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General Black Donkey looked at Yi Mubai on the city wall, and Yi Mubai looked in the direction of the western suburbs of Shangjing.

In the green birch forest in the western suburbs of Shangjing, the first snow just fell, and several birds that were about to return to their nests were shot in the air.

There is no room for a living creature in the net.

Xiao Qishan turned his back and looked at a birch pulp-colored branch with a word left on it.

耳!

It was the handwriting of Xiao Kongqing, the younger sister of the Xiao family, but looking at the word "ear", Xiao Qishan couldn't help trembling in his heart, there was still a touch of blood on that word.

Those were the words that Xiao Kongqing left behind with all her strength. I am afraid that her fingertips were already bloody at that time.

"Seventh brother..."

Hearing a cry, Xiao Qishan turned around and looked at a woman, fearing in his heart that this was still a nightmare, a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

Siblings embraced each other, the woman looked at Xiao Qishan for a long time, two lines of tears were finally shed.

"Sixth Sister..." Seeing his former sister again, Xiao Qishan felt a sad yet sweet feeling in his heart.

The affection that is not enough to be understood by outsiders is not a relative who has been reunited for a long time, but more like a person who has died once and stands in front of the world.

"Let's go back to the camp." Xiao Qishan said, pulling Xiao Kongqing to the snow country's military camp.

In the king's tent, Mo Jun looked at the black donkey Xiao Wendao was leading, held a handful of Dragon Star Grass, and placed it near the General's mouth.

The general of the black donkey took a look at Mojun, rolled his eyes, snorted, and then stopped looking at Mojun.

"This donkey is spiritual, no wonder Yi Mubai is partial to it." Demon Lord Nan Zhu said, touching the black donkey's brow with his fingertips.

Unexpectedly, the black donkey general turned around and walked away, wagging the donkey's tail and swaying the donkey's buttocks, and farted loudly again.

Unexpectedly, Demon Lord Nan Zhu was not angry, and even laughed a few times.

At this time, Xiao Qishan walked in with Xiao Kongqing, glanced at Mojun, and then at Xiao Wenwen.

"Your Majesty, Dao'er has gotten into trouble again." Xiao Qishan asked, looking at the black donkey.

"Yi Mubai is really good at training such a donkey." Demon Lord Nanzhu said, looking at Xiao Kongqing.

"He recognizes you as a brother and has nothing to do with me. The demon clan is the demon clan, and Tianwu is Tianwu. Although my Xiao family is persecuted by the Emperor, I will not recognize a thief as a relative." Xiao Kongqing said coldly.

Demon Lord Nanzhu smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Today, I met two people with similar temperaments."

"Oh, which two?" Xiao Qishan asked with a faint smile.

"She and it." Demon Lord Nan Zhu pointed to Xiao Kongqing and General Black Donkey, sitting cross-legged with a light smile.

"It's not a human being, it must be a smart beast." Xiao Qishan said with a smirk on his face.

"No, the spirituality of this black donkey is no less than that of others." Demon Lord Nan Zhu said, his face retracting his smile.

Xiao Qishan looked at the expression on the face of the devil Nanzhu, took a glass of wine, and said: "The army of the Snow Country has arrived at the city, and the king's arrival in the world is just around the corner. Why do you have such a face?"

"Heh, it's been a month and a half since the southern expedition of the Snow Country, but when the war is raging, the people are struggling. Shangjing is right in front of us, and Qishan has a good plan." The devil asked, holding a mouthful of strong wine and pouring it into his mouth.

"Your Majesty, it's better to drink less. There is a banquet tonight, so don't forget it." Xiao Qishan reminded, but poured a glass by himself.

The fierce horses outside the tent are whistling, it is the quietest time.

"Your Majesty is sympathetic to the sentiments of the people, and I have already had a good plan to take down Shangjing without bloodshed. I only need three strategies." Xiao Qishan was about to say something, when a soldier bowed down in front of him.

