My hero is myself

But if you pick it up for free, you won’t regret it.

What he was more concerned about was that his two subordinates deceived him into making arrangements.

"At the beginning, she was extremely repulsive to Chen Tuan's control and even sent me out of Baiqing Town..."

"Trying to persuade White Snake not to hurt innocent people..."

"But if White Snake begged her for help, she wouldn't refuse..."

"How come this person, no, this demon, doesn't have any stance at all?"

Roland suddenly felt that this trip was boring.

I don’t want to see you again.

Goodbye may even lead to drawing the sword directly.

I have been planning and preparing for so long, and this is it?That's it?

He was not even in the mood to identify himself.

"In the end, it's all the fault of the Song Dynasty. If it hadn't been too weak, would the capital have been taken away?"

"If Bianliang hadn't been taken away by the Jin, would I be in such trouble now?"

"We will form King Peng's army and attack Lin'an!"

Roland decided to divert his hatred temporarily and find something to do for himself.

If you think about this problem again, your mentality will explode.

On the way, let’s settle the accounts slowly...

Go to Bianliang from now on and raise the ashes of that old monster who is hiding behind the scenes and causing trouble!

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……

Jinjing, Bianliang.

A few hundred feet deep, he secretly built a splendid underground palace.

Yu Zhou and Zhang Mingyan were hung upside down in the air, their heads immersed in the boiling oil pan, and they grimaced in pain.

Ordinary people may have been fried to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside.

But for those who practice the realm of transformation, it is just endless physical pain.

Xiao Qing folded his arms:

"What happened this time must be Sister Qin's plan. You two are just accomplices, but you still have to be punished."

"Let's blow it up for a hundred days first."

After that, she turned around and left, entering a secret room.

There was a burnt five-stringed guqin placed on the desk.

But the heroic woman in a red dress was not playing the piano, but was gently wiping a bone sword.

Seeing Xiaoqing come in, she stopped, raised her head and smiled:

"It seems that you know what happened and have come to investigate?"

"I originally wanted to settle a score with you, but meeting someone reminded me of what destiny is..."

Xiao Qing sighed quietly, "Although we are a fake couple, we are still half a widow. I am not good at it, so I will use some extraordinary means to get revenge. Let's wait until the matter is settled and then we can settle the accounts together."

"You are always more open-minded than me. I have lost for thousands of years, and then I realized that winning is the most important thing. The means... do we deserve to think too much?"

The woman in the red dress sighed softly.

She asked Xiaoqing in detail about her practice progress.

While talking, Xiaoqing suddenly asked:

"Sister Qin, do you think a person who has lost his soul still has a chance to be reincarnated?"

"Normally there is no such thing, but there are always miracles in the world..."

The woman in the red dress suddenly showed a look of meeting.

She thought of a man who was cut off from reincarnation by the snake god.

He reappeared in the Three Kingdoms and became the emperor...

However, that was already 500 years ago.

He never reincarnated after that.

This seems to be another miracle...

Yes, but not many.

ps. Precautionary explanation, because the protagonist’s behavior caused the timeline to become longer, the interval between the Three Kingdoms and the Song Dynasty will also become longer.

Naturally, Jingwei will have to wait longer, it is not a calculation error.

Volume 125: Entering Kyushu for the first time: Chapter [-]: Trampling Lin'an to pieces and capturing Zhao Gou alive

The dark clouds dispersed and the sun rose.

The long night is finally over.

Cries arose one after another from everywhere, and sadness spread across Fengzhou and the surrounding land.

The great flood that swept through more than a dozen state capitals, coupled with the demons and ghosts in the deep mountains and forests, took the opportunity to cause chaos, and ordinary people's life and death depended on fate.

Although King Peng personally took action, the instigator was also harvesting leeks in the sky.

But the disaster spread rapidly in a very short period of time.

More than [-] people died directly, and tens of thousands were missing or injured.

Hundreds of thousands of people were separated from their wives and children.

The local officials, who had previously stayed behind closed doors, now gathered with the local squires.

Instead of rescuing people, they sent troops to guard the city gates and granaries.

They want to prevent hungry mobs from entering the city and robbing people.

Compared with the people who were severely affected by the disaster, those above a certain class were very little affected.

