The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 18: Farewell and start

When I have a cold, my nose sprays water until my head seems to be empty.

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The weather is fine.

It was originally spring, but today the blue sky is so high and far away, it is very rare to give people a feeling of autumn.

There are very few clouds in the sky. Only when you look far away can you faintly see a line of white clouds in the far horizon.

The cloud is also very loose and thin, just like the bones of a green lotus, dry and fleshless. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

"That girl is really heartless."

Thinking of gnashing her teeth and killing a bowl of pork knuckle noodle noodles before going out in the morning, and then looking at the thin clouds like her in the sky, Yin Xuege wanted to laugh.

In such a weather, there is still a stupid girl who is full of pork knuckle noodles and lying under the eaves with her belly in her arms waiting.

"There is no need for divination, it will definitely be auspicious."

The weather is so good and the mood is so good, so Yin Xuege smiled, and smiled warmly at Hebo.

Hebo was stunned, then frowned, raised his head in disdain, and held the saber at his waist with his left hand. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many noble people nearby, Yin Xuege felt that this guy would definitely draw his sword three inches out of its sheath and use Sen Han's sword edge to intimidate himself.

Passing the skin around her waist, Yin Xuege smiled even more happily.

A quarter of an hour ago, the drama that the Patriarchs of Weibei County in the holy temple raised their stakes disappeared after a short time.

Under Yin Jiuyou's watchful eye, the Patriarchs of Weinan County did not respond to the challenge.

In the words of Yin Jiuyou's final conclusion, those words are really wonderful. Thinking of it, Yin Xuege felt eloquent.

"The Spring Hunting Sacrifice is a sacred event for members of the Yin family in Weinan and Weibei.

"Children have no shape, they meet to gamble and fight with grievances and grievances, and talk about fighting for their lives. This is the production of children's games. What kind of characters are you, how can you follow the form of children? If you really bet on the two children's gambling. Legend. Go out. Doesn't it seem that I am from Weinan and Weibei, and I am narrow-minded, like a child?"

That's a good thing to say. wonderful. Yinxue loves to listen to songs.

Knock and beat. Stabilized the hearts of the families in Weinan, and ridiculed the heads of the families in Weibei.

All the bosses, big and small, are the masters of their own affairs. He still wants to make a fortune by gambling with two younger generations, so if it spreads, wouldn't it be shameful? You old wretches in Weibei can be ashamed, but those in Weinan County are all "lords", who will accompany you to embarrass yourself?

These words are wonderful and interesting, and they fit Yin Xuege's mind very well.

The two younger generations, talking nonsense and risking their lives for trivial matters. These words were said in a calm manner, absorbing the **** and vicious smell in one go. In her previous life, Yin Jiuyou must have been a full-time street sweeper.

Yin Xuege doesn't want to attract attention.

The gambling between him and Hebo was about a dragon carp, and it turned into a big one. It can be said that two ignorant young people had a dispute over a pet, and they met to hunt tigers and drive wolves in the jungle. , The ownership of pets is determined by the number of prey.

Look, how nice is the tone Yin Jiuyou set?

There is no hint of intrigue, no hint of sinisterness, just such a plain, fresh air of children playing. Yin Xuege likes this kind of smell, everyone should not pay too much attention to themselves, it will be convenient for them to do things.

After bowing down to the ancient saints and making a gambling contract, the great festival music resumed, and everyone bowed down to the saints and left the holy temple.

After completing the cumbersome etiquette, the sun has moved a foot away from the top of the head to the west, and the shadows of the people have already slanted eastward for a long time.

The two Yin families in Weinan and Weibei, and dozens of other wealthy families, are divided into two camps, with a total of more than 600 children participating in the gambling battle. Among them, the Weinan and Weibei Liangyin families contributed 198 elites, and the other families only dispatched 15 elites.

Everyone left the holy temple and stood on the square in front of the temple, and the crowds from all around came in one after another.

In the last quarter of an hour, let the young people participating in the Spring Hunting Festival taste the last warmth in the world, and bow down to their parents and relatives.

Among the more than 600 people, if 30% survived, it is a very good achievement.

Most of the young people will stay in the depths of Sijue Ridge and become food for animals. Perhaps this quarter of an hour is the last moment they want to get together with their loved ones.

Yin Xuege stood alone among the crowd, surrounded by turbulent crowds, but no one was related to him.

