Chapter One: The Invasion of the Black Python Clan
Legend has it that in the ancient times, at the beginning of chaos, the sun and the moon rose together, and demons prevailed. All races multiply, kill each other, race wars, and destroy lives.
At the beginning of the war, because of the turmoil, the art of cultivation began, and the war did not stop, so that the heavens and the earth were broken, and the universe was flooded, so that the continent was divided into four.
History said, the Southern Spirit And the Northern Beast, the Eastern Man and the Western Demon.
The Eastern Continent is named Zixiao, and the three empires are divided into lands, namely Demon Cloud, Proud Sun, and Moon Worship.
Because of the prophecy of the Bagua God Chart, all ethnic groups looked at each other, and the thick clouds of war rolled in again.
This story began with the Demon Cloud Empire of the Purple Heaven Continent.
In the year 4120 of the Western Calendar, a certain red attic of the Demon Cloud Empire
Inside the attic, at a glance, there is a tai chi diagram hanging on the wall.
In front of the Tai Chi Diagram, ethereal green smoke rises. In the green smoke, a middle-aged man in a white robe was sitting on the Taishi chair, slowly flipping through a yellowed ancient book in his hand.
Different from this person's state of mind are the two men standing next to him with their hands hanging down.
These two people were wearing a high-quality power suit, standing there, and the strong breath emitted from them gave people a huge sense of oppression.
However, even so, next to the middle-aged man, the two did not dare to say more. From time to time, there was a slight anxiety in the eyes that met. That look of wanting to talk and stopping, and the identity of the two people, very incompatible.
"Here it comes!"
The small fluctuations in the air current suddenly made the two people's eyebrows rise sharply, and they invariably looked at the middle-aged man who was reading with his head down.
However, I don't know whether it is immersed in the book, or clear in the chest, the expression of the middle-aged man has never changed.
"Hum..."
Immediately, a stream of air that was almost insensible slowly rippled in front of the black stone table.
Immediately after that, in the green smoke that was washed away by the air current, a gray six-pointed star the size of a cloak emerged. Subsequently, several gray pillar brushes rose rapidly, forming a gray aperture.
"Pedal!"
Inside the aperture, I first saw a blood-stained crutch stick out. After that, an old man with a deep eye socket and a pale face stumbled out of the aperture.
"The Lord... Something happened to Qinjiazhuang and Qinjiazhuang. ”
The middle-aged man's action of flipping through the book in his hand came to an abrupt end.
The two people next to him also had a look of surprise on their faces, and there was a hint of complexity in their eyes.
Qinjiazhuang, the residence of the descendants of the Warrior clan.
In the past, the Warriors were a first-class race on the mainland, commanding two race wars.
However, the glorious history ended a thousand years ago.
At that time, the warring tribes were trapped at home and abroad, surrounded and suppressed by all ethnic groups, and were defeated by the enemy.
Therefore, after a thousand years, the descendants of the warrior clan who hid their names in anonymity hid in sunset city in the border town of the Demon Cloud Country, only for one day of stability. However, he did not think that a bloody rain and wind that was about to sweep across the mainland had arrived.
"It seems that we are still a step slower." The middle-aged man frowned and said a word, then closed his eyes, his fingers gently clasped the table, accompanied by a crisp pimple sound, the middle-aged man's face slightly eased: "Ghost old man, temporarily seal Qin Jiazhuang." Perhaps, we can find some clues. ”
"Yes, Lord."
Hearing this, the ghost elder drew an index finger full of calluses and drew a spell on a pool of pus and blood on his chest.
"Flutter!"
The pool of pus and blood slowly floated up, quickly twisted into a bloody strange bird, and flew out towards the east with a strange cry.
Closing the book, the middle-aged man walked to the window and stared at the distant sky full of clouds.
"According to the oracle, the Bagua God Map will send out the Warrior Clan, and the Zhan Clan refers to qinjiazhuang. Now that this Qin Jiazhuang has been destroyed, the clues of the Divine Map have been lost, and the whole continent is afraid that there will be another fierce battle..."
twilight.
On the west side of Sunset City, there is no name forest.
The green grass is quiet, the stream is babbling, and stepping into it, a grass fragrance comes to the face.
Slightly undulating mountainous terrain with shrubs of varying heights and heights. Giant trees in between, intertwined. It was supposed to be a verdant green, but in the evening, there was a hint of sunset red.
Looking down the cracks in the trees, several docile sika deer are lying comfortably in the sunset, or combing their hair, or closing their eyes to take a nap, or looking down to nibble at the fat grass next to them. The golden fluff on the tip of the ear swayed gently with the breeze.
"Whew..."
Suddenly, a cold wind mixed with the smell of blood blew over.
"Da, da, da."
One sika deer after another stood up, their ears spinning nervously. Immediately, somehow startled, they turned their heads and sneaked into the woods, and soon disappeared.
The jungle, once again, fell into tranquility.
It's just that the tranquility of the sunset makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
In the middle of the night, a fine sound of trampling on dead branches and leaves came over.
"Rustle..."
The sound gradually became louder, and suddenly, the cluster of green leaves shook violently, "brushing", a dark moon blade, which was actually thrown out with a cold wind.
However, what was shocking was that the smooth surface of the moon blade could not see a blood groove. Not only that, but the dark color like thick ink actually exuded an inexplicable coldness.
"Bang!"
When I heard a muffled sound of stepping on the ground, I saw a young man with a dirty blood on his upper body, carrying a dark crescent moon knife obliquely, jumping out of the forest.
When he landed, the young man's messy silver hair suddenly shook off a lot of dead branches and leaves.
When the youth turned around, a terrifying scene came into view. The young man's naked back was interlaced with countless dark red scars, and that scar, like some kind of ancient blood curse, was extremely strange.
Looking warily, the young man walked barefoot to the tree and sat down exhausted.
His gaze fell on the bloodied hand, and then he looked at the slender handle of the sword, staring at a long dragon that surrounded it, and the young man's eyes became more and more dazed.
His name was Qin Hao, the young lord of Qinjiazhuang in sunset city.
In the middle of the night three days ago, in the winding mountains, there was a quiet army of more than 10,000 people.
Then, at the moment when the silver moon emerged from the thick clouds, a large flag painted with the head of a black python suddenly stood up with a deep horn. Suddenly, the sound of killing was loud, the earth trembled, the thick armor, the sharp sword, in the cold moonlight, the cold light projected, illuminated the black python soldiers, the corners of the mouth of the sneer.
That night, the Black Python Army, like a black torrent, slammed into the dilapidated gates of Sunset City.
