Standing outside the military tent, Ouyang Gurong waved his wide sleeves towards the void, and suddenly a burst of blue light appeared in the void not far away.

This is exactly the signal indication of the interconnection between Ouyang Gurong and the four protectors.

The green dragon is cyan, and this long-lasting blue light is calling the green dragon to come to his life.

However, after a stick of incense, the figures of the two white-clothed Shengxue stood in place, but no one came out of the barracks.

Ouyang Gurong raised his eyes and looked at the cold barracks, the light and shadow of the setting sun stretched the shadow of the barracks, and it was the time for the soldiers to rest in the afternoon.

There were soldiers walking around in twos and threes, faintly releasing the content of their conversation.

"It's really unlucky, it's my turn to be on duty tonight, and I don't know how far those two enemy captives have been tortured today." First, a man took a sip and said angrily.

"I heard that before the two of them were captured, but what about the first-level martial artists, we can't offend lightly, in case one day they recover their strength......" Another male voice hurriedly picked up.

"Look at your cowardice, they have all been tortured to look like that, and they still want to restore their strength." At first the man replied with a sneer.

"Aren't I prepared, dare to steal the tiger talisman to come to our state to make a fortune, how can I do it if I don't have the ability." Another male voice argued.

"Phew, no matter how capable you are, it's not that you have been taken down by our Yuan Commander." First, the man replied coldly.

Hearing this, Cheng Huan's splashed ink pupils couldn't help but tighten.

The two men holding the tiger talisman are probably the green dragon and the white tiger.

But how could they be captured as enemy prisoners and tortured?

Thinking of this, Cheng Huan's fists couldn't help but clench.

Sensing Cheng Huan's strange appearance, Ouyang Gurong retracted his gaze and asked with concern, "Huan'er, but tired?" ”

"Rong, the commander of the state Taiguan is surnamed Yuan?" Cheng Huan just shook his head slightly, quietly stared ahead and asked softly.

Cheng Huan's always calm voice, but at this moment, there was a slight imperceptible tremor.

"When I left the capital ten years ago, I was still the head of Kang." Ouyang Gurong tightened his big hand around Cheng Huan's shoulder, and calmly replied.

Cheng Huan's ink-splashed pupils gradually became colder, and only then did he relay the conversation he had just heard.

In the past ten years, Yun Xuan has also planted his forces in the military camp stationed in the northern Xinjiang little by little.

When Ouyang Gurong heard this, a pair of narrow and sharp black eyes also flashed with a little cold light.

I didn't expect Yun Xuan to be so bold and dare to detain his people.

"Their voices are heading that way, let's go along and see what is going on." Cheng Huan looked at the blue light that was still floating in the void above his head, and the closed door of the barracks still had no movement to open.

The fiery sunset had jumped down the horizon, the light and shadow dimmed little by little, and the night slowly rose.

Thinking about the enemy captives who talked to the two soldiers, they were the green dragon and the white tiger.

In today's situation, it seems that it is impossible to enter openly.

She and Ouyang Gurong are bound to visit the military camp in Taiguan in this state at night.

The two white figures quietly disappeared into the night, Cheng Huan's little hand was tightly grasped by Ouyang Gurong, and the two of them swept into the void.

The two male voices that had just been talking jumped into Cheng Huan's ears again.

Cheng Huan didn't even need to make an effort to listen, he had already lightly collected the conversation between the two.

"You said that this Commander Yuan has also come to our state Taiguan for three years, and it is okay if he doesn't marry, and he hasn't even seen a military prostitute call him." It was the man who spoke.

"Isn't it ...... Commander Yuan has some special fetishes, but I often see him followed by a handsome little soldier. The man continued.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense, but if the commander hears it, he will be punished." The other man, apparently not very bold, immediately stopped the man from talking.

As soon as he saw his companion's timid look, the man burst out laughing.

The sound of laughter filled the silent barracks, and it looked very eerie.

Cheng Huan didn't say much, pulled Ouyang Gurong and followed the two men.

After a few moments, the two men suddenly stopped talking and became respectful.

"See the Commander!" The two men bowed respectfully.

"These two are important enemy captives, you two have to cheer up and show them to me!" A majestic male voice rang out.

Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong leaned over slightly, and saw a man in his thirties, standing in front of an iron door, and said majestically.

Through the dim light and shadow in front of the barracks, Cheng Huan saw that the man was dressed in a golden uniform, and his face had traces of being eroded by the cold, wind and frost.

It was indeed a man who was marching and fighting, but for some reason, Cheng Huan saw the black aura that escaped from his body slightly.

The jet-black sheen seemed to be a breath of death brought from the underground grave forest.

At this time, Ouyang Gurong also sensed a strange aura on the man who was called Commander Yuan.

After a while, Yuan Commander turned around and walked towards the other side of the slope.

After the commander walked away, the two soldiers did not dare to relax, and immediately stood up quietly on the left and right.

Ouyang Gurong's figure jumped, and he suddenly appeared in front of the two soldiers.

"You ......" The soldier who talked a lot at the beginning immediately took a step forward with a spear and tried to stop Ouyang Gurong.

However, before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Gurong waved his sleeves and his limbs were limp to the ground.

Immediately after that, without waiting for another man to speak, Ouyang Gurong flicked again, and the other soldier also collapsed to the ground weakly.

Cheng Huan also showed his figure from the dark corner, and quietly swept to Ouyang Gurong's side.

Ouyang Gurong had a ball of light in his hand, only to feel a huge vibration, and the iron gate in front of the two of them had also fallen to the ground.

Cheng Huan's hands were also magnificent, blocking the entire space so airtight that not even a trace of wind could be transmitted.

However, what the two did not expect was that behind the iron door that was shaken open, there was another mystery.

A wall of jet-black light blocked two different spaces.

Ouyang Gurong was eager to save people, and before he had time to think about it, the big hand in his wide sleeve suddenly formed two more balls of light, and attacked straight towards the black wall of light.

At that moment, the ball of light in Ouyang Gurong's hand actually lost its effect, and it completely disappeared into the wall of light.

Seeing this, Cheng Huan was also shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to have such a powerful spell.

Ouyang Gurong did not pause, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, there were two balls of light in his big hands that were larger than before.

"Allow, and slowly." Cheng Huan spoke up at this time, blocking Ouyang Gurong's movements.

At the same time that Ouyang Gurong's previous two balls of light were emitted, Cheng Huan heard two imperceptible low roars with his extraordinary ear power.

Those two voices are the voices of the green dragon and the white tiger that Cheng Huan is familiar with.

For a while, there was no time to think about it, Cheng Huan fixed the defensive barrier on the periphery, and immediately took out the immeasurable sword.

However, Cheng Huan did not slash indiscriminately, but carefully cut from the corner of the light wall.

The tip of the Infinite Sword really lived up to its name, and wherever the tip of the sword went, the wall of black light suddenly revealed a small piece of cold aura.

Obviously, the Infinite Sword could cut through this wall of light that had cast a heavy spell.

Fine threads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, but Cheng Huan's pair of ink-splashed pupils did not deflect in the slightest.

Still carefully cutting the corners of the wall of light, Cheng Huan tried his best to use the tip of the sword to cut through the wall of light slightly, so as to avoid the sword qi of the long sword from hurting the people imprisoned in the wall of light.