Song Hai is called the one-armed Douluo, naturally because he only has one arm, and this arm is very powerful, comparable to the two hands of ordinary people, so he has the title of Douluo.

I have to say that his reaction speed was extremely fast, almost a slight feeling, that is, he encouraged the true qi of his whole body to explode, his clothes were all agitated by themselves, and his hair was all distinct, but in the next moment, he died down.

Song Hai's face turned red, and all his true qi was held to the extreme, but there was no way to burst out, as if someone had blocked the leakage, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

It's almost like a prelude to a self-explosion, and it's stuck in this time period.

He looked at the two figures that slowly appeared in the tent, and what shocked him was that a man and a woman were very young, not a performance, but the kind of youth that came out of their bones, which proved that these were definitely two heavenly demons.

Such a person, such a hidden whereabouts mysteriously appeared in the northern Xinjiang military camp, and he almost wrote a few words on his face that the comer was not good, Song Hai smiled bitterly in his heart, such a demon, it can only be cultivated by the imperial court, it seems that they really can't sit still, and they really start to free up their hands to clean up the mess in northern Xinjiang.

I just don't know where the final battle will go, and can I wait until that time?

Song Hai was already in the heart of death at this time.

Because he knew that the behavior of Northern Xinjiang would definitely not be tolerated by the imperial court.

Ning Qingqiu didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of the handsome young man in front of him, except for the slight whiteness of his sideburns, he really looked no different from a person in his twenties, his eyes were resolute and imposing, and he looked very soldier-like, she sighed in her heart, how could such a person be a rebel, or a murderous executioner, I heard that it was he who gave the order to kill all the people of the Wuyue Alliance.

It's really cold and ruthless.

Worthy of his reputation.

The only flaw is the one-armed, although he himself has seen it and doesn't care about this broken arm, but it's a pity in the end.

Ning Qingqiu could conclude that if it weren't for the congenital deficiency caused by the disability of his body, he would definitely be able to get a glimpse of the mystery of transforming into a god, although it would take a lot of time, but it would not be that his body would go downhill in his prime, and even his vitality would be faintly dim.

Song Hai asked in a deep voice: "Are you from the imperial court? Which one's Black and White Academy Palace, or is it the Ethereal Sword Palace, or are you too virtual to participate in the war?"

He was all under control, and the other people in the barracks were no match for the two young male and female monks in front of him, so instead of yelling at what useless work, it was better to see what they were trying to do.

At least, the two people in front of him don't want to kill him for the time being, of course, if they can't achieve their goals, then they will definitely not show mercy to his subordinates.

Those who kill people will always kill them, and Song Hai never thought that he would not die.

Ning Qingqiu smiled slightly: "You don't care where we came from, we only have a few questions to ask the one-armed general to answer, and after that, we will uncover this stubble, and we will not kill you." ”

Song Hai raised his eyebrows and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

He has a scale in his heart, and if he doesn't answer, how to answer, he still has to see what the problem is.

The hand behind his back had already silently crushed the letter into powder.

Of course, Ning Qingqiu and Mingyuan knew about his small actions, but they just didn't see one eye and closed one eye, if they really tore some window paper, presumably there was only one way that someone like Song Hai would choose - the jade was burned.

Compared with letters, human words are more reliable.

Ning Qingqiu was sure and let him tell the truth.

Mingyuan dragged over two chairs, and the three of them sat down almost facing each other, he looked at Song Hai and said in a deep voice: "Three questions." ”

"First, why did the king of Northern Xinjiang rebel?"

"Second, the latest developments in the Black and White Academy. ”

"The third ...... Why did you destroy the Wuyue Alliance? Don't tell me that it was the grudge that the king of Northern Xinjiang had when he was young, it could only be used to deceive others. ”

Can't fool him.

Song Hai's gaze became extremely deep.

He looked at Ming Yuan for a long time, smiled slightly, and looked very personable: "It turned out to be the tall feet of the Black and White Academy, Your Excellency is really a good demeanor." ”

After a moment, he smiled bitterly: "These questions are really to the point, I really don't know how to answer them." ”

To be honest, if Ming Yuan asked them about the next march plan, about the movement of the imperial court, or something, Song Hai would definitely not say, but if he didn't answer these three questions, it would be an answer.

Song Hai pondered for a moment and answered a few questions concisely.

"The king of Northern Xinjiang had to rebel. ”

"The Black and White Academy Palace poured out, half of it went to the world to make up for the space cracks, and the other half fought with the army of the imperial court with our northern Xinjiang monks at the Dadu port of the Sichuan River, and the time was set for three days later. ”

"As for the Five Peaks Alliance...... The foundation of the Wuyue Mountains has decayed, and when a new era comes, this place will inevitably be destroyed, but it is only a matter of time sooner or later, and I am just complying with the destiny of heaven. ”

Mingyuan was silent for a moment, and smiled coldly: "It's just an excuse, to get to the bottom of it, it's just your selfishness." ”

Song Hai bowed his head, unashamed: "Maybe." We don't deny this, everyone has selfishness, just to see if they have the strength to realize their ambitions at the right time. ”

Ning Qingqiu saw Mingyuan's fists clenched, knowing that he was very dissatisfied with Song Hai's answer, but she still felt that she should be able to leave if she got what she wanted, as for whether this Song Hai killed or not, it didn't matter, because he didn't have much to live.

As for answering their questions so cooperatively, first of all, he answered skillfully, which was originally a bit evasive, and secondly, he knew his physical condition very well, since he couldn't live, he was naturally not afraid of death, and he cherished his life so much, it could only be for some plans of the king of the northern frontier that he assisted.

Then, keeping his life is obviously the choice to maximize value.

The two of them exited the tent, and Song Hai sat silently in the chair, pinching the armrests with great force, and finally turned his hands into pieces and fell to the ground.

For a long time, he smiled slightly bitterly, tilted his head, and his eyebrows were deeply notched.

In such a big world, a slight mistake is to fall into the abyss and never recover, but unfortunately, there is no way to stop in Northern Xinjiang.

At this point, we can only do everything we can and fight against the water.

If you don't succeed, you'll be benevolent.

......

"Are we going to rush to that Sichuan River crossing now, didn't Song Hai say that the Black and White Academy would participate in the war there?"

Ning Qingqiu gave the choice to Mingyuan.

He looked at the tent where Song Hai was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "No, we won't go anywhere, just stare at him." There must be a big secret in this person. ”