Hearing Hu Biancao's words, Li Anmin gradually realized that things did not seem to be as simple as they seemed. After pondering for a moment, I figured out what was wrong with things.

After figuring out the key, Li Anmin's face became solemn, he rushed to Hu Biancao's side, and asked:

"General, I don't know what position Yue Hengtian holds?"

"Like Chengyue, a military marquis in the gray vulture army."

"A marquis of the Gray Vulture Army, can his hand reach the tent of the dignified Xuanque Army Golden Phoenix Army?"

Hu Biancao snorted coldly, his beard trembled, and Sen Ran said: "A military marquis's ability is limited, but he can't stop his father, a general, from covering the sky with one hand!" ”

Looking at Hu Biancao's expression, Li Anmin knew that the poison man was blinded by anger and lost his calmness.

He swallowed his saliva and continued: "I heard the general's words describe that General Yue Hanzhi is very fond of this son. If General Yue really has different intentions, he can arrange for his cronies to do this thing. And why put his only son at risk? ”

Hu Bian Herb is not a stupid person, but he has lost his mind in anger for a while. Hearing Li Anmin's words, there was a trace of clarity in Hu Biancao's eyes, and there was a little more doubt between his eyebrows.

Seeing Hu Biancao's expression, Li Anmin breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "According to my guess, there must be something hidden in this. Standing behind Yue Hengtian is definitely not his father Yue Hanzhi, there must be someone else! ”

Hu Biancao stretched out his hand and pinched the mustache, and muttered: "If Yue Heng is really used by others, then the thoughts of the people behind the plot are really extremely vicious. ”

Li Anmin nodded, and then said: "In this way, I'm afraid Song Qian'er is just a cover, and she may not be unable to provide any key information." The purpose of that mysterious person was to involve Yue Hengtian! ”

Hu Biancao squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, his little eyes widened, and he said in a deep voice: "No! It's not Yue Hengtian, it's Yue Hanzhi! ”

Immediately afterwards, Hu Biancao looked suddenly enlightened. Then I saw his eyes wide with anger, slapped his thigh and said angrily: "Not good! ”

Before the words fell, Li Anmin saw Hu Biancao's anxious face, turned around and drifted away in the direction where Shen Chengyue left.

Li Anmin also vaguely realized the seriousness of the matter, hurriedly stepped up his pace, and ran all the way behind Hu Biancao.

"I'm afraid something is going to happen."

Li Anmin muttered.

Soon, the two of them rushed to the camp where Yue Hengtian was being held.

I saw two burly men guarding outside the tent, and when I saw Hu Biancao and Li Anmin coming over anxiously, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Hu Biancao saw the two and knew that they were the private soldiers of the family arranged by Shen Yinan for Shen Chengyue, so he hurriedly asked:

"Where's your young master?"

"In the tent!"

Hearing this, without the slightest hesitation, Hu Biancao walked straight to the tent. As soon as he opened the tent door, Hu Biancao's body trembled involuntarily a few times.

Through the tent door, Li Anmin took a peek inside.

But at such a glance, Li Anmin was speechless by the scene in the tent.

Li Anmin saw Shen Chengyue and a family guard lying motionless on the ground. And Yue Hengtian had a dagger in his chest, and blood splattered all over the ground. After careful inspection, Li Anmin found that the end of the dagger was faintly engraved with the word "month".

"Damn it!"

Hu Biancao's face was hideous and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two cold words from his mouth. I saw a faint gray mist emanating from his body, and the air around him instantly froze.

Li Anmin once again felt the power of Hu Biancao.

The two guards guarding outside the tent knew that there must have been an accident in the tent, and they were worried about the safety of their little master, so they hurriedly rushed into the tent.

As soon as the two entered the camp, they saw Shen Chengyue, the young master of the Shen family, and another personal guard lying on the ground. In a blink of an eye, I saw Yue Hengtian with his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat at himself. What's even worse is that they know the dagger on Yue Hengtian's chest, and the word "moon" engraved on it is extremely conspicuous, and it belongs to the young master Shen Chengyue.

The two of them were stunned, and they both trembled. Cold sweat flowed from their heads, and they said to Hu Biancao with trembling mouths:

"This, this, what's going on."

These two guards were responsible for protecting Shen Chengyue's safety when he was a child. And Yue Hengtian grew up with Shen Chengyue, so the two guards were also very familiar with Yue Hengtian. At this moment, the only son of Yue Hanzhi, the general of the Gray Vulture Army, died in Shen Chengyue's tent, and Shen Chengyue's dagger was stuck in his chest.

The stakes are very high, the two of them are Shen Chengyue's personal guards, and they have been guarding both sides of the camp before, so I am afraid that they will not be able to escape from the relationship.

However, the two of them are also quite arrogant, so they will not kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. Although he was afraid of Hell Yama's methods in his heart, he also forcibly calmed himself down, and said to Hu Biancao in a calm voice: "General, the two of us have been guarding the camp around the tent, and we have never heard any fighting!" ”

Their voices trembled, their legs trembled, and cold sweat ran down their foreheads and cheeks, dripping to the ground.

Hu Biancao glanced at the two of them coldly, then sighed lightly, summoned left and right, and ordered: "Take Shen Chengyue down to heal." Imprison the fainted guard and the two of them. ”

The soldiers replied, and carried Shen Chengyue and escorted the other three down.

