The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 788

Chapter 788: Using the blood of enemy chiefs, we will unite for you and me

 In the sunset, thousands of miles to the west.

The injured Timur fled northward while being chased by Sanniang and Ying Wu, gradually approaching his Golden Wolf Palace.

Obviously, it is impossible for the Royal Court to go out in full force, there will still be strong people staying behind to avoid being backstabbed. There is also hidden strength among the strong men. If he can get help, Timur will at least have time to take a breath and get rid of Sanniang and Ying Wu who are clinging to him like candy.

 We will make further calculations at that time.

The royal court can be seen in the distance ahead, and one can feel that the military equipment is still in good condition and has not been affected by the chaos ahead. This is normal. How fast they ran away from the battle in Yujing, and the defeat ahead has not yet reached here...

Just as he was thinking this, the sky collapsed.

The situation changed drastically, the energy flowed, and almost the entire grassland saw the moment when the wolf of the Holy Mountain transformed into a giant dragon and soared. Zhao Changhe's message spread to everyone's ears.

 The royal court was instantly in chaos.

Timur's heart skipped a beat, and then the space in front of him felt sluggish again.

Ying Wu was secretly performing tricks again, blocking his retreat.

A piercing sword light appeared out of nowhere and penetrated Timur's back!

 In fact, once you are really entangled, you will lose a few lives.

Sanniang sighed: "I knew you were not good-hearted."

In short, the effect is much better than Qiankun's single throw. Timur claims to be a warrior, but he has never seen such an inexplicable special property. Although he is obviously weaker than himself, he can break through his indestructible power without any hindrance. In the air, there was a "ding" sound, and the money eye was just on the tip of the spearhead. In an instant, a strange force encircled the war spear, and all the energy was trapped in a bound space, unable to escape!

Timur is completely baffled. Even if it was Snow Owl's ambush, you would have traces of it, right? What the **** is this? Just like the setting sun from the sky, it shines right here, so natural and traceless, but it contains deadly murderous intent.

 That was the sword energy she had buried near the royal court. She originally thought it would have no effect, but she unexpectedly saw such a fierce battle here.

 He can even feel what he should do if he wants to replace the Immortal God and become the faith of the grassland... The path is very clear.

 He was just knocked away by Sanniang and spit out blood. How could he have the ability to defend against such an inexplicable surprise attack?

 The sword energy penetrated directly through the back of the heart, went straight into the heart, came out from the front of the chest and flew away.

  “How do you say this? I have always invested in him, and the investment must be rewarded...”

This is his unique skill. Money can connect the gods and destroy the qi. In fact, it is also used in combination with the power of space... If Zhao Changhe were to see this, he would probably shout "What the hell!"...

 “Boom!” Two punches collided, and blood spilled from the corner of Sanniang's mouth. Timur was obviously in a worse situation. He was injured to begin with, and what he didn't expect was that in terms of the strength of his fists, this woman who seemed to only be able to pester and harass people, and defend them in various ways, turned out to be stronger than him!

 The Xuanwu Fist is the second most powerful!

The energy clashed violently, and both sides fell. Several spears stabbed Sanniang at the same time. The shadow of a faint tortoise shell appeared around her body, but not a single spear could hurt her hair at all.

Zhao Changhe stood on the altar and watched the changes in the sky above.

The sun sets in the west, and the sword glows.

The next moment, golden light flourished, and money roared out from the sky, breaking into the aura and reaching the tip of the war spear.

However, there was obviously nothing on Timur's side, but in the midst of the blood spurting and falling, there was a big warning sign in his head, and even the hair on his head stood up in fear.

 You can clearly feel the feeling that the energy channels inside and outside the pass are converging into one, which is invisible and intangible. After all, the trend is just a trend, and it still needs to be guided and grasped...but the feedback is very obvious.

This is also the first time that Zhao Changhe clearly knows whether the blind man is there or not when he cannot see her... and captures her presence and absence.

Ying Wu's smiling expression disappeared, and suddenly there was a golden copper coin in his hand.

Timur's Gangqi exploded, shaking off the snake whip, and the Xuanwu punch came to the face again. Timur also punched back, and he and Sanniang met again.

