could be called a surprise in terms of effectiveness.

In contrast, this cherry tree that is not all ripe is not satisfactory.

The reason why it is not all mature is that the part on the top is red like a gem, while those deep in the leaves are still a little green.
Chapter completed!