Fantasy World Transmigration

"One thousand battles, one sword was once a million division."

After the strong intensity, it was endless loneliness.

On the Taihang Mountain, the vegetation is very green, but here is a stubborn field, only a crow and a bird cry, and there is a bit of Xiao Suo. Chen Ang stands on the side of the mountain, looking down at the mountain, a lonely shadow in the vast world, especially Xiao Se.

I looked at it, the vast Taihang Mountain, towering and tall, just like an elder who existed in ancient times. He was kind and thick, but silent but faithful. He watched the sadness and joy of the human world for thousands of years.

Chen Ang was a little bit fascinated. He felt the loneliness deeply, as if time had passed and all the peace was settled. Seeing Xiao Chen from the red dust, he couldn't help thinking: "If thousands of years pass, I will be as indifferent as Taihang!"

He is in a firm will, in a strong emotion, even if it is sublimated, even if it is unforgettable, is it possible to endure that ruthless time? Go through all this and see the red and white bones, the vicissitudes of the sea, can you keep this true heart? The most ruthless thing in the world is time, time kills people, silently without seeing blood, often changes a person without knowing it.

I looked back, my old self was a little strange and didn't know it.

Chen Ang smiled a little self-deprecatingly. He didn't know whether chasing that misty target forward would change himself. He also didn't know whether the scenery ahead was his favorite, but to experience the world and sublime the wonderful life. Everything he has done before is more meaningful.

He knew what he was worrying about, his waning feelings, and his lonely heart. One day, there would be nothing to move him in the world. There was a reason for overclocking, but it was more because of time. I thought that indifference was because of ruthlessness, but I later learned that it might be because of piercing.

The scouring of time and water will make Chen Ang more and more close to a ‘fairy’ state. A person is on the mountain, away from red dust, and only the blood of ‘xia’ in his bones makes him look like a person.

Chen Ang shook his head, and a little blue light in his pupils disappeared. He just accidentally touched the soul of Taihang. He almost lost him in this vast ancient age. Human emotions cannot stand the test of time. In the future, It is better not to do such a dangerous thing.

I got rid of the influence of this Taoism, Chen Ang saw Huang Chang approaching him, the Longtuge bachelor, Han Lin, at this time has faded a bit of the literati's innocence, and has become more and more masterly. These past few days, the martial arts have allowed this martial arts wizard, Jianghu jade, to polish the glory of a beautiful jade.

"The governor, Taihang Shibaizhai, the seated thief has already been awarded the capital. Only the military division white slayer Wang Lun is out. Is it necessary to ban Wutang from pursuing this liquidation? Those women who came from the cottage, and Do the children they give birth return? "

"You don't have to do it. This is forcing them to death. You will have no blood debt in the cottage, and the crime will be lighter, and you will be sentenced to Xixia in prison. If you have a family member, settle in place! "

"The orphans whose parents died, bring them back to the Forbidden Martial Arts Hall, teach them martial arts, exercise them in the military system, and call them Yu Lin Jun for the preparation of the two guards."

"Yes!" Huang Chang listened, his face loosened loosely, and the killings in the days made him tired. No one likes to kill people, and they have compassion, and they can fight for these orphans. A good treatment can also give him peace of mind.

"Dudu, fifteen villagers and sects with great grievances have been liquidated. Below are the local forces with blood debts, local gangs, Haisha gangs, and Sanjiang gangs. Do you want Long Weiwei to prepare in advance, Clearing the Longjiawei of Wangjiazhai, Xielongling, etc. are already on standby. "

骧 骧 骧 铁 铁, rides like a wind. In addition to following the path of Fang La, Chen Ang led the team in person to remove the dead nails. The other dragon guards were reduced to zero. With the situation of the team, they attacked those targets. They often fought for hundreds of miles within a day. The wind was so strong that we could wipe out all the martial arts on the six-door blacklist in just a few days.

I often wait for a few days before the local forces can vaguely get some news. Before the entire rivers and lakes have reacted, the entire rivers and lakes are completely cleared up.

"These are not things we should worry about, letting six doors to want them. The local government has already received the official documents of 36 embargoes, and they will naturally suppress it. If they dare to resist the government, it is our time to do so. Chen Ang said indifferently.

He suddenly smiled slightly. "The most important thing now is to investigate clearly. Master Cai died in the terrible case of the beggar helping to descend the dragon's paw. Now the court is full of resentment, and the beggar must be severely punished."

