"I've never imagined that anyone could be hostile to shadow gate."
Zhou Ming got up and went out of the hall. The weak light of the fire reflected his lonely face.
In the middle of the night, the rain stopped gradually, and the water droplets on the eaves splashed to the ground, making a "tick" sound.
"If the shadow gate really disappears from this world, the Xuhai Empire should also be a peaceful and prosperous time."
The young man in white felt the cool air after the rain and went away with one foot.
"Brother Zhou..."
Lan Shi chases out of the door, but he doesn't see Zhou Ming. He stays in the same place and looks at the empty night sky. He can't help feeling disappointed.
It has been 50 years since Lanshi came to Xuhai empire. In the past 50 years, he was not happy to see Xuhai Empire go down step by step. In fact, the Xuhai Empire, like Jingbei Empire and Hongge Empire 50 years ago, had its own laws. Practitioners and ordinary people had their own living standards.
But since the shadow gate penetrated into the Xuhai Empire, everything is changing. The development of medicine encouraged people to fight in the dark, which led to the chaos of the Empire.
Lanshi knew that it was very difficult to change the current situation of Xuhai empire on his own, because the real master of Xuhai empire was never someone else. Behind it, there was always the dark and cruel giant shadow gate.
"Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming Why have you never heard of this man's name in Xuhai Empire? "
Lanshi wanders in the same place, thinking about the origin of Zhou Ming. In recent years, he has been a powerful monk in the place where the source is exhausted. He has set up his own intelligence network in Xuhai empire. Besides not daring to touch the taboos in this area, Xuhai empire can't escape his ears and eyes as long as there is a little disturbance.
Zhou Ming, as a man, appeared out of thin air without any warning. Although in the past two days, he has received a lot of news about foreigners breaking into the city, in his imagination, this person must be extremely vicious and bloodthirsty, because there are too many such people in the place where the source is exhausted. He has recruited countless such people, and each time, he can only solve the problem with force.
But when he saw himself, he just said a few words, and Zhou Ming came home with him casually. Although there were some differences between them, Zhou Ming was different from others. There seemed to be something hidden in his eyes. When he said shadow gate, his face didn't fluctuate, as if shadow gate was really his enemy.
Lan Shi went back to the hall and sat on the pear blossom wooden chair rubbing his temple. Zhou Ming was eccentric. He had the idea of bringing Zhou Ming under his command, but now, as Zhou Ming said, it would be better to seek cooperation.
Lanshi found that he couldn't see through the cold youth. He seemed to have only seven sections of cultivation, but when he left, he couldn't even trace his breath.
"This man, what can I rely on..."
With a bitter smile, Lan Shi stood up and walked to the deep outside the hall
Yuanjin city has a magnificent palace, in this endless night, bright lights, singing and dancing, not noisy.
In front of the palace, there are countless gorgeous women in the palace, sitting on the golden robes and carved stone pillars.
Under this hall, there are many fierce officials. They are not full of books, and their eyes are bright. Some energetic people stare at the palace maids on the stage, hoping to drag them down immediately and put them in order.
The fierce man on the imperial chair was named Qu Wuqiu and the king of Xuhai. Because of his superior strength, he slaughtered thousands of corpses all the way, and finally became the leader of this country.
Qu Wuqiu enjoys his present life very much. Since he became the emperor of the Xuhai Empire, the shadow gate has taught him more advanced mental cultivation techniques. Moreover, with the enhancement of the potion of the shadow gate, he has awakened the spiritual root attribute in his body ahead of time. In addition, with the cultivation of nine sections of the physical environment, he is no longer invincible.
Qu Wuhu held up his wine bottle and said to the officials below: "all Qing, now the empty sea is in a prosperous age, and the country has been celebrating for a hundred years. Drink this cup!"
"Your Majesty is mighty!"
All the people raised their glasses together and put down all the spirits in them.
"Today is the three-year period of Gu's succession to the throne. I'd like to have a banquet here. I'll let you enjoy it!"
One of the maids who served Qu Wuqiu helped him pour wine, and the other helped him pinch his legs. Seeing that his hands were not idle, he went into the thin clothes and kept on attacking the two maids.
How can officials drink quietly when they see Qu Wuqiu? The middle-aged man with a strong waist rushed to the stage immediately, knocked down a petite maid in waiting, tore her clothes, and began to hone her gun skills impatiently.
Not long after, the whole hall was full of luxury. In this breathing space, Qu Wuqiu's voice sounded again: "do you know why Prince LAN didn't come to the banquet?"
