Qi Yuan's green and yellow cheeks showed a red wine.During the meal just now, Brother Yun had already explained everything clearly with the Baiyi people.The conflicts between the two sides were all caused by the people from Guiwangdong who were making trouble inside and killing the clan leader.Now, the Baiyi people are fighting hard for whom to be the patriarch.
Cheng Zongyang leaned on the couch, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.Are there many people competing for?
Very many.The original patriarch had no children and was empty.Originally, everyone had nothing to say about Mrs. Xi, but Mrs. Xi was not sure where she went now.
Qi Yuan said frowningly: This matter has nothing to do with us, who made us bump into it?Brother Yun is also worried.
Cheng Zongyang said calmly: What are you worried about?Mrs. Xi has already agreed to be the leader of Bai Yi.And it is said that as long as the trade route is continuous, all the jewelry and jade will be sold to us at half price.
When Mrs. Xi left, her legs were so weak that she could only get up with the wall, but her expression was full of joy.
Cheng Zongyang used two condoms on her, and she also got what she wanted - she saved her life, and at the same time replaced her dead husband and became the patriarch of the Baiyi tribe.
In exchange, Mrs. Xi promised that the Baiyi people's trade routes would only be open to the Yun family and Baihu shopping malls, and agreed to sell all the gold and jade jewelry at half price.
Qi Yuan was so happy that he couldn't stop hearing this news.Baiyi's Lake Pearl has excellent sales in the inland and can monopolize trade, which is equivalent to picking a hen that can lay golden eggs.
The injury on Wu Dadao's back was fine, but he did not hurt his muscles and bones.The girl named Le said that it would be fine if she had two days of rest.
Qi Yuan talked about the current situation and said: Brother Yun wants to discuss with you when to leave.
Where are the people from Ghost King Cave?
Yi Biao guarded the entrance of the cave.Nothing has happened.
As he was talking, a beastly roar came from the next door, and then a clanging sound, the rock-made wall seemed to be shaken.
Qi Yuan smiled bitterly and whispered: What should I do if that guy?
He is talking about Yi Hu.
The taciturn man has now become a walking corpse.
After regaining his ability to move, he began to attack any object he saw, even his brother Yi Biao.
Everyone had to lock him with iron chains and imprison him in a stone house.
Everyone knows that Yi Hu is actually dead.Now he is just a corpse.But seeing Yi Biao's appearance, no one has the heart to propose the only solution.
Wu Erlang is even more straightforward. Whoever has died is still going to let him die again?
Before Yi Biao could speak, he drew his knife and slashed on the ground, shouting: Who dares to be so immoral? Be careful that the Second Master will kill him!
So everyone shut up.
No one expected that Wu Erlang would stand up for Yi Biao, but when he thought of his hatred for killing his brother, Cheng Zongyang understood.
Although this guy is rough, he doesn't hate it.
But he can't kill him, so it's even more impossible to take him away. Cheng Zongyang also felt a headache when he dealt with the Blood Tiger.
If it really doesn't work, just stay with the Baiyi people.
Cheng Zongyang said: Yi Biao wants to see him, just follow the caravan every year.
This is equivalent to letting a group of rabbits raise a tiger.But this matter should be a headache for Baiyi people.
What I'm afraid of is those guys.
Qi Yuandao: Those people in Ghost King Cave are still below.We're leaving, what should Yi Hu do?
If Ning Yu hadn't attacked the envoy, dozens of warriors from the Ghost King's Cave would have been enough to massacre them all.Now they retreated deep into the underground palace. With the strength of the caravan, it would be great if they could defend the entrance of the cave.
Brother Yun means, can we use stones to seal the hole and prevent them from coming out?
This is a feasible solution, but no one knows if there are any other exits below.If they escape, not only them, but also the Baiyi tribe will face a catastrophe.
Where are the people in Ghost King Hall hiding?
Qi Yuandao: Don’t Cheng, can you see that thing?
Cheng Zongyang slapped his head.Being entangled by Mrs. Xi, she actually forgot about this.
The gray mirror of the Lingfei Mirror flashed for a moment, and then it became dark, as if it was in a dark cave...
A dry palm spreads, and a green fluorescent light appears in the gaps between your fingers.
The messenger of Ghost King Cave stretched out his nose and sniffed left and right like a fox, and it took a long time to show a safe expression.
The warrior behind raised the torch, and the flames reflected the gray stone walls of the corridor and a series of puddles on the ground, followed by a vague figure.
The figure walked slowly, becoming clearer as if it appeared from the fog.He wore a square scarf on his head, a scribe's green robe, and an ordinary steel knife hung around his waist, his eyes were calm and peaceful.
Where is she?
Xie Yi asked lightly.
The messenger's eyes were turning quickly: Who?
Biwan.Where?
Who are you!
Xie Yi slowly stepped across the puddle, where is she?
The messenger instinctively retreated and suddenly screamed: You are not a white man!He is a foreigner who came with the caravan!Go and die!
Two warriors squeezed past the messenger and rushed towards Xie Yi with the sound of wind.
Xie Yi stepped across the puddle, then raised his foot and stepped on the inside of a warrior's knee.
The warrior was twice as big as his, and his body was covered with black runes, like a running bison.
However, when he kicked, the warrior's strong body seemed to be swept by a sharp steel knife, his knees were fixed in place, and his upper body was suddenly bent.
With a click, the steel knife on Xie Yi's waist jumped out halfway.
