832: Let the Lord bear all the responsibility (Part 2) [Please vote]
Katsa——
In the middle of the lake, Yu Zi, who was furious, seemed to hear a soft sound like glass breaking. When she listened carefully, it sounded like the buzzing of a bow string stretched to its limit and then released. The things in front of her swayed and quickly moved away from her, including them.
The voice was so far away that it seemed to come from the distant sky. Yu Zi felt dizzy, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to find an object to keep her center of gravity.
【Weiheng?】
【Weiheng!】
[Why don’t you come over here, you damn girl who’s losing money?]
The sharp, noisy sound penetrated the eardrums like needles.
Yu Zi suddenly opened her eyes, and a face that she had not thought of for many years appeared in front of her eyes. This old woman had a kind face, with gentle eyebrows and no edges, her eyes were round, and her lips had a hint of natural relatives.
Smiling slightly. Standing there in coarse linen clothes, holding a bamboo basket, at first glance he looked like the elderly Cihe ancestor of an ordinary family...
There was a man beside the old woman.
The man's facial features are straight, full of heaven, and he has a natural honest and honest appearance. The old couple stood side by side. Who could look at this old couple and not say that they are just and kind parents? They must live their lives well and die in peace.
kind!
Yu Zi couldn't help but tremble all over after seeing it!
He screamed in his heart and drew his sword to kill these old beasts.
But her hands and feet were out of control, and she allowed the old woman's fingers to poke her forehead, then hit her again and again, leaving hot red marks. The old woman's mouth was also sarcastic: "You didn't take off your pants and squat."
Come down and take a pee and see what you are! Do you want to make me angry to death if you pay for the harm to the family? If I say marriage to you, are you brave enough to run away?】
After saying that, he grabbed Yu Zi's left hand.
Her husband calmly grabbed Yu Zi's right hand.
The two prepared to drag her away like a New Year pig.
The hatred in Yu Zi's heart soared to the extreme, and her mind was filled with "eliminating all obstacles at all costs". Suddenly, she had a premonition that she could move. Just as she was about to draw her sword, she felt an opposite force on her shoulder. Someone pressed her shoulder and pushed her back.
Drag in direction.
Judging from the strength of the two, they are not the same person.
Yu Zi turned her head and saw two faces.
One picture was very clear, it was her great-uncle in a scribe's gown; the other picture was very imitative, but judging from the starched white but very clean women's dress, the other person was a woman. Yu Zi couldn't see the woman's face clearly.
But I intuitively feel that the other person should be very gentle and beautiful.
Yu Zi opened her mouth.
A title he hadn't heard of for many years stuck in his throat.
Yu Zi turned her head and glanced in the direction of the old couple. The two of them had merged into one body at some point, and their two ferocious heads kept shouting words of death. Their arms and legs were stretched very long, and they wanted to drag her away with their teeth and claws.
Zi pressed the hilt of the sword.
With a cold face, he quickly drew his sword out of its sheath.
The monster sneered sneerly, and its voice was full of malice. It looked like a man but not a man, a woman but not a woman. Like a lingering ghost, it stretched its neck very long, provoking in her ears from left to right: "Parricide?"
These two are your blood relatives. The unscrupulous descendants killed their blood relatives for a moment of grudge. If this incident spreads all over the world, how can you, Yu Weiheng, have a place to stand?]
Yu Zi's knuckles turned white and blue due to exertion.
The other party continued to confuse her: "You are not as good as Lin Lingde, and you are inferior in every way! She is a noble daughter of a well-known family, adhering to the family motto, and comes from a famous family. What about you? Your biological mother was betrayed by others, and she was dismembered by her own hands.
Son, you have been a mother in vain! You have been reduced to a beggar for several years. If it were not for this opportunity, where would you be now? Starved to death, frozen to death, or sent to work as a prostitute? This ending should be your original life! Now
Do you deserve this? Anything that doesn’t belong to you will be lost sooner or later...]
[In terms of talent, she is in the second grade, upper middle grade. What about you? 】
[In terms of inheritance, she studied under Chu Wuhui, one of the three outstanding figures. Chu Yao took you for a while out of intercession. Your uncle still had an old grudge with him. In terms of reputation, Lin Feng was loved and admired by the common people.
Hucao, what achievements have you made that are worthy of praise? You are much older than her, and you gathered your literary mind later than she did. Now you don't even have a thorough understanding of the way of a scribe, tsk tsk——]
The heads of men and women whispered in her ears.
The heart-wrenching words come one after another.
Finally, the two heads spoke in unison.
【You should rot in the ground!】
【Take off your clothes!】
【There is no place for you to stand here!】
【You should stay in the mud and look up at the sky!】
Yu Zi narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered: [Are you done?]
The two heads were pressed against her face, and a sinister smile came from his mouth: [Do you think we are your grandma? No, Yu Weiheng, we are you!]