Two days earlier, the panicked city lord had temporarily organized a defensive army to resist.
A day ago, the city was destroyed. The Black Python Clan slaughters the city.
At about three o'clock in the morning, the order to abandon the city was promulgated, and there was a riot in the city, and the city lord was in a different place, and the lives were destroyed.
The Sunset City crisis caused Qin Jiazhuang to convene the 283rd emergency meeting, and after consultation, the seventeenth generation of Zhuang Lord Qin He announced that more than 600 Qin clans had declared war on the Black Python Clan!
Qin Hao remembered that at that moment, the Qin clan who clenched their fists had regained the glory that belonged to the Warrior Clan.
Blood was boiling, and everyone was their usual beloved weapons.
Tao Guang has been obscure for a long time, the Warrior Clan, is it finally going to raise the big banner?
That night was the moment when the Qin clan members picked up their dignity.
That night was a great moment for the Warriors to announce their comeback.
However, when more than thirty people shrouded in red cloaks appeared out of thin air over Qin Jiazhuang. Qin Hao knew that Qin Jiazhuang's nightmare... Here it comes.
The toughness of these people... The tribesmen were powerless to resist.
For thousands of years, the warriors have been oppressed, and the strength of the clan is not as good as a year.
The strength of these cloaked people has reached the level of the top warriors on the mainland.
How to resist it?
Massacre, one-sided slaughter!
More than thirty people, slaughter more than six hundred people!
If the non-clan people had desperately defended themselves, today's self would be a dead body.
"Hao'er! Take the Green Dragon Sword and go to the Wuhou Ancestral Hall to find your master! ”
"Father, I'm not leaving, I'm going to die fighting for the Warriors!"
"Hurry, go fast! That's an order! The bloodline of the Warrior Clan must not be broken!! ”
The scene in his mind made Qin Hao look at the sky in a daze.
For a long time, it was a murmur.
"Why? Why kill my people?! We warriors have been hiding for thousands of years, why do we have to kill us all, kill all of us! ”
"Hmm—"
Qin Hao's right hand clenched violently, and the Green Dragon Sword in his palm emitted a high-pitched sword sound.
The sound wave from the sound of the knife vibrated rapidly, skimming all the way over the green leaves, skimming over the beasts, skimming the bushes, until it skimmed over the seven eerie figures wearing black armor.
The lower body of these figures was like a snake, and hundreds of sharp black scales covered them.
"Hiss—you guys, hear me."
"Is it him?"
A figure nodded, a snake letter spat out from under the armor, and the diamond-shaped green pupils suddenly shrank, and a wave of killing intent gushed out.
"Kill!"
……
The fallen leaves swaying left and right silently slide down the treetops.
It's like a yellow boat in the green sea, gently, slowly.
Qin Hao, who had returned to his senses, raised his hand and caught this fallen leaf.
He stared at the leaf, looking at the yellow veins and jagged edges.
Is it true that his future will also be like this leaf alone, and finally turn into a dust of history?
"No, never. This is not the life I want to live! ”
Squeezing hard, watching the broken leaves slip from his fingers, Qin Haocai grabbed the Green Dragon Sword, supported the rough trunk, and slowly stood up.
"Even if I am alone, even if there are many difficulties ahead, I will shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving the warrior clan." Father, grandfather, all the brothers and sisters of the Warrior Clan, you can rest assured. As long as Qin Hao is still alive, I will never, never, never give up! ”
"I must have those people, blood debt and blood repayment!"
However, just when Qin Hao decided to go down this road, a sharp pain came from his back. This kind of pain, like holding a sharp knife, cutting one knife after another, every nerve, every muscle, every pore, endured the torture of ten thousand ants.
"Fuck!"
His eyebrows were locked, cold sweat was rising, Qin Hao's painful teeth were trembling, and his throat made a strange whimpering sound. Even so, there was not a single cry.
This unbearable pain of ordinary people only made Qin Hao's pace stop for a moment.
After a slight relaxation, Qin Hao raised his hand and wiped it towards the back.
"Sure enough..."
The temperature of the fingers sliding by, the fresh smell of blood in the air, Qin Hao knew without looking, and his back must be blurred with blood and flesh again.
"Seven years old to now, ten years, how long will this torture be?!"
Unaware of the anger in his heart, Qin Hao cried out in a deep voice.
Ten years ago, Qin Hao was seven years old.
His extraordinary cultivation talent made Qin Hao the youngest mid-level warrior of the Warrior Clan. However, on the night of his birthday, there was an extra rift behind him for no reason. That kind of heart-rending pain, Qin Hao still remembered.
That is, from then on, Qin Hao's talent disappeared without a trace.
Sadly, until now, Qin Hao's combat effectiveness had always been at the intermediate level. At best, it was a little stronger than the average Terran soldier.
What is even more bizarre is that the crack in the back will crack some small scars every seven days. The appearance of each scar was a great torture for Qin Hao.
However, qin Hao under this torture, although he lost his talent, he also gained the mind and perseverance that far surpassed his peers. After all, every torture is a great tempering of the will.
This was also the biggest reason why Qin Hao was able to gain recognition in the Warrior Clan.
However, for these mysterious scars, even the most senior elder of the Warrior Clan could not say why, and in the end he could only get rid of it.
"Could it be related to the ancient curse of the Warriors?" Still is...... Forget it, there's no time to take care of it. Shrugging off the complicated thoughts in his mind, Qin Hao waited until the pain behind his back subsided a little, and only then did he pick up his spirits and walk towards the front.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle burst out!
"Uh-huh"
"Not good!"
This cold killing intent made Qin Hao's heart frightened, and his right foot was slightly crooked on one side.
"Brush!"
A spinning featherless arrow brushed Qin Hao's cheek.
A blood stain the length of an index finger flowed down in an instant.
Immediately, I could only hear the sound of "bells", and the thick trunk of the tree was actually nailed out of several cracks by this featherless arrow!
The dark arrow tail that shook rapidly due to the huge inertia, as well as the hissing sound coming from behind, Qin Hao slowly raised his hand and wiped away the blood on his face.
He knew that a bloody battle was inevitable.
Chapter 2: The Coming
"Rustle!"
The sound of the tail swaying on the fallen leaves was somewhat chaotic behind Qin Hao.
Immediately, I saw seven black shadows swimming out of the forest in the shape of a fan, vaguely forming a bag.
What was astonishing was that these seven people were actually human snake-tailed monsters!
I saw a long, vicious face, covered with branche-like red stripes, a slender head wearing a gray pointed helmet, a striped muscle-like upper body with rough silver fragments of armor, a lower body covered with black triangular scales of a snake's tail, and the diamond-shaped pupils, which flashed cruel green light from time to time.
