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Chapter 170 168. Poison Tide, Demon Born, Dragon City, Assassination (7.1K words - Subscribe)
The cold wind blows from the depths of Mingshuang Mountain.

General Meng suddenly raised his head, stared at it for a long time with a pair of beautiful eyes, waved his hand and ordered: "Retreat thirty miles, and stand ready."

Since the enemy bypassed Longcheng and came to Mingshuang Mountain, they wanted to defeat her, or Dayan's reinforcements first;

Then, she would step back, and when Longcheng knew where the enemy was, she would complete a double-team with Longcheng.

And if it has not been successful, at most it has just returned to the original point.

after nightfall.
Xia Yan entered the new tiger stable, and in the dead of night, he quickly returned and replaced the original white tiger.

The "True White Tiger" who came back to the stable was a little suspicious of Husheng. It stared blankly at the fence in front of it, roared a little scared, pawed the ground in disbelief, as if doubting the reality of this world .

One moment, it was running happily in the forest, and the next moment, it suddenly appeared in this gray place again.

why?
Is it a dream again?

This roar summoned the female soldiers on duty.

"Mr. Tiger, what's wrong with you? Did you find something?"

Because of today's majestic and immovable performance of the white tiger in the face of danger, the female soldiers are ready to call it "Mr."

However, the white tiger just screamed "roar", as if he had seen a ghost, and was very disturbed.

The female soldiers thought it was hungry, and quickly fetched some meat to feed it.

When the white tiger had food, it calmed down a little, and began to eat with its head down.

The female soldier next to him was surprised to find that the white tiger's "spiritual intelligence" feeling seemed to have disappeared, and the "Mr." temperament was gone.

Its eyes are no longer alive,

Its movements also became rough,
Its attraction fell suddenly from the sky to the earth.

It no longer wants people to spend their lives with it.

The female soldier couldn't believe it. She looked at it for a while, then rubbed her head in doubt, and hurriedly called to her colleagues to let them see if she was wrong.

in other words
The white tiger in the daytime today was just an illusion, just a dream.

brush~~
A figure flew between the mountains.

The line of sight is calmly fixed ahead, while the perception area is released.

The figure is Xia Yan.

He quickly landed on a lonely cliff in Mingshuang Mountain.

The long wind blows the boy's gray robe, making a rustling sound.

The gray fog and the mountains retreated rapidly.

Because of the information carefully crafted by the Faceless Man, Xia Yan found the trace of the enemy without spending too much effort.

The Northern Mang army didn't even wear armor, but they were all wrapped in animal skins, propping up their powerful bodies, and hiding in the woods.

Xia Yan observed carefully
And around his body, there had been slight air currents oscillating, and these air currents formed a cover, blocking the normal detection from the outside.

This method was taught to him by Xiu Ji, it is very practical.

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. You can't wait until you become a feather"

"The so-called Dao is nothing more than making meritorious deeds and establishing words.

The job of copying the text, the master's book mountain, although it seems to have made a statement, but no matter what, it is not my own work. "

With a sharp expression, the young man walked more and more carefully.

Because he was cautious enough, his speed also slowed down a lot. It took him a full three hours to complete the investigation.

"Northern Mang Army, there are five teams in total, each team has about a thousand people, and these people are hiding in each."

"So."

Xia Yan made up his mind, his figure flickered, and he quickly came to the back of one of the group of people. After observing for a while, he replaced the last one of them silently, and then replaced the Northern Mang soldier, dormant silently behind a huge rock.

It was summer, and although the sun was not yet in the sky, the heat was unbearable, but the sting of sting was long gone, and the mosquitoes, ants and insects had already crawled out. At this time, in the quiet and empty mountain, they were making noises from time to time.

Xia Yan listened to the insects for a while, during which a few spiders even crawled onto him, and he brushed them off casually.

After lying dormant for a while, the Northern Mang soldiers still didn't move, and they didn't see any strong ones, at least they couldn't tell them apart.

