The First Cause of All Realms

The wisps of cooking smoke rose and were blown away by the wind and snow.

Compared to the past, the snowfall was very small, and it did not affect the people in Yanzhou City. In the streets and alleys, there were also vendors who got up early to set up stalls.

The taste of bean curd brain is normal, a few fried dough sticks, Yang prison chews slowly, the same wind and snow, the same Yanzhou city, but at this moment, there is a firework smell,

It is no longer a dead city.

And he didn't actually do anything, just returned the ration that should have been theirs, at most, put on a quilt?

"Obviously, they can be satisfied with just one bite. Why do those beasts take away even such a little thing?"

Jiang Wu fiercely took a bite of the steamed bun, a little indignant, and there was an unspeakable peace in his heart.

It was a normal morning market, and he hadn't seen it for several years.

Before Yan Dongjun came, Yanzhou was already chaotic. After he came, it became more and more chaotic. Until this time, there was a bit of recovery.

But behind this calm scene, there is the **** smell of the vegetable market that has been blown away by the wind and snow for many days.

"One bite per person is a lot."

Yang Yu swallowed his last mouthful of food, feeling a little heavy: "The food in the city will last at most three months, and no matter how long it is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain.

This snowstorm is a bit too long..."

Yanzhou City, located at the junction of the two roads, is not a big agricultural state. Before there is chaos, you can still go to the Chamber of Commerce to make up for it.

But with the advent of the war, few people dared to do business, and food shortages gradually appeared.

The reason why Yan Dongjun tacitly allowed his soldiers to **** the food of the people was not because of his cruel nature, but because he wanted to fight for the northwest, and military provisions were essential.

This predicament will not be dissipated by his arrival, but the difference is that he does not need to raise hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and he has no plans to expedition to the Northwest Road City.

Therefore, it can be maintained for three months. If it is Yan Dongjun, I am afraid that it will be difficult to maintain for two months.

This snowstorm has really lasted for too long, so long that it has already passed the spring ploughing, but outside the city, there is still snow all over the sky.

What this means, Yang Prison's background, of course, will not understand.

What worries him even more is the apparently abnormal climate. This blizzard is not scary, but what's behind it is scary.

Heaven changes.

What is the change of the sky, the vicissitudes of life, the change of mountains into flat valleys, and the rise of dangerous peaks in the deep sea.

The slight changes in the world, falling on the individual's head, that is an unbearable weight...

"Northwest Road, two horse farms, one plain, and northwest road city, hold nearly 60% of the food, Yan Dongjun is eager to go to the northwest, I'm afraid,

Also because of this. "

Jiang Wu scratched his scalp irritably, clenched his fists, but had nowhere to vent:

"Damn God, don't let people live..."

People take food as their heaven.

Down to the merchants and pawns, up to the emperors and generals, even the Martial Sages, the masters of supernatural powers, are also indispensable for this ration.

No one can bear the consequences of running out of food.

"The most urgent task is to get through the connection with the other two states and the Northwest Road. This snowstorm will not reach the entire Northwest Road."

Qi Wensheng silently licked the last gift of rice at the mouth of the bowl, and just now said seriously:

"The grain in the city, even if it is tightly used, can't last for six months, and the nearest Xingzhou, if there is no wind and snow, it will take six or seven months to go back and forth..."

"And Baizhou."

Jiang Wu glanced at Yang Prison, and he could naturally guess where the mysterious Eight Hundred Horsemen outside the city came from.

The elite cavalry of each state capital has very distinct characteristics.

"The snowstorm in Baizhou is not too small. Although I sent people to buy food, it will take at least five months."

Yang Prison didn't hide it.

On the day when the chaotic army outside the city was defeated, he would rush the Taoist and Kunni back to Baizhou to collect grain. The grain transportation was not a horse alone, and it was time-consuming and labor-intensive.

And these five months did not include the time when the living dead bought food in Baizhou.

"Although the teacher had expected it long ago, he also bought food in Qingzhou and Yunzhou, but this snowstorm was too heavy, and Qingzhou was also affected..."

Qi Wensheng frowned:

"If there is no food supply for the soldiers outside the city, I'm afraid there will be chaos..."

"Jiaozuli outside the city, from the city, with innocent family backgrounds, these days, they have been recruited, more than 8,000 people, although not many, but all of them are young and strong.

There is no shortage of blood exchanged..."

Jiang Wu reported.

In the past half a month, Qi Wensheng sorted out the city affairs, and he counted the soldiers outside the city to suppress the rebel army.

"In the chaotic army, many outlaws have already subverted the law, but most of the soldiers are just coerced..."

Qi Wensheng hesitated.

There are ways to disperse the soldiers on the spot, or force them to work, but now, in the midst of a heavy snowstorm, to disperse them indiscriminately is to force them to die...

"Renovation of houses in the city, cleaning of snow, etc. can be arranged as much as possible. After the heavy snowstorm, let's make arrangements."

Yang Prison had a headache.

These trivial matters are really not his director, but since he occupies Yanzhou, he can't let it go.

Fortunately, the people sent by Wang Muzhi are already on their way...

Although Qi Wensheng felt that something was wrong, he had to press it and said instead:

"Other than that, the most worrying thing is not the two-way thief army of Xing and Lizhou, but Ma Longtu."

"Malone Figure?"