"Sure enough, I still chased after..."
With a helpless bitter laugh, Qin Hao carried the Green Dragon Sword upside down, slowly turned around, and stared solemnly at the seven creatures, the Black Python Clan armored infantry.
The armored infantry of the Black Python Clan is a low-level service of the Black Python Clan, generally served by civilians, equipped with broken armor, machetes and bows and arrows, a large number of people, and low single combat effectiveness.
That being said, with the advantage of numbers, it was more than enough to clean up Qin Hao!
"Oh... The great snake god Lucia, actually escaped? Hiss! ”
A snake man with a longbow kept spitting out red letters in his mouth, and was surprised that Qin Hao could dodge the fierce featherless arrow.
After all, they had been pursuing and killing Qin Hao for a long time, and this arrow could be described as carefully aimed.
"These Terrans, what can they get if they dodge their bows and arrows, can they hide from my sword?" Hmmm, this time look where he's going, on! A snake man in the middle, with a smile of excitement, approached first.
Immediately after, only a "whoosh" sound could be heard, and seven snake-man warriors, like hunting, swam at Qin Hao at a rapid pace.
Seven blades, between the flow of cold light, the fallen leaves, the killing intent is awe-inspiring.
"Damn, there's no turning back!"
In the face of the seven black shadows that came quickly, Qin Hao let out a loud roar and stepped forward with his sword.
Suddenly, in this quiet grove, there was a strange sound of metal colliding fiercely.
Many of the birds and beasts that passed by fled in shock, leaving only the naked youth, fighting bitterly.
"Human, do you have this strength?"
"Hissing, soft bugs, too weak."
The two snake men sneered and intensified their attacks at the bloodied human.
Qin Hao held on to his death, he knew that the situation was getting worse and worse for him.
After only three or four minutes, his cheeks, full of blood and sweat, were like paper ash.
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, a huge force passed down the Green Dragon Sword, along the arm to the back wound, instantly causing the sore to crack.
The huge pain made Qin Hao take a breath of cool air, and his body couldn't help but shake.
This swing, though short-lived, was extremely deadly.
"Sizzle!"
A snake man apparently seized the opportunity and slashed it with a slash.
Under the powerful chopping force, even if Qin Hao raised his knife to hold it, he couldn't help but rub back a few steps until he hit a pile of rocks hard, only to stop, gasping for breath in pain.
However, at the moment of impact, behind Qin Hao, there was a strange flash of golden light.
"Abominable..."
Qin Hao wanted to stand up with the Green Dragon Sword, but the sharp pain in his back made his feet shiver a few times, but he was paralyzed on the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
"Why? Why is that? Why?! ”
Staring in amazement at the dirty blood in front of him, Qin Hao's dirt-stained face was full of disbelief.
In the past, the onset of the disease was late at night and did not disturb the airflow.
And this time not only suddenly onset the disease, but also made a mess in his own body!
"Hiss, he's not dead yet!"
Seeing Qin Hao's body trembling, one snake man drew his knife and was about to step forward, but was stopped by another snake man.
"Be careful, the cunning of this race is well known on the mainland, and it is better not to get close." Hey, this time, I'm not going to shoot off. ”
A snake man, with a sly smile, removed his longbow from behind and set up a pitch-black featherless arrow.
The arrow, made of the fangs of the demon beast, aimed at Qin Hao's head with silver hair.
"Squeak..."
The creak of the longbow bend sounded, and the snake man sneered and pulled the bow string into a fan shape.
At this same distance, Qin Hao's head would definitely explode.
On the other side, Qin Hao was still frowning, and the cold sweat brush fell. He only felt as if his back was about to crack. Suddenly, an unprecedented tearing sensation struck, causing Qin Hao's eyes to roll over and faint.
At the same time, his scarred back had undergone a strange change.
I saw an unimaginable amount of blood gushing out of the scar, staining the ground red in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, those scars are constantly distorting at a speed visible to the naked eye...
The sudden change stunned the seven snake people.
Why did this effect, which seemed to be only created by wizards, appear in this human being? Could it be that he is also a wizard? No.
Still is...... Or did the Terrans arrive?
Several snake people looked at each other doubtfully, after all, the Terran army generally had a priest accompanying them, who could cast spells from a distance to heal their wounds. If this is the case, it is even more dangerous!
The fear of the unknown, coupled with the changes in Qin Hao's body, the snake people began to panic in their hearts.
"Hiss, shoot, shoot him, quick!"
Before the man's voice could fall, the hand that was holding the bowstring loosened.
"Whew!"
The arrow is on the string, and the sound is heard.
The high-speed rotating arrow brought up two intersecting streams of air, tearing the air, and the terrifying roar, like the shadow of the god of death, went straight to Qin Hao's brain door.
Suddenly, this arrow actually stopped when it was only an inch away from Qin Hao's brain door!
It was as if time had stood still, and even the intersecting air currents were frozen in the air.
At this moment, the expression on the snake people's faces was instantly stunned.
Immediately after, the stunned snake man saw that behind Qin Hao, a faint golden glow rose up, and immediately, the second way, the third way... Countless golden horses gushed out!
Under the change, the air actually emitted a loud thunderous sound, startling the birds and beasts within a hundred miles, all trembling.
"What's going on?" A snake man stared at the golden man wrapped up like a cocoon, and suddenly, he shouted, "Not good, withdraw!" remove! ”
However, before he could turn around, he was overwhelmed by a gushing golden glow.
Sunset City.
The blood in the air has not yet dissipated, and the traces of the post-war war are faintly visible in the flickering light of the fire.
The mottled walls were lined with a javelin, and on the broken flag hung the corpses of Terran babies. The wretched goods in the city, the people who had no time to flee, all hinted at the sudden misfortune of the city.
Today's Sunset City has become an alien army composed of beasts, invading the outpost of the Terrans.
Several black python squads are going door to door searching for fish that have slipped through the net, while others are moving corpses, piling them up in piles and burning them.
On the corpse pile, there were many fierce strange birds circling. These strange birds barked and circled, and from time to time they picked up the corpse of a young child from the pile of corpses, or picked up the heads of people and fed a full meal.
The Black Python soldiers guarding below did not dare to come closer, and could only drive away with bows and arrows.
These strange birds are called ghouls, covered with black feathers, have a hook-shaped beak, and have a wingspan of five meters long. Even more alarming is that they also attack living creatures, salivating so poisonously that they usually fly in droves.
Suddenly, these hovering ghouls in the sky scattered as if frightened.
