"What!"

The Great Elder's eyes widened, as if he couldn't accept this fact, and the whole person took a step back, secretly sighing that it was no wonder that such a critical juncture, that kid didn't come to meet with him, it turned out that he was already out of the world.

Also surprised was Ling Bingyan.

Ying Xie is a holy son, and his martial arts are not much better than Su Meier's, but this guy in front of him, who has no mastery, can actually kill Ying Xie?

"What, dead is dead, can Lao Tzu lie to you?" Tang An rolled his eyes, the difference between the Great Elder and the Great Elder was clearly looking down on his "martial arts". "Since you can't listen to the first point, then don't talk about the rest of it."

"You... Keep talking! The Great Elder gritted his teeth.

Tang An knew the truth of attacking people's hearts, and stretched out his second finger impatiently: "Second, Huyantuo is also dead." ”

"What!"

Rao was mentally prepared, but when he heard the news that broke his heart again, the Great Elder couldn't help but cry out.

Tang An said with an irritated face: "What, what, you just say these two sentences over and over again, are you annoying?" And the Great Elder, I'm sorry! ”

The Great Elder took a deep breath and said, "If there is any other news, you can tell me about it!" ”

"Don't say 'anything' this time!" Tang An carefully admonished him like a child, and the angry latter almost vomited blood. "Third, the army of 8,000 people you carefully prepared has been taken away by Mo Lingtu."

"What..."

This time, the Great Elder had a better memory, and even though he was surprised in his heart, he finally managed to control not saying the word "what", so as not to be despised by this bastard again.

But as soon as the 8,000 army left, when the Huns destroyed the Tiele people, how should they kill people and destroy their mouths? And how to fulfill the promise made to the Xiongnu Khan?

Three simple sentences, in fact, disrupted the Great Elder's entire plan.

"Very well, you learned to be good this time. For the sake of being so obedient, I might as well tell you a few more news. Tang Anxin was secretly proud, dealing with this kind of master, if he didn't make him crazy first, how could he beat him crying and returning his mother?

"Fourth, you think that the plan is seamless, but in fact, Lao Tzu has long expected it. Not only that, but a few leaflets were printed, and now many people in the city read them with relish and praised you for being a wise old man! ”

"Nonsense!" The Great Elder flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "This plan is not known to others at all, except for the evil spirit, so what about you..."

Halfway through the talk, he couldn't go on himself. Since Ying Xie was killed by the young man in front of him, could it be ......

"That's right, that's what Ying Xie told me." Tang An blinked innocently, pointed at Su Mei'er and said, "Your precious apprentice is jealous that my wife is about to go crazy, seeing that the two of us are in trouble and want to kill him, he thought he had the chance to win before he started, and couldn't help but tell us all the plans." He wants to watch us die with hatred, but he is not good at learning and art, and he is not Lao Tzu's opponent. Alas, I didn't say you, how did you teach your disciples? Just a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu also learn from others to break into the rivers and lakes? It's all shameful to be thrown to grandma's house! If your martial arts are not high, don't learn from others to be so arrogant, look at me, how low-key..."

Listening to his father's tone like a son's training, thinking that his hard work would be in vain, the Great Elder stumbled under his feet, and almost fell down in front of him.

Holding back the anger of overturning the river and the sea, the Great Elder stared at Tang An with a snake-like gaze and said, "Even so, what can I do? Now that the Tiele and the Huns have fought, as long as I support one person to ascend to the position of city lord, all this is still under my control! ”

Tang An smiled and said: "I'm really sorry, the deputy city lord Yechile is now being held to his waist with a knife by my people, and the head of Tiele will die in less than a pillar of incense." The main thing is... If both the Tiele and the Huns are dead, who can you support? ”

The Great Elder opened his mouth, and the situation that he thought he was in control of was suddenly turned upside down. The development of events ostensibly went according to his own wishes, but the words of the man in front of him from his appearance to this moment made him realize that the ending of the story seemed to be getting farther and farther away from his expectations.

He couldn't figure out why this black-haired and black-eyed Tang man was able to set off a storm in the Western Regions?

"Why should I trust you?" The Great Elder shouted with some weakness, "I have carefully prepared the game for a long time, how can it be so easy to crack? Don't be alarmist here, I don't believe a word of those words that mess with my mind! ”

Tang An's sympathetic Nunu mouth and smiled: "Old Zamao, Lao Tzu can appear here, can't it explain the problem?" If self-deception can make you feel better, then I won't say anything about it. ”

The Great Elder brushed his sleeves and said, "Hmph, it's useless to talk more, as long as I kill you now, what's the use of more bureaus!" ”

Tang An sneered, "Are you sure you can kill us?" ”

The Great Elder said proudly: "In the entire Divine Martial Sect, only the Ice Flame will make me jealous. Now that she's poisoned, you two juniors don't deserve to be threatened. I'm curious, though... If everything you say is true, how do you do it? ”

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At night, the city of Dima has turned into a sea of fire.

The two troops of the Xiongnu and Tiele were like two ferocious wolves, and their sharp claws pounced on each other!