Timur swept furiously, and the space was distorted and shattered: "Ying Wu, at most you are a bit of a Hu Han. You are not a subordinate of Zhao Changhe, and you have a big feud with me. Do you really have to kill them all like this? Really? You have to be a dog to the hypocrite!"

"You fucking..." Temur fiercely stabbed backward with his spear, and the energy that penetrated the space flew straight towards Ying Wu.

 Zhao Changhe thought he would feel the blind man's presence, but he didn't.

Turning to look at Ying Wu, Ying Wu was covered in blood. He just lay down on the grassland with his arms and legs spread out. When Sanniang looked over, he grinned: "I have no strength, but it's okay. Since your man has controlled Lang Juxu Mountain, You can see the flow of energy right before your eyes, he will arrange it, just trust him."

 The defense of Xuanwu is unparalleled in the world.

Sanniang sat down in the distance with hard work: "Thank you this time..."

Of course there is no need to do this. If it is done, it will not be the eternal life. It should be to let the grasslands believe in the Night Emperor.

With the war spear being restricted in this way, Sanniang's snake whips had already trapped Timur one after another, as if he was about to capture him alive.

Timur let out a painful roar, staggered and turned around, bypassing the chaotic royal court, and fled to the northeast, spilling blood all the way into the sky.

 And the "Tao" related to this sky - the trend of the unity of the world and the integrity of the way of heaven.

Sanniang swung her whip and beat up the strong man from the royal court who had sneaked into the attack. She also vomited a mouthful of blood. Timur was indeed worthy of being the best in the world, and her injuries were also very serious.

However, the money penetrated the Gang Qi but did not completely offset the Gang Qi. The Gang Qi still rushed towards Ying Wu. He waved his hand to block it, and his whole body was covered with blood and he fell backwards.

 The blind man is not around, but she exists, in Hangu. The so-called way of heaven does not seem to exist...it is disintegrated and cannot form a concrete image. But with this seclusion, the feeling of fragmentation began to gradually heal, and there was an introduction to completeness.

Even if Sanniang's snake whip rolled around him, Ying Wu's life would not be easy!

Ying Wu smiled slightly: "It's boring for you and me to talk about this...After this incident, I asked Zhao Changhe to help me with something. Will he help me?"

 When her subject is not around, she is not there...it is not the long-lasting way of heaven that is omnipresent. She is still far away from this step...she is indeed not the way of heaven.

At this moment, several other spear shadows suddenly rushed up and stabbed Sanniang's side. It was the strongest men in the royal court who were at the bottom of the box and came to support them when they saw the Great Khan fighting hard in the air.

 You can faintly detect another piece of sky in it, which is the so-called "Eternal Sky", which is actually part of the heaven.

Ying Wu almost didn't laugh out loud: "Why did the Great Khan say such childish words... If you beat a snake and don't die, you will suffer the consequences instead. The Great Khan understands this truth better than Ying. Ying has done what he did this time, and once he is killed by the Great Khan in the future Free your hands, my brotherhood has no defense in the Western Region, and the first one will be fried by the Great Khan. So until the Great Khan dies, Ying will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Yue Hongling, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret realm of Changshengtian, suddenly opened her eyes, and a sword light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Zhao Changhe breathed a long sigh of relief when he came back to his senses and turned to look at the grassland elites who were prostrating themselves all over the mountains and plains.

He could see that Temuer was stabbed thousands of miles away by Hong Ling's buried sword energy. This was really the daughter of destiny. She was so close to being asked to take the enemy chief's head from thousands of miles away... Now it's barely possible, Temuer. At this moment, your energy was completely captured by Zhao Changhe's observation. As long as you are still in Mobei, you cannot escape his pursuit.

 You can also see that the Golden Wolf Army suffered heavy casualties under the pursuit of Batu and Wu Weiyang. Huangfu Yongxian advanced with a large force, and the forward could already see the royal court.

The Golden Horde, which has been roaming the grasslands for more than 30 years, has been declared destroyed. There is no longer any suspense. What remains is the question of how to end it.