Immediately after, A small bird covered in blood appeared in the air.
"Sizzle?"
A Black Python warrior was somewhat surprised that the annoying ghouls were gone, and although he was surprised, it was more important to take this opportunity to dispose of the corpses.
"Yo—"
Circling for a while, as if determining some kind of information, the blood crow whispered and began to fly around a certain trajectory over Qin Jiazhuang.
The speed of flight went from slow to fast, and after about a quarter of an hour, the speed was as fast as light and shadow.
Under the trajectory of the bloody speeding flight, a huge red "swastika" word slowly appeared above Qin Jiazhuang.
This scene caused many Black Python Warriors in Sunset City to look up.
Then...... panicky!
"Magic, it's magic! O Queen Medusa, the Terran magician is coming! ”
The Black Python Warriors began to riot, and at the same time, the Black Python Clan wizards rose up one after another. However, without exception, the spells of those wizards were all invalidated!
The blood crow did not pay attention to the situation below, until the swastika was formed, and then it turned into a pool of blood mist that dissipated with the wind.
Later, in the panic of the Black Python Warriors fleeing into the wilderness, the giant red "swastika" character covered down, and the huge Qin Jiazhuang disappeared with it...
On the jungle trail nine kilometers from Sunset City, a squad of twenty or so mercenaries appeared.
Most of this squad is made up of humans, and the equipment is average, whether it is a blade or armor, you can see the traces of dilapidation. Moreover, some people were even bare-chested, and their quality did not seem even as good as that of a third-rate mercenary.
However, it was this kind of mercenary who was not very effective, who had three improvised trailers made of iron, two imprisoning people, and one carrying equipment that had been picked up.
This is a type of mercenary called a "corrupt army".
On the battlefield, there are always some demonic beasts that eat carrion. And this kind of corrupt army, like these magic beasts, specializes in picking up bargains from the edge of the battlefield. Once the war was over, the corrupt army would crouch around and attack deserters and refugees, imprisoning them and selling them as coolies in the field.
Although it is not visible, some of the stronger corrupt troops can even be upgraded to a detachment of the regular army. Therefore, despite the repugnant behavior, many mercenaries still go down this road.
"Grandpa, you can't help but be so poisonous, I didn't expect that we could catch so many goods the first time we shot it!" It's a fucking profiteer, no wonder the brothers are running to do this. A tall mercenary, bent over in a flattering manner, flattered a short middle-aged man in front of him.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes triumphantly, looked back at the three booty with satisfaction, and then snapped his belly covered with thick armor and said: "Don't look at Lao Tzu's body, Lao Tzu was a soldier in the armory." As long as there is a war, Lao Tzu knows where there will be deserters. ”
Chapter III Refugee camps
"Yes, yes, worthy of grandpa, admire, admire to the extreme!" The tall man kept nodding his head and saying yes.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, the middle-aged man said in a thick voice, "His mother's sieve is shaking his head like a sieve, shaking Lao Tzu's headache... What about the crescent knife that was picked up the day before yesterday? ”
Hearing this, the tall man was stunned, and then he laughed and said, "Grandpa, according to your instructions, tie you to the carriage, and I will go and get it for you." ”
"No, keep, stay." The middle-aged man nodded and exclaimed, "That's a good knife." There are many types of long-handled knives, and the Crescent Moon Knife is one of them. Ordinary crescent knife, the handle is engraved, the blade is carved grooved, the blade is shoulder-to-shoulder, and the knife head is hooked. And you see that black knife, covered in pitch black as ink, cold as ice in the hand, self-generated and self-contained. It is definitely not an ordinary soldier's blade, but Lao Tzu is strange, not to mention that the handle of the sword is easy to get out of the hand without lines, and above the blade, in addition to the black light, there is not a blood groove. ”
"Listening to Grandpa say this, that black knife really has some origin... Isn't it possible that boy, some of them come? ”
"Fucking bullshit! Except for the knife, he was a poor ghost. To say unusual, but the cyan tattoo on the back, net is some strange words. ”
"Grandpa, aren't some nobles tattooed with the family logo?" If the boy is a big fish, maybe our Iron Head Mercenary Corps will be able to make a lot of money again. The tall man rubbed his hands and smiled.
"Good, grow, go."
Without saying a word, the two turned and walked toward the prison cart.
Slowly opening his eyes, the curtain was introduced by a clear light, and then, a few people with their heads hunched over and wearing black pants.
"This is..."
Jungle, walking mercenaries, shaking cages, three stripped men.
Soon, Qin Hao figured out the situation.
"Corrupt Army?"
Qin Hao couldn't laugh or cry, looked around, and saw the Green Dragon Sword hanging on the saddle, so he relaxed his mind. Immediately, I suddenly realized something.
"Strange, what about the snake people?" Who saved me? Or..."
Suddenly, countless doubts in Qin Hao's heart surged out, and he casually touched his back, without the expected blood and friction, but on the contrary, a smoothness came from the skin of his fingers.
, the skin has been cut off?
Qin Hao frowned doubtfully, and couldn't help but touch it again, the back full of scars should be uneven. However, with the touch of his fingers, the consternation on Qin Hao's face became a little thicker.
What about scars? What about blood? What about wounds?
What happened when I fainted? Why am I still alive? Why are the scars gone? Or is it something else?
Just when Qin Hao was confused, he suddenly trembled.
"Inside the Dantian, there is a stream of air?"
You must know that from the moment the scar on his back appeared, Qin Hao's Dantian could not condense the airflow for ten years. As for cultivators, the existence or absence of Dantian Qi flow is extremely important!
"I... Don't? After being stunned for five seconds, Qin Haoqiang endured the expectation in his heart, and he couldn't take care of much, so he sat up and closed the curtain.
As the consciousness carefully deepened, the tiny stream of air in the dantian really swam.
"Ha, ha, ha?"
This sudden happiness made Qin Hao's eyes widen at first, and then his body couldn't help but tremble, and then there was a burst of laughter, crazy laughter!
"Ten years, ten years of inability to cultivate, ten years of annihilation, ten years of repression, today, at this moment, it is over!"
Although it can only be guessed that the reason may be related to the scar, for Qin Hao now, the return of talent is undoubtedly the most gratifying thing so far.
Although on this continent of hundreds of ethnic groups, no matter how strong the strength of the individual is, it cannot compete with the army. However, as far as individuals are concerned, being able to reach the peak of cultivation will undoubtedly add a lot of chips to the formation of an elite legion.
Just as Qin Hao was about to take advantage of this cultivation, the few captured deserters behind him suddenly shrank towards the corner in fear.
