Chapter 1378

"Ah Yue, I'm so big that I haven't seen a virtuous person who opens his eyes to heaven." Xiao Yi helped the bamboo hat and looked at Nangong Yue with a smile, "shall we go to see it?"

He eagerly winked at Nangong Yue, and his expression was almost coquettish.

Nangong Yue always had no idea about him, so he should.

So Xiao Yi led Nangong Yue to the wooden platform. At first, no one had noticed their existence. However, when they passed the group of believers sitting in Futuan and came to the wooden platform, they stood out.

All around Nanliang people were surprised to look at them and point at them.

A boy who served aliman immediately came up to them, stopped them and asked with a trace of arrogance: "who are you? Don't you see that Mu Chan is praying for the people of Nanliang here? "

Nangong Yue didn't understand Nanliang language, but Xiao Yi knew it of course. He replied with a smile in a slightly stiff Nanliang language: "I'm a newcomer. I heard that aliman Mu Chan had cultivated his golden body and opened his eyes. I want to see it."

His tone was as if he heard that there was a firecracker in a street, and he came to watch it.

Many believers all around heard about it and glared at Xiao Yi one after another. After a moment of silence, the onlookers in Nanliang seemed to realize something and whispered to each other.

The boy's face was not very good-looking, raised his chin and said, "this childe, listen to your accent, are not we Nanliang people?" He looked at Xiao Yi's face under his hat. Just now, because the bamboo hat covered most of Xiao Yi's face, the boy didn't notice that his appearance was different from that of their Nanliang people.

"I'm from the south of Dayu." Xiao Yi threw away the hat on his head.

The moment the bamboo hat flies out, an excited Eagle crow rings from the mid air, and then a gray shadow flashes. A gray eagle catches its two claws, accurately grabs the edge of the hat, and then flies away.

This scene happened so suddenly that all the onlookers were attracted by the gray eagle. When they came back to their senses and looked at Xiao Yi again, they were almost shocked.

After the bamboo hat was removed, Xiao Yijun's picturesque face was suddenly exposed to the hot sun, causing a series of exclamations and whispers, especially in the eyes of those girls and women.

In the noise, even aliman on the wooden platform opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yi.

Aliman covered his eyes, stroked his long snow-white beard, and said in a detached way: "this childe, although you are not from Nanliang, you are also in the southern cool now. If the black dead insects come, you will be killed! Maybe you and your wife are going to die in a strange land

This seems to be in admonishment, can be a fine product, but also word for word.

Especially when he heard that he was swearing at ah Yue's death in a strange land, Xiao Yi's expression was a little careless. His eyes were sharp as an arrow, which made aliman's heart "thump".

But the boy didn't feel it. He continued to persuade him with a slightly arrogant expression: "this childe, although it is because of the rebellious actions of the southern King's son in your town that this disaster has been brought to Nanliang, we mu Chan is kind-hearted. No matter you are from Nanliang or Dayu, all living beings are equal, Mu Chan will protect you."

The boy's painstaking manner attracted believers around him and the people in Nanliang to nod their heads frequently. They looked at aliman with more and more reverence. Mu Chan is worthy of being Mu Chan. He is very compassionate.

Xiao Yi's face again showed a brilliant smile, but the smile did not extend to the bottom of his eyes, and said: "unfortunately, I don't believe in ghosts, gods, Buddhas, and fate. We have a saying in Dayu: it's a blessing, not a disaster. It can't be avoided. If there is a few words, how can we say that the disaster will be reduced

If it is useful to pray for God, how can there be so many natural and man-made disasters since ancient times?!

Isn't the emperor the son of heaven?

But even if the son of heaven, it is not impossible to protect his imperial dynasty, can not protect his own longevity and Tianqi?

Aliman sighed and said in a pitiful tone: "this childe, you are not afraid of death and do not believe in God and Buddha. Don't" implicate "the people of Nanliang

The word "implicated" was uttered from his mouth, but it accentuated the tone. The believers around him were agitated and looked at Xiao Yi with indignation.

Xiao Yi is still indifferent. Is this kind of hostile look still rare in the battlefield? If he had taken it to heart, he would have been restless and could not sleep at night.