The two distorted faces turned into Yu Zi's face.
But before they could get too proud, the smiles on their faces froze, and the moment their heads flew up, Yu Zi's face was covered with black blood. Although the expression on her face could not be seen clearly, those gloomy eyes were very...
Bright: [So what?]
【No one is perfect, right?】
【The track does not care about the heart, right?】
[Why do we need to use the standards of saints to require ordinary people?]
The uncle and the woman standing behind Yu Zi disappeared at some point. Before disappearing, there was still a happy smile on the corners of the lips. Yu Zi took out the handkerchief and wiped the blood on the sword blade clean, holding it with his thumb.
Retracting the scabbard: [I don’t mind.]
Katcha!
The sound of glass breaking became clearer.
The darkness beneath my feet began to collapse.
The two heads burst into laughter like wind, and melted into a pool of water. Yu Zi stepped over it without looking at it. The scenery in front of her changed again, and the shouts of killing on the battlefield were clearly transmitted to her.
In her ears, it seemed as if it had all been her illusion before.
but--
Yu Zi knew very well that it was not an illusion.
She spent a quarter of an hour in consciousness, and reality was only a blink of an eye. In this moment, many subtle changes occurred in her body.
The depleted elixir palace is once again filled with pure literary spirit.
A subtle intuition lingered in her mind. She didn't need to study it carefully to know that it was her unique voice.
Her way of being a scribe.
As soon as your mind moves, you will know the whole picture.
Then, Yu Zi's eyeballs trembled!
The joy that had not yet appeared on the corner of her lips was replaced by bitterness, and strong helplessness rushed towards her. Yu Zi's hand holding the pillar subconsciously tightened. Sawdust fell in her palm, leaving a fingerprint that resembled a lake. Soon,
Her thoughts were brought back by the blooming blood flowers. Three soldiers with unfamiliar looks joined forces to kill a heavy shield warrior with a broken arm, and his own injuries worsened. One of them was worried that the heavy shield warrior would get up again, and chopped off his head with a knife.
The head rolled to her feet and blood spurted out.
Add another layer to the bloodstains on her skirt that have not yet dried up.
"Weiheng, why don't you go down first?"
After Lu Ji supported Tu Rong, he retreated almost to the ground. He smashed the enemy's leg bones with two hammers. He slid to his feet and hit the enemy's head with another hammer. This cleared away the enemy soldiers who had climbed up the city wall. He was just about to take a breather.
, and saw that Yu Zi’s face was not good.
Thinking about Yu Zi's situation, she must have run out of literary energy.
Yu Zi pursed her lips and said, "I don't mind."
The move was a well-written word. The enemy who couldn't stop him rushed down from the ladder. The soldiers in charge hurriedly followed. There was a little guilt in Yu Zi's eyes and he struggled: "Zhi Zong, you don't need to look here.
It’s on.”
Lu Jidao: "Can you hold on?"
Yu Zi smiled complicatedly: "I can."
As he spoke, my great-uncle's previous chats came to mind. He said that a literary scholar had a strong sense of destiny. Because what he said would come true, he had to be more careful with his words and deeds. No one knows whether the reasons for unintentionally speaking out will come true.
A fruit for the future.
Yu Zi closed her eyes hard and then opened them again.
There was no trace of hesitation left in his eyes.
As she opened her mouth, the Wen Qi in the Dan Mansion began to stir like boiling water, gushing out along the meridians of her limbs and bones——
"The evil purple seizes the vermilion!"
As soon as the spirit of words came out, thick purple mist exuding a sinister aura flew out from her palm, and a strong wind blew up instantly. The howling wind was accompanied by ghostly whimpering, weeping and complaining. It gathered in the mid-air to form a huge one person tall.
The ball exploded!
The movement here quickly attracted the attention of several people.
Kang Shi initially thought that Jiang Sheng or someone else was having an outburst. After all, Jiang Sheng was the only one among them who was a perfect scholar and a great scholar. He was very impressive. However, when he sensed the literary spirit, he realized that something was wrong. This was not Jiang Sheng.
The literary spirit!
Lin Fengruo, who was thinking about how to use the [Corpse Vine] to expand his results, felt something and looked over: "Wei Heng?"
The owner of the explosive literary spirit is Yu Zi!
only--
Yu Zi's style of writing has lost its former peace and integrity, and has become a bit colder and weirder, with a vague sense of evil and filth that makes people uncomfortable. However, these styles of writing are harmless and orderly in chaos, and they don't seem to be out of control.
, which made her feel relieved.
Others had similar reactions.
Only Luan Xin's expression appeared a bit strange after several breaths. Others didn't know what happened, but Luan Xin was different. Everyone's information was open to him, including the newly awakened scribes.
The Tao of Yu Zi.
This is a brand new way of being a scribe.
To a certain extent, it is also his.
