Doomsday Rise

The Songshan envoy is about forty years old. Of course, this is what it looks like on the surface, but the actual age is over a hundred. He has an ordinary appearance, and belongs to the kind of person who can't be found after being thrown into the crowd.

Liu Wei'an only said one thing: Please, this person appeared directly in the living room from outside the gate of the city lord's mansion, startled the soldiers who reported the letter, and was stopped by Dongfang Herring just as he was about to be on guard.

"Go down!"

The soldier who reported the letter had already exited the reception hall from the two soldiers guarding the door, leaving only Yan'er inside.

"What do you call it?" Liu Wei'an stared at the envoy of Songshan Mountain. He was wearing gray linen clothes and had thick calluses on his hands. He seemed to have worked for a long time without showing the slightest imposing manner, but he was in the realm of platinum.

"The name is not important!" The Songshan envoy was also sizing up Liu Wei'an.

"Then I won't ask." Liu Wei'an smiled slightly: "Drink tea!"

"Thank you!" The Songshan envoy picked up the teacup, as if he didn't feel the heat at all, poured a cup of tea with the tea leaves into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and blinked a few times: "Good tea!"

Yan'er quietly looked at his mouth and found that there was no foam, so she patted his chest lightly and felt relieved.

"You came from Mount Song?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Yes!" Songshan envoy said.

"Is there a token!" Liu Wei'an asked.

"She Yiqing asked me to come. I didn't want to come, but She Yiqing said you could, so I came." Songshan envoy said.

"I don't quite understand." Liu Weian looked at him.

"There are some things that cannot be revealed unless you go to Songshan Mountain." The Songshan envoy said.

"Can't you even disclose the location of Mount Song?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Yes, but for those who can't control their curiosity, going to Mount Song is tantamount to death. We don't say it, it's to protect them." The envoy of Mount Song said.

"You said that, but I became curious." Liu Wei'an said.

"Your suspicion is right, do you understand this?" The Songshan envoy took out something.

Liu Wei'an only took one look, then stood up abruptly, his eyes flashed with horror, then he regained his composure in an instant, and said slowly: "Snake Yiqing's weapon."

The envoy from Songshan Mountain is holding She Yiqing's weapon, a snake-shaped sword, but it is not a complete snake-shaped sword, but a fragment, a piece of the sword tip.

"That's right." The Songshan envoy put the tip of the serpentine sword on the tea table: "It was broken by a forcible pinch."

"Who is it?" Liu Wei'an's face was serious, not to mention that the snake-shaped sword is a dark gold weapon, extremely hard and difficult to destroy, just because it is She Yiqing's saber, no one would have a chance to pinch it, let alone break it. This is unimaginable, which shows that the strength of She Yiqing's enemies far exceeds him.

There is blood on the tip of the sword, which means that the sword was not stolen and broken on purpose, but was pinched and broken on the battlefield when confronting the enemy.

"I can't say it!" Songshan envoy said.

Liu Wei'an narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Songshan envoy, stretched out his hand, and slowly touched the tip of the sword. The moment his fingers touched the tip of the sword, a roar from the prehistoric world exploded in his mind, as if the universe had just opened and the universe was shattered, shaking his mind and almost falling down. At the same time, a monster that he had never seen before rushed towards him.

The monster was so big that he could only see the bloody mouth and extremely sharp claws, and every strand of the aura that was as deep as the sea was as heavy as a mountain, and his bones creaked under the pressure.

"Hey!" Liu Weian's eyes flashed sharply, and even a ray of breath dared to make trouble in front of him, it would be premature death. The right fist emits a silver light, and the power of the most rigid and yang erupts.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

boom——

The fist pierced the void and crushed the monster. The ferocious monster was torn apart and turned into a drop of blood and fell to the ground again. However, the glaring red light in the original blood was gone, and only dark brown remained.

"My lord!" Yan'er didn't expect Liu Wei'an to attack suddenly, and looked at him worriedly.

"What kind of monster is this?" Liu Wei'an stared at the envoy of Songshan Mountain. The most powerful monster he had ever seen was a seventh-level monster, but the aura of the monster in front of him was obviously stronger than the red fire monkey he had seen.

He doesn't know if he has reached level eight, because he doesn't know what the standard for level eight is, but there is no doubt that Warcraft is terrifying.

A drop of blood, after such a long time, probably thousands of miles away from the body, still has such power, if it is not him, it is someone else, just this time, has become an idiot.

"You are qualified to go to Songshan." The Songshan envoy showed a satisfied look, but his tone was still flat: "Don't ask me questions, and I won't tell you the answer if you ask me. If you want the answer, go to Songshan to find it yourself."

"Is there any difference between telling me now and finding out after we arrive at Songshan Mountain?" Liu Wei'an hated the Songshan envoy's hiding.

"Eligible to go, and whether you can get to Songshan Mountain cannot be equated." The Songshan envoy said.

"What do you mean?" Eastern herring Zou eyebrows.

"Songshan Mountain is far away and full of dangers, so it's not easy to travel." The Songshan envoy said.

"If you can get out, I can get in." Liu Wei'an said.

"I have been an envoy for eleven years. During the eleven years and eight months, I have guided a total of twenty-three qualified people to Songshan Mountain. Only three people can actually walk to Songshan Mountain." The Songshan envoy said.

"The death rate is so high?" Liu Weian was taken aback.

"It's not all death." The envoy of Songshan said something ambiguous.

"What happened to the three people who made it to Mount Song alive?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Two people died before they survived for a month, and the other lost an arm and a leg, and became a hero of Songshan Mountain." A trace of complexity flashed in the eyes of the Songshan envoy.

"In other words, there are only half of the people you brought with you. You are a bastard." Liu Wei'an said.

"..." The Songshan envoy's expression was dull.

"Tell me, the purpose of your coming." Liu Wei'an's tone was flat. At this moment, he was not as a junior, but as the master of "Dragon Bird City" talking to the Songshan envoy, and a faint coercion emanated.

"See if you are qualified to embark on the road to Songshan." The Songshan envoy's brows changed a little. A person who can change his mood and breath freely is very scary, especially when facing him, he can not be affected by any influence. There are not many young people like this.

"Have you reached a conclusion?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"You already have the qualifications to embark on the road to Mount Song. As for whether to go or not, it is up to you to decide. I cannot suggest, force or force you." The envoy of Mount Song said.

"Is She Yiqing injured?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"You have a day to think about it. At this time tomorrow, I will wait for a stick of incense at the gate of "Dragon Bird City". Whether you come or not is up to you." After the envoy of Songshan finished speaking, his figure became pale, and then disappeared.

"Master——" Yan'er was very worried. She didn't want her son to go to such a dangerous place. Twenty-three people went there, and only half of them survived. This is simply not a place for people to go.

Liu Wei'an raised his hand to signal her not to speak, he was weighing in his mind.

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