He laughed directly and said, "interesting! Then I'd like to see what kind of disaster it will bring if no one prays for blessing? "

Before he had finished his words, he suddenly kicked out his foot and hit the boy in the lower abdomen accurately. The boy screamed, staggered back a few steps and fell on all fours.

All this happened so quickly that the believers around didn't respond. Xiao Yi took Nangong Yue's hand and walked onto the wooden platform with a smile from the beginning to the end.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, I don't know why, aliman felt cold in his heart, and felt that he was half watched by a poisonous snake. The more gorgeous the appearance of the snake, the more poisonous its fangs are."Ah Yue, wait for me here." Xiao Yi asked Nangong Yue to wait in a corner of the wooden platform. He went on walking until he reached aliman.

For a moment, aliman felt a little weak in his heart, but then he told himself that he could not predict anything, he was just a man on his own. Look at the woman beside him, he had no strength to bind a chicken. Did he dare not do it by himself?!

"Bold!" He swallows and scolds, "you What do you want to do? "

Xiao Yi touched his chin with a smile, as if it had been decided. His smile deepened and he said slowly, "maybe I killed you."

His Nanliang tone is not very standard, coupled with his smiling face, it sounds like a joke.

But aliman, who looked at him in four eyes, knew it was not a joke.

Aliman's eyes were wide open. He wanted to call someone and run away. But his thoughts flashed, and it was too late.

Xiao Yi pulled out a soft sword wrapped around his waist. The silver body of the sword glittered in the sunlight, reflecting Aleman's frightened eyes.

"Brush -"

the soft sword shakes in mid air and goes down with the trend. One sword takes aliman's left chest.

The silver point of the sword came in from the chest and pierced out from the back bloody.

Aliman opened his mouth in disbelief, his eyes almost gaped out, his mouth murmured, his voice almost inaudible

But Xiao Yi, who is closest to him, can judge what he is saying from his mouth shape:

"how dare you Who are you? "

Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders. He never changed his name or his seat.

"Xiao Yi."

He gave two words, and then immediately drew out his sword. The next moment, the hot blood from the other side's heart spewed out from the wound, splashing on Xiao Yi's robe. His original white robe was decorated with enchanting red, which symbolized the other shore flower of death, manto shahua.

Xiao Yi?! Aliman's eyes widened. Xiao Yi didn't, didn't he

He couldn't think about it any more. His turbid eyes became more and more dim, and finally lost all the brilliance. "Bang" fell down. Only the blood was still gurgling out, flowing on the log colored wooden platform, shocking

There was no sound around, and no one could move. They almost suspected that the scene in front of them was an illusion. No one thought that it was just a flick of his fingers that aliman Muchen had gone back to the West.

Xiao Yi frowned and took out a veil to wipe off the blood stains on the sword. He said in a slightly sarcastic tone: "the so-called golden body is just a body of every body, which can't stop an arrow through the heart."

The next moment, the woman screamed! Someone has killed someone! "

Then, the nearby believers and the people in Nanliang responded. The crowd was noisy and agitated, and it was boiling like a large pot of boiling water.

The boy just stood up, and then he fell down and sat on the ground. He shivered slightly and stammered, "Mu chan Mu Chan was killed... "

Then, he turned pale and looked at Xiao Yi on the wooden platform. However, he saw that the gorgeous young man was still smiling carelessly. If it had not been for a dead corpse at his feet, people would have suspected that the scene was just an illusion.

The boy pointed to Xiao Yi with trembling fingers. His eyes were filled with deep fear. He roared excitedly: "it's him. He killed Mu CHAN! Kill for your life

"Mu Chan is dead, and no one prays. Isn't the black dead insect coming?"

"We're all going to die!"

"We don't think it's a bad idea for us to have a bad heart."

“……”

Hatred and fear are like a stone falling into a lake, creating a circle after circle of ripples, rippling around

The mood of those Nanliang people became more and more excited. Everyone seemed to be possessed by demons. Their eyes were flushed and their emotions were excited. They agitated each other. Soon, they swarmed toward the wooden platform like the tide, and the whole city seemed to be boiling.

In this dense crowd, Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue are just two people, so small.

However, Xiao Yi was still calm. She went to Nangong Yue and took her right hand with her clean left hand and said, "ah Yue, are you afraid?"

Nangong Yue said with a smile, "you are here."

With Xiao Yi, she naturally has nothing to fear, nothing to worry about.

