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The person in the portrait is somewhat familiar, as if he is familiar, but who it is, Meng Yifei can't remember, at least he doesn't know many people, maybe he has a wrong impression with this person.

However, no matter who he is, if he wants to kill him Meng Yifei and commit this murderous act, then he should let him know what Wang Wei is and what anger is.

"From today on, the people painted by the second breath are all on the death list, and the people on the death list are all the enemies of my 'pawn'." After Yi Fei finished speaking, he clenched the portrait in his hand.

The light on his forehead shone again. The majesty of the king suddenly made the second daughter feel flustered, and immediately knelt down and saluted in unison: "King Taiyi." ”

"Okay, now, the two of you will go to Yizhou for me, this time, just investigate secretly, keep quiet, and protect Xue Ziyao and Meng Xuan in secret, until you listen to my next order."

"Yes." Hearing this, the two rode on the shadow horse, and the next moment, disappeared on the top of the mountain.

And Meng Yifei is holding the portrait tightly, this person's murderous revenge, he will remember it in his heart. Then, he slowly walked down the mountain.

At this time, it was already midnight, and the soldiers were already asleep. Meng Yifei went through several tosses and turns, and then went down the mountain. I looked at the valley of the scorpion's mouth with strange terrain, the howling yin wind, like the roar of the devil, and the howl of the wolf in the mountain, like the arrival of the god of death. The steep cliffs on both sides made his heart throb slightly.

This place is unreassuring.

"This kind of terrain is definitely ...... if it is used for combat."

"Oops." Meng Yifei was talking to himself, but he didn't expect to wake himself up, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the anxiety in his heart had dissipated. Then, he immediately walked towards Stanai's tent.

……

The night was blank and the moonlight was dim. In the forest not far from the Scorpion Mouth Valley, the sound of rustling is hesitant, the shadows are heavy, and the ghosts are forested, as if countless mountain ghosts are hurrying.

Could it be the night walk of the hundred ghosts? But I only heard a wolf howl in response, and between the mountains, it seemed that there was some kind of secret conversation.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by, and the moonlight illuminated the shadow's face in an instant.

People are individuals. He jumped over the trees and landed on the branches, and the ground below was full of ghostly figures, walking in the wind. Through the moonlight, I saw the face on the branch, with long black hair, like a waterfall, and a few small pigtails. On the shoulders, above the forehead, a string of wolf teeth ornaments, above the neck. A few wolf tooth necklaces.

The eyes are as bright as a wolf. The nose is as sensitive as a wolf, and the body shape. It's as vigorous as a wolf. He is like a wolf, a wolf waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to hunt its prey.

Walk through the woods. Ambushed on the cliff, they really ran towards the valley of the scorpion's mouth. At last, the man on the branch leaped into the air, tossed in the air for a few weeks, and fell straight to the ground, and at that moment a naked, fiery red, massive, armored, and sharp war horse rushed like the wind like an open fire in the darkness, and caught the man who had jumped from the tree. Then came a pack of hungry and thirsty, fanged, salivating, ghostly wolves as they weaved through the woods and followed the man's fiery red horse.

In the end, on the cliffs on both sides of the scorpion's mouth, phantoms were erected, and on both sides of the cliff, the wild wolves looked at the moon and shouted together. And the man immediately cliffd, overlooking the tent below, grinning and speaking a foreign language.

"Whoop Whoop Whoop ......" Wilderness Coyote, the sound is terrifying. I saw the man on the fire horse wave his arms, and in an instant, the figures on the cliffs of the two rooms stood together, and then raised the hard bow, and under the moonlight, ghostly shadows condensed and froze.

When I saw the man wave his hand again, it was ten thousand arrows that fell from the sky, like rain, and the army in the tent below the "puff puff puff ......" must have died in the rain of arrows.

Then, I saw the man hesitate for a moment, then turned the fierce horse, galloped down the mountain, and the phantoms on both sides, after receiving the order, began to stumble down again, and the hundreds of wild wolves, blood burning, frantically rushed down the cliff, and ran towards the tent where they were buried in the rain of arrows.

Finally, the man rode down the mountain, the wolves leaning over to sniff the blood, and the ghostly figure pulled out the snow scimitar, ready to slaughter the life.

Quietly, quietly, as quiet as death!

It felt like everyone was dead, and it instantly became a netherworld. There is a knife shadow in the moonlight, and there is no blood in the wind. A flash of shock flashed in the man's eyes, and then the assassin suddenly ran out of the tent, and there was no blood on the bloodthirsty knife, because the tent was empty.

The man shouted in his heart that it was not good, but at this moment, suddenly the moonlight in the sky dimmed, and everyone looked up, only to see countless black arrows, like dense rain.

At that moment, I only felt that time and space were reversed, and the person who released the arrow actually had to bear his own arrow. This is the panic under the rain of arrows. Everyone began to swing their knives and scream, and hundreds of wild wolves, even if they were extremely agile and fled in all directions, had nowhere to escape.

They've been tricked!

