The Blood Song of the Three Realms

Chapter 480 Farewell and Beginning

When I have a cold, I spray my nose with water until my head seems to be empty.

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weather is good.

It was originally spring, but today the blue sky is so high and far away, it is very rare to give people a feeling of autumn.

There are very few clouds in the sky, and it is only when you look far away that you can faintly see a line of white clouds in the far horizon.

The cloud is also very loose and thin, just like the bones of a green lotus, dry and without flesh.

"That girl is really heartless."

Yin Xuege wanted to laugh when she thought of gnashing her teeth and killing a bowl of pork knuckle noodle noodles before going out in the morning, and looking at the thin clouds like her in the sky.

In such a fine weather, there is still a stupid girl who is full of pork knuckle noodles and lying under the eaves with her belly in her arms waiting.

"You don't need divination, it's sure to be auspicious."

The weather is so good, and the mood is so good, so Yin Xuege smiled, and smiled warmly at Hebo.

Hebo was stunned, then frowned, raised his head in disdain, and held the saber at his waist with his left hand.If it weren't for the fact that there were too many noble people nearby, Yin Xuege felt that this guy would definitely draw his sword three inches out of its sheath and use Sen Han's sword edge to intimidate himself.

Touching the skin around her waist, Yin Xuege smiled even more happily.

A quarter of an hour ago, the drama that the Patriarchs of Weibei County raised in the holy temple disappeared after a short time.

Under the watchful eyes of Yin Jiuyou, the Patriarchs of Weinan County did not respond to the challenge, and everyone just laughed and counted on it.

To use Yin Jiuyou's conclusive words, those words were really wonderful. Thinking of it, Yin Xuege felt eloquent.

"The Spring Hunting Sacrifice is a sacred event for members of the Yin family in Weinan and Weibei to perform the performance of younger generations, worship ancestors, and comfort ancestors."

"The child has no shape, and he meets to gamble with the gap between grievances and grievances. He talks about fighting for his life. This is a children's game production. What kind of characters are you, how can you follow the form of the child? If you really bet on the two children's gambling, and the legend spreads, how can it? Doesn't it seem that I, Weinan and Weibei, are narrow-minded, like children?"

This is so well said, so wonderful, Yin Xuege loves to hear it.

Repeated beatings and beatings stabilized the hearts of the families in Weinan, and even ridiculed the heads of the families in North Wei.

A group of bosses and young people are all in charge of their own affairs, and they want to make a fortune by gambling with two younger generations. Isn't it ashamed to spread the news?You old wretches in Weibei can be ashamed, but we in Weinan County are all "lords", who will accompany you to embarrass yourself?

These words are really wonderful, really interesting, and fit Yin Xuege's mind very well.

The two younger generations, talking nonsense and risking their lives for trivial matters.These words were said in a calm manner, absorbing the bloody and vicious smell in one go.In her previous life, Yin Jiuyou must have been a full-time street sweeper.

Yin Xuege didn't want to attract attention.

The bet between him and Hebo was about a dragon carp, and it turned into a big one. It can be said that two ignorant young people had a quarrel over a pet. They met to hunt tigers and drive wolves in the jungle. The amount determines the ownership of the pet.

Look, how nice is the tone Yin Jiuyou set?

There is no hint of intrigue, no sinister smell, just such a plain, fresh air of children playing.Yin Xuege likes this kind of smell, everyone should not pay too much attention to themselves, it will be convenient for them to do things.

After bowing down to the ancient sage and making a gambling contract, the great festival music resumed, and everyone bowed down to the sage and left the holy temple.

After completing the cumbersome etiquette, the sun has moved a foot to the west from the top of the head, and the shadows of the people have already slanted eastward for a long time.

The two Yin families in Weinan and Weibei, as well as dozens of other aristocratic families, were divided into two camps, with a total of more than six hundred children participating in the gambling battle.Among them, the Weinan and Weibei Liangyin families contributed 190 and eight elites, and the other families only dispatched 15 people.

Everyone left the holy temple and stood on the square in front of the temple, and the crowds from all around came in one after another, and the crowd became a mess.

In the last quarter of an hour, let the young people who participated in the Spring Hunting Festival taste the last warmth in the world and worship their parents and relatives.

Among the more than 600 people, [-]% survived is a very good achievement.