Xiao Yi doesn't like to be patient, but he's not impulsive. What's more, he doesn't have a full grasp of himself here, and he won't take it easy.

Xiao Yi chuckled. If it wasn't in public now, he would really like to kiss his smelly girl.

Nangong Yue seems to read his mind, Mu Lu warning ground squint.

Xiao Yi also aggrieved ground flat mouth, he this isn't to have done what?

Nangong Yue suddenly had some headache. If their son also learned the character of Yi, he would be worried to death every day!They just exchanged a few eyes. The believers have narrowed the circle, supported the wooden platform with both hands, and were about to climb up

At this time, bursts of "whoosh" sound of breaking the sky, a few gray shadows like a meteor across the sky, and then "Zheng Zheng Zheng" shot on the wooden platform, the lucky people were unhurt, looking at the feather arrow nearby; the bad luck person was naturally pierced in the palm of his hand by sharp arrow and nailed to the wooden platform.

The man who was nailed to the palm of his hand was stunned for a moment, as if he realized what had happened. He lost his blood color in an instant and let out a howl like killing a pig.

Where did the arrow come from?

This question appeared in everyone's mind. Then, the sound of "rumbling" steps came from all directions. A group of soldiers with bronze helmets and iron armour appeared, one with a long knife or a bow and arrow. It seemed that they were fierce. In a moment, the soldiers divided into two ways and formed two encirclement circles. Some people surrounded the square, and the remaining hundreds of people surrounded the square He rushed to the wooden platform and surrounded it.

At a glance at the costumes of these soldiers, Nanliang people on the scene knew that this was the southern Xinjiang army, and their face changed greatly. At first, the crowd was furious and blood boiling. In a flash, it was like being poured a bucket of cold water on the head. The flaming flame in the heart "exposed" to extinguish, and replaced by fear, fear, and uneasiness

Those people in Nanliang were all whispering, and their faces were in doubt.

Although the southern Xinjiang army did not burn, kill and plunder after taking over Nanliang, their people's life seemed as old as before, but in the bottom of their hearts, they all knew that since Nanliang was subjugated, they were slaves of the subjugation of the country, and everyone was somewhat uneasy. No one knows if they would kill these soldiers if they were angry.

Today, they have no idea who is brave enough to fight in the south. On the battlefield, where the South Xinjiang army went, the enemy's corpses spread thousands of miles!

The more people in Nanliang think about it, the more uneasy they are, and the more puzzled they are:

a few days ago, aliman Muchen set a date for the practice of altar opening, which has been spread in Fuhu city for a long time. However, in recent days, the southern Xinjiang army has been doing nothing. Many people secretly doubt whether the southern Xinjiang army is also afraid of the pestilence which is more terrible than the plague. They also speculate whether the generals in the army have already fled in fear I didn't expect that they had been paying close attention to every move here!

When the people are whispering, the same doubt naturally comes up. So, who is this beautiful young man on the wooden platform that makes the southern Xinjiang army so prepared?

All people's eyes are the same to look at the wooden platform again, but their mood and eyes are very different from before.

The two leading officers and men of the southern Xinjiang army stepped onto the wooden platform and knelt down on one knee. They bowed to Xiao Yi, who was about a foot away, and saluted him with a fist: "the last general Li Deguang (Lu Pingyao) went to see shiziye."

Then, the other soldiers of the southern Xinjiang army in the rear also knelt down on one knee and saluted: "see the son of heaven."

The shouts of the soldiers resounded through the sky.

"Get up." Xiao Yi said with a smile, without a trace of surprise on his face. As early as he came here and looked around the environment, he found that there was a flash of thousands of miles on the tower in the West

Kneeling Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao got up, and their hearts were still surging.

They were sent here ten days ago by Lord ease. He said that there might be civil unrest here, so they could act according to circumstances.

Sure enough, a few days after they came to Fuhu City, they found that Mu Chan, who was called aliman, was preaching wildly that because shiziye had killed Nanliang, he brought disaster to Nanliang. Seeing that the people in the city of Fuhu were agitated and agitated at any time, they immediately asked for advice from the Marquis of ease, who ordered people to give them a brocade bag, and asked them to let aliman open the altar and then act on the brocade bag.

At the same time, the garrison of Fuhu city did not move under the direction of yiyihou. On the one hand, it allowed the farce to go on; on the other hand, it was quietly following the cane.