He held the scabbard in his left hand and turned over the steel knife.
He moved calmly and grasped the timing very much. The warrior's huge body pressed down like a mountain, as if he was actively pounced on the cold blade.
The blade cut through the ghost warrior's throat and blood splattered out.
Another warrior opened his mouth and roared silently.
Xie Yi stared at the messenger, not even looking at the warrior.
He held the hilt of the knife in his right hand, drew the knife and handed it out, and sent it into the warrior's chest like a short sword, twisted his wrist and pulled it out.
The steel knife accurately penetrated the warrior's heart. His sharp ghost horns drew a long mark on the rock wall, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.
After fighting two powerful warriors in an instant, Xie Yi still looked calm.
Where is she?
He asked indifferently.
Kill him!Kill him!
The messenger screamed like crazy, and the warriors behind him flocked out.
Xie Yi's eyes slowly lit up. He leaned over slightly, holding the knife's right hand as steady as a rock, and then he walked forward and broke into the crowd like a whirlwind.
Qi Yuan stared at the mirror stiffly, and Cheng Zongyang's palm was covered in cold sweat.
He never expected that a person could have such a strong skill.
Faced with the influx of ghost warriors, Xie Yi did not give in at all. He attacked the strong with strong force, and used fast to fast.
His sword skills are like the steel knife that has been tempered in his hand, without any tricks, but every knife is used to maximize the power of the steel knife.
Xie Yi's sword skills are not tricky, but he can always find the weakest part of the enemy. He hits out like thunder, and every strike, a warrior splashes blood and falls to the ground.
There were fewer and fewer warriors blocking the corridor, and the messengers' eyes became more and more frightened.Suddenly he screamed, got into the crowd of slaves behind him, and fled back frantically.
With a tingling sound, the messenger's claws that were rising and falling suddenly paused, and were penetrated by a steel knife and nailed to the ground firmly.
Xie Yi looked at him quietly, his blue shirt was as clear as the sky was clear, without any blood.
Behind him, all the warriors and slaves were killed.
Blood flowed together, dyeing the puddles in the corridor red.
The messenger howled, his head suddenly changed, his eyes and nose shrank back, his mouth kissed suddenly, and he opened a long crocodile-like mouth and bit Xie Yi's neck.
Xie Yi clasped his palm into a fist, and punched the messenger's long mouth full of fangs and tilted it to the sky.
The messenger's sharp teeth collided in his mouth, making a chewy chew.
The messenger gasped, dark red blood flowing from his teeth.
Abominable foreigner!
The messenger howled: The great witch king will avenge us!
Xie Yi pulled the knife from his instep, then turned his wrist and cut off the messenger's calf.
Cursed foreigner!
The messenger's body tilted and he knelt down with a tragic roar.
The messenger's howl suddenly stopped, his mouth was stuffed by the steel knife, his mouth full of bloody sweetness and the cold and spicy taste of metal.
Xie Yi turned over the steel knife, knocked the messenger's entire row of shaking teeth with the back of the knife, and then said: Where is she?
The messenger was shaking all over, and he lost one of his legs, and the broken teeth in his mouth were mixed with blood.
You won't feel pain.At least not now.
Xie Yi took out a copper baht and patted it behind the messenger's neck.
The messenger's whole body trembled, the copper baht was embedded in the vertebrae, and his body seemed to be soaked in warm water, losing the sense of pain.
Where is she?
Xie Yi asked, picking up the messenger's palm, lifting his index finger, and peeling off the flesh on his fingers like peeling fruit.
His movements are very attentive and meticulous, just like engraving a work of art.
In the silence, there was only the rustling sound of the blade cutting through the bones.
The messenger widened his eyes and watched his fingers cut out white bones under the blade.
Suddenly he howled wildly, I don’t know!I have no idea!
Where is she?
Xie Yi put down the index finger of the messenger who had become a bone, then raised his middle finger and cut it down again.
No this name!
The messenger's long crocodile kiss flowed out of bloody foam, his eyes almost cracked, and he shouted: I have never heard of this name!No!Never!
Or you will remember it.
Xie Yi said calmly: She is from the Biling tribe.I left the Southern Wilderness a long time ago and came back about fifteen years ago.Take her daughter.
It's Binu!
The messenger hissed: Bi Lun of the Bi Ling tribe!She is dead!
Xie Yi's eyes twitched, how could he die?
She is the wizard of the Witch King!I died of illness a few years ago!
Where is her daughter?
I have no idea!I don't know she has a daughter!
Xie Yi stopped, where is her corpse?
No!No corpse!
Xie Yi stopped asking, he lifted the knife and cut off the messenger's neck with one knife.
The copper baht jumped out.
Xie Yi took the Tongzhu, wiped it carefully, put it in the shriveled purse, and then left.
A night pearl fell out of the messenger's headless body and rolled to Xie Yi's feet, but the man couldn't even look at it.
Cheng Zongyang was soaked in cold sweat.
He looked at Qi Yuan, who was also dissatisfied, and whispered: Didn’t you say he had been in the army?That guy was not here to be the Military Law Department, right?How could such a direct torture be a sergeant?
Witnessing the scene in the mirror, the little wine Qi Yuan drank had turned into cold sweats. He wiped his neck with difficulty and whispered: He is killing stars and descending to earth... My dear mother...
He shivered as he said that.
Cheng Zongyang exhaled: Fortunately, he is not an enemy.