There were at least thousands of people with the same surname as him, but none of them had anything to do with him.

He is Yinxuege, and his name is Yinxuege.

He looked up at the sky, the blue sky was extremely high and far away, only a few wizened clouds could be seen in the very far horizon. When countless people around were disturbing and expressing their true feelings, what he thought of was the skinny and monkey-like green lotus, and...

Fater than a pig, Yin Feifei?

The large piece of moving white fat suddenly flashed in his mind, Yin Xuege felt cold all over, and his stomach felt full.

He turned his head and glanced at the gate of the holy temple.

Hurry up and forget about that fat man, why would he think of him?

In the holy temple, the dragon carp curled up obediently in the birdcage, and was enshrined on the incense table as a bargaining chip.

The Spring Hunting Festival lasts for three months, and the once-in-ten-year event cannot be treated casually. Hundreds of ethnic groups run the business, and they will survive for three months in the Sijue Mountains that stretch thousands of miles, hunting wild beasts, or turning into wild beasts to hunt humans, or being hunted by wild beasts and humans that are no different from wild beasts.

In three months, this dragon carp will stay in the holy temple obediently.

Three months later, Yin Xuege killed Hebo Bobo and left Sijue Ridge. The dragon carp was his.

"This guy!"

The streamlined figure of the three-inch long little dragon carp flashed before his eyes, and he smiled knowingly.

There was a sound of panting, and the fat man who had just appeared in his mind suddenly appeared from beside him.

Yin Feifei stepped on the wind, like a fat and proud swan, breaking through the crowd with difficulty, and descending gracefully.

He grabbed Yin Xuege's hand. Pull him to a secluded corner.

Peeping and playing with mud together since childhood, Yin Xuege followed him to a secluded place in the square without hesitation. Behind a big tree surrounded by several people, a black lacquered iron-wood box was placed heavily in the shade of the tree, Yin Feifei's small eyes quickly slid left and right, and then kicked the box heavily.

"Boss, my father prepared something good for you."

Being nervous by Yin Feifei's nervous expression, Yin Xuege also quickly looked around and opened the lid of the box.

In an iron-wood box four feet long, one foot wide, one foot high, and one inch thick. Nine black and dull alloy arrows were neatly stacked.

The whole body is cast with a secret method alloy that Yin Xuege doesn't know. The triangular pyramid-shaped arrow is as long as a palm, and such an arrow possesses extremely terrifying piercing power.

What made Yin Xuege dumbfounded was the total of thirty-six magic patterns on the arrowhead, arrow shaft, and arrow feathers.

Among the rune weapons, less than thirty-nine French. It is a low-grade rune weapon. The Gaefeng crossbow in the Yinxue singer has three magic patterns. It is a low-grade rune weapon; the thunder bow has nine magic patterns, which is a low-grade rune weapon; the hurricane crossbow held in his arms by the keeper of the Yin Family Manor has only twenty-seven magic patterns. That is the top item among low-grade rune weapons.

The rune arrows in front of him are each engraved with thirty-six magic patterns, which are already middle-grade rune weapons.

What's even more frightening is that this is a one-time consumption of arrows, not a reusable crossbow.

Arrows like this can even kill qi practitioners who have successfully practiced kung fu, have opened up all the acupoints in the kung fu, and have vitality like a dragon all over their body, and their qi has flowed through hundreds of channels. If Hebo was hit by an arrow, it would be hard to find a piece that was as big as a palm.

"Where did you come from?"

Yin Xuege stuffed the iron and wooden box into the storage bag, turned her head and looked coldly at Yin Feifei, who sternly drank in a low voice.

Although the medium-grade rune weapon-level arrows are not officially used by Qi practitioners, they are strictly controlled by the authorities because of their special long-range strike effects. Each of these rune arrows has a clear code number, and each label corresponds to the official arsenal of a certain state or county. If there is any omission or loss, all relevant people will be wiped out.

Yin Feifei actually put this head-off thing behind the big tree like this?

He was afraid that he, his father, his nine wives, fifteen brothers and sisters, twenty-eight maids, twelve servants, four gardeners, concierges and coolies would not die enough. soon?

"No. Absolutely not."

Yin Feifei had never seen Yin Xuege so stern and stern, he was trembling with fright, his white flesh undulating like waves.