Xia Yan found an opportunity, and quietly took off the Subaru Red Bead he was wearing, and put it in the Qiankun bag.

With the withdrawal of the red beads, all the insects in Mingshuang Mountain fell silent for a moment.

It seems that all the living creatures suddenly died, and entered a strange kingdom of the dead.

In the silence, Xia Yan raised his head slightly.

it has started
"Mr. Taibai who wrote down that he killed a person in ten steps and never stayed behind in a thousand miles, probably would not understand what it means to kill an army in ten steps and never stay behind in a thousand miles."

He was quite chivalrous and heroic in his heart.

Thoughts flow, but for a moment.

This eerie silence stunned the Beimang soldiers who were in ambush, and their hearts were full of uneasiness.

Then, the silence was broken.

Suddenly, for a moment, there was a dense sound, like a volcanic eruption, like an earth dragon turning over, and then, dense shadows, big or small, flowed from everywhere like streams and rivers, and all rivers returned to the sea, and soon turned into colorful The "tide water" in the sky is moving in the gray mist under the moonlight.

Seen from a height, it looks like strips of colorful blankets are weaving and converging, which is quite beautiful.

But these invading Northern Mang soldiers turned pale with shock, their faces ashen.

They recognized what this beautiful shade represented.
"Poison tide!"

"Poison Tide!!!"

"How can there be a poisonous tide?"

"Here. This is not the north. Why is there a poisonous tide?"

"How could the ash disaster appear here?"

"Zuwu, please bless us."

The Northern Mang soldiers no longer cared about their hiding places, stood up one by one, and started to run frantically into the distance, and as they ran, Xia Yan could see their bodies changing rapidly, some of them turned into The color of bronze, some turned into dark gold, and if their bodies collided with the surrounding boulders, the boulders would quickly collapse.

This is not the soul-fixing pile of the Lingshan clan;
Not the cunning soldiers and generals bred by the Dugu clan;
It's not the Guifang clan with a small number of people, but they have mastered crazy blood, stacked armor, and even some strange powers;

Nor is it the Inunong clan that can turn into giants
These Northern Mang soldiers belonged to clans that Xia Yan had never seen before, that is, Tiantu, Tuoba, Anxi, or Tocharo. As for which one, Xia Yan didn't know.

He also ran quickly following those, and the color of his body began to change, turning into an inconspicuous bronze color. [Red Sky Demon's Deceitful Suit] is really incomprehensible to mortals.

"what!!"

"Help! Help!!"

The screams were endless.

But Xia Yan was still running,

Because his "Poison Thinking III" has a range of influence, it is not enough to cover the entire Mingshuang Mountain, and now...he wants to bring the poison tide to the next ambush point.

The sound of "bang bang" falling to the ground kept coming from behind him, and none of the Beimang soldiers who fell could get up again.

No matter what kind of power those Northern Mang soldiers used, at most they killed the poisonous insects attached to them.

More weird poisonous insects quickly clung to them and penetrated into their seven orifices, making them lose their resistance very quickly.

Xia Yan gritted his teeth, waved his hands, and pretended to be a barbarian from Beimang. He ran very fast.

There are a few around him who run as fast as him.

But those are all with dark golden skin, obviously the elite of this army.

Those with dark golden skin were stunned when they saw a bronze-skinned one running as fast as them
Soon, they ran to the next Beimang ambush point.

The person with dark golden skin yelled, "Run, poison tide, poison tide!!"

In fact, there was no need for him to shout anymore, the thousand or so Beimang soldiers at the ambush point had already been spotted.

For a moment, no one spoke, and got up one by one, and ran away.

All Beimang people's response to the ash disaster can be summed up in one word: run! !
And now, they are following this way.

At this moment, they ran wildly with all their strength.

quickly
The people in the third, fourth, and fifth waves of ambush points were all picked up.

The intruders were very puzzled, why did they encounter the poison wave before they encountered the Great Yan army.

But at this time, they had no choice but to run.

If they encountered poisonous insects in the "Pure Land", they might not be so afraid, but here is the wilderness shrouded in gray mist.

