The Book of Troubled Times

In the sunset, thousands of miles to the west.

The injured Timur fled northward while being chased by Sanniang and Ying Wu, gradually approaching his Golden Wolf Palace.

Obviously, it is impossible for the Royal Court to come out in full force, there will still be strong ones staying behind to avoid being backstabbed. There is also hidden strength among the strong men. If he can get help, Timur will at least have time to take a breath and get rid of Sanniang and Ying Wu who are clinging to him like candy.

We will make further calculations at that time.

The royal court can be seen in the distance ahead, and one can feel that the military equipment is still in good condition and has not been affected by the chaos ahead. This is normal. How fast they ran away from the battle in Yujing, and the defeat ahead has not yet reached here...

Just as he was thinking this, the sky collapsed.

The situation changed drastically, the energy flowed, and almost the entire grassland saw the moment when the wolf of the Holy Mountain transformed into a giant dragon and soared. Zhao Changhe's message spread to everyone's ears.

The royal court was instantly in chaos.

Timur's heart skipped a beat, and then the space in front of him felt sluggish again.

Ying Wu was secretly performing magic again, blocking his retreat.

Timur swept furiously, and the space was distorted and shattered: "Ying Wu, at most you are a bit of a Hu Han. You are not a subordinate of Zhao Changhe, and you have a big feud with me. Do you really have to kill them all like this? Really? You have to be a dog to the hypocrite!"

Ying Wu almost didn't laugh out loud: "Why did the Great Khan say such childish words... If you beat a snake and you don't die, you will suffer the consequences. This truth is understood better by the Great Khan than Ying. Ying has done what he did this time. If he is killed by a big snake in the future, Khan frees his hands, my brotherhood has no defense in the Western Region, and the first one will be fried by the Great Khan. Therefore, if the Great Khan is not dead, Ying will have trouble sleeping and eating."

"Fuck you..." Temur fiercely stabbed backward with his spear, and the aura that penetrated the space flew straight towards Ying Wu.

Even if Sanniang's snake whip rolled around him, Ying Wu's life wouldn't be easy!

Ying Wu's smiling expression disappeared, and suddenly there was a golden copper coin in his hand.

The next moment, golden light flourished, and money roared out from the sky, breaking into the Gang Qi and reaching the tip of the war spear.

This is his unique skill. Money can channel spirits and wealth can destroy qi. In fact, it is used in combination with the power of space... If Zhao Changhe were to watch here, he would probably shout "What the hell!"...

In short, the effect is much better than Qiankun's single throw. Timur claims to be a warrior, but he has never seen such an inexplicable special property. Although he is obviously weaker than himself, he can break through his indestructible power without any hindrance. In the air, there was a "ding" sound, and the money eye was just on the tip of the spearhead. In an instant, a strange force encircled the war spear, and all the energy was trapped in a bound space, unable to escape!

However, the money penetrated the Gang Qi but did not completely offset the Gang Qi. The Gang Qi still rushed towards Ying Wu. He waved his hand to block it, and his whole body was covered with blood and he fell backwards.

With the war spear restricted in this way, Sanniang's snake whips had already trapped Timur repeatedly, as if he was about to capture him alive.

In fact, once you are really entangled, several lives will be lost.

Timur's Gangqi exploded, shaking open the snake whip, and the Xuanwu heavy punch came to the face again. Timur also punched back, and he and Sanniang met again.

At this moment, several more spear shadows suddenly rushed up and stabbed Sanniang's side. It was the strongest men in the royal court who were at the bottom of the box and came to support them when they saw the Great Khan fighting hard in the air.

"Boom!" Two punches collided, and blood spilled from the corner of Sanniang's mouth. Timur was obviously in a worse situation. He was injured to begin with, and what he didn't expect was that in terms of the strength of his fists, this woman who seemed to only be able to pester and harass people, and defend them in various ways, turned out to be stronger than him!

Xuanwu Fist, the second most powerful!

The energy collided violently, and both sides fell. Several spears stabbed Sanniang at the same time, and the faint shadow of tortoise shells appeared from around her, but none of the spears could hurt her hair at all.