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

"According to the explanation of the people in the Yan Thief Army, Ma Longtu and Yan Dongjun have an agreement to break the Northwest Road together!"

Qi Wensheng looked solemn:

"Ma Longtu was originally a great master outside Guan, and he failed to challenge the old monster of Montenegro, so he worshipped in the Seven Kills Shrine.

It is said that under the guidance of the old demon, his martial arts progressed by leaps and bounds, and almost half of his feet crossed the threshold of the Martial Saint..."

At this point, he paused slightly and turned to voice transmission:

"Uncle Master, Ma Longtu is afraid that sooner or later he will come to get Yan Dongjun's fruit of breaking the army..."

"I know."

Yang prison nodded.

But what was pondering in his heart was not Ma Longtu, but the Lord of the Seven Kills Divine Palace, the second-ranked man in the world, the Montenegrin old demon.

That old bastard...

Huhu~

In the wind and snow, the dragon and horse ran like fire, and the knee-thick snow that they stepped on fluttered behind them like dust.

The Daoist hurried his horse with his sword on his back, galloping through the wind and snow.

Without the drag of the eight hundred cavalry, he and Kuni were the only ones who were so fast, needless to say that in less than 20 days, they had already reached the Lianshan Pass.

"Shut up!"

Ku Nilema stopped and ran around for many days, and she inevitably got a little tired.

"How to stop?

Daoist Yu's spirit was full of energy, and he lost all the laziness of the past. Seeing Kuni stop, he immediately frowned and was dissatisfied.

"Fellow Daoist, what happened that night? Why are you like this, abnormal?"

Kuni was stunned.

She had decades of friendship with Daoist Yu, but she didn't know that this Daoist was always cautious, cherishing his life like gold, and rarely willing to help others.

Is this current state more than abnormal?

It's like being caught in a bad way!

"That day..."

Daoist Yu stopped his horse, and a smile appeared on his face, but this smile disappeared in a flash, and instead, it was a secret:

"Don't say it, don't say it."

"Yu Daoyou, can't you even believe the poor nun?"

Kuni's voice turned cold.

But no matter how she pressed on, Daoist Yu kept his mouth shut, just a rare stern warning:

"Pin Dao has been friends with you for many years, so let me warn you, our Lord Yang is not a simple character..."

Kuni is speechless, what do you need to say?

"In the past, Pindao may have been a little lazy, but then, it was just a daze with no way forward, no one to guide, and no whereabouts."

There is an uncontrollable throbbing in Daoist Yu's smile:

"But now, it's different!"

"What's the difference?"

Ku Ni was at a loss, not realizing the difference, but he felt that this old man was becoming more and more wretched and sneaky...

"Ha ha"

Yu Daoren just smiled and said, 'Follow him, there is no harm, and then urge the horse to move forward.

But in his heart, he was extremely happy.

Until this time, he didn't know what magical powers Yang Prison had, but after the brief meeting that night, he really became.

Supernatural master!

'Yeyoushen, this rank is really, so wonderful, so wonderful Yu Daoist laughed 'hehe'.

Kuni only felt chills all over, and felt more and more wretched and disgusting, but more and more curious in his heart.

What is it that makes this old man so weird?

The snowstorm in Baizhou is much smaller than that of the Northwest Road, but it is also inaccessible both inside and outside the mountain pass.

As soon as Daoist Yu and Kuni returned, they went to Fang Liexue's small courtyard through communication and asked to see him.

"call!"

Inside the house, ‘Yang Prison’ woke up from the cauldron where the medicinal liquid was boiled.

After many days of cultivation, this living dead No. 2' has not only recovered to its peak, but has also made further progress.

"come in."

Randomly approved a coat and summoned the Taoist to come in.

"grown ups."

Yu Daoren's whole person's attitude was different, with a full smile on his face, he handed over a package.

Yang Yu took the package and glanced at Daoist Yu.

The reason why this old man became the master of supernatural powers is naturally his handwriting.

In the city of Chongzhou, on a whim, he remembered the Dao Fruit that had been put on hold for many days, ‘Yiyoushen, after trying it, he really made this old Dao recognize the main Daoguo!

It's just that the fruit of Yeyoushen also has drawbacks. Among its preconditions, there is a short life.

Moreover, before the ceremony is completed, it cannot be changed, otherwise, the Dao Fruit will backlash, and this old Dao will immediately die.

"In Baizhou City, the food purchase has already ended, and the two of you have worked hard to go to Yanzhou City again. The trip is hard, and it will be rewarded when you come back."

No politeness, Yang Prison ordered directly.

Kunni complained incessantly, and UU read www.uukanshu.com still wanted to refuse, but did not want the Taoist to be full of compliments, and look like he was a direct confidant.

"Don't worry, my lord, it will be delivered to Yanzhou as quickly as possible!"

Daoist Yu patted his chest with high fighting spirit, until Kunni almost vomited blood.

"The old demon of Montenegro."

After weighing it a few times, Yang Prison can be wrapped. Inside, there is a blood-stained black martial robe. This **** word is exactly what the sloppy Taoist left in the Gou Fantasy Realm of Wanxiang Mountain.

"Zhang Zhenren..."

Seeing things and thinking of people, Yang Yu felt ripples in his heart, as if he remembered the old way.

After a while, he put away the package and called Li Eryi.

The rich storyteller walked in cautiously:

"Big, my lord, are you looking for me?"

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