"Old ghost Lü, do you think you're safe just because you ran into Tianyun Mountain?"
A deep sound came from a boulder on one side.
Another person jumped down from the tree on the other side.
"I knew you'd take this path, but even if you do, it'll be a waste of your efforts. Yan Fengluo died seven days ago, hahaha..."
As the man finished speaking, a dozen or so figures in black appeared in the distance.
"Impossible! You're lying!" the seven or eight-year-old child shouted in protest.
"My lord, please do not be agitated. The fact that they are waiting for us here suggests that there must be a traitor leaking information from General Yan's side."
The old man calmed the child down a bit and then looked up at the person who had spoken first.
"Qingluo Hand and Iron Swordsman, the two of you plus a dozen kittens can't possibly do anything to General Yan."
The figure in the shadow on the boulder was poised to strike at any moment.
"Old ghost Lü, the two of us are naturally not enough, but what if we add the person who left a palm strike on your chest?"
The old man in the gray robe looked shocked: "He didn't even stay in Shengjing, isn't he afraid...?"
Before he could finish uttering the word "fear," the gray-robed old man suddenly stomped on a stone beneath his feet, sending a shower of pebbles flying in all directions.
Then, he picked up the child next to him and ran wildly to another place.
The group of men in black, who were lying in ambush all around, were waiting for the old man in gray robes to continue, but he did not expect to play by the rules and simply run away.
The crowd blocked the falling rocks and leaped forward to give chase, but the old man, who had already run some distance ahead, suddenly threw a small iron lump behind him.
"Iron Pear Blossom! Get out of the way!" someone shouted.
As soon as the small iron lump landed, it burst forth with countless poisonous needles in all directions like a shower of flowers.
Amidst the cacophony of gunfire, a few muffled groans were heard.
A moment later, all the poison needles on the ground had been fired.
Qingluo Shou and Tiejian Ke immediately led the remaining nine black-clad guards in pursuit of the gray-robed old man, who had become just a small dot in their sight.
He completely ignored his five pale-faced companions on the ground, whose mouths were oozing green blood.
...
The Ji clan of the previous dynasty established their rule over the world amidst chaos and strife, wielding the power and authority of the state for over two hundred years.
It achieved a balance with the major families and sects in the Central Plains, which once propelled the Great Zhou to its peak.
Under several generations of wise rulers, imperial power even began to surpass that of the major aristocratic families and clans.
However, things are ever-changing, and it is impossible for the Ji clan to produce a powerful ruler in every generation.
Although the previous emperor was not incompetent, he was indeed ordinary and lacked great talent.
The aggressive tactics of the previous generations of Ji clan rulers had already aroused dissatisfaction among the various powerful families and sects, who began to take covert actions.
This even triggered a rebellion by several border troops.
The pawns secretly planted in the court also seized the opportunity to gain momentum.
However, the authority of the Zhou Dynasty, which had ruled for more than two hundred years, had long been deeply ingrained in people's hearts, and the royal family's covert methods should not be underestimated.
A great upheaval that would engulf the entire land of China thus began.
Although the Ji royal family had a profound foundation, the combined strength of various powerful families and sects surpassed that of the imperial court.
The struggle lasted for nine years, and in the end, the Great Zhou Dynasty collapsed.
It was replaced by the Ying clan, the aristocratic family that initially led the rebellion, and established the state of "Qin".
Meanwhile, other aristocratic families and major sects, whose vitality had been damaged to varying degrees after this great battle, withdrew and watched from the sidelines.
Let the Ying clan deal with the remaining members of the Ji clan themselves.
On the one hand, the Ji family had a long-standing reputation among the people, and there was no shortage of chivalrous heroes who came to their aid. On the other hand, we also had to be wary of the Ji family's potential counterattack before their death.
The disasters brought about by years of fighting and killing have caused the reputation of aristocratic families and sects to plummet among the people, and they urgently need to stabilize.
On the one hand, it was also to weaken the strength of the Ying family.
They absolutely do not want another Great Zhou to occur.
In the six years that followed, the remaining power of the Ji clan was gradually eradicated.
The child that Lü Shengyang, the current worshipper, is holding is the last descendant of the Ji family.
...
Lu Shengyang carried Ji Haoxuan and ran as fast as he could, the handprint on his chest causing a tearing pain from time to time.
It seems that Yan Fengluo is out of the question, but I will fight to the last breath to preserve a trace of the Ji family bloodline.
Suddenly.
Birds in the mountains took flight in fright.
A thunderous, heroic song echoed from the distant mountains.
The singing was melodious and passionate.
Especially when I hear the line, "Sword in hand! Who in the world is a hero!"
It makes one wish one could meet such a hero among men.
Almost without hesitation.
Lu Shengyang immediately abandoned his original escape route and plan, and fled directly in the direction from which the singing was coming.
You can tell a person's heart by listening to their songs. How could someone who can sing such songs not be a hero of the world, how could they not be a chivalrous and righteous knight?
Moreover, this person's voice could be heard for miles around, and his martial arts skills were probably already at the Innate Realm.
There is hope! There is hope!
...
Wu You finished singing "Farewell My Concubine".
I felt my pores open up and my whole body felt refreshed.
It's so exhilarating, so incredibly exhilarating! To let out a loud scream in this open space in the middle of the night is just so incredibly satisfying.
Suddenly, the little black dog beside me barked and hissed in a direction down the mountain.
At this time, Wu You had not yet escaped the state of being possessed by the demon god's power.
At the limit of conscious perception, the air at the mountainside was rapidly broken apart in circles, forming invisible human-shaped passages that spread upwards.
Is it a person?
people!
What the heck? Are there people in the Eastern Realm?
Moreover, this person was rapidly approaching him, apparently drawn here by the singing.
However, Wu You is currently under the control of the demon god's supernatural power, so he doesn't feel much fear.
Judging from the airflow fluctuations, there should be two people, an adult holding a child.
The discovery of the child made Wu You realize that the visitor might not necessarily be hostile to him.
But their speed seems a bit too fast...
Wu You, sword in hand, waited at the mountaintop, while Xiao Hei quietly crouched down behind some grass and rocks.
Thinking it wasn't safe, he summoned the ghost mosquitoes to fly in the air.
...
Lu Shengyang finally carried Ji Haoxuan close to the mountaintop.
But the closer he got, the more he could feel a faint pressure, which, though not strong, made him slow down.
Upon reaching the summit, what greeted the eye was not the rugged, fierce warriors one had imagined.
Instead, he was a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties.
The other person was dressed in strange clothes, had a short haircut, and held a long sword in his hand.
There's no concept of "our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents" here, but such short hair is still very rare.
Although the image is somewhat different from what I imagined, the person who just sang loudly must have been this person.
Lu Shengyang put Ji Haoxuan down, stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Brave warrior, my grandfather and I are being chased by bandits. I wonder if you could help us?"
Although Wu You's face remained expressionless, a million alpacas were stampeding through his mind at that moment.
Is this really not a period drama?! It's actually ancient people!
He was about to speak when he suddenly turned to look to the side and sensed another group of people rushing up the mountain.
When Lü Shengyang saw Wu You's actions, he knew that Qingluo Shou and the others must have caught up with them.
Sure enough, a moment later he also heard the sounds coming from the mountains.
But he couldn't help but think to himself, "This person's skill is truly unfathomable; he was able to detect the pursuers 10 breaths earlier than me."
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