"Boss, my father is not as good as your father. Uncle Jiufeng is a patrol officer, so he is an official."

"My father is just a treasury official in Weinan. He has survived for a hundred and fifty years, and he has earned the title of an official official."

"However, being an official also has the advantages of being an official. Every year in this warehouse, according to the "Law", there is always damage and destruction."

Staring at Yin Feifei's pinprick-sized pupils, Yin Xuege grabbed his neck.

"These things are destroyed according to the law? Why are they here?"

Yin Feifei looked around cautiously, then lowered her voice.

"It's not the Weinan Arsenal, it's the inventory of the Weibei Arsenal for many years. The talisman is about to expire, so it will be destroyed according to the law."

"My father used some means, and God didn't know it, and he got it from there."

After pondering for a moment, Yin Xuege shook Yin Feifei's body viciously.

"Where is the insider?"

"All dead."

Yin Feifei looked at Yin Xuege unequivocally.

"Relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the sea to eat the sea, these things, no matter how strict the "Law" is, it will always be inevitable."

Yin Feifei quickly described his father's survival philosophy, perhaps, this is also the survival philosophy in his long thousand-year lifespan.

His father is a canon official. Since he is an official, according to the "Law", it can be hereditary.

In this world, in countless dynasties, official positions can only be inherited by grace, titles can be hereditary, and official positions can also be hereditary. As the eldest son of his family, Yin Feifei will inherit his father's official position, nothing more than being degraded according to the law. His father is the official official, and he just started from the deputy official.

This set of survival philosophy, his father began to teach him all kinds of tricks when he was sensible.

"A few small things that are not high and thick, I want to get some benefits, these things are on the black market, one is worth twenty taels of gold."

Yin Feifei smiled very kindly, and his eyes were full of deep affection for Yin Xuege.

"This is an old thing fifty years ago. If there are future troubles, it will have happened long ago."

"So, this talisman arrow is very clean. When you reach Sijue Ridge, you will meet a strong opponent, just use it."

"Even if the talisman and arrow are found, it would be bad luck for the people of Weibei County, and it has nothing to do with us in Weinan."

After being silent for a while, Yin Feifei patted Yin Xuege's shoulder vigorously with his plump hands.

"Boss, I'm afraid of death, so I dare not go. I don't want you to die, so come back alive."

Yin Feifei is much bigger than Yin Xuege. He was as fat as he could be, a head taller than Yin Xuege.

Looking at the astonishingly fat Yin Feifei, Yin Xuege suddenly thought of the mess she had with this big fat man when she was young.

Because fat. Being bullied by children of the same race all day long. Only I don't know why I hit it off with this fat man. Beat those children until they cry like ghosts and howl like wolves.

Because he was afraid of death, Yin Feifei didn't care about everything else, but he was very familiar with the set of Yinfeng steps. Even better than myself.

"Fear of death is a virtue."

"Who is not afraid of death?"

Punching Yin Feifei's fat chest hard, Yin Xuege lowered his voice.

"When I come back, go live with me. With your size, you can't live in your own house, Uncle Jiuyi, I can't control your mouth."

Glaring Yin Feifei who was about to speak, Yin Xuege gave a cold snort.

"I can only run for my life, is it useful? I will supervise you, you will succeed in tempering your body, break through the opening points, and become a real Qi trainer."

Looking up at the sky in Qingyuan, Yin Xuege's tone became very erratic.

"A mortal can live a thousand years; a qi refiner can still live a thousand years. Even if the earth shakes and the sky shakes, and the stars and the moon are caressing the realm, if you don't take the panacea, you can still live a thousand years. This is doomed."

"Only the five energies are in the Yuan Dynasty, and only the spiritual **** Mahayana can go to the top of the Cangyue and enjoy ten thousand years."

"Follow me, Feifei, follow me, I'll take you to the seven full moons to have a look."

Yin Feifei's small eyes blinked wildly, and he looked at Yin Xuege pitifully.

"Cultivation is really too hard. If you break the opening point and swallow the vitality of the world, if you don't do it well, you will explode and die. I'm really afraid."

"It's good for me to be a deputy courier, with countless gold and silver money, no worries about food and drink, find a hundred or ten women, and then..."

Looking at Yin Feifei with an obscene smile on his face, Yin Xuege kicked him hard.