Then Hu Biancao walked to Yue Hengtian's side, stretched out his hand to soothe his round eyes, and then summoned the soldiers and ordered: "Spread the news of Yue Hengtian's death to General Yue." ”

Watching the soldiers who delivered the letter to Yue Hanzhi leave, Hu Biancao pondered for a moment, then walked to the front of the case and wrote the next letter of conviction.

Finally, he called a personal guard and ordered, "Give the letter to Shen Zhantu." ”

After the arrangement was completed, Hu Biancao stood in the camp tent with a dark complexity, standing in front of Yue Hengtian.

"His target is not Song Qian'er, not you, not Shen Chengyue, not Yue Hengtian, not even Yue Hanzhi."

Hu Biancao lamented and shouted angrily:

"His target is my Xuanque Army, my Han Dynasty!"

Li Anmin was silent, he understood the meaning of Hu Biancao's words. The mysterious people hidden in the Xuanque Army are too scheming and too deep.

first used his father-killing feud with Song Qian'er to attract Yue Hengtian.

No matter why Yue Hengtian wanted to kill Song Qian'er, the only son of the general of the Gray Vulture Army might not be able to avoid the fate of death.

Yue Hengtian died inexplicably under Shen Chengyue's dagger, no matter what the truth is, there will inevitably be a gap between the Yue family and the Shen family. The Shen family even had to endure Yue Hanzhi's monstrous anger.

And the Xuanque Army also has to take the risk of a change in the Gray Vulture Army.

The Xuanque Five Divisions have always been monolithic, but now they may be disintegrated from within.

Perhaps the assassination on the shepherd's slope was carefully arranged by the mysterious man, and now this interlocking conspiracy is his fate.

Li Anmin was shocked in his heart, he was afraid that he was being targeted by an extremely powerful person.

The night was late, and the camp was quiet. Hu Biancao just kept standing with his eyes closed.

What should come will always come, and what needs to be faced must always be faced.

So, Hu Biancao is waiting.

Suddenly, a faint flash of fire appeared on the wasteland a few miles away from the camp.

Hu Biancao opened his eyes and muttered, "It's coming." ”

Hearing this, Li Anmin hurriedly got up and looked out of the tent.

The torch has been emitting a faint glow, but soon, Li Anmin froze.

One, two.

A thousand, a thousand.

Li Anmin was shocked to find that tens of thousands of fires illuminated the entire world in an instant.

As far as the eye can see, the firelight surrounds it, forming a wall of fire around the perimeter of the Breeze Curve camp!

A furious roar filled the world.

The Vulture army has come to encamp!

The light wind that had just calmed down was awakened by the sudden arrival of the army. The whole song exploded in an instant, and the soldiers who were still well-trained in the Xuanque Army and were quickly awakened were lined up, fully armed and ready to defend against the enemy.

In the firelight in the sky, a thin old man with white hair walked out. In his hand he carried a large ghost-headed knife with a wide back. But it didn't match the shape of the blade, his back was a little rickety, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken.

With the appearance of the old man's figure, the roaring army of gray vultures instantly fell silent. Each of them clenched the blades in their hands, and stared at the black crow in front of them with sad and angry faces.

The old man lowered his head slightly, walked to the front of the formation, and thrust the ghost-headed broadsword into the ground, and suddenly the blood-red waves rolled, and the killing intent spread all over the sky.

Li Anmin looked at the old man's eyes and found that there was unstoppable ferocity and cruelty in his eyes. With the appearance of the old man, Li Anmin seemed to smell a trace of blood.

The old man raised his head slightly, looked at the phalanx gathered in front of him, and roared expressionlessly:

"The grass hasn't come out yet!"

The person who came was none other than the famous general of the Gray Vulture Army, the Hell Yama Yue Hanzhi!

Hu Biancao straightened his clothes and turned around slowly. He walked out of the tent step by step and walked in front of Yue Hanzhi.

The soldiers of the Black Crow Army bowed their heads lightly to Hu Biancao, consciously making way for the general.

Poison Hu Biancao looked at the army of gray vultures that had gathered together and was angry, and then his eyes fell on Yue Hanzhi's body, and said in a deep voice:

"Lao Yue, I still want to mourn! I am also very saddened by Ling Lang's death, but there are many strange things about this matter, don't be impulsive, give me some more time, I will definitely give you an explanation! ”

"Hahaha!"

Yue Hanzhi laughed sadly, and then roared angrily:

"Mourning, you call me mourning! I, Yue Hanzhi, have been born and died under this Xuanque banner for decades, and now my only son has died under Shen Chengyue's dagger. Hehe, you call me mourning! ”

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The faces of the gray vulture army were filled with endless killing intent, and they shouted the word "kill" in unison!

The sound of killing shook the sky, Yue Hanzhi withered and waved, and the army was silent.

General Yue stepped forward, stared at Hu Biancao fiercely, gritted his steel teeth and shouted:

"Hand over my son!"

Hu Biancao sighed and nodded slightly.

Yue Hanzhi raised the ghost head big knife in his hand, his eyes fell on the knife, staring at the blade that flashed with cold light, and then roared:

"Hand over Shen Chengyue too, I will let him exchange his life for his life!"

Then the Hell Yama held the knife across his chest and grinned grimly. He stared at Hu Biancao deadly, and said in a cold tone:

"If not, I'll let the whole breeze be buried with my son!"