Li Xiuyuan said: "There is no need to be so polite, you should also know that a large part of the reason why you lost the priesthood of King Yangzijiang was because of me, and you did not sincerely serve me today, but a decision made when you had nowhere to go. Otherwise, you would have come to help me in the fierce battle in Jinling City that day, instead of waiting until now."

The Yangtze River is only a few tens of miles away from Jinling City, which is only a few steps away for such a thousand-year-old monster.

He didn't take part in that battle at such a close distance, and he neither helped Dongyue Shenjun nor himself. It can be seen that he didn't want to be involved in such disputes, and wanted to be a leisurely king of rivers and rivers.

It's just the general trend of the world, so how can he be allowed to occupy a river and have fun.

A bit of embarrassment appeared on King Yangzijiang's immature face: "The little demon is indeed forced to, but he definitely doesn't have the heart to be an enemy of the saint."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said: "I know this. The Eight Great Kings under my command visited you. Although you rejected his good intentions, you did not hurt him maliciously. It's just that this is the way of the world. You hold the book of life and death and occupy the Yangzi River. , and a thousand-year-old monster, whether it is Dongyue or me, they will not allow such an existence to have the ability to influence the general situation of the world."

"However, I didn't deliberately kill you, because I didn't have a reason to kill you. I also heard the ghosts and gods under my command mention the matter of you being hit by Thunder God. It's just that Thunder God hit the demon and hurt you but didn't kill you. That's enough. Prove that your crime does not kill you, which is why I am willing to meet you alone today."

King Yangzijiang said with emotion: "Ghosts and gods know that the sages in the world believe in a word of truth, and they have no power to kill ghosts. Now it seems that it is true."

Li Xiuyuan said: "The words of ghosts and gods are not all correct, and I don't always use reason to punish ghosts and gods. If there are ghosts and gods blocking my way to enlightenment, and if they refuse to give way, I will also be ruthless and kill them. Although reasonable, he is by no means a pedantic person."

"If there are really ghosts and gods who don't want to be involved in this dispute, then they should go far away to the mountains and rivers, and cut off all cause and effect in the world. Otherwise, if they want to enjoy incense and kung fu in the world, and want to be a domineering power, how can I tolerate it? "

"That statement makes sense." King Yangzijiang nodded in praise, expressing his understanding.

Li Xiuyuan said: "That's the end of the gossip. Today I have to hurry, so I won't chat with you for a long time. You can go with the army."

After finishing speaking, he got on his horse, and then led the army to step on the pontoon bridge transformed by the body of King Yangzijiang and headed for Yangzhou City in a mighty way.

At the same time, in a large mountain hundreds of miles outside Yangzhou city.

This is the garrison place of Li Liangjin, king of Jiushan.

Since the defeat of Jinling City, he has not sent troops to attack the city for almost a month, but has been constantly contacting the four chiefs under his command.

Mr. Chen, Shi Hu, Hua Gu, Wang Ze.

But no matter how I contacted Li Liangjin, I couldn't find these four leaders. They seemed to disappear out of thin air, and at the same time, their respective armies disappeared.

It is said that the army fled to various places after the defeat, and some people heard that tens of thousands of people were recruited by Li Xiuyuan.

Someone even found out that the remaining army was coerced by the four chiefs and left Yangzhou.

In short, there is no good news.

But today.

Hu Hei's Nanshan Weng was a military adviser in the army, he felt something in his heart today, he suddenly walked out of the military tent, looked to the west, and a sense of crisis and uneasiness shrouded in his heart, lingering.

He is a thousand-year-old fox spirit. He could have become a fox fairy, and he has learned some spells to pray for blessings and avoid disasters. This feeling is very clear to Hu Hei.

The catastrophe is coming.

"Since the defeat of Jinling City, Li Liangjin's luck has been exhausted in an instant. Too many people were killed and injured in that battle. Even the prince's fate can't bear such a big evil. After the loss of Fuze, the loss What is life is life, so it has been said since ancient times that evil will be rewarded and life will be shortened."

Hu Hei looked into the distance, and said with emotion in his heart: "God didn't even give me the time of July 49. Today's catastrophe will move, and Li Liangjin is doomed."