Following their gaze, Qin Hao saw the two people who were walking by.
The tall man sneered and leaned over, first smiling and squinting at Qin Hao, while slowly drawing out the machete in his waist. Then, he suddenly slapped the iron fence in front of Qin Hao fiercely, and the sound of the clanging frightened the people in the other prison car, and they curled up in fear, and there was not a complete skin in the place where they saw it.
"Boy, what the fuck are you laughing at?" Fuck you?! ”
Seeing this scene, Qin Hao knew that this tall man was definitely not a good stubble.
Seeing that Qin Hao did not react, the tall man leaned over and had a dark face.
"Hey, do you know what happens to you when you're sold?" Do coolies? Being a slave? Selling stamina? Well, Lao Tzu told you, that's still lucky. You see your eyebrows are clear-eyed, and you have silver hair, sigh... Some aristocratic old men, the most like you this kind of offspring to lick the chicken bar! ”
The tall man smiled obscenely, and he looked forward to seeing a hint of panic on Qin Hao's face.
However, he was disappointed.
On Qin Hao's face, except for those deep black eyes, it was as good as ever.
"Scared silly? Don't say scare you, you look like this, it is better to sell the iron than to die! The tall man gave a threatening voice, suddenly changed his tone, turned around and piled up a smiling face: "But your boy is lucky, our grandfather looks at you poor, so let your people exchange money for you, and a hundred gold coins for your life." ”
On the mainland, ordinary people only earn more than a dozen gold coins a year.
They opened their mouths widely, looking stupid, but actually clever.
The tall man did not open his mouth to inquire about Qin Hao's family lineage, because he was afraid that Qin Hao would deceive and use them in turn. On the contrary, it directly made Qin Hao think that they already had the information and were more able to knock the bamboo bar. After all, the corrupt army is already good at fighting with each other, and this skill is still familiar to the heart.
The middle-aged man didn't say a word, he just stared at Qin Hao's face coldly.
However, the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, and the silver-haired young man's face could not see a trace of emotional fluctuations at all, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Who is this boy?" ”
Before the middle-aged man could finish pondering, he heard a word pop out of Qin Hao's teeth.
"Roll."
"Roll? Lao Tzu killed you! ”
The tall man's face was instantly blue, and the waist knife was about to stab inside.
"Fuck! If you kill him, Lao Tzu will kill you! It's money! money! The middle-aged man slapped the tall man aside with a slap, scolded, and quickly turned his head to stare at Qin Hao: "Boy, give you a day to think clearly, otherwise-"
Just as he was threatening Qin Hao, a lightly armored mercenary staggered and ran, his face in a panic.
"Big, big, big—"
"Farts put away!" The middle-aged man roared.
"Big Brother! A guard from Skylake City was rushing towards here, and a mercenary army in front of us was killed. ”
"What? How could Skylake City send troops? The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "Although Sunset City is adjacent to Tianhu City, the relationship between the two cities is very stiff... Fuck me, Lao Tzu was tricked! How many people are there in his grandmother's? How far away from us? ”
"I don't know, big brother, in short, hurry, let's evacuate quickly!"
"Withdraw, return the same way, withdraw!" The middle-aged man did not think twice and immediately gave the order.
The regular guards are by no means something that their third-rate mercenaries can compete with. Even though his own combat effectiveness had reached a high level, facing dozens of ordinary soldiers besieging him, he was just as dead. Only by breaking through the high order and reaching the strength of the immortal level can we face dozens of people and retreat with all their strength.
On the other side, Qin Hao heard clearly and pondered, "Five years ago, because of the struggle for a prostitute, the two city lords were in the same situation. This time, Tianhu City sent a guard, which should have come to investigate the battle situation in Sunset City, so as to prepare for the battle against the alien army. ”
Thinking of this, Qin Hao's heart flooded with an inexplicable thought.
After that battle, can one of the tribesmen survive?
Father? Grandfather? The tribesmen...
He didn't want to think about it, though intellectually, he knew very well what the answer was.
"Find the guards, go home with them and see... Maybe, I can..."
The cold wind of Xiao Ser, blowing the silver hair on the forehead, Qin Hao's figure looked extremely lonely.
With a burst of vicissitudes, Qin Hao's voice in his heart became lower and lower, he knew that the probability was very low and low, but in the end there was still a glimmer of hope, there was a glimmer of hope, he was not willing to give up.
It's night.
Iron-headed mercenaries gathered around the campfire, roasting meat with great interest and chatting about women.
In the flickering campfire, from time to time some unnamed insects flew into it, and it suddenly became scorched black.
The beaten willless man in the cage was lying on his stomach or sitting, except for the silver-haired young man, sitting upright.
He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity.
At his intermediate level, he would definitely not be able to defeat the Iron Head Mercenaries.
"You can only outwit, what to do?" Think of a way, think of a way! ”
Suddenly, just as Qin Hao was racking his brains, a roar of the beast with a mournful roar suddenly came!
This beast roared extraordinary, and a strong sound wave swept in, shaking off a large number of leaves when it landed, and flying in the light of the violent shaking of the campfire, which was not spectacular!
With a few "brushes", the sword came out of its sheath with a cold light.
The iron-headed mercenary crowd stared in a panicked manner in the direction of the sound, as if they were facing a great enemy.
"Brothers, don't panic!"
Having said that, the trembling knife in the middle-aged man's hand betrayed him.
After all, after many years of wandering, the beast roar of the right talent can still faintly hear what magic beast.
Suddenly, a large field of birds flew up in panic, and the five-story woods began to shake wildly.
The crowd waited sternly, and the middle-aged man kept praying in his heart: "Don't be, don't be..."
"Roar—"
There was another thunderous roar of the beast, and it was immediate, but I saw a huge black claw sweeping in.
The face of the middle-aged man was suddenly a miserable white.
Chapter Four: Reunion
"Emperor Scorpion !!!"
Before the words could be heard, the bristle-haired black giant claw instantly smashed the three frightened mercenaries into meat paste.
Then, a terrifying giant scorpion appeared in front of everyone.
Emperor Scorpion, Scorpion Emperor genus Demon Beast. His personality is cruel and aggressive, and he often eats him with the same kind. The whole body is black, covered with armor like a helmet, the black with red is the Gambian imperial scorpion, and the tail hook double thorn is the dictator giant scorpion. The two forelimbs are called giant claws, and the bite force is strong enough to strangle the cemented carbide. The head has long eyes, the abdomen is born with six legs, and the tail is high with hooks. Was selected as one of the top 100 fierce beasts.
