The strongest spirit control system

This is Luo City, which is only three days away from Nangong City, the capital of Dadu Dynasty.

It was already deep winter at this time, the heavy snow was blowing, the strong wind was blowing, and it was whistling.

And outside the vast white city, there is a black funeral procession walking towards the funeral mountain not far away.

This funeral procession is like a long dragon, the head of the dragon can be seen but the tail cannot be seen.

And the bells for the funeral are ringing, and there are bursts of crying, even the sound of the wind blowing, seems weak at this time.

"Luocheng Marquis Chu Tianqiao is dead!"

On the high city wall, someone said so.

He looked at the slowly advancing funeral procession, his eyes squinted, and he was wearing the black iron armor.

These are the soldiers guarding the city of Los Angeles.

"Then the position of Marquis of Luocheng is not inherited by the only son of Marquis of Luocheng—Chu Yuyao?"

The other soldier rubbed his hands, exhaled warm air from his mouth, and spat it into his hands.

He is a young soldier, and he has just joined the army.

The old soldier on the side didn't look at him, but his narrowed eyes narrowed even more, and his lips curled up slightly.

He said: "No! It might be! Maybe he will die tonight! Didn't the Marquis of Luocheng also die suddenly last night?"

Time passed like this, and the funeral procession sent off the spirit and returned to Luo City.

And the cloudy day passed like this, and it was night in an instant.

But the heavy snow is still falling, the strong wind is still blowing, and it keeps beating on the windows, doors, and houses, as if vowing to destroy Los Angeles, which is known as the last second line of defense of the capital of the Dadu Dynasty. Willing to stop.

And in the main hall of the city lord's mansion in the center of Los Angeles, there was a man wearing black clothes and about two meters tall standing in front of the window, letting the wind and snow blow on his face, his face with intersecting wrinkles But he didn't flinch at all, those eyes that were staring out of the window, like eagle's eyes, were full of sharpness and flashed bursts of cold light.

The black clothes on his body were blown up by the gust of wind, making a fluttering sound.

And this person was Chu Tianluo, the younger brother of Luocheng Marquis Chu Tianqiao who died suddenly last night.

The main hall is bright and bright, the bursts of light are scattered from the top of the main hall, and the top is made of the bright stones salvaged from the thousand-year sea that emit light.

But the corner next to him is a piece of darkness, and no light can penetrate even a sliver.

And at this time, a voice came from the darkness, it was a voice that made people feel particularly uncomfortable, and there were bursts of sinister laughter in that voice.

The voice said: "City Lord Chu, now that Chu Tianqiao is dead, then, should you also take action?"

"Action? Okay! I know!" Standing in front of the window with his hands clasped behind his back, Chu Tianluo, who was blown head-on by the incoming wind and snow, nodded, then raised his hand, then waved it down, Just like in a big battle, as if the token for attack was swiped down, the wind broke and there was a cry.

Then a black armored soldier in black armor with a black iron mask on his face and a black scimitar hanging from his waist ran into the hall. As soon as it was released, it was put away, and without a sound, it ran behind Chu Tianluo.

He knelt down halfway, with his head lowered, without speaking, waiting for that Chu Tianluo to issue an order.

Chu Tianluo quickly said: "Take my magic sword! Also call the [-] black armor soldiers in that city, and follow me to attack the Luocheng Marquis Mansion!"

"No!" The black armor soldier said coldly.

The heavy snow is still blowing, the strong wind is still blowing, desperately knocking on the window, knocking on the door, knocking on the house, and the sound of crackling is constantly ringing.

And in a house in the Marquis' Mansion of Luocheng located in the east of Luocheng, this is a house with an area of ​​about a hundred square meters. It is also bright and bright, but there is an unbearable smell Sense of sadness.

This was in the study of Chu Tianqiao, the Marquis of Luocheng who died suddenly last night, and a woman in black mourning was looking for things on the bookcase full of books.

And this woman is Chu Tianqiao's widow, that is, Chu Tianqiao's first wife—Xiao Wanniang.

And behind her, there was a little boy also wearing black mourning clothes, that was Chu Tianqiao's son, logically speaking, he should be Chu Yuyao, the next generation of Marquis of Luocheng.

At this time, he was only 11 years old, his face was pale, he must have been crying for a long time, and his black eyes, which were fascinating to look at, were full of sadness, and they were also swollen like bee bites.

And in his eye sockets, there were still a few drops of tears falling down his pale face.

At this moment, he was looking at his mother's back, looking for something on the bookcase, without speaking or crying.

After a long time, Xiao Wanniang turned around and handed him something.

