Great Shang Dynasty, Jeju.

The imperial capital of the Shang Dynasty, Baidi City.

…

There is heavy snow in the sky. This is already the third year of cold winter in Baidi City. In the past three years, the human race has no four seasons in the world, only cold winter. The long winter has left the people of the dynasty with no harvest, and the mountains and rivers have been starved to death.

In order to survive, people go into the mountains and valleys and dig for food under the snow in the hope of surviving.

Baidi City is really snow-white at this time.

Just inside the northern city gate of the imperial capital, a tall building rises from the ground, much higher than the surrounding buildings, Wangbei Tower, a pavilion funded by the Prime Minister's Office.

At this time, the cold wind was howling in Wangbei Tower, and a pot of turbid wine had just warmed up.

"Jun Hou, would you like some food to go with the wine?"

A middle-aged official wearing a second-rank official uniform asked cautiously.

"No need, snow and wine are enough."

The speaker is a bookish middle-aged man, wearing a white Confucian shirt, extremely upright-looking, with his eyes looking at the north. This man is none other than Wen Hou of the Great Shang Dynasty, Wen Shuoyang, one of the great

Yu Wenlin, a great scholar, was also an official in the secular dynasty.

Marquis Wen's reputation has always been very bad, because it was Wen Shuoyang who made peace with the four northern tribes and concluded the Lingnan Alliance. From the day he stepped into the temple of Dashang, he has been working hard on the "Northern Expedition"

Opposition, and precisely because of this, the relationship with Wu Hou Yue Hao became increasingly incompatible, and the stalemate between the two in the DPRK and China was no longer a secret.

"What's going on in the north?"

Wen Shuoyang asked.

The middle-aged official leaned slightly to show respect and said: "The people from Yunyin Division reported that Wuhou Yuehao has arrived at Guxiaoguan with his 100,000 troops. At the same time, Wuhou's order has spread almost throughout Yunzhou.

Yanzhou and Ningzhou."

"Is it just the three northern states?"

Wen Shuoyang frowned and said: "Yue Hao's intention to bypass me in the Northern Expedition is so obvious that it is impossible for Your Majesty not to notice it."

"That's right."

The middle-aged official said: "Before Marquis Wu left Baidi City, he had an audience with His Majesty late at night, and then left the imperial capital with the order to mobilize troops."

"It seems that His Majesty has acquiesced."

Wen Shuoyang rubbed his eyebrows and said: "This world is really about to change."

The middle-aged official was surprised: "Why did Marquis Wen say that?"

"Why?"

Wen Shuoyang's eyes were filled with coldness: "Three northern states, Yunzhou has 500,000 cavalry, and Ningzhou and Yanzhou have 200,000 armor each. If they were all involved in the battle in the north, the entire army would be wiped out. The three northern states of the human race would be wiped out.

The defense is completely empty. If the monsters, demons, and ghosts all rush south at this time, what do you think the final result will be? Do you really think that the Fusu Great Wall and six northern gates can defend the huge human world?

"

"ah?"

The middle-aged official was horrified: "Then... where should we go?"

"Follow me to see the Holy One."

Marquis Wen stood up, glanced at the north again, and said: "The armor and cavalry of the three southern states, Huangzhou, Yuzhou, and Furongzhou should be transferred north as soon as possible."

"Yes, Lord!"

…

late at night.

Lin Zhao, who had slept all day, finally woke up. His injuries all over his body were recovering quickly. In the training of a decisive battle with the Nascent Soul Realm, martial arts and swordsmanship had benefited a lot. He took a deep breath and stood up.

After putting on clean clothes, opening the door, and punching more than a dozen times, the true energy in his body surged, and the three Yunjian Lakes slowly rotated at different speeds. At this moment, the young man felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.

The foundations of the sixth-level martial artist and the second-level swordsman are becoming more and more solid.

At this time, under the moonlight, Lin Zhao was already the dark and skinny young man from the small town. His face gradually became rounder and fuller, and his whole person was filled with the aura of a young genius. He stood in the courtyard like a towering pine and cypress.

, the fist spirit flows all over his body, he is proud, and his whole body is full of youthful spirit.

"Son."

At this moment, a girl wearing an apricot-yellow dress walked out of the corner of the courtyard. She was extremely dignified and beautiful, with watery eyes that made people fall in love with her. She had a petite and delicate figure, but her chest was also

Standing tall and looking at Lin Zhao, she bowed gently and said in a very soft voice: "Good evening, young master..."

"Um."

Lin Zhao frowned and looked at her: "Who are you?"

"I am the maid of the Mountain Villa."

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I..." She pursed her red lips and said, "I was about to go to sleep, but I saw the young master alone in the courtyard, so I wanted to accompany him, even just to talk."

"No need."

Lin Zhao waved his hand gently: "I'm fine by myself."

"Son..."

Her eyes were clear: "Does the young master dislike the slave family's low status?"

"It's not..."

Lin Zhao could feel that there was a faint demonic aura on her body, which was very elegant. This kind of demonic aura came from nature, and the reason why it was so light was mostly because she had lived with the human race for too long, so the demonic aura was light.

It's a lot different, but the human touch is much stronger.

"Then why reject the slave family?"

The woman's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, which made me feel pity for her. She said: "If the young master is willing, I would like to spend the night with him, and I would not waste the moonlight in this courtyard."

"actually."

Lin Zhao glanced at an apricot tree in the corner of the courtyard not far away and said, "I should be able to guess your roots and origins."

The strange novel in Mr. Qin's library also mentioned this kind of existence.

Apricot girls, the spirits transformed by the apricot tree, if there are mediocre, rich, or vulgar people living in the courtyard, they will avoid them and will never show up, but if they have a scholarly spirit, or they are young people who are talented but frustrated.

When a man moves in, they will show up to take care of him. They will not harm the man after that, it will just be a casual pleasure.

However, experiencing too many such bizarre and erotic things will inevitably weaken your fighting spirit and harm your path.

"Master?"

Xingnu called out softly.

"Um."

Lin Zhaodao: "Practice well and don't overstep your bounds. You have done no harm to anyone and I will not kill you."

"yes……"

Xingnu looked sad and said: "I obey my orders!"

…

After Lin Zhao punched again, he went back to his room to rest.

Just when Lin Zhao was sleeping, a white figure came out from the ancient sword under the pillow, walked straight to the apricot tree in the yard, lightly stamped his feet, and said: "Get out."

Xingnu appeared in a hurry, her face pale with beauty. She could feel how terrifying the aura of the beautiful woman in white was. If she could kill herself, she would probably blow her away in one breath without even using her hands.

"Are you aware of your mistake?"

The White Dragon Goddess smiled.

"I know I was wrong...I know I was wrong..."

Xingnu was so frightened that she cried, and Lihua knelt on the ground with rain in her eyes, saying: "God, please forgive me... God, please forgive me, I have no intention of harming Young Master Lin Zhao, I just admire... I admire Young Master, so I want to accompany him."

…”

"You admire him and expect to be with him?"

The White Dragon Goddess raised her eyebrows: "This is a huge transgression. It's just you. Are you worthy?"

"Not worthy..."

Xingnu kowtowed repeatedly, her forehead was red and swollen, and she said: "I don't dare to do it anymore..."

"snort!"

The White Dragon Goddess moved her long sleeves, gently touched Xingnu's eyebrows with one finger, and said with a smile: "You, practice well and don't seek death. Do you understand? Even if you really become a monster in the future,

The leader has turned into a great apricot tree demon, and that cannot bring harm to the world. You come from the human race, and all your aura comes from the human race, so you should know how to repay your kindness."

"I know, I know……"
To be continued...