man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 289 The Three Ways of Heaven, Earth and Man (4500 words)
The appearance of "Snowman" brought a moment of turmoil to the march.

I don't know who shouted "there is an assassin"!
"We're 'The Brotherhood.'"

"We hide in the night, we yearn for the dawn."

"Everything is false, everything is permitted."

Pei Gaoya first showed astonishment, then ecstatically, muttering in his mouth, he slapped the head of one of the snowmen and smashed it hard on the ice.

After quickly finishing off an assassin, Pei Gaoya jumped up high, his whole body ignited with raging flames, the flames turned into a hooded cloak and covered Pei Gaoya's body with a thin layer like a gauze.After a short pause at high altitude, he quickly bent down and rushed down, like a fireball, with him as the center, the surrounding ice and snow melted in the blink of an eye, turning into snow water.

One punch at a time, extremely efficient.

The monk was also being watched by the assassin, and the monk's face changed drastically and he shouted "Don't come here". This cowardly tone made the assassin stop suddenly, which was never expected.But what is even more unexpected is that the monk changed his face cowardly, killed a carbine, grinned and punched, and punched the assassin's chest into a terrifying pit. With a click, the internal organs were shattered, and the assassin Foam of frozen blood flew out from the mouth.

"Ah! Wait a minute, don't do too many murders!"

The monk said for a while not to kill people, but in a blink of an eye he killed people harder than anyone else.

Such weird behavior caused the soldiers to look sideways, staring at the monk with perverted eyes, and unknowingly moved away a little, for fear that the strange monk next to the prince would go crazy and kill his own people.

Feng Bei took off his gloves at an unimaginable speed. In the blink of an eye, he revealed his white palms, and lightly slapped a "snowman" beside him. He was looking worriedly at Zheng Xiu, and saw Zheng Xiu Unhurriedly raising his arms, two blood-stained chains came out from the long sleeves of his hands. With a clatter, the two chains bound an assassin.

The bound assassin didn't struggle at all, a sneer appeared on his yet-to-be-formed face, and he opened his mouth to spray white mist towards Zheng Xiu's face.

Zheng Xiu originally wanted to keep alive, but the other party seemed to have no intention of living.Taking a few steps back, Zheng Xiu pulled and pulled vigorously with both hands, and the huge force smashed the assassin to pieces.

"Tsk, no accident, it really did happen."

Qing Shisan didn't know when he came near Pei Gaoya, and secretly rubbed the cigarette stick beside Pei Gaoya.

"I can't open the fire book, so Lao Pei borrows a fire!"

Qing Shisan was puffing on his cigarette, and finally felt it, and his figure gradually disappeared in the thick fog.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Severe coughing sounds came from different directions.

Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Qing Shisan narrowed his eyes, moved when he heard the sound, and shuttled through the dense fog like a ghost, killing ten people in one step.In the end, the posture was frozen, still smoking, as if he had never moved.

"Go!"

In the chaos, several snow-white figures approached Huo Huo. Huo Huo smiled coldly, shouted, and raised his knife to block it.

Not far away, Shen Shizong let out a muffled snort, and was stabbed in the ribs without pain. The next moment, he stabbed out with the spear with his backhand, and his graceful figure ran through the battlefield like a straight red line. A barbarian corpse with pale skin.

Huo Huo's "hands off" was not for the soldiers to meet the assassins, but...

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Samba yelled in horror, and the next second a knife was placed on Samba's neck.

The fifteen barbarians who had followed the main army all the way, were pinned down by the soldiers around them as soon as they got up, and they were pinned down on the snow ground and could not move.

As for Zheng Xiu.

Boom!

The heavy shackles on his wrists made a sound like gold and iron clashing. After he easily eliminated an assassin, the other assassins were eliminated by others without even humming a few times. Such an efficient counter-kill made Zheng Xiu Xian had nothing to do, looked around, and soon he took the current situation into his eyes.

Zheng Xiu narrowed his eyes, looking at the body of the dead assassin.

They are wrapped in simple white fur with bare limbs.Strangely, their skin was as white as snow, and when they died, there was a faint ice mist on their bodies.

Stretching out a hand, the body temperature of the assassins was terribly low, unlike humans.

Zheng Xiu pinched the assassin's face as if no one else was around, and examined them separately: pupils, mouth and nose, tongue, and ears.

"Other places are no different from ordinary people."

So the question is: what are they?
Zheng Xiu stepped on the corpse, the melting snow, and the river bed step by step.

With every step, someone died on the river bed.

With every step, the commotion subsides a little bit.

Until he came to Yue Linglong.

It's quiet now.

Pei Gaoya unhesitatingly took off the flame gauze clothes on her body, stepped on the stagnant water and wandered on the river bed, looked down here and kicked there, to see if she could pick up the ones that were still alive.

"Don't look, they're all dead."

Qing Shisan dissuaded him speechlessly, took a strong puff, and extinguished it.

In order to go further into the path, he imposed restrictions like shackles on himself.

At this moment, the word "self-discipline" was written all over Qing Shisan's face.

