Alien Summoning System

Chapter 84 If Life Is Just Like First Seen

Three days later, Zhuo Ao's footsteps began to slow down.

Now the direction he has obtained is Wudang Mountain, without Xu Da's encumbrance, with Zhuo Ao's speed, even without the help of props, but with his current footsteps, even if it is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, within five days, he can completely catch up. To Wudang Mountain, but now, I have to slow down.

In Mr. Zombie's secret realm back then, he had seen warlords separatist regimes, invaders rampant, and the common people living in dire straits. At that time, he already felt that it was a catastrophe in China.

But now, on the same land, Zhuo Ao really realized what a hell on earth is.

At the end of the Mongol and Yuan Dynasties, the ruling class had become rotten and desolate. Even if there were occasional sporadic human gathering places, they became numb under the oppression of various tyranny, and even faced the butcher knife cut by the enemy. , In the eyes, there is only numbness left.

The tyranny is as fierce as a tiger, but now Zhuo Ao can understand the meaning of this sentence more deeply. The Mongols have used their own practice for nearly a hundred years to prove the disadvantages of ruling the country by force, discrimination and polarization between races, It also constantly stimulates the contradictions that already have huge cracks and pushes them to a limit.

The current Yuan Dynasty, in Zhuo Ao's view, is completely a huge volcano. The people have been squeezed to the extreme under the oppression of the Mongolian Yuan nobles, and the factor of resistance in their bones is quietly sprouting. What is owed now is just an introduction. A fuse, when this fuse is ignited, the seemingly prosperous Mongol Empire will come to an end. Even if the current emperor intends to ease this contradiction, the emotions that have been accumulated for hundreds of years have reached the point where it is difficult to resolve What's more, the Mongol and Yuan Dynasty struggled for power and intrigues. As the emperor, he had to take care of the emotions of the Mongolian and Yuan nobles, but the emperor himself did not have enough prestige to suppress these contradictions. Therefore, the demise of the Mongol Dynasty , is also predictable.

But even knowing this, Zhuo Ao still couldn't really ignore those Mongolian soldiers treating the people with cruel methods, just like he couldn't ignore the aggression of those big powers in Mr. Zombie's world back then.

Going forward, is the boundary of Wudang Mountains, right?

Zhuo Ao took out a map from his bosom, for this kind of rough map, Zhuo Ao could barely find his general position and the general direction of the target from it.

The farther south you go, the less evil the Mongols do. Maybe they have really decayed to a certain extent. Although the Mongols are rich in the world, but just these phenomena, it can be seen that Mongolia’s control over the south has been somewhat inadequate. I feel that there are even rebellions in some places now. Although the scale is small, these rebels are like fire seeds. As long as the time is right, they can turn into a prairie fire and sweep the world!

A prairie fire?
For some unknown reason, Zhuo Ao was suddenly touched, as if he had grasped a sliver of insight, the marksmanship that had not improved for a long time seemed to have a faint sign of a breakthrough.

The next level of master-level marksmanship, perfect marksmanship!
There was a brilliance in Zhuo Ao's eyes, his skills were exhausted, and he seemed to be about to reach that level.

That touch didn't last long, and the breakthrough was of course futile, but Zhuo Ao seemed to have found some direction.

"Smelly girl, don't run away!"

In the distance, amidst the sound of rumbling horseshoes, half-baked mandarin was shouted from a rough voice. Zhuo Ao raised his eyes and saw a dazzling red figure at the foot of a mountain in the distance, like a group of red clouds Floating away, with a bit of youth and vitality.

Behind her, a group of knights swept by like a whirlwind, with scimitars, bows and arrows, and horses, which also represented their identities, Mongolian cavalry.

Looking at the bright red figure, Zhuo Ao was slightly startled, a look of longing flashed in his eyes.

Yazi, no, it should be Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao's lightness skill is good, even though his feet are bound by heavy black iron chains, his speed is still not slow, in a short while, he has already run to Zhuo Ao's side, seeing Zhuo Ao standing there blankly and staring at himself in a daze, he said angrily : "Stupid, why don't you run fast?"

Fool?

Zhuo Ao looked at Xiao Zhao, and then looked at the Mongolian iron cavalry who was approaching quickly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, no matter what the reason was, chasing her was a crime!

A heavy oppressive force diffused along with Zhuo Ao's gradually turning cold face.

"Xi Law ~"

As if encountering a ferocious beast, the running horse suddenly neighed, lingering ten feet away from Zhuo Ao, lingering, no matter how the fierce Mongolian knights on the horse beat and scolded, they did not want to go any further One step, even many war horses fell to the ground directly, looking at Zhuo Ao in horror.

"Who are you? The government is arresting the criminal, get out of here immediately!" The knight on the horse naturally saw Zhuo Ao, and could feel the strong sense of oppression on Zhuo Ao's body. His eyes darkened, probably getting used to it. The strength when dealing with the Han people, even though he knew that the other party might not be easy to provoke at this moment, he never thought of backing down.

"Are you going to commit a crime?" Zhuo Ao looked at the shackles that bound Xiao Zhao's feet, frowned and said, "Do you understand Persian?"

