The rising black air enveloped the majestic hall like a circling black dragon.

The mule sat cross-legged in the carriage, calming down and waiting patiently.

It has been two quarters of an hour since Sun Jian entered the hall and has not returned yet.

The mule had guessed that the result might not be ideal...

Otherwise, Brother Zheng should have called him into the palace long ago.

He sighed in his heart.

Will people really change?

After a stick of incense, Sun Jian finally lifted the curtain and came in.

Seeing his gloomy face, the mule knew that he had guessed it, but he still cheered up and asked in a deep voice: "How?"

Sun Jian shook his head gently and sighed, "Brother Zheng refused to see you."

The mule knows it.

There is no need to ask any other words.

Leave some room for the elder brother and the elder brother...

He nodded slightly: "Since that's the case, I won't keep much more. There are still many family affairs. I have to rush back to deal with it. Here... I'll do you have to worry too much."

"Where is my brother?"

Sun Jian bowed and said solemnly: "I will order you later to let the Eighteen Prison Master rectify the military discipline immediately, so that Master Chu will not be difficult to do."

The mule sighed and said lightly: "I hope..."

He has seen what kind of people in the Heavenly Demon Palace are.

Unless you are taking a heavy move, killing one batch, hitting one batch, one batch after another.

A simple rectification cannot change the appearance of the army in the Demon Palace.

Upon hearing this, Sun Jian also sighed: "I'll send my brother to see you off."

Mule: "Let's go..."

The two took a car out of camp.

The mule's hands remained outside the camp quickly replaced Sun Jian's guards and surrounded the carriage.

Sun Jian jumped out of the carriage and bowed: "Brother, he has a good journey."

The mule lifted the curtains of the car, waved his hand at him, and looked at the fiercely floating flag of the "Devil" in the camp.

After a long time, he put down the curtains and whispered: "Go back to the door."

"Here."

The groom shook his whip and drove the horses northward.

Sun Jian stood in the cold wind, watching the carriage gradually fade away, and he felt a feeling of "going far away" in his heart.

Taiping Pass...

Can you go back?

...

North of Taibai Prefecture.

The red and black flags covering the sky and the sun stopped in front of two towering stone tablets, and no one dared to cross them.

A commotion.

Hundreds of red-armored elite cavalry with distinctive armor and bravery, surrounded by a dark general wearing crimson purple dragon armor and sitting on a group of snow-white war horses, separated the crowded army and appeared in the front of the army.

General Yinwu looked at the stone tablet on the left, then looked at the stone tablet on the right, and suddenly drew his sword, swept across thousands of troops with one move, and slashed at the two stone tablets.

The sword light blooms.

Two towering stone tablets slowly fell from it.

Yinwu general put away his knife and shouted expressionlessly: "Go forward!"

The north city gate is open.

Hundreds of cavalry stood outside the city gate, raising the banner of "Li" high, and lined up to greet them.

The north wind gently brushed past the broken armor with sword marks and swords intersecting, and raised strands of long gray hair.

The veteran in charge looked at the human dragon as he was getting closer and closer, slowly pulled out the sword on his waist, raised the knife and shouted, "Flat gun!"

A sharp spear leaned forward and aimed at the human dragon in front of him that could not be seen at a glance.

"Kill the thieves to serve the country, it's all the time. You guys, follow me to charge!"

"kill!"

Hundreds of riding horses and whipped, and charged against the north wind.

The Yinwu general stood in front of the dragon, looking at the old and determined faces coming towards him, his eyes red.

"Even you want to rebel against me..."

He roared with a ferocious look, pulled out the sword from his waist, and shouted angrily: "Kill them all!"

The sound of horse hooves like rolling thunder resounded through Taibai Mansion in an instant.

The rolling red torrent easily submerged the moths like flames.

No waves were caused.

The Yinwu general raised his head.

I saw white paper money floating on the north city gate...

It looks like snowflakes.

...

Heavy snow covered bamboo forest.

"Puff puff puff..."

The aroma of copper pot mutton soup is overflowing in the monastery.

Zhang Chu leaned in front of the brazier, wearing a white casual dress, with long hair scattered behind his head.

Hongyun stood behind him, holding a small comb and combing his long hair over and over again.

Zhang Chu was holding a page of paper full of fly heads.

After about a hundred words, he read a stick of incense.

After a long time, he sighed softly and put the letter in his hand into the brazier.

The jumping flames quickly swallowed the letters.

Zhang Chu stared at the ashes turned into letters and whispered without looking back: "I heard that Nanshanzhou is like spring all year round, and there is no snow in winter..."

"Puchi."

Hongyun's laughter interrupted his words.

Zhang Chu turned around and looked at her: "Why are you laughing at?"

Hongyun pressed his head firmly, pulled his long hair and gestured a bun on top of his head: "Have anyone ever told you that you are not lying..."

Zhang Chu is about to look back.

But Hongyun pressed his head hard and prevented him from moving: "If you want the women and the two young masters to go to Nanshanzhou to avoid the cold, you can just coax them to go, I won't leave, I won't go anywhere, here

It's my home."

Zhang Chu turned around stubbornly and looked at her: "If you don't go, what should Zhuangzhuang do?"

Hongyun's hand paused, drooped her eyelids and continued to fiddle with his hair: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Zhuangzhuang is already fourteen years old. What should I do and what should not be done? I no longer need to mention something in everything...

”

Zhang Chu smiled, turned around and said softly, "You have a very hard mouth... Let's go. Not only you, but also the elderly, weak, women and children in the pass, have to leave."

Hongyun also smiled: "You are the one who is stubborn. You want them to leave. Have you ever asked them?"

Zhang Chu: "Taipingguan is still the leader of the country for the time being. If I say I have to leave, I have to leave."

"Okay, okay, you are the master, you have the final say!"

Hongyun coaxed Zhang Chu in a tone of coaxing the child: "But have you ever thought about it? It's wind and snow, where can everyone go?"

Zhang Chu: "It's better to go anywhere than to suffer when you stay in this chaotic world."

"You're just saying this wrong."

Hongyun said seriously: "Where you are is the home of us. If you are not here, we will be aliens everywhere we go."

Zhang Chu frowned and reached out to pinch her plump waist: "Is it a quarrel? Is it a quarrel? If you don't leave, how can we have a quarrel with the Zhenbei Palace?"

Hongyun patted his claws and said casually: "War is your men's business. We women, how can we care about those? We just care about whenever you come back, we have a basin of hot water and a hot rice.

…”

Zhang Chu was silent for a few breaths and sighed: "This battle is not easy to fight!"

Hongyun nodded: "It's not easy to fight, but when have you ever fought an easy battle?"
Chapter completed!