The autumn wind rises and the dead leaves fall.

Linghao was dressed in white. His pride was obvious. He walked among his comrades yesterday.

Finally, with Wei Tianhan, he stepped on the high horse and drove towards the city of Shura.

The ear is mingled with the sound of the people's spitting, and the sound of congratulations from the Shura soldiers.

I don't know when, Ling Hao's hand is clenched, because it's pierced by sharp nails and overflowed with blood. The blood is blown by the autumn wind, and the light blood is diffused.

"In this life, I look down upon vanity and vanity. What can I do for myself, whether it's good or bad?"

"It's a pity that the newly arrived people of Dongzhou will be scattered again."

"Don't worry, Dongzhou is not only your home, but also mine."

"As long as I know the strategic plan of the Shura army, I will be back at once."

Linghao smiled bitterly. When the Shura army arrived at the gate of the city, he saw a lot of people coming to the gate. These people are refugees. Now they are homeless and running around. They are so miserable. They are all given by Shura.

The little girl with yellow hair, the woman in rags, the little boy without covering his body, the man with dirty face.

It's the scene in the eyes. Ling Hao's heart quivers.

Wei Tianhan asked, "brother, are you soft hearted?"

Linghao was stunned when he heard the words and said with a smile: "what brother Wei said? I have nothing to do with the lives of these pariah people."

"Ha ha, that's right."

Wei Tianhan rode on his horse and said slowly, "brother, how about you kill all these refugees and prove your sincerity to the Shura people?"

Ling Hao is silent.

Finally, he asked coldly, "brother Wei doesn't believe me? Then I don't have to go to your Shura family. Goodbye! "

With that, he got off the horse.

Wei Tianhan said: "brother Ling, don't worry. I was just joking."

"How can I not believe you? You are now regarded as a thorn in the eye by the East Asian friars. Where can you go?"

Linghao sneers in her heart. When it's done, cut off your head first!

The two moved on, followed by five thousand Shura soldiers.

When passing the city gate, Ling Hao was suddenly hit by the vegetable leaves, and the sour juice spilled on his face.

Looking back, it was a little boy. He was looking at himself angrily.

Ling Hao smiled and wiped off the juice on his face. Suddenly, no one could stop him.

"Children, why did you hit me?"

Linghao squatted down and asked with a smile.

"My father said that you are a bad man, and that you are a traitor, not a good man."

The little boy said crisply.

A man behind him suddenly knelt down.

"Adults, children don't know the height of the earth, please don't embarrass him, I will make amends for you."

Said, he knelt on the ground, kowtow on the ground, bang, Bang

For a long time, no voice came, the man carefully raised his head and found that the figure of the man had disappeared.

The heart that the man hangs falls slowly, it must be that person is lazy at his father and son to care about.

He turned his head and slapped the little boy on the butt.

"What do you say, you son?"

Fog rose in the little boy's aggrieved eyes.

He wiped his tears and said, "didn't dad say he was a traitor?"

"You have a reason! Because of your words, we almost died here today! Do you understand? " At the moment, the man is still in a state of lingering fear, and then his anger fades away, and he is only a child when he thinks about it.

It's their nature to be childlike.

"Alas, general Zhentian, why are you going to this road that is despised..."

The man doesn't understand. He is just one of the thousands of refugees in this chaotic world. Because he was occupied by Shura, he could only be displaced.

Every day for three meals a day, these big things, he just hearsay.

……

After entering the Shura City, Ling Hao was directly taken into the Shura hall.

It turns out that this is to receive the wind and wash the dust for oneself.

Wei Tianhan told him that his highness Wei Zhou was very happy to hear that he was going to join the Shura family, so he called the senior Shura officials to celebrate for him.

In the resplendent hall, there are lots of birds and swallows, surrounded by bamboo and silk.

As Wei Tianhan and Ling Hao step into the hall, the people sitting on the left and right sides look at each other.

The man in a python robe on the high position hurriedly came down. He was barefoot with a happy face.

"General Tianhan, this is Mr. Ling?"

Wei Tianhan said, "tell your highness, he is Ling Hao."

When Wei Zhou heard this, he took Ling Hao's hand and walked towards the VIP position. Ling Hao's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. This kid would not be

He hesitated for a moment and quietly broke away.

Linghao Gongshou said: "Your Highness, Lingmou knows that the situation in Dongzhou has gone, so he joins in your highness."

Wei Zhou said with a smile, "Mr. Ling doesn't need to be polite. Since he is a family, all the old grudges and gratitude have been written off."

However, he often heard Wei Tianhan mention to him about how literate and martial this young man was.

The banquet didn't go away until late at night. Ling Hao was assigned a room. In the hall, only Wei Zhou and Wei Tianhan were left.

Wei Zhou said lightly, "it's cold. Don't be careless about this man. If he does something bad to my Shura, report it to me immediately."

"By the way, when he betrayed Dongzhou, what were the expressions of those practitioners?"

Wei Tianhan said with a smile: "those people look unbelievable. Do you know what Ling Hao said? He said that gold and silver, thousands of beauties and cultivation resources should be selected by him. "

Wei Zhou was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face.

"So best."