Song Wuque looked at him, and he also glanced at Song Wuque. The cremation that collided in the void in his imagination did not appear. There was indeed murderous intent, but not much. The man just touched Song Wuque's eyes and swam away.

Walking, just wandering, no dodge, no contempt or cold arrogance, pure and cold, which made Song Wuque feel chilled for no reason.

"You guys, surrender."

The cold voice was like the wind carrying snow and frost in the cold winter, coming from the far north and blowing through the mountains that are like spring all year round. Although the voice had not been heard for many years, the moment he spoke, many people here

Everyone has heard who is speaking.

Song Wuque was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, with sadness, desolation, and a touch of regret. What he expected became reality. No matter what he thought before, now that he heard it, he couldn't erase the discomfort in his heart. Compared with death,

The threat is so empty that it makes people want to kill themselves with a knife. It is like a puzzle that hides a shocking mystery, attracting countless talented people to chase each other. After peeling away the layers of fog, in the end, there is only

The remaining few who were the luckiest and strongest made it to the end. When they found the treasure, they uncovered it and discovered that the treasure turned out to be just a flint.

Isn’t it considered a treasure? Perhaps ten thousand years ago, this flint was worth as much as a city today. An artifact that could hold the secret of heavenly fire in one’s hands was no different than a god-like existence at that time, but now,

If you throw this flint to the kid in charge, you probably won't even look at it twice.

Time makes all secrets lose their original meaning. There is no wine that gets better and better with time, just because the years are not far enough.

You should still carve the words on the stone.

"Wearing a mask, do you have no face to see people?" Song Wuque sneered and retorted, gushing out endless disappointment and overwhelming hatred.

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then took off the mask. The face behind the mask seemed to have not changed much. It was just like when he was a boy, with few wrinkles and no dark spots. After all, the years were still kind to him, so he put on new clothes.

, but he has become a pretty boy who pleases girls. This is the slander and curse in Yu Hongyan's heart, but no one else thinks so. Firstly, it is his identity, and secondly, it is the armored knights behind him who can kill easily.

, the last thing should be considered is the invisible but qualitative twilight on his face. Almost the moment they saw him, everyone, including Liuyunzhan, had the same idea, he is old. This old man

, it has nothing to do with the gray hair, it’s just that the whole person’s energy and spirit have faded like the sunset, and they have lost their vigor.

Li Luo also knew what he looked like now. He had tried many times but couldn't see through it after all. After all, he was indeed just a mortal. He didn't know how he was worthy of Cang Yang with such a depressed and energetic look now.

One ten thousandth of Jiahe.

He doesn't hate Cangyang Jiahe. If it weren't for Cangyang Jiahe, many people would die in this world, but because of her, he and the love of his life are separated. In this world, he is worthy of many people, but he is sorry for Gu Lianglei and cannot be with him.

By her side, I want her to live well.

Li Luo looked around at everyone and smiled: "Long time no see."

No one answered. Mostly, the hatred was hard to eliminate, coupled with jealousy, incomprehension and disappointment. Mixed together, they all became the final resentment and hatred. Li Luo touched the tip of his nose and laughed at himself. Now I am afraid that it is against them.

In his eyes, he was also a traitor.

The wind blew through the silent valley, and there was still a bit of idleness, or even a bit of boredom. The armored knight did not move, maybe waiting for Li Luo's order, or maybe he couldn't control these things that came from Linghe River.

The alien ghost soldiers.

Li Luo is very patient, and patience is the only kind gift he can give to everyone in the valley. However, this patience will not last long, and he cannot afford it for a long time.

Fortunately, the people in the valley were more impatient than him. In fact, while the two armies were in formation, the elites of the Song family and the Tang family had quietly hidden behind the armored cavalry. If it was an ordinary battle, it would be natural to resist the enemy from both sides like this.

Big taboo, but this time the opponent is led by the same person, but the soldiers under his command are very different. Maybe they had seen the Tiannan soldiers retreating cautiously, but they just turned a blind eye. This kind of strength-based

Arrogance, or even arrogance, weighed heavily on his heart, and he couldn't breathe. If Li Luo thought about it, it wouldn't be bad if these armored knights around him lost, but it would be a little more difficult, not much easier than climbing to the sky.

Finally, some people couldn't bear it any longer, and some soldiers yelled loudly: "It's still unclear who will kill the deer. If we see the truth on the battlefield, we won't know for sure who will kill the other." The voice was not quiet, but it sounded like he was fierce and angry.

Okay, let's not talk about it. You have become the bad guys, so don't ask others to build a memorial arch for you. This should be a very different contest, one side is indifferent, the other is nervous, the indifferent one is arrogant, and the nervous one cannot help but be nervous

, once they lose, the inheritance of the Tiannan Song family and even the Tang family will be extinct in this world.

The war horses covered with thick armor moved slowly. The texture and color of the horses would probably break the backbone of the strongest Caohai horse. However, the mounts of these armored elite cavalry were as light as feathers, and there was not a trace of them.

weight.

Is it going to end before it even begins? Song Wuque glanced at Yan Xin beside him, and a wry smile flashed in both of their eyes. He thought that escaping into the Hundred Thousand Mountains would delay it for some time, but he never expected this day.

It will come so...fast! There is no difference between speed and slowness. Even if you can linger for ten or a hundred years in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it will still be of no avail. The world outside the mountains will still be the same after all, unless one day all the people from the far north die suddenly.

, or... leave, just like what Li Luo saw in the secret realm of Tianhuo.

However, before leaving, Deep North still had no intention of letting go of the Song family. No matter how you say it, the Song family can be regarded as a chess piece of the Yuanxuemen's Black Sword and White Sword. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an inheritance. Black Sword

White Sword, no wonder the Song family has the unique skill of horizontal sword and vertical sword. They just changed the name. It turns out that all this has been destined for a long time.

You can't see the eyes of the armored knights under the masks, but you can feel their arrogance. Maybe these armored knights don't mean to be arrogant, they just ask others to look at them, and they look arrogant to all things.

"Why are your Tang family and Song family walking together?" Seeing that the forest was about to be stained with blood, Li Luo suddenly raised his voice and asked. As soon as the words came out, the armored knights who were still stepping forward stood still and said nothing.
Chapter completed!