Xie Yi was very secretive about his origin. Everyone guessed that Xie Yi's identity was not as simple as a down-and-out scholar. After seeing his methods, both of them couldn't help but feel chilled.
No one knew how he entered the underground palace and found the envoy from the Ghost King's Cave.
Fortunately, he and Guiwangdong are enemies but not friends, otherwise it would be terrible to have such an enemy.
No matter what Xie Yi's purpose is, at least he is an enemy of the Ghost Witch King.The enemy of the enemy is Mingyou-hope-hope!The law still applies in the Southern Desert.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Zongyang said: You learn tone very much like Old Man Zhu, what about that old guy?
Qi Yuan grinned: Old Man Zhu chewed a deer leg at the banquet, but the meat was not cooked and he had a stomachache again.
Cheng Zongyang put away Ling Feijing: I just saw it, except Brother Yun, don’t tell anyone.
Qi Yuan nodded and couldn't help but say: Who is the woman he is looking for?
Who knows.
Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that the Ghost Witch King would be lucky enough to not let him catch it.
The rain is still falling, but it has changed from a heavy rain to a drizzle.
The rocks washed by the rain were as white as jade, and shallow water accumulated in each slum.
Cheng Zongyang walked out of the bedroom, took a breath of fresh air from the mountains, stretched his limbs hard, and walked into the rain curtain with ease.
The Ghost King Dong and his group were buried in the underground palace, leaving them with the least dangerous enemy missing. The feeling of urgency that had been pressing on their hearts fell to the ground like a big rock, and Cheng Zongyang felt much more relaxed.
Already got up?
Ning Yu's broken armor had been removed, and he was wearing casual clothes and wiped her scimitar with a silk snail in front of the window.Hearing Cheng Zongyang's voice, she raised her head and smiled slightly stiffly.
Cheng Zongyang pressed the smile on the corner of her lips and whispered: You should smile a little more.If you have a cold face all day, you will easily get older.Are you better?
I don't know what medicine Miss Le used for me.
Ning Yu said: The injury has been healed.
Cheng Zongyang was stunned, right?
Where is Ah!
Le Mingzhu jumped out, and she was still biting the dried fish in her mouth, and said vaguely: I just took some pills for Sister Ning to stop vomiting blood, and it is still far from healing.Hello, what about those bad guys?
Don’t worry, Qi Yuan has already brought people to the entrance of the cave, and even a mouse can’t come out.
Ah！
Le Mingzhu exclaimed: If you seal the entrance of the cave, will the people below be dead?
how?Do you still want to keep a living?
Le Mingzhu said: There are many slaves below!
Cheng Zongyang hesitated for a moment, and he was also a slave to Ghost King Cave.
But they are innocent!no!Can't seal the hole!
What should I do?Are we guarding the entrance of the cave?
To Ah, guard at the entrance of the cave.They will come out if they are too hungry. Then we will catch and kill the bad guys one by one and rescue the slaves.
Cheng Zongyang could not convince this little girl who was full of justice, nor could he tell her that there were no living people in the underground palace.
It will be hard to wait for them to come out.
Ningyu said calmly beside him: If they eat slaves, they can hold on for a long time.
Le Mingzhu was shocked and even forgot to swallow the dried fish in her mouth.
Cheng Zongyang changed the topic and happened to find you if I had something to do.
He took out the iron box left by the messenger. Can you find out its toxicity?
Le Mingzhu was so angry that she was talking about the topic of cannibalism. She spit out the dried fish with a bitter face and took the iron box.
Cheng Zongyang pulled Ning Yu: You should have more contact with people.Brother Yun invited the Baiyi people in front of us, so let's go together.
Zong Yang,
Yun Cangfeng smiled and grabbed Cheng Zongyang's hand and said: Come here, see the new patriarch of the Baiyi clan!
Mrs. Xi changed into a plain dress, her eyes were red with tears and a sad face.She put on her clothes and bowed to Cheng Zongyang: My deceased husband died unfortunately. If it weren't for your help, my Baiyi clan...
Cheng Zongyang secretly praised this woman for changing her face faster than reading books. If she hadn't known her background, she would have taught her to hide it, thinking that she and her husband had a deep affection.
Cheng Zongyang said with a smile: Congratulations to the wife for taking over as the patriarch.Huh?
He sniffed and said in confusion: Where is the weird smell?
Mrs. Xi's sad face turned slightly red, and she quickly lowered her neck to cover it up.
Cheng Zongyang took Ningyu to sit down at the table, peeled an orange for her, and said: I remember that the orange only matured in September and October, but I didn’t expect it to exist now.
Mrs. Xi said softly: There are melons and fruits in the south of the desert all year round... Please use this citrus slowly.
Cheng Zongyang raised his elbow inadvertently and hit Mrs. Xi’s towering breasts.Mrs. Xiang was fading in beauty and showed a painful expression.
Cheng Zongyang handed the orange to Ningyu as if nothing had happened. If you don’t drink alcohol, eat some fruit.
Ningyu took the orange and his eyes wandered among the crowd.
Most of the meals were Baiyi people. Yun Cangfeng and Su Li sat in the guest room to accompany him, while Qi Yuan mingled among the crowd. He praised Baiyi's lake beads, which made the Baiyi people happy and took out the lake beads they wore for him to appreciate.
Yun Cangfeng smiled and said: Qi Yuan is so eloquent that even the Baiyi people fell in love with him at first sight.
