When they heard the wind and thunder, Li Jinghua and others did not relax their vigilance. While eliminating the barbarians who were still invading, they were waiting for the terrifying young man in blood. The sword emperor who was located in the thousands of troops, took only a few seconds to complete the entry, killing the King of Quanrong and leaving.

Their concept and understanding of power were completely broken, and the iron law of "one person's power must not fight a decisive battle with one army" still exists, just because in their hearts, that one is no longer a human being.

The white hair and bloody clothes are like a demon god with infinite power. If he was asked to sit on the shrine, wouldn’t he be like those gods, and could be worshipped and eaten?

He is too strong, and he is already out of the human category.

Fengyun Tower soon learned the news, and the name of the Blood Sword Emperor was changed directly to the God of Killing.

The No. 1 Killing God in All Eternals - Bai Qi!

Jin Lingzhi forced all nicknames such as "emperor", "emperor" and "god", because no one deserves to be as famous as him because of the God of Killing.

One person eliminated a catastrophe, killed the six major bandits who fell into a killing disaster, and killed the invincible Quanrong King in thousands of troops. Hundreds of thousands of people died at his hands!

By the spring of the 223rd year of the Great Zhou calendar, all the barbarians were expelled from the Great Zhou territory, but the Ministry of War and all parties were still on guard, and everyone was panic and waiting.

The killing god was overwhelming the sky, looking down at them. Once he arrived, the world would cause a bloody storm far beyond that of the Quanrong King's era.

But by early summer, the killing god still did not appear, and the world seemed to have returned to peace. People walked into the sun and hugged their heads and cried bitterly. Order began to recover, and the world began to rebuild. However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Jinghua ascended to the sky because of her outstanding achievements and became the first person in the Ministry of War. Wen Fenglei retired because of her severe injuries.

But no one can enjoy this peace well, because the killing disaster has not yet fallen.

The killing god who was far more terrifying than the Quanrong King had not appeared yet.

Where did he go?

Everyone wants to know.

But this god of killing seemed to have evaporated from the world.

No one can find him.

Where exactly is he?

Is he brewing a terrifying plot?

Are you preparing for a disaster-like massacre?

Since he can massacre hundreds of thousands of bandits by himself and kill the Quanrong King by himself, what else is he afraid of?

What else does he need to prepare?

Who else can't kill this person?

Then what is he waiting for?

Where is he waiting?

...

On the streets of Jiangnan in early autumn, the autumn rain is blurred, and it stops sometimes and then, and a few fallen leaves are spinning in the wind.

The girl ran with an umbrella in a daze. Her face was beautiful, mixed with a bit of dreaminess and mystery. Her long hair in the shawl was extremely soft, tied at the end, and a small braid was hanging down. Passers-by couldn't even see it.

"Brother, wait for me, wait for me..."

Everyone on the roadside turned their heads, silently lamenting in their hearts which man could have such a beautiful sister. They turned their heads and saw a boy in white in the distance, yawning while taking advantage of the oil-paper umbrella. He was obviously gentle and as gentle as jade, he looked a little lazy, and a smile hung on his lips.

The women on the roadside stared at each other, sighing in their hearts how happy it would be to be the younger sister of this man.

The young master Zhuo Shijia in white was stopping in front of an old man who was in charge.

Don't get me wrong, I'm carrying candied haws.

The young master sent out three cents, "Brother, I want this string."

"Please give me some advice."

The young master took a bunch of candied haws full of flesh, and when the girl rushed to her, she smiled and handed it to her, "Eat it."

The girl pouted: "I don't eat this kind of thing."

The boy pulled up the pitch: "Hmm??"

"Don't be mad at me, I'll eat it."

The girl took the candied haws, pulled the dustproof paper wrapped around the outside, opened her mouth and bit the top one, and then pulled it hard. The largest one fell into her mouth, making her small mouth bag, wrapped it on the left and the right. She chewed it slowly, and then handed the candied haws to the boy again, and said vaguely: "Can you eat the pot."

The boy didn't take it either, but just leaned over and took a bite.

The father-in-law selling candied haws looked at the brother and sister with a very good relationship. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and then with kindness, he whispered: "It's still a chaotic world. Don't go out on the streets alone. This world is unstable. You are prone to being raped by evil people."

The young man smiled and said, "It's okay, father-in-law, my sister and I moved from another place because of the war. The family was in trouble, and only my sister and my sister, as well as my servant Aku.

It was so uncomfortable to stay in the original sad place, so I listened to my younger sister and came down to settle down in Jiangnan."

The old man selling betel nut gourd frowned and stamped his feet, and sighed softly: "Young master, young master, oh, how do I tell you, you and your sister are both peerless in appearance, and you are easily coveted by others, so you bring wealth to you..."

The boy smiled and said, "It's okay, Aku is quite strong and can fight."