"The empress is outside the tent, saying that she wants to see an old friend."

Empress Wang Zhuoer, dressed in a water-green dress, looked at Xiao Qishan with her wonderful eyes, and then set her eyes on Xiao Kongqing.

"Both of you are descendants of the Xiao family, and I, Wang Zhuoer, can be regarded as watching you two grow up. From then on, no matter whether it is Yi Mubai or me, Wang Zhuoer, everything owed to the Xiao family has been paid off." Wang Zhuoer Zhuoer said, turned around and left.

"Aunt Zhuoer." Xiao Kongqing shouted loudly, but failed to stop Wang Zhuoer's footsteps.

"The Human Sovereign escaped, but he didn't take her away. I don't know if it's because she didn't want to leave, or because she was in love." Xiao Kongqing said, her face turned pale.

"Those who don't understand will be revealed to the world tonight. Qishan's good strategy can also be revealed at the banquet." Demon Lord Nanzhu said, and went straight out of the big tent.

Before leaving for a banquet in Shangjingren's palace, Demon Lord Nanzhu took a bowl of wine and poured it on the saddle.

The gold and the iron horse are old, but in the old age of Lie Ma, he finally stepped into Shangjing City.

Back then, Xiao Qishan was Shang Jingcheng who breathed a sigh of relief. His thin shoulders carried the blood debt of the Xiao family and the poor family.

Today, Xianyi Numa is still the young man of that year, but unfortunately there are a few streaks of gray on his temples, and he can't remember what he looked like when he was young and fashionable.

Just passing by the dim sum shop that sold dim sum when I was hungry, and I took a quick glance, and I also changed into a newcomer.

In Shangjing Waifang, looking at Xiao Qishan who was hunched over and leading a black donkey out of Beijing, the blood debt he bore at that time, and the infamy he bears now.

Not to be envied is mediocrity, but not to be hated is useless.

The brothel is also a new building. Originally, Yi Mubai cut off the word "Danqinglou" and became a brothel.

Today, there is another new plaque with the words Danqinglou written on it.

In a daze, Xiao Qishan felt that he was still a young man here.In an instant, he walked around again with the butcher's knife in his hand.

He feels familiar with people who stare angrily and feel hatred in their hearts.

Yi Mubai stood in front of the Emperor's Palace, with his black hair straightened up, with a wooden hairpin inserted, still looking like a Taoist.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The black donkey general looked at Yi Mubai, brayed again, and a smile appeared on the donkey's face.

Yi Mubai held the reins of the black donkey general, and stroked the donkey's head, like a baby.

There is still a golden bell hanging under its head, and the golden bell will not ring for a while.

Yi Mubai took off the golden bell, but took out a note from it, glanced at it lightly, and said: "Qishan, the bell is so tricky, haven't you noticed it after all these years?"

Xiao Qishan said with a faint smile: "When I left Shangjing City, I knew the tricks of bells. But do you know why I insist on going my own way and go to Buzheng Mountain?"

"Don't talk about it, it's not easy to drink with old things." Yi Mubai said, threw the note under his feet, and stepped on it.

He led the black donkey into the palace.

Xiao Wenwen felt curious, and was about to pick up the note, Xiao Qishan said: "Don't look at it, back then I thought it was a cat crying for a mouse, but now it's up to God."

Mojun Nanzhu ignored the words of the two father and son, stepped into the human palace, and he stretched.

As if you were in your own back garden, walking leisurely forward.

The little black dragon Chunchun whispered beside Xiao Wenwen: "Old man, you have released the restriction on me."

"Back then, he imprisoned you in the underground palace of the brothel, I'm afraid he saved your life." Xiao asked, looking at the dark hall.

Yuhuangdian, this is Wang Zhuoer's new name, and the implication is that he wants the devil to see it.

Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from ashes.

In addition to the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of Tianwu Renhuang, the head of Shangjing Third Avenue Courtyard and Tang Sect Master Tang Shaoshui were seated in the hall. Except for the lack of Renhuang, there were not many others.