Cheng Zongyang said: How much profit does Baiyi’s trade route have?
Yun Cangfeng made a gesture.
Cheng Zongyang was shocked, so many!
The Six Dynasties were luxurious. Last year, the emperor celebrated the Queen Mother's birthday and bought 100 hu of pearls at one time. All the lake beads on the market were collected.
Since the profit is so high, why are no other merchants taking this trade route?
Yun Cangfeng smiled and said: How can the Southern Wilderness be easy to leave?Besides,
He leaned over and whispered: Bai Yi is suspicious by nature. If he were not a regular guest, he might not even be able to come in the valley.
While speaking, Cheng Zongyang saw a familiar figure.
Old Man Zhu squatted in the corner with seven or eight plates beside him, and was having a lot of fun eating.
Old man, aren’t you having a stomachache?
Old Man Zhu took his sleeve and wiped his mouth happily: You can’t delay taking Ah even if you have a stomachache.Alas, I said Xiao Chengzi, when will I give Ah the money I owe me?I am very old and half-body is buried in the soil. You can't deceive me.
Cheng Zongyang sat down next to him, picked up a fruit and turned it in his hand, and said casually: What are your Shang Zhenyu doing in the Southern Wilderness?
Old Man Zhu hit him out loud and looked around quickly. When he saw that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said: Don’t talk nonsense!Please find out less about the old man.
Cheng Zongyang laughed: Look, I scared you.He is even more powerful than the Ghost Witch King?
That grandson of the Ghost Witch King?
Old Man Zhu looked disdainful. Look at when did I ever be afraid of him?My old man wants to kill him more than to pinch an ant to death.
Just blow it.When it comes to seeing the truth, you will just slip away quickly.Hello, Old Man Zhu, will you take us for a while?
No, no, no.
Old Man Zhu's head was shaking like a wave drum. He agreed to go to Baiyi, and I was still rushing back.
Otherwise, let Xiao Guizi and Xiao Huizi take you there.
When Cheng Zongyang thought of Wu Sangui and Qin Hui, he felt a little depressed.
It’s really reliable to say that they are fake, and they are just historical figures they know, how could a traitor and a terrified general in troubled times be collected by a wizard who fled to the Southern Wilderness?
Old Man Zhu gnawed the fruit core and said vaguely: I heard from Xiao Gangzi that you bumped into a birdman with wings on the top of the mountain two days ago?Where did it come from?
The Black Demon Sea delivered the letter.
Black Demon Sea?
Old Man Zhu laughed and said, "Who are you lying to me?"
Cheng Zongyang narrowed his eyes, do you know the Black Demon Sea?
It’s been a long story. There are not many people mentioned in the Black Demon Sea now. More than ten years ago, it was so majestic.Those guys are good at collecting yin and replenishing yang, opening a cauldron and refining elixirs, and using poisons. There are many differences from Le Yatou's Guangming Temple.As he stopped, he provoked the Six Dynasties's coach Yue, a good guy, who brought a group of people to the Black Demon Sea, from the head of the sect to the guardian, Qi Gen digs it clean.Where is there any messenger?puff!
Old Man Zhu spitted out the core of the fruit, wiped the clothes with both hands, then spread his hands, and said with a saliva: After saying so much, why is it worth a few silver coins, right?
If you don’t mention money, you will die?
Cheng Zongyang patted his butt, turned around and left.
Don't be anxious,
Old Man Zhu hurriedly grabbed him, where is the letter?
Cheng Zongyang turned around and said in surprise: Old Man Zhu, don’t tell me that you can read.
You don't know this, right?I have been to school.If I hadn't been in the ghost place in the Southern Wilderness, I, the scholar, would have won 17 or 18.
Cheng Zongyang's heart moved, he took out the secret bag from his backpack, took out the plain paper inside, and handed it to Old Man Zhu.
Old Man Zhu took it into his hand, turned it over and looked it over several times, and it turned out to be this Ah.
Which one is it?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Uncle, tell me?
Old Man Zhu pointed to the wordless letter that Wang Zhe left to Cheng Zongyang, and said in an old-fashioned manner: Don’t it all write on it?Look, this, and this...
Cheng Zongyang said angrily: That is the grid on paper!Find a word for me and I'll take a look!
Old Man Zhu kneaded the letter paper into a ball and threw it into Cheng Zongyang's hand, stop reading, stop reading.Let’s talk about money, Xiao Chengzi…
In a word,
Cheng Zongyang interrupted him and went to the Biling tribe. At the current price, he would settle all the money for you.Otherwise, we will part.I'll go to our Biling tribe, and you go back to your bear ear shop.Don’t worry if you owe you, we are all good people and will never be depressed. We will give it to you when we return to Xionger Shop.
How can that happen!
Old Man Zhu immediately started to shout, "I have to cross Panjiang when I go to the Biling tribe. If you are on the verge of death, who will I ask for money?"
Then there is nothing to do.
Cheng Zongyang said sympathetically: We have lost all our lives, how can we pay the bill?But as long as we can come back, it is guaranteed that a penny will be worth yours.Maybe we can give you more money after we get rich.If you are in a hurry to get the money, just go to the Biling tribe with us. You will definitely be indispensable if you have one gold baht a day.
Old Man Zhu rolled his eyes for a while and said angrily: Impotent Ah, Xiao Chengzi, you are bullying me like this.