I have to say that the feeling at this moment is really an explosion of accomplishment, more exciting than any single victory. It is a nation's conquest, a lasting achievement, and immortal history.

 No wonder so many emperors devoted themselves to expanding their territories.

 “Lover.”

"Huh?" I don't know since when, I have become so accustomed to calling him Qing'er. Huangfu Qing stood behind her and looked at his back. She always felt that he was getting taller and taller, which made people excited. It's really irritating. It's obvious that I arranged a lot of the arrangements for this battle, but why does it always feel like he's still at the center of it? Who is the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces...

Zhao Changhe was saying: "The words I just said have been released. I feel that these temple guards have lost their energy, but I clearly feel that many tribes outside are not convinced and are even ready to move. The clouds in all directions are chaotic. .”

Huangfu laughed heartily: "It is conceivable... For a long time, due to various factors such as transportation, the Middle-earth cannot rule even if it defeats the grassland. At most, it can only restrain and comfort, which is more scattered than the Miao border. In their hearts, We will eventually go back, and when we go back, they will have a new King Khan. Maybe we defeated Timur, who has been pressing on his head, which will be a good thing for some people, such as vultures hunting teeth."

Zhao Changhe whispered: "So I may have to work hard for you for a while, lead the crowd to pick out a few dissatisfied people, and kill chickens to scare monkeys... It's like vultures hunting for their teeth."

Huangfuqing smiled slightly: "That's what I meant. Actually, they didn't understand one thing..."

"Um?"

"This time our war, the most critical thing is not the artillery, nor your and my war plans, or the so-called flow of energy... What is really the most critical thing is the change in transportation, which broke their war routine, so they misjudged everywhere."

"Um."

"But this thing is not only reflected in the war." Huangfu Qing said: "With the support of the storage box, we should be able to build a city and build roads here, and directly bring the grassland into the scope of governance. Xue Canghai was still talking about it before Don't transfer the population to the inside of the pass. I think the population outside the pass can be used now, and there is no need to move it around. In other words, the usual thinking of not being able to directly control the grassland is different."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "I'm not very good at this, I just watch and do it."

Huangfu Qing raised his gun and held his fists in a serious military salute: "Ask Xue Canghai to guard the area around here for you. I will lead Shao Zong and other light cavalry to the west. I need to cooperate with my father in encircling and suppressing Temur's remnants... If it is true according to what you said If any big tribe makes trouble, it will only be on that side, as this place is already ruined."

After speaking, he sighed and stretched out his hand to straighten his blood-stained clothes: "You should heal your wounds here, and don't bother yourself too much... The most injured person in this battle is Li Shentong, and the second injured person is yourself. If you don't heal yourself properly, , I'm afraid it will damage the foundation.”

Zhao Changhe said: "You are also injured..."

Huangfuqing smiled slightly: "My little shock injury is nothing... If you want to help me heal, then..."

She turned around and looked around, and saw a group of stunned Blood God cultists and temple guards all over the mountains and plains. There was some stern pride in Feng's eyes, and she suddenly reached out and hugged Zhao Changhe's neck: "Kiss me."

Zhao Changhe hugged her slender waist obediently. The touch of the cold armor gave her an even more strange experience at this moment, and he kissed her fiercely.

 At the top of the mountain in Langjuxu, the sun sets in the west and the wind and clouds rise.

The coach was not wearing a helmet, with his ponytail held high as he kissed his beloved man on the top of this conquered mountain. The wind blew her ponytail high, and also blew her fiery red cloak. The cold armor outlined the beautiful curves. A spear stood beside her, with the red tassel on the tip of the spear floating like fire.

 The soldiers and horses on both sides looked up, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

After a long time, Huangfu Qing pushed the man away, pulled out his spear, and turned back down the mountain: "Who can speak in your temple?"

 An old shaman raised his head slightly: "Commander..."

"There is no need to say more. If you are willing to surrender, the wounded will recover, and those who are able to move will accompany me on the expedition. I need your shaman to accompany me to give comfort and advice."

"…yes."

“The Blood God Religion Department will stay at the Holy Mountain to guard the prisoners and protect your Holy Son... The remaining three armies will follow me westward!”