The two behemoths entrenched in Dima City have maintained a hostile attitude from the beginning, but because of the continuous interests of Dima City, the apparent balance between the two sides has been maintained.

No one wants to share their wealth with their enemies, especially for the two clans, which are in equal power to fight each other. They didn't want to kill each other all the time, but they were afraid that the price they would pay would be too heavy and let other forces in Eastern Xinjiang take advantage of the situation, so no one took the lead in launching a big war.

But tonight, the wind and snow tore the last fig leaf, making the hatred of both sides for each other explode nakedly, turning into swords and swords in the cold wind.

The shouts of killing have been united, and the silent night city is like a noisy day. Torches lit the felt bags, and orange-red flames lit up the battlefield.

The Huns in brown clothes and the Tiele people in black clothes did not spare half of their hands, and as soon as Bu met, they fought for life and death.

Victory, glory and wealth; Defeated, with nothing!

A Hun stared at the bull's eye and stabbed his spear into the chest of a Tiele soldier, as if he was afraid that the enemy would not be able to penetrate, and the Hun stirred the head of the spear in the opponent's chest, and brought out a handful of hot internal organs when he pulled it out.

Before he had time to be complacent, another Tiele soldier who roared past waved his hand and slashed a knife, and the Huns even had a cruel smile, but their heads had already flown into the sky, and the incision of their necks was like a fountain, and the red ink-like blood water was set against the firelight, adding a killing intent to the entire battlefield.

There was blood everywhere, and the white and flawless earth had long been covered with a layer of bloody clothing, and the messy footprints trampled the bright blood to pieces.

The people who had already fallen asleep woke up in a panic in a dream, and the warm felt bag was no longer their safe haven. The fire was spreading, and one after another the felt was wrapped into the best fire lead, and the billowing dust and smoke choked the people so much that they could only run out.

When they fled from the fire, they found that what appeared in front of them was no longer the familiar street, but a bloody road.

"Murder!"

A dark-skinned woman shouted, but turned and was thrown to the ground by the galloping horse, crushing her sternum with one foot.

The shouts of killing in the sky, the Huns and Tiele people were already red-eyed, and all the living creatures that appeared in front of them became their targets. They have long ceased to be warriors on horseback, but real devils.

"Kill!"

"Run!"

Cold night, chaotic streets. The desperate soldiers and the fleeing civilians, between the flying snow and the flames, constitute a tragic picture.

As the author of all this, Jechiel's heart was dripping with blood.

Dima City embodies all his hard work, and he has feelings for this place. And now, he saw with his own eyes that everything he had created was destroyed, his wealth was gradually dissipating, his soldiers were dwindled in battle, and his life was even in the hands of others.

Jechile felt extremely sad inside, but he just couldn't muster the courage to resist. If he hadn't spared his life so much, maybe none of this would have happened tonight, but there is only no regret medicine to sell in this world, and since he has chosen this path, he can only go all the way to the dark.

Although he felt extremely sad and ashamed, the cold dagger against his waist made him turn his head with a red face, stared at Ji Chen and said, "Mr. One Flower, are you satisfied with this I do!" ”

A flower......

Ji Chen's face turned blue, every time he heard this damn name, and then thought about the "cloud" that Tang An gave him, it always made him feel the urge to strangle Lord Tang to death.

Thankfully, he'd probably never hear the disgusting name again. He approached Jerchiel from behind and whispered, "Very satisfied." In return, I'm going to tell you a secret. ”

Ji Chen squinted his eyes and laughed, the miserable scene in front of him seemed to him as beautiful as ink and blue.

Thinking about the fathers and villagers in Gucheng, thinking about the compatriots whose families were ruined and killed by beards, and thinking about the robes that died tragically under the knives of the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom, Ji Chen only felt that a shot of blood rushed straight to his chest.

Is it cruel? No!

Blood debt can only be washed away with blood!

He clinged to Yechile's ear and said word by word: "Lao Tzu is the left vanguard under the command of the former Tang Dynasty Western Regions Defender General Zhan Lingyun, and now the captain of the second vanguard of the 'Avengers' under the command of Lord Tang Antang - Ji Chen!" ”

Tang Jun!

Hearing this, Jechire's eyes widened suddenly, and he was shocked beyond measure.

In the face of national hatred and family hatred, Jechile mustered the courage to risk his life for the first time. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout out the amazing news, but Ji Chen behind him covered his mouth.

Ji Chen grinned cruelly, pointed at the Huns and Tiele people who were still fighting to the death in the distance with a dagger, and said with a smile: "These damn beards will soon go down to accompany you - goodbye!" ”

"Shhhh

The cold dagger slashed across his throat, leaving a deep line of blood. Before the two light snowflakes could fall to the ground, they were dissipated in the spurting blood.

Jechile opened his mouth in vain, but could not make a sound, and his unwilling eyes stared in vain at the troops fighting in the flames in front of him, and his body collapsed limply.

He couldn't figure it out until he died, for such a Tang army, would appear here?