Xuanwu's defense is unparalleled in the world.

However, there was obviously nothing on Timur's side, but in the midst of the blood spurting and falling, there was a big warning sign on his head, and even the hair on his head stood up in fear.

Yue Hongling, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret realm of Changshengtian, suddenly opened her eyes, and a sword light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

That was the sword energy she had buried near the royal court. She originally thought it would have no effect, but she unexpectedly saw such a fierce battle here.

The setting sun sets in the west, and the sword glows.

A shrill sword light appeared out of nowhere and penetrated directly into Timur's back!

Timur is completely baffled. Even if it was Snow Owl's ambush, you would have traces of it, right? What the hell is this? Just like the setting sun from the sky, it shines right here, so natural and traceless, but it contains deadly murderous intent.

He had just been knocked away by Sanniang and spurted blood. How could he have the ability to defend against such an inexplicable surprise attack?

The sword energy penetrated directly through the back of the heart, went straight into the heart, came out from the front of the chest and flew away.

Timur let out a painful roar, staggered and turned around, bypassing the chaotic royal court, and fled to the northeast, spilling blood all the way into the sky.

Sanniang whipped the king's strongman who attacked him to pieces, and she also vomited a mouthful of blood. Timur was indeed worthy of being the best in the world, and her injuries were also very serious.

Turning to look at Ying Wu, Ying Wu was covered in blood. He just lay down on the grassland with his arms and legs spread out. When Sanniang looked over, he grinned: "I have no strength, but it's okay. Since your man has controlled Lang Juxu Mountain, You can see the flow of energy right before your eyes, he will arrange it, just trust him."

Sanniang sat down in the distance with great effort: "Thank you this time..."

Ying Wu smiled slightly: "It's boring for you and my brothers to talk about this... After this incident, I asked Zhao Changhe to help me with something, will he help me?"

Sanniang sighed: "I knew you were not good-hearted."

"How do you say this? I have always invested in him, and the investment must be rewarded..."

…………

Zhao Changhe stood on the altar and watched the changes in the sky above.

You can faintly detect another piece of sky in it, which is the so-called "Eternal Sky", which is actually part of the heaven.

And the "Tao" related to this sky - the trend of the unity of the world and the integrity of the way of heaven.

Zhao Changhe thought he would feel the blind man's presence, but he didn't.

When her main body is not around, she is not there...it is not that Youyou Tiandao is omnipresent. She is still far away from this step...she is indeed not the way of heaven.

This was also the first time that Zhao Changhe knew clearly whether the blind man was there or not when he couldn't see her... and captured her presence and absence.

The blind man is not around, but she exists, in Hangu. And the so-called way of heaven does not seem to exist...it is torn apart and cannot form a concrete image. But with this seclusion, the feeling of fragmentation began to gradually heal, and there was an introduction to completeness.

You can clearly feel the feeling that the energy veins inside and outside the pass are converging into one, which is invisible and intangible. After all, the trend is just a trend, and it still needs to be guided and grasped... but the feedback is very obvious.

He could even feel what he should do if he wanted to replace the Immortal God and become the faith of the grassland... The path was very clear.

Of course, there is no need to do this. If it is done, it will not be the eternal life. It should be to let the grasslands believe in the Night Emperor.

After coming back to his senses, Zhao Changhe breathed a long sigh of relief as he turned to look at the grassland elites who were prostrating themselves all over the mountains and plains.

He could see that Temur was stabbed thousands of miles away by Hong Ling's buried sword energy. This was really the daughter of destiny. She was so close to being able to kill the enemy chief from thousands of miles away... Now it can barely be counted. Mu'er's energy was completely captured by Zhao Changhe's observation at this moment. As long as he was still in Mobei, he could not escape his pursuit.

It can also be seen that the Golden Wolf Army suffered heavy casualties under the pursuit of Batu and Wu Weiyang. Huangfu Yongxian advanced with a large force, and the forward could already see the royal court.

The Golden Horde, which had been roaming the grasslands for more than thirty years, was declared destroyed. There was no longer any suspense. What remained was the question of how to end it.

