“It’s raining”

In the flat city, the young general felt unforgettable depression. The bodies outside the city had not been dealt with yet. If they were piled up there for a long time, a major epidemic might occur.

Except for him, all the city guards and people were busy and cleaning the battlefield outside.

Wang Conghua sat under the tent and watched the heavy rain falling outside. While feeling distressed, she felt a sense of security.

This feeling has always existed since she met Wang Yu, making her obsessed with it and unable to extricate herself.

The young general walked over, squatted beside her, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Wang Conghua."

"What is your relationship with Wang Yu? What kind of person is he?"

Wang Conghua turned his head and glanced at the young general, pursing his mouth tightly, refusing to speak.

"Do you think he can come back? You have to know that it is the main army of the Northern Yuan Dynasty."

"Young Master can definitely come back. Don't ask me again, I won't answer you."

Wang Conghua turned around and refused to pay attention to the man who had many problems in front of him.

The young player had no choice but to stand in the tent for a while and walked into the heavy rain. The depression in his heart became stronger and stronger, making him want to vent but unable to find a partner.

After wiping his face hard, he walked out of the city and became busy with the soldiers.

Blood flowed through the cracks, and corpses all over the ground piled up together, forming a hill.

Xiao Xiao knelt on the ground with his hair disheveled, looking at the scene in front of him in a daze. The man sitting at the top was looking down at him.

His eyes like gods and demons made him feel a little palpitations.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Xiao uttered a few words with difficulty, and the heavy rain fell, making his already old body a little overwhelmed.

It was all over. The army he led, the most elite cavalry in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, were all killed by that man.

"I won't kill you, go and tell your king that you should not think about going south in this life, otherwise I don't mind going to your king's capital in person."

Wang Yu threw down this sentence lightly, jumped off the "mountain", and then he jumped and disappeared.

Xiao Xiao wanted to call him, but found that his mouth seemed to be out of control and could not say a word.

Sighing dejectedly, he struggled to get up and walked towards the camp's hut.

"Master"

Xiao Xiao, who was about to ride back, suddenly heard a shout. He turned to look, and looked stunned.

It turns out that the one who called him was the bravest vanguard general who killed the enemy in the past.

"you"

Xiao Xiao opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and said dejectedly: "Forget it, let's go back."

This veteran who has experienced many battles and has crawled back from the gates of hell many times never expected that his army would be defeated by one person.

The vanguard general who had already been scared was trembling on the horse's back. If there was any movement around him, he would be so scared that he would tremble, afraid that the demon would change his mind and come back to take his life.

When Wang Yu returned to Pingcheng, he still looked calm and composed. He came to the already dumbfounded young general, "Bai Yuan will not go south. You can release news to let the fleeing people come back."

Without any bold words, Wang Yu hugged Wang Conghua who ran out of the tent.

Fortunately, the rain had stopped at this time, so he put the little girl on his shoulder and slowly left outside the Pingcheng.

The young general came to his senses at this time, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say. The city guards beside him who heard the news were full of suspicion.

Even though Wang Yu proved his strength yesterday, he still couldn't believe it.

It was not until they saw their leader's appearance that they slowly realized it.

They all shouted to the sky to vent their inner excitement.

Although the Northern Yuan Dynasty was blocked from going south, it had nothing to do with them, as long as they could live, it would be extremely difficult.

In mid-September, a message was circulated from north to south until the entire Great Zhou Dynasty was in full bloom.

Wang Yu, the new world's number one man, fought against the army of hundreds of thousands of Northern Yuan Dynasty alone, killed a corpse everywhere, and defeated them.

At the same time, the King of Yan, who had been waiting for the news, had no worries and began to mobilize a large army to go south to attack the treacherous minister, King of Qin in the name of clearing the king's side.

The King of Yan, who had mastered 80% of the troops in the Great Zhou Dynasty, was not something that the court could resist.

In just two months, the army came to the capital of Shenjing.

During this period, Emperor Ji Wuchang sent many assassins to assassinate the King of Yan, but all returned in vain. In the end, he was forced to find the killer organization and offer a high reward.

But no one dared to take on this business.

Because the back was standing behind King Yan, it was enough to suppress the world.

If it were in the past, such a tragic act would have been such a great rebellious manner, there would have been many so-called righteous people who would help the court to help the boxing.

But because of Wang Yu's existence, they had to suppress their thoughts and stay honestly.

The remnants of several countries wanted to take advantage of the situation, but unfortunately they were ineffective. In addition, almost no one in the world dared to challenge Wang Yu. When King Yan made a move, they could destroy them with the backhand.

During this period, the Yin Demon Master and disciple confused people and wanted to target Wang Yu, but was besieged by someone who wanted to please him and eventually died in the mountain gate.

Where everything begins, in the town of Ebony.

Wang Yu brought Wang Conghua back here.

Chen Dachui was still making iron every day, and after getting married to Yang Qinghua, he did not put down this craft.

The villagers don’t understand the affairs of the world, so when Wang Yu came back, he only thought he was still the young man with great ability.

But no one went to find him again, and he wanted to become a disciple or something because his master was there.

"Oh, you have reached a state that I can't even imagine."

In the blacksmith shop, Chen Dachui drank wine and said sighingly: "What are your plans in the future?"

Wang Yu rubbed Wang Conghua's head, "I'm going to go to seclusion, she will teach you to the master."

The little girl obviously cried, her eyes were red, and her skin was much whiter than before, and she was a little delicate.

Chen Dachui felt the pure and thick sword energy in her body and said in surprise: "Is it really okay to give these to a child?"

"It's okay. I'm too lazy to do some things, but I can leave them to others. She is one, and An Zhi is one."

Wang Yu whispered: "I hope that when I leave the seclusion, the world has become a new look."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dachui smiled bitterly. His disciple, who had changed the pattern of the Great Zhou by his own strength.

Now the Shenjing can no longer hold on. It is only a matter of time before the King of Yan ascended the throne. Those opposing forces cannot cause any storm.

"Okay, I'm leaving first. The matter of retreat is urgent."

Wang Yu threw down this sentence, walked out of the shop, bent his knees and squatted, and the next moment he rose into the sky and disappeared.

Chen Dachui followed out, looking at the ground that seemed to be plowed by a cow, and cursed: "Little bastard, if you have a genitals, don't come back, otherwise you have to."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped because An Ren and Mr. Chen were rushing here.

"Old man Chen, where is Wang Yu? Where has he been?"

An Ren, who had already had the temperament of a scholar, shouted from afar. He was surrounded by a little girl, looking much more beautiful than Wang Conghua.

"I've found a place to go to seclusion. I'll talk about anything when he comes out of seclusion."

An Ren sighed in disappointment.

The two little girls met and felt the hostility from each other. After snorting coldly, they turned their heads one after another.

"It's better to leave. There is no need for a god in the world, nor does it need a god in the world."

Mr. Chen knocked on the palm of his hand with a fan, and stood in the sunset with his hands in his arms, his shadow being pulled very long.
Chapter completed!