Qin Hao knew the power of this demonic beast, and he looked up at the tail of the imperial scorpion and couldn't help but be stunned: "This head is probably the most ferocious dictator giant scorpion!" kindness? The one on the tail is... dagger! ”
In the middle of the dictator's giant scorpion's forked tail, a silver dagger was inserted.
Although this dagger could not be seen closely, in the moonlight, it had a deterrent effect that made people look up.
"Could it be that this dictator giant scorpion was hunted down and killed?" Who did it? ”
In Qin Hao's consternation, the giant claw fell into the air, just smashing into the corner of the trailer, and the huge inertia caused the cage to be thrown out.
"Big brother, the goods are gone!" Someone was tearing their hearts and lungs out.
"Fuck you still have the heart to see the goods!" Knife, my knife! The middle-aged man looked for the Green Dragon Sword in a desperate manner, and immediately after that, he saw Qin Hao climbing out of the cage, holding the Green Dragon Sword in his hand!
"Stinky boy, leave the knife for Lao Tzu!" The middle-aged man's eyes were red.
Hearing this, Qin Hao sneered, stomped his right foot hard, and his entire body rushed out in the direction of Tianhu City.
"Fuck, Lao Tzu will never let you go!"
roar!
The scene in front of him flew by quickly, and Qin Hao was sure that the dictator giant scorpion had not come after him, and only then did he slow down.
Unconsciously remembering the dagger on the tail of the giant scorpion, Qin Hao was even more puzzled: "The terror of the dictator giant scorpion, even a squad of one hundred people does not dare to provoke, who is the owner of that dagger?" If you have the opportunity, you must thank you in person. ”
Swinging his sword to cut off several hanging canes, Qin Hao tied the Green Dragon Sword to his back and was about to move forward to look for the Heavenly Lake City Guards, when he suddenly found a messy footprint on the other side, and did not realize that he had come forward to look.
Countless footprints of different shades can not be seen at a glance, and broken shoes, wooden basins and other debris discarded in the grass pile can be seen everywhere. Some of the thorny bushes were still hooked with broken clothes, and the blood on the clothes was still very fresh, and it was possible to see the situation at that time, and it must have been extremely alarming.
"It must be the people of Sunset City."
Qin Hao leaned over and picked up a drum that a child was playing, and his gaze lingered on the drum surface pierced by wooden branches. There was suddenly something strange in his heart. You know, a few days ago, I was still reading the soldier's book in the library. The war came too suddenly, from the invasion of the Black Python Clan, to the slaughter of Qin Jiazhuang, and now the flood of refugees, all this is like a dream.
"Alas, Lao Jun, the ancestor of Taoism, once mentioned in the Tao Te Ching that after a war there must be a fierce year. However, the records that can be found in the "History of War" are as many as thousands of famous wars, and there are countless small wars. The history of the whole continent is not so much the history of war, the history of turmoil. ”
Following the footprints, Qin Hao's face was solemn. Although he had the blood of the Warrior Clan flowing through his body, he did not have any good feelings for war.
War is nothing more than a game of power for a group of elites. As long as the desire is still there, the threat of war cannot be eliminated.
"For the mainland to have no war from now on, there are only two laws, one of which is to control their spirits. Second, conquer their flesh. Spirit is nature, and nature is difficult to eliminate. Therefore, only under the totalitarian deterrence of absolute power can the mainland truly exchange peace. ”
Qin Hao slowly lowered his waist drum, let go of the child's deprived childhood, and walked firmly towards the front. He seems to have found his own direction, leading his own military group, reviving the warrior clan, and conquering the world!
This, perhaps, is the only way to bring peace to the continent.
After about half a day of walking, Qin Hao heard the child's hoarse crying, and he was busy hurrying to go.
He could do something for these war-torn people.
However, as he approached, only a whistle could be heard, and several men in ragged clothes jumped out, each holding a sharpened wooden spear in each hand, with a wary face.
"Stop! What a man! A man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes roared.
Looking at the blood stains on these people's bodies, as well as the cloth shoes of different colors on their feet, Qin Hao knew that this group of people must be refugees, and immediately spread his hands to show his intentions: "Qin Hao, the young lord of Qin Jiazhuang." ”
"Qin Jiazhuang?" The man was visibly stunned: "You... Are you the lord of Qinjiazhuang? ”
"Exactly." Qin Hao nodded, helpless in his heart: "Grandpa and father insist on hiding, the clan rarely shows their faces, and I don't know a few except my playmates when I was a child." ”
"Why should we believe you, and besides, you don't have any wounds on your body?" The man was very vigilant.
After all, on this road to SkyLake City, there are too many dangers. Monsters, pursuers, corrupt troops, any one of them can kill them. They had to be cautious. And this sudden appearance of silver-haired youth is really suspicious.
Just as the stalemate was in place, a voice came.
"Elder Lin is here."
He said nothing, but saw a thin old man in the forest sitting on a wheelbarrow and being pushed out.
Although the old man's white hair was messy, those eyes still revealed a sense of majesty.
This man was an authoritative physician in Sunset City, with superb medical skills. Five years ago, he broke his legs because he did not want to do the theft of human organs for the city lord, and ended up with a disability.
The old man was pushed in front of Qin Hao and looked up at this silver-haired young man with clear eyebrows.
His eyes slowly revealed a kind gaze.
"Is hao ling boy good, hao boy, you also escaped?" How about Qinjiazhuang? ”
Because of his personality strength, the old man was quite appreciated by the elders of Qin Jiazhuang at that time, and was invited to Qin Jiazhuang many times, and was also a good friend with Qin Hao's father, Qin He. For Qin Hao, it can also be regarded as familiar.
"Qinjiazhuang..."
Looking around at the many expectant eyes, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth revealed a trace of bitterness.
Elder Lin understood and waved his hand: "Alas, don't mention it, don't mention it." Bring a dress for Hao Lingzi, you and Grandpa come, don't worry, we will become your family. ”
"Young Lord, don't be sad, people can't be resurrected from the dead." The vigilant man who was just right, seeing the situation, also walked over, enthusiastically patted Qin Hao's shoulder, and smiled embarrassedly: "My name is Shi Dare, I just couldn't stand it." ”
"Don't get in the way, Brother Shi." Qin Hao didn't care about this.
On the contrary, these people could organize themselves and defend in an orderly manner, which was beyond Qin Hao's expectations.
Everything seemed to be inconsistent with the messy footprints seen earlier.
"Don't be stunned, go meet someone with Grandpa." Elder Lin took Qin Hao's hand and coughed before he said, "The old man was ignorant and ignorant, he didn't expect that this female doll seedling was also a first-class talent, I'm afraid that compared to you ten years ago, you are not inferior——"
Suddenly realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Elder Lin secretly scolded himself for being confused.
