Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Behind him, a very beautiful woman was kneeling on one knee on the ground, reading a secret letter in her hand.

The content of each secret letter is about one person - Song Xuan!

After reading all the secret letters in her hand, Yao Yue stretched lazily with a slight smile on her lips.

"My cousin Lin Daiyu, Huang Rong from Peach Blossom Island, and Yue Lingshan from the Huashan Sect... It's not too stressful, it's much better than I expected."

Putting away her fishing rod, she smiled faintly and said, "Hua Yuenu, what do you think of my fiancé?"

The young woman called Hua Yuenu turned pale when she heard this.

This Young Palace Master Yao Yue is a good person in every way, but as soon as things involve her fiancé, her temper becomes evil.

If you say something that doesn't suit her taste, you will be punished.

"Look at you, I was just asking casually, why is your face pale?"

Yao Yue came close to her and looked down at her, "Could it be that you also know how good he is and miss him in your heart?"

Pfft!

Hua Yuenu shuddered and fell to the ground in fear.

Miss, that’s enough. In your heart, do you feel that even a woman is thinking about your man?

"elder sister!"

From a distance, a clever and gentle female voice came. The moment the voice sounded, Hua Yuenu couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Are you kidding Yue Nu again?"

The person who came was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, a long skirt that reached the ground, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders like flowing clouds. She had a gentle smile on her face and came to Yao Yue's side in a few steps.

"Yue Nu, sister is joking with you, go down and rest first."

Hua Yuenu looked at Yao Yue cautiously, but seeing that the other party had no intention of objecting, she immediately stood up, saluted, and left quickly.

"Sister, she's never been very courageous. Why do you keep scaring her?"

Yao Yue raised her hand and pinched Lian Xing's face. "How boring! By the way, have you broken through to the Xiantian realm?"

Lian Xing hummed, "After more than ten years of family-inherited skills, plus a year of training in Yihua Palace, I have barely reached the Xiantian realm. I am far behind you, sister."

Yao Yue smiled and said, "Your talent is slightly lower, but your personality is simple, which makes you more focused than others. Your future achievements will definitely be great."

As she spoke, she handed the fishing rod to Lian Xing, "Master has been in seclusion for a long time, and I don't think he will come out for a while."

She looked around for a while and said, "Go back and put on the human skin mask I prepared for you, pretend to be me and handle the affairs of the palace for me.

I have to go out for something."

Lian Xing hesitated for a moment, "Sister, you have to go find Song Xuan..."

When she said this, she saw her sister's scrutinizing gaze and immediately changed the subject: "Are you going to look for your brother-in-law?"

Hearing the word "brother-in-law", Yao Yue smiled with satisfaction and said, "I have to go! It hasn't been long since he's had three more confidantes around him.

That was with Xiao Qian, but now he's heading to Qingzhou alone, with no one watching him. God knows if he'll let himself go! "

"Brother-in-law is not that kind of person!"

"I know!" Yao Yue smiled confidently. "He doesn't even sleep with me, let alone others! But just because he doesn't do anything inappropriate doesn't mean other women won't have any bad intentions towards him. Don't you agree, sister?"

Lian Xing's heart tightened, and she nodded gently, "That's right, sister!"

Yao Yue rubbed her sister's face and said, "You're so good. I'll give birth to a bunch of nephews for you later. You won't be bored when you take care of them."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Lian Xing stood there quietly, staring blankly into the distance with a somewhat lonely look in her eyes.

......

Song Xuan waited on the street for a long time, but no Qing soldiers arrived. He jumped up and walked into a restaurant.

"Boss, serve all your signature dishes!"

The shop owner looked at him fearfully, "Young man, please leave now. You are a skilled martial artist, and the Qing soldiers may not be able to do anything to you, but they will definitely take their anger out on us ordinary people in the future!"

Please, please go away!"

Song Xuan glanced at the small braid behind his head, was silent for a moment, and then stood up.

"Never mind. I won't trouble you. Come back after I've killed all the Tartars here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already on the street.

At this time, there were bursts of rumbling sounds of horse hooves coming from the end of the street. From afar, he saw a large number of cavalrymen rushing in like a tide and quickly surrounded him.

The leading general looked him up and down. "Judging from your attire, you're probably no ordinary person in the martial arts world. Are you a member of the Tiandihui?"

The Tiandihui is a rising force in the Qingzhou underworld in the past six months.

This underworld force was dissatisfied with Huang Taiji's establishment of the country and his cruelty to the people, and was even more dissatisfied with the order to keep the head but not the hair. It gathered a group of underworld people to assassinate Qing officials with the purpose of overthrowing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the orthodoxy of the Great Zhou.

As the Tiandihui organization grew stronger, some Xuanyiwei of the Great Zhou who had not been instigated by the Qing army also joined it, making the Tiandihui even more powerful.

This group of people would fight and then run away, never confronting the army head-on. They hid in various places and were extremely difficult to deal with, which really gave the Qing court a headache.

Judging from Song Xuan's demeanor and attire, the general guessed that he was a leader in the Tiandihui. If he could be captured alive and sent to the provincial capital, it would definitely be a great achievement.

"Heaven and Earth Society?"

Song Xuan smiled and asked, "Is the chief leader called Chen Jinnan?"

"You are indeed a member of the Tiandihui!"

The Qing general excitedly said, "Brothers, the time has come to make great achievements! This man is the leader of the Tiandihui. If you kill him, I will reward you with 100 taels of silver. If anyone can capture him alive, you will be promoted three levels. I will never break my promise!"

After receiving such a reward, the Qing soldiers were all excited, and the hesitation in their hearts disappeared immediately.

