The Brave Master Is the Demon King

In the Liska Empire, the rebels headed by the Eagles are at war with the Imperial Army. The Eagles took advantage of the weakness of the nobles to control many places. They hid among the refugees, sneaked into the city, and carried out many sabotage operations, and spread rumor.

The Imperial Army of Calis was overwhelmed and finally issued an order that chilled the people. Prohibition order prohibits civilians from leaving their place of residence, otherwise they will all be dealt with as rebels. This decree has left many people who have left their hometowns desperate. They either took refuge in the rebels or went up to the mountains to be bandits.

The Eagle Regiment, which was born as a bandit and bandit, slowly exposed the nature of the bandit after defeating the imperial army in a row and capturing several important cities. Soldiers occupied the civilian women, burned, killed, and looted. The officer turned one eye to her, and the civilians dared not speak.

At this moment, a mysterious army intervened...

"Hahaha! Performing once, come and come!"

"hurry up!"

"Don't dawdle."

Several voices came from the desolate street. The old man with his head walked quickly, only to see that there were a few soldiers in yellow armor on the road. They were sitting on the bench, surrounded by two wandering in costumes. artist.

The two wandering artists are over fifty years old, with thick smiley makeup on their faces and a big mole on their faces. They look very funny. He nodded and bowed to the soldiers of the eagle regiment and said, "Master, let us take a short rest and have some water. We are so tired."

"What nonsense! Give us a show!"

"Mother, drink water, drink!"

Suddenly, an eagle regiment took out a water bottle and splashed it out. Suddenly a straight figure stood in front of the old artist, and the water splashed his face.

It was a person with gorgeous makeup. He looked very beautiful, but it was not real. The Adam's apple on his neck indicated that he was a man, but he was more like a big beauty in all aspects.

"Huh! What a pity, such a good face is actually a man."

The soldiers looked at each other from head to toe. The other party looked at the front with a cold face and an upright expression.

"Qu Feng, forget it, let's perform another one."

The old man pulled the disciple in front of him and said.

However, the other party still stood there blankly, the makeup on his face was wet with water, and the colors mixed, like a grimace.

An Eagle Regiment soldier stood up, he showed a ferocious gaze, stood in front of Qu Feng, watching him, and the other soldiers also stood up.

The old man pulled his apprentice abruptly, and quickly said: "Uncle Soldier, you can't be offended, you can't get angry with these lowly people, we're here to sing..."

"Shut up! A dead ladyboy, an old wimp, bah! Get out of me!"

With a slap, the soldier slapped Qu Feng's face with a heavy slap, and he fell to the ground, only feeling dizzy and hot on his face.

Then Ding Lingdang's voice came. He looked back and found that his instruments and luggage were trampled on by the opponent. He wanted to stand up, but was held down by the master, and whispered, "Let them do it, let them do it. It's okay."

"Go! Eat and drink!"

"Walk around! Really bad luck."

"It would be nice to be a girl."

The soldier's gate left, leaving behind a mess, and two people in despair.

Qu Feng's right cheek was swollen and his eyes were moist. He got up from a low voice and picked up the broken musical instrument on the ground, a kind of musical instrument called the shamisen.

He opened his mouth wide, holding the tattered shamisen with trembling hands.

"master……"

"Leave him alone, just stay alive."

"This is a treasure handed down from your ancestors for seven generations..."

"It's okay, it's okay."

The old man kept patting his back.

Obviously he used to be so strict and seem so ruthless, but at this moment he was the last pillar supporting Qu Feng. Qu Feng is not the old man's son, he is a wild child, and I don't know who his father is. When I was very young, I was sold to an art troupe because of my good looks, and I met the current master, which changed my life.

The Dragon and Phoenix Art Troupe, a major art troupe that once performed in the palace, gradually left two masters and apprentices.

But now, the two suddenly became nothing, Qu Feng suddenly became confused.

After a while, a light rain began to fall in the gray sky, and the two of them hid in front of others' doors in despair, hiding from the rain with a little hut eaves.

From time to time, there were voices of help from the streets. The soldiers sometimes carried a large bag of things, and sometimes dragged a certain hapless woman. The two of them looked numb and sat in front of the door without saying a word.

"What did we do wrong?" Qu Feng said lightly, looking at the gray sky.

"We did nothing wrong."

The old man closed his eyes and rested, leaning against the door.

"Then why is God doing this to us."

"This is not God's problem, it's our human problem."

"People? But I think we are worse off than dogs."

"Hey, it's a troubled world after all, there is no way, let's live first."

The old man said sadly.

Qu Feng's eyes slowly darkened, and when he glanced at the sky, he couldn't see a trace of light.

At this moment, the sound of iron hoof treading water came from a distance, and a mysterious army appeared in this small mountain town ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and came to the two of them.

"The two of you don't go home, why are you in such a place?"

Suddenly, a man's voice came, and the old man raised his head slightly. The rain made it difficult for him to open his eyes. He kept blinking and looked at him.

He could see a tall horse with a valiant man on it, whose handsome face was even better than Qu Feng's.

"Guan, Mr. Guan, we are vagrant artists and we don't have a home."

The old man replied, and he smiled and looked at each other, towards a friendly little old man.

"Oh? It seems that your journey didn't go smoothly."

The other party said that the old man didn't know what the other party meant, but he smiled bitterly, and said, "As the adults said, this year is really not going well. Hey, there is no way. People are still alive and life will continue. He can only grit his teeth. Now, there are always ups and downs in life."

"well said."

Suddenly, the other party took out a cloth bag from his arms and reached out and handed it to the old man.

"This? This is?"

"For you, please accept it."

"How embarrassing is this, hey, thank you, thank you, Lord Guan."

The old man hurried up holding the cloth bag. He could hear the crash of money, besides, there was a small box inside.

"By the way, I know there is a place where the people are well-fed, but there is not much entertainment in life. If you go there, you may be able to make a fortune."

"Dare to ask my lord, where is that place?"

"East, past Stone. If you want to go, you can go to the Eberron Chamber of Commerce. They can take you there. Good luck."

"Yes, but the east side is not...sir?"

The old man left before he could ask clearly, and a group of soldiers followed him. The old man had never seen the armor they wore, and he didn't know which side they belonged to.