Way of Choices

In the distance is a vast ocean.

There is a boat in Wang Yang.

The second prince of Daxizhou stood at the bow of the ship, his clothes fluttering lightly, his eyebrows locked deeply, and he wondered what he was thinking.

Shepherd Poems sat in the cabin, looking back from time to time, looking sad.

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For Xiaoxi, the Red River is extremely wide, just like Wang Yang.

And flowing from the Falling Star Mountain Range to Baidi City, the stream became the Red River.

From the pier to the street to the square to the meadows of the Tianshou Pavilion, there are kneeling people everywhere, like the tide.

Baidi returned to Baidi City.

Instead of returning directly to the Imperial City, he chose to take a boat.

From the shore to the imperial city, Datong is extremely open.

He walked slowly among the demons of the tide, holding his hands, his expression was not eager, it seemed that he just wanted to see if there was any difference in the old city that had not been seen for years.

During the time he was walking freely in Baidi City, the minister who was still loyal to the shepherd or committed suicide, or had his head cut off by relatives.

The elite Red River Demon Guard, after several extremely fierce conflicts, also knelt before the Imperial City, his knees full of blood, from their closest colleagues.

There is no real battle, it is calmer and faster than what is said.

He said nothing, and everything was resolved.

Because this is his city.

All the mottled old stones on the streets and stone walls of this city have his breath.

Those breaths are now attributed to his body.

His figure became taller and taller, and his breath became stronger and stronger.

The giant Yu Jing in the river hummed softly, surrendering and welcoming.

The black vulture in the high cabinet buried his head in his wings, and his whole body trembled with fear.

He was originally the most powerful existence between heaven and earth. At this time, he breathed out the silence silently, and he even felt a sense of dominance.

The entire Baidi City, all life outside the city, tremble before this momentum, daring not to have any voice.

Before the Imperial City, there was finally a figure without kneeling.

The figure was extremely tall, like a mountain.

The Patriarch Patriarch stood in front of the city gate and looked at Bai Di, who was getting closer and closer. The emotion in his eyes was a little complicated.

He is the chief elder of the Presbyterian Church. His family is the largest group of demon clan, and he is the strongest demon clan except Baidi couple.

Mrs. Mu took the imprisonment of Bai Di while he was seriously injured. Now it seems that he is of course a participant and a real rebel.

No matter from which point of view, he does have the qualification to not kneel, and there is a reason not to kneel.

Baidi walked to the head of the Xiang clan.

The head of the Xiang clan looked at Bai Di's emaciated face, his expression slightly changed, and he began to say something.

Bai Di leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

It's just a very simple movement, but it has its own momentum that is difficult to resist.

If the Xiangzu patriarch is a mountain, Baidi is the highest snow peak in the world.

When he leaned forward, it was the snow peak that was moving forward.

He was condescending and looked at the Xiangzu patriarch.

It's like a **** protruding from Xuefeng.

There was no emotion in his eyes, just a vast snowfield.

The traveler in the snowfield gradually went away, just like all the past and the mercy and mercy, the rest was only indifferent and cold.

An electric light illuminates the snowfield, illuminating the figure of the traveler.

It was a flash of light between the cold black eyes.

It was a hand that fell from the sky.

The head of the Xiangzu patriarch's eyes suddenly changed, and Li Xiao screamed, arms crossed in front of him, like two very thick stone pillars, and greeted that hand.

There was no fear or regret in his eyes, only shock and confusion, which seemed very strange.

The wind screamed on the snowfield.

Thousands of snow rolled up.

The wax figures on the snowfield collapsed.

With a crackling sound, countless fine cracks appeared on the two stone pillars, and then gradually cracked.

With a loud noise, the stone walls at the edge of the main entrance of the Imperial City collapsed, and countless stones smashed around.

The smoke and dust made up all the eyes, and the violent breath hedged against that terrifying pressure, isolating all consciousness, and no sound could come out.

The blood spewed out of the ears and noses of the ears of the Xiang clan, which seemed extremely horrifying.

Strangely, there was no trace of blood in his completely broken arms.

In the dying moment, he finally understood why this was all, and there was an incredible and painful expression in his eyes.

"It turns out that hundreds of years have passed, and you still refuse to believe my loyalty!"

The desperate and sorrowful cry of the patriarch of the Xiang clan did not allow any change in the expression on Bai Di's face.

"I believe it is the most useless word."

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The smoke gradually settled, and the rolling gravel also became calm.

A few coughs came from the depths of the imperial city, and Baidi should have been there.

The demon clan prime minister and the clan patriarch and other big figures hurried forward and followed.

Xiaode stopped and looked at the body of the Xiangzu patriarch.

Of course, someone must be responsible for cleaning up the endgame in front of the city gate, but it cannot be him.

He stopped because he thought the eyes of the Xiangzu patriarch were a little strange.

The patriarch of the Xiang clan died, but there was no glance.

His eyes were full of shock and anger.

This is something that Xiaode didn't understand-the head of the Xiang clan pretended to be the imperial edict of the White Emperor during his return to the Yuan Diandian, and even cooperated with the shepherd to seek rebellion. Of course, he should be guilty of death. Do you have such emotions?

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Sometime before Bai Di returned to his city.

A lot of things have happened in this city.

For example, some people left the Falling Star Mountains in advance and preemptively returned to the White Emperor City through the secret path.

For example, some people started to make arrangements in advance, like the head of the Xiang clan who died later.

He went directly to the Imperial City without bringing any master of the clan, nor a loyal subordinate.

He even sent his youngest son Xiangqiu to the compound not far from the manor.

Because he knows that this is the safest place, no matter whether the war is won by Her Majesty or the Queen’s mother today, it will not affect the place.

Xiangqiu is the strongest of the young generation of Xiangzu. Since childhood, he has been practicing secret methods in the mountains. He has extremely rare brutal temperament, but he is not familiar with the world.

He didn't understand why his father had arranged this, he planned to leave on his own, went to the imperial city to help his father, and wanted to persuade the demon to go with him.

The demon knows what the Xiangzu patriarch thought, and admired it, and he felt that Xiangqiu was stupid.

If Baidi is still alive, then Baidi City will inevitably have an earth-shattering war.

In fact, the devil believed that Baidi must be alive.

But he will not participate in this war.

As the head of the Xiang clan thought, no matter who won the White Emperor or the Madam, he would not move him.

Even though the Demon King's eyes were so scornful, Xiangqiu still didn't understand. He yelled in annoyance and walked out of the courtyard with the most loyal subordinates.

He was a little worried about his father's safety, and he didn't want to miss this big event destined to be recorded in history, so he decided to rush to the Imperial City.

But he failed to go out because the compound was already surrounded.

A blind violinist is holding the guqin and standing outside the crowd.

He looked tired, his shoulders slightly sagged.

Or because he had just rushed back from the Falling Star Mountains.

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