No matter whether you are a master of the Tiandihui or not, can you still fly when you are besieged by hundreds of cavalrymen?

Song Xuan looked around and said with some regret: "There are only four or five hundred people, it's not enough to kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the general could react, he saw Song Xuan's figure shuttling back and forth on the street like a stream of light, at a speed so fast that the human eye could not react at all.

In just a few breaths, in the general's astonished eyes, Song Xuan returned to his original position again. As his body returned to its position, hundreds of heads flew up. The scene was extremely shocking!

Song Xuan didn't even look at the corpses whose heads were cut off and fell to the ground, but looked at the general who was trembling all over with a smile on his face.

"Little Tartar, show me the way. Where is your camp?"

Chapter 189 It’s obvious that I surrounded you all by myself

The pig tail behind the Qing army general's head was shaking like a sieve, and his whole body was trembling.

"Hero, can you spare my life?"

Song Xuan grinned, "Guess!"

I guess you uncle!

The general knew he was going to die, but his instinct for survival made him turn his horse around and flee.

As he was riding his horse, he felt a steady, powerful hand, even emitting a burning breath, on his head.

The next moment, there was a snap, and the sound of a neck being broken could be clearly heard on the street.

Holding the bloody head in one hand, Song Xuan looked around at the trembling people on both sides of the street, "Fellow villager, can you show me the way?"

......

At noon, the spring sunshine shines on people, making them feel warm and comfortable.

Song Xuan held the sword in one hand and leisurely came to a military camp outside the city.

The military camp is not big. According to local people, it is just a garrison for several thousand people.

Most of the Qing troops in Guangdong and Guangxi were stationed around the provincial capital. This place was just a county town and did not have many troops.

This made Song Xuan a little disappointed. It seemed that he would have to spend time going to the provincial capital.

He came to Cheongju with a mission.

The mission given by the Xuanyi Guards was to kill high-ranking officials of the Qing Dynasty, leaving the Qing army leaderless, making it easier for the subsequent Great Zhou army to land and enter the Qing Dynasty to quell the rebellion.

According to common sense, after entering Qingzhou, Song Xuan should have headed directly towards the Forbidden City of the Qing Dynasty, directly entered the palace, and eliminated the Tartar emperor and the masters around him.

But Song Xuan had his own ideas.

He came here to kill people.

Travel thousands of miles and kill millions of people!

With millions of murderous intentions, temper your spiritual will and condense the innate divine flower!

Therefore, he would not charge directly into the Qing Imperial Palace, but planned to kill his way through city after city, killing as he went, until no one in the world dared to claim to be in charge.

Uh, the channel is off.

In short, he came here to kill, and he wanted to kill until everyone in this world would be terrified and frightened when they heard the three words "Xuanyiwei", and would not have the slightest desire to resist!

"Who dares to come here and spy on the military camp?"

There seemed to be experts in this military camp. Song Xuan looked at the military camp in front of him unscrupulously and was noticed by the experts inside.

A tall and burly middle-aged man walked out, holding a giant mace in his hand, staring at Song Xuan with murderous intent on his face.

This man was dressed like a man of the world and had no armor on him. He should be a martial arts master who defected to the Qing army.

"Another traitor who refuses to shave his head!"

The burly man said in a cold voice, "Traitor, I am invincible with my magic stick, Zhao Sanshan. If you surrender now, I can spare your life!"

"The magic stick is invincible?"

Song Xuan looked a little strange. Are all the martial arts masters in Qingzhou given such rough nicknames?

Seeing the subtle sarcasm on Song Xuan's lips, Zhao Sanshan suddenly became angry. He roared and leaped up like a tiger descending from the mountain. The mace in his hand carried a shadow of death and smashed down!

Song Xuan chuckled, without dodging, he raised his hand and gently grasped it. With a click, the huge mace turned into a pool of iron chips and shattered.

"It seems your magic wand isn't that useful!"

Song Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he raised his hand and slapped him again. Zhao Sanshan's face changed drastically, with a look of horror. With a bang, his chest caved in, and a huge force surged, blowing his body away.

Bang!

Before he even hit the ground, his massive body exploded in mid-air, raining blood like fireworks and dyeing the large flag in front of the military camp red.

"Big brother!"

Five more people rushed out from the gate of the military camp, staring at Song Xuan in disbelief.

My eldest brother had just recently broken through to the Xiantian realm. He was a peerless warrior with great martial arts skills, but he was shattered by just a slap?

So how high is this person's martial arts skills?

"I wonder which incense master of the Tiandihui you are?"

The five martial artists were horrified, but they suppressed their fear and spoke out to delay time.

Inside the military camp, the Qing army has already responded, and several generals are commanding the troops to deploy their battle formations. As long as they can delay for a while and wait for the army to deploy its battle formation, even a congenital master will have to avoid their attack!

"Heaven and Earth Society, I'm not!"

Song Xuan was not in a hurry. He smiled and raised his hand to shake the token on his waist.

"I am Song Xuan, the Xuanyi Guard of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

As he spoke, his expression gradually changed from gentle to indifferent, and his voice was filled with an extremely strong sense of oppression, "Listen, Tartars inside, you have been surrounded.

Lay down your weapons, come out and kneel down in surrender, and I will leave you with an intact body!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only the five people from the martial arts world, but even the generals who were commanding the troops in the military camp were panicked.

"Surrounded?"

"Could it be that the Great Zhou's troops have already entered Qingzhou?"

There was a commotion in the military camp, and scouts were riding their horses and rushing in all directions, obviously to find out the surrounding situation.

Soon, several scouts came back on fast horses and reported the situation to the general inside.

The five martial artists listened to the scout's story, and their expressions relaxed at first, and then they looked at Song Xuan strangely.