Advise you not to be arrogant

Outside Luoyan City, there are millions of dead bodies.

The light wind carried the screams and blew towards the boundless sky, and the dark clouds gradually covered that side of the sky. It seemed that the heavens felt compassionate, covering his eyes to see everything, and he couldn't bear to see this piece of purgatory on earth.

A cloud-breaking long spear picks up the scarred enemy, and the long spear falls to the ground, nailing deeply into the blood-soaked territory.

"Cough..." Po Yunchang. The gun's power and prestige did not diminish, but Lin An, who was holding the gun body, was already exhausted.

His blood-stained eyes looked forward vaguely, as if he was splitting a path among the bones. With a hint of ridicule, he joked, "Lin An, is that all you have?"

"Lin An, your knowledge is too shallow, and sooner or later you will die in the frontier." Jiang Shu's dismissive eyes were thousands of needles in Lin An's heart.If he wins this battle... If he wins this battle, it would be great if he can get Jiang Shu a half-word of praise.

Here the long sword sank into his chest, and the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh and blood rang in his ears.

The world finally turned into chaos, and the tall and stalwart body hit the ground heavily.

"Jiang Shu, I am waiting for you below. If you dare to marry a wife and have children, I will disturb your peace even if I am a ghost."

The city of Luoyan was broken, and the enemy army drove straight in.

A few days later, Lin An's death in battle and the fall of Luoyan City were reported to Luoyang one after another.Luoyang sits on four towers, which are said to have been transformed by the four ancient beasts Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. After Lin Anzhan died, the Holy Lord ordered the four towers to ring the death knell for three days to comfort the souls of the dead.

I heard that on that day, Jiang Shu, the prince of Xiangguo who never liked to go out, left the Xiangfu for the first time.

Jiang Shu wandered up to the Vermilion Bird Terrace with two jugs of spirits in hand.The person who rang the bell was a monk, and it is not suitable to drink alcohol in front of monks, so he put the jug aside, walked around the death bell, and asked, "Master, it is rumored that Sitai in the capital was transformed by four divine beasts, but is that a rumor?"

"If the donor doesn't believe it, it's a rumor."

Jiang Shuwen laughed twice, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he nodded repeatedly, "I believe it."

"Suzaku can satisfy people's wishes."

The monk frowned and looked at Jiang Shu, "The almsgiver has delusions in his mind, it's not appropriate."

He leaned against the guardrail nonchalantly, the gentle night wind caressed his face carefully, the moonlight reflected in his eyes, the sparse light carried countless longings.He sneered and said, "Master, everyone has seven emotions and six desires, even I am no exception."

"May I knock for him once?"

Lin An likes Jiang Shu, and everyone in Luoyang knows it.

The monk took two steps back, "The donor does as he pleases."

"Thank you."

Probably to give him more time, the monk turned around and got off the Vermilion Bird Terrace.

He pulled out the cork, raised his head and took a sip, the spicy wine made his eyes turn red, "Lin An,"

"When I knock, I admit that you are really dead."

Jiang Shu's voice was trembling unconsciously. He held the bell hammer, and he refused to hit the copper bell for a long time. Even though the coldness penetrated his whole body, he could hardly hold the hand holding the bell hammer.

Qianqian closed her eyes, and with a hint of drunkenness, she slammed the hammer into the copper bell, and a long and heavy bell sound spread around, like water splashes on the lake surface, ringing round and round. Expand around.

"Suzaku, if you can hear me, please help me." Looking at the vast land, he raised his lips and smiled, if not, he would give it a try today.

After leaping, he fell from the Vermilion Bird Terrace to the ground like a white dove with its wings broken.

A gust of wind passed by my ears, and in a trance, a crisp bird cry sounded.

It's Suzaku.