Xia do not stay

Chapter 272 The Winter is Coming
Wu Country, deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Although the weather is getting colder and winter is approaching, every Ukrainian has a smile on his face at this time, brimming with happiness and hope.

They had a bumper harvest, and the method of terraced fields was indeed feasible. The heavy rice gave them the confidence to survive the cold winter!
The harvested rice was piled up in Longshou Mountain, which was originally a huge mountain with a height of hundreds of feet, but was hollowed out by Wu Xinglie to serve as a temporary granary.

Rice is limited, and some of them will be reserved as seeds for next year, so he plans to make a unified schedule and distribution this winter.

At this moment, Wu Kingdom is holding a grand bonfire dinner.

Wu Xinglie sat around with everyone, drinking happily, and the smell of barbecue and rice filled the surroundings.

Wu Mushu took a look at Wu Leyao who was all dressed up. Today's princess is very beautiful and has attracted the attention of many young people, but she often loses her mind and stares at the bonfire in a daze.

It's a pity that I didn't see the son-in-law of His Highness!

Wu Xinglie swallowed a large piece of beef and said, "Who is guarding Longshou Mountain now?"

Wu Mushu hurriedly said: "It's Awutai, he is a master master, there will be no problem."

Wu Xinglie nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Awutai is one of the four temple ministers. He is over 80 years old. Today, at the bonfire event, he voluntarily stays at Longshou Mountain to take care of the hard-earned rice in Wuguo.

Longshou Mountain is now the most important place for the Wu Clan, and the masters and strongmen take turns guarding it.

The grand event entered the most exciting stage of the dance, many confident warriors of the Wu Kingdom came forward one after another, offering their own gemstone necklaces polished by themselves, wanting to invite Wu Leyao to dance.

This has always been a tradition in Wu Kingdom. A man invites a woman he likes to dance with a gemstone necklace. If the woman is moved, she can agree. If the woman does not take off the necklace after the dance, it means the beginning of a marriage.

If you take off the necklace, it is a polite refusal.

However, Wu Leyao rejected everyone's invitation, which made this group of Wu Kingdom warriors feel sad.

Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, and the bonfire was erratic.

Wu Xinglie frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Then, an exclamation sounded.

"Longshou Mountain...is on fire!"

Wu Xinglie and Wu Mushu's pupils trembled, and they looked towards Longshou Mountain in the distance, only to see that the mountain peak was vaguely wrapped in flames at this moment, constantly emitting heat waves, like a volcano about to erupt.

The next moment, everyone felt the ground tremble under their feet, and Wu Xinglie had disappeared, leaving only two deep footprints on the spot.

Wu Xinglie's long hair was fluttering, and his eyes were full of evil spirits, like a star falling to the earth, crashing into Longshou Mountain with a bang.

The turbulent flame rushed over like a poisonous snake, trying to devour the lion-like old man, but was blocked by the purple-gold light.

Shura's golden body is invulnerable to weapons, fire and water!

Wu Xinglie clenched his fists tightly. As a grand master, he couldn't even control his muscles at this moment, and was shaking violently.

In the endless flames, the life-saving rice planted by countless people in Wu Kingdom was burned to the ground!
A layer of varnish was splashed on the rice, and it was swallowed up by the flames in just a moment.

The flames illuminated the old man's pale face, as well as those eyes that were brewing a terrible storm. The monstrous killing intent emerged from the old man's body, and the soaring fireworks all around were suppressed.

Ebony Shu and the three temple commanders also rushed here. They looked at the scene in front of them, as if struck by lightning, with a hint of madness and despair in their eyes.

Wumushu said loudly: "Awutai——"

"Stop shouting."

Wu Xinglie's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a terrifying murderous aura in the low voice.

"He is dead."

In the raging fire, there was a corpse that had been roasted into charcoal, but as the commanding officer of the temple and practicing the secret arts of the Wu Kingdom, his breath could not deceive anyone.

Erzhongtian's old master, Awutai, is dead!

Before he died, he didn't even have time to issue a warning and call for help.

Wu Xinglie quietly looked at Awutai's body. This old man had devoted his whole life to the Wu Kingdom. He also contributed the most to the construction of terraced fields.

Wu Xinglie can still recall the wrinkled smile on Awutai's face when the seedlings grew in the terraced fields.

"Sealing the throat with one sword, what a terrifying sword technique!"

Wu Mushu said in a condensed voice: "To be able to kill Awutai with one sword, this... this must be a great master!"

Wu Xinglie shook his head and said, "This is the sword of assassination."

Assassination sword?

Ebony was startled, and then there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and he said, "That must be Han Jue, and he is the only one with such terrifying assassination skills!"

"Your Highness, I will gather warriors right now, we must take revenge and kill that Han Jue!"

"and many more."

Wu Xinglie sighed and said, "The most important thing now is not revenge, but how to survive this cold winter."

He bent down, picked up the bones of Awutai himself, and left Longshou Mountain.

After walking a few steps, he stopped, and the wind whimpered between the sky and the earth, and the chill was bitter.

Wisps of snowflakes fell, beautiful snowflakes like ice crystals fell on Wu Xinglie's hair, eyebrows, beard, and clothes...

In just a moment, he looked like an old man made of snow.

Suddenly, Wu Xinglie's face was black and blue, and the 23 kinds of poisons left in his body were churning again. His eyes went dark, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his burly body collapsed.

"Witch King!"

"father!"

……

It was already dusk in Annan Town.

Gu Yang sat at the stone table outside the yard, holding a book, reading it quietly.

At this moment, he was only wearing plain green clothes, but it was difficult to hide his dusty temperament, like an anonymous talented scholar, farming and studying in the countryside, and never put down the book.

Tao Yaoyao wore a woman's hair in a bun and tied an apron, her body seemed to be plump, her eyebrows and eyes were charming and charming, like a lotus flower that was constantly moisturised.

She was in the kitchen, with her slender fingers dipped in Yangchun water, and she was preparing today's dinner. The sound of crackling firewood and the sound of boiling water mixed together, with a kind of magical power that made people feel at ease.

From time to time, she would glance at Gu Yang who was studying outside the courtyard and smile.

Doudou came here smelling the fragrance.

First, he finished chewing the ninth hatchet of Gu Yang's family, and then moved it in front of Gu Yang.

"Big pot, are you reading a book?"

She looked at the book in Gu Yang's hand, and she read it aloud after knowing some words.

"The way of heaven is to make up for what's not enough, so that's why—"

She suddenly covered her little head and said in a daze, "Why do these characters move? Doudou is so dizzy!"

Gu Yang shook his head and laughed, closed the book and said, "You still can't read this book."

This book was written by the founder of the Nine Yin Manual, and his spiritual will is contained between the lines. Don't say that Doudou is only a minor success in chewing iron, and those who have not entered the third rank will feel dizzy if they read this book rashly.

Tao is not taught lightly, in addition to the preciousness of Tao, not everyone is qualified to learn it.

But soon Gu Yang couldn't laugh anymore, because Doudou, who regained his energy, bit off a section of the stone table in one bite and chewed it in his mouth.

Crunchy.

Gu Yang's face darkened, and he was about to reprimand her a few words, but his expression suddenly changed.

A wisp of snow fell slowly.

He stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes melted into water stains on his hand.

"Wow, it's so cool, so cool!"

Doudou was very excited chasing the falling snowflakes.

Gu Yang sighed softly, winter is finally here.

(Thanks to Tianqiong Haoyu, Taishang’s brother-in-law, lucky Ouyangyang, Ni Wushang, for the rewards, love!)

(End of this chapter)