Demon Lord Nanzhu looked at the golden seat on the Phoenix Bathing Hall, and sat down on it.

For a moment, there was a murderous look in the hall, Yi Mubai frowned and said: "Why, the devil can't hold back his temper, so he wants to sit on this imperial chair tonight."

"Oh, I'm in a panic." The Demon Lord said, sitting on the head with a light smile.

The civil servant held his knife in a dignified manner. Seeing the manner of the demon king Nanzhu, although his teeth itch with hatred, he held his breath.

"Banquet." Yi Mubai said, filling a cup.

There are no beauties dancing, and no strings to accompany, but ordinary melons and fruits and a few dishes.

"I don't know how the devil is willing to retreat." Yi Mubai asked thoughtfully.

"Did Yi Wuzun start talking drunk before drinking?" Mojun Nanzhu smiled and glanced at Yi Mubai.

"If you don't retreat, you will not retreat. Can Tianwu be afraid of you?" A young junior shouted, his eyes showed hostility.

"Whether you're afraid or not, let the emperor tell you." Xiao Qishan said with a faint smile.

"Thief." The man cursed angrily, staring at Xiao Qishan.

"Heh, the word thief is very good, it's easy to drink." Xiao Qishan said, his face turned pale with anger.

"Back then, it was a big mistake not to punish the whole family of Xiao's family." The man said, wishing he could bite Xiao Qishan to death.

"The old case of the poor family was brought up, and it was said that the winner was a prince and the loser was a bandit. Now, it is appropriate." Xiao Qishan said, and glanced at the person.

"Qishan, do you really think that King Xiaoyue has no intention of treason?" At some point, Wang Zhuoer said standing by Yi Mubai's side.

"Yes, so what. No, so what. If my father had the intention of treason back then, then I will fulfill his will today. If not, the Xiao family is nothing more than a word of injustice. Wanli Jiangshan, Xia Yuanmo If you can sit, why can't the Xiao family sit? The knife is on my neck, why should I be grateful to you?" Xiao Qishan raised the corner of his mouth, his face full of evil spirits and madness.

Listening to Xiao Qishan's words, Mo Jun took a sip of his wine, he doesn't want to get drunk now.

"Chickens and dogs still want to survive, they insist on arguing for right and wrong, childish." Tang Shuishui said lightly, shaking the passing water fan, and glanced at Xiao Qishan.

"Kongqing, do you still hate Second Uncle?" Yi Mubai asked Xiao Kongqing again.

"Hate." Xiao Kongqing replied lightly.

"What a hate."

"I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood."

Listening to the hatred in Xiao Kongqing's mouth, Yi Mubai sighed.

"It's good to hate, I really should hate." Yi Mubai said sadly, not knowing what was on his mind.

"Back then, if I hadn't tied you up, brother, I wouldn't have held up my sword to go up to the hall to kill Xia Yuanmo." Yi Mubai said with a look of shame.

"You handed me over to him, and you harmed Kongqing." Wang Zhuoer asked with a stare.

"Hmph, Li Cang'er is the Emperor's younger brother, you already know it." Xiao Kongqing asked.

"Changing fate against the sky, Ziwei moved to the palace. On the ninth day of September, the seven kills will return to the emperor." Wang Zhuoer read a sentence, looked at Yi Mubai and said: "The way of changing fate back then was really at the end of Xia Yuan. made."

Yi Mubai didn't say a word, he didn't dare to look into Wang Zhuoer's eyes.The person she has admired all her life will become a cold-blooded butcher who treats people like chickens and dogs.

"He killed Rui'er to change his life, and he also wanted to kill Kongqing to change his life, didn't he?" Wang Zhuoer said, his face pale.

"Heh, Qishan." Demon Lord Nanzhu called out, and continued: "Your plan to take down Shangjing without bloodshed, why not talk about it now."