Cheng Zongyang patted Old Man Zhu on the shoulder, "We have agreed to take another day tomorrow, and at most we will rush to the day after tomorrow."It only takes more than ten days to go back and forth, and you can't miss your affairs.
Cheng Zongyang leaned on the couch, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.Are there many people competing for?
Very many.The original patriarch had no children and was empty.Originally, everyone had nothing to say about Mrs. Xi, but Mrs. Xi was not sure where she went now.
Qi Yuan said frowningly: This matter has nothing to do with us, who made us bump into it?Brother Yun is also worried.
Cheng Zongyang said calmly: What are you worried about?Mrs. Xi has already agreed to be the leader of Bai Yi.And it is said that as long as the trade route is continuous, all the jewelry and jade will be sold to us at half price.
When Mrs. Xi left, her legs were so weak that she could only get up with the wall, but her expression was full of joy.
Cheng Zongyang used two condoms on her, and she also got what she wanted - she saved her life, and at the same time replaced her dead husband and became the patriarch of the Baiyi tribe.
In exchange, Mrs. Xi promised that the Baiyi people's trade routes would only be open to the Yun family and Baihu shopping malls, and agreed to sell all the gold and jade jewelry at half price.
Qi Yuan was so happy that he couldn't stop hearing this news.Baiyi's Lake Pearl has excellent sales in the inland and can monopolize trade, which is equivalent to picking a hen that can lay golden eggs.
The injury on Wu Dadao's back was fine, but he did not hurt his muscles and bones.The girl named Le said that it would be fine if she had two days of rest.
Qi Yuan talked about the current situation and said: Brother Yun wants to discuss with you when to leave.
Where are the people from Ghost King Cave?
Yi Biao guarded the entrance of the cave.Nothing has happened.
As he was talking, a beastly roar came from the next door, and then a clanging sound, the rock-made wall seemed to be shaken.
Qi Yuan smiled bitterly and whispered: What should I do if that guy?
He is talking about Yi Hu.
The taciturn man has now become a walking corpse.
After regaining his ability to move, he began to attack any object he saw, even his brother Yi Biao.
Everyone had to lock him with iron chains and imprison him in a stone house.
Everyone knows that Yi Hu is actually dead.Now he is just a corpse.But seeing Yi Biao's appearance, no one has the heart to propose the only solution.
Wu Erlang is even more straightforward. Whoever has died is still going to let him die again?
Before Yi Biao could speak, he drew his knife and slashed on the ground, shouting: Who dares to be so immoral? Be careful that the Second Master will kill him!
So everyone shut up.
No one expected that Wu Erlang would stand up for Yi Biao, but when he thought of his hatred for killing his brother, Cheng Zongyang understood.
Although this guy is rough, he doesn't hate it.
But he can't kill him, so it's even more impossible to take him away. Cheng Zongyang also felt a headache when he dealt with the Blood Tiger.
If it really doesn't work, just stay with the Baiyi people.
Cheng Zongyang said: Yi Biao wants to see him, just follow the caravan every year.
This is equivalent to letting a group of rabbits raise a tiger.But this matter should be a headache for Baiyi people.
What I'm afraid of is those guys.
Qi Yuandao: Those people in Ghost King Cave are still below.We're leaving, what should Yi Hu do?
If Ning Yu hadn't attacked the envoy, dozens of warriors from the Ghost King's Cave would have been enough to massacre them all.Now they retreated deep into the underground palace. With the strength of the caravan, it would be great if they could defend the entrance of the cave.
Brother Yun means, can we use stones to seal the hole and prevent them from coming out?
This is a feasible solution, but no one knows if there are any other exits below.If they escape, not only them, but also the Baiyi tribe will face a catastrophe.
Where are the people in Ghost King Hall hiding?
Qi Yuandao: Don’t Cheng, can you see that thing?
Cheng Zongyang slapped his head.Being entangled by Mrs. Xi, she actually forgot about this.
The gray mirror of the Lingfei Mirror flashed for a moment, and then it became dark, as if it was in a dark cave...
A dry palm spreads, and a green fluorescent light appears in the gaps between your fingers.
The messenger of Ghost King Cave stretched out his nose and sniffed left and right like a fox, and it took a long time to show a safe expression.
The warrior behind raised the torch, and the flames reflected the gray stone walls of the corridor and a series of puddles on the ground, followed by a vague figure.
The figure walked slowly, becoming clearer as if it appeared from the fog.He wore a square scarf on his head, a scribe's green robe, and an ordinary steel knife hung around his waist, his eyes were calm and peaceful.
Where is she?
Xie Yi asked lightly.
The messenger's eyes were turning quickly: Who?
Biwan.Where?
Who are you!
Xie Yi slowly stepped across the puddle, where is she?
The messenger instinctively retreated and suddenly screamed: You are not a white man!He is a foreigner who came with the caravan!Go and die!
Two warriors squeezed past the messenger and rushed towards Xie Yi with the sound of wind.
Xie Yi stepped across the puddle, then raised his foot and stepped on the inside of a warrior's knee.
The warrior was twice as big as his, and his body was covered with black runes, like a running bison.
However, when he kicked, the warrior's strong body seemed to be swept by a sharp steel knife, his knees were fixed in place, and his upper body was suddenly bent.
With a click, the steel knife on Xie Yi's waist jumped out halfway.
He held the scabbard in his left hand and turned over the steel knife.
He moved calmly and grasped the timing very much. The warrior's huge body pressed down like a mountain, as if he was actively pounced on the cold blade.
