Song of Adolescence

Xiao Se finally stepped onto the third floor.

living hell.

This was the first thought that came to Xiao Se's mind. Whether it is the ground, the walls, or the roof, they are all painted with reliefs. It should be a battlefield. Warriors on horses wielded their spears and stepped on corpses everywhere. Flames burned on the battlefield. Countless people wailed in the flames. The iron-clad generals were in the flames, pointing their swords. God, hissing wildly. Seventeen heavily armored knights followed behind him and drank with him.

"This is..." Xiao Se's hand lightly touched the reliefs, "The picture of broken country and death!"

Xiao Yi, the former emperor of the Northern Kingdom, rose up in troubled times and brought his army to calm the world. In the end, only the capital of Daqin, Tianqi, has not been captured. It is said that the Daqin Dynasty finally used a different method, and its terrifying degree is even more in the West. Above Chu Yaoren, Tianqi City eventually became a **** on earth. Finally, Xiao Yi held the sword of Heavenly Slash and led the twelve generals of the Five Pillar Kingdoms into battle personally, beheading foreigners, and finally captured the Apocalypse City.

In this terrifying war, nearly 100,000 soldiers died. The soldiers who survived all described the battlefield as **** on earth, and Dong Li, who had personally experienced the battlefield, finally assembled the battlefield into a picture scroll, which is the prototype of these reliefs presented in front of Xiao Se at this moment-broken country Tiantu. However, Xiao Yi finally placed it on the top floor of the library on the grounds of being too hostile, and never allowed anyone to open it again. Only through some records and guesses did Xiao Se come to the conclusion that the reliefs in front of him were made on the basis of the broken country and the sky.

"The son has a good eye." A voice suddenly sounded.

"Who!" Xiao Se turned around abruptly.

But seeing a spear stab at him suddenly, Xiao Se hurriedly drew away, but saw horseshoes stepping on his chest. He was taken aback for a moment, Wu Ji pushed forward with a stick, and retreated suddenly.

wrong! Why are there horses here?

Xiao Se looked around abruptly.

He is already on the battlefield!

The corpses all over the ground, the vultures hovering in the air, the blazing flames, the soldiers struggling on horseback, silently watching all the peerless generals, as well as the generation of emperors who wield swords to cut the sky.

Everything has become reality and presented to Xiao Se.

Can time go back?

Is there a world hidden in the picture scroll?

What terrible place is the first floor in the world!

"Does this world really have a mystery that we don't know..." Xiao Se muttered.

"This world is very ordinary, and the only mysterious thing is the first floor in the world." The voice that just appeared again sounded.

"Who are you?" Xiao Se asked.

"The great dragon elephant power that opened the gate of the pavilion clearly came from two people, but it was so pure. It must come from two little Taoists. There is really no shortage of talents in the world. The sword spirit of the Zhen pavilion is also first-class, with the spirit of Confucianism, but not lost. The wind of the king makes people want to go to the meeting for a while. As for you, with the Promise Club in your hand, you are a member of the Qintian Supervisor? Why are you not a Taoist priest?"

"Who are you?" Xiao Se asked again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but you are a guest and I am the host. You should report your name first when you come to my place."

"I am Xiao Se." Xiao Se said.

"Your surname is Xiao?" The man was taken aback for a moment, "Are you from the Xiao family?"

"I have already reported my name." Xiao Se looked at this vast battlefield and asked, "Who are you? Why did I come here?"

"You only said one name, but you want me to answer two questions." A middle-aged man in a black robe appeared there, his face hidden under the black robe, indistinguishable.

"Say." Xiao Se raised the Promise Stick.

"Look." The black robe man stretched out a finger and slid suddenly.

The scene before him changed rapidly.

The corpse, the flames, the falling spear, the splashing blood, one picture after another flashed before Xiao Se's eyes. He felt a splitting headache and couldn't help but yelled.

"Stop." The black robe man retracted his finger.

Xiao Se panted heavily, raised his head, but saw that the emperor covered in iron in front of him stretched out his hand and brushed his faceplate, revealing that young face, but his eyes were tired, but he looked like an old man.

After a while, he suddenly raised the sword in his hand!

Outside the first floor of the world.

Sikong Qianluo hissed loudly: "Cut!"

The moonlight on the silver moon gun has never been so strong, and the wind on the tip of its gun has never been so strong!

This shot is her ultimate.

Xie Jiucheng's dense knife net was finally torn open, his long sleeve was cut off, and black blood flowed from the cuff.

"A beautiful shot." Xie Xuanzan said.

"The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds. It is really beautiful." Qi Tianchen also admired.

Sikongqian fell to the ground and put the spear in his hand heavily: "With me guarding this pavilion, no one will be able to get through! If you want to kill Xiaoshou, ask about my gun first!"

"To put it bluntly, just like her mother, guardian." Xie Xuan smiled.

Qi Tianchen shook his head: "It's a pity..."

"What a pity?" Ye Ruoyi frowned.

On the other side, Wuchan and Minghou also retreated. Compared with Sikong Qianluo's shot to capture the moon, they were not as powerful as their bodies.

"The girl is so skillful." Wuzen praised sincerely.

Minghou's attention is opposite: "He seems very happy."

Everyone followed Minghou's gaze, and saw that although Xie Jiucheng had blood on his arms, there was a weird smile on the corners of his mouth, and he even made a sound: "Hey...hey...hey..."

The stern and weird voice looked extraordinarily terrifying in this dark night, and made people feel a bit of toothache. Xie Jiucheng raised the knife again and pointed at Sikong Qianluo, his eyes flashed: "...come again."

"How can this voice become human and ghost?" Wu Chan chanted a few Buddha's names in a low voice, and said worriedly, "Junior will not become like this anymore."

"Yue Ji." Ming Hou frowned and groaned.

Sikong Qianluo also drew his spear again: "Then come again. Since you have become half-human and half-ghost, then we will never die!"

Minghou, Wuchan, and Sikong Qianluo jumped out again, and Xie Jiucheng led several dark river assassins to also plunder.

In the gloomy cold, they drew their swords again.

One is to kill, and the other is to protect.

Sagong Qianluo could not help but turn his head and glance at the first floor that day.

Xiao Se, can you still come out?

Perhaps, I will never see it again.

Because I...I'm dying.

"Cut!" Sagong Qianluo turned her head, her eyes suddenly became bitter, she waved her spear high and fell suddenly!