Some of those poisonous insects have surpassed the category of poisonous insects, and have become some kind of ghost.

Xia Yan mixed among the intruders, and ran with his "little partner" throwing his arms aside.

He was relieved to see some old friends, such as the "Lingshan clan members who have pulled out the soul-fixing stake and are fleeing", these people were in the third wave of ambushes, presumably they were originally an assassin army that served as a "dagger".

And Bei Mang's leader, Grandmaster, was among the fourth wave of people. At this time, the Grandmaster had no choice but to run away.

"Why are these poisonous tides chasing us?"

"Yeah, I just discovered that no matter where we go, these poisonous tides are besieging us from all directions!"

"Could it be the people of Dayan? They have mastered the method of driving away poisonous insects?"

"Impossible unless one of them is a demon species! But it is impossible that no one can become a demon species"

Among the soldiers here, there are many Beimang elites, and Xia Yan, who was mixed among them, silently harvested a wave of information.

"Left!!"

"Go right!"

"Turn around!"

Someone commanded, trying to avoid the poisonous tide.

But it's all in vain.

Someone soon thought of splitting the lanes, but before they could implement it, they were already surrounded by dense waves of poison.

Dark forest, gray fog, moonlight
On the walls and on the mountain roads, there are colorful tiny bugs
This situation is a complete nightmare.

The Beimang invaders had no choice but to form a circle and began to resist the poisonous tide.

The Beimang master who led the team waved a heavy wave of air, using the energy of the world to disperse the poisonous tide, trying to lead the army out of the encirclement.

But once the poisonous insects surround this place, there will be more and more, how can they break through?

Going back and forth like this, even Grandmaster Bei Mang was consumed a lot, he looked around coldly, and the number of soldiers behind him became less and less.
The Northern Mang soldiers threw "poisonous bones" out from time to time, and those "poisonous bones" turned into black claws and rushed towards the poisonous insects.

But poisonous insects are not afraid of this poison at all.
And no matter how many cards they have hidden, when facing the overwhelming poisonous tide, especially the poisonous tide in the gray domain, there is only one way to die.

Because, the poison tide is not afraid of consumption at all.

Finally, when there were only dozens of people left, the Beimang master decided to run away by himself.

But as soon as he thought about it, sharp gun shadows rose from the sky and the earth.

Grandmaster Bei Mang couldn't dodge in time, and felt a strong pain.

Bang! !

He soared up, his consciousness was blurred, and then he was slapped to the ground by a huge force.

Immediately, he saw a shadow descending from the sky.

"It turned out to be a great inflammation
Does Dayan have demon species?
Could it be said that it is the natal treasure of a high-ranking master? Some final thoughts flashed through Grandmaster Beimang's mind.

boom! !

Xia Yan fell, mud and rocks splashed.

The head of the Grandmaster Beimang shattered like a watermelon, red and white mixed with mud and splashed.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the remaining Beimang soldiers froze
They backed away in horror, and some were still cursing: "Despicable and shameless Yan people!"

Xia Yan walked out of the smoke and dust, took out the "Suaru Red Bead" again, held a long spear, and beheaded the remaining Beimang soldiers vigorously.

The poisonous insects lost their source of attraction and appeared a little manic, but they scattered in all directions after a while.

Xia Yan touched the corpse again, but got nothing.

He followed the way he came, combed it again, and after confirming that no fish slipped through the net, he flew up and landed on a high lone cliff.

"Moo~~~"

The poisonous tide not only killed the people here, but also attracted a lot of strange creatures who ate the banquet.

The monsters were big or small, the big ones walked alone, while the small ones were in groups, "cleaning up" the corpses on the ground one by one, like a competent sweeper.

And a fiery red horned monster was walking slowly, passing by Xia Yan's side.

The huge pupils swept across his body, then slowly retracted, and then went further away.

Xia Yan looked down at the scene under his feet, stuck the spear behind his back, leaned on the spear, opened the air shield, and took a bottle of fine wine to drink.

