From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 19 The World Is Like Prison

Seemingly feeling a little too serious just now, Jiang Zirou patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, said with a light smile, "Anyway, you will be mine from now on!"

Tears welled up from the corners of Jiang Cheng's eyes.

He entered the palace since he was a child, and because of his thin body, he was often bullied, and then he was assigned to be a sweeping eunuch in the worst scripture pavilion.

Originally, he thought that his whole life would be spent like this, but unexpectedly, he met his noble person in this Buddhist scripture pavilion, and a ray of bright sunshine shone in his originally gloomy world.

Regardless of Jiang Zirou's obstruction, Jiang Cheng knelt on the ground.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Blood oozed from the forehead, staining the floor red.

"Princess's great kindness, my slave will never forget it. From now on, no matter whether it is going up the mountain of swords or going down into the sea of ​​fire, as long as the princess needs it, I will be driven by the princess!"

"It doesn't have to be."

Jiang Zirou lifted him up and told him to practice seriously, then he waved his hand and bid farewell to Jiang Cheng.

"Oh~ that's right!" Pushing open the door, Jiang Zirou seemed to have thought of something, turned around and said to Jiang Cheng, "From now on, don't call yourself a slave in front of me. From today onwards, you can be regarded as half of my disciple, not my disciple. My servant again."

Jiang Cheng was speechless, with tears streaming down his face, watching Jiang Zirou's figure disappear into the golden autumn sunlight, refusing to leave for a long time.

……

Leave the imperial capital.

It is the fine autumn weather, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, vast and vast, and it is comfortable to stop and go along the way.

It's not a very long distance, and with Jiang Zirou's cultivation, it took half a month.

Daxia divides its territory by states and counties.

There are two big states in the south. The inner Yizhou has a suitable climate, a land of fish and rice, and a prosperous economy and culture.

Liangzhou outside has a vast area, everyone worships martial arts, and martial arts is prosperous.

When he arrived in Yizhou, Jiang Zirou officially entered the southern boundary, but Yizhou's singing and dancing were peaceful, and no disasters occurred.

Moving on, another three days passed.

When we arrived in Liangzhou, the temperature turned lower, and the bleak autumn wind brought a trace of chill.

Liangzhou has a vast area, three times the size of Yizhou, but the population is less than half of Yizhou. Although it is desolate, there is no evil spirit breeding.

Jiang Zirou was confused and could only move on.

……

Liangzhou borders Yan State and South Vietnam, and wars occur from time to time.

On the road, from time to time, you can see dead bones and collapsed houses buried by wind and sand. After walking for half a day, there is no trace of human habitation.

Passing through a large area of ​​no man's land, at dusk, wind and sand are flying all over the sky.

Jiang Zirou came to a desolate village.

"Bloodstains..."

There was no one in the village, but the splashed blood and broken limbs did not dry up. On these broken bodies, Jiang Zirou found a trace of devilish energy.

"Is it the work of a demon?"

With a heavy face, he didn't care about rest, and walked south along the road at the door.

"Ugh..."

At night, the weather was completely gloomy, but the strong wind did not stop at all, sweeping the dust and dust all over the sky, making a desolate howl.

Wear a sand-proof scarf to cover your cheeks, and put on a thick bamboo hat, which makes you feel better.

Wait until a fork in the road.

The howling wind was mixed with the woman's cry, Jiang Zirou raised her head and walked towards the direction of the cry.

Under the pitch-black sky, amidst the howling sandstorm, a ray of fire danced.

Come near.

Only then did I discover that it was a woman, surrounded by a brazier, crying and cooking.

"Sister, it's cold outside, why don't you go home?" Jiang Zirou asked softly.

"The home... is gone, the child is dead, and I can't go back..."

The woman replied while turning the broth, a strange smell of meat rose from the pot...

"Who destroyed your home and how did your children die?"

"demon……"

"And do you know where those monsters come from?"

Jiang Zirou was overjoyed, took out a steamed bun from his arms, bent down and handed it to the woman.

The woman raised her head, her face was covered with rotting flesh and blood, three scratches tore off her originally beautiful facial features, pus dripped down the wound, and her white eyeballs had long lost focus.

Put the food into the woman's arms.

Jiang Zirou turned around, unable to bear it.

She was about to stand up, but at this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the pale skull rolling in the brazier with tender red flesh.

"vomit!"

Suddenly saw this scene.

Even with the mind of Jiang Zirou, a great master, there was a feeling of vomiting in his stomach, and his left hand couldn't help holding the big summer dragonfinch hanging on his waist, but after thinking about it again and again, he thought that this woman had lost her mind and was emotionally exhausted. As a last resort, Jiang Zirou had no choice but to let go.

Get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the woman stretched out a blood-stained finger and pointed to the southwest, and a soft and hoarse voice came.

"Monster... Youzhou..."

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After a night.

Jiang Zirou sat under a dead tree.

With a "gudong", he raised his head and took a sip of fine wine, only then did he feel that the boredom in his heart dissipated a little.

There was a blush on the tender and white cheeks, and he was already three points drunk.

"Tick tock~"

The last drop of wine fell into his throat before he put down the wine gourd.

"Too high a cultivation base is not a good thing... It is too difficult to get a little drunk."

I can't bear to recall what I saw and heard yesterday evening.

Jiang Zirou frowned, lost in thought.

"Where is Youzhou..."

Stayed in the Sutra Pavilion for six full years and read a lot of books. Not to mention the most knowledgeable person in the world, he is not too far away.

But Youzhou had never heard of it.

"Is it a local name, or some special place name... Forget it, the monster is probably nearby, just walk around and ask more people."

……

Another half day went by.

Just when Jiang Zirou felt a little hungry, not far away, a dilapidated wine shop unexpectedly appeared in Jiang Zirou's sight.

With joy in my heart, I knocked on the door.

A bearded man in a khaki sweatshirt drunkenly pushed open the wooden door.

Loud voices came with the smell of alcohol.

Take off the bamboo hat and enter the restaurant.

The people who had been rioting were stunned at the same time when they saw Jiang Zirou, and the whole tavern suddenly fell silent.

"Hey... I said why this Great Liangzhou is so desolate. It turns out that the aura accumulated over the past thousand years has been sucked away by you little girl!"

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