Rebirth: Degenerate S*ave Abuses Tyrant

When the sun rose, the Great Trinity Army stood outside Wushuang City, their battle armor was bright and chilled by the night wind.The black and white banners of soul-calling were fluttering in the wind, and the paper money was flying all over the sky. It should be the return of victory after the victory of the living, but at this moment, this world has become a feast for the undead.

Long Xuan and Luo Qi stood together, he looked up at the tower, Luo Wei was standing on the tower, at this moment this person just focused on looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the first ray of sunlight appeared on the distant horizon, the sound of monks chanting sutras sounded immediately.

Master Fuyi sat cross-legged in the soil under Wushuang City, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands clasped together. The Buddhist scriptures he chanted were understood by no one except his disciples, but no one dared to interrupt his chanting. through.

In the middle of this Buddhist event, an old woman sang the spiritual song of Da Zhou's funeral to the sound of chanting scriptures.

The huge soul-calling banner brushed across Luo Wei's cheeks, and the singing was so quiet and distant that it made it difficult for people to distinguish between reality and fantasy.Luo Wei was fascinated by it, the song was very similar to the nursery rhyme when the nanny lulled him to sleep when he was a child, it made him smile knowingly in his sleep.Listening to this song, standing on this high tower, Luo Wei's heart got a temporary peace.At this time, Luo Wei believed that for hundreds of years, countless undead who had been buried under Wushuang City could return to their homeland thousands of miles away by following the singing.

"Kneel!" shouted a monk.

Luo Wei knelt down on the ground together with the people, praying devoutly for the undead wandering here this morning.

"Cross the city in front of you, go all the way south, and you will be your homeland." Long Xuan stood up and said to the wilderness in front of him, "Go back to Wushuang City, go back to the soul, go back!"

Luo Wei looked at Long Xuan at the bottom of the city. On behalf of his supremely honored family, this man expressed his gratitude and comfort to these soldiers who died for their country in foreign lands.Long Xuan is also pious at this moment, his eyes are clear, facing many undead, Long Xuan seems to hide the desires in his heart one by one, leaving only gratitude and respect.

"Your Highness, he seems different today than in the past," Ning Fei said standing beside Luo Wei.

Luo Wei said: "He respects heroes, who among the people buried here is not a hero?"

"Including those little soldiers?" Ning Fei asked.

"They all died fighting for the country, so what's the difference between a general and a soldier?" Luo Wei reached out to catch a piece of paper money that flew up to the top of the city, "There are no young or old on the road to Huangquan, and there is no distinction between high and low. "

"There is an army coming over there," Long Shi, who was guarding behind Luo Wei, pointed to their north, and whispered.

"It's Beiyan Army," Ning Fei's expression changed slightly.

"My elder brother should have made arrangements, the Northern Yan army can't rush over," Luo Wei said, looking at the northern army cavalry coming down Wushuang City.

"Sima Qingsha came in person," Ning Fei said to Luo Wei after seeing the people under Beiyan Shuai's banner, "Is this person here to seize Wushuang?"

"Only his soldiers?" Luo Wei also saw Sima Qingsha, and he counted the cavalry brought by Sima Qingsha in his mind, only a thousand of them. ,” Luo Wei guessed.

Ning Fei didn't go down to the city, he wanted to keep the tower safe under Luo Qi's signal.

There was some commotion among the three armies below the city, but Master Fuyi, the monks, and the old woman singing spiritual songs were unmoved, as if they hadn't heard the sound of the Northern Yan army's horseshoes approaching.

A Yunguan cavalry blocked Sima Qingsha's way.

Sima Qingsha didn't come any more, stopped, and quietly watched Da Zhou's spirit-calling ceremony.

Long Xuan didn't get on the horse until he finished what he was supposed to do, urged the horse to come to Sima Qingsha, sat on the horse, clasped his fist at Sima Qingsha and said, "What is Prince Qingsha coming here for?"

Sima Qingsha said: "Your wish has come true, shouldn't I come to congratulate you?"

Long Xuandao: "Wushuang City is originally my Great Zhou's city, Prince Qingsha doesn't have to be happy for my Great Zhou."

"You caught Zhu Xie," Sima Qingsha stopped talking nonsense with Long Xuan, and asked Long Xuan directly, "Where are Zhu Xie and Mo Huan-sang now?"

