Thousand Blades of Death

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After Ma Yuan left in a hurry, Sun Shangxiang picked up Liu Bei, who passed out.

The man in his arms seemed to have just broken away from the nightmare and was whispering in the sweet dream.

"Is this the descendant of the Zhongshan royal family? Obviously a weak civilian appearance, unlike the blood of nobles."

Sun Shangxiang said silently.

The Zhongshan royal family did not run down more than ten years ago, and its descendants ended up so unbearably.

But just such a man, standing on the front line against the blood clan, he seemed to have long known that it would end like this.

What was the reason for stimulating her away? Worried that she is behind her feet and does not agree with her strength? Or, don't want her to be hurt?

Sun Shangxiang shook her head. She didn't like too much immersion in the complicated things of other people's ideas.

Put Liu Bei on horseback and support him from behind, Sun Shangxiang rushed to the city next to it, Qisan City.

Quickly whip, she arrived at her destination a few hours later.

Along the way, Sun Shangxiang noticed that the soldiers that rarely appeared on weekdays appeared on the street in large numbers, armed with weapons and wearing armor, as if following orders to gather in a certain direction outside the city.

"what happened?"

Sun Shangxiang was vigilant. This situation, which was like going to war, made the people of Qisan City panicked.

At this time, the opposite side of Wu Guo, Zhou House.

Zhou Yu finished reading the last batch of documents and was preparing to take a break. A shadow flashed.

"Longer than the scheduled time, why, what happened?"

Zhou Yu put down the scroll in his hand, walked up, asked aloud.

The man in front of him was the spy he released.

"Governor Zhou, those people started to act."

Zhou Yu frowned, knowing that something was wrong.

"Don't play the grass and startle the snake first, let's watch its changes."

The detective raised his head and was taken aback. He thought that Zhou Dudu would act under the very detailed circumstances that he knew about the enemy's details.

He said: "The situation is intensifying. Half of Wu's national strength is in their hands, and they should cooperate with the powerful blood clan, so it may be unimaginable to consume so much."

"I know." Zhou Yu replied indifferently, "You have to believe me, this situation will not happen."

What the spy did not know was that Zhou Yu was also anxious, but he could not act lightly because he was waiting for someone's news.

That man was heading to the East China Sea to explore the mystery of the magical race of the Qiao clan and the roots of the blood clan's immortality.

You must wait for his news to come back before Zhou Yu can act, otherwise the other party will give up her efforts if she is aware of it. Before that, she only watched silently.

"Alas," Zhou Yu sighed. Sun Ce sailed for more than a month, and his life and death were uncertain.

Wu Guo’s future is all in the gambling of this war, and he must also believe that Sun Ce can return triumphantly.

Zhou Yu asked again: "Can the Qiao clan's young daughter be different in prison?"

"The Qiao clan has not yet sent someone to rescue her. It seems that they do not regard her as a chess piece."

"That's good. Please step back first. If something important, report it immediately from now on."

Zhou Yu sat back before the case and ordered,

"I'm here and I don't go anywhere."

When the man retreated, Zhou Yu couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead. The blood group's actions quickly exceeded expectations, and Sun Ce didn't return it on schedule. The situation was already very dangerous.

"Little Joe..."

Somehow, in Zhou Yu's mind, there was still another person concerned, the younger daughter abandoned by the Qiao family of the Dao family, Xiao Qiao.

Half a month ago, Zhou Yu received news that someone could control the wind and waves on the sea. He immediately set off for the small fishing village on the east coast, and put Xiao Qiao into prison for suspecting the plague.

"You can't arrest me."

The girl kept protesting in prison, begging Zhou Yu to let her out, but the other party gave no response.

She went to various places to treat people suffering from the plague, and many people are already in good spirits.

But Xiao Qiao, who practiced the high and deep magic path, already had an unusual sense of this plague. She faced the East China Sea and set up an ancient altar.

Using the strongest magic path originated from the ancient times, a large wave was set off in the calm sea, and the evil atmosphere in the distance was blocked. They were like fierce beasts and wanted to struggle away from the block under the small Job.

"Stop thinking about going further!"

Xiao Qiao's magic power is so pure, just relying on the real-name realm, and there is not an exquisite altar, it is to communicate the power of the world and call the storm.

"Stop, ten feet away from her."

Zhou Yu ordered his men to withdraw, not to interfere with the ongoing ceremony of the girl, he wanted to know what the girl wanted to do.

Even the sanctuary-level self-control plague, how should she solve it.

The wind swept over Wu Guo's land close to the East China Sea over and over again, and the pure force of nature let the world's things lay down the guard and feel the joy of being born.

However, that force was too powerful. Although Xiao Qiao initially took the advantage and was noticed by the people behind the plague, he quickly returned.

Thousands of miles apart, a powerful and abnormal coercion fell, and the sense of weakness spread from both feet to the whole body. The girl knelt down on the ground, spit out a blood, and the ceremony was almost interrupted.

Just when the girl was desperate, a man in a red robe appeared in front of her.

A bright flame appeared on the palm of his left hand, and his eyes contained the will to burn the unclean things of the whole world.

The power of Zhou Yu's sanctuary-level realm was propped up to defend the girl from the coercive attack.

"Thank you," Xiao Qiao said with blinking eyes, and looked at the man who rescued him.

This dress made Xiao Qiao think of the legendary iron-blooded governor. Under his governance, corrupt officials and officials are all frightened and fearless, and people can enjoy well-being in their lives.

Xiao Qiao stood up again, and the pure magic power was perfectly used in her hands. Dozens of whirlwinds rose in situ, resisting the surging waves of the sea.

In order to resist the invasion of evil spirits, Xiao Qiao chose to set up a barrier across the east coast.

However, a will from a certain place overseas, aware of Xiao Qiao's intentions, repeatedly suppressed the ruling boundary and wanted to erase it.

Even if Zhou Yu shared the other party's attack, Xiao Qiao's encirclement was difficult to support.

"puff."

Xiao Qiao spit out a bit of blood again, and the vitality was stirred around him. At the beginning of setting up the enchantment, he spent most of his vitality, and now he is in an overloaded state.

"Please, hold on for a while."

Little Joe murmured to himself.

The wind and rain slapped on the girl's face, as if confirming her determination, her eyes were not shaken.

"If you persist for a while, the enchantment will be set, and the people will be relieved of the plague."

Xiao Qiao begged, because his vitality was exhausted, his body had begun to warn, and the power of the devil was also exhausting. If this continued, it would surely usher in failure.

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