He took it, and then looked down. At that time, he only reached Xiao Wanniang's waist, which was only about 1.1 meters two.

He looked down at the thing his mother handed him. It was a jade pendant, but it was shaped like a sword. Under the light, it looked crystal clear.

He raised his head, looked at his mother, with doubts in his eyes, and said, "Mother! This is it?"

Xiao Wanniang glanced at him very tenderly, then turned around, and grabbed the sword that was placed on the sword stand beside her.

She turned around again, holding the sword in one hand, reaching out to touch his head with the other, bent down, lowered her head, a smile appeared on the same pale face, and said: "This jade pendant is left to you by my father. No matter when, you can't lose it, understand?"

"My child knows! Mother!" Chu Yuyao hung the jade pendant around her neck and put it in her clothes.

He raised his head again and looked at his mother, but Xiao Wanniang had already straightened up and walked away, and then she took a pair of black armor and put it on her body.

Under the black armor was the same black mourning dress.

Then she pulled out the sword, flicked the sword lightly, and a crisp sound resounded.

"What a fine sword!" she said.

This sword belonged to Chu Tianqiao, and it was his weapon when he went to the battlefield. It was named Chu Qiao Sword.

Chu Yuyao looked at her with doubts in her eyes.

He walked over and hugged Xiao Wanniang from behind, and the coldness on the armor surged.

He said: "Mother!"

Xiao Wanniang put down the sword, turned around, gently touched Chu Yuyao's head, and said, "Just stay here obediently! Wait for me to come back, okay?"

"No, don't, I will go wherever mother goes!" Chu Yuyao said, holding Xiao Wanniang tightly.

He knew that after this separation, he might never see his mother again.

"Good! Good! Yaoer! No matter where I go, I will take you with me!" Xiao Wanniang gently touched Chu Yuyao's back and said, "But! Yaoer! Mother loves you, mother loves you !"

"Mother! I love you too!" Chu Yuyao said, but just after he finished speaking, he felt his head hurt and heavy, and then the surrounding area darkened, and he passed out.

"Yao'er! You are the only son of me and Qiao Tian. No matter who dies, you can't die, you can't die!" Xiao Wanniang said, tears flowed from her swollen eyes, across her face. The pale face hit Chu Yuyao who had been knocked out by her on the head.

"Chu Tianluo, I must avenge the murder of my husband, I must!"

Xiao Wanniang gritted her teeth tightly and said, then she hugged Chu Tianyao and put her on the chair, then she wiped away the tears on her face, held the sword on the table beside her, and pointed at the sword outside the door. Shouted: "Commander Zhou, come in!"

Then the door was pushed open, and the wind and snow rushed in, and the things in the house were thrown into disorder in an instant.

A burly man wearing black armor and a black sword hanging from his waist, but without the black iron mask on his face walked in.

And behind him were several people in black armor, with black scimitars hanging from their waists, but none of them were wearing the black iron mask.

Commander Zhou called for someone to come to the door, and walked in front of Xiao Rongwanniang, looking at Chu Yuyao lying on the chair, a slight smile flashed in those black eyes, but the smile flashed away in an instant, as if it does not exist.

He bent down, holding the scimitar at his waist, and said: "Madam, please order! This subordinate will do it even if it is death!"

The armored men who followed him in lined up behind him, also bent down, holding the scimitar at their waists.

"Okay!" Xiao Wanniang said quickly, "Take them and protect the young master, leave this Luo City immediately, go to Tiancheng located west of Luo City, go to the Xiao Mansion, and hand the young master to the mansion master of the Xiao Mansion!"

"This subordinate understands! Madam, please rest assured! Even if you die in battle, this subordinate will hand over the young master to the master of the Xiao Mansion!" Commander Zhou said loudly.

"Good!" she said.

Then she turned around, kissed Chu Yuyao's face lying on the chair, and said, "Yao'er! Live well, mother loves you, and so does your father, and we will always love you !"

Tears fell down again, but she didn't say much, but she turned and left while holding the Chu Qiao sword left by her deceased husband.

The whispers sounded.

A black soldier standing behind Commander Zhou came up, looked at Chu Yuyao who was lying on the chair, then looked at Commander Zhou, and said, "Commander Zhou, what should we do?"

"Tsk tsk! As the saying goes: 'Birds die for food, people die for wealth!' Now that the city lord has paid the money and made the promise, what else can we do?" Commander Zhou's black face had a trace of coldness. laugh.

He looked at Chu Yuyao who was lying on the chair, and said, "We are human! Hehe!"