"Above Cang Yue, the beauties are a hundred times more beautiful than this Yuan Lu world. Moreover, it is said..."

Looking sideways at Yin Feifei, Yin Xuege sneered again and again.

"The legendary art of yin and yang combined cultivation, the kung fu that can make a man want to die, and die and die again, is only passed down on the Cang Yue."

Yin Feifei was sluggish and stiff, and then his white and tender face suddenly turned red.

He grabbed Yin Xuege's shoulder panting, gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Boss, take me up. I want to kill them one by one!"

Patting Yin Feifei's arm in admiration, Yin Xuege smiled with satisfaction.

What a simple young man, what a pure dream, and what honest words. There is no hypocrisy at all, pointing directly to the heart, directly to the avenue, the word "sun death" is remarkable, it can be regarded as the most incisive and quintessential two words that Yin Xuege has heard in the sixteen years and two months since he came to this world. words.

Men, male creatures, procreation is an instinctive primitive impulse, what's the point of talking about those romantic words?

Rush up to the nine heavens, go to the seven full moons, follow your heart, and do what you want and what you should do.

The high-pitched horn sounded, and the loud voices of Yin Jiuyou and Yin Baji came from the square.

Hug Yin Feifei hard, complaining that Yin Feifei is too fat and majestic, he can't hug this guy.

Shaking his head, he walked towards the square without looking back, towards the dozens of giant monster birds that were slowly descending from high altitude.

These 'Moyun Dapeng', with a wingspan of more than ten feet, can be ridden by twenty or thirty people.

All the children participating in the Spring Hunting Festival, together with the heads of various families and leading figures, will ride this thing and rush to Sijue Mountain 800 miles away.

It is a large mountain range that traverses the fifteen counties of Qizhou, Kunzhou, and Qianzhou in the Kunwu Kingdom. The turbulent flow has poisonous insects and beasts, and there are monsters and birds.

Of course, there are rare flowers and plants in the world.

The children of all ethnic groups participating in the Spring Hunting Festival will be randomly thrown into various places in Sijue Ridge alone. In three months, they will follow the positioning talismans on their bodies, either vertically or horizontally, or fight in groups, or snipe alone, killing beasts, birds, and living people in the mountains.

The positioning talisman on everyone has a certain range, and it will notify someone nearby within three hundred miles.

Within a hundred miles, the talisman vibrates, letting you know the approximate direction of the person coming.

Within thirty miles, the talisman will point out the exact direction and distance of the person coming.

Thirty miles, for an elite boy with at least a lot of strength, even in the complex mountains and mountains, he can reach it in a quarter of an hour at most.

Thirty miles, this is the most dangerous distance between life and death. If it's a meeting of the same clan, it's fine, but if it's an enemy meeting, it's only five steps of blood spattering.

Amidst the shouts of countless people of all ethnic groups, the children of all ethnic groups who participated in the Spring Hunting Festival stepped on the back of Moyun Dapeng one after another.

Accompanied by clear and crisp tweets, the Moyun Dapeng soared into the sky and flew southward a hundred feet from the ground.

Sijue Ridge is just south of Weinan City, a mere 800 miles away, but to Moyun Dapeng, it is only a mere quarter of an hour away.

Yin Xuege stood on Dapeng's back against the wind, and he didn't look back.

Although there are his concerns in the city, there are stupid girls and maids who are as skinny as sticks, there are hard-core brothers who are as fat as pigs, and there is even the dragon carp that haunts his dreams.

But he didn't look back ~IndoMTL.com~ In front of him was Sijue Ridge, where he wanted to kill Hebo Bobo.

There, he wanted to win Long Li in a fair and fair manner, and take back what originally belonged to him.

As the wind whistled, a quarter of an hour passed in an instant.

Dozens of Moyun rocs spread out and flew towards the white mountains in front of them.

Yin Xuege suddenly heard Hebobo's voice, he turned his head and looked, tens of meters away, Hebobo vigorously pulled out half of the sword and yelled at him.

"Yin Xuege! Remember me, Hebo Bobo! The next time we meet, it will be your death day!"

Pointing to the direction where the Moyun Dapeng was flying high under his feet, Hebo smiled vigorously.

"I'm in that direction, if you have the guts, come here."

"I remember where you are, I, Herb Bobo, will come to you and kill you first." (to be continued...)()