The winter wind and heavy snow on the ancient road dyed the whole world white.
"Drive! Drive!"
In the wind and snow, a middle-aged woman drove a carriage on the official road.
"Sir, not far ahead is the Kingdom of Huang!" the middle-aged woman turned back and said softly toward the carriage.
This middle-aged woman was the late-stage foundation-building monk who was subdued by Chu Cheng. She relied on a carriage along the way. More than a month later, she finally arrived at the border of Huang Kingdom.
After Chu Cheng advanced to the middle stage of foundation building, he never encountered another attack. However, in order to save some trouble, he still specially bought a carriage.
If a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment serves as the driver, even the Condensate Monk will not investigate at will. Generally speaking, only the Condensate Monk has the qualification to allow a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk to drive.
A white hand opened the curtain on the carriage and looked at the city wall.
Time has ravaged its vicissitudes, but it still stands majestic, guarding the Yellow Kingdom.
Chu Cheng looked at the city wall with complicated eyes, revealing his thoughts.
Five years later, he finally returned home again. In a sense, he was not from the Huang country, but his relatives in this life were in the Huang country. Wherever his relatives were, that was his home.
Here, there are the old Marquis, parents, Chu Lan, Ling'er...
They are Chu Cheng, the closest people in this life.
"Let's go." Chu Cheng pulled down the curtains and sighed. This time he returned to the Huang Kingdom just to see his family. After this meeting, it would be his escape.
Chu Cheng is now being hunted by Zhengdao. When he sacrifices evil objects such as the Seven-Colored Sky Fan, he knows that he can no longer stay in the sect.
An elder of Ningye was killed in the sect. This was a matter that would never end. If it weren't for Chu Cheng's sacrifice of the seven-color sky fan, there would still be a chance to explain. But now, no explanation is useless...
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The carriage drove through the snow, leaving long traces along the way. After a quarter of an hour, it finally arrived in front of the city gate.
"Hey!" The middle-aged woman pulled the reins, slowed down, and drove slowly towards the city gate.
The city gate is stained with green spots and remains impregnable after years of attack.
This place became the Beiguan Fortress. Ao Guang, the general of the Huang State, unexpectedly attacked the Bei State military camp and killed the general of the Bei State. He killed 130,000 Bei State troops, but almost the entire army was destroyed and he returned with less than a thousand cavalry.
Beisai Pass, with its rugged road, is the strongest pass in the Huang Kingdom and the life gate of the Huang Kingdom.
There was a head hanging on the city wall. After time and wind erosion, only the bones remained.
The owner of this head is none other than Ao Guang, the great general of the Huang Kingdom.
"A generation of loyal people died in vain."
Chu Cheng saw the skull hanging on the city wall through the gap in the curtains and sighed softly.
Since ancient times, people have been loyal and good in troubled times, but they have never ended up well.
"Who is coming!"
The border pass is an important part of the country, so it is naturally heavily guarded. At this time, the leading general stopped the carriage, and the soldiers behind him were on full alert.
"Huh!" The middle-aged woman's face darkened and she became a little unhappy.
A mere mortal dares to block the path of a foundation-building monk. This is anger.
Just as she was about to show off her power, a magnetic voice came from inside the carriage.
"Of course he is from the Huang Kingdom." Chu Cheng's voice came from inside the carriage, gentle and calm, like the spring breeze.
But at the next moment, all the city defenders present felt as if they had fallen into an icy pool.
The entire sky was filled with darkness, and black things with bloodshot eyes fell from mid-air.
It's as if it's not snowing at this time, but a rain of heads!
"These are all people from the Monument Country!" The leading general looked at the densely packed heads on the ground and felt horrified.
There are at least a thousand heads in the pile of heads on the ground, and one of them is actually a chariot and flag guard of the Monument Kingdom.
What’s even more surprising is where did these heads come from? The carriage is obviously big, but it can’t hide thousands of them.
"The eldest grandson of Marquis Wu Ling, Chu Cheng, brought thousands of steles with the heads of generals to sacrifice to the general!"
A long roar blew up the wind and snow, and also blew away the head on the city wall.
Turned into ashes, along with this snow, returned to the earth and slept forever.
In everyone's surprise, the carriage began to speed up and entered the city.
It was not until a long time later that these soldiers came back to their senses in shock.
"The grandson of Marquis Wu Ling... Marquis Wu Ling!" The leading general suddenly remembered something, and his face changed wildly.