The blade cut through the ghost warrior's throat and blood splattered out.
Another warrior opened his mouth and roared silently.
Xie Yi stared at the messenger, not even looking at the warrior.
He held the hilt of the knife in his right hand, drew the knife and handed it out, and sent it into the warrior's chest like a short sword, twisted his wrist and pulled it out.
The steel knife accurately penetrated the warrior's heart. His sharp ghost horns drew a long mark on the rock wall, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.
After fighting two powerful warriors in an instant, Xie Yi still looked calm.
Where is she?
He asked indifferently.
Kill him!Kill him!
The messenger screamed like crazy, and the warriors behind him flocked out.
Xie Yi's eyes slowly lit up. He leaned over slightly, holding the knife's right hand as steady as a rock, and then he walked forward and broke into the crowd like a whirlwind.
Qi Yuan stared at the mirror stiffly, and Cheng Zongyang's palm was covered in cold sweat.
He never expected that a person could have such a strong skill.
Faced with the influx of ghost warriors, Xie Yi did not give in at all. He attacked the strong with strong force, and used fast to fast.
His sword skills are like the steel knife that has been tempered in his hand, without any tricks, but every knife is used to maximize the power of the steel knife.
Xie Yi's sword skills are not tricky, but he can always find the weakest part of the enemy. He hits out like thunder, and every strike, a warrior splashes blood and falls to the ground.
There were fewer and fewer warriors blocking the corridor, and the messengers' eyes became more and more frightened.Suddenly he screamed, got into the crowd of slaves behind him, and fled back frantically.
With a tingling sound, the messenger's claws that were rising and falling suddenly paused, and were penetrated by a steel knife and nailed to the ground firmly.
Xie Yi looked at him quietly, his blue shirt was as clear as the sky was clear, without any blood.
Behind him, all the warriors and slaves were killed.
Blood flowed together, dyeing the puddles in the corridor red.
The messenger howled, his head suddenly changed, his eyes and nose shrank back, his mouth kissed suddenly, and he opened a long crocodile-like mouth and bit Xie Yi's neck.
Xie Yi clasped his palm into a fist, and punched the messenger's long mouth full of fangs and tilted it to the sky.
The messenger's sharp teeth collided in his mouth, making a chewy chew.
The messenger gasped, dark red blood flowing from his teeth.
Abominable foreigner!
The messenger howled: The great witch king will avenge us!
Xie Yi pulled the knife from his instep, then turned his wrist and cut off the messenger's calf.
Cursed foreigner!
The messenger's body tilted and he knelt down with a tragic roar.
The messenger's howl suddenly stopped, his mouth was stuffed by the steel knife, his mouth full of bloody sweetness and the cold and spicy taste of metal.
Xie Yi turned over the steel knife, knocked the messenger's entire row of shaking teeth with the back of the knife, and then said: Where is she?
The messenger was shaking all over, and he lost one of his legs, and the broken teeth in his mouth were mixed with blood.
You won't feel pain.At least not now.
Xie Yi took out a copper baht and patted it behind the messenger's neck.
The messenger's whole body trembled, the copper baht was embedded in the vertebrae, and his body seemed to be soaked in warm water, losing the sense of pain.
Where is she?
Xie Yi asked, picking up the messenger's palm, lifting his index finger, and peeling off the flesh on his fingers like peeling fruit.
His movements are very attentive and meticulous, just like engraving a work of art.
In the silence, there was only the rustling sound of the blade cutting through the bones.
The messenger widened his eyes and watched his fingers cut out white bones under the blade.
Suddenly he howled wildly, I don’t know!I have no idea!
Where is she?
Xie Yi put down the index finger of the messenger who had become a bone, then raised his middle finger and cut it down again.
No this name!
The messenger's long crocodile kiss flowed out of bloody foam, his eyes almost cracked, and he shouted: I have never heard of this name!No!Never!
Or you will remember it.
Xie Yi said calmly: She is from the Biling tribe.I left the Southern Wilderness a long time ago and came back about fifteen years ago.Take her daughter.
It's Binu!
The messenger hissed: Bi Lun of the Bi Ling tribe!She is dead!
Xie Yi's eyes twitched, how could he die?
She is the wizard of the Witch King!I died of illness a few years ago!
Where is her daughter?
I have no idea!I don't know she has a daughter!
Xie Yi stopped, where is her corpse?
No!No corpse!
Xie Yi stopped asking, he lifted the knife and cut off the messenger's neck with one knife.
The copper baht jumped out.
Xie Yi took the Tongzhu, wiped it carefully, put it in the shriveled purse, and then left.
A night pearl fell out of the messenger's headless body and rolled to Xie Yi's feet, but the man couldn't even look at it.
Cheng Zongyang was soaked in cold sweat.
He looked at Qi Yuan, who was also dissatisfied, and whispered: Didn’t you say he had been in the army?That guy was not here to be the Military Law Department, right?How could such a direct torture be a sergeant?
Witnessing the scene in the mirror, the little wine Qi Yuan drank had turned into cold sweats. He wiped his neck with difficulty and whispered: He is killing stars and descending to earth... My dear mother...
He shivered as he said that.
Cheng Zongyang exhaled: Fortunately, he is not an enemy.
Xie Yi was very secretive about his origin. Everyone guessed that Xie Yi's identity was not as simple as a down-and-out scholar. After seeing his methods, both of them couldn't help but feel chilled.