He looked back at the flag of the King of Nine Mountains standing on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but sneered again: "You have a princely destiny, but you never dreamed that I did not accept the prince of Jinling City, but a prince. Caotou King, in this way, the fate can be regarded as complete, the fortune is gone, the luck is gone, and the fate is also fulfilled, so if the fate is exhausted, when will you wait?"

Thinking of the tragic death of his family, young and old, and his children, he felt a bit of revenge in his heart.

Just wait for the head of Jiushan King to be removed and the court's conviction, Li Liangjin will be wiped out of the nine clans.

This is what happens to rebels.

His whole clan was destroyed, and Li Liangjin's whole clan was also to be wiped out. If he was the only one who was murdered, why did he go to such great lengths and plot every possible way to force Li Liangjin to rebel step by step?

However, he could feel that he was also doomed.

"It doesn't matter. On the day I choose revenge, my end is already doomed, but I still feel a little bit unwilling. Then Hu Han must be very happy to know that I should die in a catastrophe."

Hu Hei looked at the sky with a calm expression, he had seen through life and death, and accepted his result calmly.

Thinking of this, he turned into a Nanshan old man suddenly transformed into a black fox bigger than a wild dog, then slid into the nearby forest without looking back, and quickly disappeared behind the camp Inside.

From today onwards, Nanshan Weng will never appear here again, because his calculation has been completed. Although Li Liangjin is still alive, he needs to try his best to avoid this catastrophe. When the news of Li Liangjin's death comes, Only then did he rest in peace.

Li Liangjin, who was in the commander's tent at the moment, didn't know that his military adviser suddenly turned into a fox and left.

He still doesn't understand why the four chiefs under his command betrayed him, and the 10,000+ soldiers and horses collapsed in a day?

He also didn't understand why he was so powerful and had the power to sweep the world, why he stopped abruptly when he encountered Jinling City with tens of thousands of defenders, and finally he could only retreat into the mountain, not even daring to wait for the city he was hiding in. up.

I don't understand.

Li Liangjin didn't think about it either, he thought it would be good for him to be a grass head king, he still has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command, and there are countless fine wines all over Yangzhou, beauties plunder them for his own enjoyment.

And there was a lot of response, much happier than when I was in Jinling City before.

But today, except for the Nanshan Weng transformed by Hu Hei, when he left, a Taoist went up the mountain alone to meet the Nine Mountain King Li Liangjin.

"Your Majesty, at the foot of the mountain there is a Taoist who claims to be a single Taoist who wants to visit His Majesty, saying that he has an old relationship with His Majesty." A messenger came to report.

Li Liangjin was sitting in the handsome tent at the moment, with five or six beauties looted from all over Yangzhou kneeling on the left and right sides, he was drinking and listening to music, enjoying himself.

Hearing the pawn's report at this moment, his expression immediately changed: "Shan Daoist? I remember him. He used to be a resident of my house. My father trusted him when he was alive. This Shan Daoist is a capable expert. , go ask him to come in."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The pawn answered and left.

"Old acquaintance, I miss you a lot." Li Liangjin looked at him with a look of reminiscence.

He recalled the spell that Shan Taoist cast when his father held a birthday banquet. It was so miraculous that he moved the jade tower in the sky and invited the fairies in the bright moon to dance and play music. For this reason, he wrote down wrote a poem.

How did you read that poem?

Li Liangjin had a sudden whim, and asked someone to fetch pen and ink, and was about to write the poem that he was quite proud of, but when he was getting the ink ready to write, it stopped abruptly.

How is the word written?

Do you write horizontally first, or write first?

Li Liangjin wanted to write a pen and ink, but he couldn't write a word no matter what.

"Damn it." He, who was in a bad mood, suddenly became furious, and kicked the case over.

"That damned Wenqu star took away my literary talent, took away my pen and ink, and caused me to be unable to write a single word. Don't let me catch you in the end, or I will cut off your head."

Seeing that Li Liangjin was suddenly furious again, the maid next to her couldn't help but hastily fell on the ground and trembled, for fear of being implicated.

"Young Master, why must you be so angry? You must know that anger hurts your body. You are the only heir of Old Hou Ye." A voice sounded, and a Taoist walked in from outside with a whisk in his hand.

This Taoist is none other than Shan Taoist.

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