"How does your lord know?" Xiao Zhao, who was being looked at by Zhuo Ao, was startled slightly, blurted out subconsciously, and then came to his senses, looking at Zhuo Ao vigilantly.

"Then come with me." Knowing Persian, he could help him translate the martial arts on the Holy Fire Order, which seemed to be a good reason for her to stay by his side.

Naturally, it is impossible for Xiao Zhao to be willing to go with a person whom he has just met for less than a minute. He rolled his nimble eyeballs, and said with a sweet smile, "You can also go with the young master, but these people..." His eyes turned dark Xiao Zhao looked embarrassed.

"It's easy to say." Zhuo Ao flicked his finger, and a few cards flew out with a deep scream. Zhuo Ao didn't even look at it. Under Xiao Zhao's astonished eyes, he only felt a vague afterimage in there. A group of Mongolian cavalry passed around, and then, the eyes of the fierce Mongolian knights became dull.

A bit of dazzling crimson lighted up from the center of a knight's neck, and then quickly turned into a blood line, spreading to both ends of the neck, followed by endless blood red that seemed to pervade the entire world.

Blood flowers, and heads flying all over the sky.

Xiao Zhao asked himself that he was well-informed. In the Ming religion, the white-browed eagle king, the blue-winged bat king, and the flag master of the Five Elements Banner are all top experts, but he has never seen anyone who can present murder as an art to people. in front of you.

It is art, but it is the cruelest art in the world. The blood flower that blooms at the moment of blood spurt, if it does not have the pungent bloody smell and the head spurted by the blood, it is definitely the most beautiful that Xiao Zhao has ever seen The picture, after a moment of beauty, finally presented a bloody hell.

"Now, you can follow me." As if they had done an insignificant thing, these Mongolian cavalry might be regarded as elite, and even in terms of strength, they were no longer inferior to the generals of the Yang family summoned by Zhuo Ao, but that was all. As a post-acquired peak powerhouse who once killed the sanctuary, in many cases, no matter how many people there are, in his eyes, they are nothing more than densely populated ants.

"I..." Xiao Zhao looked at Zhuo Ao cautiously, and subconsciously took two steps back: "The little girl still has some important things to do. I'm afraid I'll disappoint my lord's kindness if I want to go to Wudang Mountain."

No one wants to stay with a devil who kills without blinking an eye, and Xiao Zhao naturally doesn't want to either.

"Really?" Zhuo Ao's eyes fell on the shackles on Xiao Zhao's feet.

"Is it black iron?" A card appeared in his hand. No matter which version of Yitian Tulong, this black iron shackle can only be cut by Yitian Sword and Dragon Saber. It is rare to encounter it today, and he wants to give it a try.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Xiao Zhao saw that the piece of paper that killed hundreds of Mongolian soldiers appeared at this moment, feeling that his whole body was not well, and he backed away again and again.

"open!"

With a wave of his hand, the cards flew out, and precisely slashed on the shackles, making a harsh impact sound, Xiao Zhao subconsciously closed his eyes.

Zhuo Ao looked at the scrapped cards in the collision, leaving only a shallow mark on the shackles, raised his eyebrows, and shook his hand with the Dragon Spear in his hand.

"It's useless." Seeing Zhuo Ao's movements at this moment, Xiao Zhao felt relieved, shook his head and said, "Except for Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber, there is no weapon in this world that can break through it."

"Really?" Zhuo Ao was unmoved by the words, but his eyes gradually became sharper and fell into Xiao Zhao's eyes. At this moment, Zhuo Ao was like a peerless sword out of its sheath, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"Ding~"

Unable to see clearly how Zhuo Ao made the move, Xiao Zhao only felt the shackles on both feet tremble, and then returned to calm. Immediately, Xiao Zhao looked at the shackles that were broken from the middle in surprise.

"Thank you son!" Xiao Zhao had an undisguised look of surprise on his face.

"It's a pity." At this moment, Zhuo Ao stared blankly at the blunt head of the dragon-striped gun in his hand, feeling a little disappointed. This gun was his first real gun, but it was useless at the moment. It seems that It's time for a rebuild.

"It's already very good. This is the first time Xiao Zhao knows that besides Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber, there are other weapons that can cut the chains made of black iron. Based on this alone, the gun of the young master is enough to be called Divine Soldier!" Xiao Zhao said in surprise.

Divine Soldier?

Zhuo Ao shook his head. Although the quality of the Dragon Mark Spear is good, it is obviously not a short distance away from the Divine Weapon. It is because of his own marksmanship internal force that the Dragon Mark Spear is able to cut through the black iron to a large extent. , to make up for the lack of material.

"then!"

"What is this?" Xiao Zhao looked at the metal piece in his hand suspiciously, and looked at Zhuo Ao in confusion.

"**, in this world, there is no lock that it cannot open."

"what?"

Xiao Zhao is very smart, after a few tries, he found the trick and untied the shackles, but he looked at Zhuo Ao with a bit of resentment, obviously there is such a convenient thing, why scare himself?

Really similar!

After all, it was played by one person. Although the two films have different personalities, the charm hidden deep in the soul is surprisingly similar.

(End of this chapter)