A trace of anger flashed in the man's eyes, and the tiger's body shook, and all the iron arrows directed at him shattered, and he pulled out the blood-drinking sword from the saddle, and raised his head to the sky and roared, like the wrath of the wolf king, shaking the earth.

Under the moonlight, the man's eyes turned red, and there was a bloodthirsty light, and then all his subordinates looked up to the sky and roared, and their eyes also turned red, and in an instant, they were bloodthirsty, and their combat strength was better than that of people, and the arrow wounds on their bodies were like ants gnawing, and there was no need to be afraid.

And at this moment, there was another round of arrows, and this time the man saw that the arrows were fired from the cliff where he had stood before. On the top of that cliff, a lonely figure, riding on the black horse, looked down on himself like a torch, and stood tall as the king.

That man is the "pawn" king, Meng Yifei. At this moment, he rode on the long-lost war horse Xiao Hei, looking down at the night raiders below. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Whoa......" The man roared at Meng Yifei on the cliff, and at this time, suddenly the valley was lit up one by one, and the hell fire that seemed to be the god of death was lit up, and when it was bright, it palpitated, but in a moment, the entire valley was illuminated by the firelight.

The weird night raid army instantly fell into the encirclement, and Meng Yifei, who was on the cliff, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw the gossip array formed by the firelight below.

"How did you know there was a night attack?"

Linglong on the white horse on the side was puzzled, if it weren't for Meng Yifei, maybe they wouldn't even know how they died.

After hearing this, Yifei smiled: "Because, I know smart people." After Meng Yifei finished speaking, the fire light on the opposite cliff lit up, and suddenly the Bagua Array below began to move, and the inner three layers, the middle three layers, and the outer three layers began to rotate staggeredly. The light of the fire is the signal of his command.

"General, don't we have to go down and fight? The general has always rushed to the front of the array! A soldier of the Modao Battalion asked forward, he hadn't participated in a battle for a long time, and his hands had begun to itch, but now they could only stay on the cliff and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger.

After hearing this, Yi Fei bent his mouth and smiled: "Don't worry, our Shake Light Army is a strange soldier, since it is a strange soldier, then we have to take it by surprise." The Modao Battalion, the Black Spear Battalion prepare, go to the mouth of the canyon to ambush, don't let go of an enemy soldier, and don't let a wolf go for me. ”

Meng Yifei still did not go to the battlefield in person, but continued his commander-in-chief.

After hearing this, the soldier of the Modao battalion immediately received the order and went down the mountain.

"Well, it's good, let the Qi evil of the Warlock Battalion come to see me, and just say that General Ben I have arranged a mission for him." Meng Yifei's various arrangements are already well understood.

On the cliff, in addition to shaking the light of the three thousand troops, there are also General Shi's six thousand archers, who are responsible for the first round of shooting, Meng Yifei is very keen, he just relies on such terrain, he guesses that the enemy may have action, this will be completely intuitive, because he believes that if that Ashina Hao is really as smart as rumored, then he will expect that there will be reinforcements, and if there are reinforcements, he will intercept them, and if he wants to intercept them, then the current terrain is completely the most perfect place.

Sure enough, Meng Yifei guessed correctly, he asked Shi Danai to evacuate all the soldiers from the tent, and then ambushed in the distance, and when the enemy's arrow rain passed, he Meng Yifei led the Shaking Light Army to occupy the mountain, and then, it was a rain of arrows, which was perfectly delivered.

Linglong was on the side, seeing Meng Yifei's heroic posture of swaying the world, and couldn't help but say proudly: "That Meng Yifei, who ruled the battlefield and was invincible, is back." ”

Suddenly, a gust of yin wind swept by, and immediately after, the warlock Qi Xie appeared on Meng Yifei's side.

"What's the matter with the slave family?" Qi Xie, still an eerie bass, slow. It was the exact opposite of the moment when he killed someone.

"Qi Xie, did you see that wolf?" Meng Yifei pointed to the man on the red horse below and said. And the man was also staring at Meng Yifei all the time at the moment, because he could feel that the man on the cliff was the most dangerous person among the tens of thousands of people, he was a wolf, and he had spiritual sensitivity.

Qi Xie walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the man below, then trembled his shoulders and smiled secretly: "I like it, I like it, I like those eyes so much." ”

"That's right, General Ben likes it too, since he likes it, why don't you take it, go ahead, bring one for General Ben too."

After hearing this, Qi Xie stood up with a plough stick, "The slave family understands, and the slave family also wants to collect one!" ”

With that, he disappeared in place.

Everyone present shuddered, in their eyes, Wang Falcon and Qi Xie were so evil. And after seeing Linglong around him, he couldn't help but be pretty and frowning.

"You're going to use that man's power?" Linglong was worried, because she knew that Qi Xie was definitely not sincere in obeying Meng Yifei, and his power was definitely not easy to control.

After Meng Yifei heard this, he nodded: "It's power, it should be used by me, there are so many places where he can use Qi Evil!" ”

Then, Meng Yifei looked at the battlefield below, because the real battle had just begun. (To be continued......)