In the dense forest, there is a lot of fishy smell everywhere.

The yellowed dirt was now stained with blood and littered with wreckage.

Meng Qing walked on this solid land, and the corners of his clothes were stained with a fishy yellow liquid, but he did not have the pampered habits of those noble sons in the divine capital. With a clear light in his eyes, he looked at a camp not far away.

More than a dozen internal guards were waiting in front of them, surrounded by them, and there was a remnant of the demon on the road.

Ahead was originally a demon stronghold in the mountains, but now it was dilapidated and did not look good. It was hard for Meng Qing to imagine what kind of attack he had received to have such a tragic situation.

"What happened?"

Meng Qing half-squatted down, the demon in front of him was already dying, only half of the remaining body was left, and the blood bubbles overflowed from the wound, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the description was terrifying.

"Brute! There are brute beasts! Come on! ”

The demon in front of him has completely lost his will, and only the fear before death remains.

More than a dozen internal guards looked at each other, and no one knew what this demon was talking about. In this land of Yizhou, how can there be brute beasts?

Meng Qing's eyes flashed, as if he had captured something.

"Brute? Interesting! ”

Meng Qing led the people to continue to move forward, and when they came to the camp, they could also see the only dozen or so remaining demons. When they saw Meng Qing and the others, their faces were full of fear, but they quickly subdued the internal guards.

These demons don't seem to be big, at least in Meng Qing's eyes, they can't be considered adults yet. These demons were subdued by the internal guards, but they all had stubborn expressions on their faces, and they squeaked and said things that Meng Qing couldn't understand.

"What are they talking about?"

Meng Qing turned his head to look at a guard beside him who was proficient in demon language, his face was a little ugly. These demons should have been born in Yizhou, and the semi-immature demon language mixed with the local pronunciation made the internal guard a little inaudible.

"They seem to be scolding us? Say what... Zhou people... Brute... There is also Yang Xian's name. ”

Meng Qing finally grasped the wisp of thought in his mind, waved his hand, and sighed.

"My lord, what's going on?"

The internal guard beside him was still ignorant, but Meng Qing sighed and explained: "Yang Xian wants to use Yongshui as a channel to transport the army of Zhou Nanjun to Nanyang. This matter involves the overall situation of the world, and only Liang Hou is important. General Huan Zhong has garrisoned 30,000 troops in Dankou, and there may be a big battle between the two sides in the future. But before that, it wasn't us who really threatened him, but these demons in the mountains. Now, Yang Xian has taken the lead. ”

"My lord is saying that more than a dozen demon camps on both sides of this river bank were destroyed by Yang Xian?" The faces of these internal guards were full of doubts, obviously a little incredulous, "Could it be that Yang Xian can drive brute beasts?" ”

"I'm afraid so!"

Meng Qing sighed faintly in his heart, he didn't expect that Yang Xian would choose to use this method to remove this threat. He originally thought that Yang Xian would choose to make peace with those demons.

After all, the demons in this deep mountain are a force that can be exploited. As an enemy, I am afraid that the two sides of the Yongshui River will not be at peace.

"It's a pity! Terrible! ”

Meng Qingyou muttered softly, and the internal guard next to him couldn't really hear it.

"What did you say, my lord?"

Meng Qing came back to his senses and said, "We have to quickly pass on the information here to the lord and General Huan Zhong." At this rate, the demons on both sides of the Yongshui River will be cleaned up. Yang Xian's speed is much faster than we imagined. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

The Divine Capital Lianghou Mansion.

When Huan Wu received Meng Qing's recital, he sighed.

"I said my lord! Is that a pity? Yang Xian had almost cleaned the demons along the river, and his army of Zhounan County would be able to go down the river in a few days. I'm afraid the pressure on Uncle Huan Zhong will increase greatly! ”

Only Huan Wu's four sons and his nephew Huan Youji were present. At this time, Huan Jue and the others stood aside, silent. Only Huan Youji, shouting loudly.

Huan Wu glanced at Huan Youji, suddenly became interested, and said to the five nephews in front of him: "Let me ask you, what is the biggest difference between Yang Xian and other princes?" ”

"Yang Xian is younger than the other princes."

Huan Youji gave an answer that was not the answer, and was so angry that Huan Wu threw the book in his hand.

"You kid, don't mess around if you don't know."

Huan Youji is different from Huan Jue and others, he does not have the restraint and caution of Huan Jue and others when facing Huan Wu. Although the prince of Liang Hou has been decided, who can say that the rest of Huanwu's sons have no other thoughts.

Huan Wu looked at the four sons in turn, and finally fell on Huan Xu's body.

"Ry'er, you say.

When Huan Wu called Huan Jue, Huan Qi's seriousness flashed with a look of loss, but it quickly returned to normal.

Huan Wu's fourth son, Huan Jue, is still very young and handsome, but he looks a little small. When asked by Huan Wu, Huan Jue did not hesitate at all, and said: "Shu is the only kingdom in the Great Zhou, and Yang Xian is the prime minister of Shu. When there is no heir today, once he dies, then King Shu Xia Gongni is the first choice for the throne. ”

Huan Wu nodded very happily, very satisfied with Huan Jue.

"What Yang Xian holds in his hands is the future world."

"Father, there is one thing I don't understand. Father regards the Yongshui waterway as a major disaster, and Yang Xian should also know. But why didn't he choose to cooperate with the demon clan in the end? Wouldn't it be more beneficial to him with the help of the demon clan? ”

Huan Heng, the third son of Huan Wu, was stout and not very old, but he was taller than everyone present.

Huan Wu smiled softly, "Yang Xian holds the name of righteousness in his hands, which is our biggest threat and his greatest reliance. A Demon God Blood Pill, if it can attract Yang Xian to cooperate with the Demon Clan, then it is the greatest blessing for us. Although a waterway that can lead directly to Nanyang is dangerous, it is nothing compared to it. ”

If Yang Xian chooses to cooperate with the Demon Clan, then Huan Wu will not leave his hand, and will immediately seize the evidence and announce the matter of Yang Xian's collusion with the Demon Clan. In this way, the name of orthodoxy that Yang Xian relied on to maintain is afraid that it will disappear in an instant.

Losing this biggest reliance, Yang Xian will become unknown in everything he does, and he will be despised by the people of the world.

Huan Qi was thoughtful and muttered, "So Yang Xian has long been aware of his father's intentions. ”

"Yang Xian got rid of the demons on both sides of the Yongshui River, just to tell the world clearly that he, Yang Xian, is a loyal minister who destroys the demons and maintains the Great Zhou Dynasty." Huan Wu lay lazily on the couch, and when he said this, his eyes darkened, and he looked at his four sons seriously.

According to the generations of the Huan and Yang families, he Huan Wu and Yang Xian are of the same generation, but they are not people of the same era. Once he dies, will these four be Yang Xian's opponents?

In Huan Wu's heart, there was suddenly a trace of worry.

Yang Xian child, it's scary!