Under the dense night, the gluttonous base is lit with fire.

Shine a different kind of life above the dark earth.

After Huang Xin withdrew from the camp, the sentry posts in all directions of the old ghost's tent slowly retreated.

The old ghost's habits, when he does things, he can't stand the slightest interference.

Whoever interferes, dies.

No one in the gluttonous base can commit the taboo of the old ghost.

The more wicked the person, the more thoroughly they are afraid of the wicked.

Because he knew how unbearable and ruthless their methods were.

After the guards retreated, the tent became more and more secluded.

In the tent, an old ghost dressed in black and with a sturdy figure trembled in front of a young man.

Half an hour earlier, the boy had suddenly appeared in front of him without the slightest alarm, and had killed all his personal guards with a sword.

Then he said he wanted to have a good chat with him.

On top of the weird domineering black sword, the kind of cold made him feel terrified.

In the tent, Zhao Zheng sat at the desk opposite the old ghost and looked at him lightly.

The old ghost didn't dare to move, he was more sure than Zhao Zheng, and his speed was definitely not as fast as the sword in Zhao Zheng's hand.

The black sword in the hands of the person in front of him was as silent as an abyss, which was even more terrifying than the boast on TV before the cataclysm.

"Gluttony"

Zhao Zheng's voice was disdainful.

"It's all outsider's nonsense, you and I just need to be a little puppy. ”

The old ghost is more like a pug than Huang Xin at this time.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the old ghost coldly, and the old ghost's mouth immediately closed.

"There are people in the southwest, hairy, wearing pigs on their heads, greedy as wolves, so that they can accumulate wealth for themselves, and do not eat the valley of people. ”

"Gluttony is also an ancient beast, how can a groveling person like you deserve it"

Zhao Zheng's voice was very soft, but it made the old ghost shudder.

"You're right!"

"What do you want, my lord?"

The old ghost asked cautiously.

Zhao Zheng gently stroked Mo Yuan on the desk, and seemed to say inadvertently:

"Today, the food you robbed was given by my master, and no one dared to rob the things that my master gave, not even my Great Qin King. ”

"How do you say that a person like you has the courage to rob?"

The chill in Zhao Zheng's mouth was overflowing.

His killing intent was not concealed at all.

In an instant, the whole tent was filled with biting cold.

The old ghost immediately bowed his head and said:

"Tomorrow morning, I'll send it back at once. ”

Zhao Zheng looked at the old ghost quietly, and then casually said another thing.

"The seeds I was going to take yesterday were snatched away by your gluttony. ”

"Send it back, send it all back. ”

The old ghost had a stiff smile on his face.

Zhao Zheng gently pulled out the Moyuan sword behind him and flicked the sword body.

The sound of Zheng Zheng is awe-inspiring.

It's like the night is shaking under the sword.

"Snatched my stuff, send it back and it's over"

Zhao Zheng's voice was very soft, with a maturity that did not belong to his age.

"I'll give you back everything in double. ”

The old ghost is going to kneel.

He was afraid and undisguised, he wanted to live, and he didn't want to suffer.

Seeing that Zhao Zheng was speechless, the old ghost immediately changed his words again:

"Now, immediately, I'll let them send you away. ”

"No hurry!"

Zhao Zheng waved his hand lightly, not at all in a hurry.

"I've had a long time, and I'm going to settle accounts with you slowly. ”

Zhao Zheng's voice was very indifferent, without a trace of fear of sneaking into the base alone to take hostages.

The old ghost panicked even more.

The old ghost is the wicked of the wicked, and he knows better than anyone how to bring a person to his knees.

Even if the person in front of him only knows half of his knowledge, it is enough to make people live worse than die several times.

Sometimes death is liberation.

In the big tent, there was silence.

Zhao Zheng gently rubbed Mo Yuan in his hand.

And the old ghost, Zhao Zheng didn't speak, he didn't dare to speak at all.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Wang Wuyi was in the quilt, quietly listening to this conversation.

Daqin

Isn't that what the man in white said that day?

Wang Wuyi felt a glimmer of hope in her heart, and she struggled.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The voice rang out through the red quilt.

"Who's in it?"

Zhao Zheng's action of stroking the long sword stopped.

Endless killing machines are like set fire to hay.

The old ghost knelt down directly, and he shook his head suddenly.

He really didn't know.

Where could he remember every slave name

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he froze for a while, and then the Mo Yuan in his hand moved, and a black light flashed.

The red quilt was torn apart by a sword.

Cotton wool flutters all over the sky.

Wang Wuyi, who is not wearing a strand of hair, is tied in an extremely stylish manner, her skin is like congealed fat, and her hair is like a willow.

Zhao Zheng's eyes were indifferent, and he just frowned slightly.

The next moment, he gently picked open the cotton wool in Wang Wuyi's mouth with a sword.

Wang Wuyi looked at the young man in front of him.

The same power, the same costume.

"You are a person from Daqin"

"Xianqin"

Zhao Zheng's indifferent eyes seemed to ripple a little, as if he had heard something interesting.

He looked down at the woman.

"Wang Wuyi"

"I am. ”

As soon as Wang Wuyi's words came out, an ink-colored sword light flashed in the void.

A deep sword mark left on her face, and a trace of blood ran down her cheek.

A scream rang out in the old ghost's tent.

The guards in the entire base heard the sound even farther away.

Wang Wuyi's hands trembled and covered his face and said, "For...... Why"

Zhao Zheng submerged the long sword into the scabbard, changed it to his left hand, and said softly:

"Some people say that my master has moved the idea of taking you as an apprentice. ”

"But you refused. ”

"Maybe my master just made a temporary suggestion and mentioned it casually. ”

"However, no one can refuse my master, if there is, the master has something, and the disciple will obey it. ”

Zhao Zheng didn't feel how ruthless this sword was.

The Sengoku had the rules of the Sengoku period.

If he commits the following crimes, he shall be punished.

The elders give it, but they dare not say it, and the king gives it, and accept it.

The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, not to mention the others.

There is always a price to pay for not following the rules.

"Do you want my help?"

The old ghost laughed cruelly on the side, and he added with a wicked smile:

"I have at least a thousand ways to make her worse than dead. ”

The long sword in Zhao Zheng's hand went from his left hand to his right hand in an instant, and the sword body slapped the old ghost's face fiercely, deforming the old ghost's face.

The old ghost was overturned.

But he didn't dare to make a sound, he just covered his deformed cheek with one hand.

"I can bully the person that my master has a crush on, but what are you?"

Zhao Zheng looked at the person in front of him coldly, in his eyes, even the barbarians outside the Saiwai looked more pleasing to the eye than the thief eyebrows and rat eyes of the person in front of him.

"You're not as good as her!"

Zhao Zheng held a long sword and looked at Wang Wuyi lightly.

"If she dies like this, the world will think that my master has no vision. ”

"So, she needs to become a human being to prove that my master is not wrong. ”

"She"

The old ghost was stunned, what kind of logic is this

"What if I don't"

Wang Wuyi covered her face and looked at Zhao Zheng coldly.

Zhao Zheng smiled.

"What's your name?"

"Old ghost!"

"Aren't you going to try your tricks?"

Wang Wuyi's whole blood seemed to condense in an instant.

"No, no, no! I promise you, I promise you. ”

Zhao Zheng glanced at her coldly and said:

"Now, shut up!"

Wang Wuyi shut up instantly.

Then Zhao Zheng's gaze turned back to the old ghost.

Now, let's move on to our topic. ”

"What are you going to do?"

The old ghost's original smiling face instantly stiffened.

All of a sudden, the whole tent seemed to be cold.