In the secret room, the candlelight flickered.
Li Changsan saw that there was a sense of responsibility between the words of the master of the sect, and he smiled dumbly, and said: "Zhangjiao, since the ninth year of martial arts, the gate of heaven was opened, and a big star fell in Chang'an, Yuan Tiangang was ordered by the ancestor to deduce the heavenly machine, and thus died of vomiting blood by heaven.
Before he died, he only had time to say: the sky is about to change In the final analysis, this world is the royal world, and what has changed is nothing more than changing one family to be the emperor, what does the Li family and tomorrow's martial family have to do with the people of the world The foundation of my Dao Sect is in the people, and of course it is inseparable from the support of the royal family, so Lao Dao didn't really care much about the changes in the sky at the beginning.
After the greedy wolf was born, the crape myrtle emperor star became dim day by day, and it became a pattern of greedy wolves devouring crape myrtle, and the lord Li Tang had the sign of losing the country, and the country would be replaced with a new owner.
The new lord of the country is naturally the greedy wolf, but the greedy wolf was reborn in my Middle-earth.
Since it is a descendant of my Han family, it is nothing more than a change of family to become the emperor, and it has no impact on the orthodox status of my Daomen, so why bother with the old Tao Then, six years ago, the broken army landed in the land of Mobei, and in the battle of Yinshan, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river.
However, the old Taoist observes the celestial phenomena, but the broken army and the greedy wolf are in a situation, that is to say, although the Turks have risen unexpectedly, our Han family is not in danger of extinction.
However, the celestial phenomena a few days ago made the old Taoist soul scattered, and he couldn't stop worrying.
The Seven Killings are finally coming, and the three murderous stars are coming to the world together, which will break the deadlock pattern, and the heavenly machine will be chaotic and unpredictable.
And what's worse is that the Seven Killings have descended on the land of Mobei, the master, do you know what this means There are greedy wolves and chaotic government inside, and there are seven killings and broken armies outside, and the world will once again usher in the catastrophe of the five chaotic China, and then the Miao descendants of our Han family will be in danger of extinction.
Zhangjiao, what do you want me to say above the court According to the old way, at present, Saibei must be a wolf smoke and a river of blood, and Datang will suffer a fiasco.
See, news will reach the Divine Capital in the near future.
However, today Di Renjie just said that Siyi might have an abnormality, and he was driven out of the court and fled to Huangzhou, do you dare to say it It's come to this, so what can I do" The old guy's face was sad, and he burst into tears, his heart was like a knife, but he was helpless and powerless.
He can't control the decision of the martial queen, and he doesn't have the ability to change the world, seeing that the Turkic iron cavalry will trample on the people of the Han family, drink the horses and rivers, and the Han family will have no place to be clothed, how can he not break his liver and intestines Zhengyi Zhenren was also in a heavy mood, for a long time, sighed, and said: "The skin does not exist, Mao Jiangyan has no Han family and Miao descendants, where does my Taoist inheritance exist, uncle, even if the sky is unpredictable, how difficult the world is, we must do something."
"Hey Zhangjiao, let the disciples who have achieved success in the mountain middle school go out of the mountain, enter the world, give it a go, do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, and ask for peace of mind."
Li Changshou's tears were not dry, but his eyes were very firm.
"According to what Uncle Shi said, all the disciples of Longhu Mountain were born.
Hehe, those old guys in the mountains and forests can't sit still," a hint of anticipation appeared in the eyes of a real person.
At this time, in Shuofang City, because the weather was cold and frozen, the night was already dark, and the soldiers who did not have the task of defending the city all fell asleep.
Zhao Wudi also waited for Mo'er to return, served Mo'er with a meal of horse meat, drank a bowl of ginseng soup, and then coaxed her to sleep.
The night was dark and silent.
Zhao Wudi lay in the outer room, and gradually fell asleep in the snoring of the old Liu Tou It was a warm spring day, the grass grew and the warbler flew, the small bridge flowed, and the scenery of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River was a scene.
The family was on the shore of the vast Falling Moon Lake, Zhao Wudi accompanied his father to chat about the old things of Shuofang, my fair lady and Mo'er talked happily, and there was a cute little girl chasing butterflies.
Suddenly, the tranquility and warmth were broken, and a group of black-clothed men appeared out of nowhere, armed with long knives and slaughtered "Ahh Zhao Wudi woke up from his dream and sat up suddenly, his whole body soaked with cold sweat, and his heart was beating hard "Why don't you sleep, what the hell" Mo'er muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, like a dream, turned over and was confused who to go.
Old Liu Tou was old and not so sleepy, so he lit a candle and asked, "Have a nightmare" "Yes" Zhao Wushu nodded, his heart palpitated, his family was his backscale, and he couldn't be touched.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuyi frowned, his ears moved slightly, and there was a faint sound of shouting and killing outside, accompanied by the screams of people and the sound of gold and iron intersecting weapons.
It's the general here, and it's the dead of night, how can anyone fight and kill here Zhao Wudi didn't have time to think about it, got up and put on his clothes, put on leather boots, picked up a long knife, and whispered to Lao Liu: "Put out the candles, close the door, take care of Mo'er, don't go out" The thief is attacking the general, so the target can only be the general Qin Huaiyu, as for the old man in the dilapidated barracks, who cares Therefore, they are safer to hide in the barracks, and if they run around, they may encounter thieves.
After instructing Lao Liu, Zhao Wushu glanced inside, then pushed the door out with a knife, and rushed towards the shouting of killing.
Passing through the moon gate between the front and back yards, rubbing the walls and coming to the front yard, I saw Qin Dashan leading his personal army and a group of black-clothed people fighting together.
Since it was the dead of night, many of the soldiers did not have time to put on their clothes and armor, so they carried long knives to meet the thieves.
Zhao Wudi's eyes swept away, and he roughly estimated that the number of thieves was about twenty, all of them were wearing black hoods and black clothes, and they couldn't see their true identities.
They were tightly wrapped from head to toe, revealing only two eyes that glowed fiercely, as if they were a group of ghosts who had escaped from hell.
The man in black is very fierce, agile, and sharp, especially good at hand-to-hand combat, with a personal team of twenty against fifty, but has the upper hand.
The weapon they used was a straight knife, which was very similar to the horizontal knife, the standard weapon of the Tang Army, but the blade was narrower, thinner, faster, and the angle of the knife was strange, which made it difficult to guard against.
Zhao Wudi looked at the dress of these people, and then looked at the knives in their hands, as well as the strange knife techniques, and a strange thought appeared in his heart, which startled him.
No, could it be that when God got me to the Tang Dynasty, he was afraid that I would be lonely, and sent me a batch of widows That's weird, isn't it?
Zhao Wudi had a feeling of time and space confusion, and he didn't know where he was The men in black are not afraid of death, they are rampage one by one, regardless of their own defense, even if they are cut off by the arm holding the knife, they have to pounce on it and bite it with their mouths, and they will not die.
Moreover, in addition to the straight knife, they also have a short knife, which often surprises with a short knife during a stalemate, causing great damage to their own soldiers.
There are also those small secret weapons that Zhao Wushu was extremely familiar with in his previous life, and they were the nightmare of his own soldiers.
A group of would-be robbers assassinated Qin Huaiyu, how could this be: