Summon Qunhao

Chapter 270 [The world is safe? 】

August [-]th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was supposed to be a day of celebration for the whole country, but it was suppressed by the raging flames of war everywhere.

On the seventh day of August, the blood-sucking monster broke through the capital, stepped on the sky street, and killed more than [-] people. The heads of the people piled up at the south gate of the capital, almost as high as the city.

This is the scariest chapter of the human race since recorded history.

In the next few days, the vampires in Jing, Yang, Yi, Yu, and Yan prefectures took advantage of the situation to launch a strong attack. The troops of the prefectures and counties dared not stop them.

Fortunately, on the day when the city was destroyed, the emperor led the remnants of the army to evacuate the capital in time, and they were safe and the people's hearts were at peace for a while, otherwise there would be chaos everywhere.

On the ninth day of August, the Son of Heaven will join forces with Qin Wangjun from all over the country to plan a counterattack in Zhuoluyuan, Jizhou.

On the [-]th, the army of vampires arrived, and the two armies confronted each other, and the war was imminent.

In one day, the situation in the world changed, and all eyes were on Zhuolu Plain.

According to legend, in ancient times, two emperors fought the final battle for the world on the Zhuolu Plain. The winner will own the world, and the loser will be turned into dust.

Although this battle has not reached such a point, the meaning is already quite similar. If this battle is lost again, even if the human race still owns half of the country, it will be difficult to hold on. If it wins, there is still a glimmer of life.

So everyone in the world is watching this battle, hoping to win.

This kind of situation spreads everywhere, even in the most remote valley areas, the public opinion is equally hot.

Within the territory of Yangzhou, Zijin Town.

It is not appropriate to say that Zijin Town is a land of mountains and wilds. Although Zijin Town was built only ten years ago, it was first built by a group of craftsmen after Zijin Mountain collapsed.

At the beginning, it was only used as a place for craftsmen to stay. Later, when the craftsmen withdrew, it was mainly used as a base for searching for people, saying that they wanted to find someone in the collapsed Zijin Mountain Ruins.

It's just that ten years have passed, and no one remembers what happened back then, and now Zijin Town has become a place of refuge.

Because of the appearance of vampires, there was turmoil everywhere, but Yangzhou was relatively stable, and Zijin Town was in the rear, and there was no possibility of being infested by vampires. At first, some refugees fled here. settled down.

Later, for some reason, the reputation spread, and more and more people began to come to Zijin Town. As the war became increasingly difficult, more and more refugees fled, and the army retreated. His eyes were fixed on Zijin Town, which was originally just a ravine that was barely even a small town.

At the beginning, officers and soldiers were stationed in Zijin Town, and an official mayor was appointed. After Zijin Mountain collapsed, many places were excavated. Material transfer station on the Internet.

On August [-]th, although the world was mourning, Zijin Town had been far away from the flames of war. Even if the escaped refugees temporarily brought some sorrow, it was quickly washed away by the fresh air of Zijin Town. On the contrary, it has the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion day. There are lanterns and festoons everywhere, there are vendors selling freshly baked moon cakes along the street, and the restaurants and teahouses everywhere are full of people.

But at this time, Feixianlou, the largest restaurant in Zijin Town, was full of guests, talking about everything.

"Hey, do you know why this Feixian Tower is called Feixian Tower?" Suddenly, at this moment, in the northwest corner of the restaurant, a man seemed to have drunk too much, and shouted loudly, the voice almost overwhelmed the whole building.

So everyone stopped talking and looked at him as a matter of course.

Someone took a sip of wine and asked, "Oh? Why? I would like to hear more about it."

"Hahaha, have you been overwhelmed by my questioning? Well, since you asked the question, why not let me tell you?" The drunken man seemed to be getting more and more interested when he was watched by the whole restaurant, and he stepped over with one foot. When he got to the table, he picked up a wine bottle and began to talk redly, "Why, it's called Feixianlou, it has to be said ten years ago..."

"It is said that ten years ago, there were two peerless masters in a decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City. One used a knife and the other a sword. That's right, the one who used the sword finally used the technique of flying immortals, and destroyed the entire Zijin Mountain with one sword, so that today's Zijin Town came into being. The name of Xianlou." While drinking, the man talked eloquently, and then took a few moments to look at the shocked eyes of the people around him, shaking his legs triumphantly, completely exhilarated.

"So that's how it is. I only knew that Zijin Mountain was destroyed by a duel between masters, but I didn't know that it was destroyed by a master of swordsmanship with the sword of flying immortals. Such great power is really fascinating!" Someone said. I couldn't help but be amazed.

But some people expressed doubts: "But since that senior is so amazing, why haven't we heard of it?"

"Hey, boy, I saw that you just entered the rivers and lakes, and it's normal to be ignorant." The drunk man glanced at the person who asked the question, and found that he was a boy in his teens. You are a good boy, the one who used the technique of flying immortals is none other than Qin Mingyue, the bright moon in Shu who shocked the world ten years ago."

"Then...the one with the knife?" The young man asked again.

"The one with the knife, hehe, isn't that just Gu...uh." Suddenly, the drunk man said a word, but suddenly stopped, and then there were bean-sized beads of sweat on his head immediately, as if As if startled by something, the wine was all sober, shook his head, and jumped off the table.

"Why didn't you say it? Uncle? Don't you actually know?" the young man asked, with a provocative tone.

"So what if I don't know? The kid is going to play." The man didn't even refute, but just drank his head sullenly, as if he was terrified.

"Chi—" At this moment, someone suddenly laughed.

"Who is laughing?" The man slapped the table angrily, looked up, and saw a cold-faced scholar sitting on the second floor holding a folding fan.

When the cold-faced scholar opened the folding fan, he was not afraid of the man's eyes at all, and just said "I" coldly.

"What are you laughing at?" The man bared his teeth.

"I laugh at you for being timid, can't you? You dare not even say your name, and you dare to say that you are from the Jianghu. Isn't it ridiculous?" The cold-faced scholar shook his folding fan lightly and spoke badly.

But the man actually endured it, and just said: "Okay, you are brave, just say it."

"Isn't it Gu Yue'an? So what if I said it? What's the matter?" The cold-faced scholar closed the folding fan, slapped it on the palm of his hand, and sneered.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze in the entire Feixian Tower.

But in fact, it's not that time has frozen, it's just that many people subconsciously held their breath, looking terrified.

It's as if the words of this cold-faced scholar opened some taboo box, and the taboo air was released from the box. If you don't hold your breath and inhale the taboo air, you will die.

Most of these breath-holding people are of a certain age, three to 40 years old, and the rest of the younger ones look at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Boring, quite boring." Looking at the scene, the cold-faced scholar just shook his head with a look of disappointment.

"...Well, may I ask who this Gu Yue'an is, why does it seem like everyone..." The young man who asked the question before didn't know why, so he asked the cold-faced scholar for help.

Hearing this, the cold-faced scholar paused for a moment as he tapped his palm with a folding fan.

The drunk man before suddenly showed a sneer, and stared at him coldly, as if to see how he would respond.

Unexpectedly, the cold-faced scholar just paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's a traitor, do you want to hear about the traitor?"

"Uh..." The young man was choked, and then he remembered that Gu Yue'an's surname was Gu, and he probably had a great connection with the rebels, so he just shook his head and said, "No way."

These days, rebels are as terrifying as vampires. Once they get involved with rebels, it will be impossible to wash them away.

"Hey... this gentleman, you seem to be... Liu..."

"That's right, Liu Feng in the lower capital." The cold-faced scholar stood up before the young man finished speaking, and slightly cupped his hands towards him.

"Wow, it's really Mr. Liu. Let me just say yes. He is as arrogant as the rumors." Liu Fengyi reported himself, and those young people who had been staring at him before were immediately blown away.

"What are you being arrogant about? Have you ever read a book? This is called being unrestrained." Someone corrected.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Liu is free and unrestrained, and he is really extraordinary when I saw him today." Another person said with a little admiration.

"It's actually Mr. Liu Feng. I'm Nie Zhen. I'm so lucky to meet you today. I've read Mr. Liu's works "On Heroes" and "The Legend of Demons". I really admire them!" The young man who spoke first immediately bowed to the ground and said.

"Absurd praise is nothing but nonsense, it's really ridiculous." Having said that, Liu Feng's face did not show the slightest sign of being absurdly praised, but was full of complacency.

"I don't know who it is, so it's Mr. Liu Fengliu from the capital city." The drunken man also spoke at this time, snorting disdainfully.

"Oh? Brother, what do you think of Liu?" Liu Feng looked at him coldly.

The big man wanted to speak, but was pulled away by his companion.

He also remembered that although Liu Feng just relied on a mouth and a pen to make a fuss, he had a good reputation in the capital after all, he had some official connections, and his martial arts were not weak. At this age, it is better to have more things than less things .

Then, he waved his sleeves and said, "No." Then he sat down to drink sullenly.

Liu Feng sneered again, and opened his folding fan.

And those young Jianghu people laughed when they saw Liu Feng's victory. Headed by Nie Zhen, they said to Liu Feng: "Mr. Liu, meeting is worse than meeting by chance. Since we are destined to meet here today, I wonder if we can wait Listening to Mr. live talk about the heroes of the world, so as to comfort us for the pain of lovesickness."

"Okay, you can ask." Liu Feng folded the fan again, looking like an outsider.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu, I want to know what you think of Li Xiaoran!" Someone asked impatiently without waiting for Nie Zhen to speak.

