Chapter 1161

Dongzhang village, at the gate of Zhangji iron shop.

The original iron shop had been buried in the fire, leaving only the ruins and acrid smell of fireworks.

Lao Zhang's head, like a lost soul, kneels quietly on the ground, lying beside him on the ground in a coma of Cuihua.

On the way back with his daughter, all he saw were corpses, and countless houses were buried in the fire.

"Dead, all dead!"

Lao Zhang held the golden sword tightly in his hand, and his body was shaking.

More than 300 people in Dongzhang village, men, women, old and young, were killed by the mysterious group of people in black before, and none of them survived.

Yuan Zhang's death is not a pity.

The only thing that made him sad was that old yuan, who sold bamboo baskets in the east of the village, liked the stone root that came to rub against wine and drink, and the orphan and widowed mother who died when the man in the next house joined the army

That familiar faces, now only the cold body constantly pounded his mind.

Lao Zhang, who is over 50 years old, has drowsiness in his eyes. He holds his head and squats down to cry.

"What did we do wrong? Why should we go through such a situation..." He knelt on the ground with his legs bent.

Dongzhang village is his home, but now, the home is no longer there. In the past, all those distant relatives and neighbors died, leaving only their father and daughter.

At this time, a weak voice came from behind him: "Dad..."

Lao Zhang hurriedly wiped his tears, turned around and looked at the emerald flowers coming to him. He squeezed a stiff smile from his face: "girl, are you ok?"

Cuihua seems to be at a loss. After looking around, she recovers a trace of Qingming in her eyes: "Dad, how can I be here? Didn't I get caught? "

" and you You are not... "

She covered her mouth and looked at Lao Zhang's head. Her eyes were full of inconceivable colors.

She remembers clearly that her father had been brutally cut off by those people before, but now he is standing in front of her.

"Dad, how about wood..."

A thought suddenly flashed in her mind, then she suddenly looked at the ruins behind her, and her body shook violently: "wood Wood... "

Then she would rush into the ruins.

Lao Zhang hurriedly grabbed her and sighed, "your wood is not dead, just..."

"What about others? Just what? "

In the face of Cuihua's out of control, Lao zhangtou's heart was slightly blocked, and his face was very complicated, and he said the whole story.

After a long time, there was a dead silence in the night, only a silent confrontation between father and daughter.

"Dad, you lied to me, didn't you?" Cuihua, like being struck by lightning, roared in her head.

What did she hear?

Instead of being burned to death, her wood recovered and became normal. She killed a dozen mysterious people and cured her father's hands and feet

Lao zhangtou knew that she was hard to accept for a while, and it was worth standing by and waiting for her to digest.

In fact, how could he accept it? Even if he saw the previous scene with his own eyes, he still felt like a dream.

It's true that people like Ye Chen are so far away from them that they live only in the myths boasted by the neighbors.

I don't know how long it took for Cuihua to sit on the ground in a daze, biting her lips and saying: "Dad You... Do you think wood is a fairy? "

"Maybe..."

Lao Zhang took a deep breath, then subconsciously grasped the golden sword in his hand.

At this time, the ground began to tremble faintly, as if thousands of troops had come rushing.

In the look of fear of the father and daughter, only a large number of armed forces came.

Lao Zhang subconsciously protected his daughter behind him, holding the golden sword tightly in his hand. He didn't know whether the golden sword could really protect them, but that was their only hope.

"Enemy This is the enemy's army... "

After seeing the armor and the black flag of the army, Lao Zhang became more and more nervous.

When he was young, he had been to Lin'an County. On the street, he saw that there were soldiers of the enemy Kingdom, the great Luo Dynasty, who were escorted to the streets for public display.

The army of the great Luo Dynasty suddenly stopped. The pioneer officer reached out to Lao zhangtou and his daughter: "general, there are people here!"

"Take it!"

With a voice of indifference, there were more than ten people running towards the father and daughter.

Lao Zhang subconsciously sticks out his golden sword and shivers. He tries to think of the method Ye Chen told him before he left.

"Wait!"

At this time, the army suddenly heard an old voice, which was mixed with a trace of fear.

Next moment!

He saw an old man in purple suddenly jump out and walk slowly to the two men, Lao zhangtou's father and daughter, staring at the golden sword.

"Don't be nervous, old man."

It seems that I saw Lao zhangtou's tension. The old man in purple said with a smile, "I'm a man of the great Luo Dynasty, and I won't hurt you people, just ask a few simple questions."

Lao Zhang looked at him with a full face.

The old man in purple was not angry. He took a deep look at the golden sword in his hand. He seemed to be afraid of saying, "I dare to ask you, who gave you this sword?"

He is a man of the wusheng mountain of the royal dynasty of Da Luo. He has been worshiped by Da Luo for generations. This time, he also travels with the army. The purpose is to deal with the wusheng of Da Kun.

It seems that ordinary people like Lao zhangtou could not get into his eyes at all according to common sense, and would not let him appear in person.

Because of the golden sword in Lao Zhang's hand, everything gave him a creepy feeling, which seemed to be the power of Empire.

He had a premonition that once Lao Zhang's head activated the golden sword, including him and the 100000 troops behind him, it would be destroyed.

So he showed up in time to stop it.

Lao Zhang's head seemed to be threatening: "here This is what my son-in-law gave me "

" son in law... "

The old man in purple narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he didn't believe Lao Zhang's words, he still clicked to the end: "you can leave, old man."

Then he went back to the army.

"Go!"

Once again, the army moved in order to the south in the eyes of Lao zhangtou's father and daughter.

It was not until they went far that Lao zhangtou woke up like a dream. He did not believe that the enemy army would not kill them.

He looked at the golden sword thoughtfully, and the subconscious grip became more and more tight.

……

Among the army at war, a luxury carriage was surrounded by people to move forward.

Liang Wu, as the commander of the army, rode forward with his horse and carriage. He couldn't help saying, "Wu, why did you let those two go?"

Although Liang Wu is the commander in chief of this trip, his words are very polite, because the existence of the carriage, even today's emperor, should be respected.

They are also the gods in their mind.

A few seconds later, the voice of the old man in purple came out of the carriage: "General Liang, can you see the golden sword in the hands of that old man?"