Fifty miles outside the royal capital, there is a camp of 30,000 blue wolves.

"Born to be a hegemon?"

In the dark secret room, a dark shadow was sitting on a large leather chair, and there was a faint smell of blood in the secret room.

The black shadow was obviously a little stunned when he heard these four words, "Zhao He, you can describe that person's appearance again." ”

"Yes! The man was wearing a gray-gold robe, very mysterious, wearing a horn mask, and his power was infinite, and my personal guard Tong Yu went to assassinate him, obviously he had succeeded, but suddenly he seemed to have been robbed of his spirit, and the whole person was directly stabbed to death by a broken branch. ”

"It's Yinji..."

The dark shadow quickly spat out three words, his fingers tapping back and forth on the table.

He was thinking about what it was to be born with a hegemon.

There are no candles here, everything is hidden in the dark, and time has lost its meaning.

After a while, the door opened, and a dark figure entered.

I can vaguely tell that this is a woman with a bewitching figure and wearing a hat.

The black shadow sitting on the leather chair asked, "Around noon today, where is that Xia Ji?"

The woman's cold voice responded: "I have been drinking and having fun on the Easy Painting Boat, and Xue Qianrou recruited a good song and dance troupe for him through the previous relationship with the Oiran, so he sings and dances every day, and he is very happy." ”

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Shadow fingers tapped on the tabletop.

After a long time, he waved his hand, and Zhao He hurriedly bowed his head and retreated.

Only the shadow and the bewitching woman were left in the house.

Only then did the black shadow speak: "Si Chen, don't you people from the Ghost Mountain Villa want to take revenge? I brought you here and helped you suppress your identity... How much do you control the underground assassin world in this royal capital?"

"Twenty percent. ”

"It's been so long, it's only two percent??"

"The underground world of the royal capital is very strange, and I suspect that the Red Mansion has become an empty shell... You know, there are three uncrowned kings in the deepest part of the underground world, the Heavenly Son of Yama, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and the Ghost Lord.

The lower world is home to Ghost Village and Nobody.

There are five major Assassin forces in the Upper World.

Now, with the fall of one of the Three Emperors and the almost annihilation of one of the five major Assassin forces, the balance of the Assassin world has been upset, and great turmoil is taking place.

So, I'm not surprised at all that there is a problem with the Red Mansion.

It's just weird to me... We've been investigating for so long, but we can't find anything, and every assassin who crosses the line will die, but this has made me understand a little. ”

"Oh, which point?"

"Our opponent is nobody, and... Yama is also there. ”

The two fell silent for a moment.

"Is there a way?"

"Nope. The bewitching woman shook her head, "Yama is here, we can control two percent, it's already the limit." Even our conversations now could be monitored. ”

"Don't worry, this is not the royal capital, but my wolf cavalry battalion... As long as I can draw out Yama, I will gather the soul of the army and strike with all my strength, and he will surely be destroyed. ”

"I don't know who Yama is, how can I lead it?"

"At least, he's standing behind the queen siblings, and that's enough, isn't it?"

"Soyanagi... Although we have joined the Holy Order, I would like to advise you that Yama and Yin Si are not objects that can be underestimated. ”

Da Da...

The sound of finger tapping.

"Yin Si, what is it? They should know that I am the one not to be underestimated. ”

An arrogant and smug voice rang out in the secret room.

However, the dark shadow spoke arrogantly, with a calm expression, and wrote a few lines on the paper, which was a table.

Horizontal column: Yama, Bull Head, Horse Face, Demon Monk, Black Rope Rakshasa , Meng Po, Xia Ji

Columns: time, place, event

The piece of paper was casually skimmed out by the black shadow and fell into the hands of the bewitching woman.

The two looked at each other.

The female "ghost" named Si Chen understood what this person meant, and this matter could be investigated clearly for her.

Many times, human performance may lie, but the data does not falsify.

The shadow pointed to the wall.

The enchanting woman understands that this is a kind of precaution, which means "the wall has ears".

Prevention is not necessarily to know to take precautions, but not to know whether you know or not, so also to take precautions.

...

Xia Ji sat in a small pavilion twenty miles away, drinking a pot of wine. At this time, he was wearing the mask of Yama.

Twenty miles is exactly the distance he can bully people.

Unless the other party also has a Mythical Realm powerhouse, then they can perceive his existence.

Just perceive, and then neither of them can detect the other.

The scope of divine consciousness is beyond the boundary, the legend is more than ten miles, and the myth is dozens of miles.

The conversation in the secret room had long been locked by him.

The blue wolf cavalry battalion was the object of his investigation.

"Xiangliu, the snake has nine heads, eats countless people, and everywhere it goes, it becomes a country. Is this talking about Luo Guhan?

The so-called candle dragon opens its eyes for day and closes its eyes for night, so... The identity of Tang Zhu and Tang Candle will be so unpredictable...

So, what does this Xiangliu mean? Or is it just a simple nickname?"

Xia Ji didn't think too much about it, he first directly used his true qi to force out the wine on his body.

Then the figure flickered, and quickly disappeared in place,

As soon as night falls, he becomes a non-existent person.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

on the trail.

A voluptuous ghost is on its way.

In the night, step into the wind, and walk with the wind.

There is no sound at every step, and every step is in harmony with the surrounding environment, like a chameleon, and there will never be any sense of disobedience with the surrounding background.

And if there is someone behind her, then because of the direction of the wind, she can smell the breath instantly.

After a while.

Xia Ji came behind the ghost, followed for a while, and directly moved a ground eye that was originally inserted in the Tang Gate back here, and directly threw it at the ghost named "Si Chen".

Then, he quietly left again.

The ghost had no sense at all, and she had no idea that the King of the Assassin World had stopped behind her for a short time.

Xia Ji didn't feel it at all, to him doing this kind of thing, it was like an adult bullying a child.

This is the complete crushing of the Assassin world.

You can do your best, but you can't guard against me.

The first thing is done.

He started doing the second thing at a rapid pace.

That is to further confirm that Luo Guhan's identity is Xiangliu.

This point is very simple to confirm, just go back now and see if Luo Guhan is in the royal capital.

According to Xia Ji's thoughts, it should not be there, if it is not there, then it can basically be proven.

Since he has been fighting with the candle dragon for a long time, he has paid some special attention to this kind of person with the nickname of Ancestral Witch.

The royal capital had long been closed at night, the city gates were sealed, and on the city walls, there were soldiers on duty at intervals, and the brazier was shining warmly, like a red snake circling in a square.

The night ban can stop the ghost, but it can't stop Xia Ji.

A moment later, Yama Luo appeared outside Luo Guhan's mansion.

After thinking about it, he didn't go straight in.

The gods are treacherous, since the candle dragon has blue eyes and demon bells, then the ghost knows what Xiangliu has.

As for the jade bone sand table, he has already checked it, Luo Guhan didn't lie to her, there are indeed seven-sided chessboards in the world, which are treasures for those who practice the way of war.

Standing in the shadows outside Luo Guhan's mansion, he was extremely familiar with all the structures in this mansion.

Mind let go...

The sound of all the people in Luofu talking, footsteps, and even breathing all entered Xia Ji's mind.

And in the study room deep in the mansion, there is a person reading.

The voice was calm and quiet.

"Soldiers, treacherous ways, so can but show that they can't, use and show not to use, near and show far, far and show near, profit and temptation, chaos and take ......"

The voice Xia Ji is very familiar.

It was Luo Guhan.

In other words...

The man known as Xiangliu is not Luo Guhan!?