"Do you really want to listen?" Liu Feng asked without answering.

At first, those young people were stunned by the question, but after all, they were young and vigorous, and relying on the large number of people, they quickly responded in unison: "Listen, listen!"

Of course, they also really want to hear it.

"Chang'an Li Xiaoran, who reached the congenital realm at the age of 17, is truly a talent from heaven, but he is a party of rebels, so talking about it is useless." Liu Feng said at the end, shaking his head, and stopped talking.

"Come on, Mr. Liu, we still want to hear it!" He didn't say anything, but those young people were very anxious.

"Yes, Mr. Liu, let's talk about it!"

"Tell me!"

"Okay, what else do you want to know?" Liu Feng asked reluctantly.

"This... I don't know this... Li Xiaoran, Miss Li... She... Hehe..." Those young people suddenly felt embarrassed, their brows drooping in embarrassment.

"Is it possible to marry?"

"And what kind of man do you like?"

"Is she wearing a dress?"

"Do you want to put on rouge?"

……

"Who do you think I am?!" Liu Feng suddenly slapped the railing, so startled that the young people kept silent, "Am I Yuelao? Or do you really want to marry a traitor? Going to be a rebel too?"

"Don't dare..." The young people kept saying no.

"Mr. Liu, let's talk about Lord Yemoye. I heard that Lord Ye fought the sixth demon king, Li Suiji, in Jiaozhou last month. I heard that he defeated Li Suiji and killed eight thousand vampires in a row. It is a rare big victory in recent years, please tell me about Master Yemo and Elvis Li Suiji." Finally, Nie Zhen changed the subject.

But Liu Feng's complexion is still not good, because when Ye Mo, the famous demon general, was still in the capital, he didn't have a good relationship with him. They once fought each other over an oiran named Wu Shi, and the winner in the end was Ye Mo, not only In this way, Ye Mo still embraced the beauty, and in recent years, he has become famous for his meritorious deeds in eliminating demons. He is no longer comparable to Liu Feng.

Now that he is asked to comment on Ye Mo, Liu Feng's face is naturally ugly, but he still reluctantly said: "Even though Ye Mo is good at martial arts, he is on the same level as me, but his character is too bad. Even though Li Suiji had his own reasons for defeating the Elvis Presley, he has countless elite soldiers and strong generals, which is really not worthy of praise."

"This... I heard that Mr. Ye Mo and Mr. Liu have a rift, it can't be..." Someone said hesitantly after hearing this.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Liu has always judged people accurately and fairly, how could he be selfish!" Someone immediately retorted.

"Yeah, it must be that Ye Mo's character is really low!"

"I didn't know until Mr. Liu said it today. I thought Ye Mo was a good person!"

"Yes, Mr. Liu is wise!"

Suddenly there was a sound of flattery.

Liu Feng's body felt light when he heard that, since he fled the capital, tonight was the most comfortable night he had ever had.

But he hadn't been comfortable for too long when he was interrupted by a noise.

I only heard Xiaoer from Feixian Tower scream: "You! You can't go in! You stinky beggar! Get out of here!"

Everyone couldn't help being surprised. Although there are many refugees in Zijin Town, there are rich products near Zijin Mountain. It is not difficult to settle down and support yourself. Beggars are still rare.

There were actually beggars today, and they forced their way into the most expensive Feixian Building in Zijin Town. Everyone was curious and looked over.

I saw a man with white hair and ragged clothes, who couldn't tell his age, rush in quickly, ignoring the shouting of Xiao Er who was chasing after him.

The white-haired beggar stood still in the lobby of Feixian Tower, as if he was looking for something.

And the Xiao Er who was chasing him had already taken a wooden stick and was about to knock him up from behind.

At this moment, the drunk man at the beginning grabbed Xiao Er and said, "Maybe he has some difficulties, why is this so?"

After speaking, he looked at the white-haired beggar again, but he couldn't help being taken aback, because although the beggar looked sloppy, his eyes were extremely clear. At that moment, the drunk man thought he was seeing a full moon.

"Brother, are you looking for something?" He couldn't help asking.

"Wine." The man said a word, but it seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant. If it wasn't for the drunken man who was close, he might have guessed something and almost couldn't understand it.

So he immediately picked up the wine on his table and handed it over.

The beggar was not polite, drank all the wine in one gulp, and then heaved a sigh of relief. He looked up at the roof of Feixian Tower, and it seemed that he was not looking at the roof, but at the more distant starry sky.

After a long time, he whispered to himself, "During the ten years I've been away, how is the world doing?"

　First more.

　　Three shifts today.

　　It's not counted as an addition, it's a make-up, take a break, and come back right away.

　　Thank you for your recommendation and monthly pass, keep asking!

　　And I recommend a book from a friend: "The Master of Wudang" from the leader of the Central Plains.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)