No one knew how he entered the underground palace and found the envoy from the Ghost King's Cave.
Fortunately, he and Guiwangdong are enemies but not friends, otherwise it would be terrible to have such an enemy.
No matter what Xie Yi's purpose is, at least he is an enemy of the Ghost Witch King.The enemy of the enemy is Mingyou-hope-hope!The law still applies in the Southern Desert.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Zongyang said: You learn tone very much like Old Man Zhu, what about that old guy?
Qi Yuan grinned: Old Man Zhu chewed a deer leg at the banquet, but the meat was not cooked and he had a stomachache again.
Cheng Zongyang put away Ling Feijing: I just saw it, except Brother Yun, don’t tell anyone.
Qi Yuan nodded and couldn't help but say: Who is the woman he is looking for?
Who knows.
Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that the Ghost Witch King would be lucky enough to not let him catch it.
The rain is still falling, but it has changed from a heavy rain to a drizzle.
The rocks washed by the rain were as white as jade, and shallow water accumulated in each slum.
Cheng Zongyang walked out of the bedroom, took a breath of fresh air from the mountains, stretched his limbs hard, and walked into the rain curtain with ease.
The Ghost King Dong and his group were buried in the underground palace, leaving them with the least dangerous enemy missing. The feeling of urgency that had been pressing on their hearts fell to the ground like a big rock, and Cheng Zongyang felt much more relaxed.
Already got up?
Ning Yu's broken armor had been removed, and he was wearing casual clothes and wiped her scimitar with a silk snail in front of the window.Hearing Cheng Zongyang's voice, she raised her head and smiled slightly stiffly.
Cheng Zongyang pressed the smile on the corner of her lips and whispered: You should smile a little more.If you have a cold face all day, you will easily get older.Are you better?
I don't know what medicine Miss Le used for me.
Ning Yu said: The injury has been healed.
Cheng Zongyang was stunned, right?
Where is Ah!
Le Mingzhu jumped out, and she was still biting the dried fish in her mouth, and said vaguely: I just took some pills for Sister Ning to stop vomiting blood, and it is still far from healing.Hello, what about those bad guys?
Don’t worry, Qi Yuan has already brought people to the entrance of the cave, and even a mouse can’t come out.
Ah！
Le Mingzhu exclaimed: If you seal the entrance of the cave, will the people below be dead?
how?Do you still want to keep a living?
Le Mingzhu said: There are many slaves below!
Cheng Zongyang hesitated for a moment, and he was also a slave to Ghost King Cave.
But they are innocent!no!Can't seal the hole!
What should I do?Are we guarding the entrance of the cave?
To Ah, guard at the entrance of the cave.They will come out if they are too hungry. Then we will catch and kill the bad guys one by one and rescue the slaves.
Cheng Zongyang could not convince this little girl who was full of justice, nor could he tell her that there were no living people in the underground palace.
It will be hard to wait for them to come out.
Ningyu said calmly beside him: If they eat slaves, they can hold on for a long time.
Le Mingzhu was shocked and even forgot to swallow the dried fish in her mouth.
Cheng Zongyang changed the topic and happened to find you if I had something to do.
He took out the iron box left by the messenger. Can you find out its toxicity?
Le Mingzhu was so angry that she was talking about the topic of cannibalism. She spit out the dried fish with a bitter face and took the iron box.
Cheng Zongyang pulled Ning Yu: You should have more contact with people.Brother Yun invited the Baiyi people in front of us, so let's go together.
Zong Yang,
Yun Cangfeng smiled and grabbed Cheng Zongyang's hand and said: Come here, see the new patriarch of the Baiyi clan!
Mrs. Xi changed into a plain dress, her eyes were red with tears and a sad face.She put on her clothes and bowed to Cheng Zongyang: My deceased husband died unfortunately. If it weren't for your help, my Baiyi clan...
Cheng Zongyang secretly praised this woman for changing her face faster than reading books. If she hadn't known her background, she would have taught her to hide it, thinking that she and her husband had a deep affection.
Cheng Zongyang said with a smile: Congratulations to the wife for taking over as the patriarch.Huh?
He sniffed and said in confusion: Where is the weird smell?
Mrs. Xi's sad face turned slightly red, and she quickly lowered her neck to cover it up.
Cheng Zongyang took Ningyu to sit down at the table, peeled an orange for her, and said: I remember that the orange only matured in September and October, but I didn’t expect it to exist now.
Mrs. Xi said softly: There are melons and fruits in the south of the desert all year round... Please use this citrus slowly.
Cheng Zongyang raised his elbow inadvertently and hit Mrs. Xi’s towering breasts.Mrs. Xiang was fading in beauty and showed a painful expression.
Cheng Zongyang handed the orange to Ningyu as if nothing had happened. If you don’t drink alcohol, eat some fruit.
Ningyu took the orange and his eyes wandered among the crowd.
Most of the meals were Baiyi people. Yun Cangfeng and Su Li sat in the guest room to accompany him, while Qi Yuan mingled among the crowd. He praised Baiyi's lake beads, which made the Baiyi people happy and took out the lake beads they wore for him to appreciate.
Yun Cangfeng smiled and said: Qi Yuan is so eloquent that even the Baiyi people fell in love with him at first sight.
Cheng Zongyang said: How much profit does Baiyi’s trade route have?
Yun Cangfeng made a gesture.
Cheng Zongyang was shocked, so many!