I have to say that the feeling at this moment is really an explosion of accomplishment. It is more inspiring than any single victory. It is a nation's conquest, a lasting achievement, and immortal history.

No wonder so many emperors devoted themselves to expanding their territories.

"Qing'er."

"Huh?" I don't know since when, I have become so accustomed to calling him Qing'er. Huangfu Qing stood behind and looked at his back, always feeling that he was getting taller and taller, which made people excited.

It's really annoying. He obviously arranged a lot of the arrangements for this battle, but why does it always feel like he's still at the center of it? Who is the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces...

Zhao Changhe was saying: "The words I just said have been released. I feel that these temple guards have lost their energy, but I clearly feel that many tribes outside are not convinced and are even ready to move. The clouds in all directions are chaotic. .”

Huangfu laughed heartily: "It is conceivable... For a long time, due to various factors such as transportation, the Middle-earth cannot rule even if it defeats the grassland. At most, it can only restrain and comfort, which is more scattered than the Miao border. In their hearts , we will eventually go back, and after we go back, they will have a new King Khan. Maybe we defeated Timur, who has been pressing on his head, which will be a good thing for some people, such as vultures hunting teeth. "

Zhao Changhe said in a low voice: "So I may have to work hard for you for a while, lead the crowd to pick out a few dissatisfied people, and kill chickens to scare the monkeys... It's also like a vulture hunting for teeth."

Huangfu Qing smiled slightly: "That was originally my intention. In fact, they didn't understand one thing..."

"Um?"

"The most critical thing in our war this time is not the artillery, nor your and my war plans, or the so-called flow of energy... What is really the most critical thing is the change in transportation, which broke their war practices, so they misjudged everywhere."

"Um."

"But this thing is not only reflected in the war." Huangfu Qing said: "With the support of the storage box, we should be able to build a city and build roads here, and directly bring the grassland into the scope of governance. Xue Canghai was still talking about it before Don’t transfer the population to the inside of the pass. I think the population outside the pass can be used now, and there is no need to move it around. In other words, the usual thinking of not being able to directly control the grassland is different."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "I'm not very good at this, just watch and do it."

Huangfu Qing raised his gun and held his fists in a serious military salute: "Ask Xue Canghai to guard the area around this place for you. I will lead Shao Zong and other light cavalry to the west. I need to cooperate with my father to encircle and suppress the remnants of Timur's army... If it goes according to what you said If any big tribe really makes trouble, it will only be on that side, as this place is already ruined."

After speaking, he sighed and stretched out his hand to straighten his blood-stained clothes: "You should heal your wounds here, and don't bother yourself too much... The most injured person in this battle is Li Shentong, and the second injured person is yourself. If you don't heal yourself, Recuperation, I’m afraid it will damage the foundation.”

Zhao Changhe said: "You are also injured..."

Huangfu Qing smiled slightly: "My shock injury is nothing... If you want to help me heal my injuries, then..."

She turned around and looked around, seeing a group of stunned Blood God cultists and temple guards all over the mountains and plains. There was some stern pride in Feng's eyes, and she suddenly reached out and hugged Zhao Changhe's neck: "Kiss me."

Zhao Changhe hugged her slender waist obediently, and the touch of the cold armor gave her an even more strange experience at this moment, and kissed her fiercely.

On the top of the mountain in Langjuxu, the sun was setting and the wind was rising.

The coach was not wearing a helmet, with his ponytail raised high as he kissed his beloved man on the top of this conquered mountain. The wind blew her ponytail high, and also blew her fiery red cloak. The cold armor outlined the beautiful curves. A spear stood beside her, with the red tassel on the tip of the spear floating like fire.

The soldiers and horses on both sides looked up, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

After a long time, Huangfu Qing pushed the man away, pulled out his spear, and turned back down the mountain: "Who can speak in your temple?"

An old shaman raised his head gently: "Commander..."

"Needless to say, if you are willing to surrender, the injured will recuperate, and those who are able to move will accompany me on the expedition. I need your shaman to accompany me to give my comfort and advice."

"……yes."