Most of the young people will stay in the depths of Sijue Ridge and become the rations for animals.Perhaps this quarter of an hour is the last moment they want to get together with their loved ones.

Yin Xuege stood alone among the crowd, surrounded by turbulent crowds, but no one was related to him.

There were at least thousands of people with the same surname as him, but none of them had anything to do with him.

He is Yinxuege, and his name is Yinxuege.

He looked up at the sky, the blue sky was extremely high, and only a few wizened clouds could be seen in the very far horizon.When countless people around were harassing and revealing their true feelings, what he thought of was the green lotus that was as skinny as a stick and looked like a monkey, and...

Fatter than a pig, Yin Feifei?
That large piece of moving white fat suddenly flashed in his mind, Yin Xuege felt cold all over, and his stomach felt full.

He turned his head and glanced at the gate of the holy temple.

Forget about that fat man quickly, how could he think of him?
In the holy temple, the dragon carp curled up obediently in the birdcage, and was enshrined on the incense table as a bargaining chip.

The Spring Hunting Festival lasted for three months, and the once-in-ten-year event naturally couldn't be treated casually.Hundreds of ethnic groups run the business, and they will survive for three months in the Sijue Mountains that stretch thousands of miles, hunting wild beasts, or turning into wild beasts to hunt humans, or being hunted by wild beasts and humans that are no different from wild beasts.

Within three months, this dragon carp will stay in the holy temple obediently.

Three months later, Yin Xuege killed Hebo Bobo and left Sijue Ridge, the dragon carp was his.

"This guy!"

The streamlined figure of the three-inch long little dragon carp flashed before his eyes, and he smiled knowingly.

There was a panting sound, and the big fat man who had just appeared in his mind suddenly appeared from beside him.

Yin Feifei stepped on the wind, like a fat and proud swan, struggling to break through the crowd and descending lightly.

He grabbed Yin Xuege's hand and pulled him towards a secluded corner.

Having urinated and played with mud together since childhood, Yin Xuege followed him to a secluded place in the square without hesitation.Behind a big tree surrounded by several people, a black lacquered iron-wood box was placed heavily in the shade of the tree, Yin Feifei's small eyes quickly slid left and right, and then kicked the box heavily.

"Boss, my father prepared good things for you."

Nervous by Yin Feifei's nervous expression, Yin Xuege also quickly looked around and opened the lid of the box.

Four feet long, one foot wide, one foot high, and one inch thick iron-wood box, neatly stacked nine black and dull alloy arrows.

The whole body is cast with a mysterious alloy that Yin Xuege doesn't know, and the triangular pyramid-shaped arrow is as long as a palm. Such an arrow has extremely terrifying piercing power.

What made Yin Xuege dumbfounded was the total of 36 magic patterns on the arrowhead, arrow shaft, and arrow feathers.

Among the rune weapons, those below three nine French are low-grade rune weapons; the Gale Crossbow three magic patterns in Yinxue Singer are the low-grade rune weapons; the thunder bow with nine magic patterns is the low-grade rune weapons; The keeper of the Yin Family Manor held the Hurricane Crossbow in his arms, but it had only 27 magic lines, which was considered the top-level item among low-grade rune weapons.

The rune arrows in front of him are each engraved with 36 magic patterns, which are already middle-grade rune weapons.

What's even more frightening is that this is a one-time consumption of arrows, not a reusable crossbow.

Such arrows can even kill Qi practitioners who have successfully practiced the kung fu, have opened up all the acupoints in the kung fu, and have the vitality of the whole body like a dragon, and the qi has flowed through hundreds of channels.If Hebo was hit by an arrow, it would be hard to find a piece that was as big as a palm.

"Where is it?"

Yin Xuege stuffed the iron wooden box into the storage bag, turned her head and looked at Yin Feifei sternly and sternly.

Although the medium-grade rune weapon-grade arrows are not officially used by Qi trainers, they are strictly controlled by the authorities because of their special long-range strike effects.Each of these rune arrows has a clear code number, and each label corresponds to the official arsenal of a certain state or county. If there is any omission or loss, all relevant people will be wiped out.

Yin Feifei actually put this head-off thing behind the big tree like this?
He was afraid that he himself, his father, his nine wives, fifteen brothers and sisters, twenty-eight maids, twelve servants, four gardeners, concierge coolies, etc. would not die fast enough?
"No problem. Absolutely no problem."