"I don't know about that," Long Xuan said, "Those two people may be dead, or they may still be alive, and they are not with my Zhou Jun."

"You really don't know?"

"I wiped out Wushuang Mo's clan," Long Xuan said, "I don't want Mo Huansang to live either. If this person is alive, wouldn't he want to chase after me to avenge the clan's annihilation?"

Sima Qingsha smiled, "It seems that my luck is bad this time, and I thought the Second Highness would be kind."

"Then I would kindly remind Prince Qingsha," Long Xuan said, "You have to be careful of Yang Yuanyuan, this man's ambition is too great, I'm afraid he will be detrimental to your Beiyan country."

"Thank you," Sima Qingsha raised his arms and stopped the general behind him who was furious and wanted to rush forward to fight Long Xuan, "I'll go back right away, and I will deal with Dongshang Yang Element well, so don't worry about the Second Highness."

"No," Long Xuan cupped his fists again.

Sima Qingsha looked towards Wushuang City not far away. This city was far away from He Fang City. Sima Qingsha grew so big that he didn't even come to Wushuang City three times.In the past, this city belonged to the Sima family. He didn't think it was a city with black bricks, and he never had a good look at the city.Now that Wushuang is in Long's hands again, Sima Qingsha discovered that Wushuang City is so precious, he is willing to exchange his life for it, but Sima Qingsha smiled bitterly, he threw his life here, and also exchanged Not going back to Wushuang.

"If Your Highness can't let go of this city," Long Xuan said opposite Sima Qingsha, "I will order the artist to draw a picture of Wushuang City for you, to comfort Prince Qingsha's lovesickness?"

"Second Highness," Sima Qingsha said to Longxuan, "This time it's my Beiyan civil strife, not defeated by you."

"Then this Wushuang belongs to the destiny," Long Xuan said.

"There is one more person, Luo," Sima Qingsha wanted to say to Luo Wei, but his eyes returned to the person he saw just now.

"Sima Qingsha saw you," Wei Lan said to Luo Wei on the tower.

"Really?" Luo Wei, who had been paying attention to Master Fuyi under the city, looked at Sima Qingsha, who was not far from the city, and said to Wei Lan, "Just see it, I don't want people Misunderstanding is a dead man."

Sima Qingsha recognized at a glance that the young man in brocade clothes standing on the gate tower was Luo Wei. His first reaction was to lighten his heart, and then he became furious.

Long Xuan turned around to look around, and said: "Prince Qingsha saw Luo Wei? He returned to the camp safely, but was a little tired and uninjured."

Sima Qingsha turned around and left, not wanting to look any further.

"If Your Highness wants, I can ask Luo Wei to come down to the city to talk to you," Long Xuan said without letting Sima Qingsha go.

"Long Xuan," Sima Qingsha stopped his horse again, faced Long Xuan and said, "Feng Shui takes turns, you don't have to be so arrogant and complacent. After Luo Wei is a high-ranking official and rich salary, what good is it for you?"

"Prince Qingsha doesn't have to worry about my affairs," Long Xuan sneered.

Sima Qingsha took another look at Luo Wei on the top of the city tower, he really had picturesque features and an excellent appearance.Sima Qingsha turned and left, unable to tell what it was like.

"Your Highness," Sima Qingsha didn't go far, a man in plain onyx rode up to him, got off the saddle, and knelt down in front of Sima Qingsha's horse.

Sima Qingsha recognized this person, this person was the personal servant of his father, Emperor Sima Changtian, "Why did you come? Why are you wearing this suit?" Sima Qingsha had already realized something in his heart, and asked with a pale face. .

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has passed away!" the visitor cried loudly.

Sima Qingsha's eyes turned black, "When did it happen?"

"Your Majesty's health has improved, but after hearing the news that Wushuang City was occupied by the Zhou army, he..." The eunuch who reported the funeral cried so hard that he couldn't speak.

Sima Qingsha moved his hand towards his heart, he couldn't breathe, he wanted to scratch this chest to pieces.The thing in his arms was touched by Sima Qingsha in this way, and Prince Beiyan fell off the horse, unconscious, holding a string of black jade and glazed Buddhist beads in his hand.