 Zhao Changhe watched Huangfu Qing lead everyone down the mountain. Xue Canghai's loud voice drove the injured in the temple to rush to the mountainside to set up tents. The top of the mountain became deserted again. At this time, Yue Hongling slowly walked out of the secret realm and stood beside her, tilting her head to look at him.

Zhao Changhe asked: "How does it feel to take the head of an enemy chief thousands of miles away?"

 “It didn't work out.” Yue Hongling felt a little regretful.

"Almost..." Zhao Changhe laughed: "You also said that the pre-embedded sword energy was not used, so I feel that you are the destiny of God."

 “Isn't this about you?”

“Me? My luck is concentrated in getting you.”

Yue Hongling laughed dumbly.

Zhao Changhe asked: "Why couldn't you hide in there just now?"

"Sister Zhuque is the coach, so I won't come out to compete with her." Yue Hongling smiled narrowly: "It's great now, you and I are side by side."

Zhao Changhe said nothing for a while. The two stood side by side on the top of the mountain and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

 The sea of ​​clouds at dusk, orange and red, is very spectacular. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the clouds and shines on them, creating a hazy halo. There is a river in the distance, and the setting sun reflects in it, making it sparkling, and a solitary owl flies by, fleetingly.

Xue Canghai, who was at the foot of the mountain, raised his head and saw only two black shadows in the light. His eyes were bright and the scenery was beautiful.

The two figures got closer and closer. Yue Hongling leaned lightly on Zhao Changhe's shoulder and whispered: "This sunset is the Xiapei I got married to."

 Zhao Changhe turned to look at her.

Yue Hongling did not raise her head, and there was a rare blush on her face: "You said before... If you don't propose marriage to my master, you should propose marriage to heaven and earth on the top of Langjuxu Mountain. You and I hold hands with swords and ride horses on the yellow sand. The fate of the two formed a painting at this moment. This magnificent scene of the setting sun and the solitary owl reflecting on the long river is the flower candle for you and me. The blood of the enemy chiefs is the Henan wine for you and me."

Zhao Changhe turned around, lifted her chin, and asked in a low voice: "Then...what do you want to call me?"

 When we meet in the world one day, what will you call me?

Yue Hongling raised her head and looked at him for a long time, her eyes sparkling: "Husband."

After the reunion in Xiangyang, Yue Hongling never mentioned the matter of leaving to pursue her own career, and always stayed with Zhao Changhe. But from that time on, her light seemed to gradually fade away. From the brightest ray of light in the sky, it was absorbed into the clouds and dissolved in the sky. She silently watched the changes in the world, and what she exerted was auxiliary. The sword became a part of the formation.

 Many people in the world, including Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling themselves, will wonder whether this is not suitable for her, and whether sooner or later, she will end up in the world on her own.

 However, it didn't.

She is who she is after all. Even if she is only a part of the formation, she can still play the most different role. Although her body is limited, this sword has no boundaries.

The only difference is that the sword was shining brightly at that time, but Yu Yu was walking alone in the wind and sand in the desert. Now the sword's light is in its sheath, but his mind is peaceful and peaceful.

That means the wanderer has a home.

"There is always a family." She took Zhao Changhe's hand generously, turned around and walked towards the secret realm: "Although I have been eaten up by you long ago... But I still feel that this is you and me. bridal chamber."

Zhao Changhe also said: "I also feel that although I seem to have done everything, I only got you now."

Yue Hongling chuckled: "My husband deserves it."

Although a blood-evil gem was picked up from the spirit-gathering formation of the Immortal God, it was only used to sharpen the blood and murderous intent. The overall spirit-gathering effect is still there, and it can be used with a little repair.

There are bright lights everywhere, forming an independent space surrounded by clouds and mist.

Yue Hongling took Zhao Changhe's hand and entered, surrounded by clouds and clouds, like a gauze curtain.

The sun has completely set, and the top of the mountain is completely silent.

She took the initiative to untie Zhao Changhe's clothes for the first time, gently touched the scars branded by the thunder, and whispered: "I will help your husband heal his wounds."

 (End of this chapter)

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