"Your Majesty, there's news from outside the palace that someone broke into Yuanjin city. Prince Lan's residence is not far away. He should have gone to deal with it."A thin young man dressed up, said to Qu Wuqiu. This young man is the red man around Qu Wuqiu. His name is Liu Ke. He likes to flatter and is deeply loved by Qu Wuqiu.
Qu Wuqiu enjoyed the "special service" of the two maids in the palace. His voice was thick: "Liu Aiqing, it's up to you to announce Prince LAN. Gu wants to ask him in person why he doesn't give Gu this thin face. In recent years, those who break into the city don't know how much they are. In the end, they all die. Go! Prince xuanlan, come
"Your Majesty is powerful. I'll do it now."
Liu Ke bows to Qu Wuqiu and runs out of the main hall.
"Come here, you must not be drunk today."
Qu Wuqiu drinks all the wine, throws the golden bottle, and "carries the gun to battle" in person, showing his magnificent posture.
It's really a scene of wine and meat.
Shortly after Liu Ke left, a young man in white fell from the imperial city. The White was so incompatible with the night that it soon attracted the attention of the patrolling soldiers nearby.
"Who is it! How dare you break into the imperial city
A soldier from the fifth section of the physical training field rushed forward. He pulled out his sword and rowed to the throat of the young man in white.
The young man in white raised his right hand gently, and with a flick of his fingers, the tough sword body suddenly broke, and half of the sword tip flew through the head of a soldier who wanted to sneak attack from the side.
"Where is the king of Xuhai?"
The young man in white held the neck of the soldier in front of him, and his eyes were indifferent.
"We will not..."
Before the soldier finished his words, the young man touched his brow with his index finger, and the great pressure spread. Some soldiers who still wanted to rush up directly exploded into blood mist.
"The guards, a group of puppets driven by bad habits."
The young man let go of his hand, and the soldier fell to the ground and could not get up again.
These so-called guards have no chance to shout in front of the young people in white. In the blink of an eye, they are all covered with blood.
The young man in white is Zhou Ming. He left Lanshi's palace and went all the way to the imperial city with his divine sense. He had only one purpose in this trip. He asked where the shadow gate was.
Shen Yue joined shadow gate before and went to Yingxu Island, which most people can't find because the leader of shadow gate has set up a hidden array on Yingxu island. People without shadow gate lead the way. To find Yingxu island is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Zhou Ming knew that the Xuhai Empire had always been connected with the shadow gate, so he came to this place where the source was exhausted. Even if he kept on going, he also saw the cruelty of this area. The weak are predators, the weak are playthings, and the strong are monarchs. Fighting can be seen everywhere.
There is no good or evil here. As long as you are strong enough and want to do anything, no one can stop you. The fiercer you kill, the more people respect you. The place where the source is exhausted only advocates the strong and pays attention to moral character, which will only be regarded as a joke.
Zhou Ming didn't have any burden when this guard was destroyed. He didn't know how many lives they had on their hands. Each of them stepped out of the killing. They were almost as fierce as the shadow men. Here, we can't talk about benevolence, justice and morality. Between the two sides, either you die or I die.
Zhou Minggang just forcibly searched the soldier's memory and learned that Qu Wuqiu was holding a banquet to commemorate his three-year accession to the throne. He moved lightly and fell on the roof of a side hall. His feet moved and his figure flickered. He came to the top of the main hall where the banquet was being held.
The divine sense sweeps down, and hatred flashes in Zhou Ming's eyes. He never thought that the drama of "living spring palace" is playing in the main hall. In his previous life, he had the honor to read the description of the upper class in a famous book, but he did not expect to see such "wonderful" scenes in reality.
Qu Wuqiu may have lost his head, patted the two palace maids who were panting on the emperor's chair, and cried out: "we are not going to sleep tonight. We are the only queen of the palace. Let all the princesses choose us!"
"Your Majesty is wise!"
The burly officials below, with their eyes full of evil light, were extremely excited to "flog" and smile at the same time.
"Your Majesty is in a good mood!"
However, just when the official wanted to leave the main hall, a voice came from the top of the main hall, reverberating and deafening.
The naked officials were so surprised that they almost died.
"Who's bothering me! Die
Qu Wuqiu didn't even wear his clothes. With a fist, he broke the glazed tile on the top and hovered in the air.
"Then die!"
Zhou Ming took aim at the short "Caterpillar" under Qu Wuqiu, sneering and punching.
"Die
Qu Wuhu's face was twisted. He felt that he had been greatly humiliated. He clenched his fist and hit hard!
"Boom!"
Two fists collided, devastating force swept all directions, a series of "click" sound sounded, all the glazed tiles on the palace disintegrated, debris fell down like rain.
(to be continued)