After half an hour.
drunk
Xia Yan didn't wait for the follow-up enemy. This Northern Mang army may be the only one who carried out the surprise attack plan.

"Forget it, go back."

brush! !

The spear was raised and was retracted.

The wine jar was slapped casually, turned into dust, and disappeared without a trace with the wind in the gray mist.

The elusive boy also disappeared without a trace.

a few days later.

After repeated confirmation, Meng Shiyu's army waited for a follow-up support army.

The two armies joined together and quickly passed through Mingshuang Mountain and headed for Longcheng.

There were no more ambushes on the mountain.

Meng Shiyu only said that the enemy had retreated, she was on guard while riding the white tiger, but she felt that the white tiger under her crotch was a little weird, it didn't look as handsome as it was that day, but it just couldn't tell.

And when the army walked through the canyon, Xia Yan sat on a high cliff on one side, watching the majestic flags, going away.

The army goes far
Xia Yan fell silent suddenly.

He glanced at his state.

There is still a question mark after 【Eathering Conditions】.

In other words, he beheaded many invaders without letting him discover the so-called "Tao".

The young man in the demon suit changed his body shape boredly, thinking about "Tao".

Suddenly, he said: "The hell is not empty, and I vow not to become a Buddha."

Useless.

He said again: "May everyone in the world be like a dragon?"

Still useless.

He said again: "Heroes dominate the world, forever!"

Still useless.

Xia Yan felt a little irritable for no reason, and suddenly raised the spear in his hand. In an instant, several strange shadows separated from his body, held the gun together with him, and then flung it casually into the distance.

Bang!
boom!
The gun shattered.

The mountains in the distance were also broken.

"Why doesn't it work?"

After a moment of irritability, he calmed down.

As for this irritability, he clearly knew the reason—it was a side effect of cultivating the inner demon.

No matter how powerful the Wuchen Dzi Bead, Book Mountain, and Rain Characters are, they can't stop Xia Yan's many inner demons that he intentionally produced when he was discussing Dao with Master Mo and Mr. Yuan.

What's more, he and Mr. Yuan discussed the Tao in a dream.

In the dream, it means that the dust-free dzi beads, book mountains, and rain characters are almost useless.

Xia Yan closed his eyes, suppressed his inner demons with the spirit of the mountain of books, and then raised his hand to write Zhang Yu, and then felt the lightness in it, and then took out the dust-free dzi that was covered with gray and seemed to be broken, and looked at it again. The dust-free dzi was put back.

Yoshihisa
The boy suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Why is it useless!!"

The irritability in his heart resurfaced inexplicably. It was not so serious before, but after experiencing this great war, it suddenly seemed like sparks fell into the oil field, and suddenly there was a tendency to "explode".

And behind what he couldn't see, several strange shadows had appeared.

Looking at the silhouettes, there are scary men, dignified women, and even a gloomy little boy.
brush! !

Xia Yan, who was restless, turned into a water spirit and returned to Qilin Pavilion.

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai!" he shouted loudly.

With the moon in the sky, his voice echoed across the island.

And a door was hastily opened, and Grandmaster Bai, dressed in white, appeared in front of him, looking at him with concern.

"Get a bowl of noodles." Xia Yan said angrily.

"Good lord, just do a little work, I'll go right away." Bai Suli's voice was gentle.

After a while, the noodles came.

Xia Yan was eating noodles, and Xiaobai gently squeezed his shoulders behind him, and said softly: "My husband, don't be irritable."

"What do you know?" Xia Yan snorted.

After blurting out, he realized that what he seemed to say was wrong, so he fell silent.

In the flickering candlelight, there was a book spread out on the side table, which was the book Bai Suli usually read.

Turning the page in the book, Xia Yan happened to see a line of words when he looked at it——whatever you gain, you must lose. The faster you gain, the more you lose. Are you ready to lose everything?

"What book is that?" Xia Yan wondered.