"Female doll?" Qin Hao was stunned.
"Hey, Young Lord, you'll know when you get there." People are coming back to you this time. ”
Shi Dare was a man of great meaning and grinned.
"Could it be her?" A chubby little girl came to mind, and Qin Hao quickly shook his head: "It is impossible, it is extremely difficult to graduate from the Spirit Wind Academy, and the study system is fifteen years." Presumably, Naniko was still immersed in reading. So who would it be? ”
Qin Hao definitely did not believe that it was the girl she was a child, after all, she was in the academy, but the Lingfeng Academy that her father dragged his relationship into, was a famous academy in the spirit clan field, known as the "Cradle of The Fu Saint", and it was the ivory tower that many practitioners of spell cultivation dreamed of.
However, it is extremely difficult to graduate from this college, and even if most of the students are geniuses, there are still people who have not been able to get a diploma after twenty years.
"Hao Lingzi, you certainly can't think of who it is, go."
Elder Lin smiled and brushed his beard and led the crowd towards the makeshift refugee camp.
Along the way, looking at the orderly refugee camps and the men patrolling with wooden spears, the more Admired Qin Hao felt in his heart.
"Grandpa Lin, these... Including eyeliner, she arranged it, right? ”
"Yes, the old man was also surprised. I didn't expect that this female doll looked watery, but she was also powerful, and she knew things that so many men didn't understand. ”
Elder Lin's words, the dozen or so men who followed him, all blushed.
"Camping in a gentle place, avoiding the rain channels, and using branches and shrubs to build simple guardrails, can also withstand the raids of some demonic beasts." However, such an arrangement has lost flexibility. ”
Qin Hao glanced at it, and found the weakness of these camps, but for the refugees, there was no such thing as a heavy weight, and it didn't matter if the spirit was not flexible.
Subsequently, a group of people who were wielding swords to make wooden spears attracted Qin Hao's attention.
Unlike the refugees, more than twenty people were wearing the armor of the Sunset City Protector.
"Defensive Army?!"
"Yes, it's just deserters who were caught by female dolls, and they've done a lot of things."
In Elder Lin's words, the admiration for the girl became more and more intense.
"No, it's not like that, it's not that simple. Forging a large number of weapons, repairing fences, and collecting deserters..." Qin Hao's eyebrows could not help but frown tightly: "This person, I'm afraid, wants to -"
"Elder Lin, the girl with the cold smoke is there."
Just as Qin Hao was frowning and pondering, the crowd suddenly stopped and looked ahead in unison.
I saw a young girl with a long piano in front of me, leaning over to tease a child.
This woman's skin is like gelatin, willow eyebrows, a pair of jade fingers that tease children, white and slender, quite eye-catching, and the noble purple skirt will set off the almost perfect figure. But when I saw the breeze blowing, the purple hair that fell on the hips was melodiously fluttering, and the mischievous hair gently flicked the strings of the paleo-brown long piano, which had an elegant and tender charm.
"Cold smoke?"
Chapter Five: The Guardians of SkyLake City
Seeing this woman, Qin Hao couldn't believe it.
The chubby girl of that year actually came out of the beautiful girl in front of her like a purple lotus!
"Haha, sure enough, even the young owner was fascinated."
Seeing Qin Hao's dazed appearance, Shi Dare and his party had already expected a big laugh.
After all, when such a beautiful girl carrying a guqin falls in front of them like a heavenly immortal, both men and women are impressed by their otherworldly temperament.
The girl was amused, heard the laughter behind her, did not feel some doubts, followed by a quiet side of the look, the clear as a spring of eyes, suddenly widened.
Seeing the situation, Elder Lin smiled and beckoned everyone to leave.
"Long time gone, cold smoke." Walking toward the young girl, Qin Hao glanced up and down, and couldn't help but sigh: "The female eldest has changed eighteen times, and she has become so beautiful, I almost can't recognize you." ”
As soon as the words fell, Willow's cold and pink cheeks, followed by a shy red cloud, were good-looking.
"Qin is less than the prize." Liu Hanyan smiled, and his jade finger gently stirred the purple hair in front of his forehead, and he also looked at Qin Hao, and Smiled Gently: "Is the family okay?" I think, with their uncle's influence, this crisis should not be nothing, right? ”
Hearing this, Qin Hao smiled bitterly and said everything simply.
In the process of listening, Liu Hanyan's expression kept changing, first shocked, then angry, and finally sighed, and then silently lowered his head.
Liu Hanyan originally lived in the Spirit Continent and was a descendant of the Spirit Clan and the Terran Race.
However, because her mother was a low-status Shadow Clan member of the Spirit Clan, and half of her body was of Terran blood, this made her suffer from white eyes and humiliation within the Spirit Clan. In the end, Liu Hanyan in his childhood was driven out of the Spirit Clan and died. Fortunately, Qin He, who was out, found her and brought her back to Qin Jiazhuang.
Soon, Liu Hanyan's talent in spells appeared. In order not to bury this good seedling, Qin He spent a lot of effort to get Liu Hanyan into the Spirit Wind Academy for further study.
Therefore, for Liu Hanyan, Qin Jiazhuang is her home.
And now, his home has been destroyed, destroyed by a group of people with great power.
Halfway through, only to hear a choke, Liu Hanyan turned around and raised her head to look at the blurred sky, she did not want the tears swirling in her eyes to flow, although her heart was extremely sad.
This was also her usual action, every time she was bullied, she forced herself to swallow tears, she could not let others see her weakness.
Weakness will only lead to further bullying, and only by being strong can we truly become strong.
"Qin Shao."
The sound of willow smoke came over.
"I don't care where they come from or how strong they are. As long as they do it, I want them to repay tenfold, a hundredfold. ”
This fierce vow, unexpected calm.
But everyone knows that the seemingly calm sea will have terrible power.
However, this kind of persistent and calm mentality cannot be honed without inhuman torture.
"Qin Shao, can you show me those scars?"
After Liu Hanyan calmed down, he slowly turned around, and then folded his hands on his hips and winked at Qin Hao.
This gentle gesture made Qin Hao shudder slightly, and then he let out a sigh, turned around, and took off his shirt, revealing a strong muscle.
"Well..."
Beautiful eyes swept back and forth on Qin Hao's smooth back, and Liu Hanyan couldn't help but blush a little.
This back, which should have been covered with scars as Qin Hao said, in addition to the blue tattoos, was a twisted muscle with a masculine beauty unique to men.