裳 Huang Shuang looked for a moment and lowered her head in silence. He could clearly hear who asked the official family, ‘Who is the one who wants to kill most? ’, Who is it? Choi Jing is hacked to death with a powerful palm.

He sighed deeply: "The beggar's gang leader, Qiao Feng, was on the battlefield in the Liao and Song dynasties. There were countless soldiers who could prove that the beggar had helped hundreds of thousands of people. There is no tangible evidence, lest they disagree!"

"Evidence? Does the court need evidence?" Chen Ang looked at him with a smile. "Under the sky, do other gangs besides the beggars come down? Who is the one who did it? As for the beggars? Help the owner Qiao Feng, no one else will drop the dragon palm except him? I think it is possible for the beggar to help the old man! "

When he said this, he didn't feel embarrassed on his face, as if he really killed someone.

"But beggars help the public ..." Huang Chang was still hesitating.

"Beggars help the people, hundreds of thousands of beggars help their children, this is the evidence of it!" Chen Ang looked at him and laughed: "Hundreds of thousands of people, do not do anything, begging, forcing money for a living, It is not possible to provide taxes to Da Song. Such a large-scale black power gang has long been a thorn in the hearts of all the people in Chaotang. As for the evidence, there is no need for it! "

"We are the government, our words are evidence. If the beggar does not have an account with us, it is the way to take death, and the Song Dynasty will not give up."

Huang Chang took a deep breath and sighed: "But Qiao Feng is the country and the people, against the Liao people and the Xia people, and has great achievements. The beggars also have more and more defending the country to the dead. Such a loyal, afraid It's chilling. "

"Beggars have two schools of clean clothes and dirty clothes. Who is our friend and who is our enemy should be clearly distinguished. There are many people below the dirty clothes group, and most of them are crowded, but most of them ask for a meal. Most of the people, the beggars, hundreds of thousands of people, this is the case. When they join the beggars, they are nothing more than a living support. "

"People like this are friends of the imperial court, because the imperial court can also be their support. Qiao Feng and beggars are the same for several elders, loyal to the monarch and patriotism. They can be regarded as the Song Song Ping Ping, and they are suitable for immigrants.

"Jiyi School is different. They have practiced martial arts for generations. They are the main force of middle-level seniors in the beggar gangs. They are generally powerful local forces. With the beggar gang as the hub, they defend themselves. Although they are called beggars, they are actually The landlords are powerful and have many wrongdoings. If they master the beggars to help the lower classes, it will be a hegemony of the court. Therefore, the court will support the dirty clothing faction and oppose them, resulting in a confrontation between the two factions. "

Then Huang Chang realized that, "This time, it is to suppress the clean clothes faction, transfer the dirty clothes faction, let the dirty clothes faction gain a foothold in Xixia, and expel the influence of the clean clothes faction."

Chen Ang turned around with his hands ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ and walked towards the cottage without looking back. A dozen horses were tied there, leisurely stalking the grass on the ground. Chen Ang's voice came from behind, "Let's go The beggar assembly, it was a prosperous world! "

The ox ghosts and snake gods, people from all walks of life, clean clothes, dirty clothes, a group of half-hanging rebels, Xixia Yipintang, Dali's son, and decades ago, a provocation in Liao and Song Dynasty, with the intention of subverting the Song Dynasty, the victims And persecutors, heroes and traitors, homeland justice and brotherhood.

Dozens of knights in red followed Chen Ang.

昂 Chen Ang took the horse and glanced at Huang Sang, and the dragon guard behind him was ready to go, and the party pulled the horse without returning, leaving only the local officials to take care of the funeral.

Wu Huangshang watched the party turn into a smoke and dust, but after a few breaths, there was only a faint ray of dust, and only the voice of Chen Aang's groan came from a distance and surrounded the place.

"Tsing Yi Lei is on a dangerous peak, Yubi is bright.

The horse is fragrant and fragrant, the cliff is tall and the people are far away, and the micro-step hub pattern is raw.

I have no regrets for anyone's family.

Tiger Xiao Xiao Yin, changing nest 鸾 phoenix, sword Qi Biyan horizontal.

I have always been fascinated, and since then drunk, Shuixie listened to incense, and directed the group show.

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Huang Chang stood for a moment, turned over, and got up to catch up.

Ps: I accidentally fell asleep yesterday, but I didn't have time to update it. I sent it in a hurry this morning. It is ashamed.