The roar of the beast just now came out of the lynx hair, before everyone was trapped in the valley, Wang Junlin considered that the difference in strength between the two sides was huge, especially the attack method of arrow rain, Mao Mao would definitely die if he encountered it, so he sent Mao Mao out and let him go to the nearby mountains and forests.

Although it was night, and in the mountains and forests, the blood-maned horse was still walking on the ground, a man and a horse ran more than a mile in one breath along with the sound of the previous hair, and threw the cow into the da, at a certain moment Wang Junlin's pupils suddenly shrank, and at the same time the blood-maned horse neighed, stopped suddenly, and raised its front hooves high.

A figure appeared out of thin air in front of them, like a ghost, and with the eyes and ears of King's Landing and the Bloodmaned Horse, they couldn't even see how this figure appeared.

"The blood-maned horse is a demon horse in the legends of the Western Regions, it is really extraordinary, but no one has ever been able to surrender, Qin Anhou can surrender this horse, it is really not an ordinary person." The black shadow looked at a man and a horse, and suddenly said, his voice hoarse, but it had a special charm, which felt strange in the ears of Wang Junlin.

Wang Junlin couldn't see this person's face clearly, and he couldn't even see whether the person's lips were open when he spoke, but from the voice, he could hear that this person was very old, and from the figure, he was very thin, and the most important thing was that he couldn't feel the slightest breath of a living person from this person, which made people feel a little frightened inexplicably. Wang Jun stared at the figure, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency?" Where is the Lower Lynx now? ”

The figure said: "In Shimoda Xiangzi, it is the contemporary Mo family giant......"

Before this person could finish speaking, Wang Junlin suddenly unsheathed the dragon sparrow knife and bounced up from the back of the blood-maned horse, and the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique slashed like a thunderbolt, slashing towards the figure with all his might.

With a stabbing sound, the figure was cut in half by the dragon sparrow knife, but there was not a trace of blood or internal organs flowing out, only a piece of material was scooped out of it and fell to the ground.

Wang Junlin did not rush to touch the object, but searched the surrounding dense forest as fast as he could, and did not see any expected figures.

When he returned to the same place, he carefully observed the "figure" that had been split in half by himself, and found that it was a hollow puppet wearing human clothes. The invitation is made of ordinary paper, but the words on it are simple and vigorous, and it can be seen that this is the owner's handwriting, and a sentence is written on it: At noon tomorrow, I will see Huangtaipo ten miles west here.

Wang Junlin sneered, memorized the content on it, and then rubbed the invitation card and turned into ashes.

"There is absolutely no one who can hide from me and the eyes and ears of the Bloodmane Horse that come within ten paces of each other without being discovered." Wang Junlin muttered to himself, he really couldn't figure out where the voice he was talking to just now came from.

After a little contemplation, Wang Junlin squatted down and began to study the puppet that he had split in half, and soon he found that the puppet's feet were half-buried in the ground, and he carefully dug up the dead leaves and soil next to it with a dragon bird knife, and found a finger-thick, unknown material of silver rope connected to the sole of one of the puppet's feet.

"I'm tortured! Wired amplifiers! Wang Junlin's expression at this time was really wonderful, although it was just the simplest kind of rope transmission using a special material, but it shouldn't be something that appeared in this era! He even wondered if the era he was traveling through was the ancient Sui Dynasty.

Began to dig along the silver rope, digging twenty steps to the west before reaching the end, there were obvious traces of being stepped on, but at this time there was not the slightest figure, only a lynx hair with its limbs tied and its mouth gagged, looking at Wang Junlin with an aggrieved face. There was obviously something else at this end of the rope that could gather sound, but it was empty at this time. Wang Junlin untied the rope on Mao Mao's body in three or two clicks, this guy was obviously frightened a lot just now, rubbing his head against Wang Junlin's legs, and screaming.

And until this time, Niu Jinda still did not appear, Wang Junlin felt a little bad in his heart, he quickly put away the silver rope and the puppet that had been split in half, rode the blood-maned horse, and returned the same way with the lynx hair. When he had just entered the mountains and forests, he found Niu Jinda's war horse and Niu Jinda's knife, but Niu Jinda was gone.

Niu Jinda is a master of the stagnation period, and he has extremely rich experience in fighting and fighting, not to mention, he is extremely brave, even if Wang Junlin wants to capture or kill him alive, he must use at least ten moves to shoot with all his strength, unless he attacks in one move.

Wang Junlin searched in the mountains and forests for half an hour, but finally did not find Niu Jinda, so he had to ride a blood-maned horse and return to the small valley where they had camped at the beginning.

At this time, Zhan Peng and Yu Zimo had already led people to settle down again, the wounded had completed basic treatment, and the bodies of the dead guards had also been recovered, neatly placed together, and the guards had been arranged, and the others had gone into the tent to rest.

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Huangtai Slope is actually not a slope, but a flat land. The autumn wind blew, but no leaves were falling, because there was not a single tree on the field.

But overnight, the place suddenly changed, and out of thin air appeared a palace, a palace of two or three acres, built purely of a kind of black wood.

Villagers who had passed through the area the day before to cut firewood in the nearby mountains thought they were in the wrong place when they arrived in the morning.

By noon, the villagers who were passing by were even more surprised and could not believe their eyes.

Red felt suddenly spread on the open ground, and delicate wooden tables and chairs were placed inside and outside the palace.

The tables in the main hall were already furnished with wine utensils of pure gold and silver.

Then came a wide car, and out of the car was a middle-aged man with a slightly protruding belly, who seemed to be very magnificent, but his face seemed to be wearing a layer of greasy that could never be washed off.

If someone has ever been to the back kitchen of the Spring Girl Building, which has the best food in the capital of the Great Sui, they will find that this middle-aged fat man is Liu Yixiang, the chef of the Spring Girl Building.

Immediately after Liu Yixiang, another group of people came. There were soft horse carts, and four maids stepped out of the cars.

These four maids are all stunning beauties, each with their own special style and their unique attraction.

The last to arrive were, of course, King's Landing and the Bloodmaned Horse.

Wang Junlin was a guest, so when he came, everything was naturally ready.

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Seeing Mo Jiuhan standing at the door of the black palace from a distance, supporting an old man with white beard and hair, Wang Junlin couldn't help but be taken aback, which surprised him even more than seeing the palace that was as black as ink.

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