Yin Feifei had never seen Yin Xuege look so stern, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his white flesh undulating like waves.

"Boss, my father is not as good as your father. Uncle Jiufeng is a patrol officer, so he is an official."

"My father is just a treasury official in Weinan. He has survived for 150 years, and he has earned the title of an official official."

"However, being an official also has the benefits of being an official. Every year in this warehouse, according to the Law, there is always damage and destruction."

Staring at Yin Feifei's pinprick-sized pupils, Yin Xuege grabbed his neck.

"These things are destroyed according to the law? Why are they here?"

Yin Feifei carefully looked around, then lowered her voice.

"It's not from the Weinan Arsenal, it's the inventory of the Weibei Arsenal over the years. The talisman is about to expire, so it will be destroyed according to the law."

"My father used some means, and God didn't know it, and he got it from there."

After pondering for a moment, Yin Xuege shook Yin Feifei's body fiercely.

"Where are the insiders?"

"It's all dead."

Yin Feifei looked at Yin Xuege unambiguously.

"Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the sea to eat the sea, these things, no matter how strict the "Law" is, they are inevitable."

Yin Feifei swiftly described his father's survival philosophy, perhaps, this is also the survival philosophy of his long life span of a thousand years in the future.

His father is a canon official. Since he is an official, according to the "Law", it can be hereditary.

In this world, in countless dynasties, official positions can only be inherited by grace, and titles can be hereditary, and the same can be hereditary, is the official position.As the eldest son of his family, Yin Feifei will inherit his father's official position, nothing more than being degraded according to the law. His father is the official official, and he just started from the deputy official.

This set of survival philosophy, his father began to teach him all kinds of tricks when he was sensible.

"A few little things that don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, want to get some benefits. This thing is on the black market, and a piece is worth 20 taels of gold."

Yin Feifei smiled very kindly, his eyes were full of deep affection for Yin Xuege.

"This is an old thing 50 years ago. If there is any future trouble, it will have happened long ago."

"So, this talisman arrow is very clean. When you reach Sijue Ridge, if you meet a formidable opponent, just use it."

"Even if the identity of the talisman and arrow is found out, it would be bad luck for the people of Weibei County, and it has nothing to do with us in Weinan."

After being silent for a while, Yin Feifei patted Yin Xuege's shoulder vigorously with his fat hands.

"Boss, I'm afraid of death, so I dare not go. I don't want you to die, so come back alive."

Yin Feifei was much bigger than Yin Xuege, and he was overweight, a head taller than Yin Xuege.

Looking at the astonishingly fat Yin Feifei, Yin Xuege suddenly thought of the mess she had with this big fat man when she was young.

Because of being fat, he was bullied by children of the same race all day long, but he was the only one who fell in love with this fat man for some reason, and beat those children until they cried like hell.

Because he was afraid of death, Yin Feifei didn't care about everything else, but he was extremely familiar with the set of Yinfeng steps, even better than himself.

"Fear of death is a virtue."

"Who is not afraid of death?"

Punching Yin Feifei's fat chest hard, Yin Xuege lowered her voice.

"When I come back, come and live with me. With your body size, you can't live in your own house, Uncle Jiuyi, I can't control your mouth."

Gazing fiercely at Yin Feifei who was about to speak, Yin Xuege snorted coldly.

"I can only run for my life. Is it useful? I will supervise you. You will succeed in quenching your body, break through the orifice points, and become a real Qi trainer."

Looking up at the Qingyuan sky, Yin Xuege's tone became very erratic.

"A mortal can live for a thousand years; a qi refiner can still live for a thousand years. Even if the earth shakes and the sky shakes, and the stars and the moon are caressing the realm, if you don't take the panacea, you can still live for a thousand years. This is destined."

"Only the Five Qi Chaoyuan, and only the Mahayana of the Spiritual God, can go to the top of the Cang Yue and enjoy ten thousand years."

"Follow me, Feifei, follow me, and I will take you to the seven full moons to take a look."

Yin Feifei's small eyes blinked wildly, and he looked at Yin Xuege pitifully.

"Cultivation is really too hard. If you break open the orifice point and swallow the vitality of the world, if you don't do it well, you will explode and die. I'm really afraid."

"It's good for me to be a deputy pawn, with countless gold and silver money, no worries about food and drink, find a hundred women, and then..."