"The Blood God Religion Department will stay at the Holy Mountain to guard the prisoners and protect your Holy Son... The remaining three armies will follow me westward!"

Zhao Changhe watched Huangfu Qing lead everyone down the mountain. Xue Canghai's loud voice drove the injured in the temple to rush to the mountainside to set up tents. The top of the mountain became deserted again. At this time, Yue Hongling slowly walked out of the secret realm and stood beside her, tilting her head to look at him.

Zhao Changhe asked: "How does it feel to take the head of an enemy chief thousands of miles away?"

"It didn't work out." Yue Hongling was a little regretful.

"Almost..." Zhao Changhe laughed: "You also said that the pre-embedded sword energy was not used, so I feel that you are the destiny of God."

"Isn't this about you?"

"Me? My luck is concentrated in getting you."

Yue Hongling laughed dumbly.

Zhao Changhe asked: "Why couldn't you hide in there just now?"

"Sister Zhuque is the coach, so I won't come out to compete with her." Yue Hongling smiled narrowly: "It's great now, you and I are side by side."

Zhao Changhe said nothing for a while, and the two stood side by side on the top of the mountain looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

The sea of ​​clouds at dusk, orange and red, is very spectacular. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the clouds and shines on them, creating a hazy halo. There is a river in the distance, and the setting sun reflects in it, making it sparkling, and a solitary owl flies by, fleetingly.

Xue Canghai, who was at the foot of the mountain, raised his head and saw only two black shadows facing the light. His eyes were bright and the scenery was beautiful.

The two figures got closer and closer. Yue Hongling leaned gently on Zhao Changhe's shoulder and whispered: "This sunset is the Xiapei I married."

Zhao Changhe turned to look at her.

Yue Hongling did not raise her head, and there was a rare blush on her face: "You said before... If you don't propose marriage to my master, you should propose marriage to heaven and earth on the top of Langjuxu Mountain. You and I hold hands with swords and ride horses. The fate of the sand formed a painting ribbon at this moment. This magnificent scene of the setting sun and the solitary owl reflecting on the long river is the flower candle for you and me. The blood of the enemy chiefs is the Henan wine for you and me."

Zhao Changhe turned around, lifted her chin, and asked in a low voice: "Then...what do you want to call me?"

When we meet in the world one day, what will you call me?

Yue Hongling looked up at him for a long time, her eyes sparkling: "Husband."

After this reunion in Xiangyang, Yue Hongling never mentioned leaving to pursue her own adventure in the world again, and always stayed with Zhao Changhe. But from that time on, her light seemed to begin to fade away. The most brilliant ray of light in the sky was absorbed into the clouds and dissolved in the sky. She silently watched the changes in the world, and what she exerted was auxiliary. The sword became a part of the formation.

Many people in the world, including Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling themselves, will wonder whether this is not suitable for her, and whether one day she will end up in the world on her own.

But no.

She is who she is after all, even if she is only a part of the formation, she can still play the most different role. Although her body is limited, this sword has no boundaries.

The only difference is that the sword was shining brightly at that time, but Yu Yu was walking alone in the wind and sand of the desert. Now the sword is shining in the sheath, but his mood is peaceful and peaceful.

That's when the wanderer has a home.

"You always have to have a family." She took Zhao Changhe's hand generously, turned around and walked towards the secret realm: "Although I have been eaten up by you long ago... But I still feel that this is you My bridal chamber.”

Zhao Changhe also said: "I also feel that although I seem to have done everything, I only got you now."

Yue Hongling chuckled: "My husband deserves it."

Although a Blood Evil Gem was taken away from the Immortal God's Spirit Gathering Formation, it was only used to sharpen Qi, blood and murderous intent. The overall spirit gathering effect was still there and could be used with a little repair.

There are bright lights everywhere, forming an independent space surrounded by clouds and mist.

Yue Hongling took Zhao Changhe's hand and entered, surrounded by clouds and clouds, like a gauze curtain.

The sun had completely set, and the top of the mountain was completely silent.

For the first time, she took the initiative to untie Zhao Changhe's clothes, gently stroked the scars branded by the thunder, and whispered: "I will help my husband heal his wounds."