Thinking of this, Liu Hanyan couldn't help but scold himself for his wild thoughts, and refocused his attention on the tattoo.
Only to see that behind Qin Hao, sixteen cyan patterns of different shapes were arranged in a square.
Liu Hanyan frowned slightly, thinking back to the "paleolinguistics" he had studied in the library of the Lingfeng Academy.
"These are not patterns, but rather glyphs. Although I understand some ancient texts, I don't recognize any of these sixteen character patterns. Maybe...... Perhaps it is a script from the primeval period. ”
After all, she studied the spellcaster profession in the mage department, which is closely related to symbols such as language graphics. Because the spell itself is a special kind of information, only by mastering a large number of languages can you easily draw a spell.
Having said that, based on her ten years of attainment in the Spirit Wind Academy, she couldn't tell where these words came from.
"Oh, Cold Smoke, do you see anything?" Qin Hao's voice was a little embarrassed.
Because many eyes from the refugee camp were staring at him curiously.
After all, it is difficult to take off her shirt in broad daylight for a girl to study, and it is difficult not to let people pay attention.
"Nothing. There are more than twenty kinds of mainstream ethnic groups in the mainland, although they are often used to communicate in continental languages, they are also recorded in ethnic languages, plus the span of time periods... I can't unravel this word pattern now. Liu Hanyan shook his head: "If Qin Shao is in a hurry——""
"No, no, that's not the priority."
Qin Hao looked down at Ma Li and put on his clothes, only to be relieved, and then suddenly found that the beautiful girl in front of him was smiling like a lotus flower with buds, and the smile was intoxicating.
"Qin Shao is still as shy as before."
Ten years later, he still hasn't changed.
This scene reminded Qin Hao of his childhood life.
"I don't know what happened to Zhang Yue?"
This name made the two of them think of a mild-mannered teenager at the same time.
However, they both knew very well that gentleness was only a symptom.
"Huh? Didn't Zhang Yue want to be a mechanic? Liu Hanyan wondered.
Mechanic, a profession in the Department of Physics, is usually trained by the Academy and is able to control various machines to participate in combat and play an auxiliary role in war.
Hearing this, Qin Hao smiled helplessly: "He went to a college majoring in machinery, but after two days of stability, he took a three-edged scraper and stabbed his classmates and was expelled from the college." Then the boy left a letter to the family, saying that he wanted to go around alone, and then there was no news... He was twelve years old. ”
"Like his style." After smiling, Liu Hanyan thought about it, stared at Qin Hao with beautiful eyes, and exhaled like Lan: "Qin Shao, what are you going to do next?" ”
"Take it with you, go to the Wuhou Ancestral Hall to find my master, maybe he can know something."
Pointing to the inky black knife at his waist, Qin Hao said solemnly.
"The Wuhou Ancestral Hall is still far from here, so I'll join you."
"You? Don't you have to go back to the Spirit Wind Academy?" Qin Hao was a little surprised.
Hearing this, a look of pride appeared on Liu Hanyan's face.
"I'm graduating!" Suddenly playfully blinking his eyes at Qin Hao, Liu Hanyan's jade fingers spread lightly, gently removed the guqin on his back, and stroked the maroon dragon pond on the guqin, with a look of love: "The name of this piano is 'Great Sage Relic', a graduation gift from my mentor." ”
"The Great Sage Relic!"
After listening, Qin Hao's beautiful face was shocked.
You know, as one of the four famous pianos in ancient times, the "Great Sacred Relic Sound Qin" is an extremely precious thing, with nine beautiful sounds such as strange, ancient, transparent, moist, quiet, round, uniform, clear, and fang.
This piano is slender, the whole body is mainly chestnut, mixed with a little black, sycamore wood axe, dragon pond is round, Fengnuma is flat, the back of the piano is inscribed with the four words of Xu Xingcao "Great Sacred Relic", and there are calf hair breaks in the snake's belly. Round dragon pond, flat round phoenix swamp, abdominal nano tone slightly raised. The back of the piano is inscribed with the four characters of "Great Saint Relic", and the piano sound is loose and loud, with ancient rhyme. The shape is thick and beautiful, the lacquer color is brilliant and ancient, and the broken lines are hidden like a clam, which is beyond the reach of extraordinary products.
He knew that Liu Hanyan was good at playing the guqin when he was a child, and all the guqin in the village could be touched almost as soon as he touched it, and he had more ability to never forget the score. However, he did not expect that Liu Hanyan's piano skills would allow her to get the "Great Saint Relics Piano" at the Spirit Wind Academy.
"Sigh, I didn't expect that the Spirit Wind Academy not only taught spells, but also piano skills, and had long eyes."
In contrast, Qin Hao wordlessly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the girl in front of him was indeed almost evil.
"Hee-hee, it's not like that, it's just that I can combine the sound of the piano with the spell." This was the first time in the history of a spellcaster. Liu Hanyan's eyes glowed with confidence, and he shook his pink fist: "I am determined to become the greatest violin spell master!" ”
"Worthy of being a person with the bloodline of the Spirit Clan, his perception of spells is much stronger than that of ordinary people!"
Qin Hao became more and more speechless, in contrast, he had achieved nothing except the talent of returning.
Unconsciously, his gaze fell on the soldiers who made wooden spears, qin Hao remembered what it was like, and said, "Han Yan, you let them make so many wooden spears, it should not be just to arm these people, right?" ”
"Okay." Carefully re-fastening the guqin, Liu Hanyan turned his head and looked around, only then did he whisper, "I plan to organize them." ”
"Like a mercenary? They don't know yet. ”
Qin Hao frowned slightly, he didn't want to take advantage of these kind refugees.
"Qin Shao, we must master our own strength. To pick out those people, it is not enough for us to do so on our own. I did this, and I was the next step. Liu Hanyan smiled, she knew Qin Hao's thoughts, but she felt that it was necessary.
After all, it is not so easy to get this group of people who have just escaped from the war to return to the battlefield.
"Cold smoke, it's important to be armed, but I can't let them follow me on an adventure." Qin Hao spread his hands, pointed to the refugees around him, and said solemnly: "I don't want war to become a tool for seeking personal rights, I want not only the glory of the warrior clan, but also a truly peaceful continent." Moreover, there are so many women and children here, so it is even more impossible to hide them. ”
Qin Hao's awe-inspiring words made this girl understand something.
However, she did not care about the safety of these people, she was confident that she could take them well.
But Qin Hao's words were not unreasonable, no matter what, trust was very important for the construction of an army.
After a few deep groans, Liu Hanyan spat out a rare tongue: "You are right, then let's talk to Elder Lin about forming a mercenary army." ”
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