"Princess……"

The commotion caused by the assassins did not affect the old man Samba from the beginning to the end. He walked towards Yue Linglong with anxious face and trembling legs, but was stopped by Qing Shisan on the way.Qing Shisan lightly tapped the cigarette stick in front of him, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Old man, don't worry, let the prince and his young couple have a little whisper."

Samba turned blue.

Shen Shizong and Huo Huo had lightly casualties on the river bed, checked the corpses, and ordered the soldiers to continue to be vigilant in case there were new attacks.

"General Huo, your hand?"

Shen Shizong noticed that Huo Huo's arm was covered with a layer of white frost, and the skin under the soft armor was bruised and purple, which turned out to be frostbite.

Huo Huo began to warm up in one, two, three, four on the same spot, and exhaled a stream of hot air, which condensed into white mist.He moved his body and scolded: "These barbarians are a bit evil. Just now, when Lao Tzu's knife touched them, he was frozen in the blink of an eye. I don't know what thaumaturgy was used. It's unheard of. It seems that in the past 20 years, the barbarians have also Learned something new."

As Huo Huo swaggered and did radio gymnastics, the chill in his body dissipated little by little, and his frozen arms returned to rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Xiu came to Yue Linglong with doubts.

In the chaos, a small world seemed to be cleared between the two, and it was extraordinarily quiet.

Yue Linglong covered her face with a cloak, facing Zheng Xiu's questioning gaze, she raised her head without fear, and looked at Zheng Xiu calmly with her clear eyes.

Zheng Xiu looked at Yue Linglong's eyes that were not at all guilty, and even showing a bit of stubbornness, and couldn't help smiling.

"explain."

Zheng Xiu's words.

Not "You owe me an explanation," or "You don't have anything to say," or "You just can't explain."

Not declarative sentences, interrogative sentences, rhetorical questions.

It's "command".

The savages let out squeaky roars, and the veins on their foreheads were exposed.

But the generals put their weapons on their necks and pressed them to the ground, not daring to move.

"It's noisy."

Zheng Xiu made a gesture.

Just as Qing Shisan was about to move, Pei Gaoya didn't have the best time to move, so she moved faster, strode forward, and stepped on the neck of a barbarian, with a click, the neck broke.

In an instant, the noisy savages were stunned, stopped breathing, and remained motionless as if petrified.

In their impression, people in Dagan are well-behaved and polite; they believe that people in Dagan will obey the diplomatic relations between the two countries and not kill each other.No one expected that the seemingly handsome and gentle Scarlet King would strike at the slightest disagreement.They suddenly thought of "Damiba" who gave out blood because of his recklessness in Xiangmanlou. Yue Linglong was the only couple—until the wolf king ordered Yue Linglong to go to Daqian to make a kiss.

Zheng Xiu didn't know that he had inadvertently stolen someone else's favor, so he ordered to kill one person lightly, his ears were clean, Chi Wang was satisfied, his deep eyes were piercing, and he looked at Yue Linglong.

"They are members of the Snow Clan."

Yue Linglong heard the crisp "click", closed her eyes, her heart was ashamed, and said indifferently: "There are ten clans that are the most powerful in the wasteland. Once the wolf king dies, the next generation of wolf kings will be selected from the top ten clans." out."

"Oh?" Huo Huo's eyes lit up, he keenly caught some clues from Yue Linglong's words, looked at Shen Shizong, and nodded secretly.

Zheng Xiu groaned, taking the eye contact between Huo Huo and Shen Shizong into his eyes, he didn't point it out, and continued to ask calmly: "What are the top ten clans?"

Yue Linglong replied truthfully in a tone that could not tell the difference between joy and sorrow: "Wind, flower, snow, moon, thunder, flame, swamp, forest, mountain, beast. Over the years, the ten major clans have always chosen the best successors in turn." , to succeed the Wolf King.

"You're lying." Huo Huo suddenly sneered, "When General Zheng entered the wasteland more than 20 years ago, we sent people to inquire about the distribution of your troops and the humanities of your clans. There were no such ten clans as you mentioned."

"No, she didn't lie."

Zheng Xiu suddenly said in a very low voice, then his voice became louder, he frowned, and motioned to Yue Linglong: "You continue."

Huo Huo let out a muffled snort, without further retorting, he closed his mouth and listened quietly.

Yue Linglong still had the indifferent expression like a corpse: "We have been living in this wasteland for a long time, enduring famine and severe cold. Our ancestors lived tenaciously and multiplied to this day. We have always been in awe of the wasteland, Gradually, the thunder in the sky, the snow on the ground, the violent wind, the soil on the mountain, the moon among the clouds, the swamp exuding the stench, the endless jungle, the beasts walking in the forest... the ancestors were in awe of these, We still believe that as long as we fear them, we can live safely in this land..."

"Gradually, the harsh weather and barren soil in the wasteland, everything that our ancestors endured, became our belief and our clan totem."

It has to be said that Yue Linglong learned Dagan Chinese well. Even though her voice was not emotional at all, from her tone, Zheng Xiu seemed to see a group of barbarians who, in the struggle against natural disasters and man-made disasters, lived like more and more ignorant.

