The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

The ancient mausoleum of Yandu, the god of Yandu, used to look wildly at the power center of the world, but now, there is only barrenness left.

That night, in the Ten Mile Bamboo Forest, the severely wounded and weak Guling Shiyan was about to break all his meridians and make a desperate fight.

If you can lead Yiqi to the end together, the four wonders will end together, and it will be regarded as the road to Huangquan, so you won't be too lonely.

But I didn't want a figure to break into the forest suddenly, and take advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to snatch Guling Shiyan out, and then rushed all the way to the cold The fame of the window comes.

That person is naturally Liang Shougong.

On the way back, Guling Shiyan had heard from Liangshougong. After he and Daopan entered the ten-mile bamboo forest, Liangshougong and Jin Wuzhen, who were originally guarding the outskirts of the bamboo forest, were suddenly confronted. A slash of fierce sword energy, except for Liang Shougong who saw the opportunity quickly and escaped in time, the rest of the people were all dead.

It can be said that he and Guling Shiyan are the only ones left to live in Yandu today.

——It is indeed worthy of a sentence of living.

Because Liang Shougong also suffered serious injuries.

Ten miles away from the bamboo grove, there is almost only a slight difference, and he will be buried here forever with Jin Wuzhen.

Looking at the respectful Liang Shougong beside him, and thinking about how coldly he has treated Liang Shougong over the years, Guling Shiyan couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, "Shougong, I have... ...It's your fault."

Among all the palaces in Yandu, Guling Shiyan liked the West Palace the most and the Dan Palace the most, but he never paid much attention to the Liangshou Palace alone.

What's more, in the past hundreds of years, Liangshou Palace didn't even have the opportunity to enter the power center of Yandu, just like being exiled, they were placed in the Chrysanthemum Terrace by the ancient mausoleum and passed away, ignoring them.

Hearing Guling Shiyan sigh so much, Liang Shougong quickly put on a grateful look.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had already filled his eyes, and said emotionally towards the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum, "Grand Master, you...don't say that."

"It is Shou Gong's greatest honor in his life to be able to serve the Grand Master."

Maintaining a loyal and hard-working attitude, Liang Shougong supported the seriously injured Guling Shiyan. After a long journey, he finally returned to the fame of Leng Chuang safely, and returned to the common "home" of Yandu people.

The most dangerous places are often the safest.

The great master is now seriously injured, and the double scrolls of Ximai that he had practiced for many years were broken by Bian Xijun, so he can no longer rely on it to save himself by continuing the pulse.

He has offended too many opponents in the past, and now facing the many evil thoughts surrounding him, Gu Ling Shiyan simply did the opposite, and directly returned to the fame of the cold window, he only needs to rest here for a while. After recovering some strength, in the face of subsequent dangers, he will be able to deal with it.

Because his ancient mausoleum death smoke, after all, has always been invincible, the god of smoke capital.

Seeing the familiar scenery of Leng Chuang's fame and fame come into his eyes, he supported the face of Liangshou Palace who was smoky in the ancient mausoleum, and immediately brought out a strong and extremely happy feeling.

He smiled and said to Guling Shiyan, "Look, Great Master, we are finally back!"

"Ugh……"

Guling Shiyan nodded lightly at first, but when he saw the desolation of Leng Chuang's fame at the moment, and then remembered that when Yandu was strong in the past, there were so many talents under his command, Guling Shiyan couldn't help adding more bitterness to his eyes, "Although the scenery has not changed, the personnel and affairs have changed."

"Shougong, help me in."

Entering the cold window meritorious service, looking at the familiar scene around, Guling Shiyan felt even more grateful in his heart.

He motioned to Liang Shougong to help him return to the main seat where he was used to sitting, and then lit a candle and lit a burner of sandalwood.

"Looking at the sword with a cold lamp, how many achievements are made on the sword? Burning incense does not need to count the common people. Even if the smoke is gone, the clouds will be buried, and the lonely sun will still shine on the ancient tomb."

For thousands of years, the title of the poem has been recited more than once, and when I recite it now, I have a new understanding that is completely different from the past.

Liang Shougong has already left the house, saying that he wants to find some food for him and come back to satisfy his hunger for the time being.

Gu Ling Shi Yan never thought that one day, he would fall into such a difficult situation, so that the misery on his face became thicker and thicker the moment the poem number exited.

Both fists were clenched tightly unconsciously, and a stern light suddenly flashed from Gu Ling's eyes.

Feeling the pain of the serious injury on his body, he gritted his teeth and said to himself, "One ambition and one smoke, the lesson of this time, the death of the ancient tomb, will be remembered for a lifetime."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an undisguised sneer suddenly came from outside the house, "Oh?"

The laughter came into Gu Ling Shiyan's ears clearly, causing his complexion to change immediately.

Looking up, he saw Xiongshan Dongyu in red robes.

Mu Zhengrong raised his eyes to look at Guling Shiyan, who was sitting on the seat, with red candles beside him, surrounded by furnace smoke, and posed his feet. Finally, he stopped his gaze on the blood-stained skirt in front of Guling Shiyan. , clapping his hands and laughing, "Grandmaster is worthy of being a great master. It's really admirable that he still has such fighting spirit after he has reached such a desperate situation."

Seeing Mu Zhengrong coming uninvited, Gu Ling Siyan's thoughts flashed in his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, Mu Zhengrong's arrival was definitely not a good thing for himself who had already lost the power to fight back.

Therefore, Guling Shiyan's teeth were clenched together again, "It's you? Mu Zhengrong!"

The fierceness at the moment is completely exposed, revealing Guling Shiyan's sternness at the moment.

Hearing that there was movement behind Mu Zhengrong, he hurriedly looked behind Mu Zhengrong, hoping to see Liang Shougong appear in time and guard by his side.

Because at this moment, the only thing he can rely on is Liang Shougong.

But things backfired, Mu Zhengrong was followed by another old friend who was extremely familiar to Mu Zhengrong.

Bian Xijun made no effort to hide the hatred in his eyes, just as he came into the house, he sneered at the ancient mausoleum, "Mu Zhengrong is not the only one who came this time."

Familiar peacock eyebrows, familiar black clothes.

Guling Shiyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but shouted out, "The evil peacock!"

Mu Zhengrong followed Bian Xijun, so there is no need to ask him what he thinks this time.

And beside Mr. Bianxi, there are two top swordsmen like Murong Bai and Yan Gexing standing. Even if Gu Ling Shiyan is not injured at the moment, it will be difficult to escape from such a luxurious lineup. What's more, he even lost the strength to hold the sword at this moment.

"what!"