I didn't expect that aliman had not done anything, and his plan had not been implemented, which ushered in an unexpected variable!

Before a cup of tea, when Li Deguang watched two men with hats and Nanliang robes walking on the wooden platform through Qianli eye, he thought that the man and the woman were aliman's accomplices, but at the moment when the man took off the hat, he was so surprised that he almost couldn't hold it.

Shiziye, shiziye is here!?

Li Deguang immediately guessed that the woman next to the prince must be his concubine.

Until now, Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao still can't believe it. Shiziye came to Nanliang with his shizifei without any attendants

And as soon as he made a move, he ended up with a sword.

Although the elegant Hou's wonderful plan is amazing, at this moment, they still feel that the sword of shiziye comes to relieve their anger!

I'm really worthy of being a son of a son. I've never been a muddleheaded man in life!Li Deguang and Lu Pingyao both looked at Xiao Yi respectfully, their eyes shining, as if they were looking at their faith.

Xiao Yi, Li Deguang and others spoke the language of Dayu. Most of the people in Nanliang could not understand it. However, the Central Plains of Dayu were a great country and worshipped by the surrounding small countries. Several Nanliang people in the crowd were similar to Dayu language. Immediately, a man exclaimed, "Zhennan Prince, he is Zhennan King's son!"

In the man's voice, there was a thick disbelief.

This shocking message spread from one to another But in the blink of an eye, it spread all over the ears of tens of thousands of Nanliang people. Everyone's face was shocked, and their eyes showed a deep fear, which was a kind of fear of death.

In front of me, this young man with beautiful appearance like a woman is the legendary god of killing, the son of the southern king of Dayu town who killed people like a mass?!

Most of the people in Nanliang are like paper, and the color of fear in their eyes and faces is even stronger.

Zhennan Wang Shizi's murderous violence has long been spread all over Nanliang. Just now he killed aliman Muchen with one sword, which proves that the rumor is true!

They were so disrespectful to him just now. In order to make an example, would he simply order the city to be washed with blood?!

Thinking, a lot of people's eyes showed a thick fear, more and more shrink back.

At this time, an old female voice suddenly exclaimed in the crowd: "what about the prince of Zhennan? If you do more injustice, you will die! "

An old woman with white hair in a coarse cloth dress walked out of the crowd. She held her head high and went to the wooden platform. Her right hand pointed to Xiao Yi. She yelled to the people in Nanliang in the square: "brothers and sisters, have you all seen it with your own eyes? Mu Chan was killed by the tyrannical King Shizi of Zhennan for the safety of our people in Nanliang, but what did we do?! We stand by in silence here and dare not revenge for mu Chan. Nanliang's bloody absence is pathetic. No wonder Nanliang became a slave of the country's subjugation! If you live so lowly and lowly, how different is it from the enslaved animals

With that, she raised her hands and yelled at the sky: "the people are insensitive, the sky is dead, I am cool in the south!"

Before the words fell, the old woman rushed towards the wooden platform. Li Deguang thought that she was going to attack Xiao Yi. She strode forward. She blocked Xiao Yi in front of him, and the long sword came out of the scabbard.

But who knows, that old woman unexpectedly bumps into the wooden platform, mercilessly, heavily.

"Dong!"

She used all her strength to make a loud noise. The whole square was quiet for a moment, and felt as if she had been hit hard by it.

But the old woman's turbid eyes were glaring, and the blood gurgled from the wound on her forehead, and dyed her snow like silver hair half red and half white.

All around Nanliang people were staring at the old woman who was dying. Within a short time, two people died because of Zhennan King's son!

All of them couldn't move, their eyes were red, and the old woman's voice reverberated repeatedly in their ears before she died:

"the people are numb, the sky is dead and I'm cool in the south!"

Yes, if they live, and if they are allowed to do what they want, what is the difference between living and dying?

"Who said that our Nanliang men are not bloody!" A rough male voice angrily roared, "women and children still know good and evil, and know national humiliation. Do we men want to watch Zhennan wangshizi do whatever they want in our Nanliang?"

With the indignant questioning and accusation of the man, the people in Nanliang in the square are all angry. Looking at Xiao Yi's eyes, the flames of hatred are kindled again, and they are burning more and more vigorously

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