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Chapter 55 The evil dragon is born

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    After a night of looting, a night of fire, when the sky was dim, the Huns soldiers who returned home began to retreat with money and grain in their cars, and women on their horses. The Panlong Pavilion that they had visited was like a locust passing through, and it was extremely clean.  , a large number of wooden buildings are still burning, and the blood of countless townspeople has become its grave goods

    In a wasteland by the Panlong River, two men with bloodstained faces were fleeing in a panic. It was Mr. Zimu and his butler 'Zhu Dachang'. In the chaos last night, the two relied on the familiar road and joined the brigade.  All the Huns soldiers were busy looting property, and relying on the power of the sword in their hands, they killed several people and finally escaped.

    Master Zimu was only wearing a brocade robe full of burnt holes and dirt. He had lost all of his former elegant and suave appearance. He looked completely different from the complacent look he had at last night's banquet. He ran and cried loudly while running around the house.  , property, wives, concubines, servants, everything was lost overnight The steward Dachang on the side was holding the 'Pojun' short knife tightly in his hand, guarding him loyally, and looking around from time to time, for fear of the Huns.  The Rangers come in pursuit.

    At this time, 'Zimu Gongzi' was like a bereaved dog. He did not want to understand how those Huns soldiers who were born on the grassland could cross the 'Panlong River' with fast water and dense reefs and easily defeat them.  The family's home is a fortress that has never fallen in a hundred years

    With all the questions in mind, the two of them continued to flee deep into the wilderness and dense forest. Now they had only one thought, running far away. As for the life and death of other people in Panlong Pavilion, they no longer cared about it until the two of them ran upstream.  When we were on a high slope, through the dense jungle, we happened to see the returning Huns boarding the black iron cable boats docked on the river bank one after another, and the mystery was revealed.

    "That's it! That's it!"

    Mr. Zimu, who was already looking like a madman, kept saying these words while beating a thorn covered with thorns with his hands. Blood flowed all over his arms. Only physical pain could stop him.  He calmed down and regained his normal sense. At the same time, another question appeared in his mind, "Who came up with the ingenious idea of ??crossing the river by iron cable boat, the Huns? Absolutely impossible! Those barbarians who grew up on horseback could never think of it.  Of these, who else could be there?Who else could be there?¡±

    "There are only two smart people within hundreds of miles of the Panlong River who can come up with such a plan. "One is Master Zimu, and the othera young man in black clothes, with a smile, dimples, and eyes like black holes!

    "Wuchouzi-Xiao Yi!"

    "You and I are at odds with each other!" Master Zimu, who had figured out all this, looked up to the sky and roared. His usually pink and peach-blossom face now became twisted and terrifying, as if he was about to transform into a mad dog that chooses people to eat

    "Sir! Panlong Pavilion has been destroyed. We need to think long and hard to take revenge. Where can we stay now?" Butler Dachang could still retain some sobriety at this time.

    Staring at the Crouching Tiger Mountain on the other side of the river, Mr. Zimu had an intuition that the old enemy in his life was there, but now he had no countermeasures. Faced with the question from his confidant butler, he calmed down and thought for a while and said  : "It doesn't matter, when I was on my study tour, I got acquainted with General Yuan Shu and Yuan Gongdao, the fourth and third princes of the Yuan family, and many old officials. Let's go and seek refuge, stay here for the time being, and come back later"

    "Xiao Yi! Wait, I will come back!" In a few moments of shaking, the embarrassed master and servant disappeared into the vast wilderness and began their long wandering journey

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    On a high slope in the upper reaches of the Panlong River, Xiao Yi and the others were standing here watching, watching the prosperous Panlong Pavilion turn into ashes bit by bit in the flames, watching countless lives turn into blue smoke, drifting with the wind.  drift¡­¡­

    The withering of life always makes people sad. Ma Liu, who watched here for half the night, finally couldn't help but said: "There are many innocent people in Panlong Pavilion"

    "No one in this world is absolutely innocent!" Turning around and looking at his companions, Xiao Yi squinted his blood-red eyes and continued in a cold voice that sounded like it came from hell: "It's time for those Huns to pay their blood debt!  Are everything ready?"

    The cold voice made the people around him feel a sense of fear from the depths of their souls. The Xiao Yi now felt both familiar and unfamiliar to them. Compared with him who was always smiling in the past, he was simply out of control at this time.  If there are two people, one black and one white, one good and one evil, they are like two extremely opposite sides but merged together.

    Seeing that Ma Liu was speechless by the cold voice, Zhang Ji, a cobbler on the side, answered for him: "The ten rafts have been prepared, covered with straw, and poured with the strongest Wuyou wine.  !The horror, blood,wait a minute, if that face wears a mask, the figure and voice gradually become more and more like a murderous figure on the battlefield on a fast horse in black, holding a phoenix-winged gold-plated boring machine.  Two into one¡­

    "Wuchou son? Wuchou wine?Wuchou!

    It's him!  It turned out to be him!  "

    ah!  ¡­

    Liu Bao, who finally figured out all this, looked up to the sky and screamed in anger!  After being grilled by a blazing fire, soaked in river water, and now feeling furious and angry, he finally spat out a mouthful of blood with a "Wow!" and passed out completely.

    Seeing this, the guards on the side quickly helped Liu Bao up, and found a few war horses from the river bank that were lucky enough to swim ashore. They got on their horses, hugged the unconscious Liu Bao, and fled north in embarrassment. As for those still in the water,  The struggling Huns soldiers were left to fend for themselves

    The fire was still burning on the river. A large number of burned corpses flowed down the river, dyeing the originally clear river water black. The billowing smoke rushed straight into the sky, like an evil dragon that had escaped from trouble, constantly shaking its head and tail, looking up to the sky.  Changxiao seemed to be celebrating that he had finally broken free from his restraints, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with the countless sacrifices on the river

    It is a silent hymn of the soul, "Free, free, finally free!"

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