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Huangzhai County is located in the middle of Huang Kingdom. It is the wealthiest place besides Junlan City.
It was getting late, and the dusk sunset dyed the white snow red. The afterglow shone lightly on the bright pavilions, adding a hazy beauty to the prosperous city in front of us.
In the building in the middle of the building, Fenghua Building, the largest restaurant in Huangzhai County, a young man in white was sitting at the table by the window.
Behind him, a middle-aged woman stood respectfully.
Chu Cheng poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. The spicy taste took away some of the chill in his body.
After several months of travel, he was a little tired. Chu Cheng simply stayed under the city to rest for one night.
For some reason, he felt a little sad tonight, maybe because he missed him. Maybe it was because he was born in a small town called Huangzhai Town.
Huangzhai County, Huangzhai Town. The difference is only one word, but they are two worlds apart, countless light years.
"Li Ying, please sit down." Chu Cheng sighed and spoke slowly.
"Yes, Young Master." This middle-aged woman's name is Li Ying, and she is an inner sect elder of a medium-sized sect in the Dashan Mountains.
She got permission and walked to sit opposite Chu Cheng.
There were a lot of food on the table, but the two of them had no appetite. They just drank wine.
Li Ying looked at the young man in white in front of her and understood something in her heart.
When she first met Chu Cheng, she felt vaguely familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
After spending more than a month together, I finally remembered this person’s true identity.
This person is the disciple of Moyougu who started the storm in Qingzhou!
Entering the world with the fourth level of Qi Gathering, he sneaked into the Luoyun Sect, one of the four immortal sects, and killed a monk in the middle stage of condensation after five years.
According to rumors from outsiders, this generation of Demonic Valley disciples was a liquid condensation monk who was successfully killed by gathering energy, and his realm was at least the thirteenth level. Or even the fourteenth level, and beyond that, he didn't dare to think about it.
At the fifteenth level of Qi Gathering, after attaining the Great Dao, he became a revered existence in Qingzhou Continent. Even if he were to face an enemy with all the powerful golden elixirs, he would still be able to escape unscathed.
But Chu Cheng's state is clearly in the middle stage of foundation building. How could a person who had perfected Qi gathering a few months ago reach this state now?
Li Ying felt that it was because Chu Cheng was already in the middle stage of foundation building that he attacked and killed a liquid condensation monk. Because even a thousand Qi gathering monks combined could not hurt a liquid condensation master.
However, killing the middle stage of Condensation in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and crossing a large realm is really too powerful and terrifying.
She had personally experienced Chu Cheng's terror. Two foundation-building monks were helpless when they encountered him.
"What's wrong? It's not to your liking?" Chu Cheng took a bite of the dish, chewed it carefully and swallowed it. Seeing that the woman had not moved her mouth, he asked.
"No, it's just that I haven't tasted the taste of the human world for a long time." Li Ying took a small piece of meat and put it between her red lips.
For these monks, they have gone without food and only eat some occasionally.
"I've heard that in the world of mortals, you have to eat big chunks of meat and drink big gulps of wine." Chu Cheng thought for a while and said loudly: "Xiaoer! Eat all these dishes. Serve the beef with soy sauce! Twenty kilograms of liquor!
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"Young master, there are so many things!" Li Ying said with a soft smile, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
Now that she has become a blood slave, she has naturally become Chu Cheng's most trusted confidant, and the two have become very close.
The waiter hurried over and took away the dishes on the table one after another. After a while, he brought over a large plate of soy beef and ten jars of spirits.
Chu Cheng picked up a jar, opened the lid and pushed it in front of Li Ying, smiling: "You have eight jars, and I have two jars."
"..." Li Ying just stuffed the beef into her mouth and it fell out in shock.
Chu Cheng laughed, of course this was a joke.
The room was full of red flowers when the strong liquor entered his mouth, and his face became red in an instant.
Eating big chunks of meat and drinking big gulps is not about being romantic, but about dissipating loneliness and loneliness.
He misses home...those two homes.
The sun gradually sets, the afterglow disappears, and the streets are lit up with lights.
The two of them drank a lot of wine. Chu Cheng drank the most, nine jars in total, while Li Ying only drank a few sips.
At this moment, applause broke out in the restaurant.
I saw a storyteller sitting in front of a special table and stool. He slapped his hands and said: "It was a cold night in the north, clouds were thick for thousands of miles, and snow was floating in the sky. We have wiped out all the evil and treacherous ministers."