The Alchemist God - Chapter 809

The snow flutters between the heavens and the earth, the snowfield can't see the end of the snow, the cold wind is rustling, the horses are frozen and the horses are snorting, and a group of middle and south tired and tired Nanzhong iron rides will unload the armor and hang them on the side of the horseback, even the Mozu The battle flags have already been smashed, and the group of people walked on the snowfields, trying to avoid the ice caves and icebergs, otherwise the horses would not be able to pass.

The shallow wind seemed to be particularly cold. The fox fur collar was tight, and a thick layer of frost had condensed on the sword eyebrows. He frowned, and the nose seemed to smell something, and the whole person could not help but tremble. , stayed in place.

"Marshal, what happened." A deputy would ask.

"It seems to have a **** smell..." Shallow brows locked tightly.

"Bloody smell."

"Well, how far is the squatting resident from us, up to ten miles."

The shallow wind gave birth to a little uneasiness, suddenly raised the whip and beat the horse, and shouted: "The former team cavalry followed me at full speed, hurry, everyone dropped the armor and marched at full speed."

A group of higher Mozu cavalry stunned, and then went to the shallow wind with a horse.

The hooves slammed on the ice and made a creaking sound. Thousands of cavalry marched together as if they were an earthquake. Even the ice layer had cracks on the ice, which seemed to collapse at any time.

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The **** smell is more and more intense. When the shallow winds of the horses set foot on an unfrozen wilderness, the scene in front of them is unforgettable.

The endless expeditions are full of corpses, the bodies of the Mozu, the bodies of the demon, the winged, and the higher moguls are mixed together, and the broken limbs are everywhere. The demon warriors are smashing in the west, breaking countless, and blazing the flames. The bodies of many sorcerers are still burning, and the mixture of burnt smell and **** smell is very unbearable.

"Your Majesty... quiet..."

Under the shallow wind, the wind fell off the horse, and went down and climbed forward. The boots stepped into the mud full of blood, and the blood stained.

Behind him, a group of Zhongnan iron riders were shocked.

Looking at the general place of the infernal field, they were so scared that it was a nightmare of the Mozu, which was even more bleak than the fiasco in the eight wilderness. The Mozu lost its last hope on this day and became the mainland. The soul of the Lord.

"Shallow Wind Marshal..." said the deputy face bleak.

The shallow wind seems to have not heard the general, taking advantage of the long sword, step by step to the distance, where countless armored bodies are burned in the mountains, and in the center of the body is a group of high-armed guards armed with long swords. They fell to the ground, some were pierced through the heart, and some were cut off their heads, and the death was extremely fierce.

"Jinger..."

The shallow wind ran on the blood, and the cold wind blew his **** cloak. It looked very embarrassed. The bodies of many high-level Mozu guards were killed. They were killed to protect the owner. In order to protect the Emperor from dying, at the core of the battle circle, several dead bodies were lying there quietly.

"Why is this?"

The shallow wind stunned and sat in the blood, holding the cold palm of a corpse, and the wind blew his long hair and muttered: "Why is it, Jinger and Ninger made what kind of Wrong, why is this..."

He suddenly smiled and smiled incredibly.

Laughing for a long time, laughing crazy, laughing and tears.

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"marshal."

In the air, a winged man shouted: "The West is coming, it seems... it seems to be a group of people riding dragons. They have already launched an attack on us. What to do."

The shallow wind picked up the body of the dead child who lost his head, and said faintly: "Receive the lower body and the body of the two princes, leaving the second battalion to resist the strong enemy. The rest retreat with me. We have no grain and a blade. It won't be their opponent."

"What the **** are they?" asked the deputy.

"That is the emblem of the Scorpio Empire..." The shallow wind looked at the distance and said: "Retreat."

The deputy will panic: "Marshal, we have no way to go back, but where to go."

"The eight wilderness, we return to the mainland."

"This……"

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Two days later, Dongdu Winter Frost City.

Although it is already spring, the walls of the Winter Frost City are still frozen into a thick layer of frost, just like the cold winter. The soldiers on the wall guard the warmth of the palms, and in the distance, the two sides of the official road frozen into ice The man riding the horse came in with a golden flag on his shoulder. It didn't look like a battle flag, but more like a scepter of some kind of envoy.

"Come on, but stop the arrow."

The general in charge of the duty is Zhang Huan, carrying a sword and stepping on the top of the raft. Yan Yan’s low drink said: "Whoever dares to come to the East, it seems that you are not like a broken person. ”

One of the lean people in the city smiled and said: "Yes, we are the envoys sent by the Scorpio Emperor Dragon Scorpion to lead the party, and give gifts to the Royal Highness of Qin."

"The people of the Dragon Guards Corps." Zhang Yan Yang said: "Don't the Dragon corps eat meat and drink in the Scorpio Empire, what do you do to break the world and give it to me."

The small door opened and dozens of banned iron riders rushed out, and the two envoys were easily taken down.

"General Zhang Jun."

A banned army respectfully said: "You have found a few boxes from their horsebacks. Look at them."

"turn on."

"Yes."

When the brocade box was opened, Zhang Hao couldn't help but **** a cold breath, and the arrogance and arrogance on his face swept away, cold and cold: "Go, take them to the Lingxiao Temple."

"Yes."