Seeing that the young man was kind and simple, the old man couldn't help but sigh heavily. Can he fight? Do you know that there are so many thieves in this world who can fight, so what if you can fight as a servant? This young man probably hasn't left the house much and has no vigilance. He was about to say something else, but suddenly he saw a strong bald man walking towards the end of the street carrying a carriage.

The girl turned around, buzzed her feet, waved and said loudly: "Aku, here!"

The bald strong man was nearly ten feet tall, silent and walked here in a muffled voice. Every step he took was like beating a drum on the ground. The young man casually explained to the old man: "Aku suffered from a strange disease when he was a child. This disease made him grow up to ten feet long. He was quite inferior. In addition, he was a mute again, so he became even more inferior and even withdrawn."

The old man selling candied haws:...

self-abasement?

Boom boom boom boom!

The bald strong man walked like this and beat the war drum. When he was beside the young girl, he stopped and a terrifying shadow fell. The old man carrying the candied haws could not help but eat this. He was so scared that he sat down on the ground. But then he thought that he was just a servant, so he stood up in anger and hummed.

But the three of them had already walked away. The young man in white walked in the middle. The beautiful girl whispered from time to time on his left, and hugged her mouth from time to time. The tall and strong man walked on the right side like a giant elephant. He was carrying a carriage, which was filled with suitcases. He deliberately laid behind a few steps, as if he showed the difference between master and servant.

The autumn rain became heavier even later. The girl held up an umbrella to cover the young master beside her. The young master did not start and walked on the street with a smile, gradually moving away.

...

The house has been bought for a long time and it occupies a good area. Just by leaning against the Gusu Lake, the autumn rain has ripples. There is also a three-meter-long tourist pier into the lake in the house. The reeds and catkins on both sides have a bit of smell.

As soon as he entered the yard, the bald man hurriedly began to clean and organize the house. He accidentally glanced at the young girl with deep fear hidden in his eyes.

That's right, this strong man is the former Southern Barbarian myth - Meng Mulu. Because his tone has an exotic flavor, he became a mute.

Because his hair was curled as soon as he grew, and it was full of exotic style, he became bald.

Because he is too domineering, as long as he stares at others, others will be afraid, so he must lower his head to avoid looking at others, so he is inferior.

The pair of big earrings that were originally hung were also thrown away, becoming... an ordinary servant - Aku.

At least that young man, yes, he is Xia Ji.

His girl is naturally the white peach blossom Meng Po.

"Little sister, do you know you're wrong?"

"I know." Bai Taohua said as if she was writing, "I shouldn't have killed the thief on the entire island. It's too high-profile to build a house there. I shouldn't have become more and more strange. I shouldn't have moved my soul into other women to find you. I shouldn't have killed people just because other women are too close to you. I shouldn't have been so evil, dark and chaotic, just like Ke... Ke..."

Xia Ji reminded: "Cthulhu."

Bai Taohua continued to recite the letter and said, "I shouldn't be as mysterious as Cthulhu..."

Xia Ji said: "Then do you know why we moved here?"

"Know." Bai Taohua continued, "Because you know that there are people in the immortal camp who can see through the past. They may not be able to detect your power, but they will detect the cause and effect you have developed with people in recent years, so you live a real life to whitewash yourself.

Because you think I am very strange and you want to change me, so being brothers and sisters with me makes me become the white peach blossoms of the past in my daily life, not Meng Po.

More importantly, because you have practiced a powerful mysterious skill called Marrying the Moon Wuxiang. The reason why the moon has brilliance is not due to itself, but because of the reflected ray of the scorching sun. Human power is like the light of the moon. If you want to see the ray of the sun, you will be swallowed and disappeared. Therefore, this mysterious skill requires you to disperse all your true energy, practice again, and reach this state again, you can completely control the highest power of Marrying the Moon Wuxiang.

Of course, this is not enough to dissipate your power. The reason you do this is because you know that even if your true energy dissipates, your body is still strong, the most perfect body built through the mystery of life, and the power of your soul has not disappeared.

In addition, you have the greatest purpose of doing this..."

The girl paused, as if she was completely convinced. She never thought that the Lord could accomplish so many things in a simple action. "It is said that killing the catastrophe can obtain great merits. If you dissipate your own power, it is equivalent to killing the catastrophe with your own hands. Therefore, the merits are immeasurable. Am I right, brother?"

Xia Ji smiled: "Yes."

There is another reason, Bai Taohua didn’t say it.

Now the Taiyin Bottle has been repaired, but the Sun Bottle requires the Sun True Fire or Samadhi True Fire, which is missing in the world. He needs to wait for the arrival of the Emperor's Son, and then he can repair the Sun Bottle. Yin and Yang Qi will make Tushan Ningning wake up again.

In this way, it can be regarded as killing five birds with one stone...

Yes.

The catastrophe is dead.

He killed himself.

He was destined to take this great merit.
Chapter completed!