After all, this was a disaster unleashed by the Heavenly Master of the Southern Song Dynasty himself.

The decree he passed down implicitly reminded those gods of incense, government officials and wealthy families to avoid them as much as possible.

Anyway, the god of incense wants quantity, not quality.

Whether a person is penniless or has a fortune, the amount of incense he can give is very different.

After this dark night, no matter whether there are direct disasters or secondary disasters, the worst people will always be those at the bottom.

Natural disasters, man-made disasters, and dynasty changes, unless special circumstances occur, the upper and middle levels are often less affected.

The most direct effect of wealth status is to have more means to avoid risks.

For example, the descendants of Confucian saints who have been passed down for thousands of years are known as the Confucius family, the first family in China.

Is he a god of war per capita who has been passed down for thousands of years?

happy.

Whichever clan emperor came, they all knelt down neatly.

The influence of ancestors and the attitude of surrender make those in power not care about raising a litter of little losers.

Thousands of years of inheritance.

So most of the scholar-bureaucrats and gentry in this land looked like this.

He was extremely cruel to me and wanted to break his bones and suck out his marrow.

He was extremely flattering to me and wished he could offer his wife to him.

They are nowhere to be seen when disaster strikes.

When the disaster passed, they tried their best to expand their wealth and class.

As for life and death at the bottom?

In times of peace and prosperity, one cannot enjoy happiness, but in times of war and chaos, one is the first to be unlucky.

Taking advantage of this catastrophe, relying on the grain in hand, and using various means of borrowing grain and loans, isn't this a God-given opportunity to occupy the land and bully women?

Disasters only happen to people at the bottom.

Roland lit the mountain of corpses on fire, and the incarnations dispersed directly into the Temple of King Peng.

Then we saw different reactions from different classes.

The nameless fire that accumulated in my chest grew stronger and stronger.

He once asked a demon if he felt guilty for treating innocent humans as a resource that could be used at will.

But now that he saw the inside of the human race, he also wanted to ask the ruling class who were well-dressed and well-fed:

Do you regard the people at the bottom who share the same blood as compatriots?

Suffering did not begin with a flood, nor did it end with a disaster.

A thick barrier has developed between people.

Does he want a demon to learn to love?

"The common people suffered this disaster, and the Song Dynasty court was also an accomplice."

"Practitioners who are absent and afraid to fight are also accomplices."

"Those who take resources but fail to take corresponding responsibilities, those who watch indifferently... may be uglier than monsters!"

[You allow Miao Zhu to distribute food and weapons to believers. 】

[With the secret temple blessings you cultivated as the core and the young devout believers as the backbone, you bestowed war-related spells. 】

[Your field is blazing, and the feedback of faith is like a tide. 】

[When you establish the Peng King Army, the slogan is "If you have the right, you will protect one side; if you have no right, you will build a new sky." 】

[Peng Wang’s army received enthusiastic responses from the people of Fengzhou, Xihezhou, Xingzhou, Lizhou, Bazhou and Junzhou. 】

[Peng Wang’s army captured the local official granary and distributed more to the people. 】

[The temple wishes to cure diseases and refine antibiotics to avoid the spread of post-disaster plagues. 】

[Peng Wang’s armies from all over the country gathered on Jingnan Road and faced off with the army led by Zhang Jun outside Xiangyang Mansion. 】

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……

When Zhang Mingyan fled to the Kingdom of Jin, Zhang Jun was still stationed outside the disaster area with his army.

He only waited for a signal to send out troops and put down the rebels of King Peng.

Regardless of whether this Peng King is a true traitor or a group of blindly believing fools,

Anyway, during this expedition, Mr. Zhao must have cut off enough heads.

Otherwise, you will not be able to maintain your reputation as a famous general, and you will also betray the trust of the officials.

However, Zhang Jun waited and waited until the rain had passed and the sky cleared, and the flood receded.

When they arrived, King Duolupeng's army rushed out from all over the field and surrounded him.

"This Peng King is really going to rebel!"

Zhang Jun was shocked and suddenly realized...

Something more troublesome than Yue Fei's resurrection has appeared!

This Peng King has many soldiers and is responsible for the logistics, food and armed forces. He has no loyalty to the Zhao family at all.

He also deceived the common people who rubbed him casually, and he also had a ruthless nature!