The Six Dynasties were luxurious. Last year, the emperor celebrated the Queen Mother's birthday and bought 100 hu of pearls at one time. All the lake beads on the market were collected.
Since the profit is so high, why are no other merchants taking this trade route?
Yun Cangfeng smiled and said: How can the Southern Wilderness be easy to leave?Besides,
He leaned over and whispered: Bai Yi is suspicious by nature. If he were not a regular guest, he might not even be able to come in the valley.
While speaking, Cheng Zongyang saw a familiar figure.
Old Man Zhu squatted in the corner with seven or eight plates beside him, and was having a lot of fun eating.
Old man, aren’t you having a stomachache?
Old Man Zhu took his sleeve and wiped his mouth happily: You can’t delay taking Ah even if you have a stomachache.Alas, I said Xiao Chengzi, when will I give Ah the money I owe me?I am very old and half-body is buried in the soil. You can't deceive me.
Cheng Zongyang sat down next to him, picked up a fruit and turned it in his hand, and said casually: What are your Shang Zhenyu doing in the Southern Wilderness?
Old Man Zhu hit him out loud and looked around quickly. When he saw that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said: Don’t talk nonsense!Please find out less about the old man.
Cheng Zongyang laughed: Look, I scared you.He is even more powerful than the Ghost Witch King?
That grandson of the Ghost Witch King?
Old Man Zhu looked disdainful. Look at when did I ever be afraid of him?My old man wants to kill him more than to pinch an ant to death.
Just blow it.When it comes to seeing the truth, you will just slip away quickly.Hello, Old Man Zhu, will you take us for a while?
No, no, no.
Old Man Zhu's head was shaking like a wave drum. He agreed to go to Baiyi, and I was still rushing back.
Otherwise, let Xiao Guizi and Xiao Huizi take you there.
When Cheng Zongyang thought of Wu Sangui and Qin Hui, he felt a little depressed.
It’s really reliable to say that they are fake, and they are just historical figures they know, how could a traitor and a terrified general in troubled times be collected by a wizard who fled to the Southern Wilderness?
Old Man Zhu gnawed the fruit core and said vaguely: I heard from Xiao Gangzi that you bumped into a birdman with wings on the top of the mountain two days ago?Where did it come from?
The Black Demon Sea delivered the letter.
Black Demon Sea?
Old Man Zhu laughed and said, "Who are you lying to me?"
Cheng Zongyang narrowed his eyes, do you know the Black Demon Sea?
It’s been a long story. There are not many people mentioned in the Black Demon Sea now. More than ten years ago, it was so majestic.Those guys are good at collecting yin and replenishing yang, opening a cauldron and refining elixirs, and using poisons. There are many differences from Le Yatou's Guangming Temple.As he stopped, he provoked the Six Dynasties's coach Yue, a good guy, who brought a group of people to the Black Demon Sea, from the head of the sect to the guardian, Qi Gen digs it clean.Where is there any messenger?puff!
Old Man Zhu spitted out the core of the fruit, wiped the clothes with both hands, then spread his hands, and said with a saliva: After saying so much, why is it worth a few silver coins, right?
If you don’t mention money, you will die?
Cheng Zongyang patted his butt, turned around and left.
Don't be anxious,
Old Man Zhu hurriedly grabbed him, where is the letter?
Cheng Zongyang turned around and said in surprise: Old Man Zhu, don’t tell me that you can read.
You don't know this, right?I have been to school.If I hadn't been in the ghost place in the Southern Wilderness, I, the scholar, would have won 17 or 18.
Cheng Zongyang's heart moved, he took out the secret bag from his backpack, took out the plain paper inside, and handed it to Old Man Zhu.
Old Man Zhu took it into his hand, turned it over and looked it over several times, and it turned out to be this Ah.
Which one is it?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Uncle, tell me?
Old Man Zhu pointed to the wordless letter that Wang Zhe left to Cheng Zongyang, and said in an old-fashioned manner: Don’t it all write on it?Look, this, and this...
Cheng Zongyang said angrily: That is the grid on paper!Find a word for me and I'll take a look!
Old Man Zhu kneaded the letter paper into a ball and threw it into Cheng Zongyang's hand, stop reading, stop reading.Let’s talk about money, Xiao Chengzi…
In a word,
Cheng Zongyang interrupted him and went to the Biling tribe. At the current price, he would settle all the money for you.Otherwise, we will part.I'll go to our Biling tribe, and you go back to your bear ear shop.Don’t worry if you owe you, we are all good people and will never be depressed. We will give it to you when we return to Xionger Shop.
How can that happen!
Old Man Zhu immediately started to shout, "I have to cross Panjiang when I go to the Biling tribe. If you are on the verge of death, who will I ask for money?"
Then there is nothing to do.
Cheng Zongyang said sympathetically: We have lost all our lives, how can we pay the bill?But as long as we can come back, it is guaranteed that a penny will be worth yours.Maybe we can give you more money after we get rich.If you are in a hurry to get the money, just go to the Biling tribe with us. You will definitely be indispensable if you have one gold baht a day.
Old Man Zhu rolled his eyes for a while and said angrily: Impotent Ah, Xiao Chengzi, you are bullying me like this.
Cheng Zongyang patted Old Man Zhu on the shoulder, "We have agreed to take another day tomorrow, and at most we will rush to the day after tomorrow."It only takes more than ten days to go back and forth, and you can't miss your affairs.
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