Bai Suli let out an "oh", ran over to pick it up, and handed it to him, saying: "The old book in the pavilion seems to have been created by a giant in the world of magic in the past.
The title of the book is [Life-eating Magic Art], but it is a method of the heavenly level. It seems that by devouring the life essence of others, one can rapidly improve one's own strength
However, this method needs to be practiced with living people, which is extremely evil.

I wanted to be inclusive, and take a look at both righteous and evil exercises, so I took it out out of curiosity. "

"Death-devouring magic art." Xia Yan murmured.

He doesn't care about the method of the heavenly level.

But what he cares about is the phrase "everything you gain must be lost. The faster you gain, the more you lose. Are you ready to lose everything?"

"Xiaobai, help me boil some water, I want to take a bath."

"Yes." Bai Suli is like a well-behaved little lady, she does what her husband says, works hard without complaint, and has no regrets.

After a while.
Xia Yan soaked in the barrel, looking up at the sky.

But it was not a sunny day, even if it was dawn, the sky was still as thick as a mountain, pressing down heavily.

Thousands of miles away, it is golden light shining in the sky.

Iron cavalry and armored soldiers came to the Dragon City.

Headed by a golden armored female general riding a white tiger, and a black armored veteran riding a giant rhino
The female general is Meng Shiyu who leads the "Yulong Battalion", and the black-armored veteran is Huo Guang, the Yujing general who will join him later.

Coincidentally, this Huo Guang is the father of that fat little Huo Junxiong.

"Is this the Dragon City?" Huo Guang fought in the South before, and it was his first time in the North. He looked at the winding, long, thick and strong city wall in front of him, but he couldn't see the edge at a glance, and secretly felt in his heart. Shocked.

And at this moment.
click.
Click!Ka Ka Ka! !

Dragon City, it really looks like a dragon is spinning.

The battlements undulate, rustle and swim, like a dragon god.

Every heavy brick is a dragon scale.

Two eyes suddenly appeared on the gate of the steel city, and the old voice said: "Little Meng, why are you back again?"

"Old Lu, my father died on your back, then I will cut off the head of the Great Demon God and put it on your back too. Only in this way can he see it." Meng Shiyu replied.

The Great Demon God was the military master who defeated Zhao Wenxuan in Beimang, and his name was Houju.

And this movable steel city wall is exactly an ancestor in Dragon City who was put on the bright side.

This ancestor, the natal magic weapon and supernatural powers may all be related to the formation, so he joined the formation with his body and turned it into the Great Wall, and the land surrounded by it is the Dragon City.

As long as Yujing has been here, Dragon City has been there for as long.

Unlike Yujing Xiuji, many people know that the walls of Dragon City are also ancestors.

It's just that this ancestor is as stubborn as an old tortoise, and it's impossible for him to break through Dragon City through brute force.
However, correspondingly, as hard as the ancestor's "shell" was, his "attack" was weak.

Meng Shiyu would come to talk to this "City Wall" when she was a child, and "City Wall" had a good relationship with her.

at this time
Some memories flashed again.

At that time, she left Longcheng with the eldest lady and went to Yujing.

When leaving the city, the city wall said: "Little Meng, are you leaving?"

And she replied: "Old Lu, I'm not leaving, I'm going to practice! My father died on your back. When I come back, I will cut off the head of the Great Demon God and put it on your back. He can see it."

Now, she said that sentence again when she left.

The world is changing and unpredictable, but the vow in her heart has never changed.

The girl and the city gate were relatively silent.

"General, what's the matter?"

Others could not see the eyes of the city gate, nor could they hear the city gate talking to Meng Shiyu.

It was a little strange for them to see the general stop suddenly before entering the city.

"Xiaomeng, let's enter the city. The battle is about to begin." The old voice came, and immediately the two eyes on the city gate disappeared.

Meng Shiyu came back to her senses, she patted Baihu's head, held the gun and entered Longcheng.