Seeing Yin Feifei with an obscene smile on his face, Yin Xuege kicked him hard.

"Above Cang Yue, the beauties are a hundred times more beautiful than this Yuan Lu world. Moreover, it is said..."

Leaning at Yin Feifei, Yin Xuege sneered again and again.

"The legendary art of yin and yang combined cultivation, the kung fu that can make a man want to die, and die and die, is only passed down on that Cang Yue."

Yin Feifei was sluggish and stiff, and then his white and tender face suddenly turned red.

Panting, he grabbed Yin Xuege's shoulder and gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Boss, take me up. I want to kill them one by one!"

Patting Yin Feifei's arm in admiration, Yin Xuege smiled with satisfaction.

What a simple young man, what a pure dream, and what honest words.There is no hypocrisy at all, pointing directly to the heart, directly to the avenue, the word "sun death" is remarkable, it can be regarded as the most incisive and quintessential two words that Yinxuege has heard in the 16 years and two months since he came to this world. Character.

As for men, male creatures, reproduction is an instinctive primitive impulse. What's the point of talking about those romantic words?

Rush up to the nine heavens, go to the seven full moons, follow your heart, and do what you want and what you should do.

The high-pitched horn sounded, and the loud voices of Yin Jiuyou and Yin Baji came from the square.

Hugged Yin Feifei hard, complaining that Yin Feifei was too fat and majestic, he couldn't hug this guy.

Shaking his head, he walked towards the square without looking back, towards the dozens of giant monster birds that slowly descended from the sky.

These "Moyun Dapeng" with a wingspan of more than ten feet can accommodate 30 people to ride.

All the children participating in the Spring Hunting Festival, together with the heads of various families and leading figures, will ride this thing and rush to Sijue Mountain, which is [-] miles away.

It is a large mountain range that traverses the fifteen counties of Qizhou, Kunzhou, and Qianzhou in the Kunwu Kingdom. The main vein is seven thousand miles long. There are poisonous insects and beasts, and there are monsters and birds.

Of course, there are also rare flowers and plants in the world.

The children of all ethnic groups participating in the Spring Hunting Festival will be randomly thrown into various places in Sijue Ridge alone.In three months, they will follow the positioning talismans on their bodies, either vertically or horizontally, or fight in groups, or snipe alone, killing beasts, birds, and living people in the mountains.

The positioning talisman on everyone has a certain range, and within three hundred miles, it will notify someone nearby.

Within a hundred miles, the talisman vibrates, letting you know the approximate direction of the person coming.

Within thirty miles, the talisman will point out the exact direction and distance of the person coming.

Thirty miles, for an elite boy with at least a lot of strength, even in the complex mountains, he can reach it in a quarter of an hour at most.

Thirty miles, this is the most dangerous distance between life and death.If it's a meeting of the same clan, it's fine, but if it's an enemy meeting, it's only five steps of blood spattering.

Amidst the shouts of countless people of all ethnic groups, the children of all ethnic groups who participated in the Spring Hunting Festival stepped onto the back of Moyun Dapeng one after another.

Accompanied by clear and crisp tweets, Moyun Dapeng soared into the sky and flew southward a hundred feet from the ground.

Sijue Ridge is just south of Weinan City, a mere [-] miles away, but to Moyun Dapeng, it is only a mere quarter of an hour away.

Yin Xuege stood on Dapeng's back against the wind, and he didn't look back.

Although there are his cares in the city, there are skinny and stupid girls and maids, there are also fat brothers like pigs, and there is even the dragon carp that haunts his dreams.

But he didn't turn his head, the front is Sijue Ridge, where he wants to kill Hebo Bobo.

There, he wants to win Longli away in a fair and honest manner, and take back what originally belonged to him.

The wind howled, and a quarter of an hour passed in an instant.

Dozens of Moyun rocs spread out and flew towards the white mountains in front of them.

Yin Xuege suddenly heard Hebo's vigorous voice, he turned his head to look, tens of feet away, Hebo vigorously pulled out half of his sword and shouted at him.

"Yinxuege! Remember me, Hebo Bobo! The next time we meet, it will be your death day!"

Pointing to the direction where Moyun Dapeng was flying high under his feet, Hebo smiled confidently.

"I'm in that direction, if you have the guts, come here."

"I remember where you are. I, Hebobo, will come to you and kill you first."

(End of this chapter)