The horseshoe screamed in the city, and soon arrived at the East Hall. After several days of repairing, the hall was completely new and engraved with gold inscriptions. The three words "Ling Xiao Temple" were written on the top of the palace gate. The name was Lin Muyu. The wind and the succession came together. As for why the name was born, the two of them could not tell, it was because of Tang Xiaoyu’s relationship.

The Lantern Festival is in the morning meeting. Because the leaders of the various regiments and most of the three or four officials lived in the Lingxiao Temple, the morning meeting was held very early.

A huge sand table is placed in the center of the main hall, which is filled with blue chips representing the strength of the major legions, but there is no red chip, because no one knows where the strength of the celestial continent is.

"His Royal Highness."

Zhang Wei’s voice came from the outside: “The big thing is not good.”

"What happened to Zhang Zhang, flustered." The wind continued to raise his eyebrows.

Zhang Wei striding into the hall with a red carpet, said: "There are two envoys from the city who claim to be from the Scorpio Imperial Dragon corps. They brought gifts to the temple under the rain... this gift..."

"What's wrong, I support you." Lin Muyu said: "What gift, get it."

"Yes."

Zhang Yiyi waved his hand, and the three banned troops took the brocade into the hall and placed the gift on the king's rank.

"What is God's mysterious secret, open it." Tang Xiao said.

"Yes."

The soldiers of the banned army reached out to open the brocade box. Suddenly, Tang Xiaoxuan, Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, Qin Yan and others were stunned. The three boxes in the casket were shocked, Feng Yuan, Feng Jinger, Feng Ning’s father and daughter. The head of the ah.

A small donkey of Tang Xiaoyu fell to the ground, and his mind was blank. He muttered: "How could it be like this... Ninger's Highness She... Who is so cruel to kill His Royal Highness?"

Her tears came out and she was trapped in the Devil's Tongtian Gorge for so long, but it was always Feng Ninger who was accompanying her, so a gentle and graceful girl, who killed her so cruelly. ,.

"His Royal Highness..."

Lin Muyu's heart is very bitter, and Feng Ning's voice-like smile seems to be still vivid. He stepped forward and kneel in front of Feng Ning's head. His voice shivered slightly, whispering: "Repose, Ninger... ..."

"A rain, you are fine."

The wind followed the worried look of Lin Muyu and looked at Tang Xiaoyu. He knew that Feng Ninger showed his love for Lin Muyu when he was in Lanyan City. This feeling is unspeakable, a girl who loves her. Although there is no share, but seeing her being killed so cruelly, Lin Muyu’s heart is definitely not good.

Reaching out to cover the box, Lin Muyu couldn't bear to look again, holding Tang Xiaoyu's fragrant shoulder to lift her up, and the voice said coldly: "Zhang Hao, bring in the two envoys."

"Yes."

The two envoys walked in slowly, and they looked proud. The thin man was not rude. He looked up at Lin Muyu and looked at the rusted gold cloak behind him. "You are Qin Wang Lin Muyu."

"It's me." Lin Muyu looked dull and said: "When is the dragon corps coming to the broken world?"

The envoy made a laugh: "When you are sleeping, you are sleeping."

The wind continued to squint: "You don't have to think about it. You actually went to the territory of the Mozu first. The dragon corps must have come from the Continental Bridge in the northern part of the country, but I am very strange... How are you? Being able to cross the Continental Bridge in a blizzard that no one can afford, the sacred domain will be frozen to death on the Continental Bridge, let alone you."

The festival makes a fist and laughs: "You must be the king of the wind, and it is very simple. The dragons are the closest to God. The dragons can use Longyan and Dragon to help our soldiers through the cold. Nowadays, The 400,000 Longyan Bingtuan and the Rogue Corps have gathered in Mobei. I heard that your country and the Mozu have been fighting for many years. We have led the Fangsong adults to order the destruction of the Mozu, and they are shameful for the temple. In the next command, the heads of the Mozu King and the two princesses were sent as gifts, and the Highness was invited. Then, the Honorary Business Alliance of my Scorpio Empire will enter the port of your country, hoping that we will trade with each other and prosper together. ”

"That said I should thank you." Lin Muyu sneered.

“Don’t thank you.” The envoy said with a smile: “As long as the Royal Highness of Qin is happy.”

"No, there is one more thing that will make me even happier."

Qin Wang suddenly raised his hand, and a sword light flashed over ten meters. The festival suddenly made no words, the head rolled down from the neck, the body crashed into the ground, and the blood splattered the envoy.

"Come on, take a box to put his head, and another ambassador with his head back to return to life, it is said that this is my Lin Muyu's thank you, but also look forward to the party leader."

Lin Muyu's voice is cold and unbearable.

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"Finally, it is still declared war..."

The wind continued to sigh and smiled: "Although it is a matter of time."

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Lin Muyu couldn't help but chilling, and finally understood the meaning of the poem that Chen Yi, the emperor's second emperor, gave him a poem.

The mountains and high waters are long and long, and the small snow stops at the beginning.

Warm wine long pavilion and talk and laugh, pipe it elsewhere.

In fact, Chen Hao had long known that the Scorpio Empire sent elite troops to sneak through the northern polar Continental Bridge, but why did he not understand that he told himself that I was afraid that only Chen Hao did not want the Scorpio Empire to win, nor did he hope to break the world. The result he most wants to see is that both lose.

At the thought of this, my heart is even more chilling.

How sinister the world is and how bad it is.

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It was decided that in November, we will continue to maintain the progress of four days, three days, three days and two more. In December, we will switch to the regular two times a day. The leaves are tired and can't sustain it.