Thinking that it might come in handy in the future, Luan Xin took the time to take a look. Just one glance, and his expression became unbearable, and he sighed in his heart again - How could the lord do such evil just to attract these high-risk scribe masters?
Woolen cloth?
【Evil Purple Seizes Vermilion】!
When practicing the Way of the Scribe, you can seize the luck of the lord, colleagues and even the enemy, in exchange for 80% of the reward for your own side. You can capture as many enemies as you sacrifice your own people... This way of the Scribe is not called [Benefiting oneself at the expense of others], it is simply unreasonable! It is just a scribe
The way is the latest one to obtain, more specific information still needs Yu Zi to ponder and explore...
But...
The tone at the beginning is destined to be that this scribe's way cannot be friendly. If you study it in depth, there is a high probability that it is still evil.
Luan Xin silently blacklisted the ways of being a scribe.
Naturally, Yu Zi didn't know what Luan Xin was thinking about at this moment. She just felt that this scribe's way was powerful in a certain sense, and a voice in her heart said "It's over."
The feeling of holding power in your hands is fascinating.
The price is to harm all our own people...
Once it is leaked, how can you stand on your own?
Yu Zi was uneasy, but the situation on the battlefield left her no time to think too much. She could only take one step at a time, and plan the rest later. The incident happened suddenly, but Yu Zi's sudden outburst did greatly relieve the pressure here.
The battle line was held.
As the war progressed, good news came from everywhere.
The defense line at Chaoliguan is relatively stable.
Under the city wall, Yun Ce and others were fighting hard despite their strength. Although they were surrounded by enemies, they could not withstand Cui Xiao's scribe's blessing, and their lives were not threatened for the time being. Yun Ce fought his way through an icy bloody road, and passed from his head.
Come and get familiar with the sound.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
"Why did Zigu come down?"
Yun Ce was almost frightened by Xian Yujian. Fortunately, his body muscles had already memorized it, and he could hold the spear tightly without shaking even in this situation.
"The military advisor ordered me to come down to assist senior brother——"
They cannot stay on the city wall and defend passively, allowing the enemy to endanger the city wall defense line. Within a limited range, they must also attack to put pressure on the enemy and try to push the battle line outward.
They don't have many opportunities to fight side by side as brothers, but after all, they come from the same sect, so they naturally have a tacit understanding that requires no verbal communication, and they completely entrust their support to each other.
The combined power of the two is quite powerful.
With someone helping to share the pressure, Yun Ce became more skillful. He could penetrate the body of a heavy-shielded warrior with one shot, or three or five in a row. The efficiency was greatly improved: "Zi Gu, have you ever encountered someone with the mark of the master before?
A warrior?"
Xian Yujian said: "No."
Except for one senior brother, I haven't met anyone else.
Yun Ce heard the words and asked no more questions.
But the doubts in my heart became heavier again.
Because apart from the one he killed initially as a shield, Yun Ce later discovered two more, both of whom were young generals commanding an army of heavy-shield warriors. Although they were not very strong individually, the moves they used were completely different from those of their masters.
, but there were so many of them, and they all went to Huang Lie's tent... You must know that Yun Ce also worked under Huang Lie's tent for a while, but he didn't notice it at that time.
If they are really from the master's sect, why don't they recognize each other?
Yun Ce did not hide his inheritance.
He sighed inwardly. If he could survive this battle, he would have to find an opportunity to go back to the teacher and ask the teacher what was going on. The teacher had always been indifferent to fame and wealth, and did not like disputes. He could not let a scumbag use his name to cause harm.
His reputation as an old man.
Yun Ce made a decision while harvesting heads.
Xian Yujian didn't know all this.
at the same time……
Ah no, I should say not long ago.
Shen Tang is on his way here.
She held Zhang He's head in her hand and was extremely anxious.
In his eyes, he could only see the flames of war dyeing the horizon red in the distance, and in his mind were images of countless heavy-shield warriors attacking Chaoli Pass in a fancy way, and Wei Shou and Chu Jie, who were brutally killed one after another by Huang Lie's 16th-level superiors.
situation. I wish I could go faster.
Shen Tang increased his speed to the fastest.
Seeing the distance getting closer and closer, when she was halfway through the flight, a strong sense of foreboding sprouted in her heart. When she turned her head, she saw a bird flying out of nowhere and approaching her. Shen Tang was speechless in her heart.
.
Years of experience tell her...
These birds have shit in their bellies.
"roll--"
Shen Tang quickly surpassed them all.
Before I had time to rejoice, my vision suddenly turned dark.
In the blink of an eye, I lost control of my body. Haha, needless to say, my three-year-old self is about to come out.
She thought she would sleep as before.
but--
"Am I still awake?"
He cannot control his limbs, but he can still move his mouth.
This feeling is very subtle, as if someone is controlling the character in front of the owner, and the mouse in her hand is useless!