"About 20 years ago, the first 'Swamp Witch' appeared. His piety was exchanged for the mercy of the wasteland, and he could use the great power of the swamp."

Yue Linglong looked into Zheng Xiu's eyes: "We later changed the clan to the name of our totem. My clan is 'Moon'. We who respect the full moon, under the brilliance of the full moon, we can get the protection of the full moon." .”

Saying that, Yue Linglong lowered her head, as if the scorching sun in the sky made her feel unwell, her whole body trembled slightly.Zheng Xiu vaguely saw patches of red spots appearing on her face.Zheng Xiu sighed in his heart. He wanted to be tougher, but later he softened his heart. He drew an umbrella casually to shield Yue Linglong from the scorching sun in the sky.

Yue Linglong took over the scarlet painting umbrella, and she watched Zheng Xiu bite his finger and squeeze out the blood, the handle of the umbrella seemed to still have the warmth of Zheng Xiu's blood.

"So, there is no doubt that the people who attacked us must be members of the Snow Clan."

On the side, Shen Shizong, who has been listening quietly, touched the lifelike umbrella curiously, and his heart was outrageous. Hearing this, he sneered: "You are all in the same group, didn't you deliberately assassinate my uncle in the name of marriage?" Do the pillars of the Red King, so that our great emperor loses his important right-hand man?"

"Uh...not really." Hearing Shen Shizong's words, Zheng Xiu, who was thinking about the barbarian thaumaturgy, blushed and waved his hands quickly: "Not at all."

Shen Shizong is Zheng Haoran's obsessive younger brother, he seemed to place this admiration on Zheng Xiu's head in his words, saying that the assassination they encountered was all due to the Red King.

At this time, the monk who had been silent all this time, scratched his bald head, and said with a puzzled face: "Didn't you propose to marry me? This is not what our elder brother is happy with. Brother monk has no shortage of wives." The monk almost put himself in the Red Palace. Speaking of what he had seen and heard, he was afraid that others would not believe it. After seeing other people nodding vigorously in agreement, the monk continued: "People from other clans, do you not agree to this marriage?"

Swish!
Everyone looked at the monk.

The monk rubbed his scalp in bewilderment: "Your monk is wrong?"

Shen Shizong slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's right!"

Huo Huo nodded: "It hits the nail on the head."

Zheng Xiu wondered: "Did you just see it?"

This time even Huo Huo couldn't help laughing dryly.

They did just see it.

They thought it was a trap specially set for them.

"It seems that the road ahead is not easy."

Huo Huo sighed, counted the manpower, let his subordinates rest for a while, and started on the road again.

Zheng Xiu's mood was inexplicably complicated at the moment.

The changes in Beiman must have something to do with Baili Village, which caused everything he did 20 years ago.He prevented the candle ceremony, and the human pillar was incomplete, so that various strange events began to happen all over the world.But after thinking about it, Zheng Xiu secretly gritted his teeth. Everything he did was absolutely right. No one died because of the so-called "world peace".If his father was also because of this incident, then...

Recalling the thaumaturgy of the Snow Clan, Yue Linglong's words made Zheng Xiu scratch his head, and gradually figured out one thing.That is about the large blank area under [Prisoner] in the portal map.

He has never been able to imagine what the door to that blank space is.

Now Zheng Xiu vaguely understood.

Ten clans: Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon, Thunder, Marsh, Mountain, Forest, and Yan.

And "beast".

"Heaven, earth and nature..."

"People absolutely cannot 'play'."

"There is only awe and worship..."

"This kind of awe makes them gradually integrate into nature, and infinitely... approach them."

"Heaven, Earth, and Man! Three Ways!"

"Natural landscapes, ferocious beasts, and... Strange people!"

"This is the original face of the 49 lights when I saw the prisoner!"

After pondering for a long time, Zheng Xiu suddenly came back to his senses: "Sure enough, it's a candle."

Zheng Xiu was almost certain that Zhu's real body was hidden in the Northern Man.

Yue Linglong was holding an umbrella, the handle of which was as warm as before.Taking advantage of Zheng Xiu's inattention, she quietly raised her eyes and saw a few small flowers painted on the umbrella, embellishing the blank space, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Actually, there was one thing that Yue Linglong didn't tell Zheng Xiu.

At the same time, this is something Yue Linglong has never been able to understand.

From the very beginning, Yue Linglong knew that her future husband was neither a prince nor the son of a high official.

His future husband can only be a "descendant of the Zheng family".

After she arrived in the capital of Dagan, Yue Linglong was surprised to find that Zheng Xiu, who was just a wealthy businessman in her father's mouth, had become the prince of Dagan.Therefore, the two people who belonged to each other made this political marriage a little more confident and natural.

No one objected, no hindrance.

The princess married the prince, as if it should be so.

Yue Linglong's curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and the shadows were colorful. Her thoughts drifted away, as if she had returned to the words her father said in the tent before she set off.

"My father promised an old friend 20 years ago that if you are a boy, you will be sworn brothers, and if you are a girl, you will be his woman."

"Father has done a lot of wrong things in his life, and he can go back on anything, but this...cannot."

"Go, my baby."

(End of this chapter)