As soon as she entered the city gate, the familiar neighbors came into view. These neighbors still had her memories. She still remembered that one summer, the general rarely came home, and then walked through here holding the little girl's hand.
But soon, she saw some familiar eyes. It was the old lady selling vegetables outside the city gate. The old lady's son died in the battle in Beimang. He was one of the 40 heroic souls who died.
She turned her head again, and saw an old man carrying a shoulder pole and ready to sell some mountain goods. The old man had two sons, the eldest son was Zhao Wenxuan's personal soldier.
She continued to scan, but she saw familiar eyes everywhere.

Those eyes looked at her as she rode past.

The old man who bought mountain goods suddenly said: "General Meng, kill all the Beimang thieves!"

The old lady said again: "Avenge my son!"

"General! We must defend Dragon City!"

More and more voices came from all sides.

The bloody feud that was so heavy that she couldn't breathe had been waiting for her in this city.

It was the hatred of her father and brother, the heroic souls of Dragon City's 40 elite soldiers.
Meng Shiyu closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, then stared, blushing, raised his spear, and scolded coquettishly: "Swear to destroy the Beimang thief!!"

"Swear to destroy the Northern Mang thief!!"

"Swear to destroy the Northern Mang thief!!"

Infected by the atmosphere, the soldiers behind her also raised their arms and shouted.

On a tall building not far away, a pretty widow was holding a pipe and smoking lightly, and beside her was an old woman with an ordinary face and a seemingly older age.

The pretty widow said: "Cao Qiong, the girl you like is here too, do you want to say hello to her?"

The old woman here is the old maid who has been in the Qilin Pavilion for hundreds of years.

The old maid said: "I thought she wouldn't come to the North."

The pretty widow smiled and said: "Once the sea was too difficult for water, except that Wu Shan was not Yun, that infatuated little emperor fell in love with a general who had a bloody feud, which is also interesting.

I also heard that the little emperor followed the example of Emperor Wu, lit a beacon on the head of the Six Route Army, and said, "I should be like a parting person for thousands of people in the world, and wait for the return of my beloved." "

The old maid smiled and said, "He is a good emperor."

The pretty widow said: "It's a pity. He is an emperor who can't live long. Few of the emperors of the Great Yan can live to a hundred years, but what can 100 years do? Huh~~~"

She grabbed the pipe and let out a deep puff of smoke, "Speaking of which, the Liuli Sword Emperor of the previous dynasty really imprisoned himself on that island for hundreds of years?"

The old maid said: "Didn't I just come out?"

After that, her expression became fierce, "I want to kill King Tuoba Lei."

"Then go, the army of Bei Mang has come out one after another. At this time, the various clans are in chaos. It is a good opportunity to make a move." The pretty widow took a deep cigarette, and then lightly sprayed it on the old maid. It seemed to be covered with a hazy layer of smoke armor, and the smoke dissipated immediately, but it seemed to sink into the body of the old palace lady.

The old maid looked at the smoke.

The pretty widow smiled and said: "Don't guess. This is my natal magic weapon. A puff of smoke, attached to the body, even if you are thousands of miles away, I can still help you.

At that time, if you can't kill King Tuoba Lei, I will attack him at a critical moment. "

The old maid smiled and said: "It is rumored that the emperor in the world of assassins has a rule that the avengers, in addition to preparing money, also need to exchange their lives for enemies.

The emperor of this world of assassins is you, right?
Your rules just don't want your secrets out, right? "

The pretty widow smiled and said, "You guessed it right."

The old maid said: "Do you think I won't be able to come back?"

After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for an answer, she got up suddenly, put her hands behind her back, and walked away.

The pretty widow said: "Shall we go now? Don't you want to see that girl?"

The old maid stopped for half a step and said, "No."

After all, the sword emperor of the former dynasty left the small building with his hands behind his back, the army was entering the city, and she was leaving the city.

There are thousands of miles of yellow sand, and the wind is rustling.
Because I have repeatedly modified some places, I still have a thousand characters left
The update time is also adjusted to become two updates in one, and it will be sent out around 11 o'clock every day.

In this way, there is more time to think at night and to revise the article without rushing.

(End of this chapter)