For the older generation of dark piles, they don't show up if they don't see military orders.

They are the kind of people who only recognize the military orders of the old army master Ye Fan.

That's the point!

But whether the old man Zhang is the Beiliang dark pile or not, it is impossible to determine.

That's why Ning Bei asked Murong Hua to investigate!

As the night deepened, the mountain wind was bitterly cold.

Ning Bei looked at Murong Hua wearing a single coat, took off the black cloak on his shoulders, and chuckled: "Put it on, the mountain breeze is too cool at night." ”

"The subordinates don't dare, the bronzing unicorn robe, only the military master can wear it, this is an iron law, and the iron law cannot be transgressed!"

Murong Hua's face changed drastically, and he got up and bent down.

Ning Bei's eyes were helpless, the soldiers of the Beiliang Army under his command were admitting death, and in their hearts, the iron law of Beiliang was the red line, and not a single cent could be crossed.

In the heart of the Beiliang boy, the three words of the Beiliang Army are extremely sacred.

There is no room for any defilement!

It is this kind of atmosphere, it is these people who forced the king of Ningbei to sit alone on the top of Liangshan, from childhood to adulthood, with no one as a companion, even if it was Huangfu Wushuang and Chen Changsheng, who grew up together, they still regarded Ningbei as the military master in their hearts.

The righteousness of colleagues and the love of petty are all ranked after the military master.

At this time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Murong Hua was wearing a watch, and a drop sounded, and a coordinate came, eighty kilometers away from here, in the hinterland of Bianshan.

"The Twelve Thieves of Bianshan, I found it!" Murong Hua looked up.

The next moment, Ning Bei held the Wenyu wine glass, drank it all, turned around and pulled out the Zhangba gentian spear inserted in the cliff, and jumped down from the top of this low mountain.

The wind was high and the ape was in a hurry, and the gilded unicorn cloak on Ning Bei's shoulders danced, and his toes tapped the leaves, rushing towards the location of the coordinates.

All the way over, Baicao bent over.

Beside a lake, twelve wooden houses were built.

The surrounding area is thirty miles, and it is full of guards, and it is all surrounded here.

In front of a wooden house, seven people were trapped inside.

They are the Twelve Thieves of Bianshan, and now they are besieged in a wooden house by the guards, and they cannot escape.

in a wooden house.

A big fat man, with a fat face and big ears, holding a copper rod in his hand, shouted hideously: "Tonight is really exciting, our twelve brothers can actually alarm the eight thousand guards of the Central Plains General Group to make a move, Murong Yushi still doesn't show up?" ”

Murong Hua flashed to the front of the wooden house and said calmly: "Come out and die!" ”

Just four words instantly made the seven people in the room look desperate.

Yushi Murong Hua actually arrived in person!

He led 8,000 black-clad guards and slaughtered them overnight.

That big fat man is the twelve pigs among the twelve thieves in Bianshan.

It's all nicknames, and they don't have real names.

Arranged by zodiac signs.

He said hoarsely: "Tonight, I will die to understand, dare to ask our twelve brothers, have you ever provoked the Central Plains General Group?" ”

"Nope!" Murong Hua was very cold.

Pig Twelve was a little angry: "Then why did you lead 8,000 guards to besiege and kill us!" ”

"Because you've provoked ...... Warlord! ”

Murong Hua's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at seven dead people.

When this sentence falls.

Ningbei's thin body, stepping on the lake, quietly floating on the water.

Floating on the water?

This kind of lost ancient martial arts is included in the Northern Scripture Pavilion.

Moreover, the ancient martial arts float on the water, which is not like Ningbei, which can float quietly on the water, only pointing out a layer of ripples.

"Captain!"

All the eight thousand black clothes bent down and saluted.

When Pig Twelve heard this, he lost his voice and said, "War master? ”

He looked at the water surface of the lake, a young man in white, stepping on the water, with an indifferent smile on his handsome face: "They are all my Beiliang Erlang, calling me a military master, it is reasonable, do you have an opinion?" ”

Asked softly, startling the seven people in the cabin.

A donkey-faced man looked at the bronzing unicorn robe, this golden unicorn logo is too eye-catching in the dark night!

The three major signs of Beiliang do not need to be repeated.

Ma Qi was shocked: "Lord Beiwang! ”

"King of the North?" There are people in the wooden house who can't believe it.

Pig Twelve said in despair: "Northern Buyi, a thousand-year-old wizard, King of Ningbei, he is here!" ”

"How is this possible, we never messed with him...... It's the Ning family! ”

Before Ma Qi finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that tonight, they asked the nine monkeys of the twelve thieves in Bianshan to go to Bianjingning's house.

Ning Bei smiled lightly: "The eldest son of the third generation of the Xia Ning family, Ning Bei!" ”

Rumble!

There were seven people in the wooden house, and all of them had their ears ringing in unison.

Ma Qi was even more agitated, he was already a general-level martial artist, and under the loss of his mind, his strength rioted in his body, his qi and blood flowed backwards, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he almost died.

They finally understood what it was all about tonight and where it all began!

The king of the north was born in the Bianjing Ning family and was the eldest son.

When they went to provoke the Ning family, they really asked for their own death.

With the power of the king of Ningbei, it was a complete matter to transfer 8,000 black-clothed guards from the Huazhong General Group and strangle them in Bianshan.

If this king of the north wants, with an order, the ten most terrifying legions in the north can go south to this place, point at Bianshan, and slaughter everything here.

provoked Ningbei, the twelve thieves of Bianshan, tonight is their death date!

Only Ning Bei held the gun in his left hand, the tip of the gun pointed downward, drawing a shallow trace on the ground, indifferently and calmly.

"Tell me, where are the remaining three thieves?" Ning Bei asked.

Pig Twelve and others naturally refused to say.

The twelve of them are brothers who have worshiped their sons, and they have lived here for ten years, and now they know that if they die, they will not betray their brothers.

After a brief silence.

Murong Hua's eyes flashed with a cold light: "I am looking for a dead end, take my imperial history order, transfer the secret file of the Central Plains General Group, and find out all the relatives and friends of their twelve people!" ”

"What?"

Ma Qi's eyes were furious, obviously he was in the outside world, and he still had relatives.

Lean as a firewood snake six, he said coldly: "You Central China Janissaries, do things to implicate the innocent?" ”

"In the eyes of the guards, there is no innocent, if the warrior violates the iron law, he will be killed on the spot, and those who do not obey will be severely punished!"

Murong Hua's eyes were very cold, almost impersonal.

This is the only bargaining chip for the special operations group to deter the major warriors.

Inside the wooden house, several people had ugly faces.

They knew in their hearts that with the ability of the Central Plains General Group, it would not take too long to find out the details of their twelve people.

The world's five major general groups, with the most complete information system.

As long as they want to check, there is nothing they can't find.

Even generations of your ancestors can investigate it clearly.

Ma Qi said in a low voice: "Rat Da and the second brother and the third brother have been out for a night, it should be in Bianshan, where it is, we don't know!" ”

"I'm a little curious, you twelve thieves, entrenched in Bianshan for ten years, what is the purpose?" Ningbei's thin lips moved slightly.

One sentence made the audience fall into a dead silence.

Obviously, the seven people in the wooden house didn't want to talk about it.

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands and chuckled: "Since you don't want to say it, I won't force it, so let you bring the secret into the coffin!" ”

The soft words made the pupils of the seven people in the room shrink suddenly.

Murong Hua's left hand moved slightly: "Kill them all!" ”

"Run!"

Snake Six was furious, and roared to break down the door to kill.